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miguel-manbemel · 5 years ago

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Aspects & Fanfics Ep. 32: I’m Totally Not in Love!

New entry of this fanfic blog inspired on Sanders Sides by Thomas Sanders, Joan S. and the Foster Dawg Team. I’m trying to keep a consistent schedule in my releases, at least every fifteen days, if I can’t do it weekly. It’s not always easy, because sometimes inspiration just doesn’t want to show up, especially in these rough and stressful times we’re living. It’s five weeks of lockdown already for me and at least three more ahead, and that can take a toll on anyone... I hope if sometimes there are delays, you don’t hold it against me.

But anyway, here’s the next episode of the series. This one is starring Deceit, as implied on the title. Sometimes I worry about if the characters as I show them in the story have become just too unrecognizable. It’s the consequence of having them go through such a long story. At first, I tried to make them faithful to the series, and I still try as much as I can, but as the story goes on, the problem comes that you have to be faithful to your own story too, and in the story, characters evolve, and if you don’t respect your own evolution, your story becomes inconsistent and that’s not good. I hope that, at least, you still find the story interesting and good enough, even if it will always be inferior to the original, as it was never my goal to surpass it, I don’t even think that could be possible anyway. Okay, I’m leaving you with the story. Until next time.

SYNOPSIS: Deceit is still confused about his feelings for Remus. Patton shows up in his room, learns about what happened and tries to give him the best advice he can as an expert on feelings.

WARNINGS: Romantic dukeceit, romantic logicality in the ending card, some slight innuendo.

EPISODE INDEX

[Thomas is in the middle of filming a video with the Sides, who apparently have already sunk out moments earlier, he’s looking at a visible camera]

THOMAS: … and that’s why you have to be honest about yourself and your feelings. Not that you should tell everything on the first date, of course. You know, mystery is a good ally to keep interest flowing and all, but if you have a crush, why hiding it? If you tell them, the worst it could happen is that they told you no, and if you don’t tell them, the one giving that “no” to you is… yourself. So just be yourself and take a chance. Until next time, take it easy, guys, gals and non binary pals… Peace out!

[Thomas makes a 5-second pause, then he proceeds to turn the camera off]

THOMAS: …and cut. Okay, with this take, this new episode is officially wrapped. Now I’ll go save the raw files on my laptop, to take them to the office in time for editing. I think people will enjoy this new episode. I wonder if the Sides like it, though. Now that most of them are in relationships or even raising a family, maybe they’ll feel identified with what we were discussing earlier… but I don’t know how does a Side’s psychology work exactly. I hope they’re doing okay… Oh, I’m sure everything’s going okay for them in the love department. I don’t mean to show off, but I have a keen eye for that, and I’m sure they’re all doing fine, especially Deceit, he looked the comfiest of them all with the topic. I’m sure everything’s coming up roses for him.

[meanwhile in Deceit’s room]

DECEIT: [screeching voice] I hate my life, why does love have to be so complicated!

[intro sequence]

[Deceit is softly bumping his head on the table, still groaning out of frustration. Honesty rises up]

HONESTY: Dee, would you mind to stop!? Your turmoil of frustrated thoughts is slipping through my mind! It has made me burn my tea three times already!

DECEIT: I’m sorry I’m such a nuisance for you! Maybe I should just jump out the kitchen window to put myself out of my misery!

HONESTY: [beat] This is a ground floor.

[Deceit emits another long groan of frustration]

DECEIT: It’s okay, never mind. I’m perfectly fine and I’m just messing with you.

HONESTY: No, you’re not fine. And if you continue like this, I won’t be fine either. Deceit, you need help, and you need it fast.

DECEIT: We have already talked about this. I don’t need help.

HONESTY: Yes you do.

DECEIT: No, I don’t.

HONESTY: Yes, you do!

DECEIT: No, I don’t!

HONESTY: [now yelling] YES YOU DO!!

DECEIT: [yelling even louder] NO, I DON’T!!!

[Patton suddenly rises up, wearing his cat onesie]

PATTON: [yelling] Eeenooough!

[Deceit and Honesty’s arguing stops abruptly and they look at Patton in silence]

PATTON: What’s going on here, kiddos!? I can hear your yells from my room!

HONESTY: Oh, Patton, I’m sorry if we have disturbed you.

PATTON: I was trying to take a quick catnap after filming Thomas’ last video, and you woke me up. I hope that you’re not fighting with each other.

HONESTY: No, we were not fighting. We were just… arguing about something Deceit doesn’t agree with, right Deceit?

[Deceit looks at Honesty with a murderous face]

DECEIT: I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I’m totally not going to stab you in the middle of the night if you don’t shut up.

HONESTY: [mocking voice] Oooh… I’m so scared.

PATTON: I said stop, kiddos! Okay, Deceit, since you’re apparently the one who’s trying to hide something, you’re the one who’s going to tell me right now what is going on here.

DECEIT: It’s nothing, nothing at all. You can go back to sleep, we won’t disturb you any longer.

PATTON: No, mister. I’m not moving from this spot until you start telling me the truth about this ordeal.

DECEIT: Patton, no. Everything’s fine.

PATTON: If you don’t start talking I’m going to call Logan to get the truth out of you. It would be better and faster for both of us if you just tell me by yourself.

DECEIT: Wow, you surely know a lot about respecting others’ boundaries, right?

HONESTY: Dee, the time has come for you to tell him the truth. It will make you feel better, you’ll see. I can tell him in your place if you don’t feel strong enough to do so.

DECEIT: [sighs] You two are not gonna leave me alone until I start talking, right?

PATTON & HONESTY: [overlapping] Nope.

DECEIT: Okay, the truth is that… [smirks mischievously, then with an over-dramatic voice] yesterday I stepped on Storytime’s paw by accident. He screamed a lot but I healed him as best as I could. I’m sorry Patton, I didn’t mean to harm your dog, it was an accident…

PATTON: [distressed] What? My good boy! Is he okay!? Why didn’t you tell me sooner!? I…

HONESTY: [sighs] He’s lying, Patton. That’s not what’s bothering him at all and your dog is fine.

PATTON: [angry] Deceit Whatever-Your-Middle-Name-Is Sanders! If you scare me like that again, I’m going to physically strangle you!

DECEIT: Wasn’t it… “physically fight you”?

PATTON: That’s for when someone belittles himself. If someone hurts me on purpose, [rising both hands with a threatening glance and a deep voice] I go straight into action!

[Deceit swallows in fear]

HONESTY: Dee, do you seriously prefer to tell Patton that stupid lie instead of the truth? I thought you wanted to preserve his friendship and that’s why you were hiding it, because you didn’t want him to get mad at you. Making him mad on purpose is not exactly a wise move.

PATTON: My… friendship? Is that what’s bothering you? But Dee, you mustn’t fear about that. If I can be of any help for you I want you to tell me, cause nothing could make me happier than helping a friend in need.

DECEIT: So, you think of me… as a friend? But you… used to despise me. I thought that now you just tolerated my presence. You don’t hate me?

PATTON: Dee, of course I don’t hate you! After all the efforts you’ve done to fit in with us and after all we’ve been through together? I could not ever hate you. Yes, you represent a trait of Thomas that can be dangerous, but it’s nevertheless important for him. Besides, you are my friend and I care about you. You can tell me anything you want without fear. Nothing makes me feel more fulfilled than knowing that I’ve helped a friend in need. Please, let me help you.

DECEIT: Okay… do you promise that you won’t get mad at me, though?

PATTON: [concerned] Dee… have you done something seriously wrong that I should be worried about?

HONESTY: He didn’t, Patton, don’t worry.

PATTON: Then of course I promise.

DECEIT: Okay… the truth is… oh, I don’t even know what the truth is.

PATTON: Let me help you. You’re suffering because of romantic feelings, am I wrong?

DECEIT: [in shock] What the…? How did you guess?

PATTON: I’m an expert on feelings, that’s all, and anyone could see that you’re madly in love with someone just by looking into your eyes, not even that slit-pupil lentil could hide it from me. Do you still wear makeup or do you shapeshift now? I know that since you turned into a Light Side your face is fully human and you wore makeup because you liked your snake face, but I don’t know if you still…

DECEIT: Yes, it’s still makeup. Holding a shapeshift all day long is too exhausting if you’re not a Dark Side, and makeup is more convenient, I just summon it over my face in the morning and I’m ready for the day. Man, I really miss my scales. They may have been disturbing for you, but I liked them. But now, getting back on topic, I already told you I’m in love with Virgil, so…

PATTON: Oh, Dee, you’re not in love with Virgil. Maybe you were in the past, but not anymore. The way you look at Virgil doesn’t elicit… the spark. Even now, when you’re talking about Virgil, I don’t feel any true passion in your attitude. Trust me, kiddo, you’re not in love with Virgil. But… you are indeed in love, I can feel that too.

HONESTY: Wow, they say that fathers know it all, but you are ridiculous, Patton.

PATTON: Thanks, kiddo. So, are you going to tell me who’s the lucky one, Dee?

DECEIT: I’m a little ashamed to confess, Patton.

PATTON: I hope it’s not Logan. He’s already taken.

DECEIT: What? Logan? Of course not! How do you want me to be in love with that nerdy teacher? He’s not my type at all!

PATTON: Glad to hear that, but that doesn’t mean you can speak about my boyfriend in those terms. He’s gorgeous and anyone should be proud of falling at his feet.

DECEIT: Good for you… but my taste is much more… wild.

PATTON: [horrified] Oh, my goodness! You’re in love with… the Dark Master!?

DECEIT: [groans, with a face of horror and disgust] No! For goodness sake, Patton, you’re perfect to discover when someone is in love but when it comes to identifying the object of affection, you’re so oblivious! No one could ever love the Dark Master! You’d have to be drunk to see him attract… [stops mid-sentence, remembering that Patton once was in love with the Dark Master] Sorry, Patton.

PATTON: It’s okay, I’m no longer the same as back then. I totally agree with you right now. And I suddenly remembered how badly he treated you in the past. How could you be in love with him? I apologize, kiddo.

DECEIT: It’s okay.

PATTON: Then, who could it be? The only other wild Side that comes to my mind would be Remus, but I don’t think that you…

[Deceit looks at Patton with a meaningful glance]

PATTON: Wait, seriously?

DECEIT: Yep, seriously.

PATTON: Wow, this was unexpected. You two are so different. You are smooth, sophisticated, even cold to some extent, and he’s so wild, chaotic and unpredictable… I would have never pegged you for him. Maybe it’s true that opposites attract.

DECEIT: I would have never pegged myself for him either. But… I guess when he kissed me, he drove me mad in a way. I haven’t been myself ever since.

PATTON: Wait, wait, wait. So he kissed you? Does that mean that… he loves you back? Then what’s the problem here?

DECEIT: The problem is I don’t have my feelings straightened up at all! [Patton opens his mouth] Don’t… you dare making a pun about being straight or not. No puns about my feelings, Patton. [Patton closes his mouth and Deceit waits a second before going on talking] Up to this very moment, I was convinced I still loved Virgil, but… when you were so categorical about it… I realized you were right. I don’t feel the same for Virgil as I used to feel anymore, and I didn’t realize up until this very moment. Maybe I didn’t want to see it. I have been in love with Virgil for so long that I had assumed that this feeling would be unbreakable by now. Surprisingly for me, I was lying to myself all this time…

PATTON: Unfortunately, love is never unbreakable. Love is like fine crystal. Very beautiful and very valuable, but very fragile if you don’t treat it right. Even the strongest relationships need to be treated with care so as not to crack them. If love is totally unrequited like it was your case, no matter how strong it is, sooner or later it’s gonna fade away, like a plant. You may water it with affection, fertilize it with compliments, and take care of it with words and actions of love as best as you can, but without sun, the sun of the other’s affection, it dies. It’s sad, but it’s true.

HONESTY: Wow, you know a lot about metaphors now, Patton.

PATTON: I have a son-in-law that has taught me well, kiddo.

DECEIT: But I thought the opposite of love is hate, or at least indifference. I don’t feel hate or indifference at all towards Virgil. On the contrary, I still feel like I love him dearly, and I still care deeply for his well being. I would still die for him if he asked me to and walk to hell itself if he needed me to. In my mind, I… I never stopped loving him. See? I have just said I didn’t love Virgil and now I’m saying that I still love him. Ain’t that confusion?

PATTON: You are confused because now you love Virgil in a different way. It’s no longer romantic. It’s friendly. In your case, I would say that you love Virgil like a brother, since you’ve been through so much together. And that has confused you a lot. You didn’t notice that your love for him had faded away, because it didn’t, it just transformed from romantic to friendly, and it was so gradual you didn’t see it. There’s also this particular detail.

DECEIT: What detail?

PATTON: In the labyrinth, you had to face a vision of Virgil trying to seduce you. The only way of getting out of that vision was moving on from your pending issues, at least that’s what the original Light Master said. If you still were in love with Virgil, you still would be in the labyrinth, trapped in your vision. But you got out, which means you’ve necessarily had to move on from Virgil.

DECEIT: I mean, I guess…

PATTON: So, about Remus again, what are you going to do?

DECEIT: I… I don’t know.

PATTON: Speak from the heart. What does your heart tell you?

DECEIT: I already said that I’m attracted to him, but… I’m still not sure if it is love at all. I don’t wanna make the wrong move and break my heart, or his heart, again.

PATTON: You did mention that Remus kissed you. Turn back to that moment and tell me, as honestly as you can, what did that kiss make you feel. Did you want him to stop or did you want him to continue? Did it make you feel disgusted, indifferent or joyful?

