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chaibewriting · 2 years ago

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A DOLLAR MAKE ‘IM HOLLER! (( pt. one ))

yandere! gang leader! sanemi shinazugawa x chubby! black! fem! reader x yandere! gang leader! bakugou katsuki

-> NOTES: sanemi and bakugou are basically the same person but in different fonts and i don’t think anyone can convince me otherwise???

-> WARNINGS: she/her pronouns for reader, afab reader, violence, misogyny, piggy as a pet name, noncon touching, sanemi is an asshole and a creep, bakugou is a sarcastic dick and a creep.

THE sky is on the edge of darkness, the inky blue hues threatening to spill over into the horizon. This particular neighborhood that you’re starting to call home is a little on the… raunchy side. Infested with gangs and criminals, garbage cans fostering fire meant to keep the homeless warm. The streets weren’t exactly the safest place to be but that didn’t matter, it was all that you could afford at the moment but that may change if you play your cards correctly.

Y’see, in this raunchy place you live in, you were currently working as the store manager for a restaurant that specialized in a few different things, mainly tits and wings, maybe a little ass on the side if you looked from the right angle. Another name for the establishment would be referred to as Hooters, a place where women could work with a little less clothing than most waitresses but a bit more clothing than your average stripper. It was an empowering place to work at as long as the patrons kept their hands to themselves— which was a rarity.

This particular franchised store was welcoming to all walks of women which has been a turning point for you, considering how often Hooters likes to stick to hiring the slimmer women, not that it was a bad thing. However, it was refreshing to see how the Hooters you managed had a variety of women working there, some short, some tall, some average, some skinny, some thin, some fat, some thick, some Black, some Brown, some White, some Asian… No one was left out, all they needed was to show they were a hard-worker and could prove that they wouldn’t fuck around on the clock too much. You were on the chubbier side yourself so the environment only seemed to invite you in more.

You had an every day shift of eight hours, sometimes going over the clock to help open and close up shop but you weren’t complaining nonetheless. It was getting a little closer to closing time but you still had some hours to go before you could leave, everything was going particularly well with little-to-no-incidents.

Unfortunately, though you were currently unaware of this since you had been in the back helping with things, the night was soon going to take a turn for the worse.

“Boss, we’ve got trouble in the front, but- you should be careful. They’re from The Explosivos,” a voice said from behind you, causing you to turn and peek at the voice of who had spoken. One of the hostesses, Pony had approached you, a little nervous about whatever she’d just witnessed.

You stood up straight after setting a box of napkins down onto the storage room floor before approaching her, “Huh? What happened?” The two of you then began to walk back to the eating area as she explained what had happened.

“Chlöe made a mistake and pissed off the customers. All she did was give them the wrong meal order and one of them started yelling at her. I tried to calm the situation down but they told me to get the manager so— yeah.”

You nodded at her words and then glanced around, trying to find who had been causing the ruckus, “What table?”

Before Pony could answer you, a crash was heard along with the sound of something cluttering to the floor, along with a shout. “YOU DUMB BITCH, I ASKED YOU TO GET ME A NEW ORDER. Are you FUCKIN’ stupid?”

You snapped your head towards the loud noise and watched a well-dressed man with scars on his face and silver hair lift his hand, about the strike one of your servers. Moving towards them at the speed of light, you grabbed the man’s hand in mid-air and stopped him from slapping Chlöe across the face. Said girl had shut her eyes and began cowering in fear, preparing for the impact that never came.

The stranger stared you down, his unblinking eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as he kept eye contact with you, attempting to psych you out. His expression held anger but then twisted up into a sinister grin before he spoke in a low voice, leaning in so that he was only a mere few inches away from your face, his eyes boring into yours, “What’s this? A little piggy coming to the rescue? I’ll destroy you.”

With a flex of his forearm, he removed his wrist from your grip but kept the closing distance between the both of you, his eyes running their way over your body as you remained silent and willed. His eyes lingered on your chest for a bit longer before he scoffed, no doubt having noticed your name tag. “Ah, so you’re the manager here. I was expecting to talk to someone a little more logical— a man, perhaps.”

“Ah, I’m sorry. This is a business ran by women, made for adults mainly. We don’t usually allow children in here but somehow you managed to get seated,” you replied, pretending to be shocked, “I think we may need to amp up the rules for this establishment.” His smile dropped from his face and he squinted at you, the corner of his lip quirking up in irritation, “Whadyou just sayta me…? Repeat it.” You stared right back at him and then sighed, stepping away from him to place your hands onto Chlöe’s shoulders. She had been standing there behind you, shaking like a leaf. “Take the rest of the night off, and tomorrow if you need to. I’ll handle this, okay?” She stared at you and then looked at the man who was staring daggers into the back of your head, her eyes then flickering to the blond at the table who’d been watching the scene unfold. She then squeaked before nodding and scurrying off, as much as she wanted to stick around so that you wouldn’t have to deal with the two of them on your own, she was scared shitless and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

At this point, you had just realized a few patrons had stopped to watch what was going on which meant you had to clean this up quickly before it dragged on too long. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave, sir,” you paused when a second well-dressed man suddenly shifted around in the booth, scratching the back of his head a few times, before you finished what you were saying “Oh excuse me, I meant sirs.” “For what reason?” The blond spoke up, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave you a questioning look.

You made a face at him, almost silently asking him if he was being serious. And when he made no change in expression you cleared your throat and spoke again, “Well, you’re disturbing the other customers. You threatened violence against one of my employees and—“

Stopped in your tracks by a sudden grip on your chin, you yelped in surprise when the bug-eyed man turned your face to his, squeezing your cheeks stopping you in the middle of your sentence. “Y’know who we are, dontcha, piggy?” The unnamed man questioned, lavender orbs glancing over your face as he watched you register the predicament you were in. He then let go of your face, giving you the time to recollect yourself before he was expecting an answer.

When he let go, you rubbed at your face that stung a little from having him grip onto your face in such a way, it wouldn’t be surprising if he’d left some bruises on your skin.

“Am I supposed to know or even care?” You spat, slowly losing your patience with every coming second. “Y’know what? Get the fuck out before I call the police.”

“Call ‘em. They ain’t gonna come to some shitty neighborhood like this. Plus, we own this area,” the blond spoke up, tilting his head ever so slightly, a grin spreading over his face, “It’d be in your best interest to give us a refund if you know what’s good for you, pretty piggy.”

You squinted at the weird compliment, shaking your head at him, “Fine. If it’ll get you the hell out of here.” Turning your head, you called for Pony to get the receipt for the table as well as the money that was owed. She quickly did as you said and scurried over to you like a newborn deer before hurrying away again. It was thanks to a recent uptake in dine-n’-dashers that your franchise has started requiring for payment upfront immediately after orders were made. It seemed like a surefire way to keep the restaurant from being stolen from, but you were starting to question if you should keep the policy going. When you turned back to the two males, the man who’d grabbed your face like he was trying to examine your teeth held out of his hand, awaiting the refund. You hesitantly placed the bills and change into his hand, about to put your hand back at your side when he drops the cash and grabs your hand instead, pulling you towards him flush against his front, his other hand on the small of your back.

“Gimme your number too and I’ll leave, piggy,” he grinned, blinking once as he moved his hand from your back to the curve of your ass, feeling you up, “Promise.~”

This fucking man… who did he think he was?

You’ve had enough of him.

With a few swift movements, and the use of some defense classes you’ve taken, you’ve turned the man around and held one arm behind his back, slamming his face down onto the table to keep him in place.

“Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to touch people without their permission you fucking asshole?” You asked, squeezing his arm.

He said nothing, more shocked by how quickly you had managed to overtake him when he left his guard down. A chuckle and the sound of a few clicks soon rang in your ears and you looked up, seeing that the blond man had started taking pictures of your compromised position, a look of amusement on his face, “Wow, never seen him get tossed around like that before. Consider yourself lucky. Or, perhaps… unlucky.” The male’s use of words caused your brows to furrow in confusion, why was he speaking in riddles?

Since you were a bit too distracted by attempting to decipher the blond’s words, you failed to fold the man down who’d you pinned down to the table, and the tables, literally, turned. He had broken from your hold and stumbled back before standing still yet again, glaring down at you like he was on the very edge of murdering you with his bare hands. The intensity of his gaze caused you to flinch but you quickly sprung back, glaring back at him with your own death glare, waiting for him to try something.

“If ya wanna get froggy with me, then fucking hop already, jackass.” You threatened, your tone remaining calm, though you couldn’t hide the way your knees trembled a tad bit, almost as if they were about to give out beneath you. The staring contest continued for a bit longer, the rest of the restaurant quietly watching in interest at what had been unfolding nearby. Talk about a dinner and a movie.

Neither of you were the first to move, instead, the male that was still seated slid out of the booth, pocketed the refunded cash on the table, and elbowed his comrade as he started heading towards the door. Taking the hint, the silveret who’d been staring you down flared his nostrils before straightening up and moving to exit as well, but not without a final word. “Don’t worry, this won’t be the last time you’ll see me, piggy. Bet your bottom dollar.” And with that, he left, leaving you to clean up their mess while also profusely apologizing to your other customers.

-> AUTHOR NOTES: yooooo, it’s been a while since i’ve posted anything on this account, but that’ll change soon enough. i’m excited about how this is going to progress. this reader in particular isn’t your typical reader and she sure as hell ain’t gonna let some weirdos try and kidnap her without a fight. stay tuned! taglist is always open, feel free to comment, reblog, or dm me to lemme know if ya wanna be added. and if you’re too shy to do that but still wanna keep updated on updates for this multichapter story— follow me or turn on the notifications for this post! thanks!

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sapphirefallschronicles · 2 years ago

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ Welcome to Sapphire Falls - chapter 18 ❜┊˚̥۪͙۪◌

Basketballer!Chris Evans x Abigail Syverson (plus size!ofc) & Farmer!Syverson x Livia Darmandi (Asian ofc)

Summary: Abigail and Chris make up and decide for an impromptu photoshoot.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: Usage of THAT photoshoot 0.0

The Advent Calendar (a.k.a. the masterlist)

‘So,’ I tell Honey and the rest of the apparent demonic goat gang–though I think they are more of an angelic goat gang, because those faces are so damn adorable–‘Chris was a total idiot and I hate myself for falling for him.’

Honey bleats and I interpreted like she’s agreeing with me on Chris being a total idiot.

‘Sy is currently weighing the pros and cons of murdering him, and I think Livia talked to Chris, because that’s what she always does. I just don’t know what to tell him when he does manage to come here.’

It’s now Honey’s mom's turn to bleat.

‘You think I should tell him to fuck off?’ I ask her. ‘That is what I most likely want to do. He really broke my heart, you know.’

Mom bleats loudly again, and jumps away. ‘You agree with me, right?’

Honey jumps up and down in front of me, begging for some attention. ‘I’m currently asking for love advice from goats. I think I’ve reached another low point in life.’ I sigh deeply.

I never thought Chris and I could be together as a couple. I dreamed of it, obviously, hoped even, but every time we would get close, something would happen. It was like the universe was telling us it was a bad idea.

So when he showed up again a few days ago, and asked me to the benefit as his date, I started to think that maybe our time had come. But yet again, the universe had different plans.

However unlike the other times we were interrupted, Chris could have done something about it. He could, no should, have said something.

I thought about that moment over and over, and my anger has made place for disappointment. But the anger was still there.

The front door opens, and I hear Sy coming out. I turn around, and he gives me a little wave before he gets in his truck while waving with grocery bags. I turn my attention back to the goats, thinking about the situation over and over.

After Sy left the ranch, it takes approximately five minutes before Chris walks onto our land. Which tells me he has been lurking.

I want to say he needs to leave, that he can drop dead for all I care about and that he needs to go back to Bethany, however I don’t say that, because I don’t mean it. Deep down I’m glad he continues on to try to talk to me and with Sy away, we maybe can talk to each other. Dealing with one stubborn Syverson twin at a time might be hard enough already.

But what do I say to him?

Chris slowly approaches, and doesn’t say a word as he stands next to me, keeping a safe distance between us.

‘Can we talk?’

I thought I wanted to talk to him, but hearing his voice and him say the word ‘talk’ actually awakens the anger in me. ‘Talk? So, now you have something to say?’

‘Abi, I’m sorry. None of that should have happened.’ Chris sounds nervous. He even looks nervous, shifting from his left to his right foot. ‘I shouldn’t have let her talk to you like that.’

I snort, followed by a fake laugh. ‘And why didn’t you say that when that skinny bitch was hanging around your neck? That’s the moment you should have talked.’ I spat out. ‘But it was clear you’d rather be there with her anyways, not me.’

‘I freaked out. Seeing her was difficult. But I did not want to be there with her. I wanted to be there with you, only you.’ He inches closer, and because in my heart I want to believe him, I let him.

‘So, because you freaked out, you let her talk to me like that?’

He rubs the back of his neck, and he opens his mouth a couple times before he finally talks again. ‘I’m so sorry.’

‘Chris, you just don’t get it,’ I say to him. ‘I’ve never been someone’s first choice. You have, you are always the first choice, but not me and I am sick of being second.’ Sick of being your second.

He falls silent for a moment. I feel like going crazy, I want to kick him out of the barn, to be alone again. ‘I’m sick of you walking out on me,’ I add with a small voice.

‘You’ve never been a second choice,’ Chris suddenly says, scraping his throat.

‘What do you mean?’ I scratch Honey behind her ears, unable to keep my hands still. What does this mean?

‘You’re mine.’ He scratches his beard, and when I look to the side, I don’t see the usual confident Chris. No, I see the insecure Chris, the Chris who is looking for words he cannot find, the Chris who wishes he could disappear through the floor. Usually, when I saw this Chris, he would make sure he would get out of the situation as soon as possible. But he was still standing next to me, not making a move to leave.

‘I’ll always pick you first, Abi. I know I’m not great at showing that, and I’m so sorry for that. I wished I acted differently at the benefit. I guess I was overwhelmed, not prepared for something like that to happen. That is not an excuse, let that be clear,’ Chris says. ‘I hate that I hurt you.’

Chris had never been a man of many words, especially not emotional ones, so hearing him say this, meant something for me.

Now it was my turn to fall silent. He’d pick me first. Pick me first how?

‘I promise you, I’ll never let something like that happen again, okay?’ He softly grabbed my hand, and nudged his shoulder against mine. ‘And I will never walk out on you again. I know I did, but that was the biggest mistake I ever made.’

‘Okay,’ I smile and I turn to look forward to him. ‘But seriously, not another time. I cannot handle that,’ I add. Chris nods, and I can tell he knows I’m serious. ‘This does not mean I have forgiven you 100%.’

‘I know.’

We look back at the goats, watching as Honey chases her mom.

I think about what we just said, and while it was a good talk. I still had questions. I still need to know what he meant. What did he mean when he said he’ll always pick me first? I want to ask, but I’m also terrified by the answer. What if it’s not what I want it to be? Or what if it is what I want to hear?

‘What do you mean by always picking me first?’ I ask, my heart racing. I had to ask, and I know it was now or never. If the moment was over, I knew I would never ask.

‘What do you want it to mean?’ Chris throws a curveball, a smile toying on his lips.

I take a moment to think about the answer. I do know what I want, but I also know I’m terrified to actually say it.

‘Do you mind if I take a little time to answer that?’ I stare at my hands, avoiding Chris’ gaze. I am speaking the truth, I need more time to be honest with him. I need more time to open myself up, to let him in.

‘Anything you need.’ Chris softly grabs my chin, and makes me look at him. His eyes bore into mine, and I feel like my entire body is on fire. I’ve been through so many emotions in the last couple of minutes, and I feel like my body is about to explode. Especially with Chris touching me.

The green shirt he’s wearing is driving me insane. I need to get out of here, before I do things without sorting my thoughts out.

‘Why don’t I grab my camera, and we go out for a walk?’ I suggest.

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Chris and I walk through the forest, and chit chat about daily life in Sapphire Falls versus Chicago. I feel a sting in my heart when he tells me about life in the latter. One day I hope to see it with my own eyes, to live a life like that myself.

Maybe with him by my side.

He did hurt me, but maybe I overreacted. I tend to react quickly to situations, while Chris had always needed a moment to react. Outside the basketball court at least.

‘I’m glad I brought my sunglasses today,’ Chris says, pulling me out of my thoughts. ‘I love a bit of sunshine in December, but damn, this is insane.’

I laugh, the weather in Sapphire Falls has always been weird in the winter. It could either be stone cold or fairly warm. Snow on the other hand rarely happened.

Today is one of those days where it was fairly warm. Chris had already left his jacket at the barn, and I left my jacket home as well, wearing a sweater being warm enough.

We approach Honey Bee Farm again, and Chris lowers his speed. ‘You have not taken a picture of me today,’ he abruptly says.

‘Do you want me to take a picture of you?’ I chuckle. Photographing this man was not unpleasant to say the least.

‘Hell yeah!’ He stops walking, and spreads his arms out wide. ‘Where do you want me?’

