#I cannot wait for season 2

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Maddy Arcane

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I think wayyyy too much about the scene in s1x07 where Vi and Cait try to save each other from Jinx’s attack, and maybe simple thoughts have turned into a meaningless analysis. I’ll share it anyway.

The way Vi and Caitlyn try to protect each other in this scene perfectly reflects how they were raised, and I think it even works as foreshadowing for the scene in the rain.

Let’s focus on Vi first. The core part of her identity since she was a child has been to protect, which we see from the way she shields Powder from the horrifying sight on the bridge in the very first minute of the first episode, up to this very moment. Vi has a specific way of carrying out this protection. Unlike when she's on her own, Vi doesn’t jump straight into a fight—she first moves the person she wants to protect away from danger, then faces the battle entirely alone. Here, she follows the same process: her first impulse is to shield Caitlyn by pushing her out of the weapon’s range, not caring about her own safety. She only takes cover after making sure that no one can hurt Cait. This is Vi’s impulsive nature at its peak, as well as her absolute loyalty.

Now, with Caitlyn, there’s more to discuss. Caitlyn has been protected her entire life, shielded behind her parents and her last name. This sense of security has made Caitlyn a rebel, someone who pushes the boundaries of that protection (while following certain rules), but it also makes her very naive. Caitlyn doesn’t truly know the dangers of the world. Even though she tries to project confidence, she had never stepped on the other side of the bridge before. That’s why I believe her decision to step in front of Vi as a shield while also trying to protect herself with her arm is a pure act but rooted in ignorance. Caitlyn jumps into danger to keep Vi safe, but even if she managed to avoid the impact of one bullet, there would be more. Most likely, if Vi hadn’t pushed her, they both would’ve ended up hurt. This is Caitlyn’s identity: unlike Vi, she protects others by getting close, giving all of herself to push the problem away rather than fighting it alone. What she doesn’t realize is that, even when she has meticulously structured plans, some problems can’t be solved with one-sided diplomacy. Caitlyn is pure and well-intentioned but lacks a survival instinct due to her upbringing.

Now, why do I say this works as foreshadowing for their breakup in the rain? Simple—except for the weapons and general violence, it’s essentially the same scene.

Vi and Caitlyn face a problem that involves both of them, and in order to protect the other, they resort to the same methods I mentioned before.

Vi assumes that she’s the problem, that her anger with the council and Piltover in general will cost Caitlyn her well-being. So, what does she do? She leaves her in the middle of the rain, saying words she wishes weren’t true, hurting herself in the process just to make sure Caitlyn won’t try to find her. Throughout this scene, Vi refuses to look at her, because if she sees her sadness, she’ll likely give in and end up putting her in danger. After pushing her away again, Vi decides to confront (though with Jayce this time, not entirely alone) Silco’s industry, once more jumping into the fight only after ensuring the safety of the one she loves.

But Caitlyn doesn’t know this. She sees Vi’s actions as an abrupt and ungrounded change. “Why is Vi leaving?” must be her only thought, and in response, she tries to offer solutions they can face together because she’s unaware of what they’re really up against. She tries to get close to Vi several times, both in her words and her body language. Everything in her is pleading for the Zaunite to stay, to explain what’s happening so they can work together and share the weight of the problems. In the end, it doesn’t work, and respecting Vi’s boundaries, she lets her go. Though it doesn’t stop her, and that’s how we get her scene in the shower, thinking of the alternatives to that encounter.

I warned y’all that this would be a meaningless analysis, but I love and miss Caitvi too much to stay silent about them. Also, I adore episode seven.

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no you don't understand, i am SO excited for thalia grace with a british accent

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Just realizing the height difference between Olrox and Mizrak of Olrox being almost half a foot taller than Mizrak, I cannot unsee the dynamic between the two especially in a modern setting and of them sharing a car.

[libbyfausett]

I just had a dream where- to end an argument- Annabeth grabbed a step stool, stood on it and kissed Percy on the forehead

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WHY DO THEY HAVE KIDS?!?!?

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omfg i really hope u finished sk8 the infinity bc that is the most fun, colourful, draindead show I have ever watched and I would sell my soul to the devil for a s2 to come faster.

but like, who’s ur favourite character? langa will always be dear to my heart bc of just how dense he is sometimes. like he genuinely cannot comprehend most things that happen around him and that just adds to his charm.

also am i the only one who was super fucking weirded out by the way adam interacted with the kids?? the dub is just so much more creepy than the sub and he’s just so much worse around these children- the way he speaks to miya, the nicknames he gives reki and the way he behaves with poor sweet langa is so uncomfy to watch???

I finished it and I LOVED it.

Langa’s my favorite character for much of the same reason. Oh my god he’s so dense and so good. My beautiful boy. All he knows is Board and Love Reiki. He’s so chill. He was just like “I have Never Skateboarded in my Life. The first try should be on this Death Mountain in an event with explosives involved. I will destroy the competition.” I simply adore him. I think we should just keep putting him on different types of boards to see if he can qualify on an Olympic level in them within the span of months. Surfboard. Wakeboard. Other types of board. He is so beautiful and so good.

Oh Adam is so uncomfortable to watch during this, especially his entire thing with langa. He’s always giving him roses and touching him and calling him his Eve. He has an entire wall filled with video footage of him. He had cameras following him when he wasn’t even at S. He openly calls Reiki the third wheel as if Langa doesn’t go into immediate depression if his boyfriend is not there to watch him skate. If the post-credits montage is accurate, then he parachuted from the sky with a bouquet of roses when Langa turned 18. Like this is fully stalking and deeply upsetting please go away.