DECEIT: It was so sudden, that at first I just felt shock, out of the surprise. He just kissed me in the middle of the conversation, without fair warning. One moment he was speaking and the next moment his lips were on mine, just like that, I think I didn’t even see him coming.

HONESTY: That’s very him, in a way. Remus has always been that unpredictable. You never know what to expect from him.

DECEIT: After that, while he was kissing me… it was a mixed reaction of… joy and extreme fear. I was really scared of what was happening at that moment, but at the same time… I didn’t want it to end. His kiss wasn’t just of the passionate lusty type. It was maybe slightly rough, but it was tender, sweet, full of love, like… No, what I was gonna say is so corny even you would laugh.

PATTON: Keep going, kiddo. Describe your feelings just the way you experienced them. We’re not gonna laugh or label them as corny. And if anyone labels them so, who cares? They’re your own personal feelings and, since they don’t hurt anyone, they’re completely valid, corny or not.

DECEIT: Okay… it was… like Remus was tearing his own soul open and feeding me true love from inside of himself, through his own lips into mine, bringing a warmth into my heart that was completely new for me. For the first time in my life… I was feeling loved, in the romantic sense, you know? That had never happened to me before. Virgil never loved me that way… Yes, you could call me joyful…

[Deceit looks at Patton with a face of realization]

DECEIT: You know what, Patton? I think… I think I really love him.

PATTON: That’s cute, kiddo! So, let me ask you again. What are you going to do?

DECEIT: I think I know what to do now. I have to talk to him. It’s just that… I’m afraid to talk to him. I was so rude to him and his feelings… maybe he’ll hold it against me. Maybe he’s angry at me and he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore.

PATTON: That’s what you thought about me before and you were wrong. You’ll see how, if you talk to him, you’ll discover you’re wrong again. Don’t risk a lifetime of happiness just for some fears in your head, kiddo. Step into it and give yourself a chance to be happy. The worst that could happen is that he said “no”, and even then, the world wouldn’t fall apart. You’d have all your life ahead of you to recover and find love again, should that happen, so be bold and be brave and… just be yourself, kiddo.

[Deceit sighs]

DECEIT: You’re right, Patton. I’m gonna tell him. Wish me luck, guys.

HONESTY: Good luck, brother. We’re rooting for you.

PATTON: Good luck, kiddo, you can do this!

DECEIT: Okay… It’s now or never. Let’s go.

[Deceit sinks down. Then, he rises up in Remus’ room. Remus is looking for something inside the fridge, he doesn’t notice Deceit arriving. Deceit walks towards him until he’s right behind him]

DECEIT: Hi, Remus.

[Remus screams and jumps, scared, he pulls out his mace in the middle of the jump and the mace gets caught by the spikes in the ceiling. Remus ends up clinging from the ceiling hanging to the mace]

REMUS: Don’t do that, Jeez! You scared the intrusive thoughts out of me!

DECEIT: I’m sorry! Do you need help getting back down?

REMUS: Nah, don’t worry, it’s not that high, I can just let go.

[He lets go and crashes on the floor]

DECEIT: [scared] My goodness, are you okay?

[Deceit reaches a hand to help Remus, but Remus slaps it away, then stands up by himself]

REMUS: [angry] I’m telling you I’m fine! I can stand up by myself, I don’t need you to pity me!

DECEIT: [rubbing his hand covered by his yellow glove] I wasn’t pitying you… I was worried you could have got hurt.

REMUS: Is that true or is that another one of your lies?

DECEIT: Of course it’s true. I’m trying to be honest right now, and it’s not easy for me when I’m so nervous.

REMUS: [cold voice] Well, don’t worry about me. I’ve endured worse pains, both physical and psychological. A little bump on my butt is nothing for me, and I don’t want you to baby me. Now, what do you want?

DECEIT: Remus, I… I came here to apologize for what I told you the other day. I was inconsiderate and I’m sorry.

REMUS: You didn’t have to. I don’t need apologies of any kind, especially from you. You don’t owe me anything and I have no right to ask you for it.

DECEIT: Yes, I have to. I need to, because I have hurt you and I’d never want to hurt you… because you’re important to me.

REMUS: [voice of not believing] Oh, nice… Well, if it helps to bring peace to your soul, I forgive you. Now, if you excuse me, I was busy, so, if you don’t mind… [makes a gesture with his hands asking him to leave]

DECEIT: Yes… well… that’s not the only reason I came here for.

REMUS: [angry] Will you spit it out already!? Stop wasting my time with your blabbering and cut to the chase!

DECEIT: [speaking quickly] I love you!

[Remus looks at Deceit with an expression of shock, unable to say a word]

DECEIT: [completely nervous, he loses control and starts speaking in lies] I mean, of course not, I’m totally not in love with you. It’s just that you’re not cute at all and you were completely wrong when you said I was lying to myself, and now I haven’t thought about it and realized that you mean the world to me. It’s not that at all and you can’t excuse me right now because I’m talking in truth because I’m nervous and…

REMUS: Shut up, please!

DECEIT: [taking a deep breath] Sorry…

REMUS: Do you have any idea of how much I have cried over you these past few days? I still remember you saying that your love for Virgil pales in comparison with your love for me… You broke my heart, in a way that not even my wild nature could possibly bare. I gave you my heart and you threw it away, [starts singing to the tune of “Requiem” from Dear Evan Hansen] …leaving these broken pieces behind you… [speaking] And now you come back here, tell me that you love me and expect to fix it all just like that?

DECEIT: Remus, I’m sorry, I was really confused. I didn’t realize how much your love meant to me.

REMUS: And I also remember very well what I told you when I left, and you should have remembered too before coming here. I told you “I don’t know for how long my feelings for you will last.” So maybe it’s too late already, snakey boy.

[Deceit looks at Remus. Then an expression of anger appears on Deceit’s face]

DECEIT: Hold on for a second! It was you who came to me, kissed me and turned my world upside down! And now you tell me that in a matter of… - what, a few days? - …you have changed your mind? You’re truly saying that you don’t love me anymore!?

REMUS: You should have taken your chance when you had it, Deceit! I warned you I’m unpredictable!

DECEIT: Well, guess what!?

REMUS: What!?

DECEIT: So am I!

[Suddenly Deceit holds Remus and kisses him. Remus does nothing to hold him back. In fact, he hugs Deceit and kisses him back. When the kiss is over, they look at each other for a couple of seconds, still hugging]

REMUS: [smirks] How long have you known I was lying?

DECEIT: [also smirks] All the time… Okay, I’ll be honest, when you told me to shut up, it was then when I realized you were lying. You gotta step up your game if you intend to fool me with lies. No one can lie to me without me detecting it. You should have known already.

REMUS: Of course I knew, Dee. I know you very well, remember? I know you always catch a liar from a mile away.

DECEIT: Then, why did you lie to me?

REMUS: Well, I had to do something to spice up my game. I couldn’t make it so easy for you, could I? Besides, I had to do something to make you snap out of your fears. Don’t think I didn’t notice that one big reason you were so hesitant to love me is that you’re scared to love me. But you don’t have to fear me, Dee. I may be a little crazy…

DECEIT: A little?

REMUS: Okay, extremely crazy, but there’s one thing in which Roman and I are very similar. We both value romance above all else. Roman in the dull gallant way he enjoys so much and me in the… [long bleep that covers the rest of the sentence, Deceit giggles while blushing slightly]. But we both agree that when we fall in love, we take it seriously. We both treasure that love and protect it with our lives if need be. I can assure you that if you give me a chance, I’ll do my best to make you happy, and above else, that I would rather die than hurt you… [suggestive smirk] unless you want me to. So, what do you say? Will you give me a chance?

DECEIT: Are you kidding me? I was the one who came here to ask you for a chance and now you’re the one asking me? Of course I do.

[Deceit and Remus kiss again]

DECEIT: I suddenly realized something. If we ever marry… Roman, your brother, would become my brother-in-law, and then Virgil, his husband, would loosely become my brother-in-law too… That’s weird…

REMUS: If you find that weird, wait until Roman and I need to fuse again into the original Creativity… oh, the implications in the relation between you, Virgil and Roman’s fusion are so…

DECEIT: [a little uncomfortable] It’s okay, I don’t wanna think about that. Besides, I don’t like weddings anyway, so…

REMUS: Neither do I, my love… neither do I…

[Deceit tears up]

REMUS: What’s wrong?

DECEIT: It’s nothing… It’s just that no one had called me “my love” ever before and… I got emotional.

REMUS: [cleaning Deceit’s tears with his finger] Please don’t cry… mon amour… your snake makeup will be ruined.

DECEIT: You’ll think I’m silly for sticking to this stupid snake makeup.

REMUS: Oh, do you wanna see some silly facial sticky things?

[Suddenly Remus rips his mustache off]

DECEIT: What? You’ve always worn a fake mustache?

REMUS: Yeah… as a matter of fact… I can’t grow facial hair at all. I never could, that’s why I wear this. It makes me look creepier for Thomas and the others, which is my job. But when I’m with you… I don’t need to be creepy at all, you know?

DECEIT: Have I already told you that I love you?

REMUS: Yes, but don’t stop telling me, mon petit cheri…

DECEIT: I didn’t know you spoke French so well.

REMUS: Well, Thomas always said he wished to speak Spanish and French, but he currently can’t, so now he speaks them only in his imagination. That is, Roman got Spanish and I got French.

DECEIT: Je t’aime… Is that how you say “I love you” in French?

REMUS: [nods with a loving glance] Moi aussi, mon petit serpent.

[Remus kisses Deceit again. Meanwhile, Thomas is in the living room]

THOMAS: I really should start taking French lessons. For one reason or another, I can only think of that right now… among other things that certainly could be gayer… I think I’m gonna get a shower. Until next time, take it easy, guys, gals and non binary pals. Peace out!

[end card]

[Logan is in his room, he has a face of concern. Patton rises up]

PATTON: [happy singsongy voice] Hi, Logan!

LOGAN: Hi, Patton. How has your day been?

PATTON: Quite great, actually. I helped a friend that needed me and that always brings me happiness enough for a week.

LOGAN: [absent voice] That’s nice…

PATTON: [worried] Is anything wrong, Logan? You look worried.

LOGAN: [clears his throat] Don’t worry, I’m okay. Listen, Patton.

PATTON: Yes, Logan?

LOGAN: I need to go somewhere now.

PATTON: Somewhere?

LOGAN: Yes, I have some work to be done which cannot wait any longer. I should’ve been gone already, but I didn’t want to leave without at least telling you.

PATTON: Will you be out for long?

LOGAN: I’ll be out for some time, but don’t worry, I’ll enter autopilot so that Thomas doesn’t miss my logical functions when he needs them.

PATTON: What if I need you, Logan? What if I’m the one who misses you?

[Logan smiles tenderly and pets Patton’s cheek]

LOGAN: I’m gonna miss you too every second I’m away, but I have no choice. I have to go.

PATTON: Can I go with you, Logan?

LOGAN: As much as I wish, you can’t, Patton. This is my duty and it’s something that I must do alone.

PATTON: Your duty? It sounds so serious, Logan.

LOGAN: Of course it’s serious, I…

PATTON: …wear a necktie, I know, but I mean serious as in dangerous. Are you sure you’ll be okay? And why don’t you want to tell me?

LOGAN: Don’t worry about me. And please, don’t tell the others about this. I don’t want to worry them as much as you are right now. As I said, I’ll be out for a little long. [serious commanding voice] But no matter how long I take, Patton, and it’s imperative that you listen to me, do… not… come after me, is that clear?

PATTON: But where are you…?

LOGAN: [interrupting with a firm voice] Is that clear?

PATTON: Okay, I promise…

LOGAN: Thank you, I count on you. Okay, I’ll be going then. Goodbye, Patton.

[Patton kisses Logan]

PATTON: Goodbye. Please come back as soon as you can, Logan. I love you.

LOGAN.: I’ll return as soon as I’m able, I promise. Goodbye, Patton.

[Logan heads to the front door. Before opening it, he turns back, looks at Patton with a face of slight angst, then runs to him and gives him a long kiss while hugging him tightly, when he’s finished, Patton looks at Logan. Logan’s eyes are teary behind the glasses]

LOGAN: I love you, Patton, never forget that I love you. Goodbye.

[Then, Logan runs to the door, opens it and crosses it quickly, closing it behind him, Patton barely has time to notice an indigo light gleaming outside the door before Logan closes it quickly. Then he hears the noise of the key locking the door, then his footsteps outside fading away quickly]

PATTON: [concerned] Why… why did this kiss taste like a final farewell kiss? I hope you don’t break your promise, Logan, and come back soon… And I was feeling so happy when I came here…

[Patton stands there, looking at the closed door for a couple of seconds before sinking down to go back to his own room]

#thomas sanders #sanders sides #deceit sanders #remus sanders #dukeceit #romantic dukeceit #logicality #romantic logicality #sanders sides fanfic #sanders sides fic #sanders sides fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #aspects and fanfics

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terrifyingstories1 · 5 years ago

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so tbh i’m not really a fan of lincoln/daisy and i just re-watched their scenes in 3.12 and to be fair i haven’t watched s3 in a while so i don’t really remember a lot about what led them to this point but i have to say... lincoln said a lot of things that were extremely hurtful to daisy for a number of reasons and i have .. a lot of thoughts about her apologizing to him and making up with him later on in the ep after walking off during their fight

his insistence that being inhuman is a disease

lincoln just.. has no understanding of why this is painful for her and makes no effort to and it just.. hurts me because daisy has fought so hard!!! to accept and be proud of being inhuman!!! to protect those like her who are inhuman and help them accept themselves!!! she felt like a monster after trip died and had so much guilt and was so terrified of hurting someone else and she had to CLAW herself to the place she is right now, to being able to see that being different means she can make a difference that this is her calling her contribution to the world. and it hurts her so badly that lincoln feels this way but also that he can’t see why she feels this way / make an effort to understand where she’s coming from.

it feels like her every effort to communicate is being shot down because her opinions are inherently less important than his because he has more education and knowledge than she does and as strong an individual as daisy is, as capable of she is as defending herself, you aren’t supposed to have to defend yourself to people you love. this isn’t having a debate with a stranger this is this person she deeply cares about telling her this part of herself she’s worked so hard to take pride in and value and love even when the rest of the world is calling it monstrous is a disease – and the fact is, it doesn’t matter whether or not lincoln is technically correct. that HURTS daisy and she has such a powerful reaction to that word it cuts her really deeply and is so damaging to her as a person who feels guilt so deeply and has such a deep sense of responsibility for the world. who struggles with the deaths her EXISTENCE caused when she was just a baby let alone the deaths she feels she’s responsible for now. it’s.. dangerous and could so easily set her back and put her in a really unhealthy mindset.