‘Just walk around I guess?’ I lift my camera up, and start taking pictures of him as he moves around, picking up random items lying around the farm.

He suddenly runs away, disappearing behind some bushes. ‘Where are you going?!’ I yell after him.

‘Look what I’ve found!’

I walk around the bushes, to find him stretched out on a lounge chair. At first I want to laugh, but seeing him sprawled out makes my heart beat faster.

Quickly I raise my camera, capturing the moment. He even had the audacity to unbutton the shirt, to reveal his chest tattoos.

Chris moves around on the old lounge chair, while I give him directions on where to look. The looks he throws at me are sending shivers down my spine.

Before I could turn into a puddle, the lounge chair starts making a noise. And another one.

A loud cracking sound followed, and Chris suddenly wasn’t on the chair anymore, but on the grass underneath.

We burst out in laughter, and I tighten the grip on my camera.

All of a sudden we hear a truck driving onto the driveway. Sy’s back.

‘I think I should go, before Sy murders me,’ Chris says and we had finally stopped laughing.

‘That might be a good idea. I should tell him he can stop sharpening his axes,’ I smile.

Chris shakes his head, and pulls me in for a hug. I rest my chin on his shoulder, and take in his scent. A little musky, earthy.

The hug lasts a little longer than the usual ones, and once we let each other go, I start thinking maybe I should let Chris back in, to see what could happen.

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#Welcome to Sapphire Falls #Welcome to Sapphire Falls Masterlist #diegos-butt & keanureevesisbae advent calender #Chris Evans #Henry Cavill #Syverson #Basketballer!Chris Evans #Farmer!Syverson #Plus size!ofc #Asian!ofc #chris evans x plus size ofc #henry cavill x asian ofc #chris evans x ofc #henry cavill x ofc

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fictional-character-whore · 2 years ago

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CHAPTER 2

SUMMARY - Lydia Lupis had lived a terrible 14 years of life. She went to a school full of drug dealing thieves and gangs, lived in a shitty neighbourhood, had parents that didn't even give a shit about her to come home and a brother that treated her like absolute trash. The only half decent thing in her life was a stupid camp - Camp Rim of the World. Her brother Conrad gad a job there but instead of actually doing it, he just snogged any girl he could find, leaving Lydia to do his job for him. Lydia was never that much of a social person and usually spent most of her time at the camp either working or in her own cabin reading. Lydia expected these school holidays to be the same as every other, but what she didn't know was that these holidays were going to change her life. Aliens were taking over planet earth and after following three kids into the woods and meeting a strange boy, the fate of the world somehow rest in their hands. With her new found friends will they be able to save the world before humanity becomes extinct and will a curtain strange boy steal Lydia's heart or smash it into a million pieces?

WARNINGS - i wrote this story years ago so i can’t remember exactly what’s in this but let me know if i miss anything! swearing, mentions of abuse, mentions of parental neglect, mild violence and threatenings, use of weapons, blood?, mega freaking cringe read at your own risk lol

"Let him go!" he yelled.

He was about the same height as me, maybe a little taller. He had tan skin and dark brown hair that fell over his face, he wore long light brown pants with a silver chain attached to the belt loops, a dark teal almost navy shirt with the sleeves rolled up with half the buttons done up, with a white singlet underneath and what I could only just see, another silver chain necklace around his neck, hidden by his singlet and shirt. He was quite attractive actually, he almost seemed kind of angelic but that didn't matter because I was currently more concerned in finding out his personality.

I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against a tree in the shadows as I watched and waited to see how the situation played out.

"Let him go," he repeated as the now startled boys turned to see who the stranger was.

"Move along mountain hobo, we've got no qualms with you," Dariush said to him and was about to continue 'helping' Alex but Alex was desperate for help and started to beg for the stranger to help him.

"I'm not gonna ask you again," the stranger said confidently. This guy was defiantly interesting. I was starting think that I made the right choice to work this morning.

Dariush huffed in annoyance and basically dragged Alex over to the other side of the small dirt clearing where the kid stood. Dariush shoved Alex harshly to the ground and began making a complete fool of himself, "Big mistake bro," he moved his hands over his head and in front of his chest in a praying position, making an 'oohing' noise while doing it, "five years of kraw magaw bitch! I will gowgudo (i dont always know what he says sorry guys) you so hard right now. What's your ground game?" he then got into the karate kid pose, with one leg bent in the air and his arms up above his head. The stranger looked unimpressed and just stood there and watched as Dariush tried to act like he was a bad ass, but he just looked like a clown that tried to juggle for the first time and was failing miserably. Dariush then went to kick the stranger but he missed as the stranger stepped back and then came forward and punched him square in the face, knocking Dariush to the ground semiconscious. Huh, I was impressed.

The stranger then made his way over to Alex and helped him up to his feet, while making sure he was okay in the process. When Alex got up I noticed out of the corner of my eye, that the Asian girl had appeared and was watching the boys like I was except they knew she was there and I wasn't. I smirked to myself and decided that I should probably make my presence known so they didn't think I saw some bitch spying on them or anything.

So I stepped forward off the tree I was leaning on and out onto the clearing and into the sunlight, "Nice shot kid. Where'd you learn to punch like that?"

All their eyes were turned to me now and I could see that the stranger looked a little stunned for a second when he saw me, but I didn't think much of it and just waited for his answer.

"Uhh.. T-thanks. I, uhh, did s-some, uhh, boxing lessons a f-few years ago, heh, yeah," he stuttered.

Lier. This kid was a terrible lier but the fact that he was hiding something just spiked my curiosity even more. When people hid things I was an expert in finding out the truth and just like everyone else, I was going to find out his secret. But first I was going to play with him for a bit.

"Cool. Although in my opinion you should have kicked him in the dick, shoved him to the ground and stomped on his chest to brake his ribs," I said casually as I walked over to Dariush who was whimpering on the ground. I could almost feel their shocked faces as they took in what I had just said. So he wasn't a big fan of violence.

"That's kind of harsh, but I think I broke his nose anyway so-"

"You only broke it because I hit it first," I cut him off. I tilted my head to the side as I looked down at Dariush still semiconscious and whimpering on the ground. I nudged my foot against his arm making him open his closed eyes and look up at me. I smiled a wide evil grin and he screamed and scrambled over to the Asian girl as he came fully conscience again. I chuckled and looked back to the boys seeing their concerned and half scared faces.

"I think you did more than punch him," Alex said.

"Kid, you have no idea what I've done and what I'm going to do to this faggot," I said looking back to Dariush with my evil grin again. He whimpered and hid further behind the Asian girl, I just laughed my crazy laugh at him.

The others just looked at me like I was completely insane but I swear I saw the faintest bit of awe on the strangers' face.

"Anyway, who are you guys?" I asked changing the subject a observing them all.

"I'm Alex," Alex said, "that's ZhenZhen" he pointed to the Asian girl, "and you obviously know Dariush."

I nodded my head and looked to the stranger, waiting for his response.

"And I'm Gabriel," he said.

"Gabriel? Like the angel?" I asked curiously.

"What angel?" he asked confused.

"The one in Shadow Hunters," I said.

"Oh yeah! That's a good sho-" Dariush started, probably hoping that he could get on my good side if he went along with it.

"I know you haven't seen it you disgusting maggot. How dumb do you think I am?" I spat at him in anger.

"I don't think that you're dumb at all! Not one bit! But I have actually seen the show," he said the last part quietly.

"The show's shit, the books are better," I said making him shut up. (Sorry not sorry if you disagree with me)

"Okay.. But who are you?" Gabriel asked me.

"Lydia Lupis," I said with a small two finger salute.

"Do you live around here or something?" Alex asked Gabriel.

He seemed hesitant with his answer and took a moment to answer, "Ye-yeah, yeah."

Whatever this kid is hiding, it must be bad, But as I like to think, the more horrid the secret the more interesting the person. This kid was getting even more interesting and my curiosity was growing even more with every lie and hesitant answer he told us. He was some much fun.

"You guys are from the um, the uhh camp, right?" Gabriel asked ZhenZhen as she walked away from Dariush and closer the boys and I, but she just put her hands on her hips as she examined the view of the lake and other mountains and hills, giving no signs of answering Gabriel's question.

To me this girl was a bitch. I mean look at her, she ran off into the bush for god knows what reason, then she stood there and watched Alex pretty much get bullied by Dariush and now she completely ignores Gabriel. From the clothes that I've seen her wear, she probably thinks that she's a bad ass or something, and maybe she might have done some things that would be considered 'cool' by other kids, in her life but it would have been nothing compared to what I've done. And the fact that she thinks that she's too good for any of us to even talk to us, just made my blood boil in anger and disgust. So yeah, I don't like the bitch.

"She's not much of a talker," Alex defended her to Gabriel.

Not much of a talker my ass. I rolled my eyes and walked over to a tree where they could still see me and leaned onto it and put my hands in my jacket pockets. Dariush had moved behind a rock when ZhenZhen walked away from him and he was watching me like a scared cat that had just been chased a mile by dogs. Dariush was a pathetic piece of shit that made me sick to the stomach just by being within a ten metre radius of him. I wanted to shove that massive head full of air of his and smash it against the rock he was hiding behind just to let some of that air out and shove some actual knowledge and sense into it instead. Maybe then he wouldn't be such an ass-wipe.

"Get up pussy fucker. I'm not gonna hurt you unless you make a wrong move," I told him.

"H-how do I know w-when I make a wrong move?" He squeaked.

"You'll know because I'll be beating the shit out of you," I snapped back.

With that he go up and walked over to Alex, Gabriel and ZhenZhen where he then started complaining and whining about how Gabriel punched him in the face. I was sick of listening to the faggot talk and complain so I didn't pay much attention to their conversation.

Suddenly there were loud explosion like noises coming from the sky. The others started freaking out and searching the sky for the source of the noises but I just watched them in amusement, "Guys chill, it's probably just some dickheads with homemade bombs setting them off in the bush to scare the campers."

But then our phones all rang at the same time, signalling us that we all had gotten a message. Everyone but Gabriel who I assumed didn't have his phone on him, took out our phones and read the messages.

"What does it say?" Gabriel asked.

"It's the Emergency Broadcast System," I answered.

I looked at my phone screen and scanned the message that all of us seemed to have gotten, as Dariush read it out loud for Gabriel. 'All civilians are to evacuate major metropolitan areas immediately. Do not interfere with the movement of military and law enforcement personnel. Under no circumstances approach any unknown aircraft' is what it said.

Dariush gasped, "It’s the next seven eleven!" he said and began to panic.

"Calm your tits Dariush, like I said before, it’s probably just some kids playing some kind of prank on us and the other campers," I said to try and calm the mood.

"Well we gotta get back to the vans," said Alex, "Anyone know the way?"

"I do," Gabriel and I said in unison. We looked at each other and I grinned a non-evil grin at him, "It's this way," I said pointing in the direction of which we came from.

"Yeah, follow us," Gabriel finished and we all began to walk back to the other campers and the vans, but Dariush had to be a dick and try to play leader.

"Ok, woah, woah! Hold your road there Dora the Explorer, alright?" He said to Gabriel, "This is my click, soldiers out," He then began walking the wrong way but no one followed him, we just walked the way we originally were going to walk. Once he realised that no one was following him Dariush soon ran to catch up to us. I wish he got lost so we wouldn't have to deal with him anymore.

As we walked in a group; Gabriel and I at the front, Dariush in the middle and Alex and ZhenZhen at the back, through the bush on our way back to the rest of the campers and the vans, Gabriel thought it was a good idea to start a conversation with me.

"So you, uhh.. You stay at the camp a lot or something? I-I mean, since you know your way around here quite well," He stuttered a bit and I thought it was kinda cute- wait, what did I just think?! I don't think guys stuttering are cute! That's what stupid bitches think not me! What the actual fuck Lydia! I mentally slapped myself for that thought.

"I work at the camp with my brother," I answered, "I haven't seen you around here before though. How far away from the camp do you live?"

"Oh, n-no I uhh live a uhh.. Quite far in the mountains so I, uhh, don't usually come, um, this far,"

"I see," I could see right through this kids lies but honestly, it was fun seeing him flustered by my questions and try to come up with pathetic excuses. I wonder how long it'll be before he cracks and tells us the truth. So I continued to question him, "So what were you doing this far then? Hopefully not snooping on the campers or stealing anything I hope."

"N-no! No, nothing like that I was just uhh- “before he could finish his next lie though, Alex cut him off.

"Guys! I think we're close!" Alex yelled to us as he ran up the front of the group. He was right, you could see the clearing through the trees. As I tried my hardest to see through the trees and tell if anyone was there, we all started to run. When we reached the edge of the clearing all we saw was the canoes and the river, everyone was gone and both of the vans were missing. As the realisation that everyone was gone hit us, panic began to set in and we all started to freak out.

"Everyone's gone!" Alex yelled.

"Assholes!" Dariush breathlessly shouted.

"They probably got the signal and went back to camp," Alex reasoned.

All of a sudden, there was more loud explosion like noises coming from the sky but this time they were louder and as we all looked up to the sky we could see massive explosions in the atmosphere. They were beautifully terrifying and as each one exploded, they sent a new wave of fear inside me and in the pit of my stomach where they stuck together and grew bigger and bigger, making me want to shrink to the size of an ant and curl up into ball and just die.

I don't know why this was suddenly making me feel high levels of fear but I hated it and as I tried my hardest to push that fear away it just wouldn't leave. What was happening to me? Why can't I get rid of this awful feeling inside of me and even when the explosions ceased to explode I still couldn't get it to disappear. Fear had taken over my body and it felt as if I was going into shock.

"What the fuck!" Dariush screamed and began to grab at his phone in his pocket.

"Looks like explosions in the upper atmosphere," Alex said somehow calmly which made me feel more anger and frustration at how stupid my feelings were being.

"Call them and have them send a van to pick you up," Gabriel said frantically as everyone but Gabriel and I got their phones back out, they began to try and turn them on but no matter how many times they pressed the on buttons, they wouldn't turn on.

"I-it's dead!" Dariush said in disbelief, "I had ninety percent to seconds ago!" He started to bang his hand against the side of his phone as an attempt to get it to work, "piece of shit."

"Mines dead too," Alex said and as everyone went quiet, the sky suddenly started to turn orange and the light around us became tinted orange and yellow like the light from a lamp. The others looked up and stared in confused shock.

Then there were military jets suddenly flying along the river from the peak in the mountains. We all watched as they flew past and further down the river, spraying water at us along the way. The others stumbled backwards as the wind from the passing jets hit us with enough force to knock you to the ground, but I stood as still as a rock, with fear shocking me silently in place.

"Oh my God! It's Independence day," Gabriel announced after all the jets had disappeared.

"It's June Gabriel!" Dariush shouted at him.

"Oh wait, maybe North Korea's invading!" Dariush said and turned to ZhenZhen, "ZhenZhen call it off!" he shouted in her face, but she just looked annoyed.

"W-we, we just need to wait here until the adults realise they left us and come back," Alex said trying to calm us down but with no luck in succeeding.

"Oh man.. I mean, what if they never come back!" Dariush shouted as he began to pace, "I'm gonna die with you losers?! I never even had sex before!"

He stopped pacing and shouting as he realised what he had just said. The others just looked at him as if he was the biggest moron on the planet, and even though I couldn't move or speak, I thought it.

"Let me clear that up. I had sex, I had sex before. I mean, I haven't had sex with two girls at once, that's what I mean. I had- I told you I had sex before," he turned to Alex hoping he would back him up but he said no a looked disgusted.

"Shut the fuck up Dariush! No one gives a shit about your sex life," I suddenly screamed as I finally snapped out of whatever trance I was in but the feelings never left, "If we do die than it's going to be because of you!" fear had taken over my mind. As a young high schooler, my gang had shown me how to turn fear to anger and right now that is exactly what I was doing because people who showed fear got pitied, beaten, taken control of and manipulated, and I wasn't about to show all of them my fear, so instead I showed them my anger.

"If we die it's going to be your fault because you'll be the one dragging us down! All you do is whine and complain and scream and in situations like this people like you either die first or get the whole fucking group killed! So if all you care about is how many people you've had sex with, than you might as well just fucking leave and try and figure out how to survive on your own! But wait! You can't! Because spoilt rich faggots like you have everything done for them and are that fucking stupid that they don't know how to chew their own fucking food! So if you want to survive shut the fuck up or I swear to god I might just kill you myself!"

They had all gone deadly silent as I raged at Dariush. Their faces all filled with shock, fear and astonishment. They looked at me like I was some insane bitch that had just threatened to blow up the whole earth, and it made me feel horrible.

Fear has this curtain effect on humans and animals. The person or thing that you fear makes you want to give in and follow every command they give you just so you could live another day without injury or physical pain, but it also has the opposite effect. It can make you want to run and hide from the world, it can make you feel things that you never thought you could. It can make you do things you never thought you would or could do before. It can make you shut people out and force you to stay on the safe side instead of taking any risks, but there is never always a safe side for you to run to and hide in and once you figure that out you're a goner.

