#SHE’S ALIVE!!!! SHE’S ALIIIIVE!!
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💚🎃Green Is Definitely Your Color🎃💚
Stan Pines x AFAB!Reader Explicit | 2.8k words Tags: Gender-Neutral Reader, Reader wears a dress, Halloween Costumes, Trick-or-Treating, Sexual Roleplay, Cunnilingus, Praise Kink, Voice Kink, Stan is a Leg Man, Body Worship, Marking Kink, Reader Plays Bride of Frankenstein
In which body paint and Stan's mouth save the day (but ruin a perfectly good costume).
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Author's Note: Originally posted 2020 on AO3, but I wanted to give it a proper tumblr post. I'm very proud of this one except I didn't know how to end it and it shows lol
Thankfully, there are only a few things you and your boyfriend don’t see eye-to-eye on. Stan takes his coffee black (old habit from the days of shoddy motels and a life on the run), while your own brew of choice is iced (lasts longer and doesn’t get cold since it already is). He thinks it’s perfectly reasonable to scare a baby every now and then, and proceed to laugh in their pudgy little tear-streaked face. You? You told him he’d be the one bawling if you ever caught him pulling that in your periphery again.
Tonight, though? Tonight is the perfect example of just how good you two are together. Because tonight, you weren’t scaring babies. Tonight, on Halloween, you were scaring kids. And that was worlds apart from wreaking havoc in the grocery store, which happened the majority of the remaining 363 days of the year.
Sure, Stan always goes all-out for his beloved Summerween, but October 31st is when his freak flag really flies. It makes sense-- Fall brings less tourists than usual, and shorter daylight hours means fewer parents letting their kids come out to the woods to trick or treat, making every opportunity for a scare count.
With the Mystery Shack trading its typical kitsch for spooky ephemera-- fully decked out in giant spiderwebs, ghoulish figures, and angry jack-o-lanterns-- it’ll truly be a dramatic sight to behold.
But, for all the elaborate planning, special effects to make the eyes pop out of his skull and the bolts on his neck to spark and smoke, Stan still manages to miss a few spots needing body paint.
“Alright, alright, I think y’got it,” Franken-Stan fake-grumbles up at you from his seat in front of the full-length mirror.
“Will you relax? You’re gonna sweat, and I’ll have to do your makeup all over again,” you scold, though your painted lips curl into a fond grin despite yourself.
Though the kids will start coming any minute, you’re set on completing the finishing touches, if for no other reason than to keep Stan from further grumbling later.
… And most certainly not because you also love the opportunity to dote, holding him close in ways he’d otherwise be too shy about. Not at all.
“Are you going to wear your glasses?” You ask, getting his ears nice and green with the sponge brush.
He gives it some thought. “As much as it hurts the spook factor, I can’t really scare anybody if I fall on my face.”
Another, final once-over at your work and you’re satisfied, stepping back and raising your arms in the air triumphantly to steal yourself for your best mad-scientist cackle. “My creation! It’s aliiiive!”
Stan laughs, quickly standing and caging you with his arms against the wall. “Damn right. Alive as ever.”
You shoo both him and the remark away, looking over your white “dress” (old sheet) to check for any green that may have made its way onto your costume. “I thought you were in a hurry, hmm? There’s no time for a touch-up. Now, be a good ‘husband’ and carry the train.”
Stan’s eyes roll as he lifts the gown, following your lead downstairs. “Yes, honey.”
Trying very carefully not to trip, Stan helps you down the stairs. “I still think it’s dumb that The Bride of Frankenstein doesn’t get a name, though. Sure, she’s in it for all of three minutes, but she gets the movie named after her and doesn’t even get a line?”
“Nah, she just screams,” Stan laughs, dropping your dress as you meet the front door. “Like it hurts to exist.” He swings the door open and the both of you speak in unison.
“She gets it.”
You share a small laughing fit at that, making your way outside into the crisp autumn air, giddy to begin the festivities. A few to last-minute adjustments and tech checks, and The Shack will be ready.
“Seriously though-- why can’t she be, like, Victoria or something?”
Over by the skeleton crawling out from under the porch, Stan snorts. “Victoria? Why?”
You shrug. “Why not?”
“Touche.”
It’s finally the tail-end of the second hour, and you’re in position behind the semi-trapdoor mechanism on the porch, hidden behind a dark and stormy castle standee. You’re high on the energy so far, after making some kids scream-squeal in delight. Although, you did manage to terrify a toddler on accident without even trying-- the poor thing burst into tears at the mere sight of you walking out normally from the porch.
Maybe it was the semi-realistic stitches on your flesh? Who knows. All that’s clear is you felt awful, but Stan was very clearly amused-- and jealous, you’d wager.