‘ i wasn’t hacking my way through life. ’

daisy makes the (valid imo) point that just because lincoln went to med school doesn’t mean that his opinion is automatically superior – and that using rhetoric used by hate groups even when “medically correct” is still harmful and inflammatory. it may be “medically correct” but it’s used in a way to target and perpetuate hate about her and people like her and perpetuating that mindset could lead to dangerous things befalling her people. it does come out very snide – in a quip about him having gone to med school – but to me it’s very clear how deeply upsetting this is to daisy. yes she’s passionate about what she feels and very stubborn and unwilling to compromise on what she believes is right but it’s also very clear that this is something really hurtful to her. it’s personal. it’s not just a debate about values or belief systems, it’s deeply, deeply personal. but.. more on that later because right now we’re talking about this comment

anyway so he snaps back that yes, he did go to medical school, he wasn’t hacking his way through life. as if daisy had the option of pursuing med school or a career path more meaningful than hacking, as if daisy’s activism by way of hacking was inherently meaningless and she was just.. what, being lazy? wasn’t driven enough or didn’t care enough to do something he would deem valuable? it’s completely ignorant of the fact that daisy was a homeless woman of color with no family or support system and no resources and that her still being alive today is fucking incredible, and you can see in daisy’s face how deeply that fucking cuts. she can’t even stay in the same room because of how much that hurts her and my heart breaks for her so much because god what a horrible thing to hear from not a stranger or an enemy but someone who is supposed to be one of the people that you’re closest to and can trust.

especially when i think about all of the little glimpses of daisy’s life before shield. daisy wasn’t ashamed of being a hacker or being homeless – she calls her van her house and she’s extremely protective of it and attached to it and doesn’t begin to feel ashamed of her participation in the rising tide until it means deceiving the people in shield she’s begun to care for and she begins to see that their way of going about things may not be the most moral (daisy is extremely moral and can’t follow a group or a person when she no longer has faith in their ability or desire to uphold the very principles that drew her to them in the first place, even if she feels extremely close to or attached to them and breaking away is unbearably painful.)

so lincoln’s just... thrown everything in her face and it’s so brutal and i want to cry

the resolution

i think the resolution of this conflict between them might be the most painful to me because daisy seeks lincoln out to apologize because now it feels like she was being super forceful and overreacting and emotional and asserting herself in a relationship is really difficult for her and i think this whole fight really .. triggered a lot of old feelings that daisy’s worked to overcome but are still there (because.. of course they are and even when you’re in a better place old insecurities and unhealthy mindsets don’t just evaporate you’re just better at navigating them) and those feelings are telling her to stabilize her relationship with lincoln and make sure they’re okay and that it doesn’t really matter how upset or small she feels because he’s been good to her and she doesn’t want to lose him.

so she apologies and devalues her own feelings and basically says he was right and she was overreacting and he.. lets her. he doesn’t make any effort to understand or acknowledge how what he said might have made her feel let alone apologize himself and doesn’t do anything to reassure her that how she was feeling was valid even if he didn’t/doesn’t agree. instead of being able to say.. hey i got heated too and said things i didn’t mean and may have been hurtful to you, he explains that he’s just envious of her relationship with being an inhuman and that she feels comfortable in her powers and that controlling them comes easily to her. which... is fine. lincoln is allowed to have a complicated relationship with being an inhuman because of his history and i can forgive him projecting onto her because of it because mental health is hard. but.. he doesn’t apologize for doing this and instead just kind of... misses how much work has gone into her having this relationship with her powers.

he kind of just.. implies that this is just.. easy for her and that in of itself is so.. dismissive of everything that daisy has gone through. as if she hasn’t gone through so much trauma and upheaval and getting to this place hasn’t taken everything that she has, that it isn’t still something that takes work, especially when people are calling her a disease. “whole zen thing” like... it’s not... that’s not.. it. like it’s so beautiful that daisy feels this way and that her powers feel like a part of her and something she was always supposed to have and be but it’s a disservice to her not to acknowledge how difficult that journey was for her.

which brings me to the sex. lincoln talks about not wanting to lose control and daisy just... doesn’t react to it, not emotionally. she can’t. lincoln’s said all of these things that hurt her and she should be able to address that but... it doesn’t feel like she can because when you’re a person who has gone through what daisy has gone through, who has spent her entire life searching for a family and feeling unwanted, it doesn’t feel like you can. it’s so hard to ask for things in a relationship, even if they feel very basic, even with a person who has never hurt you or made you feel small, and she doesn’t know how to do that here.

so she shifts the conversation from emotional to sexual because this is easier. it’s a lot like using humor to avoid dealing with trauma, something daisy clearly has a history of doing. it gets her out of this conversation and how she’s feeling in this moment and all of the hurt and low feelings and restores closeness between her and lincoln. it effectively remedies the conflict between them for now and allows her to be close with and connect to him again.

it avoids any further discussion of the subject or additional fights between them and lets her be close to him and focus on something else. and.. there’s nothing wrong with makeup sex, but they haven’t really made up at all. he doesn’t see her side and basically implies she feels the way she does because she, unlike him, doesn’t struggle with being inhuman and can’t understand his experiences like she hasn’t had her own unbearably painful ones. it’s a substitute for healthy communication, and just leads to daisy burying her feelings even deeper.

#re: she said her story started here #meta: daisy.#meta.#anti lincoln campbell /#anti staticquake /#i was just re-watching and got sad :(#long post for ts #emotional abuse /#abuse /#depression /#like i get that i don't make a lot of effort to understand lincoln's pov on the matter and i admit that i don't remember a lot about him but #but this is purely about how this affects DAISY #i'm not saying he's out here believing she's a monster but ...... you have to think about who daisy is and what she's been through and how #that would impact how she perceives things #and what she hears from him in these moments

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itsjulesharper · 7 years ago

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Bonjour, amis! Before we start on this recap, there’s a few things I have to draw your attention to. It appears to me (correct me if I’m wrong) that Season 2 plays out over a few months. I mean, I don’t see any winter scenes/change of season, any person looking visibly older or any other indications of the massive passing of time. Cassel is slowly being poisoned, and Louis spent maybe 2 or 3 nights in the nunnery with William of Orange. Philippe and Liselotte are married and now they are pregnant…. so, a month or two of shagging, then minimum of eight weeks where the baby sprouts and no one knows until the piss prophet announces it. So, what irks me is twofold: 1) the Dutch War went on for years. Hell, just travelling from the front then back to Paris took weeks. But it appears that Louis and his guards have found some kind of time portal to whoosh them quickly back. Yes, I know showing every aspect of travel across the country is damn boring. But I would’ve liked to have seen a bit more indication of the time it took. Even just a brief mention in dialogue “you have been gone for months now, Sire…” blah blah. And 2) the Affair of the Poisons literally spanned decades. If you want to read more about La Voison (who I am assuming Agathe was based on) then check out this article. Or maybe just read Holly Tucker’s book). Decades. it was a major – MAJOR! – scandal, implicating some of the most well-known names in French nobility. And it did not start with Voison’s arrest, oh, no. There were other things happening that Louis knew about. So all those years have been crammed into these ten eps, and tbh I’m just a bit over the whole poisoning thing now.

So, back to the story. We have left Montespan with creepy Father Etienne, who by his looks alone, is most definitely Up To No Good. We open here, with Montespan telling him he is not what she expected. He reveals that he is Father Etienne: “the church may have rejected me, but they cannot take away my faith.” She wants to know if he can do what she says she wants, and Etienne goes on a bit of a speech about harnessing nature, and not going against the natural order etc and coming from anyone else, it would be a cautionary monologue. but from him it’s downright ominous, words that are meant to challenge what Montespan wants, to see if she really wants them. Playing the devil’s advocate. Montespan rises to the bait: “in his soul he desires me more than anything.” Etienne wants to know if Louis is deserving of her love, and Montespan declares calmly and firmly that she would sacrifice her life for him. Ah, that should not be necessary, replies Etienne and now we hear the faint cry of a baby from somewhere in the creepy underground tomb/rooms. Montespan goes to look, then finds the baby, touching its cheek with a soft “she’s perfect” and that is weird and so out of character for her. Etienne replies that the world has no place for her, so “it falls upon me to find her peace,” then utters a prayer and a sign of the cross on the baby’s forehead and miraculously it stops crying. Montespan looks at the baby and yeah, I think she knows what’s going to happen. Etienne moves off, telling her of the duties she must perform before the ritual, certain rites, and Montespan is suddenly panicking, heading for the door and declaring that she is not sure she is ready for this. Etienne is a bit shitty: “Do you think this is a market place? That I am some simple merchant? Do you think this is some take-it-or-leave-it service to be dabbled in?” Montespan is scared, you can see it, but Etienne convinces thus: “Devote you and I to his service and your wishes will be granted.” Swear to the Bible or leave her fate to the mercy of the prevailing wind. The choice is hers. One guess as to what she does.

Play glorious INTRO-OUTTRO.

We are in a salon, with music playing and courtiers gambling and mingling, Louis is happy. Philippe gambles with some dudes and Thomas, and look, Philippe is victorious once again. Louis watches from afar and Philippe gathers his winnings to leave. Thomas leaves with him and they have a bit of a giggle. Oh, look, there is creeper Chevalier, looking morose and emotional from behind a curtain, watching them both. To his credit he is dealing with A LOT of emotional shit – he knows nothing of Louis’ request for Philippe to spy on Thomas and has already observed them being chummy prior to this, which prompted the catfight. He has seen Philippe in bed with Liselotte, willingly shagging. I assume Philippe no longer comes to his bed anymore.

And he is obvs still processing the pregnancy announcement. So with all that, WHY is he still staying? Because of the money? Sure. But does he think being this horrible and creeper-ish will win Philippe back? Okay, so we know that Philippe does still love him, so why cannot Philippe TELL HIM THIS, to reassure him that he is first in his heart? SERIOUSLY, this is basic storytelling stuff. If a conflict can easily be solved with two characters sitting down and talking about it, then it is not a sustainable conflict. I know Philippe has a thing about admitting stuff to the Chevalier – we see that in Ep2 when he reluctantly says “I missed you a great deal.” It is all so unnecessary and would make the conflict so much greater if the Chevalier KNEW about Philippe’s secret spy role with Thomas, knew that Philippe had to do it because the king commanded him, and then had to fake being angry/upset/jealous (or maybe wouldn’t have to fake it much) and stand back to watch the love of his life actively seduce Thomas. Now THAT would be conflict. (okay, I ran with this idea, and you can see my alternate Philippe-spying-on-Thomas suggestion at the end of this recap).

So, anyway, back to Morose Chevalier watching Philippe and Thomas chat, and Philippe smiling and touching and all “we make quite a team.” As the Chevalier creeps off, Philippe says to Thomas, “I’d call that a handsome morning’s work,” then gives him a pouch of his winnings with a smile. Then he turns away and his face drops so we know it’s all just a charming sham, but of course, the Chevalier is not there to see that so he cannot know. Pleased Louis is pleased, smiling as they walk: “It’s a convincing charade.” To which Philippe replies: “it’s easier when my orders rule up with my hobbies.”

Louis: At any rate, he seems to be falling for your charms. Philippe: I’ve yet to meet a man who doesn’t. Louis: Make sure you have his trust. You can then chose a moment to abuse it. Philippe: (curtly) I must admit, I’m impressed, dear brother. You set a fine example on how to deny your passion in the service of your duty.

Then Philippe walks off and Louis is left with a little frown on his face. It seems to me that while Philippe would do anything Louis asks of him, this deliberate flirting and the subsequent pain he is causing the Chevalier is frustrating him. He is not pleased at all.

And now we are in Philippe’s rooms and the Chevalier is drinking and let us pause a moment to enjoy the furnishings before another argument will distract us. SO LOVELY. But now ominous music plays and the Chevalier is looking quite drunk/high/pained as he asks “where were you?�� (ffs, you KNOW where he was!) And ugh, Philippe is all, “what business is it of yours?” as if he isn’t only THE LOVE OF HIS FUCKING LIFE. Can he not seeeee? Why would he think the Chevalier would be totally fine with him flirting with another dude?

The Chevalier: You’re fucking him, aren’t you?

Oh. Just… no, honey.

Philippe: (tightly as he pulls a pouch from his coat) we devised a deft game of cheating at the card table. (tosses the pouch on the table) That hardly constitutes consummation!