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I’ve gotten to a point now where anytime I see any of the authors I follow post even a snippet of earthspark bumblebee content I can’t stop happy stimming and I gotta go for a walk-shout out to everyone who’s written content for this guy, I’m literally kicking my feet and giggling-

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so my family got a free trial of Amazon prime to get something urgent delivered faster and decided to see if there was anything worth watching for the month they have it

a few years back I read Good Omens from the library so I said oh you can see this I think you’ll like it

one episode in- one

“Any thoughts? Questions?”

“They sound like an old married couple.”

“…yeah-”

I mean I’m glad they picked up on it but strjofdygjk

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"Heya, Newbie" I WILL START FUCKING SOBBING.

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Me reading this!

May I please ask for a Rhett Abbott imagine?

Of course!

Plot Twist

Words: 1100 ~ Pairing: Rhett Abbott x female bookstore owner reader ~ Content: fluff, non explicit sex, tooth rotting sweetness

You hear a soft rap on the glass, and when you look up, Rhett Abbott is there, slight smile on his face, hat in place, hair curling under it at the nape of his neck.

You can’t help but grin. 

If you’re working at the store, he comes to see you every day, without fail. Sometimes you’ll have lunch together, sometimes you don’t. Rhett might be busy collecting feed for the steer or mending fences; you might have a local author signing over the lunch hour. But you made time for each other as often as you could.

You wave and he waves back, the hint of a blush creeping up his neck.

You’d never known that Rhett Abbott could blush. Who’d have guessed?

A customer comes in, making the little bell on the shop door ring cheerily, and when you look back to the window, Rhett’s gone. It doesn’t matter; you know you’re seeing him tonight.

He’s a cowboy straight out of romance novels by the likes of Lorelei James, Linda Howard, and Sable Hunter, and you can’t get enough of his long legs in worn blue jeans, or the way he leaves the top few buttons of his plaid shirt left undone.

You’d never have imagined being with Rhett like this. It’s an unexpected plot twist.

In high school, he was often running wild with the rowdier kids. He’d started rodeo years ago, and you’d watch him on the bucking steer, wondering what it was like to command that much power, even for less than ten seconds.

It wasn’t until some years later, when his niece Amy broke her leg and had to stay in bed, that you got to know each other.

He’d come in to buy her some books to entertain her as she recovered. You were only too happy to recommend books for her age group. She loved them, and Rhett started to make a regular appearance, one day asking you out for coffee.

It went from there.

And when he slow danced with you on Valentine’s at the Handsome Gambler, you knew you were a goner.

Rhett sometimes brings you wildflowers, apologising that he can’t afford a fancy bouquet from the store. You don’t care. You prefer the ones he handpicks from the wild areas around the ranch pastures. They always smel so sweet.

The day at the bookstore passes quickly. You helped a regular, old Mrs Taylor, with collecting her new sci fi novel - her house was decorated like a spaceship, she was one of your all time favourite customers - and you priced up new releases by Jodi Taylor, Lee Child and Becky Chambers.

Five o’clock rolled around. When you locked up, Rhett was leaning against the lamppost opposite the door, hands in his pockets. He straightened up when you appeared.

“Afternoon, darlin’.”

“Afternoon yourself.” You lift your face for his kiss and he obliges, settling his hands on your hips. You sigh into his mouth, feel his lips curve against yours.

“Love gettin’ sugar from you,” he says softly. “How was your day?”

“Good. You?”

He tucks a curl of your hair behind your ear. “Sweaty. Dad needed help roundin’ up a steer that split from the herd. Had time to grab a shower before I came here, though.”

“Shame. I like you dirty.”

He groans. “Can’t talk like that in public, girl.”

“Maybe I better wait until we’re in your truck.”

He shakes his head, drawing his lower lip between his teeth. “I done lucked out with you, you know that? You’ve got all the sweetness of a librarian with the filthy mind of someone who writes erotic fiction.”

“Well, you have my extensive reading to thank for that.”

He kisses the tip of your nose. “Remind me to write and thank your favourite authors.” He takes your hand and leads you to the truck. You drive out together to your favourite picnic spot, a field of wildflowers on the very edge of the Abbott property.

You share a picnic basket Rhett has prepped, with ham and slaw sandwiches, strawberries, petit fours and potato chips, and then you draw a book out of your bag.

“Bought something to read to you.”

His face lights up. “You did?”

“Of course. C’mere, cowboy.”

He stretches out and settles his head in your lap. His hat has long ago been discarded over by the picnic basket and you thread your fingers through his hair. It’s soft from his shower, smells of some botanical mix of herbs from his shampoo, cypress and something else, and you love it.

He sighs and his eyes drift closed as you begin to read Our Souls are Mirrors by Rupi Kaur.

You read and read until the sun begins to set, and when it does, Rhett undresses you slowly, one garment at a time, until you’re naked under the big Wyoming Sky, and then he takes his time exploring you with his hands and mouth, until you’re trembling with pleasure, unable to form any syllables but his name.

Only when you’re lax with bliss does he push into you, bracing his body above your own. You wrap your legs around his waist as he mutters praise into the curve where your neck and shoulder meet. How you’re his good girl, the only one for him. How you make him feel so good. You clench your fingers on his shoulders, buck up into him. It makes him wild, and you come together under the early evening starlight.

After, you curl into him. He drapes his shirt over you to keep you cosy.

“Better drive you back soon,” he says absently. “Or you could stay over. If you want.”

“I do want. It’s not like your parents’ll be surprised to see me in the morning.”

He huffs out a laugh. “My mom’ll want to talk your ear off about books, I hope you know that. And Amy’s started readin’ that Heartstopper series you got her into. It’s all she talks about.”

You smile against his chest, as his heart bears steadily under your ear. “Who knew, the Abbott family, secret bookworms.”

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