#I guess it's not the first time they've done repeats. still...

[armatization-a]

guys. GUYS

it's Jude Law

[urhoneycombwitch]

eddie x latebloomer, virgin reader (so not self-projecting...) who isn't innocent or typically what people say is "virginal" (because virginity is a construct!) but still gets super nervous about heavy petting/sex because they've never done it before and don't want to be bad or weird and literally just flees at the confrontation

until that ovulation hits and r! is trying so hard to ignore it, squirming on Eddie's couch/bed and he's like 🤨 you ok? and then it just comes out in a whole word vomit that he's super hot and they're absolutely soaked but don't know what to do and it probably won't be good and they should just go home and eddies like... no big deal, I'll just eat you out, no penetration 🤷🏻

and when they do actually have sex later, I know Eddie talks R through it

ty for suggesting this anon! u got me inspired here's a lil blurb. also dedicated to @wdsara48 who asked for more inexperienced!reader content 🫡

+18 mdni: Eddie’s a bit clueless about the hormone cycle, oral (r receiving), cumming in pants (guess who), ovulation horny (™)

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On second thought, it was probably a really bad call to visit your boyfriend when you were this horny.

Which sounds silly, you know it does- who wouldn't want to visit their hot boyfriend at a time like this?- but you've really been enjoying taking it slow this time around. Eddie is the first boy you've dated who has totally and completely earned your trust when it comes to sex- he's never once pressured you to take your heated make-out sessions any further, pulling back and unwinding himself from you with spit-slick lips every so often to gauge your comfort level.

Is this okay? How are you feeling? Wanna take a break?

So kind. So considerate. So far away, in the kitchen, humming to himself while he fixes dinner, hair loose and curling around the shoulders of his tight Metallica tee. Every time he reaches over to stir the pot of chili on the stove, the lean muscles in his upper back and biceps curl and flex.

Hormones are flushing hot through your body, the couch you’re seated on feeling more and more confining by the second; you cross your legs at the ankle in an attempt to stave off the fidgeting, but when this causes the thick denim of your zippered jeans to press into the ache between your legs you are quick to uncross them again.

There’s a low-toned buzz that’s taken up residence in your hearing, like all the raging horniness has no place else to go- which is why you don’t hear Eddie the first time he speaks.

He’s standing at the edge of the living room now, hands on hips, one dark brow raised in your direction- “Earth to angel. You with me?”

“Huh?” You swallow harshly against the dryness in your throat (contrasted with the excess wetness in other places) and shake your head, slipping your hands underneath your thighs to sit on them and ground yourself a bit. “Sorry, I was zoning out. What’d you say?”

“I said you seem antsy tonight,” Eddie repeats, moving in to sit next to you, close enough for your knees to touch. “Had too much coffee or somethin’? Y’know, you really shouldn’t drink that stuff after noon. Not good for ya.”

He’s teasing, all smooth movements with an easy grin as he snakes an arm around your shoulders.

The smoke-sweet smell of his cologne floods your senses- musky and heady and this underlayer of something earthy, wild, that you could swear hits on a primal nerve by the way it makes your clit throb.

When you stiffen under Eddie’s arm, he reads your signal as one of discomfort, tsking at himself underneath his breath before starting to pull away. “Sorry, sweetheart, didn’t mean to make you-”

“No!” Your hand darts out to grab at his over your shoulder, keeping him from leaving, because if the warmth of his body pressed to your side stops you might actually die. “No, it’s not you. I promise. It’s me. I’m…”

Eddie watches you with mild concern as you flounder, mouth opening and shutting a few times before settling on just the truth- “I’m ovulating.”

He blinks. “Um. Shit. Do you need to go to the doctor? ‘Cuz the main office is definitely closed this time ‘a night but the ER is for sure open-”

You bend at the waist, pitching forward with a groan and cutting him off. With hot cheeks buried in your hands, your voice comes out muffled- “Didn’t you take sex ed, like, three times?”

“Sure did. Learned basic anatomy real well.” His palm has slid to your lower back, your shirt ridden up to expose a stripe of skin that his warm hand now rests on. “Help me out, princess. What’s goin’ on?”

With a pounding heart, you manage to sit up, looking down at your hands in your lap as you whisper, “Ovulation makes me, like, super horny.”

At first, you think he didn’t hear you, but after a beat of silence there’s a subtle shift in his posture, spine straightening.

“Oh.” Eddie’s hand on you doesn’t move but his other one smoothes down the line of his jean-clad thigh, clearing his throat before asking, “And do you wanna… do something about that?”

Mustering courage, you swivel slightly to look at him- the joking tone from earlier has drained out of his voice, and this is the shyest you’ve ever seen him: staring unseeing at his own lap, plucking at the knee of his jeans.

“Like what?” You ask, matching the same low tone he’s just used.

When Eddie looks back at you, that’s when you realize your mistake- his lack of eye contact wasn’t due to shyness. The way he’s looking at you now, dark chocolate eyes holding a steady gaze, it’s a wonder he’s been so restrained this whole time. 

“Could eat you out. Only if you wanted, though.”

You shiver. Visibly. 

A slow, half-tilted smile pulls at Eddie’s lips; he brings your free hand to his face and kisses your knuckles, then tugs you up with him to stand.

“C’mon. Let’s go to the bedroom.”

Cast in soft lamplight, Eddie closes the door to his room before cupping your face in his hands, cool rings against your cheeks. He kisses you gently, at first, plush lips notching in steady rhythm against yours; when you tug him in closer by his waist and slip your tongue between his teeth, he groans into your mouth.

He pulls away, wet click of your separating mouths loud in the quiet of the room before giving your hip a light tap. “Up on the bed, angel.”

You’re quick to comply, crawling backwards on the duvet, lust unfurling in your stomach as you rest half-propped on your elbows.

Eddie divests himself of his shirt in one fluid motion without taking his eyes from you. His pale skin gleams in the low light, silver chain and guitar pick necklace swinging as he moves to hover over you.

“You okay?” He asks, dark hair a curtain around both your faces as his bare torso presses against your clothed one. 

When you nod, he ducks to kiss you again before sliding a hand up your shirt. “Good. ‘Cuz I don’t think I could stop even if I wanted to.”

You know he’s mostly joking- you and him have a safeword, and he’s always attentive to your body signals- but the pure desire that he’s kissing and touching you with is indicative of a boy who’s waited too long to be able to have you like this.

Eddie laps at your mouth, tongue twining with yours as his hand squeezes and molds the fat of your breast through your bra as both your nipples stiffen in response. When his knee slots between your thighs, you moan, hips jolting up to chase the friction.

“Can I…” you’re panting, forehead crushed to Eddie’s as you search for the words. “I want your mouth, on me- please.”

You’re rarely ever so communicative, usually hidden away behind a wall of reservations that are totally melted away now. Eddie makes a noise like he’s been punched, sucks at a spot behind your ear that causes your hips to rock forward again, then says, “Yeah, sweetheart, yeah. You can have my mouth. Fuck.”

While he kisses down the slope of your neck, between your clothed breasts, your bare stomach where your shirt’s been rucked up, he’s muttering (to himself, to you, hard to say): “‘Course you can have my mouth. Have it wherever you want it. Christ. Should’a asked for it sooner. Give you anything you want.”

Eddie pops the button on your jeans and you lift your hips so he can pull them completely off your body; when he sees the wet patch of arousal darkening your baby blue underwear he chokes out another curse before working the fabric down your hips and tossing them to the ground.

“Gonna let me taste you, baby?” he asks, stretching his lower half out on the mattress and pulling your legs over his shoulders, his mouth inches from your soaked core. Eddie looks up at you, face bracketed by your thighs, pupils blown out with desire, waiting for your go-ahead.

“Please,” you murmur, stretching out a hand to pet at the crown of his head.

His eyes flutter shut for a moment with your touch; when he presses a kiss to the top of your cunt, your hand tightens in his hair, his resulting hum of encouragement vibrating against your clit.

Eddie flattens his tongue and licks a wide stripe up your folds, spreading the wetness from your leaking hole up to mouth sloppily at your clit; when he sucks the bundle of nerves into his mouth, your elbow supporting your half-propped frame gives out and you pitch back against the covers.

“There- ah- shit, there, Eddie…” you sound wrecked already, voice husked with the strain of holding back whines. Normally, you’d be so in your head about the exposing condition you’re in, but at this point you’re too wound up to care, Eddie’s tongue against the beating heart of you coaxing that tightness in your stomach closer and closer to snapping.

His nails bite in where his hands span the width of your thighs, holding you against his mouth even as your legs tremble and hips twist jerkily with each sweep of his tongue; Eddie gives one last suck to your clit then follows the line of your cunt down, down with his tongue to prod at your sodden entrance.

When his tongue slides into you with a wet squelch, obscenely loud in the otherwise quiet room, you both moan in tandem- your hand in his hair tightens to near-brutal, and the bed underneath you both tremors with the jolt of Eddie’s hips rutting into the mattress.

He sets a steady pace with his tongue, fucking it in and out of you as his nose nudges against your clit. That coil in your stomach is starting to make all your muscles tense up, your thighs locking Eddie in place (who seems to only be spurred on with each constriction of your body).

“Gonna come?” The lower half of his face is coated in your slick as he takes a brief pause to kiss at your inner thigh, one hand coming to rest on your tummy, pinning you down. “C’mon, baby. Let me see it.”

Your body obeys, tension snapping as his mouth returns to your cunt, a high whine of “Eddie Eddie Eddie” that you don’t bother to hide this time loosening from your throat as everything around you bursts and crashes into orgasm.

Toes curling against Eddie’s lower back, cunt spasming around his tongue, Eddie fucks you through it and then some, his own hips mindlessly grinding down as your release triggers his own, spilling warm into his boxers while your high spirals out.

When the spams of your pleasure turn over into aftershocks, Eddie comes up for air, pressing one last kiss to your overstimulated cunt before crawling up your body to lie on top with his head in the crook of your neck.

“Fuck,” you say aloud to the ceiling, breathless, arms automatically encircling the boy. “Holy shit.”

“I’ll say.” Eddie’s breath cools over the sticky patch he kissed into your skin, his mouth still wet with your release. He gathers enough energy to plant his elbows on either side of your head, looking down at you, suddenly serious. “So um… how often do you get ovi- ovel… like this? Once a year or somethin’?”

The laugh shakes out of your chest before you can stop it; you reach up to tuck Eddie’s curls behind his ears, your previous bashfulness having been tongue-fucked out of you.

“Eddie Munson, do I have news for you.”

[epickiya722]

I don't understand why the BkDk shippers are getting upset over the last chapter for and why the Ochco x Midoriya shippers are celebrating? Did I miss something? Midoriya just wen to go chase one of the first friends he made at U.A. whose clearly hurt? He would do that for any of his classmates? I don't understand why people are assuming that a ship has been decided or has ended? It's Midoriya, he's caring, he's checking in on his classmate? I just don't understand what's going on?

Rereading the chapter, yeah, I don't get it either.

Like, Tsuyu voiced her concerns about Ochako and Izuku being Izuku would go and check up on her. That didn't feel "I must confess my feelings" on his end. And with how Ochako was being portrayed, I don't think on her end she would want to confess anything to Izuku other than the pain she's been feeling. Or even go "no, I'm fine, I'm fine. Nothing is wrong."

Also, come on, they've been friends since the beginning of the school year. They're practically best friends. You think he wouldn't go and check on her?

Saying this on a neutral ground, this is the time to take off the shipping goggles. And yes, you don't have to ship the ship and think the context of what is being presented as "writer baiting the ship". You're still seeing a ship. If anything, you're doing yourself and the characters an injustice because you're not separating them from the romance you're putting them in.

It gives me flashbacks to the first cliff scene and to be honest, I saw them having a talk coming.

One similarity I caught is the remark about hair. In the first cliff scene, Izuku makes a comment about Ochako's hair and among other things. And I said it before, the way that small bit of dialogue was framed reminds me of when you have a friend who talks bad about themselves and you chime in about how great they are to comfort them.

The hair comment is repeated but in opposite when Ochako comments on Izuku's hair and at first glance, she seemed slightly "dismissive" of how he was feeling but something told me right then and there "Oh, they're going to have to talk about their time in the war". With that, I feel like it was a subtle hint that Ochako was trying to hold back her own feelings about her fight with Himiko. Trying to distract herself from thinking about her.

The thing is, to me, I think the first cliff scene is just a first part to what's coming up next. A "this is what I'm going to do and I'll get back to you". What's coming up next feels like "okay, so... uh... this is what happened".