The Chevalier looks so very tired and worn, his little “I see” not really convincing at all. “You can’t even deny it.”

…wat?

He walks slowly to Philippe, says “I want to know exactly what you’ve been up to.” Philippe replies, “you’re drunk,” but the Chevalier hurls the money pouch away, growls out “don’t patronise me!” and looks spoiling for a fight.

Philippe: There are bigger things going on here (the Chevalier dramatically rolls his eyes and stalks to the window). You have no idea what this is about. The Chevalier: (turns and yells) the whole fucking salon knows what’s going on. (pauses with a shaky breath) Do you have to rub my nose in it? Philippe: (turns away, clearly torn) It’s complicated. I can’t explain it right now. The Chevalier: (pulling out a musket, aims it at Philippe’s back) Maybe this will help you find the right words.

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WAT.

THE.

ACTUAL.

FUCK.

No. JUST NO. This is just….. I CANNOT. Gimme a moment…… *hyperventilates, dragging in deep breaths*

Right. Okay. Back to this scene.

we are all Philippe at this moment.

Philippe turns to see the musket pointed at him, looks angry and incredulous for a second then briefly nods and stretches out his arms. “You dare-” he whispers, “-threaten me?” The Chevalier lowers the gun, mumbles, “no…I have a much better idea.” And then…. OH THEN….. PUTS THE GUN TO HIS HEAD.

AAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH *RUNS INTO THE STREETS FLAILING*

Okay, dear readers, if you’ve been reading my recaps since the start, you KNOW how I feel about the way the Chevalier has been written for the show. How it is completely the opposite of how the historical Chevalier de Lorraine would have acted when presenting himself, when reacting to Philippe’s other lovers, when handling the jealousy and competition. This scene, this moment, is so far from what I know and love about the Chevalier that it is actually painful for me to watch. I am screaming “NOOOOOOOOO” at the screen, much the same as I did the first time I watched it. So. Much. Soap. I cannot see for all the melodrama.

*downs copious amounts of coffee*

Right. Back to the scene. The Chevalier holding a gun to his temple and looking as if his world has crumbled before him and Philippe standing there going, “you’re bluffing. Don’t even know how to load it properly” (okay, stop RIGHT THERE. The Chevalier is a fucking war hero, and even though they don’t show that in the show, he knows how to load a bloody musket. He is A CHEVALIER, which means he’s served in the army. Fucksake).

The Chevalier then smiles, a kind of sad-joyous-heartbroken smile as he looks at the gun and lowers it as Philippe ignores him and pours wine. Then he starts to blubber and says, ”do you really want to know how much I feel for you?” Philippe slowly looks at him as he continues. “Do you want to know what’s really in my heart? Let me show you.” And he cocks the gun, places it in is mouth. Philippe rushes over, wrestles for the gun and it goes off behind the Chevalier’s shoulder, taking out a gorgeous mirror on the wall. They struggle a bit, look a bit incredulous at each other, then Philippe throws the Chevalier to the floor where he curls up in a ball and whimpers. Philippe says tightly, “I don’t recognise you anymore. You stay away from me!” Then the guards burst in and see the Chevalier sobbing on the floor and Philippe standing, who says, “he missed,” then walks off, muttering, “the story of his life.”

Okay. I just cannot say anything more about that scene, except to say that Evan Williams is such a fabulous actor. I have absolutely NO issues with that whatsoever.

Marchal. Marchal will calm me.

*deeeeep breath* Now we are out in the gardens, thank Christ. This will be at least calming, right? uhhhh. non. We see a fox scampering about and apparently it’s such an unusual sight that the gardeners stop to watch, then race over to where it had been sniffing/nibbling the ground. Of course, the poor gardeners discover fresh dirt and a baby skull in it. Now we see Marchal on the case, looking further into the dirt, then commanding them to dig it all up. Poor man, can he not mourn in peace? First dragged back into Versailles because of the poison thing on request of the king, now some creepy baby killers that we know Creepy Etienne has a hand in.

So now we are with Louis in his small chapel room thingy, with Bossuet chanting and Louis on his knees in prayer. Bontemps enters and Louis is annoyed, but he insists the king comes with him, that Louvois awaits him in the council room. Apparently a messenger has just arrived from the Palatinate, Liselotte’s home. Oh, shit. This is not gonna be good. They are all in the council room, with a map before them as Louvois speaks.

Louvois: We have killed hundreds. Possibly more. Louis: And how many were soldiers? Louvois: (takes a breath) None, Sire. They were all unarmed civilians. Louis: (disbelieving) Our troops. Loyal professional Frenchmen have slaughtered innocent women and children. Louvois: They were out of control. Drunk. Rampaging. They looted. Butchered. Raped. They say the world has never witnessed such barbarity.

Louis is horrified, as well he should. He asks how it could have happened, that his general, Marcheral Turenne is a man of restraint. Louvois replies: “he claims, Sire, that he had his king’s blessing.” (remember Louis’ “do everything necessary?” to Luxembourg earlier?) Bontemps and Louvois both look troubled. “he’s lost all reason,” Louis says as he rips up the missive. “War has destroyed his mind. Eroded his judgement.” Louvois nods. “it would seem so, Sire.” The Elector Palatinate was their staunch ally, but now no more. He has joined William of Orange against them. Louis is speechless, sits slowly in his chair. “I must seek guidance from above,” he declares. “Ours is a god of wrath and we have angered him much already.” Bontemps wants to know if he is going to share the news with Liselotte. “She will find out soon enough,” replies Louis. “if she has not heard already.”

The camera is now on a letter in Liselotte’s lap, and slowly pans out to show her horrified expression gazing in the distance, eyes full of tears, while Philippe stands silently in the background. “What of your family?” he quietly asks. Some are unaccounted for but she has friends and cousins elsewhere. So they might have survived? “They say your forces killed everyone in sight,” Liselotte replies. “My country will never be the same again.” Philippe goes swiftly to her, says, “My brother’s actions have nothing to do with me.” Then he leans in, places a gentle kiss to her head and my heart breaks for Liselotte as she sits there in silence, tears streaming down her face. 😦 Philippe says, “I’m sorry,” and Liselotte finally looks up at him and says, “I am married to the family that has destroyed my people.” Philippe’s expression is a mix of sadness and anger.

*historical note. The sacking of the Palatinate was a black mark in history against the French. In Ruff’s Violence in Early Modern Europe, he writes: “ Perhaps the most devastating such desecration of our period took place in the Palatinate of western Germany, a natural area for staging attacks on France. To prevent such a use of the Palatinate, French troops under Marshal Turenne devastated the region in 1674, and the impending War of the League of Augsburg prompted Louis XIV of France to order devastation of the Palatinate again in the winter of 1688-80. This later act was one of systematic destruction, based on a map of target sites prepared by the war ministers, and the French destroyed many of the significant towns in the region, including Worms, Spier, Bingen and Oppenheim. In Mannheim, the capital of the Palatinate, the French not only destroyed the city but also executed citizens who returned to the ruins.”

The goblet again!!

Next scene and Philippe swiftly enters Louis’ rooms as he dines, declares, “Everybody out!” Bontemps splutters about conventions to be observed, but Philippe claps back with, “I don’t give a shit. Tell them to leave.” Bontemps, replies, his voice a little higher, “I don’t think that’s apt.” Philippe doesn’t care: “If you don’t, I will.” Bontemps is doggedly sticking to his guns but Philippe stares at Louis and says: “I have things to say that can only be heard both those who shared a bloody womb.” Louis casually drinks his wine (FROM THE GOBLET) as Philippe turns to the audience and yells, “Go on! GET OUT! Or do you defy your king’s brother?” and they all shuffle out as Louis gives Philippe a look, delicately pats his mouth with a serviette then tosses it to the plate.

“Must you live your entire life in a melodrama?”

BEST. LOUIS. LINE. EVA.

Philippe doesn’t care. “You are a monster. What you did in the Palatinate makes you no better than a common killer.” So very emotional and you can see it, hear it in Philippe’s voice. Louis gives him a look then starts on the whole, ‘every war includes regrettable casualties’ excuse but Philippe is angry at the mass slaughter of innocent people and justifiably so. (I cannot help but draw a parallel between this scene and today’s conflict in multiple countries). Louis says it was out of his control but emotional Philippe scoffs at that: “Of course. It is always someone else’s fault, isn’t it? You’ve never said sorry in your entire life.” (I am in two minds about this comment – Louis as absolute monarch would have not thought of apologising to anyone about anything. Yet this is his brother, and his brother is talking familiarly to him, like he always does. Philippe is allowed to overstep the boundaries of convention only because he is the king’s brother.) Louis declares that Turenne was acting on his own initiative, but Philippe is having none of it. It could not have happened without Louis’ consent, therefore they are as guilty as each other. Louis angrily gets to his feet and boy, is he pissed. He has a spy in his palace, his troops are in retreat and half of Europe is out to destroy him. Philippe grabs Louis’ flailing arm, declares slowly that he has blood on his hands. With a disgusted look, Louis yanks away and Philippe sadly nods, his voice close to tears. “Maybe that’s your true legacy,” he says. “You don’t want to be loved. You want to be feared.” Then he walks out, leaving a stunned Louis in his wake.

Night falls over the palace now and a storm is brewing, and Louis is in his rooms, at an alter and kneeling in prayer. The windows burst open, sending correspondence flying and Bossuet hurries over to close them. Louis wants to know why he is still being tortured. Bossuet cannot say. He is frustrated – he’s crushed all carnal thoughts, destroyed his enemies and yet STILL God is punishing him with the massacre. Bossuet offers the usual “to pray is the only solution, Sire,” and yeah, Louis does not like that answer one bit. But apparently all answers will come to him through God.

We are back in Marchal’s dungeon/office where he is piecing together the baby skeleton, and one of his men enters, offering up the skull of another baby. Marchal looks grim – this is a pattern.

Cut to the chapel and Marchal approaches Bossuet, asks him about Saint-Geneviève’s, the refuge for lost souls, where babies of whores are taken. Bossuet says there is no such place. Marchal asks how he can be so sure. “Because,” Bossuet replies, “I have authority over all France. That includes you.” Marchal looks unimpressed/meh, asks him about Father Etienne. Nup, don’t know him. Then as Marchal starts to leave, Bossuet replies, “Etienne… Guibourg?” Marchal waits. Bossuet adds: “If Guibourg is at large, you must stop him. Quickly.” *cue ominous music*

The Queen is at her toilette and Maintenon (formerly Scarron) enters with a smile. Oh, the Queen is asking her how she can become a better lover for her husband….. and Maintenon’s reply? “the profound love of wedlock can only come through God, Majesty.” OKAY THEN. But the queen wants to know more. How would Maintenon characterise her own marriage? “My late husband was very busy with his work. He was not one for… physical prowess.” The Queen is all ‘huh.’ and Maintenon adds, “although occasionally, my husband seemed to find me irresistible after I bathed in aromatic oils.”

*historical note: Paul Scarron was a poet and novelist and frequented salons in Paris, where he met Françoise d’Aubigné and married her at 17. He was 42. He was also crippled but details are unclear as to how – some accounts say he fell into icy water, some that he hid in swamp waters and others said it was the result of polio. Either way, he had a permanently twisted upper body and paralysed legs, so had to use a wheelchair and took opium for the pain. His salon was popular and frequented by the crème de la crème of Parisian writers and poets – Madame de Sévigné, Ninon de l’Enclos, Abbé de Choisy. He also supported The Fronde (and lost his pension because of a ranty anti-Mazarin pamphlet) and their marriage yielded no children. You can read more about him here. And with Maintenon here.

A mademoiselle Solange then walks into the room, a former friend of Montespan. The queen would like to compensate the girl for her loss, by becoming a friend of the queen. She wants her to spy on Montespan: the queen does not trust ‘that harlot’ to keep her distance and she will make her pay if she returns.

I just have to interject here and show off some lovely earrings. Aren’t they fab? Click on them to zoom in.

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the queen….

Solange….

and Agathe’s earrings

Back now with a worried-looking Montespan in Agathe’s place, who hands her a note. Montespan asks if reading it is all she has to do; Agathe says Guibourg will explain the rest. But Montespan is not comfortable going against the teachings of Rome. “The Church,” Agathe sighs. “The Church likes to believe there’s nothing of spiritual worth before Christ. They try to deny the ancient wisdom. They cannot ignore it. To doubt is natural.” She takes Montespan’s hand, a gentle gesture that still feels quite malevolent , then hands her two wrapped bottles. Montespan replies, “I will stop at nothing to secure the king’s love.” This pleases Agathe mucho and tells her Louis’ sweat is needed to seal the charm.

Suspicious Marchal is suspicious

Now in a salon, with merry music playing and courtiers mingling. Marchal prowls about (that word suits him so much… PROWL) and spots a couple doing not-so-subtle suspicious things. The woman walks across the room, deposits a book on a gaming table, Odile the maid saunters past and picks it up. Meanwhile, Marchal’s man says they cannot find Etienne, to which Marchal says to find Mathilde the whore. She will know. Off Marchal now charges, after Odile, who is hurrying through corridors. She runs into Marchal but there is no book and she stutters. Gaston suddenly appears.

Look at that lace! It better be French.

“Has Odile incurred your disapproval?” Ah, but Marchal is not having any of Gaston’s polite sly shit. He remarks on Gaston’s distinctive cloth of his coat. “I’ll give you the name of my tailor… if you can afford him,” is Gaston’s reply. Marchal smoothly ripostes: “I prefer a less tawdry cut.” Gaston doesn’t like that, coming back tightly with: “some of us were born to set fashions. Others to merely follow them.” He leaves with his servant and Marchal prowls about the corridors a bit more, finds the book on the floor and sees that a hole has been cut in the centre. He knows and I am happy because Gaston’s time will surely come.