But now that it’s past bedtime for most little ones, it’s time to up the ante with some added special effects-- and the fast-approaching gaggle of baby teens seem to be the first that’ll enjoy them.
Always on top of it, Stan lets out a Frankenstein-like groan, marching further from the end of the porch, arms raised in cheesy classic style. The kids stop in their tracks as he clears his throat roughly to give the spiel he’s practiced all night, an extra ~spooky~ lilt to his otherwise mostly-normal voice:
“Foolish humans! You daaaare demand gifts, when your hubris created me from cursed flesh, and your hatred ensured my demise?!” He’s truly in his element as his neck bolts flicker for emphasis, making most of the middle schoolers jump and gasp.
The one at the front of the pack though, doesn’t budge, instead holding their pumpkin bucket out with an overall look of disinterest. “Yeah, duh. Trick-or-treat, old man. Hand over the candy.”
“Rude little shit,” you frown, not even needing to see Stan’s face to know he’s going to enjoy this particular scare very much.
“Hold it, kid, ” Stan sneers, continuing his introduction, “if you want anything good to eat, you’ll need to ask the most blood-curdling-- ”
You flip the switch for the fog machine, and bellows of grey creep in around the Shack--
“--The most SPINE-TINGLING, repulsive monster of us all--!”
You quickly step on the nearby button, and lightning flashes across the house as thunder sounds--
“ --MY WIFE! ”
At his signal, your spring forward, eyes crazed as a horrendous banshee screech leaves your throat and white tendrils wave in the wind.
The rude kid screams-- and while Stan bursts out laughing and you smile evilly, you miss them reflexively reach into their bucket, pull something out, and chuck it right at you before scampering away.
With a dull thud, the projectile lands on your head with a muffled thud, sending you off balance and toppling off the platform in a second. You hear Stan’s barks at the hoodlum, but soon he’s up the porch at your side, just as surprised as you are.
“The hell-- you alright, babe?”
Stan helps you up as you glance around for the offending object that’s left your head and the arm that broke your fall aching. “I-- what the fuck was that?!”
A large, off-white sphere rolls along a groove in the deck, moved by your shifted weight. It hits the edge of your shoe, and you pick it up to find it’s…
A popcorn ball.
A really fucking heavy, rock-hard popcorn ball.
With a splotch of white from your forehead smeared across it.
Stan’s bursts out laughing, though he doesn’t let his supposedly helpful grip on your waist go. “Who the hell gave that thing out?? They must’ve been saving it for last century-- ”
It’s funny. Like, really funny. Comedy freaking gold.
But your head hurts and you fell, and shit, your wig’s messed up…
Your own laughter breaks suddenly, and before you even know it you’re tearing up.
Franken-Stan blanches the soon as it hits him. “H-hey, sweetheart, I’m sorry-- are you alright?”
The comforting hands on your shoulder, the concern in his voice breaks the dam, tears spilling out despite your mind knowing better, and wanting to continue laughing it off like you should-- like you want to.
“I’m fine Stan, I’m fine, I-- I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying, I really don’t,” you laugh, dabbing at your eyes with a bandage-covered hand. “That was too perfect.”
“Don’t apologize, that kid’s an asshole.”
“An asshole with a hell of a pitch,” You laugh, finally meeting Stan’s eye.
“Wanna go inside? It’s gettin’ late anyway,”
“No! No, are you kidding? We just got started with the lightning! I’m fine, I promise--”
He raise an eyebrow skeptically.
“Really, I am. I’m the most horrifying creature of them all, right?”
“Hah! Sure are, sweet thing, sure are.”
“Then let’s get back to scaring. I’ll be ready to duck this time.” You laugh, elbowing Stan before getting back into place, and Stan follows.
11:27pm
There hasn’t been a kid in nearly 30 minutes, and with another hour under your belt, the pair of you are content to turn in for the night for some movies and the Halloween goodie bags left behind by scared trick-or-treaters.
Flopping down on the bed, your tired body practically sings. “Goddd, that kid really got me good.” The hands on your face muffle your words, but Stan gets the idea.
Taking pity on you, he pulls up the nearby chair and starts unlacing one of your boots for you. “Happens in the line of duty sometimes. Shoulda seen what one fairy princess threw at me one year-- actually, I don’t even wanna know what it was.” He jokes(?), tossing the shoe aside and beginning on the other.
“Knocked me down at the top of my game…” you mutter, twiddling with the end of a splayed-out strip of your garment.
“Hey,” Stan drops the other boot to the floor with a thud, quickly peeling off the striped sock that lay underneath. “Don’t forget, you scared the absolute shit out of that brat.”
You let out a hum, then chuckle. “Triggered his fight and flight.”
"Exactly,” he replies definitely, sling-shotting the second sock in the air. It lands on your chest, but you quickly toss it over to nowhere in particular.