I think one big thing that is often forgotten when it comes to Ochako and the relationships she has is that she is still her own person.

She doesn't live for Izuku, heck, not even for Himiko. She just so happens to care about those people. Let's be honest, if Horikoshi really wanted Ochako to be all about Izuku, he would have done so in the very beginning. Usually in Shonen, the female character would almost immediately be head over heels for the main male lead and try to hide it.

Ochako? She was an already established character with her own personality, own goals, etc. Horikoshi could have easily made her one dimensional with her mind being plagued with Izuku, but thinking back on it we barely get that. On Izuku's end, he could have made it clear it was mutual. Horikoshi ain't afraid to show Izuku's emotions so why would he hide Izuku's "romantic" feelings for Ochako if he had any?

That's just me and if I had to make a guess. What of the next chapter their talk last like 4 pages and we move on to something else? And as I brought up, what if Tsuyu is there? We might have only seen Izuku, but if Tsuyu asked, he could have carried her there. He wouldn't have thought it was a "just me and Ochako" moment. He would have been like "She needs all the support she can get"...

Horikoshi, I need to see that.

[esamastation]

Part thirty-seven of Shizuroth, aka, the SOLDIER General's Self Saving Shizun.

Ao3 link.

Previous parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six

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Though they've fought and slain what now feels like countless monsters, they've made little progress in their actual mission - which was to find a group of Foulanders that had appeared near the military camp. Though they'd seen some hints of them, the monsters themselves are nowhere to be seen, instead they've fought - and inspected - just about every other thing the forest has to offer.

Angeal feels strange even thinking about it, but… Sephiroth is holding the mission back. Not because he isn't willing or capable, he's more than! More than half of the kills are by him, and done with ease! But… he keeps stopping and stalling to make observations, examining the monsters, the terrain, particularly interesting plants, the trees - once he even stops to take in the scenery when they encounter a little hilltop. All which, while weirdly endearing in the strangest way, is not what Sephiroth usually does on missions.

No, usually Sephiroth just bulldozes through his opponents, finishes the mission in record time and then does whatever he wants after… which usually means taking on and completing the next nearest mission to his location. Rinse and repeat.

Now it's getting late, and they're nowhere near finishing their first one for the day.

"Alright, I guess we're camping here tonight," Angeal muses while Sephiroth examines a local fruit tree interestingly.

"Alright," Sephiroth agrees, picking a fruit and taking a curious sniff. "Aww, it's not ripe," he mutters. "Maybe higher up in the tree…"

Angeal watches as the most famous SOLDIER in history goes fruit-picking and then shakes his head, going about setting a camp. They have no actual camping gear, he honestly hadn't thought to bring any with the complete expectation that not only would the mission not take long but they'd probably finish a few more while at it before heading back. Apparently not!

Whatever made Sephiroth so obsessive about completing missions before has gone the same way a lot of other motivations he had for his previous habits went.

Setting up a fire in Wutai forest isn't the best idea, so Angeal picks what looks like the most comfortable spot to sleep and sits down to check the Buster Sword. He'd mostly used his fists, as per usual, but he'd tried his hand using his sword too. It was… still pretty difficult.

Sephiroth joins him with an armful of fruit. "Want some fruit?" he offers.

Angeal gives them a look. "Are you sure that's edible?" he asks dubiously.

"Sure it is. It's hawthorn," Sephiroth agrees. "Pity we don't have the stuff to prepare them - I bet these would make great tanghulu."

"... Which is?"

"Fruits coated in rock sugar," Sephiroth shrugs and sits down on a protruding knot of a tree root. "Here, try some."

Angeal accepts a fruit from him. Sephiroth doesn't remember monster names or what they even are, but he remembers random sweets and apparently how to make them. Meanwhile Angeal didn't even know he liked sweets. For them to be the things that really stuck around while he forgot so many other things…

Angeal tries the little red fruit. It's not bad. A bit tart.

"So, no… tent or anything?" Sephiroth asks after finishing a handful of fruit.

"What, can't handle sleeping under the stars?" Angeal asks, turning his attention back to his sword.

"Hm," Sephiroth hums, tugging at his sleeve cuffs with a strange expression before looking around, taking in the forest around them. "I suppose we need to take watches."

"Yep," Angeal agrees. "I can take the first one."

"It's fine, I'll handle it. I want to get some practice in anyway," Sephiroth says, setting the rest of the fruit aside. "Unless that will bring more monsters to us."

"They don't usually attack you when you're still - just when you're moving through their territories," Angeal assures him. "So it should be fine. But better be on guard anyway."

Sephiroth smirks a little at that and then stands up with a stretch and takes Masamune in hand. "Well then…"

"Are you going to do your… energy alignment thing?" Angeal asks worriedly

"Not here, that's just asking for a Qi-deviation," Sephiroth mutters. "Just some forms."

"You'd think you'd gotten enough practice down for the day already," Angeal points out, though more curiously than anything. "All we've done is fight this whole day. One would think you'd be looking forward to winding down a little." Angeal knows he is.

Sephiroth looks at him thoughtfully. "This is how my body winds down," he says and holds Masamune up in a guard pose. "Call it sword meditation. Besides, today wasn't exactly good exercise."

"... Sephiroth, I lost track of how many fights we had," Angeal points out flatly.

Sephiroth snorts. "A few basic sword forms per fight - that's nothing. And I didn't see you using anything more elaborate than an uppercut or a high kick."

"Well, they worked, did they?"

"Yes, but what did you learn from them? Did you progress at all in your combat abilities?" Sephiroth asks pointedly and makes a delicate swing with his sword. "Did you grow at all?"

Angeal leans back a little, weirdly insulted. "I got a whole bunch of EXP?"

Sephiroth blinks and looks at him, his sword lowering slightly. "Did you really?" he asks incredulously.

"Yeah," Angeal shrugs. "Not enough to level up, but still a bunch."

Sephiroth states at him blankly for a moment. Then he lowers his sword completely. "Wait, EXP is a real thing?!"

"Um. Yes? You don't… remember?" Angeal asks worriedly, standing up. "Didn't you get any?"

"How does that even - no, I do remember, and I read about it in the tutorials, but I didn't think it was real! But it is. You actually get experience points from the things you kill," Sephiroth says, sounding baffled. "That's a - really?"

"It's, uh," Angeal tries to reframe the whole concept of EXP in his head. "I guess it does sound kind of strange. Uh, EXP is just the acronym Shinra came up with. It's not actually experience. It's just, you know… energy."

"Energy," Sephiroth repeats.

"Yeah," Angeal says. "You absorb the energy from things you kill. You… really didn't notice?"

"Um," Sephiroth says. "No, I didn't - how would I know? What does it feel like, how can you tell?"

Angeal clears his throat. "I just - do? There is actual equipment to measure it, but when you do the kind of work we do, after a while you can just tell. After a fight you just feel a bit… more, I guess?"

Sephiroth frowns, putting a hand on his stomach.

"You really didn't notice it at all?" Angeal asks, concerned. "You are higher level than me - I guess, at your level enemies like we've been fighting wouldn't really yield a noticeable amount of EXP." Which is weird, because Angeal got a lot.

"No, I think… I've been blocking it," Sephiroth says thoughtfully.

That's - what? "You've been - how? The only thing I know that can block EXP gain is a Curse - wait," Angeal says and takes a closer look at him. "Do you have a Cursed Ring on you, or something?"

"There are curses now?!" Sephiroth asks, exasperated.

"Not curses - a Curse, it halts your growth," Angeal explains and checks him over, baffled. Sephiroth isn't wearing any accessories. Huh. "You don't feel like you have a Curse?"

"Well, that's good to know!" Sephiroth says and shakes his head, stepping back. He's thoughtfully quiet for a moment, still with his hand on his stomach and then he shrugs, far too careless and casual. "Ah, never mind, Angeal, I'll figure it out," Sephiroth says and grips Masamune's hilt again. "Whatever. I'm going to practise now."

He definitely knows what the issue is. "Sephiroth -"

Ignoring him, Sephiroth starts swinging his sword, working through his forms with a sort of stubborn ferocity that clearly states the discussion is over.

After a moment Angeal lets out a sigh, fighting back that feeling of uneasy tension building up again. "Okay, okay, fine," he says, holding up his hands in surrender. "Can I practise with you?"

Sephiroth glances at him and then arches a brow. "I don't know," he says and smirks. "Can you?"

[basicallyaturtle]

never been part of a tag game, sounds really fun! tagged by dear Lanvender, @khan-crete

Do you make your bed? A freshly decrumbed, stuffed animal arranged and dirty clothes removed bed feels great. How often do I do this? We mustn't ask (like once or twice a month) that's all making the bed entails for me, I just have a fitted then normal sheet and blankets

Favorite Number? 4 4 4 4 4! I've loved four my entire life she is like a goddess to me. 2+2 2*2 2^2, divides into halves twice. can only compete with sixteen, whose status and 2^4 and 4^2 is nice, but not as symmetric. 37 and 73 have a place in my heart as the 12th and 21st primes, but not a large place compared to 4

What's your job? What do I get paid for? undergrad lab TA, what do I do? grad research in low energy nuclear physics

If you could go back to school, would you? In school technically still. Would I rewind time to experience school again? highschool no college yes. would I go back for another college degree? I could be convinced if it would be cheap and unobtrusive to my current schooling. Was always torn between physics and linguistics. I made the right choice but I always wonder what if.

Can you Parallel Park? I have done it, on the driving test, like four or five years ago. I think I could do it again, but not too confident

Do you think Aliens are real? Eh, probably in a 'the observable universe 9.3e+9 ly across, it must have happened more than once' kinda way, but not in a 'they've been feeding us tech for thousands of years or are visiting us' kinda way.

Can you drive a manual car? Never tried, hubris tell me yes, anxiety with even normal cars tells me I'd probably fuck up the transmission while trying to leave the driveway. gonna say yeag

Guilty Pleasure? I think like cheesy childhood disney live action movies?, generally I'm pretty full chested about the things I enjoy

Favorite Type of Music? yeah, hard, a lot of vocaloid, which isn't reallly a genre, a lot of edm genres from like old school monstercat, a lot of jrock by way of anime OP's of show's I've never watched then finding other songs by those artists. some rock music though that genre is also extremely expansive and I'm not sure how I'd categorize a lot of it. Generally my music consumption consists of a group of maybe five songs completely unrelated on repeat for months at a time and genre is not a huge factor in that

Do you like puzzles? twisty puzzles like rubik's cube type puzzles are really fun working, towards doing a 3x3 blindfolded but challenging, I used to do jigsaw's with my mom but over the course of a very long time because we'd get frustrated. crosswords, but I'm no good at them

Favorite Childhood Sport? Soccerrrr. Wish I'd stayed with it, but there were only a couple more years before there wasn't a league for my age group anyway, been trying to get back into it recreationally

Do you talk to yourself? I do, but as if I'm talking to someone else. I prefer not to do it because I'm not content with my voice atm, but I find myself doing it a lot especially when getting stuck on research stuff trying to talk it out or I will say a comment to someone I disagree with outloud rather than typing it and posting it. A lot of this is to my reflection which is probably part of the reason it feels like someone else lol

Tea or Coffee? tea all the way. drank iced sweet black tea my entire childhood and started drinking it hot with milk in college. I was the kind of person that disliking coffee was a sort of pillar of my tastes, but then a few years ago made it with like half milk and a lot of sugar and like it, lotta people wouldn't call that coffee, but eh.

First thing you wanted to be when you grew up? The actual first thing was everything. I would amalgamate like all the stereotypes of things kids want to be into one so a firefighter-astronaut-whatever else. When I got a better sense of my interests, inventor, so I guess like product designer, but what that meant to me was I got to sit around and think of neat gadgets and items then figure out how to make them like freeze ray, time machine, clone gun, that kind of thing lol. the first practical idea of a job I wanted was theoretical physicist in like middle school, which I kinda am now so success I guess

What Movies do you Adore? not much of a movie person, but like to watch movies other people are interested in with them, love castle in the sky, LOTR, howl's moving castle, your name, probably others in those categories I don't know about yet or have forgotten and I have a strong soft spot for childhood halloween movies like twitches and halloweentown

I'm curious what @arc-archernar and @charyou-tree have got to say if they'd like to, and anyone else that wants to participate!

[crobones]

[kicks open the door I just closed] AND ANOTHER THING

when a ghoul is turning feral, they say their name. they repeat it, over and over. "Roger. My name is Roger." like a chant. to remind themselves who they are. to hold onto the last bit of humanity they have left, because maybe if they hold tight enough, they can beat it. or maybe they can just hold on until help comes.