Night time now and Montespan is hurrying through the palace in a hood, a determined look on her face. She sneaks into Louis’ bedroom via the secret door, watches as Bontemps leaves, then pulls a pillowcase from the bed. She quickly leaves, through a less-pleasant passage way and gives the pillowcase a deep sniff. Poor Montespan, she is really feeling the loss of Louis and the romantic in me thinks she misses the man, not the privileges or the doors he opened for her Then she sees a door quickly close and it is poor Solange, the one who the queen told to spy on Montespan. “Where you spying on me?” Montespan says unnecessarily. “I thought you were my friend!” And Solange shoots back with “everything I learned of treachery, I learned from you.” So Montespan grabs her, drags her back into the passageway and….. Okay, strangles her from behind.

Right.

I have no words. Instead, I offer up this pic. >>>>>

We are now in Marchal’s dungeon/office and Mathilde is all a-huff as she enters, saying “I ain’t done nothin’ wrong,” in a cute but totally-out-of-place OIlver-Twist-gutter-English accent. Marchal needs her help to find Creepy Etienne and she’s shocked because the dude is a saint with all the whores. Marchal does his persuasive “if you care about the safety of your child, tell me all you know”.

Back to Montespan at Agathe’s and the woman is doing some ritual with the pillowcase and telling her to rub stuff on her skin and drink stuff that of course will be totally okay and legit. Montespan again expresses doubts and Agathe plays the most terrible of mind games, saying “I would not have invested in your future if I did not believe in you. And you know in your heart, you’ve already taken that first step.”

Too emotional. Do not want.

Montespan starts to cry, saying “she was my friend,” and I do feel quite sad for her. The look on Agathe’s face is frankly “ugh. Shut UP with yer moaning.” Clearly, Montespan with her FEELINGS and DOUBT and HUMANITY is harshing Agathe’s buzz.

Solange’s body has been found, and two men carry her through the corridor and everyone mills about, gossiping in shocked whispers. Finally, a death without poison. Sophie is sad and moves off, the queen looks at Louis then follows. Louis whispers to Marchal: “I can feel my enemy’s breath on the back of my neck. Find them!” Bontemps looks to Marchal, Marchal looks away expressionless, but his mind is no doubt furiously working.

Louis is pissed. He kneels in his little prayer room, scoffing at the effigy of Jesus on the cross, mocking him. “Here I am before you. A sinner. Penitent. Do you hear me? Do you see me? You taunt me, is that it? I’m here for your amusement? Punish me if you must, but why should the people of France suffer for my sins?” Frustrated and angry, he paces, yelling about confronting his foes with God’s help, demanding it. Jesus on the cross stays silent as the ominous music swells.

We see Creepy Etienne exit his hobbit home in the woods with a bundle, mount his horse and leave, and yay! Marchal and his men are watching through the trees. To your horses, chaps!

Versailles at night again and Maintenon enters Louis’ little prayer room, to find him sat on the floor, looking drained and not looking at all King-like. He gave orders not to be disturbed, but apparently it’s okay to defy him because she came to pray. (such BAD protocol). What does she pray for? “For you,” she replies. He is a bit annoyed by that: “I am in no need of prayer.” Oh, but Maintenon disagrees. He needs it more than anyone because he carries everyone’s hopes, desires, dreams. But he is unimpressed. “I live a gilded life.” Montespan replies: “Bearing the heart of France is a terrible burden. You must be stronger than all of us.” And if he can’t find the strength, then God will help him. And now we see Louis starting to get to know her, a scene that would have played a lot more logically before he made her a Marquise. He asks how she finds her strength: she has lived a full life, has known sin and redemption, and has achieved inner peace. Louis laughs: he wishes it was so simple. Then she gets all pious and says he must confront his fear, confess his sins, blah blah. Unimpressed Louis yells at her but something is sapping the breath from him. Panic attack…..? Stress….? Maintenon tells him he’s a good man, that he isn’t alone…. and I has a bit of a cry as Louis does, resting his head in her lap as he weeps.

Poor Louis. 😦

Right. Back with Montespan, and she stands in a dark room with candles and a stone altar with a carved pentagram as Creepy Etienne chants Latin and four other caped dudes stand about. She agrees to “serve the Lord” and steps forward, removes her cape and lays on the stone, then parts her robe to leave her topless. A baby is brought in…. and now we see Marchal and his men galloping through the night, searching. They find stone archways… (the grounds of a church? Monastery?) and Marchal is off and running, sword fighting off one dude then another as his men follow. The baby is crying as Etienne is handed a knife, the blade descends and blood splashes Montespan…. but Marchal is suddenly there and Montespan legs it, Etienne holds out his hands in surrender and a guard swiftly takes the baby. The baby is only cut across the arm, Montespan grabs her clothes from another room and runs. The plan is thwarted.

*Historical note: So over the course of ten or so years, there were numerous poisonings and black masses rumoured to be held. Montespan was implicated in them, as was Olympe Mancini, comtesse de Soissons (former lover of Louis and sister of his first love Marie, and who left Paris before being named). It was said Montespan took part in these masses/orgies and babies were sacrificed over her naked body as she sprawled on a stone alter. She also was quite paranoid of losing Louis’ favour at court, which also meant all her friends and family would miss out, so over a period of time, she was adding a ‘love potion’ to the king’s food and drink. Poor Louis would get pains and headaches for no apparent reason and when he found out what she was doing and put a stop to it, they vanished. Guess it can’t be too good for the body to regularly ingest bits of ground up animal and plants.

So now we are back with Louis, waking in Maintenon’s lap. He says she helped him find his strength, but she counters with “you carry your responsibilities like a cross.” Louis is coming to the realisation that he is just a man – weak, fallible, a mortal man, and Maintenon encourages him to see, to hear, to feel. And to breathe. She places her hand on his chest and they take deep breaths together… and yep, there is the kiss. So much for the sanctity of marriage and all that. But I guess maybe they don’t think of kissing outside wedlock as a sin? Those crazy 17th century nobles. Maintenon slowly pulls back, she looks worried. Then Louis says, “my heart beats again,” and it is all good.

We see a wide green shot of Versailles, then we are in the Duc de Cassel’s rooms and he does not look at all good, coughing and stuff, and he finds a note. From Thomas to Sophie, obvs. He puts it back as she enters the room, asks if something is wrong because she cannot read his expression. “I’ve spent a lifetime perfecting that particular skill.” What is he thinking? “A wife,” he says, “should never ask her husband that question. The answer will always disappoint.” He puts out a hand to her and she visibly flinches, and damn, I am not happy that it is clear she’s expecting to be hit. But instead he strokes her hair then walks away. She is suspicious and it appears she thinks he’s found her letter. “You frighten me,” she admits. “Oh, I am not the one to fear,” he replies. “A girl like you should be more careful in her choice of lover.” She plays innocent but Cassel goes on: “never trust a man who presents more than one version of himself. Or one who writes stories for a living.” Damn, Cassel. That is some spot-on philosophical shit. Is it possible to enjoy such a horrible person?

Louis and Philippe now (FINALLY PHILIPPE!!), standing in one of Louis’ rooms, at the window.

Louis: You’re sure Thomas suspects nothing? Philippe: I have him eating from my perfumed palm. Louis: then you will tell him tonight that the king is arrogant, pig headed and paranoid. Philippe: Shouldn’t be too difficult. (Bontemps’ look LULZ) Louis: You will say I am losing my grip on reality, rejecting all reasonable advice and that you wish to leave Versailles for good. Philippe. Again, I think I can manage that. Louis: And then, you will tell him that the war is lost, that my men are cornered, like rats in a trap. We cannot hold onto Utrecht another day. We will withdraw all our forces after nightfall. Philippe: How can you be so sure this will work? Louis (smiles): Because I have seen the light.

gratuitous pretty-faced Philippe pic.

Then he turns and strides off, Philippe gives Bontemps a look, Bontemps leaves too and Philippe sighs and goes back to whatever is out the window.

Now, we all know that being so blatantly obvious in imparting information to a spy can only backfire. Just you wait.

Thomas is writing at his desk as Philippe creeps up and puts his hands over his eyes. “Is that the delicate touch of the duc de Cassel?” LULZ Thomas. So hilarious. Philippe says they need to go out and gamble and get drunk as he casually checks out all the papers on the desk. Thomas gets nervous and says it’s a play about the war he’s working on. Philippe nonchalantly lets drop that Louis is making a mess of the war, Thomas says he should be in the play and be the lead role. They have a bit of flirty banter as Philippe walks about, notices Thomas closing a folder. Philippe then drapes himself on Thomas’ bed, reading aloud the verses from the paper he still holds. Thomas casually lays beside him, says “try some more, this time with real feeling.” And his hand goes to Philippe’s breeches, pushing the coat aside. The look on Philippe’s face is a bit “ooookay then…” but he sinks down in the bed a bit and keeps reading, the paper in front of Thomas’ hands as Thomas continue to undo his breeches. Then Thomas smoothly straddles Philippe’s legs, and the camera pans up to Philippe’s face as his words falter and he groans a little and it is more than clear that Thomas is pleasuring him with his mouth.

Okay. I actually do not think this is that bad. Sure, I am feeling SO VERY BAD for the Chevalier. But historically, Philippe and the Chevalier had other lovers during the time they were together. Also – my alternate Philippe-spying-on-Thomas plot line at the end of this recap.

Now we are back with Louis, Marchal and Bossuet, and Louis is looking through the books they confiscated from Etienne. Bossuet says they deal in the devilish art of human sacrifice. “This unholy priest feels no remorse? No pity?” asks Louis. Marchal: “not yet.” (ahhhh, yessss!) Louis commands Marchal to extract the names of the village accomplices from him – one of them a woman – and show him “the full force of my justice.” This is what we love about Marchal – taking down names and getting shit done.

We are with Agathe now, and Montespan jump scares her, and the poor woman does not look good. Black mass rituals will do that to you. Also, she hasn’t had anything to eat, just some weirdo potion Agathe told her to drink before the baby-stabbing ritual. Then she sees the blood on her arms and frantically rubs at it, getting a bit hysterical, crying that she has sold her soul as Agathe tries to soothe her. What of Father Etienne, Agathe wants to know. Yeah, Marchal has him and what if he speaks? Agathe says he has never betrayed any of his followers…. and they hear footsteps, and just like that, Gaston walks in (DOES NOBODY KNOCK??) and says calmly, “Then he’s never met Monsieur Marchal.” Montespan looks all sad and forlorn and lost, wants to know what she should do now. “After the way the king has betrayed you,” Agathe says, “don’t tell me you do not seek justice.” Gaston gives a most excellent evildoer face and we all know what Agathe’s brand of justice means.

Next scene and we FINALLY see the Chevalier again, dozing at a window, then suddenly waking as a door closes and we hear a “until the next time,” from Thomas and damn, the Chevalier has a determined look on his face as he follows. YOU GO, HON! We see incognito Thomas in the village, passing over a note to a caped figure, then glances back to the Chevalier ducking into a doorway. Thomas whispers something in the man’s ear that sounds like “I’m being followed” then they split up and Thomas heads behind a wall. The Chevalier looks out, follows, ducks behind another wall, then draw out a …. wtf a dagger? (the man is a knight in the king’s army FFS. HE HAS A SWORD). He whirls to see a man in the distance, a hand goes to his shoulder, spins him about then punches him in the face.

<<<<<< And I am left here with THIS expression.

NO. I refuse to acknowledge this terrible travesty. I know it is within the character of show Chevalier but this is… Lord. An insult. A warrior, a man versed in battle, a decorated soldier who knows how to fence and shoot and ride… uselessly waving about his dagger as he is being beaten up then robbed – ROBBED AND STRIPPED – by a handful of villagers.

GET IN THE BIN.

Oh, thank CHRIST we are back at Versailles now, with a view of the fountain in the morning. Can we have just some bit of sense, pleeeeeease? oh…… We see a pair of bloodied feet shuffling along the corridor, some coughing, someone being a bit startled…. it is the Chevalier returned, beaten and bloody as he opens the door to a dressed Philippe reading a book. His first words? “Look what you’ve done to me now.”

OH what the F—

Philippe is astonished as the Chevalier gets out, “compliments of your new lover,” and slams the door. Yes, it was Thomas although he didn’t see his face, because the Chevalier was following him. The first thing he does is grab the mirror (ahhh, that is amusing) and shuffles over to the desk to survey the damage. Philippe is all ‘whyyyy?” to which the Chevalier tightly answers, “ because I wanted to discuss the weather over armagnac and macaroons, what do you think?” Philippe silently kneels before him, pours water and then gently pushes back the Chevalier’s hair, dabs a cloth into the water to wipe away the blood. The Chevalier screeches and grabs the cloth: “you’re making it worse.” And the look Philippe gives him… Kind of shitty but also just taking it.

Philippe: Why won’t you let me help you? The Chevalier: Because this is all your fault! (slams the cloth down and rises) I’ll go ahead right now, kill him this time. Philippe (grabs his arm) You can’t! The Chevalier: I have my honour to think of. And so should you! Philippe (sounding worried) : You mustn’t cause him any more trouble. We have to leave him alone. The Chevalier: Why?! Philippe: Trust me. It’s important! The Chevalier: Trust you? Seriously?