“I don’t know if I can even get back up. Just let me die here,” you groan, only half-joking as the strenuous activities of the day catch up to you. “I’ll be a corpse for next Halloween.”
“Well, yer already halfway there in that getup,” Stan shrugs off the jacket of his costume and lets it fall on the chair. A glance across your form reminds him of the “bolts” attached to his neck, which he peels off with a wince. “And I’m not far behind ya.”
“I’ll be lucky if I look this good when I’m dead,” you laugh, adjusting to get more comfortable and fully prepared to just pass out, wig and all.
Stan’s eye catches on the bare skin of your leg that’s revealed when you shift, the stark white of your gown falling to the side as it bends at the knee and the other still hangs off the bed uselessly. He hums, appreciative of the sensual view of you before him: limbs draped out, black eye makeup smudged...
Your eyes fly open at the feeling of Stan’s large hand on your knee, and you’re met with a familiar mischievous grin on Stan’s still-green face. “Mmm, you’re already bewitching, babe.”
That look always manages to send a pang through your gut. “Oh, stop it…”
This wasn’t exactly how you’d imagined the night ending, but don’t mind all that much if it’s headed where you think it’s headed.
“‘M serious,” Stan chuckles. “Yer right about The Bride too… never appreciated enough,” His thumb rubs a circle on the soft flesh on the inside of your knee, and you can’t help but sigh at the nice pressure.
Your stomach nearly flips when he slides to his own knees, grip moving down your calf and lifting your leg to place a playful kiss to your ankle. His name falls from your lips in a whine, equal parts warning and pleading, for exactly what you can’t decide. You’re answered nonetheless by another peck just above the previous, then another with the slightest bit of teeth that makes you gasp and prop up onto your elbows.
The sight is absolutely ridiculous -- Frankenstein’s monster himself between your legs, smiling dumbly as he nips at the neglected one before he pushes excessive fabric up and off to reveal more of your form. “Stan, we-- oh my god--”
It’s when he pulls you forward on the bed that you see it: the splotches of deep green coloring the trail Stan is continuing up your thigh with a knowing look.
You laugh at first, starting to push him away so you can properly remove your dress, but he tuts, gripping your hips instead and curling an arm around your thigh, slinging it over his shoulder with an in-character groan: "You go nowhere.
You’re torn between teasing him about the fact that he’s really roleplaying as fucking Frankenstein right now, and the shudder that rolls through you as Stan noses your center through the cotton, saying: “Mine .”
“Oh,” is all you manage to say when his mouth meets between your thighs, teasing your folds through the fabric with a brazen tongue. You let yourself go then, leaning into the anticipation as after a moment Stan tugs the garment down and off, though it catches on your foot and is left dangling there uselessly.
“You’ll be screamin’ for me, don’t you worry,” he says, breath ghosting over your core before fully tucking in.
There’s no energy left in you to scream, but the needy whimpers and moans that escape as he ushers you up towards pleasure are melodic, a siren song that urges Stan to keep delving into your cunt, to hold your thighs open with a possessive grip.
“F-fuck,” you cry, reaching down and threading your fingers through his mop of black-sprayed hair between your legs. He groans mid-lap at your clit, and you gasp as his hands join in on the ministrations, caressing and petting from your hips to your stomach.
It’s when he starts sucking that you start to really writhe, tugging roughly at his locks to push him deeper. He slurps your arousal right up, the sound mortifying yet helping thrust you closer to the fast-approaching peak.
“C’mon, honey,” Stan says, thumb maintaining a rhythm on your clit. “Come for me, darling.”
The foreign pet name does it, sending a rolling orgasm that hits you in waves, crying out Stan’s name and other sweet nothings before going limp.
After a moment he sits back, more than proud as he wipes his mouth and watches you twitch and moan through the lingering pulses.
“Wow-- what was that all about?” You manage to pant out, made curious again as Stan stands suddenly, walking over to the mirror on the far-side of the room.
“Check it out,” he says, bringing the mirror to the edge of the bed and leaning against it with a self-satisfied grin.
Sitting up, your reflection stares back at you, wide-eyed and glowing-- with a prominent mess of green smeared along your skin, practically outlining each and every touch that made you come undone. A few complete hand prints are even visible, on the backs of your knees, on your hip-- even a comically clear outline against the stark white of your covered chest.
Your face burns hot as you can’t help but laugh in disbelief, both at what you see and the unexpected thrill of it; it’s delightful, and silly, and sexy, and overall just an image you think won’t leave your head for a while.
Stan chuckles at your reaction, pleased. “S’a good look on ya-- damn near electrifyin’ , some might say.”
“Come here,” you ask, arms out to beckon him forward. He does, and you don’t miss the prominent bulge in his trousers as he walks over.