It binds you and sucks you into this infinite abyss that you can never get out of and even when you think that you’re close to the top, you're always right back at the bottom.

But this kind of fear that I felt wasn't just for the unknown and dangerous situation we were in but for that mother fucking feeling that has been digging and eating away at me for years and years. It was fear that they would leave or ditch me the first chance they got because they thought that I was insane or crazy, and even though I had only known these kids for a matter of minutes I felt a curtain pull towards them that I had never felt with anyone before. It was a pull that made me want to stay with them as long as I could, a pull that made me want to completely open up to them, a pull that made me want to give up my very soul just so they could live. It was so fucking stupid but at the same time I longed for it so much and if I let them go I don't think I would ever feel this way about any other group of people ever again.

I couldn't bare to let them go so as the anger and fear grew inside of me I turned away from the group and walked to the edge of the river. I sat down at the bank and mentally screamed my head off.

I hated this feeling. It was making me show too much emotion and I'm sure that if they ever found out of what I've done and how mentally unstable I am, than they would leave me I know they would. So I have to get it together and push everything back down and forget about it because getting all emotional wasn't going to fix anything or help the situation.

But why was it suddenly so hard to push these feelings back down? I've done it all my life and suddenly they just decide that when we're all probably going to die is the best time to make my life a living hell of fucking feelings. This is total bullshit.

Just when I was about to throw myself into the river and drown myself, I heard the sound of someone walking towards me as the rocks and gravel moved underneath their feet, they sat down next to me and put their hand on my shoulder as they used their angelic voice to speak to me.

No it's not angelic you stupid idiot! It's just a voice, nothing more but a deep male voice.

"Hey.. Are you okay?" Gabriel asked me.

I slapped his hand off my shoulder, and crossed my arms, "I'm fine."

"It's okay to be scared Lydia,"

"Scared? Why would I be scared? I never get scared, it's you who should be scared,"

"I am. But in situations like this it's okay to feel scared an-"

"Gabriel I appreciate you trying to 'help' me but I don't need help because I'm fine. I've dealt with worse things than this so I'm sure I can handle it," I then stood back up walked over to the others where Alex and Dariush were arguing. Something to do with bears by the sound of it.

"Hey!" I yelled at them, "Are you guys done arguing about stupid bears? Because we have bigger problems than those pathetic animals,"

"What do you mean pathetic?! They could rip us to pieces in seconds!" Dariush shouted.

"Yeah black bears are opportunistic carnivores, we wouldn't survive out here during the night with one of those things out here," Alex added.

"Well guess what? You're in luck bitches because you're looking at a bear hunter," I announced to them.

"What?! You've killed bears before?!" Gabriel yelled shocked as he was walking back towards the rest of us.

"Yes. And if you don't believe me I have the scars to prove it,"

"That's really cool and all but I still think we should head back to the camp," Alex said.

"Yeah! So let’s go! Come on!" Dariush said and began to run towards the road that led back to the camp.

As we ran Alex came over beside me and while panting heavily asked, "Have you really hunted a bear before?"

I shoved the top of my jacket off and pulled for the sleeve of my shirt. There were three giant claw marked scares on my right shoulder and as his facial expression turned to amazement I explained, "My school is on the edge of a forest where bears are known to be very common. The bears always come onto the grounds during lunch breaks because they can smell the shitty food, so my school mates and I had to learn how to get rid of them and one of the only ways of doing that is by killing them. This scar," I nodded down to my shoulder, "was from my first hunt," I pulled my shirt and jacket back on properly and continued to run.

I could see Alex looking like he had just heard the most awesome thing in the world and I smirked. But what I didn't know was that Gabriel had listened to our little conversation and was running in front of us with the most awestruck and amazed expression plastered to his face.

When we reached the camp entrance we stopped for a moment to observe the scene in front of us. The place was trashed and there was dust in the air everywhere. There were canoes, wood logs, campers’ bags and other things from the camp everywhere, even one of the wooden bear statues at the camp entrance had been knocked over.

"Hello!" Dariush yelled and we began to jog through the camp looking for anyone that might still be here.

"Hello!" Alex yelled.

"Where is everybody?" Dariush questioned.

"Hello! Is anybody here?!" Alex yelled again.

"Yo, do you see anybody?" Dariush asked.

"They've probably all evacuated," I said.

As we jogged through the camp there was a big wooden sign sitting against one of the information boards. Someone had written a message onto it in red spray paint. It said 'Come down mountain strangers, Call 911'

"Ohh! They left us!" Dariush said in disbelief.

"No shit Sherlock," I snapped back.

"Shit," Dariush muttered.

"Not all of them!" Gabriel yelled to us from a few metres away. We turned towards him and saw that he was looking at a wooden bench, except there was someone lying on top of it.

We ran over to the figure to see who it was, but I stopped at half way once I recognised the person. I could never forget that ugly blonde mullet.

"It's heavy metal Conrad!" Dariush announced.

"Conrad!" Alex yelled as they surrounded the table he was lying on.

"Is he dead?" Dariush asked. Oh how I wish he was.

Gabriel put two fingers to his throat to check his pulse, "He's still breathing. He must have slept through the evacuation."

"Okay, what kind of asshole sleeps through and evacuation?" Dariush said dumbfounded.

"My brother, that's who," I said and walked over to the table he was lying on.

"Wait, Conrad's your brother?" Alex asked.

"Sadly, yes. Ever wondered why he hasn't gotten fired when all he does is snog girls?" I asked them, "Well it's because I do his job for him."

My anger was rising again but this time it wasn't from fear, it was from pure hatred. I stepped onto the seat of the table, I looked down at his ugly sleeping form and growled. I brought my foot up over his face and smashed it down with all the strength I could muster, braking his nose and probably fracturing his skull against the table. I grinned in satisfaction as the others just looked at me shock at what I had just done to my brother.

"Holy shit Lydia! That's your broth-" Alex started.

"He was no fucking brother to me," I snapped. His blood was dripping from his nose and the back of his head onto the table now and it just made the satisfaction grow as my grin widened, "I've wanted to do that for a long ass time."

"I don't think he's going to wake up now," Dariush said.

As I stepped down from the table, the others began to search him probably to see if he had anything on him that would help us find out where the others all went. Suddenly ZhenZhen lifted up a white alcohol flask that had milk written on it. Ever since the day he bought that thing I don't think I've ever seen him without it. And I haven't and still don't fully know what shit he puts into that thing. I mean I know he puts alcohol in it but I've never known exactly what type it was, and I was defiantly not keen to find out what it was.

Suddenly ZhenZhen undid the lid of the flask and brought it up to her lips, despite the mumbled protests by Gabriel and Dariush. She took a big gulp and threw it away. That was the most stupidest thing I have ever seen anyone do.

"I don't think that that was milk," Dariush mumbled.

"That was a stupid ass move ZhenZhen. Even I don't know exactly what he puts in that thing. For all we know you could have just drunk his piss," I said to her but she looked unaffected by my comment. She probably thought she just did something really impressive but really it was just stupid.

Dariush began laughing his loud annoying laugh and I could see that Gabriel and Alex were holding back their own laughter.

"Come on, we should go and see if they left anything behind before they left," and I started walking towards the Dining hall.

Once we got there I went straight into the kitchen and saw in there was just like everything outside, it was trashed. All the food had been opened and thrown everywhere, the fridge was open and its contents were spilled out onto the floor, spoiled and unedible. There was rotting food everywhere, on the floor, on the table tops and cupboards, even stuck to the roof! What the fuck?!

"Shit!" I shouted and kicked the fridge door.

"What?! What happened?!" Gabriel asked as they all ran into the kitchen.

"The food's all wasted! Someone trashed the kitchen and threw all the food everywhere and now none of its fucking edible!" I shouted and kidded the fridge door again.

"There's got to be something that we can eat, I mean it’s only been on the flo-" Gabriel said.

"The floors in here are filthy and if you eat something that has been on the ground for even a second than you'll have who knows what kind of disease or illness from all the fucking germs," I said crossing my arms.

I walked past them and out into the dining area where I sat on the edge of one of the tables, "Did you guys find anything else?"

"I was just about to try the phone," Gabriel said and walked over to the red telephone on one of the walls. He grabbed it and put it to his ear to see if it would work, when it didn't he bashed the phone box to try and get it to work but just like our cellphones, it wouldn't work, "The line's dead."

"That's 'cause the power's out," Alex said as he flicked the light switch and nothing happened, "You know what an EMP is?"

"Ahh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's that music white people dance to," Dariush said.

"No, that's EDM. EMP stands for 'Electro Magnetic Pulse.' A nuclear explosion in the upper atmosphere can cause one and it knocks out most electronics over a really big area," Alex explains and pulled out his phone.

"Well what does that mean?" Dariush asked Alex.

"It means nothing works," Alex answered.

"Not even cars?" Dariush asked.

"Well you guys have food and a roof over your head. You can do a lot more than just staying here and waiting this out," Gabriel said.

"We don't have food Gabriel, it's all spoiled and unedible," I snapped at him.

"Wait? Wait what out," Dariush asked and I was legit ready to punch him again for how stupid he was, but I was stopped by another explosion from outside.

We all stopped and then ran out of the dining to see what it was and where it came from. But as we walked to the edge of the small hill that the camp was stationed on, the scene we saw just made us even more confused and scared.

CHAPTER 1 - CHAPTER 2 - CHAPTER 3 - CHAPTER 4 - CHAPTER 5 - CHAPTER 6

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anarmel · 4 years ago

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six of crows gang my beloved

what is fanart without me complaining about a thing i like

as a person who read SoC duology a long time ago, my SoC only related thoughts

-did they make Jesper gay and not bi?do not support that decision. that scene in a stable was kinda unnecessary (but i’m not a big fan of those kinda scenes in general) and felt like they just wanted something gay in this season and sort of a nod that they didn’t forget Jesper’s attraction to men but in process of that forgot that he’s bi. i think he should’ve had flirtatious interactions with everyone(he flirty).especially that we know that his main love interest is a man and his light crush on Kaz he should’ve flirted with a woman in this season. and i know that bi people are not obligated to date several people of all gender spectrum to know or like affirm that they’re bi but that’s in real life and SaB is a piece of media that communicates through visuals and limited dialogue and not a book where you have access to mention it in characters thoughts soo....yeah....not invisible bi representation where?and Nina is taken with her romance with Matthias already

-Nina(my beloved) and Matthias...yeah that’s the start of their story

-i liked “more soft” Kaz he felt less like an archetype of a character that he is(a traumatised bad boy who doesn’t care for anything or anyone but will eventually be “fixed” by love for a girl). book version of him works because we have his inner thoughts and machinations if he was on screen like he was in a book it just wouldn’t work as well he needs to emote and show a little bit of feelings that he experiences to work in a given medium and to not be a brick character on screen

-and Inej, my girl, my beloved . i don’t think she would sass tante Heleen while still being under a contract. i don’t understand why they took out her having panic attacks near the menagerie, and she refused Jesper’s backup(girlboss of her to do that but not being alone in that place is beneficial for mental stability !buddy system!). maybe because she is in that situation where she is still under indenture and she didn’t feel real relief and still is to take her first breath as a free person so she doesn’t feel constant fear of being robed of her freedom by the same place again? idk maaan...maybe i’m wrong but that’s jus how i feel. she is the strongest character in the series but that doesn’t mean she should be “strong” in every situation she is still a human who was treated so terribly by so many people and the menagerie represents it. ooof. in a book her strengths and weaknesses were established so well. i appreciated her fangirling for Alina though and that they didn’t brake her character in that way.her beliefs are still intact and she is apprehensive about kidnapping a saint. nice. love her

as a viewer of Shadow and Bone content without a book base but with basic knowledge of the universe and characters:

-(speaking as a slavic person in predominantly slavic society) didn’t like Zoya’s racist comment towards Alina like at all. like she is asian herself different part bur still. and i felt like her problem with Alina wasn’t race related then why throw that in? if my rival was poc i wouldn’t throw a slur at them and go a racist rout because that will not who i am(and i’m not that lazy at insulting/j) and it’s not even a part of my problem with them, i would go for something more personal and connected to the root of the problem to be a full bitter bitch. like Zoya feels useless and like she’s being replaced (right?) she could’ve commented how useless Alina is, how she can’t be strong by herself without help of darkling to reflect her own insecurities on Alina? why drag race into that problem? why? i know they had asian writers working on the script and in my opinion they did a good job at war era racist propaganda and how it ostracised Alina in society but making Zoya on a personal level a racist was kinda dumb. she’s a bitch but not a bigot

-i’m afraid of saying my thoughts on darkling/alina/mal situation because that part of the fandom really scares me. and that was not really my interest in this show

-not enough Genya(i really like her character)

as a person who was born in russia and will die in russia(not by choice) my russia related thoughts:

(i know that it’s only inspired and not based on imperial russia but i wanna nitpick and bitch about things)

-for imperial russia not lavish enough(yeah budget and stuff but it’s true) those bitches only knew how to burn gold on luxuries and wars

-Alina’s last name is Starkov. so in russian usually last names that end in -ov/-ova -ev/-eva are gendered her version is “male”. i don’t care for gendered stuff but in russian every word is that way. as a gender abolitionist i don’t care as a russian speaker kinda not right but eh. i(nb) go by my -ova last name because it flows with my name better like Alina Starkova i kinda like how it has an A at the beginning and on the end. Alina Starkov is still a cool name because fuck grammatically correct things

-i don’t understand why they decided to call uniforms kefta and not kaftan, kefta sounds more like kofta(casual shirt) and kaftan is a real thing and a nicer word in my opinion(and isn’t kefta a dish? but then again we have a dish named “herring under a fur coat”)

-do not understand the name of an episode “otkazat’sya” it means “to refuse” as in like a verb, kinda weird, “otkaz”(refusal) would suit more as a name because it’s a noun and less confusing and a cooler looking word. it just doesn’t work in russian and was kinda jarring to see it. and didn’t they call a food taster an “otkazat’sya” like huh??? he would be just a low ranked “pridvornyy”(courtier) or a “sluga”(servant) or if you want a fancier word it would be “mundschenk”(world of german origin used in imperial russia under Peter the First) but they were only for vine and drink tasting

-there is like three words in russian and pronunciation is funny. o to pronounce ц like ц and not like ts. there is no need to be soft

-and it’s so funny that magic users called Grisha it’s just a slavic name Grigori in short form. imagine a world where magic users are all called like Josh in all seriousness

-(did they have at least one russian speaking person to consult on language usage or pronunciations?they merged two books together couldn’t they change some words to more correct ones?)

-so mad that they killed of my main man Ivan he was THE russian representation of that show. such a single minded serious bitch. i connected to him so much (i love me some unimportant background characters) and that goth bitch(darkling) lives on. i only can be satisfied if one of those shadow monsters is Ivan(i only jest...unless?....)

general:

-found family is top tier, love triangles are in hell(not fun kind) but that’s my general hiccup with this franchise (it has so much potential but choses to focus heavily on romance, like romance is good and great and all that but friendship is magic)

-in conclusion i really liked the story as a separate being and it’s one of the better book to screen adaptations i’ve seen but it’s not without flaws

-i’m always critical of things that i love. it’s my passion to scrutinise and see flaws. i am but a miserable being

🖤only my personal opinions and feelings,hope you enjoyed my art despite my tirades🖤

#grishaverse #six of crows #shadow and bone #soc fanart #art #my art #souring my art with my thoughts #blue eyed white boys on top(#why wylan has blue eyes leigh why not brown-amber #brown eyes are so much better #aaaaa

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moviesstoriesandbooks · 3 years ago

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Ok so thots on Bad buddy ep 9

1) Korn my love. My knight in shining armour. My quail in ponytail. My dumbass with sass. My sweetie with a patootie. I love you Korn. And drake 👉🏽👈🏽🥺 pls rail me

2) Ohm sexy guns in navy top makes me wanna squeeze.

3) i would once again like to point out how fuc*in happy pran looks when he's with Pat. How can his "friends" see that and NOT support them together????

4) everyone including me , is pissed off af Pran's group of friends but I'm trying to be patient coz they're at most , 18 years old and we do stupid shit when we're young that we'll come to regret coz of the scale of the stupid when we're older. I hope wai and the rest of them realise how much wrong they were in.

5) i speak from experience but juniors doing fucked up shit coz of their seniors rivalry is real. Like seniors do think they own the place and they do try to keep out some people from their own batchmates' social circles. Some of the things these shows potray are so close to asian college life like 🥲 Take SOTUS for example.

6) When they both said "Not yet" , i guffawed so LOUD at 3.00 in the morning , I'm sure i woke up my friend passed out in the next room.

6) also i thought they were gonna do it this episode , i opened instagram before watching and the black and white pic popped open like ohm staaaaahpppp

7) inkpa endgame bitches.

8) pls i want waikorn to happen and korn to actually ask wai in a very disappointed but not surprised voice "Why did you do that to him? But i guess hurting people who love you comes easy to you doesn't it??" about their own conflicts and then watch the burn of pain flash in Wai's eyes. I wanna see wai suffer .