Then Philippe kind of leans in, but the Chevalier slaps his hands away with a “get your hands off me!” And then… NOOOOOO Philippe, with tears in his eyes, says, “I love you!” and the Chevalier’s face freezes, stunned, but then Philippe ruins the potentially awesome “ILY TOO!” moment by adding, “but Thomas has to be left alone. We both… need to show a brave face. Can you do that? For me?” And the Chevalier briefly closes his eyes, looking all sad and bloody and UGH I need to give him a big hug because CONFLICT SO MUCH. He silently rolls his eyes then says quietly, “run me a bath,” and shuffles off and Philippe is left look all massive cry-eyes puppy dog sad.

*SOBS*

Me? Asking for forgiveness?!

Okay, now we are outside, Louis standing under a massive fancy canopy as he watches Maintenon stare broodily into the lake, then she turns and sees him and comes over. She seems preoccupied but it is nothing. He invites her to sit down (armless chair AHHHHH) and of course it’s not nothing because she now proceeds to tell him it is definitely something. About the Princess Palatine. Okay, Louis’ expression means he was most def. not expecting that. Liselotte has been in mourning and Maintenon is sure it is an oversight because a few words from him would ease Liselotte’s pain. Louis looks a bit irritated, then says she’s right, that he will express his deepest regrets but damn it does not sound as if he really wants to do that at all. Oh, yeah, Maintenon is not impressed and Louis can see that. Maintenon has something else in mind: asking her forgiveness. (insert SHOCKED LOUIS face here). “Confession is not the same as apology,” she adds. He leans in, strokes her face (for anyone and everyone to see, I might add!) says, “why can’t my priest be more like you?” then ….

OMG he KISSES HER! What on EARTH is the queen gonna say when she hears about it?? Montespan is subdued: he wants to know if he frightens her. Oh, no. “Only myself.”

The scene fades out, and then fades in to a teary Liselotte seated in her rooms, Louis standing as he says, “I want to show my appreciation and respect. You are a model of humility. And restraint. You have fulfilled your duty as my brother’s wife under trying circumstances…” He steps to her as she remains silent, a hand on her shoulder and I see they are using a particular filming technique. Liselotte’s face is clear and in shot, we see her entire expression and the tears on her cheeks, see her lips tremble. It is Louis out of focus, standing behind her, talking. It brings the viewer’s eye squarely to the most important person in frame – Liselotte. We have to see her pain and her upset. We acknowledge Louis only by his voice not his figure, so it is his words that matter, that speak for him. Louis continues: “and now you must feel great distress after what has happened in your country.” Liselotte still remains turned away from him as tears fall, says, “is that supposed to be an apology?” and now the camera goes to Louis’ face. “Obviously, I would let you return home were you not carrying my brother’s child.” Liselotte finally turns to look at him and now we also see Philippe in the room, out of focus and in the background. Liselotte replies: “my child will grow up in a family of murderers. I came here to discover a new life. Of joy. Of liberty.”

The camera cuts to Philippe and there are his sad puppy eyes again 😦 Liselotte rises, continues: “I am now your captive. You have complete ownership of me. I am at your mercy.” And she stretches her arms a little, palms up in supplication, and Louis is a little shocked, I think. A little taken aback. Then he sighs, says “I am sorry.” Then turns and walks from the room.

We are at nighttime now, and Bontemps is getting into bed, beside Louis’ bed. We see Louis trying to sleep, but he has visions of a blood-red pentagram and the priests around the stone altar, some creepy words and the baby sacrifice. Which is weird because Louis did not see this first hand. Then he wakes, thinks for a bit: something is troubling him. Bontemps swiftly gets up. “What ails you, Sire?” And next we see him striding into his little prayer room with Bontemps behind, where they meet Bishop Bossuet and Marchal, who hands him the book that Father Etienne had. Louis flicks through the pages, then finds a picture of a minotaur and the labyrinth. “I drew this in my own blood,” Louis says. “And now I recall where I saw it first.”

We see a flashback to Louis’ tarot reading, the Agathe turning the cards to reveal the same picture. “And now the Labyrinth returns to haunt me,” Louis finishes as Marchal silently looks at him. “The tarot sorceress may be part of this heresy too,” Louis tells him. They both look ominously at each other, flint jawed and serious, then Louis gives him a slight nod. Marchal leaves and Louis turns to the crucifix, gives the tiniest of smiles, a brief nod and makes the sign of the cross before he strides out.

We are in Marchal’s dungeons now, and a beaten up Etienne is stretched out on a cross a-fixed to a turning wheel, much like roulette. His soul is immortal, apparently. “Is that so?” Marchal drawls, not at all impressed, and wants to know who else is behind ‘this abomination.’ Etienne will not give it up and a few torturous moments on the slow spinning wheel are had, until he mumbles… “Claudine.” Oh, shit, he is baiting Marchal. “…so soft to the touch,” Etienne whispers. Marchal is expressionless as he turns away and Etienne keeps on his creepy pained whispering: “She cried for your help, you know. As she died. Like a lamb to the slaughter.” Marchal sloooowly turns back around. “it was gratifying,” Creepy Etienne keeps whispering. “taking her life force. For one so… so sweet…” and then suddenly Marchal goes all rage face and lunges forward with a yell and stabs Creepy Etienne in the belly. Yes, it is gross… not overtly bloody but we see Etienne’s face and his expression and it creeps me out.. And yes, Marchal keeps stabbing him in a rage, and Etienne is already well and truly dead. But it feels like that was Etienne’s intention, to rile up Marchal to get him to kill him. Marchal is breathless, leans on the hilt of the knife still buried in the now-totally-dead priest, then with a gasp he turns, casually yanking the blade out as he goes.

End of episode!

And now the BONUS….

So, I mentioned an alternate Philippe Spying On Thomas plot line. We have Louis needing Philippe’s help to spy on Thomas the traitor. Philippe has massive reservations but says yes. So the Chevalier sees Philippe and Thomas getting chummy in the salons and is understandably heartbroken, but when he confronts him in his rooms, he is so very cool and collected. Glacial. The Chevalier: If you want me gone, I would just appreciate the direct approach. Philippe: What are you talking about? The Chevalier (casually drinking wine): Your little lapdog… Toby? Thierry? Philippe: It is Thomas and you know it. The Chevalier: Oh, oui. Him. (waves a dismissive finger) Well, if you do insist on trading down, then I shall take my leave. (makes a mocking bow, barely covering his hurt with a cold demeanour) With Monsieur’s permission, of course. Philippe: (watches in silence for a moment) It is not what you think. It is… (clearly struggling) complicated. The Chevalier (crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow): You know you are terrible at keeping secrets. Tell me.

So then after some coaxing (maybe even of the sexual variety because the Chevalier is not above using sex as a weapon), Philippe tells the Chevalier that Louis has commanded him, that Thomas is a spy and he has to get him on side so Philippe can spy on the spy. The Chevalier laughs, then realises Philippe is deadly serious and they discuss it, finally agreeing to do Louis’ bidding. And now the Chevalier has MAJOR CONFLICT because he has just given his stamp of approval for his lover to cozy up to another guy, to touch him, to flirt and stuff. Maybe even shag him. All in the name of loyalty and for the good of the country. And he has to reconcile with that, because his heart is torn. He loves Philippe and quietly rages inside because no one else can touch what is his. But knows how much Philippe needs Louis’ approval and how much this means, with Louis putting his trust in his brother and asking him for help. This is a Huge Deal in Philippe’s mind. So the Chevalier has to sit back, endure the gossip, the snide comments from his enemies who are suddenly seeing him publicly fall from Philippe’s favour. Worse, he has to see his lover with a traitor, in order to give Philippe what he needs… the approval and trust of Louis.

Merci for reading ❤

Versailles S2, Ep9 – The one with the sacrificing Bonjour, amis! Before we start on this recap, there’s a few things I have to draw your attention to.

#17th century #Alexander Vlahos #anna brewster #Elisa Lasowski #Evan Williams #France #George Blagden #Louis XIV #maddison jaizani #Philippe d&039;Orleans #Pip Torrens #Stuart Bowman #Tygh Runyan #Versailles #Versailles reviews #Versailles tv series #William of Orange

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Emme Lentino Releases a Chart Topping Single about Love called 'Lost and found'

Rising Star, Auckland-based international singer/songwriter Emme Lentino announces her new EP, ‘LOVE’ releasing Feb 1st 2019.

A follow up to Emme’s ‘The Oxygen Collection’ album which received international airplay, LOVE is both a passionate and emotional testament to love, hope and faith. The first single from LOVE, “Lost and Found” was co-written with Siedah Garrett who also co-wrote Michael Jackson’s “Man In The Mirror”.

Emme Lentino is a singer-songwriter who creates Pop Rock, Soul and Americana music. Originally from Oregon, Emme has spent time in Seattle, New York and California before settling in New Zealand.

Her songs have been featured in a variety of daytime television shows such as ABC’s One Life to Live and All My Children. While performing in a successful off-Broadway production, she collaborated with DJ/producer Vasili Gavre, where they composed, recorded and performed a song that was included in the Victoria’s Secret national BIOFIT campaign.

In January this year, Emme was thrilled to be invited to perform at The Tamworth Country Music Festival in Australia. 2019-2020 will bring more exciting news with shows, new music and some special projects.

Artist: Emme Lentino New Release: Lost and found

Genre: Pop/ Alternative

Located in: New Zealand

Love makes for an essentially inspired subject on this new single by Emme Lentino. We are enjoying celebrating two hearts in love as this song brings back those feelings when you feel freshly discovered and understood by a new heart. This is a brand new release and it’s just in time for Summer when those summer romances carry us away. https://open.spotify.com/track/6M5cldin0xVnoTeK6tlZVZ?si=A5cN91zfSYSjgcZ3HacKPA

Back in her home country of USA, Emme recorded LOVE in Los Angeles with a new and exciting creative unit put together by Michael Hanuman. LOVE was recorded at the iconic Nightbird Studios and Plyrz Studio (Jim Scott’s Studio) with bassist/producer Dan Antunovich (Kitaro) and guitarist, songwriter, composer and producer Michael “Fish" Herring (Christina Aguilera, Mariah Carey). Keyboardist Ric’key Pageot (Madonna, Cher) and drummer Nick Gaffaney (Dimmer, Goldenhorse, Cairo Knife Fight) completed the talented dream team.

“Where would we be without love? It’s an emotion we crave, we feel deeply and we miss when we can’t have it - seemed the perfect thing to write about. I have loved and I’ve lost. But it’s never stopped the core of me from doing what I do best - loving.” - Emme Lentino

LINKS: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0HPcvISFDi6wb76iacWXMe?si=Uv61qqYRQkyTNDAkPkAuBA https://twitter.com/EmmeLentino https://www.facebook.com/emmelentino https://www.instagram.com/emmelentino

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soihere · 7 years ago

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Daniel Caesar

Publishing Date: 6/11/17

“ Through the highs and lows in his polarizing journey for love, the young Torontian R&B singer finds an appreciation for all that has been, but also in himself a future for the things to be. ”

Amidst the notorious “Trap’n’B” style of Toronto, overdosed in the saturated and hedonistic regrets of every other contemporary R&B artist, Daniel Caesar is our “violet in the god damn sun” and “sunshine in the rain when it’s pouring”. Where “modern medicines” numb and elucidate escape, Caesar alleviates our common pain with music from and for the soul, gifting visceral insights that speak for things unspoken, filling hope and faith to heal what’s been broken. In his past works, gospel influences enhanced his vocals in evidently working out to make his sharpest tool in his shed. But in this album, it’s finally taking center stage as he opens the curtain to his heart and self, fighting in a constant love-hate relationship to break away but needing it still to hold on - as the same story goes with love. And so it starts:

Gentle rumbles of light scrape the darkness on its sides, as the vibrations wave past by from behind with echoes shortly after, in pursuit. Round and round they come and go, until a shadow settles as everything warps into it - a vague figure of clarity. The start from one trance to another, the drums conduct a sway that carves space out for a voice so sweet as it is coarse, guiding you not only up and down the peaks and pits of pitch, but also the emotional states that become recurring destinations in his exploration of the intricacies being in love. However, with each visit they become places less and less familiar than the previous. Within the enclave of his (relatively) strict upbringing, the notion of good and evil - right and wrong - is one that’s discrete and arguably absolute. Where by in his previous works it has always been an aspect addressed, in this album however it’s a sentiment challenged and echoed throughout. As he calls back upon his religous background as a vessel for him to hold onto, he ventures out of it. And with the lucid spread of gospel music on the forefront of the album, there are also sounds and instruments that bring a more “modern presence” to Caesar’s soulful croons and “cries that can be heard from far and wide”. In creating this gray complex of contradiction (of both moral and emotional) where the two (ie right and wrong) turn into either one or none, Caesar becomes both the victim and the perpretator - wounded and guilty by his shortcomings, and in despair and bliss from his vices. Starting with his single track “Get You”, Caesar displays his almost ridiculous talent to turn blood into wine as he sings in aching falsettos a heartfelt ballad about having everything he needs “in between those thighs”. And past the climatic falsettos, the track fades down into a sun-silked white screen, as two lovers trade honeymoon hyperboles in a duet for the “morning-after” sequel. The stark contrast in the tone and mood between the two tracks should act as a disclaimer to the dynamic nature of the remaining album. But if anything, it’s an exercise of self-conflict and contradiction that Caesar embraces with conviction - perhaps too whole heartedly, for better or worse. From having “pussy so good it sets me on fire” to passive-aggresive denial ( “Who do you think you are, some kind of celebrity? Just wait and see”), mood swings can occur as fast as a breath to Caesar, that being braggadocious is as fickle as wallowing desperation. So much so that one track comes into the illusion of being two (ie “Hold Me Down”). But to our benefit, it’s to his strength that neither tracks necessarily come at the expense of any emotional intensity. In the interpolation of gospel classic “Hold Me Now” by Kirk Franklin, within just half a song he’s able to produce one of the most soul-twisting moments in the album. With the harp-like ring of the guitar, the sheer simplicity and strength of the vocals wrap a thick ambience that resonates a profound yet intangible deepness close to the soul, melting it away. Likewise with the confessional-gloom of “Loose”, whereby a humming organ and his trembling voice is able to create such a charismatic mist that at this point, we could all probably use a bit of gospel in our lives. Face to face with their foil tracks however, the contrast is used to be indicative of much more than the intensity within each of the periodic moods. Moreover, it’s symbolic of the duality exisiting within him that eventually tears himself apart in this conflict of identity. He tumbles over the layers upon layers that wrap up who he is, leaving behind the spills of what’s been kept inside all along, manifested into this album as one big Freudian slip if you will. In his own words, the album is “the arc - from the inception to the death - of the most intense relationship of my(his) life”. And in true Freudian fashion, he lays it all down. But the way in which he does is agruably the most cinematic of a conceptual album yet. With emotions and a story that resonates close but woven so poetically from one scene to the next, each track becomes both a prerequisite and a shadow of the last and next. Although his magnetic voice is a binding force in this album in its ability to capture and set the mood instantly, it‘s the segues that come in the form of film reels, interrupted demos, or even chords progressions, that provide a much needed constant through one track and the next.