Cooper wasn't just distracting Roger so he could get a clean shot. He was reminding Roger of something good. BlamCo Mac & Cheese. His mom's apple pie.

When someone can't be saved, you don't want them to just focus on the fact that it's over. It's done. Waiting in that anxious fear for their every breath, because they don't know if it will be their last. Or, in Roger's case - and the case for any Ghouls out there still surviving - their last moments of control.

The sad fact of the matter is that, feral ghouls are still alive. They're not zombies. They hunger, they drool, they eat, but they can hide, too. They can gather. Being feral isn't dying, it's worse. They've not even just gone to base instincts - they've lost any and all sense of self preservation. They can sprint and throw themselves at prey because the body has simply become a vehicle for that hunger.

They don't hide or gather to stay safe. They do it because it's easier to take down someone if they're surprised and outnumbered. So yes, a feral ghoul can think. But only insofar that they can find a way to feed that hunger.

But even animals have some sense of self-preservation. (Unless, of course, they're rabid.)

To be feral is to experience such complete ego death that a person has no sense of identity outside of hunger and fear. So they try to hold onto control by reminding themselves who they are. "I am Roger." And so, it's not too far of a stretch to say that a person's humanity lies within their memories.

Cooper asked Roger if he remembered what food tasted like, back when he could taste. Before the radiation and necrosis. As most people know, certain senses like taste and smell can trigger a stronger memory than any words or chants.

What Cooper did to Roger was a mercy. It was simple. It wasn't a countdown or closing his eyes, just so that the last thing Roger could feel is fear. He reminded Roger of something good, like the taste of apple pie. Of his mom. Of being a kid again. Ghouls are people, but for those last few seconds, Roger was the most human he'd probably been in twenty-eight years.

And so what's going to happen when the Ghoul runs out of vials? Not Cooper, but the Ghoul. The character. The facade Cooper Howard has been wearing like a second skin. It's wrinkled, irradiated, and necrotic, but it's tight. It's safe. It's kept him alive. To survive, he willfully distanced himself from his humanity and became a monster. Cooper Howard didn't die. He's been buried alive in a coffin for centuries, feeding off of scraps. But he put himself in there.

So when the Ghoul runs out of vials, he'll do what they all do when they're trying to hold on. They'll hold on to their humanity by tooth and nail. "I am Cooper."

It'll be the first time anyone who didn't know him before the bombs ever hears his name. The first time Lucy connects who the Ghoul is to who Cooper Howard was, back when he was human.

It clicks in her head, subtler than a light switch. She should be happy. She should be ecstatic! She's meeting her favourite hero from her childhood! But all she can feel is sadness. She saw what her mother became, and she quickly proved to the Ghoul that she can put him down when the time comes. If she can do that for her mother, she can do that for him.

But how will she give Cooper those last seconds of humanity? Does she think he deserves it? Fuck deserving it, she'll decide to do it just because it's the kindest thing to do. But she didn't know him before. Didn't know his favourite tastes and smells. But she can probably guess.

Maybe it's the scent of his wife's perfume. Maybe it's the taste of hot coco. Or maybe it's Janey. Just Janey. In any form, any memory. So Lucy does that for him. And after two centuries, Cooper Howard finally remembers how it felt to be human. If only for a few moments.

[record scratch]

I don't want to end it on that. It's too much, even for me. Cooper Howard remembers his humanity and holds on long enough. He's saved. (Hey, Maximus carries RadAway, maybe he can carry other drugs.)

Now Cooper has to sit and deal with the tidal wave that is his humanity fully resurfacing so strongly after several lifetimes. The Ghoul has done a lot of things Cooper would disapprove of. More bad things than any good things he ever did when he was human. But they were all choices he made. Cooper's always been there. Just below the surface. He buried himself in that coffin. And what's more monstrous - to kill and be cruel to survive, or to hide from the responsibility and act like it was someone else all those times? Who is the monster, the Ghoul or Cooper Howard?

Inner turmoil. GIVE ME INNER TURMOIL.

meanwhile, Lucy can lose sleep over the idea that you should never meet your heroes. That maybe she likes the monster, better - but she doesn't know which is which either. They find themselves. They find each other. They find themselves inside of each other. Cannibalism, vore, allegory, etc, etc. they find his dick inside her. Happy ending. fuck you. fuck me!

[fuck-customers]

👕 anon again with an update. (Sorry if I repeat anything, I don't remember all what info is and isn't new relative to the other ask)

So the go-back cart that got blamed on me. Something rubbed me the wrong way about it, what with one coworker showing me "timestamped pictures" (minus the timestamps) and the vehement insistence that I was wrong and all that. I took another look at that cart, and realized I did recognize the clothes.

The way the late crew does their go-back turn is to round up the fitting room, putting it all away alone aside from items they can't find (which I did). Then they go to the customer service desk to get clothing go-backs from the registers. That person then sorts it, and then they and everyone else grabs the items from their respective sections to put away. The clothes were all from my desk go-backs.

Which means my coworkers took the clothes out of the cart, threw them into the fitting room to take incriminating photos, then threw them all back into a DIFFERENT cart so they could make me do it all.

Naturally this angered me once I realized. That was a few days ago. Today, I was griping to a different coworker about it (a friend from morning crew), and my bosses overheard and then reamed me out for not putting it away, because "I should have done it if it was my go-backs." (To clarify, morning crew likes to do their go-backs fully solo even though it's less efficient, thus the bosses who work mornings figured I was doing things wrong by their definition.) This is also ignoring the fact that I literally couldn't put it away until it was too late to because the clothes disappeared for like three hours.

Still, all of us realized that the closing crew has been singling me out for a long time. The framing thing is new, but it isn't uncommon for them all to buddy up, then dump my share in a random part of my section in a pile to deal with if I don't notice them in time. This also isn't the first time they've tried to rope me into extra fitting room work.

Regardless of the bosses' opinions of how go-backs should be handled and who should do it, they agree that it isn't fair that I'm the only one the closers expect to do the extra work whenever they don't feel like doing it. So now they want to organize a meeting with the closers to lecture us on proper go-back protocol, but it seems like they also want to address the incident, and I'm really scared that that'll just make things worse. Sooooooo wish me luck I guess

Posted by admin Rodney

[nachosncheezies]

💋🎉🥰🤲

For this ask game.

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

A fact about me, which may seem counterintuitive given my posting, is that... I'm actually not that much into shipping. I appreciate it, when done well, but it's not really the romance per se that draws me to things or drives my interactions with a piece of media. I don't really love OR hate first kiss fics; I suppose I would put them in the same category I put whump: if it's well done, and has some kind of plot or deeper introspection or something around it, something that helps the characters develop in some way, that's great! But just for its own sake? Meh.

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

It's cliche, but feedback, especially comments. One of the best I ever got was on the first fic I posted, where I'd put a stereotypical "I'm not a writer, please be nice" sort of nonsense at the top. I got a comment from a complete stranger that started with, "okay, 'not a writer,'" and rode those four words straight into the next two stories I wrote. If I've made someone feel something enough that they've taken the time to say so, that's pure gold, and a definite win.

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

I LOVE questions about them!! I love chatting about my shows in general, but tbh writing meta sometimes hurts my brain. My fics are almost all canon-compliant and usually express a headcanon or an interpretation of canon events. Sometimes I'm demonstrating why some part of canon that folks seem to hate or think makes no sense actually makes perfect sense to me. It's always so fun to chat about blorbos, I guess I'm just better at showing my thoughts on some things through fic than I am at explaining. :D

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Bless you 💕 every time you do this you force me to look at another bit I've not worked on for a while and it sets my brain on fire with ideas for how to improve or expand on them. :D How about one not from season 8? Set in the reduxes, a scene I drafted ages ago for Scully and Bill Junior. I was delighted to later discover it has a lot in common with the deleted scene from I think it was memento mori? (also delighted that the deleted scene can't be considered canon, because what did air has him not aware of her cancer until much later, so my version could still stand :D I'll post it someday, probably)

"You're being rude," she stated. "I'm just looking out for you." "I know that you believe that, but you're also being rude." "Dana, I know-" he started, but she cut him off with a look. "I asked to speak to you, I would like you to listen," she said, and tipped her head toward the chair beside her bed. "Sit." His jaw flexed, but he acquiesced. "Look, I'm not going to ask you to like him-" "Good, because I don't," he interrupted petulantly. She gave him a quelling look. "I am not going to ask you to like him," she repeated, pausing between each word for emphasis, "and I'm not going to ask that you understand him. But I need you to respect me. We aren't kids anymore Bill, I'm a grown woman; I can make my own decisions. Please don't belittle that by assuming that I'm somehow being..." she searched for the right word, "manipulated."

thank you thank you thank you, a million times thank you for asking 💕💕💕

[dawnagustd]

for hours couple can I get reader wanting to get her nails redone and asking jk what shape and style she should get and if he can pay for them and cus he's whipped he will 🤭

pairing: hours!jungkook x f!reader

genre: fwbs | neighbors to lovers

word count: 0.6k

rating: 18+

warnings: suggestive | strong language | jungkook grabs his dick once | just two idiots who like each other | a bit of insecurity but for a second only | mentions back scratching(the kinky kind)

author's note: This is a month after reader starts visiting Jungkook's apartment but they've know each other longer than this, of course. They're neighbors. I changed the prompt up a little bit because I felt like it'd be more meaningful if he just offered to pay instead of her asking. I think it suits their dynamics better. This can be read as a stand alone but this is the main story. Thank you @hobeemin for looking over this for me. I love you!!

“The usual, right?”

You look at your nails carefully, examining them before you answer. This shape makes your fingers look weird when you don’t choose the right polish. You miss the old days but you had to make some compromises. 

“Nah, let’s try short this time. Same shape,” you reply.

“What?!”

Both your nail tech and Jungkook, who’s paused his video game, look at you in disbelief. Like you're speaking gibberish.

“Why are you getting them short?” Jungkook asks.

Your phone sits on the device station propped against the mount so you can see the FaceTime call and check your notifications without messing up your nails.

You shrug your shoulders. “Just want something different, I guess.”

“You can just try another shape,” your nail tech suggests.

“Yeah, I agree,” Jungkook adds.

You roll your eyes because you don’t think it’s a big deal. You can’t get what you want so the length doesn’t really matter to you.

“Then what should I get then?” 

The question was directed toward your nail tech, but Jungkook speaks up instead.

“How you used to wear them... Like when you first started coming over to my place.” 

He picks up his controller and resumes his game while he talks to you, describing the shape he’s speaking of best he can. “The vampire shape. I like those; they’re sexy.”

“Dude, you mean coffin?”

Jungkook snaps his fingers. “Ah, yes. That’s it.”

You’d kill to have coffin nails again, but they’re too high maintenance for the kind of sex you and Jungkook have. Besides, you remember how badly you scratched up his back the first time he fucked you. You felt bad, so you changed the shape to oval so you wouldn’t hurt him as much.

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “I like those a lot but I don’t wanna rip your skin open anymore.”

You mumble the last part so that only he can hear, and he responds with a laugh.

“I’m good, baby. I like pain.” Jungkook glances at his phone and winks.

Your nail tech can probably see steam rising from your cheeks because they’re on fire. Jungkook is smirking proudly, knowing he’s got a reaction out of you.

“Yeah, we really like those,” he adds, grabbing his dick. The lady walking past you chokes on air after looking the wrong way at the wrong time. You offer a small apology as you're ogling at the bulge forming in his sweatpants. “Matter of fact, how much are they?... Everything.”

“Like my entire appointment?... Gosh, I’m embarrassed,” you laugh.

“Yeah, all of it.”

You go over everything you’ve gotten done at the spa while Jungkook has paused the FaceTime call. You know he’s still listening because he gives an “mhm” every time you pause. Once you’ve come up with an estimate you look at your nail tech, who has your invoice and you’re given a nod, letting you know you’re in the right range.

You’ve been coming here since high school so you already know how much everything costs, but you still ask out of respect. You repeat the total so Jungkook can hear, thinking he’s about to tease you for spending so much, but to your surprise, he doesn’t.

“Cool,” he answers, switching back to the video call. “Hey, I’m gonna finish this game, but I’ll see you later, okay?”

Wow.

“Kay, bye.”

“Bye, love.”

When the call ends, your missed notifications come across your screen. A few from Instagram, Tumblr, and a missed call that says Spam Risk, but the last bubble grabs all of your attention. 

“He Cash App’d me. The fuck?” 

“Someone’s got a man,” your nail tech teases.

Your smile spreads before you can stop it. 

“Will you stop it? He’s not my man.”