9) Also please let their first time after a rain soaked walk session 🥺👉🏽👈🏽Imagine young love Patpran wet and running up the stairs 😭😭

10) I'm not talking about the "fruit basket" that is Pran's room. So that also means the bi sweatshit by our darling Korn is also intentional ofc.

11) Did i mention inkpa endgame ???

12) Fuck dem parents .

13) I was sad during that one episode when korn was barely there. I loved every second of him on screen like Yessssss!! Go best friendddd☺️❤️✌🏽

14) like not only wai , Pran's other friends are shits too. I need you all to litter the hate don't just focus it on wai coz these dipshits kept quiet.

15) angry footballer guy from opp team is hot.

16) I've noticed this many times but Ohm is such a fine fine actor. His eyes are capable of looking like a sad puppy and its will squeeze our heart but then he gets angry and then we'll melt into a pile of scared goo at his feet. It's just so so so sexy of him. Such a talent.

17) also , that guy who hurt Pat. Wait till you get found out son. The architecture and engineering gang will prolly leave you at Pran's mercy. And it would be worse for you.

18) someone said imagine pran turning up to the hospital with bruised knuckles abd you know what?? I can also imagine that fu*ker turning up in the icu with a very heavily bandaged head.

19) korn . Korn holding back Pat , wai , pat. Korn sexy , pat sexy. Wai you stupid vitch sit yo ass down.

20) inkpa height difference cuuuuute , also endgame

And side note for P,aof , as much as i like to believe that I'm as cool and suave as pat , I'm actually a smol bean like Pran and i got fuckin scared to death when those Engineering idiots said Pat's serious i almost started to cryyyy😭😭😭😭 Don't scare me like that 😭

#bad buddy series #thai bl series #thai boys love series #thai drama #gmmtv series #thailand #ohm pawat #ohmnanon #aof noppharnach #patpran

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very-something-z · 4 years ago

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in an effort to get some of my mutuals to read worm I'll try to give brief spoiler free synopsis of some of the characters (mostly their powers).

Main Cast

Taylor/Skitter: 15 bullied girl controls bugs in biblical proportions, bites off more than she can chew still wins somehow??

Lisa/Tattletale: 16 self describes powers as "Sherlock Holmes on drugs", is asexual

Brian/Grue: 17 Incredibly handsome, power essentially creates magical darkness dnd style

Alec/Regent: 15ish trash boy with the worst home life like honestly if you thought Endeavor was bad you ain't seen nothing yet. can make peoples nerves fire kind of like a twitch.

Rachel/Bitch: 16ish yes that's her name no she wont change it fuck you for asking. Butch, likes dogs.

The Local Protectorate

the government sponsored heroes

Armsmaster: acts more like a robot than actual robots, is the batman ironman type guy.

Miss Militia: Was a literal child soldier before immigrating to the US, basically green lantern but only guns.

Assault & Battery: Battery was a young heroine with minor electric powers who captured a villain who basically said I'll be a good guy but only if you marry me, she said yes. he renamed himself assault.

Velocity: An extremely poor man's Flash like seriously 0.50$ bargain bin

Dauntless: Is cooler than Armsmaster, no Armsmaster is NOT jealous.

Triumph: Recently turned 18. Yells.

Wards

also government, but for kids under 18

Aegis: Worst flying brick of all time ever.

Gallant: Emotion powers.

Clockblocker: hates his job and his life, uses humor to cope. it isnt working. can pause things if he touches them.

Kid Win: if Ironman was a kid with dyscalculia. rides a hoverboard.

Vista: is like 12, has been a hero for like 2 years has been on the team longer then everyone except Aegis maybe.

Shadow Stalker: is trying very hard to be the edgy vigilante. comes with crossbows. has hate boner for Grue.

New Wave

was a local hero team who decided to do a face reveal. Have kids who are also heroes.

Lady Photon/Sarah Pelham: flight, force fields, and lasers oh my. nicknamed Photon Mom. Trusts her sister a little too much.

Manpower/Neil Pelham: 7'0" tall buff super strength with an electro magnetic force field.

Laserdream/Crystal Pelham: 19 is just trying to go to college. same powers as mom faster flight more powerful lasers weaker shield. Idk if this was just me but massive lesbian energies.

Shielder/Eric Pelham: everyone gets this wrong but apparently hes 14?? Same deal as his mom but the opposite of his sister, slower flight, weaker lasers, better shields.

Brandish/Carol Dallon: Isn't the best mom. A decent lawyer. creates hard light objects like swords. Lady Photons sister.

Flashbang/Mark Dallon: is depressed. his powers are a flashbang literally.

Glory Girl/Victoria Dallon: 17. is dating Gallant. flight, personal force field, super strength, and a like me emotion aura.

Panacea/Amy Dallon: 15 is adopted. "healing" powers. needs serious psychological help. is later retconned to be the same age as glory girl.

Villains

I'm doing the leaders because fuck Doing all 14 of the nazis.

Lung: runs the Asian Bad Boyz. Its scarier than it sounds. turns into a dragon.

Kiaser: runs Empire 88 a neo nazi gang. is also a huge dickhead. makes metal blades out of other metal.

Skidmark: is about as threatening as his name would suggest which is not at all. has a foul mouth. run the Archers Bridge Merchants.

Faultline: is a total mom. in denial about being a mom. has adopted 3 children and 1 grown man. Hates Tattletale. Is a mercenary. doesn't kill. is a total mom.

Purity: was married to Kaiser. is trying hard to take the kids in the divorce. left Empire 88 to try and be a solo hero. is still racist.

Coil: a big ol' spoiler.

Misc.

Parian: does puppet shows for the kids using her power to control textiles to animate stuffed animals. is in college for fashion design. is middle eastern and very gay.

Eidolon: has the power of that one kid in third grade who would just make up new powers on the fly when playing superhero. is the strongest of the big three super heroes in the US. needs worthy opponents.

Alexandria: is THE flying brick. in universe all other flying bricks are referred to as alexandria packages. one of the big three. is kind of a bitch.

Legend: the only member of the big three who is genuinely nice. does lasers with a multitude of effects and flies at light speed. is gay and has a husband and son. sometimes makes rainbows as he flies because he can.

The Number Man: is THE villain banker. numbers hard enough to have a triple digit kill count.

Scion: the first person to have powers. just appeared one day out of thin air above the Atlantic ocean floating mid-air naked glowing golden skin.

Accord: Villain with plans to solve world hunger. OCD so bad it sends him into a homicidal rage.

#Worm #Wildbow #Parahumans #The Undersiders #Taylor Hebert #Skitter #Please read it

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cherryboi-69 · 3 years ago

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Character Description

General Information

First name: Yusuke

Middle name(s): None.

Surname: Shimizu

Age: 15

Date of birth: July 5th, 1991

Race: Asian

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

Current residence: Shimizu Resident

Relationship status: Complicated

Social status: Comfortable

Traits of Voice

Accent (if any): Hokkaido

Languages Spoken Often: Japanese

Other languages known: Mandarin, English, Russian, Chinese,

Style of speaking: Sweet, Soft, Calm, Low,

Volume of voice: Soft Spoken but isn't quiet nor loud

Physical Appearence

Height: 5'4"

Weight: 158 lbs

Eye colour: Purple

Skin colour: Fair

Shape of face: heart shaped

Distinguishing features: mole near his right eye and one on his neck, small jagged scar behind his left ear,

Build of body: Slim but fit and curvy and feminine

Hair colour: Dark hair with a tint of purple or blue in it

Hair style: Average length but long bangs that sometimes gets in his eyes, Soft and shiny,

Complexion: smooth except for a few beauty scattered here and there (this boy has amazing hygine)

Posture: graceful and relaxed

Tattoos: Bonten tattoo on his neck (Bonten Arc),

Purple rose with falling petals (OG timeline),

Piercings: one in each ear (og timeline), three in his left ear and four in his right ear as well as a dick and tongue piercing (bonten arc),

Typical clothing: Comfortable but stylish. Name brand clothing only unless made by Mitsuya. Not afraid to wear girl clothes like skirts, dresses, crop top, heels or jewelry, especially in the future timelines

Is seen by others as: A light in a world full of nothing but darkness. Everybody's heart. The Queen in a game of chess

Personality: Calm, Collected, Caring, Loyal, Honest, Sweet, Brave, Stubborn, Resourceful, Ambitious, Friendly, Loveable, Bright, Hard Working, Reliable, Unwavering, Support, Adorable, Laid back, ect

Likes: Manga, Soft OR Comfortable things, plushies, milkshakes, animals, archery, fighting (when other people are fighting especially 😉), arcade games, video games in general, sex, volleyball, sweet food,

Dislikes: certain spicy food, sour food, nuts (lmao), bullies, violence, math, being seen as weak,

Education: High School (current/past), College (current/future),

Fears: everyone he loves dying before him. Spiders and rats. Losing everyone he cares about.

Personal goals: keep his loved ones safe and alive, no matter what he has to do.

General attitude: Disarming, Sweet, Brave and Friendly.

Religious values: None.

General intelligence: Slightly above average.

General sociability: Pretty good. Easy to talk too.

Health

Illnesses (if any): Heart defect that almost killed him as a kid. Depression and suicidal in the original timeline.

Allergies (if any): allergic to honey and certain breeds of animals (tends to sneeze or get sick),

Sleeping habits: tends to sleep curled up like a cat, likes to sleep with other people and cuddle, will sleep anywhere, a night owl but an early riser.

Energy level: Slightly below average, but has high stamina when it comes to sexual things hmmm.....🤔👀

Eating habits: eats pretty healthy, but loves to snack in between meals, has no problem stealing other people's food when he is hungry (which is all the time), will eat large quanties of snacks and still have room for more lol.

Memory: bad memory, not good with names or faces or places. Will forget most of his conversation if he deems them irrelevant or unimportant,

Any unhealthy habits: barely sleeps, will spend all night watching tv or reading manga or playing games,

History

Birth country: Japan

Hometown: Shibuya, Japan

Childhood: Grew up near the Shibuya district. Was friends with Mikey and Baji first and than later the others. Was often mistaken for a girl and got teased because of it. Mikey protected him but often called Yusuke his bitch or little wifey, furthering his self hate to his own appearance. Yusuke didn't really have friends besides Mikey, Baji and his gang of friends. Was shown to have a crush on both Shinichiro and Wakasa as a kid. Yusuke meets Izana by accident around this time but they become friends and Izana grows possessive and obsessed with Yusuke, promising to marry him in the future and keep him by his side forever. After being protected by Takemichi at school Yusuke slowly distanced himself from Mikey, Shinichiro and the others, only having eyes for Takemichi and devoting himself to the boy much to the upset of the others. He met Kisaka Tetta by accident after running into him after running from a gang of bullies and than later at the library, Yusuke has no interest in him and slowly pushes Hinata at him after Hina revealed she has a crush on Takemichi. This sets off a chain of events leading to his own miserable future at the hands of everyone.

Teen years: Spendt most of his time devoted to Takemichi, the two finally dating in middle school. In the original timeline Takemichi breaks it off after kissing Hinata at a school festival and believes to be in love with her, which breaks Yusuke heart. Yusuke is manipulated and gaslit by Kisaka into entering a relationship with him. After getting Yusuke to be his, Kisaka shackles and binds himself to the boy, making Yusuke believe nobody wants or loves him but Kisaka, that everyone abandons him sooner or later. After months of abuse and mind games, Yusuke kills himself with a drug overdose. He was only 18 when he died. His future has yet to be written for the New timelines. In one of the timelines Takemichi accidentally causes yusuke to be sent to live with his cousin Shimizu Kiyoko and attends Karasuno High School, becoming a manager and later player.

Adult years: in the original timeline Yusuke kills himself due to the manipulation, verbal and emotional abuse at the hands of Kisaka Tetta, not making it past the tender age of 18. Future has yet to be written yet as the new timeline has just begun.

Past places of residence: Shimizu Shrine,

History of family: is distantly related to Shimizu Kiyoko, he is her distant cousin. Yusuke was born to very young parents, his mother only being 16 when she became pregnant with him and his father being 17. They had no love for each other, and often despise each other but put up with each other for Yusuke sake. His mother died when he was 3 years old in a car accident, she was drunk behind the wheel and sped past a red light into on coming traffic. His father was distant and never really there when Yusuke was growing up. His father does love him, just doesn't know how to deal with kids. In the original timeline Yusukes father re-marries believing that it would be best for him if he were to have a new mother and brother. This leads to Yusuke being even more abuses but his time at the hands of his stepmother and Stepbrother being subjected to physical, emotional and verbal abuse. And the new timeline the stepmother the step brother or quickly kicked to the curb after they show signs a verbal abuse and then later physical abuse right in front of Yusukes father.

Briefly explain life story: read above. More to be written as story progesses.

Relationships

Parents: Kousuke Shimizu (father), Mai Shimizu (mother; deceased), Akari Watanabe Shimizu (step mother),

Siblings: Haruto Watanabe (step brother)

Any enemies (and why): not many, he's pretty lovable 😍😚

Children: None.....yet 😶😌

Friends: literally everyone

Best friend(s): Tachibana Hinata and Sano Emma

Important friends/relatives (explain): Shimizu Kiyoko. The reason being she is like his sister and was there for a lot of his struggles both past and present as well as his future. Played a huge part in one of the timelines of getting Yusuke to come live with her. Have an unbreakable bond. Both are calm, Collected, soft spoken and laid back.

Love interest (if there is one): Takemichi, Mikey, Draken, Kisaka, Hanma, Baji, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Izana, Mitsuya, Inupi, Koko, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Takeomi, Wakasa, Shinichiro, Etc. You get the point lol. Baby boys got a harem 👅💦

Combat

Peaceful or violent: Peaceful. But has no problem resorting to violence if that is the answer.

Weapon (if applicable): None formerly, but later uses a Katana and numbchucks.

Style of fighting: Mostly Karate and Jujutsu but uses Akikido, Judo, and Iaido.

Others

Occupation: Shimizu Household, Student,

Current home: near the Shibuya district

Favourite types of food: Sweet and certain spicy foods.

Favourite types of drink: milkshakes or tea.

Hobbies/past times: playing video games, watching anime, and reading manga.

Guilty pleasures: going to a pet cafe to destress. Watching the boys fight. Fantasizing about Takemichi or the other boys.

Pet peeves: hates when someone touches the thermostat, has it always set at a certain temperature. When someone stares at him for to long, freaks the fuck outta Yusuke.

Pets: None but wants one.

Talents: really good at cooking. High metabolism. Can play the piano but only knows a few songs. Surprisingly good at fighting.

Favourite colours: Purple, blue, pink and red.

Favourite type of music: any. Isn't really picky, just has loud bass music or really loud music. Will straight up leave a party or store because of it.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x omc #tokyo revengers x oc #self insert #idk what to tag so

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bustyasianbeautiespod · 3 years ago

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Episode 28 Transcript: Who is The Lightning McQueen of Supernatural?

[guitar music]

G: Hello, my name is Grey.

C: And my name is Crystal.

G: And this is Busty Asian Beauties, a Supernatural commentary podcast where I, someone who has seen this show several times...

C: And I, someone who only knows the show through social media, discuss every single episode of Supernatural from start to finish. Also, we are both Asian.

G: Both Asian!

So for today's episode, we'll be discussing Season 2, Episode 6: "No Exit," written by Matt Witten, directed by Kim Manners. Who is this Witten guy? He also directs "Playthings" later on in the season- I mean writes. But yeah, those are his only episodes.

Okay, so before we hop in, Crystal, what did you think about this episode before going in?

C: I had no clue. I guess I hadn't really heard of this one at all. Like, I know about Jo's backstory and how John got her dad killed on a hunt, and how, at some point, she says that she didn't fit in at school because she was a freak with a knife collection, but I didn't know where those things came from.

G: Yeah, exactly, me too. Like, I didn't know that it was from this episode. I guess because those things are just things that like, you absorb through fandom and you will recall, like, outside of context.

C: Yeah.

G: So, okay, let's start with the actual episode!

G: So we start off in a city, which is not that common for Supernatural, so this was fun. It's night, and there's this girl. She's on a call with- I guess her landlord, and she's complaining about the flickering lights in her apartment. As she hangs up, she finds little droplets of this black goo all around. She reaches out, and like, with her finger and dips her hand into it, and I was like, "Lick it! Lick it!" [both laugh] More goo starts happening around her. She goes over by- what is this?

C: The transcript says it's a light switch.

G: She goes over to a hole in the wall. A light switch, but there's like, a little hole in it. And the black goo starts oozing in earnest out of the light switch, and she peeks into it, and a creepy eye peeks out. She screams, and that's the end of our teaser.

C: So, we're now to The Roadhouse, where Sam and Dean are outside, about to head in, and Dean makes a joke about a girl who was kidnapped by an evil cult in L.A. named Katie Holmes. Is that- what is that a reference to?

