#simon has a 5-7 season plan

[anti-anticheese]

not even going to try to understand the business decisions of a man who thinks el*n musk is a genius but as the next seasons of stranger things and umbrella academy are going to be their last, seems like keeping a sci-fi, action show that has cross appeal with an already built in audience that really just needs some actual promotion would be a no-brainer

#warrior nun #like snooki and a us representative were tweeting for a s3 #it has the range #simon has a 5-7 season plan #and he obviously knows how to actually plot / keep continuity #*stares at the d bros* #honestly though i thought netflix would cancel this s2 pre-production #so glad we got s2 and simon fought for the post-credit scene

[morallyinept]

A full transcribe of JAVIER PEÑA'S dialogue/lines from the TV show NARCOS.

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

ALL EPISODES: (JAVIER WAS IN ALL 10 EPISODES IN SEASON 1)

EPISODE 1 - DESCENSO

EPISODE 2 - THE SWORD OF SIMON BOLIVAR

EPISODE 3 - THE MEN OF ALWAYS

EPISODE 4 - THE PALACE IN FLAMES

EPISODE 5 - THERE WILL BE A FUTURE

EPISODE 6 - EXPLOSIVOS

EPISODE 7 - YOU WILL CRY TEARS OF BLOOD

EPISODE 8 - LA GRAN MENTIRA

EPISODE 9 - LA CATEDRAL

EPISODE 10 - DESPEGUE

DELETED SCENES

ALL EPISODES: (JAVIER WAS IN ALL 10 EPISODES IN SEASON 2)

EPISODE 1 - FREE AT LAST

EPISODE 2 - CAMBALACHE

EPISODE 3 - OUR MAN IN MADRID

EPISODE 4 - THE GOOD, THE BAD & THE DEAD

EPISODE 5 - THE ENEMIES OF MY ENEMY

EPISODE 6 - LOS PEPES

EPISODE 7 - DEUTSCHLAND 93

EPISODE 8 - EXIT EL PATRON

EPISODE 9 - NUESTRA FINCA

EPISODE 10 - AL FIN CAYO!

DELETED SCENES

ALL EPISODES: (JAVIER WAS IN ALL 10 EPISODES IN SEASON 3)

EPISODE 1 - THE KINGPIN

EPISODE 2 - THE CALI KGB

EPISODE 3 - FOLLOW THE MONEY

EPISODE 4 - CHECKMATE

EPISODE 5 - MRO

EPISODE 6 - BEST LAID PLANS

EPISODE 7 - SIN SALIDA

EPISODE 8 - CONVIVIR

EPISODE 9 - TODO LOS HOMBRES DEL PRESIDENTE

EPISODE 10 - GOING BACK TO CALI

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #javier peña #javier pena #javi peña #javi pena #javi p #narcos #javier pena dialogue #pedro pascal character dialogue

[misted-buttercup-enjoyer]

Fionna and Cake: Simon and Marcy So Far: Analysis Part 1

INTRO:

The first two episodes of Fionna and Cake have been released, capturing the hearts of fans, and with it, some new Simon and Marcy content has dropped. Ever since the father/daughter duo made their debut in Adventure Time’s tearjerker episode “I Remember You” (season 4, episode 25) they have smote the hearts of fans everywhere. With the first two episodes, here is my analysis on which direction their relationship is going in this spinoff series.

FLASHBACK:

Fionna and Cake Episode 2 “Simon Petrikov” opens with the two running away from some oozers. They take shelter in a sewer. Simon considers putting on the crown, but Marcy pulls his hand away and glares at him. The oozers leave the two to chat. The button of Marcy’s overall dress pops off and Simon begins sewing it back on. Marcy asks him what she’d do without him. Simon assures her that “you’re so great, Marceline, someone else would definitely find you and take care of you. Maybe even someone rich!” Simon continues this fantasy, telling Marceline that she’d live in a castle with “food, medicine, and trained squirrels to tend to your every need. And as for me, I’d uh…um…” Simon directs this at Marceline, but he seems to be saying what he wants for Marceline. In Stakes Episode 2 “Everything Stays,” when Simon is officially leaving Marceline and barely holding onto his sanity, he promises he’ll send someone to take care of her. (On a related note, we see in season 7 episode 10, “Marcy and Hunson,” that Simon summoned Hunson to take care of Marceline until she left his care after the fries incident.) Simon wants Marcy to be safe, and he’d want to believe if something happened to him Marceline would be okay and someone would come take care of her. For food, obviously in the apocalypse, food would be hard to find. In season 5 episode 14 “Simon and Marcy,” Marceline tries to make Simon breakfast and resorts to pine needles and deer guts. For medicine, we can see Simon worries a lot about Marceline when she gets sick. We see when Marcy gets a fever in “Simon and Marcy,” he dedicates the whole day to finding chicken soup for her. He’d want her in an environment where she can access healthcare easily. For trained squirrels, well, it’s a funny way to put it, in classic Adventure Time style, but I think it ties back to Simon wanting Marceline to be well taken care of. But we can see he doesn’t really have any plans for himself. He’s lost his home, his books, his fiancee, and his entire life’s structure at this point. Marcy and whatever he carries in his backpack is his entire world now, and he can’t imagine what his world would be without her to take care of.

THE FUTURE:

Simon trails off when he talks about a life without Marceline. And now we’re in a future where this…kind of came to pass. Don’t get me wrong, Marcy and Simon are still close. Simon calls Marcy, Marcy is happy to hear from him even though she’s busy–more on this phone conversation later–and Marcy mentions hanging out soon. But Marceline can longer be Simon’s whole world like she used to be. She’s grown up, she’s been taking care of herself for about a thousand years and she has a girlfriend and lots of friends and acquaintances. Heck, she hasn’t just been taking care of herself, she kept Ice King company and took care of him in a way too. She’s delighted that Simon’s back, but she’s no longer dependent on Simon’s protection like she used to be. She’s also no longer right there to observe Simon’s behavior and remind him to take care of himself, like we see her doing in the flashback when he almost puts on the crown. Not only does Simon not have Marcy to take care of, he doesn’t have any reason not to spiral into this depressive state he’s in at this point (Fionna and Cake Episode 2 “Simon Petrikov,") and he doesn't have her little reminders.

Which brings me back to the subject of their call. Marcy immediately asks Simon how he’s doing, and how’s work. Simon responds by saying it was fine, skimming over how bad it actually was. But why? Why is he doing this?

CHILDCARE IN THE APOCALYPSE 101:

A big part of parenting in the apocalypse would’ve been keeping Marceline calm so she doesn’t panic. When Marceline gets a fever in “Simon and Marcy,” the first thing Simon says after waking up, feeling her forehead when she's sick and mentioning the fever got worse is “I mean, don’t freak out or anything.” We can see through what glimpses we get of his travels with Marceline that he’s very optimistic and playful. He makes up a song for Marceline (Marceline mentions him making up more silly songs), plays games with her, makes a lot of jokes (humor is one hell of a coping mechanism), and in the flashback we see him telling Marceline that this is one of the nicest sewer’s they’ve hidden in. I think it’s important for us to remember how quickly Marceline grew up to Simon. Not even in the usual “they grow up so fast” way, but as in, when he left her, she was about ten years old. The next time he saw her in any fit state to recognize her, she was a thousand years old with the mindset and body of a young adult. The timeskip would’ve been jarring for him, to say the least. It’s been about twelve years since that sudden change, but old habits die hard. Simon hasn’t stopped trying to keep Marceline from freaking out over a lesser problem. Not just because he’s used to keeping her calm in the apocalypse and can’t help but view her as his little girl still, but no one likes admitting to a loved one they’re experiencing a mental health crisis* in the first place. Along with this, while in his state of magical madness, Ice King’s condition doubtless caused Marceline a lot of anxiety and unhappiness. On top of his habits of not freaking her out and the usual desire not to explain what you’re going through, he wouldn’t want to cause Marceline any more grief than she’s already been through. Don’t worry, Simon, Marcy’s already super traumatized. Helping you out won’t hold a candle to everything she’s been through.

THE PHONE CALL:

I feel like what really drives home the difference in how Simon still sees her vs. how she is now is the phone call. Don’t get me wrong, Simon loves Marceline and is doubtless happy for her that she has a girlfriend, a career in music, and a life.

But when he calls Marceline, he’s been reminded of her by watching little girl’s caretaker help her reach a watermelon. A little child. When Simon calls her up, she is getting matching tattoos with Princess Bubblegum (or, trying to, anyway, but her skin keeps instahealing and PB is made of literal gum). Getting matching tattoos with the person you plan on spending your life with is a much more grown-up activity. The music also serves as an immediate contrast between the atmospheric quiet of the forest and gentle strumming and singing of Rebecca Sugar, compared to the rock music blasting in the background of Marceline’s antics. The contrast between the future and the past. The contrast between what their relationship used to be like, something that gave Simon’s life structure and hope, and what it is now–still loving, but not something he can model his whole life around.

ONE STEP FORWARD, TWO STEPS BACK:

Their dynamic has changed. Simon used to be the one keeping Marceline from despair and taking care of her. Now not only is Marceline living her best life with her girlfriend (Simon has neither of those), but Simon’s the one in danger of despair. Simon is used to taking care of Marceline, but they can’t be that way anymore, since Marcy is grown up and took care of him at one point. A good visual metaphor for this is at the beginning clip of Simon and Little Marcy. When they’re running from the oozers, at first, Marcy is behind Simon, and Simon, also running for his life, pants “C’mon” to her. A few seconds later, Marceline is the one in front of Simon, holding his hand and trying to get him to go faster. It’s a real blink-and-you-miss-it detail, but I think this was definitely intentional.

FIONNA AND CAKE AS A METAPHOR FOR MARCELINE AND THE ICE KING:

This feels like a crack theory or overanalyzing, but I still want to mention this. One of the main plot points of Episode 1 “Fionna and Cake” is Cake’s mysterious health issue. Cake is obsessed with the cold, only able to recognize her own name and “food.” Cake runs to open the ice dispenser of Fionna’s fridge and ends up staining Fionna’s work clothes, at which Fionna says, “Stop acting crazy!” This wouldn’t be particularly noticeable, but in “I Remember You,” Marceline says this exact phrase to Simon with the exact same cadence, and shortly after, Simon runs to the fridge, just like Cake just did. Cake is Fionna’s cat, and Fionna tries to take care of Cake and take her to the vet. Which I think again could refer to Marceline taking care of Simon while he was the Ice King (Ice King and Cake not understanding what’s going on, the ice motifs that Simon rejects so vehemently in “Simon Petrikov,” etc.) Which, again, refers to how different their dynamic is today, since Marceline has taken care of Ice King and gained so much independence, so different from what Simon remembers.

PREDICTIONS FOR THEIR RELATIONSHIP GOING FORWARD:

It’s hard to imagine all of this is being set up just to be dropped, so this all begs the question, what will their relationship be going forward? What does the series have in mind for their future?

There’s no way Marceline will be happy Simon’s been keeping his problems from her. But she may be able to relate. In “Obsidian,” Marcy tells Princess Bubblegum, “My mom and I didn’t talk about bad stuff. When she got really sick, she didn’t even tell me. She meant well, but I think it messed me up about being honest about my feelings.” We can see this in action, too. She isn’t very communicative in her relationship with Bonnibel before the events of “Obsidian,” she doesn’t talk much about how she’s feeling, and she has a habit of talking about what someone else did rather than how it made her feel. So Simon’s difficulty in honest communication might resonate with her.

Either way, I’m excited to see what the Adventure Time crew is going to come up with for them, especially if Rebecca Sugar is involved!

CONCLUSION:

In conclusion, while the pair are still close, Simon is kind of lost without Marceline to care for and protect every minute of the day. Their relationship dynamic has changed, and, for Simon, the change was very abrupt. He still hasn’t stopped thinking of Marceline as someone he needs to keep feeling positive and calm, and he doesn’t want to tell her about his issues. This can only go one way: angsty. 