Your argument is dismissed with a scoff. “Mhm.”

“I don’t, though.”

Not yet, at least.

[p5x-theories]

P5 Collab Chapter 4 Summary

(last updated 10/15/24!)

Usual disclaimer: Please keep in mind this game still has no official English translation, so this summary uses a mix of what happens visually, what I understand of the Japanese dialogue, and Google translate for the Chinese text, in order to get the broader picture here. This will be focused on summing up everything that happens overall, without getting into a line-by-line translation.

Contrary to this blog’s name, this post is going to have as little speculation as possible, and stick to confirmed facts.

This post will cover the fourth chapter of the P5 Collab, also called the “Pyramid Chapter”.

Part 4-1

The Phantom Thieves meet up at Shibuya station. Riko apologizes for calling everyone together, but admits she wants to learn as much as she can about using a Persona. Shun tells her it's no problem; everyone helped him out when he was new, too. Motoha agrees, she was a beginner once, herself! Plus, helping Riko get stronger helps them all get stronger as a team. Ruferu agrees- they're lucky to have a talented tactical advisor, but it won't mean much if they can't all cooperate efficiently. So it's not just Riko that needs practice; they all need to practice working together with her strategies.

Wonder nods, agreeing, and Riko thanks everyone. Motoha tells her to cheer up, and shouts "Let's head to the Metaverse!". Shun, exasperated, reminds her to lower her voice when talking about the Metaverse, then asks Wonder to activate the MetaNav. However, as before, it glitches, due to a "signal interference". This time, they find themselves in a desert town.

(There are also floating coins scattered around, but none of them acknowledge it (they're a collectible for this chapter), so I guess I won't acknowledge them after this, either!)

Wind, surprised, is the first to react, and asks where they are; does Mementos sometimes look like this? Cattle says it doesn't seem to be Mementos, but he does recall an "error" like this happening before... he turns to Wonder, and asks if his memories are returning as well. Cattle likely responds the same way regardless of the player's choice; he explains that twice before, they've had the MetaNav glitch, and take them somewhere unexpected. Most likely, they'll eventually find a shadow imitating a Palace ruler that they've never met before here as well.

Wind asks why this happens, and Cattle admits they're still not sure, but he's starting to wonder if it's being done intentionally.

You can watch the rest of this part, and the beginning of the next part, roughly fan-translated to English here.

Wind startles, and asks if they heard anything. Immediately after, they hear a girl's voice calling for help, and quickly agree to go check it out. Using Chiyome, Wind figures out where the girl ran to, and they follow her. Sure enough, a masked girl runs up to them, and begs them not to eat her, she's not even tasty! However, she processes who she's looking at after a moment, realizing they look human. Still panicking, she asks why they're here and who they are, as well as who she is. Closer and Wonder are confused, and the girl realizes they're not shadows, they can talk. Cattle, slightly exasperated, asks what she's doing here. The girl freaks out again, calling him the "Mysterious Lifeform X" and saying it's impossible. She runs off, and, incredulously, Cattle repeats "Mysterious Lifeform... X?!". Soy says it's an understandable reaction to seeing Cattle for the first time, and Closer agrees. Cattle, annoyed, demands they consider his *own* feelings about being called a "Mysterious Lifeform X". Wonder gestures like he's saying something to Wind as Cattle continues to yell at the others, and she nods and goes after the girl, who's crouched behind the wall in front of them. She asks if she's okay, and the girl mutters she's a "bishoujo with long black hair", which apparently seems "believable", as "it's common for bishoujo with long black hair to be companion characters" (she claims this is written in the Kojiki). Wind is confused, but they return to the group, the girl now hiding behind Wind. The girl now notices they're dressed like phantom thieves, and wonders if they're the same as "us". Wind takes this chance to ask if she's a phantom thief as well, and the girl confirms, but says she was separated from her team. However, it's not the time to talk about this- there was a nasty shadow chasing her with a sword! Sure enough, the shadow reappears, and the girl panics again, asking it if they can just talk things over. Wonder (and his team) steps in. As the fight starts and Wonder summons Janosik, the girl runs out from where she was hiding, realizing that, sure enough, they have Personas too! Suddenly becoming more confident, she declares she can't be lazy either, then, and her support skills are perfect. Wind, already sitting on Chiyome's swing, comments that she suddenly seems like an entirely different person. Cattle says they'll leave the support work to her, and the fight begins for real.

Once the shadow's gone, Soy comments that the girl was awesome, and made the fight way easier. Closer agrees, saying she was shocked, and then realizes the girl's gone again. They turn, and see she's hiding behind the wall again. Closer calls out, thanking her for her help. The girl mutters that they're all too "bright" for a person of the "dark" like her. Closer wonders what she means, while Soy insists they're not going to catch and eat her, so she should come over. The girl retorts that he speaks too rudely, like a stubborn ramen shop boss, to Soy's bafflement. She continues that she's too socially anxious to bother with someone who's too lazy to communicate. Everyone's silent for a moment, then Cattle laughs at Soy. The girl then adds she probably can't communicate with the "weird creature", either, so she refuses, to Cattle's shock. Wonder can thank her for earlier or ask her to come over, and the girl comments that something about him feels familiar, which she doesn't hate. She cautiously approaches, and Wind apologizes for overwhelming her with so many people trying to talk to her all of a sudden. She asks if the girl can tell them more about her being a phantom thief. The girl brightens, commenting the bishoujo with black hair is nice, she was right! Hiding behind Wind again (Wind seems slightly confused by this, but allows it), she finally introduces herself as Oracle, a Persona user like all of them. She somewhat quietly says it's nice to meet them, and Closer immediately wants to ask a question, alarming Oracle again. She mutters that she was suddenly exposed to the sun, but gathers herself, and says she'll allow questions. Closer, a bit sheepish now, asks if Oracle knows Panther, Joker, and their team. Oracle's not sure how Closer knows them, but confirms that's her team. Wonder can clarify that either this has happened before, or they're already friends with the others. After, everyone introduces themselves, and he explains the previous times this has happened. Oracle accepts this explanation, and Wind lets her know this is *her* first time experiencing something like this, too, so she's at a bit of a loss. Oracle admits she feels better not being the only one going through this for the first time. Soy brings up that, if everything's the same as before, they'll need to steal this place's Core to leave. Wind adds that they need to help Oracle reunite with her team. Oracle says that her friends might be in similar situations to her, so they need to find them- but Oracle can't protect herself, so she'll leave that to the rest of them. Cattle mutters that she speaks so frankly it keeps throwing their rhythm off. Oracle, looking a bit more determined, adds that she can help with navigational support, though! Closer thanks her, saying they don't have to worry, then, and asks whether they should look for the Core or the others. Cattle, Wind, and Oracle all agree they can sense a Core and more people in the pyramid nearby, but Oracle adds that it's probably not everyone. Soy comments that the three of them are impressive, being able to sense so much when he can't sense anything. They agree to head that way.

Part 4-2

We see Fox and Queen standing outside the pyramid, musing about how they're once again standing in front of a place that looks just like a Palace they've seen before, and regained their memories upon entry. Queen thinks this has happened too many times to be a coincidence. Oracle's voice calls out, and she runs over to them as they turn around, relieved to find them okay. She whimpers that she was thrown into the desert all by herself, and a strange creature stared at her. She thought she'd never see them again. Queen is glad to see she's okay, and Fox says they were worried. Queen thanks the others for saving Oracle, and Fox lists out their codenames as he recalls them- Wonder, Cattle, Closer, and RAMEN! Soy corrects him indignantly, and Oracle says that no matter how much he seems like the owner of a ramen shop, "Ramen" would be too weird of a codename. Fox agrees, then complains that he's hungry. Soy, reconsidering, realizes that while "Soy" is good, "Ramen" is even more his style. Wonder shuts this down, to Soy's dismay, and Oracle asks if Soy and Fox are both stupid. Queen addresses Wind, noting that they haven't met before. Wind introduces herself, saying she's still new to the Phantom Thieves. Oracle, however, gives her a bit of a glowing review; Fox and Queen shouldn't worry, as Wind's a navigator like Oracle is, plus she's the head of her school's disciplinary committee, *and* she was even kind to a person of the dark like Oracle. Queen is glad to hear she gained Oracle's trust. Wind says she actually learned a lot from Oracle. Queen introduces herself as the Phantom Thieves' strategist, and Wind realizes that makes them counterparts. Wonder can either say Wind is also an advisor, or apologize for the trouble last time they met. Cattle proudly confirms that they have their own tactical advisor now, and apologizes for being pushy last time. Queen says she was flattered, but she's glad they have their own advisor now. However, Cattle then realizes it wouldn't be bad to have *two* advisors... Closer forcibly tells the "scouting hooded monster" that that's enough, and Cattle backtracks, saying it was just a joke, though he takes some offense to what she called him. Soy gets things back on topic, and asks who else from their team is unaccounted for. Fox says they're still missing five others, and Queen lists Joker, Mona, Skull, Panther, and Noir, hoping maybe they're all together. Closer points out "Noir" is new, but she hopes they didn't get separated. Oracle asks Wonder if he'll help them find the others, since she, Queen, and Fox working alone doesn't give them much in combat. Wonder immediately agrees, impressing Oracle with his decisiveness. The group heads into the pyramid to look for their friends and the Core.

They don't get far before encountering a pit of sand sinking inward. Deciding the only way forward is down, Wonder jumps in. As in the original pyramid, they find an area underneath the sand, although unlike the original, Wonder ends up on the lowest walkway along the side, rather than in the middle of the quicksand. They then climb their way back up, and follow a hallway out, running into a shadow along the way.

Part 4-3

The group continues exploring the pyramid, learning about familiar mechanics like the ballistas and the light that shines to open doors. They pass through a door, behind which lies a powerful shadow, and then just past the shadow they find Panther and Skull standing around chatting.

Closer runs over, excited to see her again after so long. Panther, equally excited, says she was hoping she'd get to see Closer again. Oracle, a bit further back, complains about the extroverts meeting up; their "light" is unbearable for a person of the "dark" like her, and her body's melting... Fox pities her.

Skull, meanwhile, greets Wonder, and asks how everyone's doing. The group chats about how many things have happened since they last met, and Oracle, Noir, and Wind are all new. Wind introduces herself to Skull and Panther, and Skull reacts normally before being caught off-guard by how attractive she is. Panther tells him to snap out of it, then says it's nice to meet her.

Oracle, picking herself off the floor (from where she "melted"), complains that their group's getting really big, and it's hard to remember everyone's names. Realizing this is Oracle's first time meeting Wonder and his friends, Panther asks if Oracle's doing okay. Oracle complains that she's not okay, because she's the most socially awkward one and she got thrown out there alone with the other team! If it weren't for Wind, the bishoujo with long black hair, she would've lost it!

Wind admits she's not sure what the "bishoujo with long black hair" thing is supposed to mean, but she's glad she could help Oracle. Oracle hugs her, commenting she smells nice, and Fox discovers their hug makes for an excellent composition. Framing the scene with his fingers, he comments on the "love" overflowing from them. Queen tells him to cut it out, as they need to stay focused and find the rest of their team.

Oracle and Wind stop hugging, however, and share that there doesn't seem to be anyone else in this pyramid. Cattle says their senses are powerful (possibly implying more powerful than his own?), but he doesn't sense anyone else, either. Oracle brings up what they told her about how, last time, stealing the Core opened a path to another area. Her guess is that Joker and the others are in that next area. Wind adds that she can sense the location of the pyramid's Core more clearly now, and knows where it is.

Skull is slightly unnerved by how much they're able to sense, but Closer points out they're reliable, too. They can probably still sneak around, even with this big of a group! Everyone agrees to press onward towards the Core.

Part 4-4

They explore the pyramid more, continuing to redirect the light along the way.

Part 4-5

Following the light and progressing deeper, they discover a mural one one of the walls, featuring a snake.

Panther wonders what it means, and Skull says it's probably just because it makes sense for Egypt. People there can charm snakes with flutes. Oracle flatly corrects that this snake is specifically a cobra, and snake charmers are from India. Skull complains that if she points out he's wrong, he won't look smart anymore, and Panther comments he never did. Changing the subject, Skull mentions that it was something different in the original Palace; wasn't it Oracle's-

Queen stomps on his foot, cutting him off, and Panther tells him to be quiet. Wonder, Cattle, Closer, Soy, and Wind watch this in confusion, but Queen brushes it off as nothing.

The light shines through the mural, allowing them to progress.

Part 4-6

They encounter the room with the large, rolling ball trap, and the holographic ball puzzle next to it. Resolving it more simply than in the original puzzle, they then walk over the balls once all of them have rolled out, and jump down to ambush a shadow.