G: Katie Holmes is an actor, but I don't really understand the reference. Like, was there, like, a cult thing going on in L.A. at the time? I don't know. But-

C: Was Markiplier being attacked by gangs in L.A. at the time?

G: [laughing] Yeah. Yeah, exactly, did he get the breast reduction and breast unreduction?

C: Okay, the Wiki says that Katie Holmes was dating Tom Cruise, who's a scientologist, and that-

G: Ohh, yeah.

C: - she became interested in it, so like, the joke was like, Katie Holmes has been kidnapped by the Scientologists.

G: Okay, okay, got it.

C: Yeah. Alright. Sam says, "That's funny, and for you, so bitchy." [laughing] What does that mean?

G: What does that even mean?

C: Sam-?

G: We get Sam saying "bitch" for absolutely no reason, no importance, no relevance.

C: Okay, Sam. And then we hear the sound of Ellen and Jo arguing inside the Roadhouse. And Dean says, "On the other hand, catfight." Ugh.

G: That's like- that's like, a bad thing to say, right?

C: Yeah, it's just, I guess, a term for fights between women but in a way that I guess, like, trivializes it for entertainment. It's- yeah.

G: [laughing] At some point in this episode, Dean, like, shakes his head to deny misogyny [C laughing] And I was like, "Well, fantastic."

C: Sure, Dean. [laughing] Dean may not think that this is gender studies, but I will make it gender studies.

C: Ugh. Was "bitchy" or "catfight," like, points-worthy? Or is it just- I don't know, maybe I'm becoming desensitized.

G: I feel like if this was like, at the beginning of season 1, we would be like, "Give them a point!"

C: Yeah.

G: But now- [laughs] like, I don't know. Do you want to give them a point? I wanna- I kind of want to give Dean a point for just, in general, this episode.

C: Yeah. Yeah. I'll give him a general point.

G: How about Sam, though?

C: I just- I think I feel like "bitchy" is not as bad-

G: It's not like a-

C: Is "bitchy" not as bad as "bitch"? I feel like- I don't know. What do you think?

G: I think, like, there's a difference between referring to a woman as "bitch," versus like, just, say, calling Dean "bitchy," you know?

C: Yeah. Yeah. Like, I guess, like, the word "bitch" itself and all of the variants are- like, there's like, a problem with them existing, but I wouldn't blame people that much for saying them, except for in specific contexts.

G: Yeah, exactly.

C: Yeah. Alright. So Dean has a point now, so that is his fourth misogyny of the season.

G: That's a lot.

C: Yeah. But he's averaging less than one per episode, which is better than he was doing last season.

G: [laughs] Yes, exactly.

G: Sam and Dean enter the Roadhouse, and Ellen and Jo, as they overheard, is fighting- well, are fighting. [laughs] I don't know. They're fighting. And Jo is complaining to her mom about "How you can't keep me here, what are you gonna do? Chain me up in the basement?" The argument is about how Ellen doesn't want her to go somewhere, somewhere being a hunt, which is revealed a little bit later. Ellen says, "If you want to go somewhere so bad, go back to school." Jo says her iconic line, "I didn't belong there! I was a freak with a knife collection!"

C: Go girl!

G: Go girl. So they continue arguing some more, and Ellen turns around and sees the boys. Sam and Dean were like, "Okay, bad time, we're gonna leave now." But as they go to leave, Jo stops them. Do I mentioned, like, the three- the fucking- [C laughs]

C: - the three randos?

G: - family? [laughing] No, but the family of four that comes in at some point.

C: [laughs] Sure.

G: Jo stops them to ask about their opinion on what's happening. There's like, a whole scene, where a family comes in, and it's like, a family of four with two small children, and they're like, "Um, is this establishment open?" And like, Ellen and Jo both shout "yes!" and "no!" at the same time, like, respectively. It's pretty funny. And they were like, "Oh, okay, we're just gonna go to the Arby's down the road." [laughs] The phone rings, so Ellen picks it up as Jo starts talking to the boys. She mentions that she has found a case, a missing person case. Over the past eight years, six women have vanished, all the same building, all blondes. Nobody has picked up the connection, but she did. So she wants to check it out. Dean like, asks, "Who put this together? Ash?"

C: Fuck off, Dean.

G: [laughing] Which I thought was so... Dean. Come on, Dean.

C: Yeah!

G: And Jo was like, "I did it myself!" And Dean's like, "Huh." And I was like... you- you fucking asshole.

C: Shut up, Dean!

G: Shut up, Dean.

Ellen comes in and says, "Well, if you like the case so much, you should go check it out." And Jo protests, but Ellen says, "Joanna Beth, this family has lost enough. I won't lose you too. I just won't." I think Samantha Ferris does a good job of acting Ellen, don't you think?

C: Yeah.

G: I think both- I don't really know the actress for Jo's name. I think she also does a good job of playing Jo. Like, Jo and Ellen are believable people, and, you know, like, in the past episodes we complained that they're not given a lot. This episode, they really get to shine, and I love that. Like, I think the actors carry it well, I think the story carries it well. It's all super fun.

C: So the Impala goes into Philadelphia, where the cases is. It's just Sam and Dean together. And they go to the apartment building where we saw that woman disappear. Sam says that he feels kind of bad taking Jo's case, and Dean says, "Yeah. Maybe she put together a good file, but could you see her out here working one of these things? Ha. I don't think so." [laughing] What's wrong with this man?

G: Literally, what's wrong with him? Later on, he reveals that he's actually upset-

C: Yeah, but that doesn't explain most of his behavior. It explains him trying to keep her away. It doesn't explain him being so dismissive of her skills.

G: The charitable reading here is he's saying this because she's an amateur and not because she's a woman, but it really just comes off as "She's a girl, she can't do hunting," you know?

C: Yeah. Also, like, if he has anything against amateurs, like, in season one, they pick up a new girl every week and have her go on the hunt with them even though, like, she didn't even know how to shoot a gun. [G laughs]

G: Yeah!

C: Like, you let Sarah come along but not Jo?

They start running their EMF readers around the abandoned apartment, and Sam gets something from the light switch. They see the, like, black tar goo or whatever coming out of it, and they see that it is ectoplasm.

G: Whoo! Hell yeah, dude!

C: Sam reveals the lore that you have to be "one majorly pissed-off spirit" in order to produce ectoplasm. Which is fun, I guess. Does this come back at any point?

G: Oh, yeah. Ectoplasm is a thing in Supernatural. That's why I was like, "Hell yeah, dude." I'm not sure, actually, if it's a thing in Supernatural or it's a thing in the fanfiction cases I read.

C: It's just a thing, like, ghost media in general, but yeah, maybe it's in fanfiction too.

G: Yeah. I enjoy ectoplasm, so, hell yeah, dude. I love physical manifestation of horrors, so.

C: Mm, yeah.

G: But also, what's fascinating is, because it's an ectoplasm story, right, they also made the ghost- because this is a ghost, right? This is a spirit.

C: Yeah.

G: He is so concrete that I was mostly confused. [laughs] Cas voice- Jensen Ackles Cas voice, "I'm mostly confused."

C: [laughing] No!! [G laughing] No. No.

Yeah, so as they keep investigating, they hear voices. And it's Jo, talking to the landlord acting like she's interested in renting out the place. Dean steps out from behind his hiding spot and goes, "What the hell are you doing here?" And then Jo, the absolute queen, decides that today is a fake dating case fic.

G: Yes! Hell yeah, dude!

C: She said, "There you are, honey," and like, sorta like, grabs Dean around the waist and goes, "This is my boyfriend Dean, and his buddy Sam." And then- [sighs] Okay, so the landlord is, like, friendly, I guess, but also says, "Quite a gal you've got here." Okay, shut up. And then Dean smacks her ass, and then says, "Oh, yeah, she's a pistol." So we're giving him a point, right?

G: I... like, I guess I saw this as roughhousing, but- why? What's your perspective?

C: I just don't think you should smack people's asses. [laughs]

G: Hm. I mean, that's true. [both laugh]

C: So...

G: Imagine if I followed that up with "but." [both laughing] "But actually..." No, it's true. Okay, you can give him a point.

C: Alright.

G: But I guess my hesitation comes from like, the narrative not really framing it that way, but like, when has that never stopped us?

C: [laughs] Yeah. Okay, so that’s Dean’s fifth misogyny of the season.

So- oh, [laughing] and also, when Dean does that, Sam makes a little face like, "What the fuck, bro?"

They keep chatting to the landlord, who's confused about how Dean got in. But Jo changes the subject, and she says [laughing], "Well, her loss-" the previous tenant's loss- "our gain. 'Cause if Deano loves it, it's good enough for me." And Dean says, "Oh, sweetie," and then he smacks her on the ass again. So.

G: [laughing] I think that counts as one singular point.

C: Yeah, it does count as one singular point only, but still, I am glaring at him a lot. But also, I mean, if there was less ass-smacking, this would be sort of a fun, cute scene. I love when people are mad at each other and fake-dating.

G: I know.

[laughing] I think I posted, "I enjoy Deanjo. I'm sorry, women" [C laughing] when I was watching this scene.

C: So yeah, so Jo pulls out a bunch of cash, and is just like, "Yeah, I'll take the apartment." Apparently, they don't have to sign a lease or anything.

G: Fun stuff.

G: In the apartment, Jo and Dean are talking, and Dean asks, like, "What does Ellen know about this?" and Jo says, "Oh, I told her I went to Vegas," [both laugh] and that I asked- that she asked Ash to lay out a credit card trail to the casinos. Sam asks like, "Where did you get all that money?" [Jo reveals that hunters are not that good at poker, but before she says that, Dean says, "Where did you get that money? Hunters don't tip that well." [both laughing] And I was like, "Dean Winchester is a bad tipper, confirmed."

Dean's phone rings, and as he answers it, it's Ellen. Ellen's asking if Jo is with her. Dean, like, holds the phone back and starts talking to Jo, and it's a very cute scene. Like, they're whispering to each other, like, "I'm telling her!" like, "Oh, no you don't fucking tell her! Don't fucking tell her!" "I'm gonna tell her! I'm gonna tell her!" you know. It's that kind of scene. And Dean immediately goes to the phone and goes, "I haven't seen her." [both laugh] And then, you know, Ellen says, "If you see her, drag her ass back here." Dean says, "Yeah, of course," and then they hang up.

C: Also, earlier in the scene- Sam is being such a "I to am in this episode" this episode.

G: Yes!

C: Like, he's barely a character. He's got nothing going on. Yeah, I think there's a moment where Dean tells Jo that she shouldn't be on the hunt in the scene, and Jo looks over at Sam for support, and he just does a little shrug, and it's like, come on, Sam. Come on, please?

G: What do you think would Sam's perspective be in this episode? Because that's something I find interesting.

C: Yeah.

G: Because would he, like, let Jo do her thing, because that would be like, reflective of his desire to do his own thing, or would he be like, "Jo shouldn't go hunting" because it would be reflective of his desire to not necessarily go hunting, you know?

C: Right. I think specifically, the fact that Ellen tells Jo, like, "If you want to go, then go to school" would probably trigger Sam's, like, "God, I wish I had Ellen as a mom instead of John, and Jo's so lucky that her mom supports her going to school and getting out of the life, so I feel kind of bitter that she's not taking this opportunity" instincts.

G: I'm actually going the opposite. Like, I think he would be encouraging of her doing what she wants.

C: Mm.

G: But yeah. We'll never fucking know, I guess. Maybe we will in future episodes.

C: Yeah, 'cause he only "to is in this episode." [laughs]

C: We cut to a little later where Jo's going through blueprints of the apartment, and she is also flipping a small knife around as she does so.

G: Love it!

C: Stimming queen, autism queen, ADHD queen, love her.

She says that this place was built in 1924 but only converted into apartments a few months ago. And before that, it was an empty field. Sam suggests that there was a violent death in the building, but Jo says, "There's nothing." Dean says in just the rudest little, like, condescending voice goes, "Oh, so you've checked police reports and county death records?" And Jo's like, "Yeah, and obituaries and mortuary reports and seven other sources. I know what I'm doing." And Dean says, "I think the jury's still out on that one." Why is he being such a fucking bitch?

G: The thing is like, his motivation, as we are supposed to believe is, he thinks it's fine that Jo's doing research, but she shouldn't go on a hunt. So why is he disparaging her research, you know?

C: Yeah.

G: Like, it's just feels so mean-spirited.

C: Yeah. He's just being so rude.

And he tells her to put the knife down. And Sam thinks maybe it's a cursed object with a spirit in it, so they decide to go scan the whole building. Dean says that he and Jo will take the top two floors together, and Jo says, "We should split up," and Dean says, "Oh, this isn't negotiable."

G: Okay. Oh, I'm gonna get the gender studies line! [both laugh]

So Jo and Dean are walking down a hallway of the apartment building with EMF readers. Jo makes a joke that like, "Oh, if you are gonna ride me this close, it's only decent you buy me dinner," you know. Shit like that. Dean expresses regret lying about where Jo is to Ellen, but he says, "That's all I'm gonna do. I'm not letting you out of my sight," and points out that Jo is the spirit's type. She's blonde she's petite, all that.

Jo says, "Yeah, exactly," and this takes Dean aback. He's like, "Oh, you wanna become bait?" Jo says, "It's the quickest way to draw it out, and you know it." [laughs] Dean's all like, "Oh, I'm fucking regretting this already."

This is when Jo calls Dean out for his, quote, "chauvinist crap." She says, "Oh, you think women can't do the job." [laughing] And Dean says [C groans] dun-dun-dun... [overlapping] "Sweetheart, this isn't gender studies."

C: Shut the fuck up, Dean. [G laughing] I love how he's like, "I'm not a chauvinist, but I will condescendingly call you sweetheart." Like, alright.

G: I know.

C: Can we just give him a point for how fucking annoying that line was?

G: Is the catfight point just like, a point just for the catfight? Because I thought it would be like, a more general thing.

C: Oh, okay, then fine, alright, I'll just bundle it into the catfight point.

G: Yeah.

And Dean says, "Women can do the job." [laughing] Hashtag "I am not a misogynist, what are you talking about?" He says, like, the problem isn't that Jo is a girl, it's that... [laughing] she is a woman. [C laughing] No, no, an amateur. And that she has no experience. He says, "What you do have is a bunch of half-baked romantic notions that some barflies put in your head." Jo says, "Now you sound like my mother," and Dean replies, "Oh, that's a bad thing? Because let me tell you-" [laughing] And then Jo's like, "What?" And Dean, like, forgets what he's about to say, and he says, "Forget it." And then they start walking around some more.

Dean says that "You've got options. No one in their right mind would choose this life. My dad started me on this when I was so young. I wish I could do something else." Well, that's just sad. [laughs]

C: Yeah.

G: And, you know, Dean says, "I do love the job, but it's because I'm a little twisted."

C: So true.

G: And Jo says, "You don't think I'm twisted myself?" I love twisted women! Yes! Go Jo!

Anyway, Dean says, "You've got a mother that worries about you, who wants something more for you. Those are good things. You don't throw things like that away. Might be hard to find later." Is he projecting?

C: Yeah. Yeah. [laughs] A lot.

G: Obviously. I mean, duh.

I guess this is why I think Sam would have- would be like, more supportive of Jo. Because, like, in my head I'm like, "Dean is already against her, so if they make Sam against her too, it's like two vs one. It's not appealing." But I mean, Sam doesn't need to be a foil to Dean all the fucking time, so, who knows. But also later on in Supernatural...

C: Sam can be misogynistic too! Equality!

G: [laughing] Exactly! Hashtag equality.

C: Hashtag let Sam be misogynistic.

G: Later on, in season 10, I think- or a season where Claire is in, you know, Sam says, "It's her life, she gets all the calls" about choice- about Claire choosing to hunt, so, like, I do think Sam would support Jo in whatever it is she wants to do.

C: Yeah.

G: I just wish we could have seen it.

C: Yeah, instead of him just standing in the background, shrugging at her.

C: Okay, so they get closer to a grate near the floor, and Jo spends some time standing in front of it. And then, we see this grimy hand go through the vent and try to grab her leg. But she turns around in time, gasping. Dean says he smells something weird but he doesn't know what it is, and then Jo-

G: He says, specifically, "I know it, I just can't put my finger on it."

C: Mm.

G: Which we will fucking go back to later, put a pin on that right now.

C: Jo puts her EMF reader near the grate, and it starts going off. So they decide that the spirit is probably in the vent. Dean has her hold the flashlight as he unscrews the grate, and then- "Oh, I hate when people are amateurs so I'm just gonna stick my fucking arm into a vent with a spirit in it and not even shoot some salt in there first" okay, Dean. He just like-

G: No, he's confident that he's not the target.

C: I mean they could still, like, attack him a bit for trying to like, keep the spirit away from the target. But also, I understand your point. This episode's a big loss for blond Dean truthers. [G laughs]

G: Exactly.

C: He feels around and sees that there's something there, and he pulls out, like, this big clump of blonde hair with like, blood at the end of it. It's really gross-looking.