Thank you for reading my analysis! My plan is to continue analyzing their relationships as new episodes release, since nothing gets me feeling motivated like new episodes, but I’m also starting up the school year, and it depends on how much Simon and Marcy content we get in the new upcoming episodes, so I can’t make promises. Sorry for the current lack of screenshots, I have an event to go to but when I get back I’ll add some pictures. I hope this at least was some food for the thought. Leave your thoughts about their relationship in the tags, reblogs, or comment section. Also, if this analysis seems all over the place, don’t worry, I’m going back to English class soon, so hopefully things will feel more professional as I brush up on my writing skills.

*I would like to take this opportunity to remind everyone to take care of their mental health and talk to loved ones if they’re experiencing mental unwellness. The themes of Fionna and Cake seem to center a lot around misery and depression, so don’t forget that you are not alone, and there is help available.

Hotline Numbers:

Mental Health or Suicide Crisis Hotline: 988 (you can also text with them using this number.)

#my thoughts on the only father/daughter pair in young adult fiction where the dad isn't a deadbeat or straight up dead and #the bad things they've been through isn't his fault. #or i mean i guess there are others but what is WITH young adult fiction's determination with terrible dads? #there's so much more potential in actual father/daughter love and problems outside of their control #adventure time #fionna and cake #simon and marcy #marceline the vampire queen #marceline adventure time #marceline abadeer #simon petrikov #simon adventure time #fionna campbell #cake the cat #analysis #adventure time analysis #fionna and cake analysis

[carelessflower]

top 10 atrocious shtv plotline

let me preface by saying i do not hate shadowhunters. it camp demon fighting hot people in leather with not enough lighting and candles as regular guest stars. this list is my personal opinion, a little something something rage filled silly little rants of my favorite show and its clown moment. picture this as the inner monologue of the lead in an indie romcom who speaks in metaphors and has a letterbox account. so sit back, grab your set and stele because you will need so much iratze for your sanity.

content warning: this rant will touch upon topics such as mental health, addiction, attempted suicide and incest.

10. magnus lost his magic

magnus is magnificent in everything, so that is why this plotline disappointed me. it has so much potential and they end up doing the bare minimum. there's no way magnus fricking bane has no one to rely on when he lost his magic besides alec. no fricking way. we should have gotten magnus to work out alec's deal with asmodeus by himself. i'm also of the opinion that magnus should be the one to figure out a way to get his magic back (there are lots of good fics exploring this, i recommend you check it out) it end up in this position cause overall it a good and interesting premise and magnus outsmarting his father and using his portal (something that magnus invented) to defeat him is a good conclusion

9. heidi took over dumort and planned to dominate the shadoworld

i mean this happened in the book, but it was given way way more screen time than necessary in the show. please dont tell me a newly born vampire is suddenly a master manipulator and leader and makes every vampire bend to her will. you're trying to be serious not comedy shtv. and how about we give all of heidi screen time to flesh out clary and magnus plotline in S3B more?? or idk, give the lightwood trio A PLOTLINE this season besides being the supporting partner

8. jordan redemption arc

he's an abuser. he's an abuser. HE IS AN ABUSER. we don't need him sobbing and crying and then ‘dying’ in front of maia. i loathe how for a second i thought they gonna make maia go back together with jordan again. the only good thing come out of it is maia getting somewhat closure, and i used that term loosely

7. the owl

jace spent S3A being mind controlled by lilith, struggling, begging to be killed, being mind control again, then free. he doesn't have a single moment after all that bullshit to process because oh we need the plot to move along and another fresh trauma has arrived at the jace station. and oh remember the soul sword thing??? when there's an attempt to write the payoff of jace unintentionally killing a bunch of people? i dont know about you but the show writers sure do not. the rules and influence of lilith over jace is so confusing it is ridiculously hilarious

6. alec and jace's parabatai bond

i've already done a recap of all the wonderful moments of jace parabatai career so i will keep this really simple. picture the parabatai bond as group final assessment. alec is pulling all-nighter, groupchat urging to finish tasks on time, one on one meetings with professor for feedback, two hours finalizing and fixing the final product. jace is "why do i have to do so much" and submitting work late two hours that don't pass the plagiarize check

5. team evil (evil clary + S3B jonathan)

i would like to remind you she turns fully evil in episode 18 and is cured of it in episode 20. they build this evil plotline up through clary burning her hand, snapping at simon once and losing it at aline (who btw i believe is justified in her rage how many people sebastian/jonathan/ginger incest bread have killed) clary turning evil means she now will sexily whisper her line, wear tighter/revealing dress and stare at people with smoldering eyes. because of course, evil female characters are like that. i also need writers for that clace scene in the club when jace's on seelie drug to answer for their crime against my sanity

jonathan S3B is bad. and not even the fun kind. when you compare this character to the one in S2B, he got clear on every possible aspect i almost shed a tear. he, like evil clary, has so much potential. but the way the writing goes makes him just hilariously pathetic. yes i am in fact referring to him yelling 'YOU WILL NEVER LOVE ME' at clary and then flying away in his devil cosplay

4. merlion getting taken to the silent brothers

alec is shit for blindly following the clave's order, jace betrays his parabatai and along with izzy and clary conducts a stupid plan that can create an all-out war and involves two of the downworlder leaders in all that. also, magnus steal alec stele aka the acting head stele…because bad decision is infectious in this episode. considering how serious they’re trying to make the political aspect of the show to be, the fact that this exists. literally insane. this whole plotline is to highlight how clary is the hero who stands up for justice and morals and all of that when she the one contributing the least. she just stands around lets everyone do stuff for her and they're trying to convince us she's the hero. then she and jace fuck off to another dimension after roping people into their mess because that is what a good hero does.

that screencap. she said that surrounding by downworlders. her kendall jenner pepsi world peace era

3. alec's mental health

alec try to jump off that balcony and the only person they show having any concern over it is magnus in the next episode. oh no no, not even in that lightwood family talk in the same episode of the balcony thing, with you know, his mom and his parabatai, not a word. and the only one who says anything related to it is clary of all people. im convinced the whole alec killing off jocelyn is for alec to feel guilty and then ease him into a friendship with clary because this is no way to handle this type of story there is no way. and it is not like they say oh well, here's the end of this. because they include shots of alec pinching his hands at that hospital scene. what was the reason? has alec not had enough on his plate already? friendly reminder, iris's spell at that party caused people to project their insecurities and everyone was fighting each other. and who does alec blame? who does he fight? who he thinks is worthless of living and no one will miss? himself. do they drop this storyline faster than clace romance? yes!

2. clace

ah, instant love that makes no sense because we are supposed to believe it is the way it is. the writers keep telling us there is nothing compared to their love but doesn't show us SHIT when it comes to that. don't believe me? oh, okay, the number of dates that they have before crusty lord of the lifetime valentine morgenshit breaks the fake sibling news is that time when jace stands and watches clary get encanto and tough inappropriately by a vampire and their rendezvous with fake dad. then in S2A they mostly interact when clary is in trouble and needs jace help. clary dates the first person she knows already has feeling for her, jace goes around very around. they don't bond or try to talk or interact besides jace constantly looking sulkily at clary and simon. then 2x14 it all reveals she loves jace she desires jace no one for her but jace. and i totally forgot jace's confession via the soul sword about loving clary, not the way you would love a sister and all that. their first date as an again couple is 3x02…the love confession is ridiculous because he's saying all these things despite us literally never seeing that on screen. they bonk when clary still links with her psychopath brother, that whole scene alone should pay for my therapy. we kept being told they are in love, but we are never shown that. hey, maybe some advice. slapping romantic music over a scene will not make the scene romantic, you actually need to write it too. this relationship goes nowhere because itself and the two characters inside it doesn't change. it's always clary wants something so jace push everyone and everything under the solar system out of the way to give it to her. this wouldn't be a problem if, yk, it is only in the first season and they have character development. but let me remind you S3B they summon lilith back to earth despite magnus losing his magic to help defeat her (didn't make it to this list but a very strong honorary mention) with the worst possible plan. relying on a guy simon knew for less than the time clary and jace spent thinking through their plan. it like you are asking for him to betray you

aldetree izzy raphael and yinfen 

one of the only major plotlines izzy has. and it's this. because of course this addict seeks a provider then both fall in love and the provider becomes addict again is super duper appropriate to happen to these two. two of the poc characters who are prominent in the show. one of the few female characters. of course very splendid decisions right there. and at the end of the series izzy gets together with someone who can make her relapse again. all because this storyline that could have been cut off and replaced with something more decent. but nope! sexily blood drinking time!

tag list: @dustandducks @cityofdownwardspirals @magnus-the-maqnificent @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @wildesummerchild @cam-ryt @khaleesiofalicante @idk-i-just-really-like-tsc

#shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #jace herondale #clary fray #isabelle lightwood #jonathan morgenstern #anti show jace #anti shtv jace #anti show clace

[symwinter]

So… about that Miraculous rewrite, what do you have in mind?

Okay, thank you for asking, I appreciate it. I’ll try and make this as concise as possible, because there’s a lot and I tend to ramble, so I’ve made it in the form of a numbered list:

1. I don’t plan on redeeming Chloé. I feel like despite actually knowing why Chloé didn’t get redeemed, there’s a pretty decent lesson about how entitlement doesn’t mean you get what you want that they definitely also could’ve gone with of if they were a bit smarter with it.

2. No zodiac kwami. They’re the bane of my existence. Why are two of them time travel based in power?

3. Adrienette is the endgame couple.

4. As of right now I’m sitting at three seasons, each one being 16 episodes plus three specials but I might either add a season four or make season three longer. One of the specials is the alternate dimension one. I love the concept of it.

5. I also gave the show an actual timeline. Because the Christmas specials says it’s Adrien’s first Christmas without his mother, but then season one has the Valentine’s Day episode which means it’s February and then the school year in France starts in September so if we look at season one as somewhat chronological, it means the Christmas special is wrong and that drove me crazy so I just redid the whole timeline. Because it would be his second Christmas without his mom.

6. Nathalie doesn’t have an unrequited crush on Gabriel. I never quite got that.

7. Any rich kid that was a sentimonster isn’t one anymore. The peacock miraculous doesn’t create sentimonsters but rather charms enemies as its main skill.

8. Adrien has more of a backbone than he does is canon and Marinette’s crush on. Adrian is a bit more healthy.

9. Rather than using potions to unlock new skills, the kwamis can manifest them themselves. They just need to expend extra energy and there are just some situations where that’s more difficult. I just feel like the book and the potions and the rennlings from the Shanghai special make the kwamis feel less like something ancient powerful and more like a tool. And also because Frozer takes place in January/February and Syren takes place in March/April (both are season two episodes though).

10. Up until the collector, Natalie didn’t know that Gabriel was Hawkmoth and agrees to wear the butterfly miraculous in order to get Gabriel to let Adrien go back to school and not be able to pull them out for a stupid reason anymore otherwise she’ll just go to the cops and be like “my boss is the supervillain.” She does this again in Simon Says but with Adrien’s love life as a preemptive caution.

11. Adrien is in the finale battle. I don’t get why they didn’t include him in season 5.

12. Emilie Agreste is a famous actress so her disappearance (aka I haven’t quite settled on what I want to do with her) is a lot more well-known to the public.

13. I am planning on renaming both of Felix‘s parents. I just haven’t quite settled on names yet.

I think that’s all I got right now. I’ve mainly been focussing on the timeline and the episode list and any changes to episodes rather than the characters themselves which feels counterproductive, but it’s just the way that my brain works, especially since I find it really difficult to think out Marinette and Adrien as individuals. My brain kinda just weaves them together.



#miraculous ladybug #symwinter’s trash writing #symwinter answers

[be-curious-and-not-judgemental]

Another installment of the reluctant male re-watch.

We completed episode 4 and 5. There was more scoffing, a few chuckles and less questions. He seems to be fully engaged. Which is a good thing as the Reluctant Male is leaving on Friday for work in another country for 6 weeks. So we've only got a few days to get through the next few episodes. Fingers crossed we can get the last three episodes in.