The encounter another mural, this time featuring a chicken. Closer wonders what it means if the first was a snake, and now this is a chicken. Soy asks about the original owner of the Palace this is based on, to the alarm of Fox, Skull, Queen, and Panther. He recalls that the two they mentioned last time were Madarame and Kaneshiro; maybe there's a connection between these murals and the original owner here?

Oracle sighs, and Panther awkwardly says she doesn't think there's a connection here. Fox adds that the original Palace had different murals, so this is probably unrelated, and Queen agrees. Wonder, Cattle, Closer, Soy, and Wind react in confusion again, and Oracle mutters that they don't need to worry about her.

Wonder asks, and Oracle admits that she was the original Palace ruler here. Closer asks if that means Oracle's Shadow was there, too, and Oracle explains that she always felt her mom's death was all her fault, and it distorted her heart. She hid in her shell, and believed what the rotten adults told her, until a group of nosy people helped open her heart and save her. Brightening a bit, she insists it's all in the past, and she's alright now! She has Sojiro, and the Phantom Thieves, her friends.

Closer and Soy still seem a bit down hearing this, and Soy apologizes for asking about it. Oracle brushes it off, saying he didn't do anything wrong. At least, nothing worse than Skull. Skull starts to take offense, but admits he did almost mess up earlier before Queen cut him off. Oracle reassures him that his "straightforward character" can also be an advantage sometimes.

Wind says Oracle's strong- no, stronger because of her friends. Oracle agrees; she's a timid and gloomy person, but having everyone around her makes her stronger. Wind thinks that's wonderful, and admits that she was also deluding herself until recently, when she finally decided she'd never abandon herself again, with help from her team and Ms. Katayama.

Oracle comments that they have a lot in common. Wind laughs, saying that really is true, then notes that they should all probably get moving. They can keep thinking about the chicken mural as they continue on. As if on cue, the light shines through the mural, allowing them to progress.

Part 4-7

They continue through the pyramid, learning more about its puzzles, and using another ballista to break into a new area.

Part 4-8

More pyramid exploration, and the light and pathways lead them to another mural.

Seeing that it's a pig, Closer comments that if the first one weren't a snake, maybe the connection could've been that they're all animals you can eat! Skull says he was thinking the same thing, but Fox points out that snakes are edible, too, and adds that unfortunately he's never caught one because he's never found a wild snake. Skull tells him not to talk like he'd eat it if he caught one, and in general, people don't eat snakes. Soy mentions that you could probably use one to make a soup base, though he's never heard of it being done.

Cattle brings up that most animals, snakes included, are edible, so it's not really a good guess for the pattern. The majority of the group (everyone but Wind, Oracle, and Queen) seems alarmed by this, and Closer mutters that it sounds like Cattle wants to eat snakes, and she knows he loves meat, but she didn't expect him to be that much of a glutton. Cattle, annoyed, fires back that he's not talking about his appetite, he's trying to discuss the matter at hand! Oracle notes that the Mysterious Lifeform X does appear to be a raptor.

She then points out that snakes, chickens, and pigs are the creatures that symbolize the three kleshas. Panther and Queen admit they don't know what that is, and ask her to explain, so she does: the three kleshas, or poisons, are negative emotions that people are taught to overcome in Buddhism. The three kleshas are ignorance, greed, and hatred, symbolized by the pig, rooster, and snake respectively. Cattle muses that if they're negative emotions to overcome, that's another way of saying they're typical negative desires. Something occurs to him: "in our world, even this concept has already..."

Wonder tries to ask what he means, but Cattle apologizes, saying if he started to suggest something outrageous, they should just forget about it. Wind decides they'll have to just keep moving forward; she's been thinking all this over as well, but she hasn't drawn any conclusions yet. Oracle points out that finding the Core might give them some more information, too. Queen agrees, and says that whatever all this means, the Core is their priority right now.

Once more, the light shines through the mural, allowing them to progress.

Part 4-9

The group finds themselves in the deepest part of the pyramid, the summit, and Cattle notes that the Core should be just ahead. They navigate the distorted area, and reach the door at the end.

Part 4-10

You can watch the entirety of this part roughly fan-translated to English here.

Closer, seeing the Core, does an impression of Mona when *he* sees a Core, and Panther laughs, immediately understanding the joke. Closer then approaches to grab the Core, but the pyramid shakes, and the roof begins to open up, Oracle warning them it's going to collapse. In moments, the roof and walls have completely collapsed around them. Skull wonder if this is seriously going to be- Wind spots something in the sky and directs everyone's attention: it's a massive sphinx with a boar's head. Skull mutters that that's what he thought, and Queen asks if Oracle's okay. She replies there's no problem, and points out the face is different from last time. However, using this *again* is unforgivable; everyone, attack it! The sphinx- labeled as "Moha" in its text box- complains that it's tired, and asks why they came here, telling them not to bother it. Still, the fight proceeds. After getting through its first health bar, Oracle says to leave it to her, and hacks in a ballista. Closer is surprised, but Fox just comments that he didn't expect to use one of these again. Oracle says it's a bit confusing, but seems to claim this world is still connected to her (or her Palace?) in some way, so she created the ballista by "breaking through the distorted cognition". The team can then charge up and use the ballista to shoot Moha down temporarily. Once Moha is defeated, Cattle grabs the Core, but celebrations are cut short, as the pyramid begins to shake. Cattle notes that this is strange, as the place shouldn't collapse until *both* Cores are stolen. Closer says this still feels bad, and Oracle senses something strange in the sky. Fox sees it, too, and Wonder looks up and sees "That's...!" Wonder is then abducted, pulled into the air and off-screen by an unknown force resembling a UFO's tractor beam, to everyone's alarm. Closer calls out to him, and is abducted next. Wind wonders aloud if this is some kind of black hole, as the rest of them are all abducted at once. They land in a much more sci-fi location. Panther and Skull complain that that hurt, and Soy says it seems like everyone's fine, but asks what happened. Queen tells everyone to look around, and after a moment of doing so, Oracle says the mechanical design here is unmistakable. Offscreen, a familiar voice calls out that he's been waiting for them, expecting they'd arrive here. Another, less familiar voice comments that it's amazing that Mona was completely correct. Looking over, the group sees Mona jump down from atop the nearby shelves, accompanied by someone else dressed like a musketeer, who poses when she lands. Skull, calling out to Mona and Noir, is glad to see they're okay. Mona laughs and replies that of course they are, while Noir explains that the two of them waited here for everyone because they wouldn't be able to get further into this place without her. Wind asks what's going on, and Mona starts to answer, then suddenly realizes he has no idea who she is. Oracle tells him to listen up: she's a bishoujo with long black hair, and the head of her school's disciplinary committee. Mona complains that she still didn't give a *name*. Queen, pacifying, says that everyone's a bit confused right now, and they should introduce themselves and take a break. They just had a big fight, and they're all tired, right, Wonder? Wonder agrees, and Noir does as well, finally properly introducing herself as the camera pans away.

[liauditore]

For the ship bingo, perhaps ethubs or boatboys?

sorry it took so long to get to this i got so excited someone asked me to talk abt ethubs i went into a coma 😭😭

Ethubs

um uhh umerm ethubs yeah etho and bdubs and last life and mindcrack UHCs and eyah yknow um yeah

you know that one post that's like "inside my head is a five page essay with footnotes and when i speak it's just ouhghh blorbo he is so shaped". that's me with ethubs. not even kidding ethubs is the ship that made me finally "get" shipping in general, mcyt or not. i. words. i care them.

and uh there's. not rlly anything i can say i think that my ethubs moots haven't already said? They've been friends forever, they play off eachother super well, "he loves me", they're both so obsessed and in need of eachother but at the same time would rather eat raw, unpicked cactus than admit that, etc etc they're so unwell

im just gonna skip on over to the song lyrics bit cus i. they make my brain short circuit i cant even sentences.

The scarlet summer is gone and peaceful gray is draping the city Alone, I reach out for you to hold me tight, shivering Always the days spent with you warmed my heart and kept me from freezing Although I knew they were gone forever But in my pain, to me you came like the warmest breeze "On nights so cold I know you need some company."

Though only in lonely and freezing times, we held each other close to keep from feeling hopeless nothings And now again I can see summer fast approaching like a storm that there's no stopping Repeating in a cycle Like our mistakes

My love for you is endless, just like the deepest sea And like the ocean blue your complications speak to me I've come to understand you, your parts and inner workings My sun only in winter Only when I need you or else you won't need me

Leave you in Summer, Yet You're In My Fluffthoughts (Ashe translyrics) (sidenote this might be one of my favourite music videos of all time)

Falling so deeply while clinging to love But even so, I feel my heart and it’s floating up above Your true face, such a passionate one, shows your beauty, coming in a flood True, all of our short-lived youth will someday come to end Ah, even so, in my view, it starts right now, yet again

And every day, I found I prayed for you to be always full of happiness that remains Ah, just like this, please wait right by my side, please stay

Tablet (Will Stetson / sayriris translyrics) (after watching LL the first thing i did was make a MV to this song with LL Bdubs and it was still the most insane thing ive ever done fuelled by pure gargoyle inspiration juice)

I wouldn't say they're ~~Divorced~~ quite yet cus Idk if they were ever really married as much as just plain endlessly obsessed with eachother, which they still are. But they definitely broke up lmao

but yeah uh their chemistry is great. bdubs said it best. they've been thru the trenches together.

Boat Boys

Thankfully much less thoughts about these two or else this post would get way too long lmao. I like them but I'm not too insane about them I guess? Etho's very awkward near people he isn't used to which was fun to watch but made their interactions kind of limited for a lot of DL I feel.

Joel's obsession with Etho is hilarious and seeing Bdubs get jealous of his #1 ethogirl status getting challenged is great fun. He's definitely gone through a bit of an arc from "I KILLED ETHO! I KILLED ETHO!!" in Last Life to "Eefo D:< You're making me nervous, eefo D:<" in Double Life to whatever the cow divorce situation was in Limlife. It seems like Etho's otherworldly status has been nerfed in his head and he's much less intimidated by him, while still admiring him in that 'childhood hero' sorta way.

I think because of that I've always seen them a little bit as more of a mentor/prodigy relationship than anything else? Specifically one that Etho is not even aware he's in. Eitherway, I don't really ship them in the romantic sense 🤷‍♂️ etho's just way too aloof and joel's got too much fangirl energy for it to be anything intimate lol

[yellowloid]

i think one of the main problems of tumblr (and fandom culture, and the internet in general) is that people tend to forget as human beings we are made of multitudes. nothing is ever just black or white - there are infinite shades of grey in between and that is the very thing that makes us, well, human.

sometimes people have contrasting opinions within themselves and - guess what - even contrasting feelings. sometimes people feel strongly about stuff and that is okay. you can love something/someone so much and at the same time find yourself disappointed by something related to it/them. that happens. it's okay.

i'm not gonna talk about what's going on on twitter because tbh i haven't checked so i have no idea wtf they're on about there, but i want to focus on our little tumblr community - which is so special because of the fact that it is (mostly) conflict-free, and if there's something we share it's a kind of visceral love for the boys that i'm sure everyone here can understand.

this is not an indirect @ anyone in particular, but i've seen some posts going around talking about all the negativity on the dash after last night, and i wanted to share my two cents on that.

we all love them. we all fucking love them so much and we know every time they set foot on stage we're guaranteed to be blown away by how fucking good and special and talented they are. they know how to deliver a spectacular performance (even in emergency situations like yesterday, with alex's laryngitis which is definitely far from gone) and they know how to keep the audience's attention fixed on them. they're a special kind of hypnotising, and every show is unique in and of itself *because* of their incredible presence, regardless of what setlist they might give us.

we all know that, and yesterday's show was no exception. it was amazing, powerful and breathtaking like every show they deliver. mindblowing, as always. as simple as that.

and that's exactly what can turn disappointing real quick. they know how fucking good they are. they know how much potential they have, and that all this tour they've been using up to 10% of said potential. they're incredibly talented and smart, and still decide to stick to their comfort zone every. single. night. with few exceptions, obviously, and mostly never from the album they're supposed to be touring. that's what upsets people here - the fact that they're letting their own HUGE potential go to waste.

glastonbury is a milestone. they had nothing to prove, of course, having headlined it already and more than once in the past. everyone knows what they're capable of. but glastonbury is special, too, and instead if felt like just another random show they could then go and tick off their list. done, next. rinse and repeat.