G: There's a piece of skull, yeah. It's like, connected to scalp too. It's fucking disgusting, bro.

C: Uh-huh. So he says, "Okay, so the spirit's been keeping souvenirs."

G: In the apartment, there's another blonde woman walking inside her apartment. Ectoplasm drops from the ceiling to a paper that she's reading, and then the lights start flickering.

C: [laughing] The paper is an invitation to a lingerie party. Did you notice that?

G: I was like- yeah- I was like, well [laughing] hashtag lesbianism. But she throws it away, so, tough luck.

She sees a large crack appear in the ceiling, and the way it's appearing is like someone is scratching the ceiling, you know. Like, someone is holding a knife. Like, it's a la "Hook Man," you know? Anyway, she gets a little bit freaked out. She goes to the phone, there's only static. She goes to the door to try to get out, she can't open it. And there's a grate beside her, beside the door, much like the grate that we saw Dean and Jo open earlier. And she stares at it. She stares at it because the cracks lead to there. And a hand comes out of the grate and grabs her. And she struggles and struggles, and then the scene cuts.

C: So in the morning, in the apartment [G starts laughing], Dean is sleeping on the couch in... a position.

G: The worst position ever. What is this?

C: Yeah, I don't- he's like, on his stomach but also on his arm, and also his back is like, halfway twisted around, and his legs are weird. He's just not doing good.

So, and we hear some police sirens or ambulance sirens or something nearby. He wakes up to Jo at the table, studying the blueprints again and twirling her knife around again. And she tells him, "Morning, princess." And apparently, Sam went out to get coffee. [G laughs] They just fucking made this up.

G: [laughing] Literally.

C: Literally, Sam is standing in a room, starting at a wall, like a Sim.

G: [laughs] Yeah. He's not even carrying coffee when he comes back!

C: Dean asks- Dean gets up and he's like, "Ugh, my back hurts so much because you go to sleep on the bed." [laughing] Your back hurts because of your weird as fuck sleeping position, Dean! I'm sure the couch could've been fine. Jo says that she hasn't been sleeping [G starts laughing] because she's just been- [laughing] yeah. Absolute queen.

G: Amazing.

C: Yeah, I bet she fucking, like, fistfought Dean for the bed, and then was like, "You know what would be really funny?"

G: "If I didn't use it"? Yeah, go Jo.

C: [laughs] Yeah. Wait, sorry, this is sort of a deviation but have you seen the posts about like, whenever Destiel have a fight, then Cas demands the bed-

G: Dean would be on the couch? Yeah.

C: [laughing] Yeah, Dean would take the couch, and then halfway through, he would remember that Cas doesn't even need to sleep.

Dean takes out like, a much larger knife and hands it over to Jo, and he says, like, "Here," like, "Take this. It works a lot better than that little pig sticker you're twirling around." So, Jo, at this disparagement of her knife, hands the knife over to Dean, and he sees that engraved on it is "W.A.H.," which is Jo's dad's initials, William Anthony Harvelle. And Dean says, "I'm sorry. My mistake." And he takes his knife back.

So they start having a conversation about their fathers. Jo asks what Dean remembers about his dad. When he doesn't tell her, she insists. She seems kind of teary about the situation, going, "Come on, tell me." And Dean says that he remembers when he was six or seven and John took him shooting for the first time. At six or seven. And apparently, Dean bullseyed every single one of the bottles on the fence. And John gave him this-

G: [laughs] Do you believe that?

C: I... I think the writers believe it and Dean believe it, but it seems highly unlikely.

G: Literally.

C: Like, shooting a gun is hard, right? The rebound or whatever against your shoulder is like, a lot of force. Like, a six-year-old would probably just fall over.

G: I mean, I don't know if these writers have ever met a fucking six-year-old. [both laugh] But like, they are literally the clumsiest, you know, most- you don't give a six-year-old a gun.

C: Yeah.

G: So I think that's a testament on John being an asshole.

C: Right.

G: But also, I guess, specifically, I just don't think it's true! I think Dean- I think Dean is misremembering something.

C: Yeah. I guess my first thought when I heard that was like, that Dean was gonna say afterwards, "Of course, I only did that because I'd been like, secretly practicing at night while he was asleep or gone so that I could like, impress him later," but he didn't say it. We're just supposed to believe that he got all them first shot.

He says, "He gave me this smile, like... I don't know." And Jo says, "He must have been proud." And Dean asks about her dad, and she says that, "Well, I was really young when he died, but I remember him coming home from a hunt. He'd burst through that door like Steve McQueen [G starts laughing] or something. And he'd sweep me up in his arms-"

G: Is McQueen an old reference?

C: I don't- who is Steve McQueen?

G: [laughing] He's the guy from Cars.

C: No, that's Lightning McQueen. [G laughing]

G: Really? [both laughing] Oh noo!

C: Okay, Steve McQueen appears to be an actor in the 1960s. [both laughing] He's not the car from Cars.

[laughing] So true, though. Literally, her talking about her dead dad- "he would bust into that door like Lightning McQueen [both laughing] from Cars."

G: Oh, Jesus Christ. [laughing]

C: So she says, "And he'd sweep me up in his arms, and I'd breathe in that old leather jacket of his." Oh, leather jackets and hunters. Why? And she says, "And my mom, who was sour and pissed from the minute he left, she started smiling again. And we were... we were a family. You want to know why I want to the job? For him. It's my way of being close to him. Now tell me. What's wrong with that?" And Dean, who looks quite moved, says, "Nothing."

G: A part of me was like- oh Dean- I don't remember this conversation, so I was like, "Oh, maybe Dean will say that, like, your dad would have wanted you to be safe," and I would have- that would have pissed me off.

C: Yeah.

G: So I'm glad that he didn't. I'm glad that he said "There's nothing wrong with that," you know, "remembering your father is okay."

C: Yeah, agreed.

Though, I mean, unfortunately, like, so, sorry Jo, but the only thing I could think of during this scene was how in The Winchesters script, [laughing] John volunteered for the Vietnam War so he could feel closer to his dad.

G: Noo! This is different. This is different.

C: It is absolutely different, but like, yeah. I just- I just think that people. Yeah, I'm glad that Jo has picked a better thing to do to honor her dad than volunteer for the fucking Vietnam War.

Sam comes in and interrupts the moment. [laughing] The transcript says, "Sam bursts through the door like Steve McQueen or something." [both laughing]

G: [laughing] Like Lightning McQueen.

C: Yeah, exactly.

If anything, I- who do you think in Supernatural is the Lightning McQueen of Supernatural?

G: I've never watched Cars.

C: Oh, okay.

G: Which is probably why I thought Steve McQueen was Lightning McQueen.

C: Yeah. I guess his whole thing is just that he's like, overconfident and full of himself and he needs to be taken down a notch by visiting a small town and befriending the cars there.

G: Oh, definitely Cas, then.

C: He's not- Cas isn't like, full of himself and like, being a rock star, though. Ugh, alright, I can see that.

Yeah, [laughing] I think that the fictional character Jensen Ackles from the Supernatural episode “The French Mistake” is the Lightning McQueen of Supernatural.

G: [laughing] Oh my god, now I'm thinking a Cars Destiel AU. [C laughs] I'm sure someone has done it. Wait, let me look up. "Destiel Cars AU."

C: Yeah, no, you're right. I feel like people could definitely cast Dean as Mater and Cas as Lightning McQueen, or the other way around.

G: Like, Cas is like, a guy that like, shows up in a small town to learn car vanity [laughing], you know? So.

C: Yeah. Yeah, Dean's the rusty pickup truck that he befriends. Or Dean is like, the pretty blue Porsche who Lightning McQueen's actual love interest is.

G: No, he's definitely the fucking rusty truck.

C: [laughing] Yeah.

G: And he's like- and Cas is like, to his sports car family, like, "Look at this handsome car that I found on earth!" [C laughing] and they're all, like, "He's literally the ugliest motherfucker I've ever seen."

C: [laughing] I hope Dean's, like, butt-ugly by angel standards.

G: [laughing] I know.

C: You know the Lord of the Rings, like, "ach, nae, but I love him" Tumblr post?

G: Yeah.

C: About how, like, Legolas might be super ugly by dwarf standards? That's Destiel.

G: Exactly.

C: Did you find any Cars AUs of Destiel?

G: There's just like, you know, they're like, making out on top of the car.

C: Boo. Not the same thing.

C: Alright, so Dean asks, "Where's the coffee?" And Sam doesn't answer, he just says, "There were cops outside. Another girl disappeared."

G: So in the motel room, the- I was gonna say "the boys," but they're not the boys. In the motel room, Sam, Dean, and Jo are looking over their notes once again, and they're discussing what happened to Teresa, who is the woman who got taken by the ghost earlier. Dean is still confused as to who it may be because the history of the building is clean. Like, no one has died a bad death in this building. And Jo, who's very smart, picks up a picture of the lot that the building was built on, like, from years past, and she says, "Maybe we're looking at the wrong place. Check this out." And she shows the picture of the empty field, but beside the empty field is a building with bars on the window. And they realize that they're next to a prison. Or at least the building was when it was built. Jo calls up Ash, who she threatens. [laughs] Like, we only see the tail end of the call, and she's like, "If you breathe a word of this to my mom. Yeah, that's right. I will. With pliers." [both laugh] And I was like, "Go Jo!"

C: Yeah.

G: I love a woman who threatens violence.

So the prison is called Moyamensing Prison, and it was torn down in 1963, so it's not around anymore. And they used to execute people by hanging them in the empty field next door. So this place is probably full of spirits who were hanged by the prison. They got a list, and during this scene, we have a shot of the laptop, and then panning to Sam, and we see very clearly his hand, which is on a cast.

C: Yeah.

G: I was like, "Cool, bro. Cool cast, bro." [C laughs] And they have 157 names running on their laptop right now, and they're talking about narrowing it down when Sam finds a name that looks familiar. Herman Webster Mudgett. And Sam's like, "Wait, hold on. Isn't that H.H. Holmes' real name?"

C: I love that Sam's a true crime girl.

G: Yeah. I'm kind of offended that they made Dean know who H.H. Holmes is-

C: Yeah.

G: Or I guess like, knowing him is like, fine, but the kicker is that Sam knew his real name, so like, true crime buff galore. I love it. I love- I love this scene. It's like, this is the beginnings of a truly Sam character trait.

C: Yeah.

G: And the thing is like, it's so- I feel like it's so in character for Sam to be a true crime buff. Like, of course he fucking is, you know? Apparently, this H.H. Holmes guy was executed back in 1896 in this lot. And Dean explains to Jo, who doesn't know this guy, who this guy is. And he is the reason why the term multimurderer was invented, America's first serial killer, 27 murders but probably a lot more. "His victim of choice was pretty, petite blondes. He used chloroform to kill them, which is what I smelled in the hallway last night." And I was like, "Oh, that sucks that Dean knows what chloroform smells like."

C: Yeah, when do you think he was chloroformed?

G: I would rather not think about it, I feel.

C: Fair.

G: But yeah. So that's the pin we put there earlier. He knows what chloroform smells like. What a sad man.

C: I mean, maybe he just like, has chloroformed monsters on hunts before, though, you know? Like, maybe it was never in his face.

G: How?

C: I don't know, maybe he ran into a werewolf, and he was like, let's like, get you passed out.

G: Does chloroform kill? Because I thought chloroform was like, passing out agent.

C: Me too, yeah. Maybe if you hold it over their face long enough, they'll die of suffocation and the chloroform will also be there. [laughing] "I to am in this murder." [both laugh]

G: Yeah. Jo says, "Oh, we can just salt and burn the boats, then," but apparently [laughs], as foreshadowed by my comment- last episode?- where I said- or was it a couple of episodes ago-

C: Oh, yeah.

G: - where I said that, in the Philippines graves are covered by concrete. This guy's grave is covered by concrete, so they can bury- they can't unbury the bones and burn it.

So, Sam brings out the Murder Castle, which is a place that H.H. Holmes built, where he- where it's basically a death factory. That's what Sam calls it. Like, trap doors, acid vats. Inside the walls, there are like, people kept in them, and, like, they die out of hunger.

And so Jo realizes that Teresa might still be alive, she just may be inside the walls. So they go to search for Theresa inside the walls.

C: Yeah. I guess a quick factcheck on H.H. Holmes- the Murder Castle has been greatly exaggerated, there were no like, acid pits or whatever. Like, he did kill quite a few people, but it never really was because he liked murdering that much.

G: It was for money.

C: Like, he seemed to just want fun and profit, and he'd just like, kill like, his business partners. And also he'd kill, like, mistresses and stuff because he sucked. And also like, I didn't find any evidence that he went after blondes specifically. Like, that's a common serial killer thing, but it's not an H.H. Holmes thing. So.

G: Yeah.

C: I mean, I guess charitably they just like, made that up for this episode so that Jo could come along. [G laughs] Uncharitably, they just- I don't know. You know. It's just a fucking- they do- they just wanted to watch blonde women suffer because [laughing] Supernatural is the number one employer of blonde women in the US.

G: I am- I feel bitter that it's inaccurate, because Sam is- Sam would know better, you know.

C: Yeah. Sam would know better. But maybe in the Supernatural universe, H.H. Holmes, in fact, had all this shit.

G: [laughs] Yeah, exactly.

C: Yeah. I will change the world so that Sam can be correct.

We cut to Dean and Jo. Again. "Who give a fuck about Sam?" should be the title of this episode, 'cause they clearly don't. [both laugh]

We cut to Dean and Jo inside the walls, going around, looking for places Theresa might be hidden. Jo's presumably on the phone with Sam, who can't find anything. They reach a passageway that's too narrow for Dean to get through, but Jo is able to squeeze past him. And as she does that, Dean says-

G: Yeah.

C: "Ugh. Should've cleaned the pipes!" You don't say that out loud, Dean! That's so fucking rude!

G: I know! [laughing] Keep that shit to yourself, bro!

C: [laughing] Keep that shit to yourself, bro. Also, you were sleeping on the couch in the living room, like, so yeah, it's good that you didn't clean the pipes.

Yeah, Jo goes, "What?" and Dean says, "Uh... I wish the pipes were cleaner." And then Jo just says, "Shut up."

G: And then Jo- Jo fucking elbows him, so, go Jo. [laughs]

C: Yeah, so she decides that she's gonna go through the passageway alone, despite Dean's protests, and she keeps going. They're no longer able to see each other, so Dean calls her. She keeps heading down dark and grimy passageways and finds an air duct that she starts heading down. Dean tells her to not- to like, stay up here, etc, etc., and Jo says, "We've gotta find this girl, don't we? I'm okay." How do we think- what do we think Jo is thinking here? Is like- do we think that she's actually this fixated on the hunt? Also, why doesn't she have a salt gun on her?

G: I think, you know, she has something to prove, so. I mean, of course, there's the whole like, "We've gotta save Teresa," but I think a lot of her motivation stems from "I've got to prove myself to my mom, to Dean and Sam." [laughing] Oh my god, the Samgirls are coming for my head because I said "Dean and Sam." [laughing]

C: Yeah, no, it's okay. Samgirls, it's okay. Grey just said that 'cause Dean's, the most misogynistic, so Jo would be thinking of him first in terms of who to prove herself to.

G: No, exactly! That's exactly why I said that.

C: Yeah. So she is being a bit reckless or at least like, trying to tamp down her feelings of fear. She also might be feeling a bit embarrassed because when they were explaining H.H. Holmes, and she didn't know who he was, like, I guess she probably felt kind of dumb not knowing who he was and also like, being a bit scared hearing about him. So she's like, over-performing right now.

G: Yeah.

C: Ugh, sorry Jo. So Jo goes down the air duct, and she's on like, a lower level of the building now, and she sees ectoplasm start coming out of the wall cracks. And Dean's asking, "What is it? Jo!" and he hears her scream over the phone. He starts running down to near where she was and starts beating the shit out of this wall. Does- where- is the landlord not hearing any of this? Like, I'm assuming he lives in the building.

G: I was like, "Literally, how did they leave this fucking building? It's so wild!"

C: Yeah, like, you're not getting your deposit back, and also, like, geez.

G: It's so wild what they do to this fucking building and to the lawn outside of this building, like. They're really just fucking ruining the place. [both laugh]

C: I mean like, that's fine, we hate landlords, but also, like, ow!

Dean finally makes it through a wall and sees that Jo is missing. Her cell phone's on the floor, alone. Dun dun dun.

G: Yeah, so Dean is running up the hallway when he bumps against Sam, and he relays that the Mr. Holmes has got Jo because he left her alone. And he is obviously very upset about this whole ordeal. I mean, obviously, he should be, but it's upset in a way that's like, blaming himself. He thinks it's his fault. I mean, it kinda is. [both laugh] So Sam says, "Oh, we'll just look for her inside the walls," and Dean says, "Walls? She's not inside a wall, since we checked all the walls and Teresa's not there." So back in the apartment, they talk about what's going on with this entire case when Ellen calls. And she says, "You lied to me. She's there. Ash told me everything. So put my damn daughter on the phone." And Dean says, "She's gonna call you back. [laughs] She's taking care of feminine business."