Observations in no particular order:

1) "I'm not a huge fan of this couple, she keeps talking him into marrying her sister when he has admitted he wants no such thing. It feels repetitive. " I sort of understand where he's coming from. They have great chemistry but it does tend to drag out. Daphne and Simon were married by episode 5 and struggled after whereas Kanthony are in will they/won't they purgatory. But man, good chemistry!

2) "I don't really get the problem with Eloise. Is she planning to marry this guy and if that happens, what will happen to her?" I explain that she marries someone else and I DO spoil it and point out Phillip Crane which confused him majorly as Marina is still married to him. "How are they gonna pull that one off? So this Theo guy and her don't do anything? And why is Penelope watching?"

3) "this guy has to be bi cuz they give him moments of him talking and looking at guys but then he's all out having sex with every woman he meets. He seems pretty free, he's like the anti-Anthony." Which is a great observation about Benedict (I'm kind of blown away at his views sometimes, he's usually pretty clueless in life...)

4)"I like the olive joke. That's the first time he seems to be relaxed and making jokes." I then reminded him of the farm joke and taking his stick out which he replied that he wished Colin was always like that, which I totally agree. He seems more like book-Colin in those moments.

5) "ouch, that was harsh! Poor Colin. Guy seems out of touch... and sort of not part of the show or something. And you say his storyline is season 3? I don't know... how do you turn his character from this guy to like in love with Penelope cuz right now he seems stuck on the other girl." And with this statement, I tried warming him up to Colin and Penelope's upcoming season but so far, he doesn't see it. I shudder to think what he'll say after Colin's final remark about Penelope in the last episode. Breaking my Polin heart he doesn't see the potential... yet.

6) "I like Daphne more this season. Way more."

7) "the Featheringtons are a mess! I like their funny moments but what a disaster family!"

I point blank asked him for his favourite characters. Right off the bat, Portia is mentioned. As well as Lady Bridgerton (which consider me shocked cuz he never really mentions her while we watch). He claims he likes the artist brother the best. He is apparently not a fan of Anthony or Lady Danbury (who he did like in the beginning). He thinks the actress who plays Kate is hot, 🙄such a guy thing to say but also, he's not wrong.

#polin #bridgerton #bridgerton season 3 #the reluctant male re watch #bridgerton season two #thanks for sticking around #almost complete until season 3 drops

[somereaderinblue]

The Batman (2004) Season 6

A/N: This is purely fanmade. I do not own The Batman (2004). I’m just a fan who wishes this underrated gem of a cartoon got another season.

Episode 1: Batgirl in Wonderland

Blonde girls are disappearing throughout Gotham. Determined to help, Batgirl volunteers to use herself as bait to lure out the kidnapper. Unfortunately, she finds herself going down a rabbit hole she might not come out of.

(Appearance: Mad Hatter)

Episode 2: What’s Darker than Vengeance? Fear

After Commissioner Gordon is injured on a botched raid, Batman begins to hallucinate his worst fears and falls into depression. Can the Dark Knight overcome his self-doubt before Gotham turns into a living nightmare?

(Appearance: Scarecrow) 

Episode 3: Game On

A seemingly reformed Riddler enters a partnership with Simon Stagg to develop advanced virtual-reality. Unfortunately, it’s a ploy to trap Gotham’s wealthiest and access their fortunes. Robin has to level up fast or it’s game over for Gotham’s Elite, including Bruce Wayne.

Episode 4: Cheshire’s Grin

Detective Yin returns as a dangerous assassin appears in Gotham. Her target? The Batman.

(Appearance: Cheshire)

Episode 5: Oh, Shiny!

With Batman still recovering from the attempt on his life, it’s up to Batgirl and Robin to get to the bottom of a series of jewelry heists across town.

(Appearance: Magpie)

Episode 6: Girl’s Day Out

Detective Yin is assigned to keep an eye on Harley after the former-Rogue is released on parole. Things get hairy when Poison Ivy is thrown into the mix. Yin has to think fast before this bad day ends in the worst way possible. 

Episode 7: Beyond Time

A daily checkup of the Watchtower’s systems takes an interesting turn when the Batfamily stumbles upon a teen in need of help. The kicker isn’t the time-travelling villain, but the fact that the teen is Batman too!

(Appearance: Chronos)

Episode 8: World’s Finest Mess

A glitch in Luthor’s latest invention causes Batman and Superman to swap bodies! Both caped crusaders have to juggle their new powers (or lack thereof) and new personas both in and out of the costume.

Episode 9: Take Your Best Shot

Batman teams up with Green Arrow and a mysterious woman named Talia to stop Count Vertigo. As if the count’s hypnosis isn’t bad enough, he’s guarded by an archer that rivals Green Arrow in skill but outmatches him in ruthlessness.

(Appearance: Talia al Ghul, Count Vertigo & Merlyn)

Episode 10: Zoilist

Bitter over the loss of his job, former police chief Angel Rojas forms his own ‘task force’ to clean the streets of Gotham. Unfortunately, his teammate, Deathstroke, has other plans.

(Appearance: Deathstroke)

Episode 11: The Man-Bats Strike!

An army of Man-Bats have invaded Gotham! Although reformed, Kirk Langstrom’s sudden disappearance causes many to point fingers. However, Batman believes there’s more to it than meets the eye.

(Appearance: Killer Croc & Terrible Trio)

Episodes 12 & 13 (season finale): The Demon’s Quest

When Barbara is kidnapped on campus & Robin disappears in the middle of patrol, Batman begins a fruitless search. At the same time, an old mentor appears in the Batcave to ask for help as his daughter, Talia has been abducted as well. Left with no leads, Batman forms an uneasy alliance with Ra’s al-Ghul.

#the batman 2004 #batman #batfam #this cartoon deserved another season

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DOCTOR WHO TOP 10 - 1st Doctor

So, I threatened to do this a while ago, and I'm finally ready. This is my first top 10 in a series of Doctor Who top 10s.

Expanded universe wil be included, always. Let's go.

10. A Big Hand for the Doctor

Out of the 11 Doctors, 11 stories anthology, this might be my favourite one? Although a few of the others are great as well.

It's just so... weird. I mean, all of those short stories are likely written by people with little to no knowledge of eu. So Colfer (who I am predisposed to like, because I loved Artemis Fowl as a kid) isn't tied to... I dunno, Quinnis? Operation Proteus? He's probably never even heard of them. So he creates a glimpse of a whole new NewWho-esque era that takes place before Totter's Lane. One that (unlike the one presented in Fugitive of the Judoon) seems actually fun and interesting.

The 1st Doctor had a cybernetic arm for all of his episodes. Why? Because why the fuck not.

9. The Savages

Whenever some weird incel on the internet says "Doctor Who was never about politics!", the correct answer to that is "Shut the fuck up and go watch The Savages." Or it would be, if any of it still existed.

Don't get me wrong - William Hartnell's Doctor Who era was very political. Mostly with "Nazis bad" and "cold war bad", which are both solid takes. But this serial has balls.

It has no monsters, it's just a parable about South Africa. I don't know, I just think it's really cool for this children's sci-fi show in mid-1960s to go "Yeah, fuck apartheid!"

8. The Edge of Destruction

I haven't seen this one for years but from what I remember and what I know about it, I like it a lot. It's just this weird filler, except it's not at all, because it's an integral part of each character's arc. It has a profound weirdness about it which I adore.

It's Doctor Who, as originally intended.

7. Home Truths

I listened to this one recently for the first time and - wow. Just wow. It's just dripping with atmosphere. I love it a lot and need to listen to the rest of that trilogy now.

6. Dalek Invasion of Earth

It's the one where the Daleks... actually become the Daleks. From opressors on a futuristic planet, bound to a single city, to galactic conquerors. Iconic, and for very good reasons.

5. Journey Out of Terror

Simon Guerrier is just fucking excelent at writing the 1st Doctor, Ian, and Barbara. There's no way around it, this short story is properly brilliant and you should read it if you haven't done so yet.

4. The Daleks' Master Plan

I love the madness of the Master Plan. It's a lot bigger than manageable. It's ambitious and epic and I adore it to bits. It has the Monk! Huge empires! Jumping through time! Cold war parallels! A Christmas special! There's nothing like it. Hopefully more of it returns to the archives one day.

3. The Aztecs

The Aztecs is one of the purest Doctor Who experiences ever. It's really funny, but also quite dark. It has action and adventure, yet stops to think about history and culture, as well as the philosophy of time travel. It feels timeless.

2. The Keys of Marinus

The Keys of Marinus is widely disliked and overall not a beloved story. Which is, of course, bullshit.

I love it so goddamn much. It's the first "Classic Who" serial that was genuinely FUN for me to watch. It made me fall in love with Doctor Who again, in the same way I feel in love the 11th Doctor's era. It's amazing and should be recognised as such.

1. The Time Meddler

Alright, this is one the most beloved Hartnell era serials. And... for good reasons.

I love this story. It's clever and fun and inovative and just all around marvelous time. I can't help it, the Doctor x Monk rivalry just gets me. The setting is excellent. And it kinda invents the final bits of Doctor Who that weren't invented by Season 1.

#doctor who #1st doctor #first doctor #top 10 #doctor who eu #finally getting around to this #dfpost

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PROOF APOLLO WEARS HAWAIIAN SHIRTS

“The Tri-Ni-Sette machine is failing. The world will die.” “We can’t do anything going forward. Going backwards, however, is another matter.” Ryohei had his mission: To go back. To before the most recent Arcobaleno Curse, to before the slaughter of the Simone. To before the Tri-Ni-Sette System finally gave out. Ryohei was used to loss, in the ring and in life. But this time, he promises, he’ll win. Reborn had his mission: Get in this man’s pants, or die trying. After all, Reborn was nothing if not an Icarus. (Or: The ‘size matters’ fic)

Parings: Reborn/Sasagawa Ryohei Characters: Reborn (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Ten Years Later Sasagawa Ryouhei, Sasagawa Ryouhei, Vindice (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Arcobaleno (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Checker Face | Kawahira Tags: Time Travel Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Ryouhei Time Travels

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

CHAPTER 5: AND ICARUS' LIFE, IT HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN

Reborn wondered how he had missed it. That massive Sun. A supernova, sitting just out of the corner of his eye. 

That Sun was nothing short of massive. 

How the hell had he never met him before?

The man in the church got to his feet with a swift grace, entire body coiled in preparation. A fighter, that much Reborn could be sure of. And a seasoned one at that.

And yet, as Reborn looked upon his face, no name came to mind.

How had he never heard of him before? A Flame that sheer size — there was no way the Mafia would have left it alone. Reborn could say that from experience. 

Reborn watched their Flame, feeling how brightly it burnt. He just couldn’t get over how huge it was, it was bigger than Reborn’s. 

And Reborn had no name for it.

Curiosity curled in Reborn’s mind, a kind of itching purr that demanded he satisfy. He turned and slowly moved through the pew, crunching kaleidoscopic stained glass and stepping over a cooling cadaver. 

“And who might you be?” Reborn purred, watching those Flames flicker and swirl.

The Sun was happy to see him. They were scared to see him. The latter he could understand, the prior, however…

The man in the church chose which side to listen to. Like a shot, he burst from his spot in the pews and was bounding down the aisle towards the doors.

“Oh?” Reborn uttered, watching the retreating figure, clad in an eyesore of a Hawaiian shirt. “Playing chase, are we?”

He took a moment to check the load in his pistol. Then he cast an uninterested glance upon the body left in the aisle. 

“I’m sure they’ll find him,” Reborn shrugged and fixed his hat. 

Reborn felt his lips slip into a grin as he gave chase, following the warm scent of sunshine and the bright colours of that shirt. 

The man had chosen to slip into the masses of the town square, but that only did him so many favours when he was the only one for miles dressed so ridiculously. All it took Reborn to find him, perched upon a rooftop, was to scan the crowds for a nauseating mix of bright pink hibiscus and neon green palm fronds. 

Reborn smiled when he spotted him, walking through the crowd like he was right at home. Didn’t so much as look over his shoulder.

This man was used to being tailed. 

How had Reborn never heard of him?

Reborn watched the man duck into a store, and idly peruse some products, finding an excuse to stay out of the open. He hummed and tilted his head.