and of course we also all know it was an emergency. alex has been straining his voice for a long time now - the three consecutive london gigs were the breaking point, and i'm so glad they took a bit of time to let him rest, despite the fact that they probably hated having to cancel the dublin show. but they couldn't ditch glasto, and so they showed up and they did a fucking amazing job. alex sounded so good and i think i can speak for all of us when i say i was so incredibly relieved to see he was okay. i was shaking and biting my nails worried sick about him for DAYS up to the moment they appeared on stage and seeing him get up there and kill it with a fucking crazy performance, putting in all that effort and dedication despite the fact that he's no doubt still recovering (no way his laryngitis is 100% gone, and i hope he gets some more rest because he needs it) made me so proud of him, so fucking happy and proud and i couldn't really love him more. i love him so much, i love them all so much and i know everyone here also does. no one here is blaming it on him for whatever happened yesterday. we're all just fucking glad and grateful he could show up in the first place. he's the most special most talented most beautiful little guy ever and we all love and cherish him so much it hurts. and he did so fucking well, as always. i hope he knows that, and i hope he knows he's allowed to be sick and he's not to blame for anything. i would personally fight anyone who dared say anything bad about him because no one fuck's with tumblr's most beautiful most precious babygirlboy. no one!!!!!

having said that, big changes in the setlist - especially a live debut of hello you or other new songs - were highly unlikely and we all knew that. they probably wouldn't have had the chance to rehearse due to alex's sickness. and that's okay! sure everyone would love to see those songs finally make their grand debut. but that can wait, because alex's health is more important.

and let's face it. i don't think it's that big of a reach to say that even if alex hadn't been sick, the setlist wouldn't have changed that much anyway. there's songs that simply cannot be scrapped, songs to which they're particularly attached and songs to which average fans are also particularly attached. then there's songs that have been on rotation, and songs that have finally already made a comeback during the sheffield shows. taking away all that, the songs that have an actual real possibility of coming back aren't that many - as much as it hurts me to say it, they won't be playing secret door or piledriver waltz or batphone or whatever more niche song anytime soon. and we know that, no one *really* expects them to. because they have to gather to the general crowd, and as repetitive as their current setlist might be, it works. could house more new songs - they skipped big ideas? and songs such as mr schwartz and iaqwitia haven't made a comeback in such a long while... but still. it's bomb. it works, and it works fucking well.

however, there were other changes that could have been made to make glasto special - changes that wouldn't have been a risk to alex's health; small things that could have made a difference, even a tiny one. @mrschwartz said it perfectly in her tags (i hope it's okay to show these sbfksjf i just think you put it into words really well):

it WAS a win. the sole fact of headlining glasto, in and of itself, is a win. a big fucking one at that. and little changes could have been made to make it memorable - to make it stand out when compared to every other gig they played this tour. there definitely were highlights - not only with alex's antics but also lyrically, with the jet skis/iwby/star treatment moment, which was OUTSTANDING - but for the rest nothing really spoke GLASTONBURY. nothing else *really* stood out, and that's a shame.

(not even gonna touch on the miles thing because yeah we all know they probably wanted to do it but couldn't for some reason; it's pretty clear rn that him showing up in london was to make up for him not being able to be there yesterday; we all had our suspicions and they were right. still bummed tho because them playing glasto together is a tradition!)

but considered all that, it is what it is. no one is gonna go around unstanning them because of last night. if anything, when they pull this shit they just make us want to follow them even more, to see what they'll be up to in the next shows. what aces they have up their sleeves - because we know just as well as they know that they have many. they're just too comfortable in their routine to pull them all out, and hopefully sometime in the near future we'll get to see more of what they can really do.

again, it was an amazing show. my heart was beating so fast and i kept grinning like an idiot at the screen, just because they were there. just because they showed up in the first place, with their talent and beauty and power and insane energy. just because i love them so much i can't even begin to explain it.

and i was a bit disappointed, too. because we know how much potential they have. because if they can put up an amazing show like that using only a crumble of that potential, we can only imagine how insanely spectacular of a performance they could deliver if they used even a little bit more of it.

but they refuse to, and that's what can be upsetting. but it doesn't take away the love we have for them. the two things can coexist, and they don't take away from each other. if anything, i woke up this morning with even more love for them than i did yesterday, exactly because they frustrate me with how legendary they are, and how bad i want them to show that to the whole world.

i love them, i'm disappointed, and that's not gonna stop me from loving them even more.

[betweenthings2]

Would love to see what you do with these prompts;

“what? what now?"

"why do you act like you're the only one with feelings? how do you think i feel?"

"shit, no, that's not what i meant."

(Honestly write all the prompts I live for the angst)

Thank you for the ask!! The prompt list is here if anyone else wants to see it =)

My apologies if these are a little bit subpar--it's taking me just a minute to get back into the swing of things now that I'm home.

Reactions to making someone cry-- "What? What Now?" "Why do you act like you're the only one with feelings? How do you think I feel?" and "Shit, no, that's not what I meant. "

"What? What Now?"

"Matthew, I need you to either sit still or leave."

"Leave?" Matty echoes. "You want me to leave?"

"I need some peace and quiet to get this done. We don't all get make our name off being a smartarse and I can't think with you over there messing with everything."

Matty goes quiet, but he gets up and leaves, closing the door behind him with a little more force that necessary. George feels a little bit guilty for making Matty leave, but they've had this conversation before--Matty's tendency to fidget with things and offer most of the thoughts that pop into his head is distracting when George is trying to get things done. He'd been a little bit more diplomatic about it the first time they had the conversation, saying something about his want to listen to Matty and give him the attention he deserves, but by the time he got to about the fifth time, it came out a little bit harsher than George meant.

It's not Matty's fault. It's not his fault that his brain works the way it does, or that he has a hard time sitting still without fidgeting, or that he has a lot of ideas that he likes to share. It is, however, George's fault for snapping at him. He feels a little bit bad, but not bad enough to follow Matty and apologize. He'll apologize later, once he's gotten something done. Plus, it's not like Matty has never needed some peace and quiet and solitude to get things done.

Not twenty minutes pass before Matty comes back. George hears the door open and hears Matty sniff, but he doesn't turn back to look at him or anything, just asks, exasperated, "What? What now?"

Matty chokes out, "Nothing, never mind," and leaves, pulling the door closed again behind him.

George regrets his words about as soon as the door falls shut, but it's quiet and he can finish what he's working on. When he finally does get done, he goes in search of Matty. When he does find Matty, he's curled up on their bed with Allen, shoulders hunched and his back to the doorway.

"Matty?" George asks, pausing in the doorway.

"Go away."

"Matty," George repeats, taking a few steps into the bedroom.

"I said go away," Matty repeats, his voice wet.

"I wanted to apologize," George tries.

Matty doesn't say anything, just sniffs and tries to make himself a little bit smaller.

It's a fifty/fifty shot at whether George should leave Matty alone or push a little bit harder. George has never really figured out how to tell which is a better option, despite his years of knowing and loving Matty. He decides to push a little bit harder and goes to sit next to Matty on the bed, scratching Allen as he does. Matty glances up with tears in his eyes, and he looks so timid and withdrawn, like he did any time they'd have a minor disagreement at the very beginning of their relationship and George had to work to convince him that he was wanted.

"I'm sorry," George says. "I shouldn't have snapped at you. That was unfair of me."

"Yeah, it was," Matty agrees, still quiet. "Do you really think I'm just a smartarse?"

"No, absolutely not. You're brilliant," George answers. "And I'm sorry."

"Really?" Matty asks.

George nods. "Yeah. You're amazing. I am constantly impressed by you. Sometimes I just need some quiet, ya'know? I shouldn't have snapped at you about it, though."

Matty shrugs. "I guess. Sorry."

"Don't apologize," George says. "'s not your fault."

Matty doesn't answer.

"Matty, love, you have to know I love having you around, that I love you," George pauses, then, "Just, sometimes it's hard to focus sometimes when you keep going off on tangets."

"I guess I get that," Matty admits. "But it makes me feel bad when you make me leave."

"I'm sorry," George offers. "I like listening to you, I love your ideas, but, ya'know, there's a time and a place."

Matty glances up, still with tears in his eyes, and says, "I know. I'm trying, really. I'm sorry."

"I know," George says. "So am I. Can we agree to let it go?"

Matty nods. "I guess. It just hurt my feelings."

"I'm sorry," George repeats. "It wasn't on purpose."  

"'s ok," Matty mumbles. "I, well, 's ok."

George leans down and presses a kiss to Matty's temple, then asks, "D'ya want tea? Shall I put the kettle on?"

Matty nods, but he asks, "Can I come down with you?"

"'course you can," George answers. "Please do."

"Thanks, G," Matty says, sitting up. He rests his head on George's shoulder for a moment, adding, "'s really ok. 'm ok."

----

"Why do you act like you're the only one with feelings? How do you think I feel?"

Matty sniffs, a little bit pathetic, and wipes at his face with the cuff of his sleeve. He never feels smaller, never feels more fucked up, more like a scared little kid that he does when George is legitimately upset with him. Matty knows he deserves it. He's selfish. He's an asshole. He's thoughtless. Love doesn't change that. If anything, it makes it worse, because Matty loves George in the most selfish way possible.

Matty didn't mean to. He didn't mean to. He didn't mean for things to go this far. He didn't mean for things to get out of hand. He didn't mean for any of this to happen. He tries to say that, but the words don't come. They've been fighting. They've been fighting a lot lately. Matty knows that it's his fault, really, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt.

"I'm not fucking falling for this, Matty," George says. "Every time I try to have a serious conversation with you, you get hysterical."

Matty sniffs again. He's cold, even though it's a warm day. He feels very small. He wishes someone would come save him from George's upset. It could be a crew member. It could be a festival employee. Adam or Ross would work. Anyone. Anyone. Matty's pretty sure no one is coming.

"Do you really have nothing to say for yourself? Really?" George continues.

"George," Matty tries. "I didn't mean to."

George scoffs. "You didn't mean to? You didn't mean to?! 's not like someone forced you. You made every single decision that got us here. At least take some fucking responsibility."

"I-" Matty cuts himself off with a choked sob.

"Jesus," George mutters. "Why do you act like you're the only one with feelings? How do you think I feel?"

"I don't," Matty sniffs again, "I don't know. I didn't mean this."

"No, you didn't think. You didn't think to wonder how everyone else would feel. What am I supposed to do when you kill yourself? How do you think I'll feel then?"

"I won't," Matty tries. "I'm, I, it's, it's not as bad as you think."

"Look at yourself!"

Matty's been working to not look at himself, if he's being honest. "You're being dramatic," he says.

George actually laughs at that, harsh and unfamiliar. "Fuck, that's funny. Me, dramatic, when you're the one on fucking heroin."

"I meant-"

"It doesn't matter what you meant, Matthew," George responds. "It doesn't matter, because all I see when I look at you is a fucking liar."

"I didn't mean to," Matty chokes out. It's all he can say. It's the only truth he can come up with.

"Didn't mean what? For me to find out?"

Matty doesn't say anything. He doesn't have anything to say because George is right. It's not that he didn't mean to use or lie or anything else, he just didn't mean for anyone to find out.

"That's what I thought," George says.

"George," Matty tries again.

George just shakes his head and leaves and suddenly Matty is alone, backstage, George's words, George's anger, George's fear ringing in his ears. Suddenly he feels dizzy. He feels fuzzy, like he's not sure he really exists. He sinks down to the floor, back against a box of gear, and draws his knees up to his chest. He is completely and utterly alone.

----

"Shit, no, that's not what I meant."

"Can you just be quiet? For like, ten minutes?" George asks, frustrated. Matty has been talking and talking and talking all afternoon with little interruption. Usually, George like listening to Matty talk, even encourages him to share what he's thinking, but they've both been up for more than twenty-four hours at this point, a product of canceled and delayed flights due to the December weather. All George wants is to go to sleep, but it seems like there are about a thousand things to do before than can happen and it's still early, so going to bed now won't help the impending jet lag much. All George wants is a little bit of quiet so he can hear himself think.

Matty goes silent after George's words, but he looks like he's been slapped. He doesn't say anything, just blinks back tears, gets up, and leaves.

George realizes he's made a mistake about thirty seconds later. Matty's just as tired as he is, even if Matty has reached the point of exhaustion where he gets a little bit manic and rambles, and it's certainly not fair for George to take it out on the person he loves. It takes another thirty seconds or so for George to get up and follow. He finds Matty in a cozy spot in their home library, a space Matty has put huge amounts of energy into and the spot he usually retreats to when he's upset.

"Hey," George offers, sitting down next to Matty, careful to give him a little bit of space. "I'm sorry."