C: Jesus Christ. You can just say that-

G: Dean. Dean. What does he mean by that? What do you think he's implying?

C: I think that, like, she's like, changing her pad or tampon in the bathroom, I think. [G laughs] You could just say that she's in the bathroom.

G: Anyway, Ellen demands to talk to Jo. Dean says, finally, "Look, we'll get her back." And then he says that the spirit they're hunting took her. And then he says, "She'll be okay. I promise." And Ellen says, "You promise. That is not the first time I've heard that from a Winchester." Ooh.

C: Go Ellen, but also, ah, god.

G: I know.

C: This episode must suck for her so bad.

G: Yeah. It sucks, especially the end, right? Like, it sucks for Ellen and Jo. And you feel it too. Like, you feel it through the screen that like, it sucks for them. Anyway, we'll talk about when we get to it.

Ellen says she's gonna take the first flight out, and she will be there in a couple of hours. Dean is, you know, very upset about all this.

Sam figures out that in the Murder Castle, he didn't just hide people inside the walls, he also hid them in the basement. Dean remarks that there's no basement in this place, Sam says, "But there's like, a weird sewage system that's not in use anymore," and Dean's immediately like, "Okay, let's fucking go."

C: So we cut to Jo, stuck in the sewer system. She is in like, some small, dark place lying down. So she turns on her flashlight and sees how small the space is, and she also sees that like, I guess the wall in front of her has a bunch of fingernail scratches and blood in it, like, there's been a lot of people in there who have tried to scratch their way out.

G: I know. It's a good visual.

C: Yeah.

G: And the way she starts crying immediately afterwards is like, "Oh, no!" Like, you really feel her dread, really feel her, I don't know, kind of regret, I feel.

C: Yeah.

G: It's- like, the visual is very good. Like, when it happened, I literally was like, "[loud gasp] Noo!" like, you know? I was really invested.

C: Mm-hm. Yeah. So like you said, she starts crying a little bit, but then she like, sorta scrubs her face and takes a deep breath so that she can pull herself together to investigate further. Which, yeah, I think was a good moment. Like, I think that the parts where we do see Jo hunting, they do a good job of showing like, "She's new at this, but she's like, still good at it, and, like, we're not gonna make fun of her for her moments of distress."

G: Yeah.

C: So she- there's like, a little slit in a wall next to her, so she can see out. Which is just like, a big round room with a lot of other like, little boxes where people can be in. She hears a noise, and it's Teresa. So they greet each other, and then Jo says, "This won't make you feel better, but I'm here to rescue you." [laughs] Yeah, I think there's quite a few visual parallels to Sam in [both] "The Benders." Yeah. Also in a cage like, "[laughs] Hi, I'm here to rescue you. Whoops!" But Teresa's luckily a better cellmate than whatever that guy's name was.

Teresa says, like, "Oh, god, he's out here. He's gonna kill us." And Jo reassures her that Sam and Dean are looking for them and will rescue them. And then we hear footsteps from the spirit coming, and they quiet down. And then, the fucking creepy hand goes through the slit and grabs Jo's hair, and she's like, screaming and like, crying as it like, rips a chunk of her hair off. It's like, it's very visceral.

G: Sam and Dean are in some field beside the building, and they have a metal detector and a shovel. And Sam stops over one spot where the metal detector is buzzing, and they start digging. They uncover a metal trap door. They open it up, they take their weapons, and they start climbing down the fucking sewer.

In the prison area sewer thing, Jo is in her cell. She hears footsteps approach, and the man is beside her again. He starts talking to her, and this is when you kind of realize that this ghost is different from a lot of other ghosts we've seen before, because he is a solid person. The guy is like, very creepy. He goes, "You're so pretty. So beautiful." And then he creeps a hand inside the cell and starts touching her shoulder, touching her neck. And she turns away. And then turns right back and stabs his hand with her knife, which is made of pure iron, so it stings him. Sam and Dean are still crawling through the sewers. You see, like, the sewer water where they're crawling, [laughs] and it's pretty funky disgusting.

Jo's still in her cell, and she was wondering whether Holmes is gone when he starts grabbing her again, and he puts a hand over her mouth, so he's chloroforming her. When suddenly, Sam and Dean come in and shoots Holmes right in the chest. And he disappears. Dean gets a crowbar and starts unlocking Jo's cell, passes the crowbar to Sam, who unlocks Teresa's cell.

Dean tells Jo, "Hey, remember when you said you wanted to be bait? I think that's our best idea right now."

C: Which is like- they're not even offering her any comfort before, like, going right into that? Like, she's clearly shaken up!

G: I know!

C: Ugh, yeah. Also, like, I guess I'm just kind of annoyed that we had two episodes in a row where the bad guys' main trait is like, trying to sexually assault women. We don't need that that often. Like, calm down a little bit.

G: I think here, it's like, like you said, they did it that way so that Jo can participate, but like, you know, like, Supernatural has this thing where like, "Oh, if a Black person is in the episode, it's like, they're being hunted because they're Black." And with Jo, it's like, "She's being hunted because she's a woman and she's the monster's type." And it's like, you can do this without that. Like, this, this guy can just be hunting people, period. Like, you know.

C: Yeah.

G: But I guess they wouldn't be able to do the bait thing that they did that.

C: So we cut to Jo, and she's like, sitting alone in the middle of the room. And she's like, clearly freaked out, but she's staying still as the ghost appears behind her and then starts walking towards her. And then, once he gets like, really, really close, Dean yells, "Now!" and Jo sort of rolls out of the way. Sam and Dean shoot at something on the walls. And then, apparently, they put up a bunch of bags of salt on the wall which all like, burst open and create a perfect little circle of salt around Holmes, so he's trapped.

G: Hell yeah, dude.

C: How hard did it take- like, how difficult was it to like, set that up?

G: I know. Like, salt is heavy.

C: I feel like there's probably be a- yeah. And there'd probably be like, a gap in the circle. Like, how'd they get the circle so nice? Still a fun idea, though. And Holmes starts like, [laughing] screaming, crying, throwing up about this.

G: Basically.

C: Yeah, he's like, really upset. I guess because it's like, like, not as cool of a quote unquote "kill" or like, defeat with the monster, they had to like, really show him suffering about it so you could feel triumph. And it is nice to see him screaming, crying, throwing up. So, as they head out, Jo yells, "Scream all you want, you dick, but there's no way you're stepping over that salt!" And I'm glad that she got the last line in this scene, 'cause like, she deserves it.

G: Yeah. Fascinating that she says dick instead of "son of a bitch."

C: This is gender studies.

G: [laughs] This is gender studies.

C: Yeah, does Jo ever say "bitch" in this episode?

G: No, I don't think so.

C: Okay. Yeah. So.

G: So they do know that it's like, weirdly gendered, the way they use "bitch" in the show, if they won't let the female character say it.

C: Yeah. Well.

G: Great. [laughs] This is gender studies. [both laugh]

C: Yes, it is.

G: Anyway, back in the street, Sam and Jo are standing over the grate. Sam asks Jo, "Oh, did you think this would be as glamorous as you thought it would be?" And Jo says, "Except for the pee-your-pants terror, yeah. That Teresa girl's gonna have a life because of us. It's worth it, isn't it?" Sam agrees. [sighs] This is their only interaction.

C: Yeah.

G: The entire episode.

C: They also have like, a cute moment in the back of the Impala.

G: Oh, yeah! That's not an interaction, though.

C: Yeah.

G: That's just- whatever that was. Anyway.

Jo asks the question that everyone has wanted to ask, which is "What if somebody goes down there and finds the guy? Or the storm washes the salt away?" And Sam says, "Oh, that's why we're waiting here." And by waiting, he means waiting for a fucking cement truck, bro! [both laugh] And a cement truck that Dean is driving pulls up, and they start cementing down the sewer thing. Dean says, "That oughta keep him down there till Hell freezes over." And I was confused as to how this works, exactly.

C: Yeah.

G: Because this thing is a spirit.

C: Yeah.

G: Which is- I guess that's why like, I kept on saying earlier that he's still concrete, he's so solid. Like, I think that's what they were trying to do. Like, this spirit, because he has ectoplasm, he's like, physically- it's a physical manifestation. He can be trapped by physical means.

C: Right.

G: Yeah. I think that's what they were trying to do. It's still a bit weird that this works.

C: Yeah. I'll take it, I guess, but yeah, the lore's-

G: Also, there's not enough cement in that fucking cement truck to fill up this whole thing.

C: [laughs] Right.

G: What is going on, Supernatural?

C: I guess like, as long as they just block off all the entrances, like, he can't leave. Like, he'll have like, some space to run around in.

G: "Hotel California"-core.

C: [laughs] Yeah.

C: Next, we cut to the Impala. Dean is driving, Jo and Sam are in the backseat- backseat boys! And Ellen is sitting next to Dean. [G starts laughing] Ellen looks fucking pissed.

G: [laughing] The reveal that Ellen is the one sitting next to Dean had me screaming and crying. Like, oh my god, they relegated Sam to the fucking backseat, that's so fucking funny! But like, I get it. Like, when my parents drive like, usually it's a mom and dad in front, right? But when a grandparent rides the car, they get front seat privileges. So like, I get it. But it's still so fucking funny!

C: I mean, because if we were doing the normal configurations, it would be Ellen and Jo in the backseat, and they would be like, fighting by now.

G: Oh, yeah, that makes sense. So Dean like, "Oh, Ellen, you take the front seat. Sam, you be the human barrier between these two." [both laugh]

C: Yeah.

Dean is trying to lighten the mood, and he tells Ellen, "Man, you really weren't kidding about flying out, were you?" And Ellen continues just staring straight ahead grimly. And Jo sort of looks at Sam and raises an eyebrow at him, and they sort of smile at each other, and it's a cute moment. Dean's like, "How about we listen to some music?" And he turns on the radio, and like, a second later, Ellen just like- her hand shoots out and she turns it off.

G: You don't recognize the song, because you didn't acknowledge it. It's "Cold As Ice" by Foreigner. [laughs] And like, the first line is "you're cold as ice," and it's like [laughs], it's just such a funny like, music choice for this moment, because, like, of course, you know, Ellen is literally cold as ice. And it's- it's extremely funny. I did burst out laughing.

C: [laughs] Yeah.

So Dean just sort of sighs and goes, "Well, this is gonna be a long drive."

G: So, in the Roadhouse, Ellen and Jo come in, followed by Sam and Dean. Dean says, you know, "This is my fault, Ellen. Jo did good up there. Her dad would be proud." And Ellen goes up and like-

C: Worst thing for him to say.

G: "Don't fucking say that." And then she says, "I need a moment with my daughter. Alone." Sam and Dean go outside, and Jo starts trying to defend herself, saying that she's okay, she's alive, Ellen's angry, but she understands... Ellen finally says what she is truly upset about, which is that Jo let Sam and Dean use her as bait. Jo says, "They were right there. They were backing me up the whole time." Ellen says, "This is why you do not have the sense to do this job. You're trusting your life to them." Jo's very confused. Ellen says, "Like father, like sons. This is what I'm talking about." Jo says, "John? I thought you and John were friends." And Ellen immediately retracts, and I was like, "What a good heart Ellen has that she's like, 'oh, John got my husband killed, but I still won't talk shit about him.'"

C: Yeah.

G: Like, this is portrayed as a moment of weakness for her that she immediately retracts. And it's like, "Oh my god! What a nice person!"

C: Yeah.

G: And Jo confronts her still. Like, "Mom, what are you not telling me?"

C: So we cut to the outside, where Sam and Dean are waiting. Jo comes out. She's clearly upset. She walks by them without saying a word, so Dean follows her. And he asks, "That bad, huh?" And Jo starts trying to shake him off, saying, "Not right now." When Dean, like, I guess, like, touches her arm and tells her to talk to him, she yells, like, "Get off me!" And Dean says, "Yeah, okay, sorry. See you around." And he starts leaving. But then Jo says, "Dean. Turns out my dad had a partner on his last hunt. He usually worked alone. This guy did too. But I guess my father figured he could trust him. Mistake. Guy screwed up, got my dad killed." And Dean says, "What does this have to do with me?" And Jo says, "It was your father, Dean." And Dean's shocked, but Jo continues, saying, "Why do you think John never came back? Never told you about us? Because he couldn't look my mom in the eye after, that's why." And she tells Dean like, "Just get out of here. Just leave." And she starts walking away again. And the episode closes on, like, Dean looking pensive. Boo. I'm sick of Dean shots.

G: This is not about Dean. This is not about Dean.

C: It's not about Dean. It should have been on Jo's face at the end.

G: Yeah, so that's the end scene. What do you- do you have anything to say about that reveal?

C: I think they did a good job working up to it. Like, it was pretty obvious, but like, it was also kinda of the point of episode. I guess I'm curious to see what will happen as an aftermath of that reveal.

G: Yeah. I like the reveal, but it didn't feel that strong to me because I just have seen this before and know what's gonna happen, so it's like, "Eh, yeah." But I bet if this is like, a first time, like, that reveal that John fucked up so bad, and that's why Ellen and Jo remain separate from Sam and Dean for so long, it's like, "Oh, well that sucks!" You know?

C: Yeah.

G: So it's a good reveal, yeah.

G: So what do you think about this episode?

C: Definitely better than last episode. I liked that Jo got a chance to shine, and I like that they like, actually made her a person. [laughs]

G: Yeah.

C: Yeah. Like, there's still some aspects of the case that I didn't like, but like, at least if you're looking at Jo vs Tracy, like, it's no fucking contest. Yeah, I think it's a good setup for future, like, Sam-Dean-Jo-Ellen relations.

G: I agree. I like this episode. I think, you know, like, I think they really expand on Jo and Ellen, and they feel- I mean, they also did feel like real people then, just people we didn't know. And now they are people we are getting to know! And that's really fun.

C: Yeah.

G: Best Line/Worst Line. What's your best line? I'll start, alright?

My best line is the one that I said earlier, when Ellen said- Jo says, like, “John? I thought you and John were friends," and Ellen says, "Yeah, we were. I'm sorry- I didn't mean-" That line is so character building, like, for the reasons I said earlier. But also, the idea that this is what happened between John and Mr. Harvelle, and yet the way Ellen welcomed Sam and Dean is still so open arms, you know? Like, it's very touching to think that there's so much baggage, so much history, and yet they just think of themselves as, you know, "We are a unit." Like, "it is essential that we stick together, especially now that there's like," as she said last episode, "a war coming." I think it's really good foundation for the relationship and adds complexity, especially to Ellen's character.

C: Yeah. I think my best line might just be when like, Dean says, like, “Yeah, I like the job because I'm a little twisted," and Jo says, "You don't think I'm a little twisted too?" Like, it's on the nose, but it's a good moment of like, "We are going to make sure that this character is a person."

G: For worst line. Hm. I think I'll go for "I should have cleaned the pipes." [C laughs] I groaned in real life. I was like, "Ughh, Dean. Come on!"

C: Yeah. Keep that shit to yourself.

G: What's your worst line?

C: I guess I'm gonna go with [laughing] "Sweetheart, this ain't gender studies." [both laugh]

G: And it's your worst line because it is gender studies.

C: Yeah, it literally is gender studies, all the time.

G: Yeah. So, IMDB rating. What is your IMDB rating for this episode?

C: See, I liked this one, but I also, again, know that Jo was pretty unpopular with viewers during the time.

G: Boo!

C: Yeah, so I feel like some people would rate it lower just 'cause they're like, "I don't like, care about this character and I don't like how much of a like, focus she got," but like, I thought it was pretty good. So I think I'm just gonna guess an 8.5 because it's definitely better than “Simon Said,” and that got an 8.5. So. Yeah, 8.5

G: Yeah, I... considering everything, I think I rated "Si-" do you remember how I read “Simon Said”?

C: I think, did you say like, an 8.3?

G: Mm, okay. So it makes sense- okay. I think I'm gonna rate this 8.4, not because I don't like it as much as you do, but just because I think, you know, it's a monster of the week, and we've seen how monster of the weeks this season are treated, like, rating-wise. So I'm lowballing it a bit, but I do think it deserves, like, an 8.5 or higher if so.

Okay, let's look!

Oh. It's an 8.2.

C: Aww. Okay. Sad.

G: Which is not that bad.

C: Yeah. But it's just weird that it's been like, like, episode one was like, a 9 something, and then it was-

G: Oh no!

C: - flat at 8.2 everywhere except for a 7.9 for "Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things" and then a spike of 8.5 for "Simon Said." Like, that's not the direction that this like, line plot should be going in.

G: Yeah, I- this one review rates it 6 over 10 and says that they don't understand why Jo was hated before, but now they do.

C: What?? What did she do wrong?

G: Because- they think the writers screwed up Jo's character because she's too young for Dean, he only sees her as an inexperienced schoolgirl, a younger sister who has a chance for a normal life and a mother who wants more for her. How is that-?