Then he lifted his head as the Sun came strolling out of the shop, a kind of newfound drive to his stride. His body language was that of someone who had made a decision, had made a plan. 

Reborn followed him with sharp eyes, waiting for an action.

The man turned into a side street off the main, empty save for excess produce and only wide enough for one man. Then he broke into a sprint.

Reborn raised an eyebrow. This mystery Sun was trying to run again.

Reborn sighed and loaded his gun, watching the man sprint without breaking a sweat. Reborn was going to have to work on his cardio.

☀

Reborn sat in a dark room, fingers lightly drumming on the barrel of his pistol. Before him on the table were papers strewn, every hint of a man with Sun in his veins and a scar on his nose collected in these documents from Kosovo to Bhutan. Reborn had searched hard for these, with minimal information to go on and had called in a few favours too.

And yet, there was no trace of a man named ‘Ryohei’.

Well, there was. An obvious paper trail that was so civilian it was nearly laughable. A fittingly below-average high school record, a general course at a community college, and a bit of on and off work at some defunct convenience stores and warehouses. Not to be misunderstood, whoever cobbled this together was good, good enough to all but send Reborn on a wild goose chase for a whole week. But when Reborn looked closer, chased the details and examined the fine lines, the story just fell apart for him, every file and ID sliding off Ryohei like oil on water.

“What’s your name?” Reborn had asked, standing over the man, a foot on his chest and gun at his head. 

The man was almost glowing under him, chest heaving with every breath after nearly an hour worth of running under the hot Italian sun. He looked like he wanted to do more. Never enough, always just a bit more of an edge, a bit more of a bite, a bit more of a bullet in his shoulder and under a heel. 

Reborn had smiled at that, feeling that fire burning in his veins in reply, gun heavy in his hand.

“Ryohei,” he had responded after a long pause. Nearly breathless.

It wasn’t a lie. 

Of that, Reborn was sure. 

Reborn had met his share of liars in his time, knew just about every tell and could spot one in the crowd with just a glance. This man, this Ryohei, wasn’t a liar. Not this time.

And yet, as Reborn sat at the table and frowned down at the picture provided to him by a broker of some gnarly-jawed man with a starburst scar all along his nose ridge, Reborn was coming up empty-handed time and time again. 

Reborn couldn’t find Ryohei. And he was so excited.

Usually, even the best-hidden men could be found within days, maybe weeks of hard searching. Reborn had been searching for nearly a month at this point. 

Who the hell was Ryohei? And how the hell had Reborn never heard of him?

Reborn leant back in his chair, hearing the wooden frame groan with him as he remembered that supernova dressed in a Hawaiian shirt. That man who was practically alight with Sun, it was like seeing a flame in the night. 

Ryohei was an utter beacon. The biggest Reborn had ever seen and with such a vibrant Will—

How the hell had Reborn never heard of him?

Reborn put his hat on the table and ran his hand through his hair, trying to soothe the sizzling in his skin and the bubble of his blood. Just thinking of that man made Reborn’s blood run faster, like a Pavlovian response. 

He was just so delightful. 

“What? Do you think I’m some kind of miracle worker?”

Ryohei hadn’t missed a beat, “Kinda? Yeah?”

Reborn blinked, peering at Ryohei through the bars. Then he puffed up a bit, shoulders squared, and looked rather proud as he said, “Black car. They’re driving fast.”

Ryohei grinned at Reborn, “Knew it.”

Reborn chuffed, “Such faith.”

What gave Ryohei such blind faith in Reborn? Such an intense trust and regard that even on the barrel-end of a gun, Ryohei still smiled with teeth and reached to hold Reborn’s wrist with a burning hand. It was equal parts foolish and flattering.

Reborn used his fingertips to trace the plates of the gun, feeling the vent and gear, warm to the touch with Sun swirling in the barrel. 

Trust, excitement, recognition, fear, faith. Ryohei had such faith. What gave Ryohei such faith?

A misguided, self-serving imagined version of Reborn? Maybe. Maybe in the beginning when Ryohei’s eyes had flashed with fear and a nearly heartbreaking hope as he uttered the name ‘Reborn’ like a prayer on that chapel floor. 

Reborn had nearly broken into shivers when he had met those eyes, brighter than a solar flare, that looking past and beyond him. And Reborn had watched as those eyes changed, burnt brighter with a renewed energy as Ryohei ran and gazed upon Reborn with a kind of intimate understanding, like Reborn was somehow ‘his’. 

Reborn leant his jaw against his gun, remembering those rough knuckles against his skin. Reborn had wondered how his face hadn’t caught ablaze at that touch. White-hot as pale hair and as all-consuming as a booming voice.

Ryohei nearly melted Reborn.

Reborn’s eyes dropped to see Leon quietly plodding along the table, documents and photos dragging behind his tail. Leon peered up at Reborn and the blurry photo of Ryohei, propped up against a bottle of wine.

“I’ll be seeing him tomorrow. I’ll get my answers then,” Reborn told Leon and took a sip of sun-sweet wine. “It’s a date.”

☀

Reborn hated the tale of Icarus.

The tale of a little man who flew too close to the sun, went above his ‘station’ and came crashing down, his hubris his undoing. ‘Little Icarus’ had been whispered into his ears ever since Reborn took his first big bounty. As he rose in infamy, so did the chant of little Icarus, little Icarus, little Icarus, fall down!

The only difference now was that Reborn was far from ‘little’, and anyone who said otherwise was a fool.

Now, the people chanted Icarus, Icarus, the world’s greatest Icarus, come crashing down! Prove you have risen above your station, reached beyond your dues. Show us your wings are made of wax and let us bask in the warmth as you lay burning at our feet, as human and simple as the rest of us!

That one day he would find his match, find his ‘sun’ and burn for the rest of these simple, mortal men who knew better than to reach too far. That his lust for everything, would leave him with nothing.

Reborn had always excelled, simply because he never accepted anything less. If there was a skill in this world, Reborn wanted to harness it, break it down to its smallest parts and understand it, inside and out. He never did anything with half a heart, he wasn’t built that way. 

A Sun was active, constantly bubbling with near volcanic-levels of Activity. And a Sun of Reborn’s size and purity? It was no wonder he had been abandoned when he was young, his mother must have suffered heat stroke simply holding him in her womb. 

Reborn was in a constant state of action, needing a constant release. Run faster, jump further, fly higher on wings of wax. Nothing satiated him, nothing could keep him down. Reborn had experienced far more than a single man could ever. 

He had lived beyond his years, and had acted out all their fears. Done everything all those folk who chanted ‘Icarus’ were too scared and mortal to do. 

And so they chanted and whispered behind their hands about the tale of Icarus, and how Reborn would, inevitably, come crashing down. How Reborn, who represented everything they wanted but were too scared to reach, would burn for their egos.

That one day he would find his sun.

But Reborn knew that no mere ‘sun’ could burn him out. He’d need nothing short of a supernova. For someone like that to exist, it was impossible. He could have heard of them by now, their tale.

And as Reborn sat upon that pew in an abandoned chapel, watching the candlelight caress sun-kissed skin while the scent of smoke filled the air, he began to wonder if he had found his impossibility. His supernova.

Ryohei’s voice was soft and gravelly as he said, “I don’t exist.”

“Why?” 

Ryohei shrugged, “Same reason as you, I guess.”

“So you’re Mafia-connected,” Reborn said, finally having proof of that suspicion.

Ryohei’s smile was weak but warm, and he cradled the newly stuck match in his palms like it was something precious as he led it to the wick. The light ebbed and flowed across his cheeks, that bandage, in his eyes. It lit him like a summer’s morning.

“Yeah, you got me. I’m Mafia-connected.”

“What Family?” Reborn asked, wanting to know who had claim on Ryohei, on his Flame.

The match was snuffed again, and Ryohei shrugged as he put aside that match. 

“I can’t tell you, sorry.”

“That’s two.”

Another match struck to life with a hiss, seething into existence. 

“Are you in Harmony?” 

Ryohei’s hands flinched back and the little flame on the candlewick died out before it had a chance. Ryohei thinned his lips and said, “Not anymore.”

Oh. 

Reborn watched the way Ryohei’s face dimmed, and crossed one leg over another. 

Ryohei had been in Harmony, but it had not gone well. Reborn stored that piece of important information away.

“I see,” Reborn uttered, never looking away from that reproachfully sad expression on the man’s face. “Where do you currently live? Your base of operations.”

“The red building on the corner, just a bit further than where we met earlier.”

Funny. He’d give away his home address faster than the name of his ex-allegiance. Ryohei was still loyal, even if only to their memory. 

Faithful, loyal. What a delightful man Reborn had found for himself. 

At a distance, so warm and inviting like a mid-summer day. And the closer you got, the hotter he burnt, creeping closer to the surface of the sun itself, an entire star’s worth of nuclear heat. 

So hot to the touch, Reborn wondered if he’d melt if he reached out and grasped it.

One more push.

“Why are you looking for Bermuda?” Reborn asked.

“I can’t—”

“Then that’s three,” Reborn said, and let that heat flush all across his skin and seep into his suit.

Ryohei flinched and dropped the match, brown eyes wide in the candlelight. Reborn caught it before it could land on the tablecloth and lit the final candle, letting that light bloom in Ryohei’s eyes.

“Ryohei,” Reborn said slowly. They weren’t not touching, never touching, but leaning so close Reborn could nearly physically feel the way Ryohei’s Flame thundered like a heartbeat. “Who is Bermuda?”

“I can’t—”

“Uh-uh, remember the rules,” Reborn tutted, and smiled when Ryohei took a deep breath to try and calm himself down, only to choke on the scent of Reborn’s cologne. “Answer me, Ryohei. Who is Bermuda?”

The hesitation was clear, Reborn could almost hear the cog turning in Ryohei’s head. 

“We had a deal.”

Ryohei shifted his weight, feet finding a solid hold on the ground in a balanced stance, and Reborn felt that incandescent moment shoulder-blades left a scorching path along his chest. It was accidental, a fleeting glance, but Reborn had to resist the urge to unbutton his dress shirt to check if there was a brand left in his chest.

“I’m not meant to tell you. Just know that,” Ryohei said slowly. 

Reborn hummed low as Ryohei’s voice washed over his ears, and leant that final distance. The touch was utterly sultry and spread to every nerve in his skin, setting Reborn alight like he had been doused in gasoline. 

Reborn reached forward and grasped the altar on either side of Ryohei, feeling the cool wood on his palms — so different from the heat that was burning its way down his throat as he laid his chin on Ryohei’s shoulder. 

“But you will,” Reborn hummed, feeling like he was basking in a fire, utterly purged down to that black pit of a soul he carried with him.

“Bermuda is—”

Answers. Reborn wanted answers so badly. Who was Ryohei and why had Reborn never heard of him before? A Mafia man with an absolutely massive Flame, completely under Reborn’s radar. An impossibility. A supernova in a Hawaiian shirt.

Reborn wanted answers. But not now. 

“Nevermind. I don’t need to know yet,” he said and peeled himself away from that utterly torrid body. “Why spoil the fun now? A good hitman knows when to wait,” Reborn purred, “You’ll tell me, Ryohei, in due time. Even if you’re gasping it out.”

Ryohei blinked. Then he grinned, eyes bright as he vehemently agreed, “Right! Earning your answers through a fair fight is the most extreme way to get to the truth!”

There was a long pause, and then Reborn let out a quick bark of a laugh. Oh, Ryohei was such a delightful man. Dense as a brick, but so blindly honest and had such faith in Reborn’s character. 

And while he was a bit off, he wasn’t wrong. Reborn had intended to have this inferno of a man on his back, but he was more than cordial to the idea of being the one to put him there. Nothing got the body loose and hot like a good workout, afterall.

“You want to fight?” Reborn breathed out, calm again with a small smile playing on his lips. “We can do it like that too. I’ve never been one to turn down a bit of tasteful rough play.”

Ryohei grinned wide, unabashed with his enthusiasm and brighter than any sun.

“Oh Ryohei,” Reborn sighed, gazing upon that utterly luminescent face.

Then Reborn witnessed the first light of the new daylight up the stained glass window behind Ryohei. Blue, red, green and yellow utterly aglow with sunshine and donned Ryohei with a halo of sunlight.