Matty glances up, eyes teary, then returns his gaze to his knees, in a wet voice, says, "I'm sorry I'm annoying. I'll be quiet. I promise. I'll be better."

"Shit, no, that's not what I meant.

"You told me to shut up," Matty mumbles. "And you were serious about it."

George sighs and rubs a hand across his face, then stays, "I'm sorry, Matty. I didn't mean it like that."

Matty sniffs and wipes away some tears, but he doesn't say anything.

George feels well and truly awful. He's worked fairly hard to get Matty to believe that he likes listening to him and he's pretty sure he's fucked that up. Plus, Matty is crying and George hates seeing Matty cry. It's made worse by the fact that it's his fault. "Please," he tries again.

Matty sniffles and chokes out, "You think I'm annoying. Everyone thinks I'm annoying."

"I don't think that," George says. He feels like he's pleading. "I promise. I adore you."

Matty doesn't answer.

The Matty Pattern of Exhaustion goes like this, George knows. He gets a little manic and excitable, then he gets emotional. He's in the emotional phase and while that doesn't make his upset any less real, it was predictable. George should have predicted it, should have been more careful. "I love hearing what you have to say," George tries. "I love listening to you and I'm sorry." "You're just saying that," Matty mumbles, glancing up at George.

And Matty looks so hurt, so upset, so like George has wounded him, so George abandons trying to convince him of anything and instead gives up on trying to stay up a little longer and tries, "I'm not. I'm not just saying anything. It's not some kind of cop out when I say I love you and I love everything about you." George pauses, then, continues, "Look, I know you're tried--I'm tired--lets go to bed. We can go back and forth about this in the morning."

Matty frowns and repeats, "You think I'm annoying."

"I don't think that, Matty, believe me. Please."

"I can't help it," Matty says. "I'm sorry. I just, I can't help it. I know it's annoying to listen to me sometimes, I know I'm annoying sometimes and I'm sorry, I just," a pause, "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize. You don't have anything to apologize for. I'm the one who needs to and I am sorry."

Matty sniffs and wipes at his face with the cuff of his sleeve again, then asks, "Really?"

George nods. "Yeah. And I'm sorry."

Matty nods and rests his head against George's shoulder in an gesture of forgiveness and says, "I know I'm a lot sometimes. I don't mean to be. Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I love you and I love how you are. You wouldn't be you if you weren't. I don't ever want you to be quiet, not really. I'm sorry." George pauses to wrap arm around Matty shoulders and asks, "Do you wanna go to bed?"

Matty nods and says, "Please," but makes no move to get up, just gets himself a little bit closer to George and lets out a breath. "Are you sure you don't think I'm annoying?"

"I promise," George murmurs. "You're my favorite everything."

[aprillikesthings]

oh god oh god

HEY GUESS WHAT I'm down to the last two episodes of She-Ra in my rewatch

On a related note, should you desire to read them all starting from s1ep1 for some godforsaken reason, here's the link. Please be amused at my claims that I would not do this for every episode and my repeated attempts to cut back on how much I copy/paste dialogue and/or explain the entire plot instead of just making jokes and commentary

If, somehow, you are New Here, I've been rewatching all of the 2018 She-Ra, ostensibly for fic-writing reasons as I had forgotten huge quantities of the plot. I have since become deeply obsessed, as one does.

I make a lot of adult jokes, random asides, references to other things, commentary, and a lot of cursing and crying. I love Catradora and I love Catra especially and have a tendency to add a screenshot every time they so much as look at each other. It seems silly to warn for spoilers at this point, but yeah, this is a RE-watch. It's just that I forgot a lot of it because I watched it the first time as it was coming out (pun intended). The shit I did remember is so fucking random tho lol

The last time I tried to do a two-parter in one post the number of times I had to reblog it because tumblr only allows 30 images per post got real stupid, so while I do still assume I will have to reblog multiple times per episode, I'm doing each episode separately.

HERE WE GOOOOO

s5 ep12 Heart (pt 1)

jfc i'm full of adrenaline lol

Also I have a beer, it's a citrus IPA because I live in Portland and it's required by law

(not really I just genuinely like them. that and IPA's that taste like gnawing on a douglas fir. also fruit sours.)

LOL I was so anxious I looked away from this post and consumed most of my beer this is gonna be hilarious

ALSO my goal is to finish these two episodes before the Easter Vigil service tomorrow night at 8pm

Theoretically I should be able to watch two episodes of TV in a day and a half, right? AHAHA

Bow should play Wonderwall

she always looks so soft with her hair down

but also having that thing just floating in front of your chest like that has gotta feel weird

ON A RELATED NOTE I know I made the joke in the last episode about how many people have the failsafe as a tattoo but the PROBLEM is that now I literally LIVE with a tattoo artist whose work I like--I already have two tattoos they've done, here and here, and the temptation is extremely high?? but I don't have any other obvious fandom-related tattoos (unless you count the title of a Björk song) so it feels weird to start with this one???? Like I don't have any LoTR or BBC Sherlock or SU or K/DA tattoos (to list off a bunch of fandoms I was devastatingly obsessed with at the time) so getting one for THIS fandom feels kinda weird. But like, also, if I got it kinda small on one wrist it would look kinda cool and be a nice loud DID U KNOW I'M GAY kinda thing. Gyahhh.

She's struggling to do She-Ra, and I'm sitting here YELLING because IT'S BECAUSE CATRA LEFT and UGH I want to murder Shadow Weaver

(eyyyy I won't have to, ha ha oh god)

Oh she manages to transform anyway. Without making any noise or glowing lights, just pop, She-Ra

awwww but also lol

related aside but like, every culture that figured out bows and arrows invented at least one kind of string instrument. Literally archers just fidgeting with their bows and going "oh this makes a nice sound, what if I put more strings on this thing." So many different places and cultures invented things like a guitar or like a harp or like a violin. But also I want to know who the FUCK figured out the hurdy-gurdy??? oh my god I just looked up the hurdy-gurdy and I'm cracking up because one of the earliest depictions of it is from the 1100's, in the Santiago de Compostela cathedral. A place I have been. Because I did the Camino last year.

oh right plot

I would like to take a moment and be grateful for the people who put together the transcripts on the fandom wiki for saving me typing up long bits of lore-heavy dialogue

She-Ra: "Prime is getting closer every day to figuring out how to access the Heart of Etheria. If he succeeds, he can use it to destroy worlds, galaxies, maybe even the entire universe. The Failsafe is our only chance at stopping him."

"His hold over them grows stronger every day they're chipped. If we don't free them now, we might lose them forever. Prime holds every advantage in this fight. He'll be ready for us. But we have a plan. Entrapta?" Entrapta: "I finally succeeded in cracking Prime's signal pattern. If I get access to his Spire network, I can use it to broadcast a jamming frequency that will disable all of the chips on Etheria, freeing everyone at once!" She-Ra: I need you all to get Entrapta to the Spire and keep Prime's forces distracted while she jams the signal."

"We're going to make sure that Prime can never hurt anyone ever again. We're ending this today. For good."

oh lord so Shadow Weaver is still there, sulking and looking away, and she looks over at her and starts almost losing She-Ra and being Adora again

have I mentioned how much I hate Shadow Weaver >:(

Adora goes outside...and looks around. I know who she's looking for. *sobs into a pillow*

NO. she's LOOKING for her GIRLFRIEND

I made that joke and then Glimmer literally says "Any sign of Catra?" I have to remember that at this point in the story literally everyone knows how in love they both are. Except them. Of course.

Adora: "She's not coming back." ;_;

Adora: I mean you don't have to come with me this could be dangerous Bow: the fuck are you talking about of course we're going

And she turns into She-Ra again, roll intro

Okay so they go to the Crystal Castle thing where Light Hope was

it doesn't look so good

but also that's creepy

anyway they tell the hologram (not Light Hope, the other one) that they're looking for the Heart of Etheria and that they're Friends of Mara. She-Ra gets scanned and then a door opens into a passageway. Bow and Glimmer take her hands and they walk into the hall but:

she's still looking for someone

I have to deal with another episode and change of her looking for Catra ghghggh this hurts meeeee

OH SO OF COURSE they literally switch to showing us Catra

bahaha okay so she sits up and looks behind her kind of sadly, and Melog just skids to a stop so hard they throw Catra off

And Melog looks at Catra like she's fucking nuts. Catra's like, wtf is wrong with you??? and Melog looks back like BITCH WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??? Catra what did you think was going to happen when you got a therapy animal that can literally read your moods. Melog knows you're being a dumbass and has NO reason to pretend to believe your surface "I don't give a shit" act!!

Melog does airplane ears at that. And then just pounces Catra.

Time for pressure! Just like a real therapy animal. Big weighted blanket!

oh shit I forgot about this bit

Catra just immediately starts crying.

Catra: "You saw what happened! Adora chose Shadow Weaver, okay? Not me!"

*sobs into hands* you useless fucking dumbass that is your abysmally low self-esteem talking literally every living semi-sentient thing in the galaxy knows Adora's in love with you EXCEPT YOU

I can get frustrated with AU fics where these two both pull this "but what if she doesn't like me back" thing for ages while everyone around them is face-palming in frustration, but like. You have to admit. It's accurate to canon.

(It's also accurate to lesbians in general, lbh. Either fucking on the first date or doing the "but what if she's not into me" thing for months-to-years. Sometimes both, including in some of the fics I've written, heyooooo.)

Melog purrs and licks her face. A clone approaches and they both go invisible and then follow it.

MEANWHILE

the rest of the rebellion is attacking Horde Prime's ship thing

Wrong Hordak helps Entrapta get into the spire. The whole point of this fight (which I didn't bother screenshotting lol) is to give Entrapta time to disconnect everyone's chips from Horde Prime.

Lol once inside Entrapta does another one of those "holy shit this stuff looks so cool...OMG FOCUS" things

Back at the Crystal Castle Glimmers like "omg are you scared" and She-Ra says "No, I just hope this works." Liar.

Bow: "It'll be okay. And when we get back, it'll be a whole new world."

this poor girl. she's so heartbroken.

(meanwhile the plot of my fic-in-progress is literally them breaking up. (not forever.) but it's hilarious of me to get SO UPSET over this scene when I'm going to force them to repeat it. like it's a mutual decision in my fic but it doesn't make it hurt any less.)

PFFT I unpaused it, and IMMEDIATELY:

I just said OH SHIT out loud lol

oh god I saw someone talking about this in a youtube video right around when I started my rewatch

It's a hologram, she's not actually there. And Catra goes through multiple other ages, including her kid self, being chipped on Horde Prime's ship, when they were Horde cadets, etc; before going back to looking like she does now.

Adora's sharp little gasp of shock here

Adora goes to touch Catra's hand and the hologram disappears

(good lord she's beautiful here)

And I think I agree with the youtube video: Adora knew she was upset about Catra running off, but this is the moment she specifically realizes she's in love, and it breaks her heart into tiny pieces.

(Hah, I actually say a very similar thing in part of my fic that they mention in the video--that previous to this, she refused to let herself want this or even think about it. "I didn't even realize this was something I could want.")

BUT ALSO so like is this a remnant of Light Hope's programming that tortured them with childhood flashbacks in season one (in order to drive them apart) or what

LOL NO

I know I made this joke before but I'm suing Nate for emotional damages

She-Ra: "We need to be careful. It looks like this place can still project memories."

oof

A still-invisible Catra follows the clone to where Horde Prime's ship is and is visibly terrified and shaking. A clone who might be Hordak turns around with that white in his eyes that means Prime is using him to see, and Catra just tries to be quiet and not move but she's obviously triggered, and I mean that in the literal PTSD sense.

Horde Prime (via Hordak?): "My brothers. The time has come at last. No longer shall She-Ra stand in my way."

oh okay so Horde Prime's actual ship is still in space (just orbiting Etheria I assume) and the planet-side thing is him speaking through one of the clones via the hive mind.

"Begin the acquisition process!"

are they just gonna straight-up drill into it?

apparently yes

the whole area lights up with that sickening green light, including all the lines that characters kept noticing on the ground that looked like some combo of circuit boards and First Ones' writing.

meanwhile, Adora keeps slipping out of being She-Ra for split seconds and is clearly stressing The Fuck Out and possibly walking in the wrong direction in her distress, only to walk into another memory/hologram.

And I've predictably hit the image limit, but 13:30 to go which is better than last night pfft okay gonna reblog

[tarisilmarwen]

Rebels Rewatch: "Legacy"

We learn the answer to the question of Ezra's parents' fate and things are endlessly sad.