[ Reminiscing the “Best Part” and asking his girl to “Hold Me Down”, only to submit into the thought of cutting her “Loose”, agreeing that “We Find Love” and how he is and has been “Blessed”, now needing to find someone else to “Take Me Away” so that he can “Transform” into somebody new… but it’s all really just Freudian. ]

Take “Transgressors Song” for example. It starts with the ominous and pure vocals of “Hold Me Down”, holding you in the same prying and regretful state of mind, only to realise when catching yourself singing out the lyrics, the actually passive-agressive tone of the song. But by reminiscing on remnants of the past, using them as steps to build on, each climb then becomes all that much more meaningful, as it sets to not only be a humbling reminder of how far he has(we’ve) come in this journey, but more importantly how much he’s grown.

And with all that’s said and heard, the album finally reaches it’s summative apex with the two tracks from the “We Find Love” EP, making the rest of the album pretty much secondary. Honing in on a reborn strength, he finds a warming solace within the boldness and depth of the piano. A hatred and passion to love, and be loved. “Yes I’m a mess but I’m blessed to be stuck with you”. With it’s bittersweet optimism in all of it’s gospel-goodness, alongside the heart-wrenching sorrow of any classic RnB ballad,the two tracks together drink like poisoned wine and encapsulates Caesar at his best - as he is. But sadly so, all that is left past the apex is the inevitable and forthcoming disappointment of false and failed anticipation. At first, it’s a pitiful tragedy that’s sincere, personal and almost too hard to bare. But after driving past what should’ve been the wise ball of light that leaves the album elevating reckless minds and souls, it tires out into a self-loathing monologue that then only becomes simply too hard to bare to care. As each track leans back and forth into yearning melancholy, to later bounce off into self-deluded confessions, the distinction between the two dissolves into a single stream of consciousness - one that only comes unconsciously to both the listener and Caesar himself. And it’s from this honesty in expression that makes ‘Freudian’ more than just a mere narration of what is known, but rather the journey stringing together what is felt. Whether you find it “funny how heaven and hell are the same”, or climbing up to try and find love in the sky that’s bright as it is empty - “We find love, we get up / We fall down we give up”. And with all of it’s intro and retrospect, maybe instead of finding the one, all we really need is just a bit of faith - faith, in ourselves.

7.5/10

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Ep 5 - Your Purpose: You’re Here for a Reason!

Do you continuously struggle to find your path in life? Do you feel anxiety when making significant decisions? Wouldn’t it be amazing, if all of your choices, we’re easier to make? If you had clarity on which commitments, which paths, would be best for you? Wouldn’t it be amazing if life seemed to fall into place? What if I told you, that you could have this clarity? Listen, as I share with you, the steps to identify, and put to use, your Life Purpose, which will provide you with direction, and guidance, as you navigate this amazing adventure of life!!

We’re each born with a life purpose. Identifying, acknowledging, and honoring, your purpose, is perhaps the most important step that successful people take. They take the time to understand what they’re here to do. Then they pursue that purpose with passion and enthusiasm.

What were you put on this earth to do? In working with Jack Canfield, I’ve discovered my meaning, my true purpose in life. I’ve discovered how to inject purpose and passion in every activity I undertake. And, I’ve discovered how purpose can make everything more fun and more fulfilling.

I want you to experience the power of this inner guidance system. I want you to have this clarity in your life. I want you to see how the proper paths, and decisions, become obvious, when your purpose is clear.

March 4th Workshop

Jack Canfield, best-selling author, has taught me the tools, perspectives, and attitudes, that have allowed me to transform my life. And I'm now working directly with Jack, to learn how to teach others, how to find their true happiness!

On Saturday, March 4th, in Marina del Rey, California, I’m hosting an exciting, and value-packed workshop, in which I will share what I've learned, and we learn more together! Join me for this fun, festive, insightful event, which will include proven techniques, and practices, that have propelled so many people to great success, and the accomplishment of their dreams!

You'll learn how to identify and define, your mission in life! You'll learn how to create goals that align with your mission! You'll learn how to manifest those goals, in a way that will clarify the actions necessary to reach those goals! You'll learn how to tackle the roadblocks standing in your way! And you'll have a great time in the process! Be prepared to learn, grow, and dance your butt off!! Yes, there will be dancing! Don’t know how to dance, no problem! No experience necessary. So reserve your spot today, so we can learn, laugh, and celebrate together!! :-)

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Seating is limited, so reserve your spot today!!

The Power of Purpose

Without a purpose in life, it’s easy to get side-tracked on your life’s journey. It’s easy to wander and drift. But, with a purpose, everything seems to fall in place. To be on purpose, means you’re doing what you love to do, doing what you’re good at, and accomplishing what's most important to you. When you are truly on purpose, the people, resources, and opportunities, you need, will naturally gravitate toward you. The world benefits too. Because you act in alignment with your true purpose. All of your actions will serve others.

Life Purpose Statements

A Life Purpose Statement, also known as a Mission Statement, is a concise description, of your life’s purpose.

For example, here’s mine: My mission is to use my love and creativity, to inspire and empower, those that I encounter, to live full and meaningful lives, by sharing lessons learned, tools for self-improvement, and life-changing perspectives.

I do this by working directly with Jack Canfield, and other inspirational leaders, to continually learn and refine, my skills and abilities. Which, in turn, enables me to have a powerful, positive, impact on people, through my podcast, workshops, and coaching.

Here are a few Life Purpose statements, of a few people who have become self-made millionaires, through fulfillment of their life purpose.

To inspire and empower people to achieve their destiny. - Robert Allen (Co-author of the One Minute Millionaire)

To uplift humanity’s consciousness through business. - DC Cordova (Co-founder of the Accelerated Business School)

To use my gifts of intelligence, charisma, and serial optimism to cultivate the self-worth and net-worth of women around the world. - Amanda Steinberg (Founder of DailyWorth.com)

To be a teacher. And to be known for inspiring my students to be more than they thought they could be. - Oprah Winfrey (Founder of OWN, The Oprah Winfrey Network)

Once you know your life purpose you can organize all of your activities around it. Everything you do should be an expression of your purpose. If an activity doesn’t align with your life purpose, you wouldn’t work on it. Period.

What’s the Why Behind Everything You Do?

Without purpose as the compass to guide you. Your goals and action plan, may not ultimately fulfill you. You don’t want to climb the ladder, only to find you had it leaning against the wrong wall.

Your Inner Guidance System is Your Joy

It is the soul’s duty to be loyal to its own desires. It must abandon itself to its master, passion. Dame Rebecca West (Best Selling Author)

You were born with an inner guidance system, that tells you know when you are on, or off, purpose, by the amount of joy, you are experiencing. The things that bring you the greatest joy, are in alignment with your purpose

Here’s an exercise to help you to hone in on your purpose:

Make a list of the times that you felt the most joyful and alive. What are the common elements of these experiences? Can you find a way to make a living doing these things?

So, I went through this process. When did I feel the most alive?

Well, a few of those times were during dance performances (Hip Hop years ago, then Hustle, and more recently Salsa performances). Teaching dance to people. Especially, people who were new to dance, because I felt like I was helping them to discover a new social outlet! Other times I felt alive, were times when I did some public speaking. Although, I may have been nervous beforehand, it always felt good to be in front of people, sharing an interesting story or perspective.

My conclusion, my mission is to be an inspirational, transformational leader! My purpose is to help people to learn, grow, and feel amazing about themselves!! What I’m doing right now, and in my workshops, and in my coaching, is what I am here to do!!! :-)

Pat Williams

Pat Williams is the senior vice president of the NBA’s Orlando Magic Basketball Team. He’s also written more than 70 books, and he is a professional speaker. When interviewed about what he considers to be the greatest secret of success, Pat replied, “figure out what you love to do, as young as you can, and then organize your life, figuring-out how to make a living at it”. For young Pat, it was sports, more specifically baseball. When his father took him to his first baseball game in Philadelphia, he fell in love with the game. He learned to read, by reading the sports section of the New York Times. He knew he wanted to have a career in sports when he grew-up. He devoted almost every waking moment to it. He collected baseball cards, played sports, and wrote a sports column for his school newspaper. Pat went on to have a career in the front office of the Philadelphia Phillies Baseball Team. Then he went on, to Philadelphia 76er’s Basketball Team. When the NBA considered granting an expansion team franchise to Orlando, Pat was there to lead the fight. Pat has enjoyed 50+ years doing what he loves. Once you’re clear about what brings you the most joy, you will have a major insight into your life purpose.

Now, I’d like to introduce you to a simple, yet powerful way to create a statement summarizing your Life Purpose.

The Life Purpose Exercise

There are many ways to approach defining your Purpose. This process, recommended by Jack Canfield, was actually originated by Arnold M. Patent, spiritual coach and author of “You Can Have it All”. His most recent book is titled “The Journey”.

List 2 of your unique personal qualities, such as “enthusiasm and creativity”

List 1 or 2 ways, you enjoy expressing those qualities, when interacting with others, such as “to support” and “to inspire”.

Assume the world is perfect right now. What does this world look like? How is everyone interacting with everyone else? What does it feel like? Write your response in the present tense. Describe the perfect world as you see it, and feel it. Remember, the perfect world is a fun place to be. For example, “everyone is freely expressing their own unique talents” or “everyone is working in harmony”, or “everyone is expressing love”.

Combine the results from the previous 3 steps into a single statement, for example, “My purpose is to use my creativity and enthusiasm, to support and inspire others to freely express themselves, in a loving and harmonious way”.

Here are some examples, from some of my coaching clients, and some of Jack Canfield’s coaching clients:

To use my humor, creativity and knowledge to inspire, uplift and empower people in recovery to stay sober. - Recovery Coach and Author

To inspire and empower small business owners to systemize for easier revenue generation. - Small Business Consultant and Author

To inspire people to have faith in themselves, and believe in their natural genius. - Educator

To use my love and nurturing, to raise healthy prosperous children, who make a difference in the world. - Full-time Homemaker

To create a world in which people are living ecologically sustainable, and spiritually fulfilling lives. - Environmentalist and Social Activist

My Story

I’d like to share with you, that I was not always clear on my Life Purpose. I’ve always known that I’ve enjoyed dance, and I enjoy inspiring and motivating people. But, there were several thoughts that prevented me from acknowledging this.

“Work should be work”. In other words, work should be hard, and treacherous. For some reason, I used to believe that work could not be completely enjoyable. I think this thought was a result of my environment. When I was young, being raised in a small Texas town, I didn’t see many people excited and passionate about their career. In the area that I grew up in, it seemed that most people were just doing a job to pay bills. I now know, that life is full of choices! And, that we can all live abundantly while pursuing our passions.

The second thought pattern that I heard people express, years ago, in this small Texas town, was if you do what you love, as a profession, you will burn-out, on what you love. Maybe. Maybe not. You may continue to find joy in pursuing your passion. And, if your passion changes, make the necessary adjustments. After all, what’s the alternative, to pursue work that you actually don’t enjoy? Uh, not me. I know that I have so much more energy, to get things done, and more creativity, to solve problems, when I pursue work that I love. And, if I stop loving it so much, I start studying something new. Years ago, while working in technology, I became bored with the projects that I was working on. I decided to study a new, dynamic, engaging technology. I was so excited about it, that I would sometimes wake-up in the middle of the night to read more about it. At that time, I had no use for this technology at my job. However, I built Applications to demonstrate what could be done with this new technology. I organized presentations to present my creations. I invited people from many different departments. Not knowing if they would show-up. But, they did. At one point, my supervisor advised me to drop my endeavors. He commented that while we (the company) are cutting-edge, we’re not bleeding edge. I continued with my efforts. A little more quietly, but I knew I was onto to something big. So, I continued. It wasn’t long before a re-organization of the company took place, and I no longer had to report to my overly cautious supervisor. And, it wasn’t long after that, that I used my new skills to build a revolutionary 30-foot wide interactive video wall. A wall that several other technologists told me could not be built. A wall that earned me a patent, because it was a first of it’s kind. A wall used by Steven Spielberg, Roland Emmerich, Brad Pitt, Will Smith, and many other icons in the Movie Industry. A wall that other Motion Pictures companies wanted, even offered a million dollars for. And, at this point, where was my ex-supervisor, at another company, calling me to see if I would grant him and his company a demonstration.