☀

The window unlatched with a soft ‘click’ and long legs slipped in. Black, polished dress shoes touched the floor without a sound, followed by a slim torso and a fedora clad head. The figure stood in the room, straightening his suit jacket as he took stock of the place.

Ryohei’s living conditions were less than stellar. 

Water stains were seeping through the off-white paint in the corners, and the drapes were an unappealing shade of spoilt yellow. The apartment itself was sizable enough, plenty of room for a single person or maybe a couple, but whoever had owned it before had obviously not cared for whoever came next, with all the damage left behind.

Reborn grimace at the sticky substance left on the hardwood floors, remnants of some kind of carpet.  

The room was mostly spartan and sparsely furnished. A bed, a table and chair and a boxing bag leant against the corner. There was minimal cushioning for minimal comfort. Ryohei didn’t spend a lot of time in this place.

Reborn touched the surface of the dining table and felt the grooves in the soft, wooden top. Thin, curved lines, strikes and dents. Used for dining and writing. Reborn could just imagine Ryohei lent over this table late at night, a lukewarm meal at his elbow as he glared holes through whatever task he had laid before him. 

Reborn turned and walked through the room, hearing the floors groan under his steps and the sound of running water hiss through the walls. Ryohei’s wardrobe was eye searing, and Reborn had to resist the urge to slam the doors shut as soon as he opened them. Hawaiian shirts, a collection of maybe ten or so, with a pile of assorted green-grey cargo shorts dumped haphazardly in the bottom. 

Then a flash of unseasonal black caught the hitman’s eye, and he turned to see a pair of fine dress shoes tucked into the corner. He pushed those vibrant colours to the side and pulled another flash of black off the rack.

A suit. Expensive, bespoke and tasteful. Mafia grade to the highest degree — ‘to the extreme’. 

Reborn withheld a snort as that scream echoed in the far recesses of his mind, followed by a Pavlovian rush of heat. 

So, Ryohei had a proper suit and tie. Whatever Family he had been in, he had served publicly. Perhaps even as the Don’s Guardian, if the quality of this suit had anything to say. 

From Japan. A competitive boxer. Out of Harmony and a possible Don’s ex-Guardian. 

Reborn caressed the suit with his hand, feeling the sturdy seams and luxurious fabric. He’d love to see Ryohei dressed in this one day, suited up like a proper Mafioso, dressed like the utterly monumental Flame he was.

He hung the suit back up with a mournful farewell and let it disappear behind the swath of Hawaiian shirts again.

Reborn scanned the room again, before coming to a stop beside Ryohei’s bed, still messy from the morning. He sat himself down on the edge with a huff, feeling the sheets, softened from use, and some kind of herby scent from the soaps Ryohei used in his nightly showers.

He leant forward and reached under the bed frame, palming around the dusty floorboards until his fingers caught on something in the dark. It groaned as Reborn dragged a suitcase out into the light.

Reborn unlocked the latches with two distinct snaps and opened the suitcase. 

The photo of a young woman smiled up at him, her hair short-cut and a warm honey colour. She had her hand on her stomach, cradling a belly swollen with pregnancy. 

“I have a nephew on the way.”

Reborn looked upon the woman: the shape of her eyes, the curve of her smile. This was Ryohei’s sister. A recent photo too, if this was the nephew incoming.

He examined the photo and the background. Wherever the woman lived, she did so with comfort. She was surrounded by soft, woven blankets, wood, metal and marble furniture, and no few works of Japanese ceramic arts. Beside her was a plate of sliced blood oranges despite the weather outside the window. Unseasonal, imported, expensive. 

Ryohei Sasagawa had come from good money — or distributed his own.

Reborn gently turned to the next photo. The same woman, this time with another lady of pale skin and black hair. The both of them were dressed up in white, gazing upon each other as newlyweds.

Reborn flipped to the back of the photo but found no penned-down date or names. 

He went to the next photo, being careful to keep everything in the order he found them. A man and a woman sat together in a dimly lit room, each cradling cups that were visibly steaming. From what he could see, they looked undoubtedly similar, almost to the point of siblings with their build, style and colouration. But Reborn wasn’t convinced, if anything their similarities rang more true to imitation, he’d say. 

The woman was facing the fireplace, eyepatch and expression of near-dozing cast in that soft light. The man’s face was obscured by shadow as he stared straight ahead toward the camera. The only feature Reborn could make out was the red glint from the man’s right eye. Reborn kept note of that identifying trait. 

He moved to the next one; a bright afternoon in a park or field, with the figures of several youths running amok. There was a young girl dressed in red, a boy in cow print and another boy dressed in a green, knitted vest and jeans. All of them were running towards a familiar in the foreground of the photo. Sasagawa Ryohei stood with his arms open to those children, his face round and bright, he looked barely a day over eighteen in this photo. Young, vibrant.

He was dressed in a white singlet and nearly covered in dirt, a sunhat hanging from his neck by the drawstring. Reborn let his thumb trace the edge of that smile, face all crinkled up in a laugh as the sun got in his eyes. 

Reborn looked up as the sound of running water shut off, and with it, that low roar from the bathroom shower. The shudder of a towel rack, the thump of wet, bare feet hitting a bath mat over tile. 

The door opened with a near cacophonous creak, and Ryohei came striding out of the bathroom, a towel tied around his waist and another around his shoulders.

Reborn leant back on one hand, reclining on that bed, tipped back his hat and gazed at Ryohei. That photo hadn’t done his biceps justice, and Reborn was always one to appreciate a good, broad chest. Years of conditioning had gone into that body, with supple, bouncy skin showing hydration and good meals. He was the utter definition of ‘fighting trim’.

Ryohei turned his eyes on Reborn from the bathroom doorway, pale blond hair plastered to his forehead and in his eyes. He reached up and pushed it all back, before he grinned and said, “Hi Reborn! Fancy seeing you here—”

Then he saw what was in Reborn’s hands, and in an instant, Reborn felt his heart slow into a Pavlovian response. Calm down and assess, take control of the situation. Never panic.

Reborn smiled, and tipped the picture in Ryohei’s direction in acknowledgement. “Your sister, she looks a lot like you.” 

Ryohei crossed the room, leaving behind wet footsteps that caught the yellow bulb from the bathroom and looked like gold. He approached, backlit by that warm, honey light. It crept over his shoulders and defined the curves of his skin, carving him out like something Reborn had seen in museums and vaults.

“Very beautiful,” he murmured, head tilted back to witness the Flames lick at the inside of Ryohei’s chest, the water on his skin slowly evaporating one trailing droplet at a time.

Ryohei looked down at him, something so very protective flashing through those all too emotive eyes, before he said, “Yeah, my little sister’s really beautiful. She had boys fighting over her all the time.”

Ryohei took the photos out of Reborn’s hands, hot fingers grazing Reborn’s own, and placed them back into his suitcase. He knelt and snapped the case shut, but not before Reborn saw a pile of ripped and torn pages, bound in a bloody and yellow bandage. He caught a snatch of what was written in Japanese characters, scratchy and rushed, a flow of conscience.

‘——— jumped out of his skin when ——— and I set up a trap, never seen him so spooked. Funny as hell.’

‘When —— and —— said their vows, mum told me to stop crying so loud but I was so happy for them.’

‘——- and ———- set up this huge party for ———’s 21st birthday-’

The clasps snapped shut and Ryohei pushed the suitcase back under his bed. He lingered there for a moment, staring at the bedsheet, swinging still.

Reborn looked down at him, at the water dripping from his hair and down his spine.

“What is all that in the suitcase, Ryohei?” He asked, despite already knowing.

Ryohei lifted his eyes and Reborn made sure not to breathe too quick. He had grown used to seeing those eyes looking up at him, under his foot with a gun ahead, or racing beneath Sicilian roofs. But he had never seen them like this, those warm eyes so…Dull. Tired. Lonely.

Ryohei was lonely.

“My family,” Ryohei answered, always honest to a fault. He never lied. “What I have left of them.”

“You speak about them like they’re still around,” Reborn said, still looking down at Ryohei who had yet to rise, still kneeling in front of Reborn, dressed in only a towel. He didn’t bring it up, lest Ryohei try and change that. “What is stopping you from seeing them?”

Ryohei’s face pinched, a kind of bone-deep agony clear in his expression. Then he smoothed it out, a well-practised motion, and responded, “I’m gone.”

Reborn raised an eyebrow. Not ‘I left’. Ryohei had said ‘I’m gone’.

“How unclear,” Reborn uttered and Ryohei gave a sheepish smile.

Ryohei gave a heave as he got back to his feet and went about drying off. He grabbed a pair of boxers and pants and pulled them on, hopping around on one foot when he got stuck. 

Reborn huffed in amusement.

Ryohei pouted at the man but came and sat next to Reborn on his bed, laying back with his hands behind his head. He hadn’t wiped down his chest properly, still gleaming in patches as he grinned up at Reborn, back in his usual mood without missing a beat.

“People pleaser,” Reborn commented, and Ryohei gave a laugh.

“Me? Maybe, yeah,” he admitted, and gave a lazy shrug. “I think I’m pretty selfish.”

Reborn raised an eyebrow.

“Selfish,” he repeated and gave a short laugh. “Selfish? I suppose I can see it.” Then he tilted his head, eyes as black as the pit stared down at Ryohei. “But, of course, I’m not much of one to talk. Compared to me, you’re a saint, I’m sure.”

Ryohei glanced to Reborn. He looked unconvinced, but smiled anyway.

“Who were the women in the photo?” Reborn asked.

Ryohei gave him a look. Ryohei knew Reborn had figured out who was in those photos for the most part — But Ryohei was never against talking about his sister. It wasn’t like Reborn could track her down.

So Ryohei put his hands behind his head as he reclined and happily told Reborn stories of his sweet little sister, and her best friend and wife. He told Reborn about how she wanted to be a ballerina, and then a policewoman, and how she slowly, over the years, had indoctrinated her child-hating wife into the idea of having a little baby together with IVF. A perfect combination of what her wife loved the most: herself and his little sister.

“That must have been expensive,” Reborn commented idly, listening to the man reminisce of his sister like he had been bottling it in for months.

Ryohei laughed, “Oh it was. But Boss paid for it. He’d bend over backwards for her, and they knew it.”

Reborn glanced down to Ryohei. By the man’s pinched expression, he knew he had slipped up.

“Who is your Boss?” Reborn asked. Ryohei looked away and didn’t answer. “He sounds generous. Paying for your sister’s IVF.”

“Yeah,” Ryohei agreed. “He’s always looked after her.”

Reborn waited, listening for another slip-up, another leak. Ryohei didn't volunteer anything more.

“So, how’d you get in here?” Ryohei asked, and Reborn gave him a look. 

He was asking that now?

“Window,” Reborn huffed, and Ryohei gave a short laugh. 

“Of course! You really like windows. Your grip must be extreme!” Then he took one hand from behind his head and offered it to Reborn. “Give me an extreme squeeze! Go all out, I wanna see what you’ve got!”

Reborn huffed in amusement at the fiery-eyed look. As always, a show of strength got Ryohei rearing to go. Reborn shifted his weight onto one arm and reached across.

Ryohei’s hand was hot. Reborn nearly flinched.

He felt like his hand was being scorched, that those fingers and palms would leave singe marks in the shapes of fingerprints and fate-lines. Reborn remembered a fresco in the Sistine Chapel with outreaching hands, barely grazing the very tips of their fingers. Reborn gripped that searing hand tighter. He thought he could see wax leaking from between their fingers.

“You can do better than that,” Ryohei teased and Reborn nearly cringed as his bones bowed in his hand. 

Reborn felt his lips twitch. Right, Ryohei was no old fresco, peeling from the walls.

Reborn crushed that hot hand in his grip. So that when he took his hand away, he’d see the shape of his fingers forever moulded in that flesh, the arches of his fingerprints pressed into skin, and his fate-lines intersecting with Ryohei’s.

Ryohei let out a whoop of surprise and praise, giving his hand a testing tug.