C: What does that have to do with Jo? Like, that's- that's Dean's shit. I don't understand.

G: Oh my god. "Jo is no doubt a tough girl. She has a knife collection! But not too tough to be a hunter. The girl tries too hard, but I don't really know. Is it whether to make her daddy proud, or to impress Dean and make him see her as an equal?"

C: Boo!! Boo!

G: "All in all, Jo is not a good hunter. She has no solid plan hunting the ghost, she was too scared when it got her, and, if not for the boys, she would certainly be dead." Fuck off! The amount of time Sam and Dean would be dead-

C: Boo! Boo! You think that Sam and Dean don't almost die in every episode too?

G: They- another one rates 6 over 10 and says that Jo is also trying too hard. [C screams] "I like the show best when it's just the two brothers hunting together." Fuck off.

C: Ugh. God.

G: Why do we keep on reading IMDB reviews, Crystal? [both laugh] These people do not have our big brains.

C: So we can understand why- exactly. They did not. This person just said that they think that Jo went on the hunt because of Dean?

G: The fuck-

C: What's wrong with- she put together the file, she was gonna go herself before! Like, Dean going was like, an obstacle to her plans. Fuck off.

G: Ah. More complaints about how Dean and Jo end up becoming like, strongly platonic, and they start off romantic, so that's like, not in character for them. I've said this before, but like, I don't see a problem with that!

C: Yeah. it's fine.

G: They realize later on that it's not romantic. I think that's fine.

C: Yeah, I also think that's fine.

G: I feel like the problem- not the problem, but like, a perspective that we take when we watch Supernatural is, like, we acknowledge the writers- [both laugh] I mean, god knows, we acknowledge the fucking writers- but we do see the characters as people.

C: Mm-hmm.

G: I feel like that's a difference that we have from the reviewers. Like, they see it as like, writing choices. And we do as well, like, we talked about how this writing choice, that writing choice, blah blah blah. But we like to really settle in, and take a, you know, a jacuzzi on- [laughing] what am I saying? I mean like, we're like, we're like, stewing. Yeah, that's what I'm saying. We're like, stewing on the characters as people.

C: Yeah.

G: So I think that's the difference. Like, a real person, a real relationship that goes from romantic to platonic could make sense. But I guess, in writing, it does seem a little bit off that this is where they start, and the writers just forget, you know?

C: Yeah.

C: The last review on this page is correct. They gave it 9 and then just said, "With Jo, which is a good character." So true!

G: Yeah, exactly.

C: That's all you have to say, and that's the right amount of stars.

G: Okay, so that's it for this episode of Busty Asian Beauties. Next time, we'll be talking about Season 2, Episode 7: "The Usual Suspects." Leave us a rating or review wherever you get your podcasts.

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G: You can email us any feedback, comments, or inquiries at [email protected]. See you guys next time! [both] Bye!

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mermaidsirennikita · 3 years ago

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the fans would gang up on me for saying this but i hope sophie is a man 🤞🏽 and i think there might be a good chance because making her a woc would be problematic all things considered and making her a white woman wouldn't interest the general public because like... let's be honest their story is overdone. plus they keep pushing the idea that the show is 'diverse' and having 2 seasons with the main ships being white + m/f is a bad look.

but i guess considering the way they're treating their s2 leads maybe they're completely dropping the 'caring about diversity' act haha

Nah they would gang up on you because I’ve been saying that I’d be down for a male Sophie since s1 dropped and they threw virtual rotten fruit at me on Twitter lol…. And I ain’t even talking about this show on Twitter. I was thinking for a minute that there was a fair chance that it might happen simply because it seems so regressive to have a romance show be that straight in 2022, but the fact that they’re showing Benedict with a random lady in the teaser makes me think they’re doubling down on ladies for him. Now, he could totally still be bi! And honestly, if s2 somehow really flopped or gets a lot of negative attention for its handling of race, I could see the potential for them throwing a Hail Mary and going with bi!Benedict in order to reinvigorate interest. I know that’s cynical, but I just have so little faith. I realize that a lot of Benophies think that there will be a Sophie sighting in season 2, but I honestly don’t think she’s been cast. Not after they made such a big deal about casting Simone (those were the days). Maybe they’ll have a double in a mask, but idk. I think they’re putting a lot of faith in the people running this show. Plus, CVD is leaving after this season—I feel like some decisions are probably going to be left to his successor.

Sophie being a woc…. I’m of two minds about. I see the people out there saying that they’d love a Sophie that looks like them, and that would be so great…. If the rep is good, which as we’ve seen with the India plot, isn’t guaranteed. And Sophie’s backstory makes that even more complex. I think there’s valid reason to think that the Cowpers may take the place of her stepfamily in s3, as Cressida’s mother is named Araminta, the same name as Sophie’s stepmother, and it’s easier to have established bitches take the role than to cast new people. So we’ll most likely have a Sophie as this servant to an abusive white family. Do we… really…. Think this show can handle that with a woc? Because I don’t even know if they could handle that with a white girl.

And then I see people who I know have identified themselves as white going “I think for the sake of diversity an East Asian Sophie would be great” like…. Idk man? It gives me this vibe that poc are viewed in a Pokémon, “gotta catch em all” way by some. I mean, it doesn’t give me a vibe, I know that there are white viewers and white creatives with this perspective, and it is gross. It also plays into this idea that like, a post-racial utopia is a world where we all have interracial relationships and there are no cultural divides or difficulties and we all have mixed babies and love conquers all. Which is…. Basically the thesis of the show anyway, and it’s simplistic and patronizing and fetishistic. But that doesn’t make it less fucked up that every season up to Our True Heroine Penelope’s is a Bridgerton having their mind blown when an exotic~ poc sails into their lives and teaches them about sex and love and eating food that isn’t boiled potatoes. (Lol if Kate and Edwina introduce Anthony to vindaloo this season, I will fall out.).

It’s like… you can have two white leads and care about diversity. First off, diversity isn’t just about it race…. Sexuality and gender matter too. If the show is supposed to be an ensemble anyway, there’s even more opportunity to represent historically marginalized people. You can’t just put a poc with a Bridgerton and say haha, diversity problem solved. To me it’s like, do the work well or don’t do it at all. Your half-assed diversity attempts are probably? Worse? Than not trying it at all. Like, I don’t think Kate will be a total wash this season but imagine if she’s literally just a stereotype. Imagine if they’d put Simone in a sari in a sea of regency girls, told her to put on an Apu accent, and had all of her dialogue limited to EXOTIC INDIA. What would be worse—a white Kate, or that? If Sophie is a woc who is basically enslaved by a white family before being saved and then kinda harassed by her white employer…. Is that better…. Than a white Sophie? I honestly can’t say because I *am* white, but idk, based off of what a lot of South Asian viewers have voiced about their concerns re: Kate…. It’s looking pretty complicated.

#bridgerton #it’s honestly a complex issue bc i don’t think a woc as sophie is bad #i just think the show has basically lost any trust i could possibly give it that this will be done well #and idk at this point it’s also like #do i want to see them cast a woc as sophie and then wait for her to get shafted in favor of penelope #not really bob

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PART 24 {Did I scare you from the previous part? 😌 sorry~🙈 It won’t be the ending though until you’ll see the word Fin. So yeah😉}

“Hide.”

“Hide, princess. Hide.”

“But appa----“

“Just run away now, Sung Eunyoung. Hide!”

A dawning nights of thunderous rains clattering through every roofs of homes, deafening silent dreams of solemnness. But not for the Sung Mansion. A panicking patriarch silently waking up a clueless young daughter who is just peacefully sleeping. Rubbing an eye from its sleepy mien.

“Appa?”

Her soft voice which only responded by a hush. Confused, yet just enough to get terrified after hearing the sturdy banging behind her bedroom door. Sleepiness instantly vanished. “W-what’s happening, appa?”

Fear came upon the young self. For there she is, being obliged to go down a secret basement of the bedroom her architect father built just for her. A secret passage through their gates exit. Then again she pushed to peek and witness everything and she did for there it is, men in black surrounding his blooded father and the merciless leader she can never forget.

“Hide.”

“Hide, Jang Taeyoung!!”

But it was him. It was his name she keeps on uttering now. She on the dirt of soil and scratches, pouring tears of fear. It became a routine of her consciousness. The day she witnessed her father’s death and how it changed into seeing Jang Taeyoung’s blooded one. 3 years. Three years had passed but she can still remember it clearly. Dreams that was once occupied by her father is with his added. The once revenge she aimed is her today’s anguished.

Afraid that someone might see her with a shattering state, she quickly went inside the bathroom and approach the nearest sink. Washing out the remarks of her endless tears. She dreamt of him again. It was a nap but it always feels like forever.

She cannot forget how she left him even after being saved. Neither did she ask about him ever if he could have been alive or not? She wouldn’t know for she felt guilty all of a sudden that leaving is the only thing she can think of to repent her faults.

She blamed herself and she is still now. Her name was on run back then anyway so fleeing is the most sensible reason to escape. She shamelessly saved her own in the end. A total bitch she agrees.

“There you ar----“

“Hey!”

She was startled. A person who has no decency for privacy opens the door. “Do you really can’t control that attitude of yours? Dios mío.” She hated it. She hated when even just a small gesture from others, she can remember him. Massaging her temple, she asked. “What is this time?”

“My bad, amiga but I haven’t seen you around your desk. So I suppose you’re here, I can’t never be wrong indeed. You cried again? Jeez. What’s really in that nightmares of yours that it keeps haunting you. Are you a runaway bride or something?”

And yes, they’re talking in Spanish. The nosy questions coming from the nosy mouth of the other that she needed to butt in, facing the latter with irritation. A hand resting on the sink while the free one on the waist. “Judy, if you’re running out of stories to tell, will you please exclude my private ones and shut up? Cut the chase por favor.”

Judy who’s racing her arms to surrender, defended herself. “Okay, okay. Relax, will you? As I was saying, I came to your desk to put the files you requested about the incoming book fair this week.”

Instantly, her mood brightens up as she had been reminded about the program which proceeds will be a much help for the orphanage they are rendering. Checking each files with anticipation. “You like that?”

“Very.”

She’s all smiles from ear to ear that Judy can’t help but wonder. “Know what? If you really love kids, then make your own. I feel pity for your genes. Heck, if only I’ve been blessed with that kind of face I think I’m already sleeping with tons of Michael Angelo now.”

Rolling her eyes, she countered. “You, and your mouth, Judy. Did I ever say, I won’t? Spare me, please!”

“Oh yeah? Like how you intentionally dump all your admirers? What a great excuse from you, amiga.”

“Shut up, will you? Tss.”

“Whatever. Anyway, speaking of. The kids just arrive, waiting for your presence already.”

Judy reminds as it was also enough for her to be left on her own as Sung Eunyoung hurriedly went out without further ado. Sighing for being betrayed, she followed instead.

“Profesora!!”

The harmonic chimes of the children as they surrounded her with hugs and kisses as she bent over them. Stroking their hair with tender greetings. “How are you, mi estudiantes?”

“Great! Very great! Yes, we are. We miss you.”

For she has been bombarded with various answers she cannot dare to ignore.

Gone the business venturer her as she is only an ordinary lecturer now. Simply sitting by a tree as she tells tales to what she considered her children. Filling the empty space in her. “Hey, have you heard?”

Judy bringing back its nosiness once again right after she ask her students for a drawing class. Frowning, she faced her co-worker. “Again, Judy? Can you at least zip that blabber mouth of yours just for a day?”

“Hey! That’s too harsh of you.”

“Why? Isn’t it true?”

“Jeez. Your frankness in its finest. Well, let me tell you amiga. It’s a fact this time. Try me.”

She can only shake her head as the former continues her gathered information anyway. Little she knew a piece of it will rise a hidden hopefulness in her. “Russian.”

“I heard a Russian clan takes a big part of sponsoring our book fair. The Oblonsky even donated a number for the orphanage. Books, shelter, name it all. It was said that a Korean man will actually turn as their representative. A Russian elite entrusting an Asian man? How peculiar, right?”

She can only respond a stutter. “W-who’s clan did you say it is?”

“The Oblonsky. And you know what’s more enthralling?” She stilled. As she turned to her unbothered companion who’s still delighted by its own story. Right then, Judy leans for a whisper as if afraid to share it to anyone but her. “A dear acquaintance of mine said this damn representative has a figure of a perfect hottie, amiga. Oh my, how I can picture and meet this mysterious man of my dreams.”

The robust daydreaming of it which just left unheard on her for the only thought running through her mind was the information bestowed upon that she needed to leave the off-guard Judy who’s continuously calling her name from afar. She has to confirm it and if meeting him is the only answer, then be it. Pulling out her phone before stepping in her car, she decided.

“Where are you?”

Fidgeting her nails for waiting, she can’t attain anymore. The Russian Oblonsky clan or better well said the elite mafia gang who saved her foster parents from being hostage back then. The one she just knew he sought for help. Plus, that Korean man. “Dammit.”

She can only curse as everything just gets worse for her to absorb. Brushing her face as she didn’t notice the arrival of the person she contacted who’s now sitting across her. “What’s with that low face that makes you grumpy s---“

“Tell me what happened to him.”

Left confused, the person answers her anyway. “What? Who are you talking about?”

“The f*cking info you knew about him. Tell me all, now!”

Finally interpreted what she meant. He can only bulge his eyes from crunching. “Are you talking about brother? Finally, sis?”

She can only be silent for admitting. “J-just… just give it to me, Zilo.”

Zilo. Yes, she’s indeed meeting the Zilo Alcaziar who killed his own father. The unexpected savior they didn’t saw coming. Thus the seriousness between them came as the introduction of their subject reopened. “Will you believe me if I say he’s dead?”

A sting inside her broke as her skin shivered with disbelief.

“D-don’t… Don’t play with me, Zilo…”

But Zilo just led his head to look down. “Right... How can you trust a person who once harmed you?” He really means it, she can tell. “He vanished.”

“W-what?”

“That’s what I assumed at first when I went back to the scene as the authorities keeps searching for his body. I thought some of his men may have manage to escape their boss. To be honest, I do not actually know the real thing happened to brother but seeing how they found evidences of his death, I can’t help but realize the possibility sis. Believe me, I trie---“

“Stop.”

She needed to stop him before her heart will explode from hurting further. She had foreseen it, she just tried to ignore that it’s not. Hearing it makes her regret asking even as the sorrowful face of Zilo takes in. “I’m sorry…”

Seeing his downgrade stance, she can only sigh from its remorse. She can’t deny, she felt sorry for him as well. “As much as I thank you, I still hate you though.”

“I know. If only I reach in time, I could have save you both sis. Fath—could haven’t got the chance to slip and pull the trigger. I’m really sorry, I really do.” It was as if an unspoken secret from a box revealed its bits for the last time as his whispering apologies continues. Suppressing a drop of tear on her eye, she chooses to glance the shore by the window glass beside them.

“Forget it. It’s all in the past anyway. It’s not like we can bring back the time and change it.”

She thought three years could have been enough to heal her wounded soul but just a simple brought out, the facades breaking so easily. Silence visited once again. “You know what, Zil?” before she initiated to break it, turning to face him who’s as well looking by the shore like she does. “Hm?”

“I still wonder why you shot your own father. I do learn that you’re somehow fighting against him, but to save us? I can’t seem to search for a reason.”

His eyes never left the shore as he speaks. “It’s because it reminded me of how he killed my own mother.”

All she could do then, is listen. “I almost forgot about it, you know. The warmth. The warmth he stole from me when I was a kid. And brother… A younger brother he never had. Just like that, a mere phrase he simply pulled back for me. I thank him for that, and for the nth time, I’m really sorry. For everything. For you. For being a dimwit, for being too late. I really am, sis.”

Sincerity. For the first time she felt it from him. She may have not known what happened between him and Jang Taeyoung before the incident. Yet one thing’s for sure. Her loco, did a good job. “And I have forgiven you for that. Remember it now, Zilo.”

Giving him a small smile, she intended to light their atmosphere and she did as she was reciprocated by its own smile when finally turning to her. “Alright! So much for the drama. Shall we just order our food now?”

Clatters from the utensils can only be heard as they chew their own food when Zilo happens to thought of something. “Sis?”

“Yes?”

“I know this is too much for me to ask, but have you…uhm--- nah, it’s nothing.”

Sensing his hesitation, she obliged him. “Just say it, Zilo.”

Clearing a throat, he had no choice but to push. “Well, w-what I mean was that… perhaps, are you waiting for him? Brother?”

She was halt from her actions then as she was staring to her food, keeping to tap the spoon’s tip on her plate. “What makes you think I am?”

“Because I do think you are. You have been a transparent lioness easy to read ever since you lost him, sis that before you knew your once intricacy became your vulnerability. That what you are today. You just failed to notice it.”

She can never be as silent as she is right now indeed.

Leaning by the backrest of his seat, Zilo can see right through her. “So you’re really waiting for him, huh?”

‘Am I?’

She thought for herself.

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