This series of slow scale-pan/zoom in shots that start from a wide distance establishing shot and ends on a close-up of Ezra is really effective. Evokes a dreamlike quality even before we duck into Ezra's head. The silence and weird sounds add to the eerie effect.

This whole sequence is obviously retroactively sad. It almost feels like the Force is trying to connect Ezra with his parents one last time. The muted whispers recall the World Between Worlds, Mira and Ephraim's repeated reassurances to Ezra that they're right there, perhaps already dead, with him in the Force? The Force sound effects are bizarre and watery, and there are a couple unusually loud bass thomps that Ezra startles at--Footsteps? Heartbeats? Bodies hitting the floor?

It's a trippy sequence but played entirely seriously, even the lack of fanfare emphasizing how important this episode is.

There's our first instance of the "Twin Moons" cue here.

:(((((((

Kanan's line here about, "You've never wanted to talk about your parents." suggests that he and Hera did try to let Ezra know that Tseebo had told them something but that he didn't want to hear it at the time. Or that maybe they were waiting for him to bring it up and he never did.

This is a pretty shot. <3

See, this is why I don't agree with the argument that Hera and Kanan were wrong for not telling Ezra what little they knew. Because... what would it have even accomplished?

"Oh, we maybe know vaguely where your parents are." But they don't have any way to confirm where they are or if they're even still alive and even though they've been looking for probably a year now they've exhausted all resources and are not any closer to an answer. There is net zero information to be gained on Ezra's part, and if he'd known they were looking all it would have done was distract him and drive him to obsessively check in about it.

Which is not something a vulnerable Force Sensitive with attachment issues needs to have added to his plate to worry about.

Meanwhile with the Rebellion plot side of things, Konstantine is debriefing Fifth and Seventh.

Seventh looks meanly happy that Konstantine snarks at Fifth lol.

Side note: There is really pretty lighting in this scene.

Aw frick.

*weeps*

The mass escape happened the previous night. It happened the night Ezra had his vision.

His parents were already dead and he felt it unconsciously through the Force.

In hindsight that might be why he was able to accept it/guess at it so quickly when they were talking to Ryder.

Right so a lot of my commentary this episode is just going to be me being sad about Ezra's face.

"You have to open your mind to the truth as the Force presents it." Oof. Holocron-shadowing.

This sequence is so cool. A lovely music cue to accompany it too.

Ugh, the parallels to "Vision of Hope" and "Twin Suns", with Ezra leaping headfirst onto the scent of potential information, rushing in, so assured of what his vision means...

Sabine coming out to see what's up with Ezra, and apparently casually listening in on Imperial chatter concerning Lothal.

Also Ezra, you really don't need that helmet, you just want it 'cause it's a present from Sabine you basically use a security blanket lol.

Ezra's theme sounding very bright and lovely here.

Lol Sabine calling Zeb and Chopper delinquents.

Kanan and Sabine's worried looks at him. <33333

Ezra's agitation here is rightfully a little concerning. He's snapping at his friends, being impatient, short-tempered.

I like this cute little moment here though, Sabine gives him a reassuring nod.

Riiiiiiight before she realizes what the Stormtroopers clearing out of the area means lol.

This protocol being established in Rebels lent some extra dread to that moment in Rogue One when the Star Destroyer moved out from above Jedha's capital.

Ezra isn't focusing, his aim is all off. His theme pipes in here, strained and full of tense strings.

Lol Kanan's expression like, "Shit, did he do all that? That's my kid all right. "<333333

Oooooh the way Ezra's expression changes as soon as he hears Seventh.

He angy.

Yeah uh hon, I don't think charging two Inquisitors twice your size is gonna work. Good thing Kanan interrupts and blasts the door between them so he can give Ezra a moment to collect himself and calm back down.

"You're right. I never knew my parents." :(((( This is sad for two reasons, one, that Kanan is tacitly admitting he can't fully understand Ezra in this one aspect, and two, that he still does understand somewhat because he lost his master right in front of him (who was basically the closest thing he had to a parent) and his entire Order and people.

I think Ezra realizes that because he looks immediately contrite and apologizes.

:((((((

The music in this scene is great.

Aaaaaaaand the TIE fighters shot a Rebel transport down over a populated civilian city.

Friendly reminder that the Rebels did not do this in the finale.

Awww Chopper waving bye to mom.

Love Hera just straight up bashing the tractor beam generator with the Ghost when the torpedo plan fails.

Sabine checking to see if they're going to follow Kanan and Ezra. <3333

This whole conversation. <3333

Welp, the dumbass new post editor is making me brush up against an unexpected 30 photo limit, dunno how to turn it off, it's not on a lot of the previous recaps, might have to tweak this post a few times. In the meantime looks like I'm going to be limited in the caps I can post.

Stupid Tumblr.

Ezra's burned out old home. :(((((

Oh hey, random thought, but would you like me to make this episode even sadder? >:)

So the timeline is a bit loose with Rebels and frankly what they've officially set down makes zero sense. But we know the show starts 5BBY and that Ezra turns 15 in the mid-season episode "Empire Day".

Some fans decided that because "Legacy" is another mid-season episode that means its a year after "Empire Day".

AKA Ezra turned 16 yesterday, the same day his parents died.

After all, what's a better distraction for a massive jailbreak than a mandated galactic holiday, when the Stormtroopers are busy partying? Or so the logic goes.

~You're welcome.~

KITTY! :D

"Aaaand we're chasing Loth-cats now." Kanan sounds so tired lol.

Friiiiiiiick Ezra's hopeful little face when Ryder says he knows his parents. :((((((

Clancy Brown trying to break out of his typecast voicing someone who's NOT a villain for a change.

Bbbbbyyyyyyyyy. :(((((((((

"Twin Moons" coming in again, all in sad somber strings.

Not remembering exactly which of the writers/producers said it, but pretty sure behind-the-scenes Word of God confirmed that Ephraim and Mira realized it was only a matter of time before the Empire would connect the dots from Ezra to them because of his message, and that's why they A) led the jailbreak in the first place, and B) let themselves be killed in the escape when they got separated, rather than be used as blackmail against their son.

You know, in case the episode wasn't already sad enough. :)

Man, Ezra's face, I can't.

*sobs*

Right, I know I can't add many more caps but this hug needed to be capped. Look, even Chopper is patting Ezra's knee kjhkjafhkas.

"Twin Moons" playing out in somber female vocals now and I'm SO mad that Tumblr decided to finally randomly change/update my post editor I NEED TO CAP EVERY SINGLE FRAME.

From Ezra's sad curled up position, the despondency in his eyes, the breeze moving through the Lothal grass in gentle rivulets, how the light shifts as Ezra enters his vision, the glorious shimmer of Capital City in a world without the Empire, that shot of Ephraim's hand joining Ezra's on the railing...

This is such a beautiful sequence.

So so mad about the photo limit.

Kanan comforting Ezra by talking about how the Jedi view death, as merely energy changing forms, and that Ezra's parents are alive inside him.

I don't think it's a coincidence that "They will be. Always." recalls "The Force will be with you, always."

Man. :((((((

So this is a beautiful episode, very plot heavy, ends the mini Garel portion of the season and drives the Rebels even further afield from Lothal, which I suppose makes it appropriate that we're allowed to visit it one last time this season.

The confirmation of the deaths of his parents would serve to unbalance Ezra again, after the serenity he'd found at the end of "Brothers of the Broken Horn", and the grief will be lingering through the whole rest of the season, arguably the rest of the show.

Ezra takes it... so remarkably well though, which speaks to his character maturity. The support of the others, especially Kanan--who understands full well what it's like to lose someone and be alone in your grief--helps too. Kanan's relationship with Ezra, always a highlight of the show, shines through here in how understanding and present he is for Ezra.

The animation and music are phenomenal this episode, perfectly serving the story and of course looking gorgeous to boot.

Plus there are lots of pretty shots of Ezra looking sad so...

Yeah I love this episode.

[mymanyfandomramblings]

Glee-cap: Episode 4x15--Girls (and Boys) On Film

The continuation of my first-time watch of Glee episodic recaps, featuring my live reactions.

Okay, Emma looks so cute in a suit with her hair done up and red lipstick. Old Hollywood styles always look stunning on her

Will meanwhile...I don't like his hair slicked back like that

"You're All The World To Me" seriously suits Jayma's voice so well. I didn't used to really like Emma's voice, but her songs in the last two episodes have been wonderful

"THE HOUSE IS UPSIDE DOWN" I don't know why I find that as funny as I do

Sugar's outfit is truly brilliant. Sugar is truly brilliant.

Sam and his impressions, my beloveds

Sue's rants. I have never felt so seen as I have with Sue, specifically and only because her sentences go on for so long and have innumerable themes, subjects and lists, broken up only with commas and semicolons

"Shout" is super fun, and I never would have guessed that Brittany's voice would sound so good with soul music. My one concern is in the 'little bit softer now' part it just sounds like they've...turned the volume down, not like Blaine's actually singing quieter. That aside, it's so fun.

Sugar lying on the table is hilarious

This is how I find out that Downton Abbey was around in 2013. Also Adam does a very good Hugh Bonneville impersonation. Sam, take notes.

I can't tell whether Kurt's tone is sarcastic when he's talking about 'She's Having A Baby', but it is funny

Also Santana. I am liking her more this season, and I guess her saying offensive things is slightly nicer when she's not doing it in a mean-spirited way (or you know, a comparatively less mean-spirited way)

Kurt's introduction of Moulin Rouge. Comedy gold

I don't always like Kurt and Blaine's harmonies, but they work here

That looks like a great hug. That was an amazing hug.

Santana loves stirring up drama, and sometimes it makes her fun, and sometimes it makes her really frustrating

Although I do enjoy her calling out Brody for being a creep. I don't like him either.

Also Santana rooting through pockets and draws--HILARIOUS. She's doing it with such intensity too.

"You guys pretend to be all accepting and stuff, but when your friend shows up, moves into your home and goes through all your stuff, you're offended?" Okay, I can forgive all of her other offences briefly, Santana is too funny in this episode for me to hold them against her

Adam's accent just makes everything he says amazing

Finn and Artie committing to the bit with the wigs

Emma's parents are so equal part funny and horrible

Adams 'yea' is adorable

I LOVE that the boys have incorporated Artie's wheelchair into their choreo. Allyship fr.

Also, I know Sam was behind 'Old Time Rock n Roll' (a song I rly like btw)

I'm not convinced the girls can top that. It was legitimately an awesome mashup

Marley looks stunning

Girl, why would you ever believe Kitty when she says she won't tell. She's an awful friend.

I feel like all the glee bullies (except Quinn) do this thing where they feel personally compelled to zone in on particular physical features when talking about and to people

Marley, I pray you do not listen to Kitty. She is an awful friend, I repeat. Also her advice has never gotten you anywhere ever

Yes, Unique lead!

Oh my, Marley's voice suits this song to utter perfection *chef's kiss*

Old Hollywood glamour will always suit everyone

Also their mashup is straight-up out of Moulin Rouge, so I'm not sure they should be counted

Adam truly shines in this episode

I cannot not smile when Finn does. The eyebrow-raise, crooked-smile, shrug combo is just so sweet

I can't believe Will got his students involved in the public serenade, but then, this is Will

Emma's nightdress is so pretty

Okay now I know why the students were involved--so we can get this awkward moment when he thanks them and makes them leave

One nice thing about this show is that they do recycle outfits--Emma's coat in this scene is from S2 Sectionals

And they're still avoiding the whole Finn-and-Emma thing. I guess they think drama is better if you let it stew.

"I'm not. I mean, I am. Just not now." Santana, I will not say this often but, I love you

Santana genuinely being very comforting. I am liking S4 Santana

Jake Puckerman and Marley Rose--ilysm.

Oh no, girl. You are not imagining Ryder instead of Jake. Unlike, the Finn/Emma thing which needs to be addressed, I would really rather the Ryder-kissing-Marley thing be dismissed as a moment of weakness from Ryder and they go back to normal, where Jarley are sweet and Ryder is a good friend.

Marley, you need to get him into a good headspace for this kind of thing, not just drop it on him when he's just finished with a Big Romantic Gesture

(one the flipside I am so glad she told him before Kitty did. Kitty's evil successfully averted!)

And the winner is...everyone. (it's obviously the boys, even though the girls looked and sounded spectacular, the boys were original and more creative)

Sugar!!! Love her!!!

Finn finally confesses and like Marley, chooses a poor moment. I do, however, like that he got it all out there, rather than just going with the select information.

Cory Monteith truly was The Actor for subtle facial expressions. He really did put 100% acting effort into Finn

Britt taking off her shoe--love it