“Wow! That’s an extreme grip!” He laughed, “But, I think I can beat it!”

Reborn grit his teeth as Ryohei’s strength redoubled, the muscles along his forearm and bicep rolled and tensed under his skin. Not to be outmatched, Reborn responded in kind, sitting up for better leverage.

Ryohei gave a gasp of outrage and sat up too. 

Reborn looked down at their hands, both white-knuckled. He was going to have bruises tomorrow, without a doubt. He smiled with teeth. Might as well make them last. Reborn made a snatch at his Sun core, and his grip snapped shut. He shifted his weight, and with a smile of teeth and eyes full of sunlight, began to push back on Ryohei.

Ryohei blinked, instinctively going tense to resist being pushed onto his back. He tested the push, and Reborn drove harder. 

Ryohei beamed, and Reborn watched sunshine creep into those once despondent eyes and light them up. Ryohei pushed back, and Reborn braced himself. On his knees on Ryohei’s bed, the toes of his polished shoes digging into the blanket for leverage. If Reborn had thought Ryohei’s hands were hot before, it was nearly unbearable now. 

A lesser man would have let go.

Reborn sank into the feeling, full bodyweight pressing down on one, two hands as Reborn reached for more of Ryohei, for more heat. 

Ryohei grinned up at Reborn, arms shaking under the strain. Then he got up on his knees, the two men aligned and he bared down on Reborn. Reborn lost some ground.

“Don’t give up yet!” Ryohei cheered and Reborn scoffed.

“Do you always encourage your opponents? Or am I just special?” Reborn teased, bowing his head like a bashful maiden.

“If they deserve it!” Ryohei answered, always honest to a fault.

Reborn braced as Ryohei pushed again, searing hands against his, his elbows reaching behind his torso. Reborn was losing in a battle of strength. But he wasn’t upset. How could he be, when Ryohei was grinning at him like Reborn had hung the sun in the sky that morning just so Ryohei could go out and play.

Reborn could easily win this. Shift his weight, move to the side and Ryohei would fall under his own bodyweight and Reborn would come out on top. 

But what was the fun in that? Playing with tricks and wit, when all Ryohei wanted was a good old-fashioned tussle. Reborn chuckled, arms shaking, and when Ryohei pushed again. They went down with a roar of effort and laughter.

Reborn’s hat rolled off the side of the bed. 

A soft sound neither men noticed as they heaved, eyes bright as solar flares and bodies alight with sunshine and exertion. Reborn couldn’t remember the last time he had put so much physical strength into something, let alone a simple tussle game.

Reborn stared up at Ryohei, his hands still burning with fingers threaded together, pressed to the bed on either side of his head.

“I win,” Ryohei grinned, hovering over him on all fours, the little water left on his shoulders glinting like stars and gold.

Reborn smiled. He didn’t feel like he had lost at all.

☀

Ryohei’s home, despite being spartan and empty, was always warm. Reborn demanded it so, he refused to be chilled when spending time with the man.

Ryohei himself didn’t seem to mind. Nor did he mind how Reborn seemed to have taken over that little apartment on the corner. 

His boxing bag had finally been hung up in the corner, and the floor was free from that suspicious, sticky residue. The weather-murky windows had been scrubbed clean, and the kitchen had been heartily stocked. The dining table had another seat and two placemats draped in place. 

Ryohei sat on his bed and watched Reborn fuss over a floral arrangement in a large vase. They had grabbed the flowers from a young woman vendor on their way back from some alley-end, the midday exercise still pumping their blood. 

Reborn had smiled when he saw Ryohei holding that arrangement of sunflowers and barley. ‘Unwavering faith’, ‘praise’ and ‘bountiful cooperation’. There couldn’t have been a better match for the man. 

Reborn huffed as he finally got the arrangement to sit right, and moved the vase to the mantle of Ryohei’s bricked-up fireplace.

“Looks pretty,” Ryohei said, and Reborn nodded.

“Remember to change the water regularly.”

Ryohei gave a lazy salute and flopped back into his bed. He felt restless, the excess energy manifested as shuffling and rolling, his feet kicking as they hung in the air.

Reborn scoffed. Reborn had already exercised Ryohei once today, but that didn’t seem to be enough. Reborn shifted his weight, feeling everything becoming warm and limber, his blood catching alight.

Ryohei glanced at him, those eyes watching close at his every move and breath. Reborn smiled, showing teeth and the narrow of his eyes. 

Reborn stepped around the table and crossed the room, his shoes clacked on the polished, hardwood floor. 

Ryohei was off the bed and out the door, halfway down the street as he hopped on one foot to try and fix his sandals. Reborn chuckled as he watched Ryohei struggle with that sandal, crouched upon a sun-warmed terracotta roof. He burst from his spot, following Ryohei close behind as the man ducked off the main street and into their playground of winding brick corridors and uneven cobblestone.

Reborn skipped over a drain pipe and slid down the side of a steel roof. He leapt off the edge of a balcony and came crashing down on the cobblestone path. Ryohei couldn’t stop in time, and Reborn took the impact with his arms open.

“Whoa!” Ryohei had to grit his teeth as they rolled and Reborn felt those scarred, hot hands cup the back of his head, bracing his skull. Reborn breathed in deep, the air whistled, his nose all but crushed up to Ryohei’s unbearably bright Hawaiian shirt. 

The hand came off his nape and Reborn rose sat back on his heels, staring down at Ryohei who grinned up at him, even with Reborn’s pistol pressed to his forehead. Ryohei waved his prize in hand, Reborn’s hat clutched in his grasp.

“Haha, sorry! Didn’t see you come down!” Ryohei apologised.

He yanked the hat away when Reborn reached for it. Reborn reached again, and he pulled back further. Ryohei smiled wide, impish and bright.

Reborn scoffed. What an attitude to have with a hitman’s pistol pointed at your head. 

Ryohei snickered and fitted that hat atop his own head of wheat-blond hair. He grinned up at Reborn from under the brim of his hat. Reborn swore he could see those eyes, aglow like a morning star, in the shadow.

Reborn chuffed and took his hat back with a swipe.

“Never try to pair my hat with that shirt,” he sniffed, and brushed his hat of dust before donning it back in its rightful place.

“I thought black went with everything,” Ryohei said, running his hands through his hair to fix it after Reborn’s rough swipe.

“Don’t talk like you have a fashion sense.”

Ryohei just smiled. Then Reborn whipped around and unloaded his magazine into the space someone had occupied a split seconds ago. 

Reborn had known someone had been watching since they had left Ryohei’s apartment. That sticky sensation of eyes had trailed after them the whole way.

“Think they’ll come out now?” Ryohei asked.

He had known too, his restlessness and kicking all because of those eyes that followed him all afternoon, and lurked just outside his home.

“Our little voyeurs?” Reborn hummed, “They’ll have no choice. Either they come out, or you’ll get some more exercise, Ryohei.”

Ryohei visibly glowed at the suggestion, and Reborn pat his chest placatingly. Oh, but Reborn was long overdue to have another good hunt with Ryohei. Tracking down those young gangsters had been wonderfully refreshing, and Ryohei had really come out in colour, running alongside Reborn as they tracked down their target.

Three men stepped out from around the corner, their hands waisted to show they weren’t there for a fight. The two men in the back were mid-tier, b-list Mafia at best. The man in the front, however, was a mean mug any Mafioso worth their salt would recognise. 

Reborn glanced to Ryohei, who was squinting at the man like he swore he knew him somehow. 

Okay, mayhaps not any Mafioso worth his salt. Once again, Reborn was left to wonder what rock Ryohei and his Family had lived under to not recognise—

“Coyote Nougat, in the flesh,” Reborn said, and felt more than saw the moment Ryohei realised who was standing before them.

He tensed under Reborn’s thighs, and the hands that had been laying on the ground inched to grip Reborn’s leg, nearly squeezing his calf. Reborn didn’t move, gun still pointed dead centre of Coyote’s forehead.

The man was clean-shaven and had a hard face, with all the wrinkles of a man in the Autumn of his life of violence. Despite being in his mid-50s, Coyote Nougat was well-muscled and had a body that was quick as a whip, with a mind to match. All befitting the Storm of the Vongola.

Reborn didn’t know why the Vongola Don’s Right Hand was staking out Ryohei’s apartment, but Reborn wasn’t so vain as to think it was all because of him. 

“Reborn,” Coyote greeting, inclining his head. Then he looked to the man under Reborn, “Ryohei Sasagawa.”

Ryohei smiled, full of gritted teeth.

“Hi Coyote!” 

That was said with familiarity, something Ryohei had said time and time before. Ryohei knew Coyote. 

Reborn watched Coyote.

Coyote did not know Ryohei.

“The plot thickens,” Reborn hummed and Ryohei thumped him on the thigh. 

Coyote cleared his throat, “Ryohei, if you’d come with me. You’ve been invited for an audience with the Vongola Ninth.”

Ryohei blinked, “Uh, why?”

Reborn felt his lips curl up in the corners as Coyote and his men collectively twitched. Hundreds of men, women, both, and in-between were clambering for an audience with Timoteo of the Vongola Legacy. The King of the modern Mafia. 

And Ryohei, dear, sweet, stupid Ryohei simply said, “No thanks? I don’t really wanna meet your Boss — I mean, I'm sure he’s a cool guy, no offence but- I dunno, I don’t think I need to?”

Coyote, the Storm Guardian of the Vongola Don, opened his mouth, and visibly paused. Then he frowned and said, “Do we really have to have this conversation like this?”

Ryohei tilted his head, “What do you mean?”

Reborn grinned like an absolute imp.

Coyote sighed through his nose and then gestured to the way they were poised upon the ground. 

Ryohei, bless his soul, pushed himself to sit up and Reborn only shifted in his lap to allow that. Ryohei himself didn’t move any further, and waited patiently. He had done as asked: he wasn’t laying on the ground anymore.

Coyote closed his eyes in a moment of calm and prayer.

“It’s in your best interest to come with us, Ryohei,” Coyote persisted, “The Boss wants to talk to you. And I will do everything in my power to make it happen, so you’d best come willingly.”

Ryohei stared at him, “You’re threatening me.”

Reborn took in a deep breath, almost tasting the Sun in the air. He gripped his postil tighter, feeling it heat up in his hand, Flames boiling in the chamber.

“I’m telling you,” Coyote said.

Reborn felt the hand on his calf squeeze tight, singeing a handprint into his skin through the material, melting him down to the bone. He didn’t need to look at Ryohei to tell he was alight, a bloom of sunshine in the corner of his eye, nearly blinding his peripheral. Reborn breathed, ready for whatever would come with a standoff between the Storm of the Vongola and this utterly unprecedented supernova-

“Fine!” Ryohei whined like a petulant child, and Reborn nearly fell off his lap as the man stood up, beating off the back of his Hawaiian shirt. “Fine, I’ll go see him.”

Reborn lowered his gun as Ryohei said this, his eyes narrowed slightly. What did Ryohei do that would get the attention of the Timoteo of the Vongola? His curiosity burned under his skin even as he slowly holstered his pistol again, letting the metal sting his fingers.

“Sorry Reborn, we can hang out later maybe?” Ryohei sighed, scratching his nape sheepishly. 

Reborn blinked. He wasn’t invited? To a show like that? 

He looked to Ryohei. Shoulders tight, eyebrows pinched, smile strained. Ryohei was not happy. He didn’t want to go with Coyote, and he definitely did not want an audience.

Reborn took a step back.

“Some other time then,” Reborn said lowly, keeping his eyes on Ryohei. A threat, a warning.

Ryohei smiled, “See you tomorrow then!” A promise.

Reborn nearly laughed.