I spent a great amount of time studying the new technology, and putting it into practice. I did this with the optimistic spirit of knowing it would somehow shape my career, and take it in the direction that I wanted it to go. Even years later, when all development, was outsourced (all Developers were let go), they couldn’t let the creator of their magnificent video wall go, so yours truly was promoted into Management.

For one reason or another, many of us, create excuses for not following, what we’re truly passionate about. I’m living proof that following your passion pays off!! I challenge you to let go of your limiting beliefs, identify your passion, and let your passion guide your life.

Trivia

Last show’s question:

Years ago, a woman, sold books door-to-door while her husband served in the military. When her husband returned from duty, the couple divorced. The woman was left with three children, at a time when divorce wasn’t acceptable. The woman was frustrated when passed over for a promotion because of her gender. So, she and her second husband planned a business. One month prior to launch her husband died. With a $5,000 investment from her oldest son, this woman launched a cosmetics business. Despite these challenges, the woman’s company reported a 2014 revenue as over $3.5 billion. Who was this woman?

And the winning answer…

...was submitted by Caleb Carrington, who correctly guessed “Mary Kay Ash, the founder of Mary Kay Cosmetics”!! Congratulations, Caleb!!

Today’s trivia question:

What famous person, does the following Mission Statement belong to? “To inspire and empower people and organizations to achieve their highest vision in a context of love and joy.”

Send your answer from the Web Site, TheLifeIDeserve.com. From the Web Site, you can leave voicemail or email. Just click on the “Contact” tab.

To summarize today’s trivia question:

What famous person, does the following Mission Statement belong to? “To inspire and empower people and organizations to achieve their highest vision in a context of love and joy.”

Go to TheLifeIDeserve.com, to submit your answer.

The winner will receive 2 complimentary tickets to The Life I Deserve, 3-Hour Workshop, in Marina del Rey, California, on March 4th. You can TheLifeIDeserve.com/workshop for more information.

Questions, Comments, Compliments

I want to remind you, that “The LIfe I Deserve” is here for you! Let me know how I can help you. What topics would you like to hear more about? What goals do you have, for your health, wealth, and happiness? Reach out to me! Visit TheLifeIDeserve.com. And send me email or voicemail. From the Web Site, click on the “Contact” tab. You’ll see a button, there, that will allow you to record voicemail. Or, if you’d rather leave email, just fill-in the form, just below the voicemail button.

I really want to hear from you!! And, yes, I do mean you! Reach out! Let me know what’s on your mind. Maybe you have an inspirational story, or thought, that you’d like to share. Just go to TheLifeIDeserve.com, and then click on the Contact tab.

Well, that’s going to do it, for today’s show. I hope you found this episode valuable! Like I mentioned earlier, my mission is to use my love and creativity, to inspire and empower, those that I encounter, to live full and meaningful lives, by sharing lessons learned, tools for self-improvement, and life-changing perspectives. Subscribe to the Podcast, so we can take this journey together. If you have your Mission Statement defined, please send it to me. I would love to read it! And, if you don’t have one yet, take a moment, create one, and let it guide your future! :-)

Thanks again, for listening to the “The Life I Deserve”. This Podcast was designed for you! Designed to enhance your health, grow your wealth, and fill your life, with happiness!! Visit TheLifeIDeserve.com, and send me voicemail, or email. Let me know something about you. What inspires you? How can I help you? Do you have a suggestion for the show? Let me know. And, if you just happen to love the show, please post a review on iTunes! :-)

Thanks, again! Love you all!! Until next time… goodbye.

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theavengingmusicjournalist · 8 years ago

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Support Syrian refugee’s with the power of art by donating to Mercy Corps this Tuesday @ 8:30, The Inkwell

All interviews done over text message or social media messaging

Write ups will be published as they are written

Gregory Dube

“For me writing is less about making a name for myself but effecting a positive change in the hearts and the minds of those who read or hear my words,” said 28-year-old Gregory Dube an artist, writer, philosopher and friend.

Dube says that art is the bridge between souls and the more we consciously travrse the distances between them, the more well rounded and compassionate we are. With that being as it may, Dube wants to be what closes that gap. He himself, by reading at this event, is to help build a more compassionate humanity.

“Considering the cause,” said Dube, in regards to the event’s support for Syrian refugees, “[building compassion and humanity] is very much needed in this time.”

The writer goes on by saying that there is nothing more that gravitates him to this event than his own life, which is enveloped by all the lives in proximity to his own, including the known and unknown. His manifested destiny—desire—is for our species as a whole become more considerate and kind towards one another.

Greg, thank you for the beauty and eloquence you have brought to not only my life, but The Inkwell. It is a great privilege and honor to have discussed the world, its treasures, humans, and all the unknowns we and our universe possess.

Teenage Halloween (Luke Hendriks)

Politics are a huge aspect of Tuesday’s show, whether we say it or not. We aren’t going to shy away from what is important, and that is helping our Syrian refugees. “It is incredibly important to us to be playing this show,” said Luke Hendriks, guitarist and vocalist of Teenage Halloween, “because through all of the political warfare, even going on in classrooms, the truth is, we are leaning towards fascism.”

The voice of Hendrik’s stretches to the ears of many when they say how hard it is for them to watch people drown in their privilege and act as if nothing is going on. “This is incredibly serious, our country does not support LGBTQI+ and POC individuals. Syrian refugees escaping hardships of their land are being banished by a land that was hypocritically build on “liberty and freedom,” while we just stole land from indigenious people,” said the activist.

Hendriks calls this bigotry at its finest.

Teenage Halloween’s upcoming record will definitely envelop politics and songs about identity. The musical gypsy says, the only thing we can do as artists in this time of regression is fight with music, force and words. Hendriks adds, “We want to take our feelings of passion toward identity, mental health, and freedom to the next level with this release.”

Hendriks, tells me they are coming on by to The Inkwell for their performance straight from a gig with Jake Ewald from Modern Baseball’s band Slaughter Beach, Dog in Ramapo for a 12am set. Teenage will rock n’roll with a three-piece acoustic set, from the original eight, with Brandon Hakim, sax player, Brian DeSeno, drummer, and Hendriks himself, guitarist and vocalist.

“Hakim, Brian, and I are doing a stripped down, mic-less set of sax, acoustic guitar, and a snare drum with a blanket,” said Hendriks.

The audience should expect their to be a lot of discussion about themes behind the music that makes Teenage a huge part of who they are as artists. “Definitely expect the unexpected because we are totally winging it!” Said an honest Hendriks.

In terms of the other acts, Hendriks says that it is great to be able to play with everyone. They said, “…everyone on this bill has been very special to me personally, these folks are what keep the scene on the shore going. They turned a desolate, non-existent music community (for a few years) into something very special.”

Hendriks said he has seen Frank Lombardi play at a house show with Pinegrove and has played with Avery Mandeville on a few different ocassions, saying her songs are super relatable and personal. Halogens, Alex Fabio, Jake Newcomb, and Freddie Koechlin are people who, Hendriks says, have kept the DIY punk ethic going, that they are awesome folks who obviously, deeply, care for their community.

Hendriks, and every band I have ever seen him play in, has always stressed the importance of staying authentic and true. Discussing Teenage’s growing presence, like their feature the band had on a Little Elephant, Hendriks said, “Even though it may seem large, I try not to look at the quantity of an event, they continuing on, “I think that as a band, we have tried to stay a positive force, and wherever that has gotten us, that is the reason behind it.”

The band tries to be a sort of voice for those who want to get involved. If you follow Teenage Halloween, you can see this as true, always inclusive and diverse at mind and heart, the sounds, voices, actions, and shows the musicians stitch so carefully together, are sewn with much thoughtfullness, heart, and the truest displayal of self honesty, embracing other humans. If anyone read on about Gregory Dube, a poet reading at Tuesday’s event, he says that this is what we need more of in our humankind, he too uses his art to embrace, and be that sort of voice for the people himself.

Halogens (Zach Henry)

Zach Henry of Halogens, vocalist and guitarist, the 22-year-old from Wall Township said, “We [Halogens] hopes to bring out a lot of people and raise money for a wonderful cause, and hopefully to make some new fans as well.”

Henry says he is proud of Mark Embrey for organizing such a great event. “We haven’t played a show like this before,” says Henry, “we plan on performing stripped down versions of all our songs, which we haven’t done before.”

The artist says the crowd can additionally anticipate a few covers the band expects the crowd will have a really solid reaction too.

Friends of performers of the night, Zach said, “I’m ecstatic to be able to perform with Freddie, Jake, and Alex, particularly because it’s their band’s first show and I know how excited they are.” Henry also adds that having only played with Teenage Halloween a few times, it’s always great to perform with with bands you don’t normally have the chance to.

The Jersey Rock Band of the Week on 95.9 The Wrat this past January, also came out with a split EP with local musician Staten, made of Justin Fernandez Dec. 2, 2016. Support and check it out on either the Halogen’s bandcamp and, or, Staten’s bandcamp.

Asking Henry what music means to him, he responded, “Music, specifically writing music, means a lot to me because it provides an outlet for me to express the things I am currently feeling in a way that can (hopefully) allow people to relate.”

You have certainly done a fine job of this, Zach. I have heard many side conversations at shows, on WMCX 88.9, and at the very famous houses we know so well about how Halogens are either the bees knees, how Halogen’s are a sticker in every basement show venue around, and I have certainly heard, “Zach from Halogens take your shirt off,” more times than I have fingers. I’m stoked to see you, dude! Let’s rock n’roll.

Frank Lombardi

“I offer up that up not as a form of self-flattery, but rather as a sort of preemptive apology, in that the years have a way of generating a deep-seated cynicism and doubt in both, a) human-beings’ ability to change and b) one’s own ability to affect that change,” said 29-year-old Frank Lombardi, a well-known folk artist from Ocean Township, in explaining his slight to significant age difference to those in attendance of Tuesday’s show.

However, Lombardi does not fail to hold an abiding and deep appreciation for those who continue to hold ideals and persistence in creating a better and more just world, even in the harshest of obstacles and as they understand it.

Lombardi is a passionate soul and whether he likes it or not. He has certainly made a change in my life because he gets it. As a musician, artist, as a human being he understands the truth that many do not. He does not fluff up this world with bullshit and glamor, he educates, philosophizes, and shares in conversation and in his music about what is difficult to hear, and, still, calmly influence in his life, but are the people listening? Lombardi has a way of transcending an energy that, although maybe cynical, is still positive (to me), and I believe will come off so, because he has once hoped for humanity’s ability to make change and one’s own ability to affect it—he has a lot of love and care in him.

“My excitement for this show rests with its potential to restore my faith in fellow human beings, even if only temporarily,” said the finger picking machine.

Lombardi says this as he praises any positive collective response to the xenophobic demography that has, as of late, been thrown around in great reckless abandonment.

In discussing the meaning of art in such political catastrophe, Lombardi said that he believes music and art has the power to change and challenge cultural perceptions. Nevertheless, he adds, “At the end of the day, [music and art] does not subsitute for real power and direct action.”

“What can art ultimately achieve?” Asks the folk musician. He responds by saying that art can surreptitiously and effectively articulate the artist’s message to those who do not share the same opinion; if done right art can inspire those predisposed to your message; and, if even for a minute, allow people to forget about their problems.

“I think art has the undeniable ability to make life, in all of its imperfection, worth living,” said Lombardi.

America Part Two (Alex!Freddie!Jake!)

Alex Fabio, Freddie Koechlin, and Jake Newcomb, friends for years, in bands and performing together since their early teens, have started the beginnings of a new band named America Part Two. Tuesday night will be their debut performance as a band.

Fabio and Koechlin featured together in the DIY band, On Your Marks, which they started at the tender ages of 14-years-old and 15-years-old with Phillip McGarry. In the midst of collaborating and playing together, in 2013, members of On Your Marks and the band, Cross Town Train birthed The Mayflower Collective, a DIY media and entertainment group thst releases music from the likes of A Will Away, Have a Good Season, Save Face, My Heart My Anchor, and Head North.

“What garnered the decision to be in a band together was friendship, past musical experience, and the strength of our collective vibes,” said the band.

America Part Two says it feels amazing to be playing a show that brings up such important discussion, and we’re proud to have friends who are so culturally aware and active in fighting for the good of the world.

The bandmates live together and have been jamming out for years. Koechlin once told me the importance of his music in the fighting against political imposters like our president. He discussed how all of his own cultural awareness would all go into the music.

“All forms of expression should be powerful,” said Koechlin, “If art doesn’t convey emotion or doesn’t take a stance, is it art at all?”

Koechlin continues by adding that art is for people to perceive. He says that it is a vehicle to provoke thought. “What makes a powerful idea is the passionate artist. It’s the vibration inside us that needs to get out. We need to scream and slam our guitars,” says Koechlin.

Passion certainly embellishes the group as a whole and as individuals. Having said this, everyone should heavily anticipate the music and art that shall be delivered by America Part Two.

Having seen the coming and going of many musical groups, America Part Two describes bands as a collective consciousness that takes on its own life and death cycle. As a group of musicians they live together as a collective soul for the duration of that cycle to then die as a collective soul when that time comes.

“Thank you for having faith in us,” says the band, “that means the world.”

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