#khr #sasagawa ryohei #fanfiction #leftnotright #reborn #ao3 #fix it fic #khr rare pair #proof apollo wear hawaiian shirts #time travel fic

[littleskrimp]

If we were given a third and final season, it would’ve been fine. Closure is better than the disrespect we were given by Netflix. However, being a fan on this show made me realize that we deserve so much better than a final season. Call me selfish but I want more than just a final season. I want what Simon originally planned for the future of this show. Seasons 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and any other ideas that’ll keep Warrior Nun alive. I want what Simon Barry wants because he has been so transparent and honest with us from the get go. Simon along with the cast/crew have shown us kindness, respect, and love. They have showed us that we shouldn’t settle for less when it comes to representation. Through Warrior Nun, they have given us a sense of belonging. They’ve given us a community. A family. ❤️

#one final season wouldn’t be enough for me #that would just be settling for less and we deserve more than that #fuck netflix #save warrior nun #warrior nun

[ellieaka]

Ok so I'm ok with season two and I do need a season three but I have many complaints. I cannot say I'm not disappointed. This is a complaints post so if you absolutely love it & will defend everything the production team done then don't read either. This is meant to be critical.

⚠️ This post contains MAJOR season 2 spoilers. ⚠️

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I will start with the two major lazy writings I absolutely hates. And go on with other things I think they could've improved.

1. Felice and Wille making the same mistake they made in S1. Making out then feel wrong about it and go back to be best friends. Even if they just cuddles in bed being platonic when Henry walks in, Henry can still spread the rumors and achieve the same effect. I feel like the screentime will be better contributed to Felice's own character development instead of being Wilhelm's not-so-platonic cuddle buddy. Where is Felice's mom? What about Felice's hair? Does her mother has something to say about that?

2. August being the next in line is JUST LAZY. As the SECOND cousin of Wilhelm so many people have to be dead or non existing for August to be the next in line. The Queen has to have ZERO sibling or dead siblings without children for her dead cousin's child to be the next in line right after her own children. This is just convenient and lazy writings. Also, according to the real world Swedish laws only the current Monarch's direct descendants can be the next monarch. According to the real world laws, if Wilhelm abdicates when the parliament is under the control of a non-royalist party then Sweden is very likely to become a republic and thus ends the monarchy completely. I think the real world scenario is more stressing than the fictional convenient plot of AugUSt bEing thE next IN Line/bacKup pLan.

3. Poor Markus being so disposable and unimportant. So many build up between him and Simon and he just gets thrown away like that.

4. Too much screentime of August/Sara relationship. While they are the major plot driver of this season & I'm fine with knowing what stages their relationship is at but I, as an audience, do not need all those sweet intimate scenes between them. I rather have this screentime contributes to Wilmon or Felice.

5. No enough memoriable Wilmon scenes. Remember in season one we have the first kiss, the piano scene, the football scene, the morning after scene, the fish scene, the saint Lucia hug/kiss scene. In season two it's just one passionate make out/sex scene that's not nearly as well done as any wilmon scene in S1. One of the reasons so many people were drawn to S1 was how skillfully and beautifully the Wilmon scenes were done. And they chose to cut down what they are best at doing by lots.

6. Poor Micke's plot just gets forgotten? Other than his name on the drug bottle he's basically non existent when he's clearly a major plot driver in S1?

7. Simon agrees to be a secret just sadden me. While I understand why he doesn't report to the police bc of Sara, I don't get why he just agrees to be the secret when he complains about everything has to be on Wille's term in S1. It feels like they ran out of screentime and wilmon have to be back together at the end of S2. Even tho Wille ultimately decides to come out in the end. Having Simon agreed to make sacrifice first breaks my heart.

3/5 for season two. Will watch the next season but still disappointed ☹️

#wilhelm young royals #young royals #young royals season 2 #wilmon #simon eriksson #yr s2 spoilers

[thekatebridgerton]

Bridgerton siblings and their spouses ranked by intelligence. From the one who doesn’t have a single brain cell to the one with the most.

Well in one degree or another they're all dumbasses but on a scale of who has the braincell for the longest here we go.

1) Hyacinth: by far the smartest Bridgerton. I may not like her as a character in it's in his kiss. But her use of the one braincel is impeccable

2) Eloise: only ranks above Francesca because it took her less than a week to figure out she was inlove with Phillip. Compared to Francesca's track record. Eloise is a solid 8/10 smart

3) Francesca: smart enough to avoid scandal in London and keep her reputation spotless. She ranks under Hyacinth and Eloise because she took too long to figure out her feelings for Michael.

4) Daphne: she should rank higher, because the fake dating scheme was genius, but tricking a Simon into having a baby was a supremely stupid move.

5) Anthony: he's self aware enough to know he's an idiot at least and works to compensate this by marrying Kate . So compared to his brothers, Anthony is definitely the sharpest tool in the shed

6) Gregory: well intentioned fool, sharp enough to pick up social cues and underlying context in conversations. But an idiot when it comes to Hermione and Lucy actually make that women in general

7) Colin: rarely uses the braincell, he's happy being the foolish charming Bridgerton brother. Who didn't know his own feelings for 8 years. But he gets a point for being successful at figuring out his love interest secret identity and being the first to do so

8) Benedict : does not use the collective braincell at all. Biggest blind idiot of the family period. But we love him. (Still I'm pretty sure Sophie does all the logical thinking in his marriage )

As for the ranking of their spouses. Who are after all pretty smart to compensate we have of course

1) Sophie: honestly considering her circumstances. She wins as the smartest person in the room. If she hadn't met Benedict she'd still have found a way to escape Araminta and live a pretty neat life eventually

2) Penelope: why do I feel like I'm going in reverse order from the list above?. Penelope only ranks under Sophie because half of her problems could have been solved if she'd told her secret to Lady Danbury and let her pretend to be LW. Even the Cressida plot. In everything else she's pretty darn smart

3) Gareth: all things considered, Gareth is good plotting and if you notice unless Hyacinth interferes. He's pretty successful in his plans

4) Lucy: common sense thy name is Lucy. She's smarter than Kate was at that age. She's very Logical and her advice is always spot on. It's not her fault that people don't listen to her wisdom

5) Kate: only seems like a smart person. But in reality she's just as dumb as Anthony. People just don't notice because she's always hanging out with someone who looks less smart than her. Like her husband and her brother in laws

6) Simon: very smart fake dating idea terrible execution. He gets a point for all the maneuvering he did during the season and for having a moderately working common sense

7) Phillip: smart academically but only academically, he can manage an estate and make it profitable. Help cure children fever and probably has the best medical knowledge in the family. But in everything else he's a hot mess. Socially and emotionally Philip isn't smart he's just very very lucky that nobody has taken advantage of him yet. That's the headcanon

8) Michael: acts and looks smart but is actually a well meaning idiot. sorry Michael. But we don't shame him because at least he's better than Benedict in the one braincel department. I mean really he's not that stupid. He's just stupid in comparison to all his fellow in-laws Well meaning as he is. Also he ranks 8th because he's the only in law who ever hightailed out of the entire continent to escape his feelings. (Idiot.) Not the country, the continent!

And this has been the tea 🍵

#on a scale of 1 to 8 #bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #kate sharma #Benedict Bridgerton #sophie beckett #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #eloise bridgerton #phillip crane

[vinkunwildflowerqueenupdates]

Wicked Fics- Fics inspired by...

All works inspired by film, TV, literature, social media, etc (fics inspired by songs have their own list). Some follow their source material more than others.

An Autocorrect Arrangement: inspired by Hallmark Christmas movies. Fiyeraba. Modern AU. 61,000 words, 20 chapters. Fiyero's family is under the impression that he and Elphaba are dating. Because Elphaba is a great friend, she agrees to play along for the holidays. The moral of this story is: always proofread your texts.

Do the Work: inspired by this TikTok. Fiyeraba. Oneshot. 3600 words. Fiyero had rather thought dating Elphaba would involve less required reading. But that didn't matter. When something was important, you did the work.

Don't tell the Bride: inspired by the TV show of the same name. Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 67,000 words. 24 chapters. MODERN OZIAN WEDDINGS is holding a competition to win your dream wedding- the catch is the groom plans everything. An engaged Elphaba and Fiyero decide to test this.

Exhale: minimally inspired by this line from the movie Love, Simon. Fiyeraba. Canon Compliant. One shot. 3000 words. The moment that robs Fiyero of breath. And the moment that finally lets him breathe again.

Long Time Coming: Inspired by the 2003 film What a Girl Wants. Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 99,000 words. 31 chapters. After a fight with her father over her future, Elphaba flees Munchkinland for the Emerald City, determined never to go back and to take control of her own life. She never expected how much that trip would change her forever, starting with meeting a certain Vinkun prince.

Nothing Comes From Nothing: Inspired by the song 'Something Good' from the 1965 film The Sound of Music and the 1946 film It's a Wonderful Life. Fiyeraba. Post-canon. [X words. 8 chapters.] When Elphaba can't shake the thought that the people in her life would be better off if she'd never been born, she gets a chance to see that world.

One Hour: Inspired by the episode 'Pictures of You' from One Tree Hill (season 4, episode 13). Gen. Canon compliant. 12,000 words. 7 chapters. Dr Dillamond uses his history class to remind his students that they make history. That the way they are seen by others can shape how that person is remembered. And in some cases, the students learn that one hour, one class, can change how you see someone.

Once Upon a Time: Inspired by various fairy tales. Fiyeraba. Fairy tale AUs. 17,000 words. 5 chapters. A collection of fairy tales, but make them Fiyeraba.

One Night with the King: Inspired by the 2006 film One Night with the King; the novel Hadassah: One Night with the King; and the biblical story of Esther. Fiyeraba. Biblical AU. 46,000 words. 28 chapters. Elphaba Thropp is selected as a candidate for the new Vinkun Queen. But when an ancient feud threatens her family, she may be the only one who can save them.

Save My Soul: Inspired by this scene from the episode 'Twenty-One is the Loneliest Number' from Gilmore Girls (season 6, episode 7). Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 5000 words. While Elphaba and Nessa are home from Shiz for the summer, Frex invites a surprise guest over for dinner. But he has an agenda behind it, which doesn't really sit well with Elphaba.

Sins of the Father: Inspired by the 1843 novel A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. Gen. Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 14,000 words. 5 chapters. Frexspar Thropp's relationship with his eldest daughter has never been easy, but now it's at breaking point. Greater powers decide it's time to intervene. Can Frex be forced to see the truth about how he's treated Elphaba throughout her life, or will he make a decision he'll live to regret?

The First Date: Inspired by the episode 'The Search for Something More' from One Tree Hill (season 1, episode 8). Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 4000 words. Fiyero finally gets up the courage to ask Elphaba out. In order to make the night special, he turns to Galinda for advice.

The Ghost of Kiamo Ko: Inspired by the 1938 novel Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier. Fiyeraba. Alternate Universe. 66,000 words. 26 chapters. "Last night I dreamed I went to Kiamo Ko again."

The Lenrosis Prophecy: Inspired by the episode 'Happily Ever After' from Charmed (1998 one) (season 5, episode 3). Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 72, 000 words. 22 chapters. At a fair before their graduation from Shiz, Elphaba is convinced to get her fortune told. She dismisses what she is told as nonsense. But a few years later, she is about to be proved wrong in a way that she never imagined was even possible.

The Most Convenient Definitions: Inspired by the 1985 film The Breakfast Club. Pre-Fiyeraba. Gen. Not canon compliant. 14,000 words. 5 chapters. Elphaba, Fiyero, Galinda, Boq and Avaric find themselves in detention.

The Right Thing To Do: Inspired by this scene from the episode 'Haunted Leg' from Gilmore Girls (season 3, episode 2). Fiyeraba. Flinda. Not canon compliant. 86,000 words. 28 chapters. Sometimes, doing the 'right thing' hurts more than anything else. Especially when it comes to love.

Until the End of Time: Inspired by the episode 'Love Letters' from Mad About You (season 2, episode 19). Fiyeraba. Alternate Universe. 165,000 words. 38 chapters. Elphaba is ready for the next great epoch of her life- Shiz University. When a stack of old, forgotten letters from a hundred years ago is discovered on campus, unravelling the mystery behind them will impact her and her relationships more than she could have expected.

You've Got Mail: Inspired by the 1998 film You've Got Mail. Fiyeraba. Not canon compliant. 48,000 words. 25 chapters. The introduction of a pen pal program between Shiz University and the Central Emerald College will change lives in more than one way.

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My favorite animes list

My favorite animes that i’’ve finished/plan to that don’t include the big ones (Bleach, Naruto, Dragonball, One Piece, etc which haven’t ever really appealed to me)

1. Yugioh Original and all series including Zexal, Vrains, and Sevens.

The true classic anime and I absolutely love all the protaganists, Also everything will be solved by awesome card duels. 

2. Gurren Lagann

My first non yugioh anime that wasn’t a Ghibli movie. Absolutely incredible. Kamina is one of the most inspirational people and so is Simon

3. Saint Seiya, Saint Seiya Omega, Saint Seiya the Lost Canvass, Saint Seiya Knights of the Zodiac,

Warrior Astrological saints fighting the gods? Yes please.  Also I love all the spin offs and Omega and the new Kotz are wonderful and unfairly hated on. 

4. Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures

Its in the title. Each different Jojo is wonderful and unique and they’re all amazing and this stuff is just wild. 

5. Tiger and Bunny

I think the first modern superhero anime that lead to My Hero Academy and Such. I absolutely love Kotetsu and Barnaby’s becoming partners and also the being a hero versus hero celebrity and advertisement capitalism. 

6. My Hero Academy

I love superheroes and powered people and them wanting to be a hero. Kirishima and Izuku are absolutely incredible and Kirishima is just one of the greatest inspirational characters ever. 

7. Fire Force

Fire powers, cults, religion, the threat of people spontaneously going infernal and bursting into flames, heroism, it is just one of the best things I’ve ever seen. 

The only thing that really keeps it from being a great on the level of masterpiece (which it is in literally everything else) is the sheer female “fanservice” cringe. A lot of anime tend to do have at least some to appeal to the more perverted folk but Fire force has some of the worst I’ve ever seen which is saying something, Not on the levels of Bastard!! (I’m amazed that was something that was ever printed in a general audience let alone recently animated) or Enemy Combatants will be dispatched but definitely up there which is honestly really disappointing since Fire Force is not that type of story. 

On the other hand the male fanservice is glorious. 

8. Sk8 to Infinity

Skateboarding and Love. Reiki and Langa are Love as are Joe and Cherry. Adam is also one of the coolest most theatrical messed up people.

9. Love After World Domination

Super sentai parody. Just think power rangers except less focused on the battles because Red Gelato and Reaper Princess are on opposing teams and just doing a secret relationship. It is completely ridiculous, awesome, and so adorable I’m just screaming. I wish there was more and even could do complete anime original material I wish for because even the set up is something you can make multiple entire seasons worth . 

10. Tomodachi Game

Yuuichi is something else. It’s all a friend game which is more important friends or money and the twists keep coming. He’s one of the scariest protaginist “hero’s” i’ve ever seen that were actually the (more or less) good guy mains. 

11. Kaguya-Sama: Love is War

Also one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. Both adorable and I want to also friendly choke the life out of them too to get them to admit because they’re all so adorably stupid smart people and just Shirogane and Shinomiya circling around totally in love and trying to make the other admit it. Also the narrator is just  glorious funny as heck and the openings are incredible lol.

12. Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Saiki is God. Utterly amazing one of the funniest greatest animes haha breaks the fourth walls, sheer comedic brilliance, incredible characters, Saiki’s logical going under things, and being complete tsundere in the actual way of how much he loves his friends lol. 

13. One Punch Man

It’s One Punch Man. Utterly hilarious and funny and just awesome characters and how one can still have an awesome story when Saitama can one punch everything except for like the final boss which doesn’t last two and be victorious. His power is so phenomenal he has to be nerfed by his complete oblivious apathy for well obvious reasons. People need to stop ranking power levels that involve Saitama though: there is no scale he either always wins in his universe or would probably get his butt kicked in other universe if he doesn’t have his one punch. It just doesn’t work. 

14. Kuroko no Basketball

The sports anime. Basketball with essentially superpowers in awesome ways but still played realistically. Everyone is incredible!

15. Hinomaru Sumo

I never thought I would be interested in Sumo until this. I’m not into sports in real life anyways but these animes are incredible. And Hinomaru Sumo is just supremely underrated also one of the best things I’ve ever seen. Tradition, Honor, Spirit, as well as differing body types and incredible characters. Gojo Yuma’s genuine repentance arc is also one of the best things i’ve ever seen and probably only just below Zuko the Avatar’s being on a smaller scale but he actually repents and atones and actually apologizes and works on himself which is rare. Lots of life lessons and characters, in addition to wrestling and it was just wow!

16. Kengan Ashura

Martial Arts, incredible bodies, and awesome characters!

17. Baki 

Same though Kengan Ashura is more realistic power based.

18. How a Realist Hero Rebuilt the Kingdom

A political anime that was a good brevity of realpolitik while also being really enjoyable where its politics but wouldn’t get too stuck on it either. Of course some things would be a lot harder to get done realistically. It turns the normal hero from another world trope on its head and instead brought a leader who isn’t a fighter but a thinker and capable ruler. This is the ideal ruler and wow if only all politicians and leaders could work with such honor and integrity but he’s also not blind to those who don’t and outmanuevers them. It’s just so good!

19. Sword Art Online

Love it or hate it, deeply influential and fantastic. I love Kirito, Klein, Asuna and everyone. 

20. HunterXHunter

One of the greatest series of all time. When you think about it the world is utterly horrifying truly but it’s cool ad wacky and utterly amazing characters. 

21. Vinland Saga

OH my gosh my newest anime and one of the best things i’ve ever seen. Truly a masterpiece in every way, even before Part 2 comes out. It just has freaking everything: deep philosophy, religion, battles, politics, love, vikings, etc. Askeladd is one of the smartest, most ruthless, but most weirdly relatable villains ever, Thorfinn is how you do an angry feral blonde seeking revenge for the death of his father but also then starts to see Askeladd as his father figure etc, the sheer character developement that will go on in Prince Canute etc. 

22. Jujitsu Kaisen

Magic and Martial arts, and demon spirits. Yuji is adorable and I love everyone!

#My favorite Anime #Anime #Listing #No particular order #Yugioh #gurren lagann #Saint Seiya #Jojo's Bizarre Adventures #Tiger and Bunny #My Hero Acadamey #Fire Force #Sk8 to Infinity #Love After World Domination #Love is War #Tomodachi Game #disastrous life of saiki k #One Punch Man #Kuroko no basketball #Hinomaru Sumo #Kengan Ashura #Baki #How A Realist Hero Rebuilt the Kingdom #Sword Art Online #HunterXHunter #Vinland Saga #Jujitsu Kaisen

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The YR S2 tag game (by @youngroyalsrewatch)

Thank you for tagging me @royaledvin 🥰♥️ and I’m tagging @pretty-boy-omar @pleuvian @zee-has-commitment-issues @grizviser and @ireneaesthetic I think all you guys haven’t been tagged/done it yet? Unless I’ve missed it or you didn’t want to 🤷🏻‍♀️

I have been thinking about this a lot and want to hear what everyone is planning. Copy the questions and share your watch plan and pass it around. Tag them (#yr s2 watch plan) because I really wanna know.

Will you…

1. Watch a teaser if released? Uhhh in a heartbeat?!

2. Watch the trailer? 1000% yes. Over and over. Every second so I can over analyse and theorise while I wait for the season to drop.

3. Read the descriptions of the episodes? If they release them ahead of time, sure.

4. Are you going to start it midnight PST as soon as it’s available? I think that’s around 5pm here. If my schedule is clear and no other pressing matters then hopefully yes???

5. Take a day off work/school? Probably not 😂 not really in a position to do that at the moment.

6. What device? TV

7. Watch it alone? Yes, but also possibly DMing others if they’ve seen it.

8. Sub, cc or dub? (there is a right answer, if you are not Swedish) Always in the original language with subs.

9. Watch all episodes in a single sitting? I won’t start it unless I know I can finish it in a single sitting.

10. Wear your purple hoodie? I don’t have one but also it will probably be summer here so definitely not 😂

11. Snacks? I mean if I watch it in one sitting I’ll need to get up to get meals so I guess that counts??

12. Record your reactions? Umm probably live-blogging?

13. What are you most excited for? Besides Wilmon - the LT rumour finally being put to rest 🙄 also character growth, Sara’s storyline, Wille and Kristina butting heads, Wille’s home life (🤞), Rosh, Ayub and Simon friendship, Felice, August facing repercussions/what he’s going to do from here… uhhh lots of things 😂

14. What are you scared of? Not getting a s3 😅

15. How long before rewatch? Idk depends how busy I am and how inspired I am to keep theorising. Maybe a couple weeks? Maybe a couple days? Idk

#yr s2 watch plan #young royals

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Share us your fics ideas please!!

I have sooooooooo many! (Also sorry it took me so long to answer this I didn't see my inbox)

I'm in so many fandoms and my brain is always thinking of found family or hurt comfort or fluff so it tends to all ruminate in my brain.

1-A Wildcards - a Persona x MHA crossover fic. I've started writing this one and it's in the works but the basic idea is, "what if ever persona protag is under one roof and all siblings and all are in school at the mha world." I have chapters and plans but it's hard to get fic motivation on this one at the moment. One of my theories also turned out right for MHA lore and I can't explain why but having my own theory proven right really took the wind out of my sails. XD

2. ff7 what if au - basically there's a theory me and a bunch of ppl online share where president Shinra has a bunch of bastard children and basically my fic idea is, "what if the bastards all grow up under one roof." So I'm currently doing research on characterizations for it. It's difficult for me to nail down Cloud's, Rufus', Evan's, and Lazard's personalities. I love Au's where ppl are brothers or grow up together. I don't have any plans for this other then the kids somehow help Genesis, Angeal, and Sephiroth not go insane but I can't figure out how I want to do that.

3. Simon Petrikov: Fionna and Cake Adventure Time drabbles - basically wanted to continue where Fionna and Cake leaves off and put Simon in the trauma cube where he gets to heal from his past. I also am a sucker when Trauma is blasted in 4k for everyone to see so the entire crew that cares for Simon also gets the trauma beam. I also realized Simon and Betty were never married so I decided that must be changed and wrote them a wedding. :)

4. Gohan's Wheel of Emotions - Another fic idea I've had for a few years now. I want to do a series where basically some kind of xyz machine goes wrong and Gohan gets split into a bunch of pieces and it becomes a race against time to put him back together. I was planning for his emotions to be wondering around. I want this to be teen era Gohan too because I'm a huge sucker for the Saiyaman ark. It's again just hard to find time to write it! I just want to write a cheezy little light hearted kind of self healing story.

5. TMNT turtle tot au - just a fun multicrossover baby adoption event. I'm currently writing this and have almost 2 chapters done! I love the idea of the 2003 turtles having a bunch of different aged turtles showing up at their doorstep. So they have to juggle sending everyone home while doing their best not to adopt anyone (spoiler alert the kids adopt THEM)

6. TMNT a KH/Tsubasa inspired story - I don't want to share too much on this plot but if you know about Kingdom Heart and Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles then you can get the idea of what if might be about. :)

7. TMNT brainrot drabble - currently working on this one but it's an 87 drabble fic that was inspired by season 5's finale. but now that I'm writing it (it's almost to 10k now) I REALLY want to have it go past the show finale too because MAN the last seasons of 87 are GREAT angst potential. I'm a huge sucker for hurt comfort and this entire fic is kind of like hurt comfort lite.

8. Hetalia - I have so much brain rot for Hetalia but I find it surprisingly hard to write for. I want to do a bunch of silly Hetalia fics about America and his super strength. I love that little idiot because he's MY adorable little idiot. The show is also just so cute and funny it is a big guilty pleasure of mine.

9. Lout of Count Family / LCF stupid idea - basically what if Cale Henituse can sing but he only sings the silliest dumbest songs ever in the history of Rowoon. That's it that's the fic.

10. I have a silly idea for a big multicrossover between all the korean light novels i've read and various manhwa and danmei novels. Like, "What if all systems have a chat function and it connects you to other system users." So it would just be a casual chatfic comedy.

That's most the of the ones I could think of! :P

#fanfic #ideas #fanfic writing #brainrot #au ideas #fluff ideas #found family au #siblings au #crossover ideas #silly ideas