Pulling him down by his shirt, you lock him into an appreciative kiss, raking your nails across his scalp and practically pulling him on top of you to continue the makeout, bed size be damned.
Needing air, you finally break away, glancing back at the mirror to see green now decorating your mouth and cheeks. “You’d missed a spot,” you inform Stan, pointing to the new addition to your face.
He hums, ducking down to nip at your neck and clavicle, painting them just the same. “Could think of a few more spots needin’ a touch-up,” he growls, rolling his hips.
Snaking your hand into the band of his pants, Stan lets out another groan at your touch and when you say lightly into his ear:
“Looks like you could use some white with that green, hmm?”
Happy Spooky Season!! 🎃💚🎃
[Masterlist]
dividers by @strangergraphics and @firefly-graphics
#my writing#stan pines x reader#grunkle stan x reader#stanley pines x reader#stan pines#grunkle stan#stanley pines#gravity falls reader insert#gravity falls
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A little sneak peak of the first episode chapter of TOWL:
Victor: Steady now…just a little more..
Henry: Careful, Victor, careful…
Victor: And if I connect these two here…HAHA, YES!! IT’S ALIVE!! IT’S ALIIIIVE!!!
William: Well done, fa-ahem, Victor.
Victor: Thank you William, it was well done, wasn’t it?
Laura: Is the toaster finally fixed?
Victor: Good as new!
Dracula: Good, now don’t try to perform surgery on the toast again.
Carmilla: Oh come now father, let the men play with their little toys.
Victor: Keep that up and you won’t be getting your blood jam.
Lucy: *looking out the window* Uh oh, Poe alert.
Edgar: *coming into the kitchen* Do you lot want to explain to me why there’s dismembered limbs out on the lawn?
Erik: For once I had nothing to do with that, sir.
Hyde: He’s right, that was all me. 😈Lucy had a little trouble with a client so the gents and I decided to settle the dispute ourselves.
Lucy: Also you might not want to look in Erik’s room, it’s a bloody mess.
Carmilla: Ooh not a bad pun, Harris.
Dracula: Don’t worry, Edgar, it’ll be clean by the end of the week before the new tenant comes.
Edgar: ….Excuse me??
Henry: The new tenant comes on Saturday, doesn’t she? It’ll all be clean by then.
Edgar: Tomorrow is Saturday!
Dracula: …No it’s not.
Edgar: What is today?
Dracula: Friday. *beat* Oh bloody hell.
Laura: No wonder Dorian left to his blasted beach house yesterday!
Carmilla: That bastard…😑
Edgar: Miss Cushing will be here to move in in 18 hours. You had better have the entire building cleaned top to bottom by then.
#towl#tales of walpole lane#nerd talks#fanfiction#fanfic#victor frankenstein#henry jekyll#the creature#william#laura hollis#dracula#carmilla karnstein#edgar allen poe#phantom of the opera
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DuPont School for Monstrous Youths- Nino Lahiffe
He’s ALIIIIVE! Nino’s here! As always, thanks to @imsparky2002 and @artzychic27!
Species: Stein Monster
Appearance/Attire: Tall and lanky, Dark Green Skin, Lichtenberg scars on neck and hands, Metal stitches all over his skin, electrodes in his neck, heterochromic eyes, one grey and one brown, black hair with white lightning streak. White baseball cap, black lab coat jacket with lightning decals, baggy white t-shirt, electric green cargo pants, white sneakers with bolt decals.
Bio: Jolted to life by a strike of lightning, Nino is a friendly and outgoing guy with energy to go around! President of the student council, he loves his job of showing around new students and making them feel welcome! He’s also a passionate scientist/DJ, using his experiments to make his tunes really groove! He’s everyone’s buddy, but he’s especially close to Adrien, who he guides through monster interactions. He’s crazy about his girlfriend Alya, always up to give her phone a zap of charge when she needs it. He also has a bit of a problem with losing his limbs.
Quotes:
“That puts a jolt in my bolts!”
"Why do people act like being scared of fire is something unique to us Steins?! It's fire! Fire is very bad!"
"Alya, Babe, you may be a ghost, but you make me feel so ALIVE!"
"You guys wanna hear the new mix I spun up? It's totally voltage!"
"If Gabriel thinks I'm gonna stay back and watch him keep messing with my bro’s life, he’s in for a shock!”
“Dude, I’m gonna have to be frank with you a second!”
Nino is one fine stein! Leave thoughts in the comments and reblogs!
#miraculous ladybug#ml au#school for monster#monster high au#Nino lahiffe#frankenstein's monster#frankie stein
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She's kicked back on one of those fancy, overstuffed Xavier couches--shoes off, of course. Her legs dangle over the side, and she's propped comfortably on a pillow, gazing at the ceiling. A battered, paperback copy of Murder Ballads--one from Booker's library decades ago--is in her hands.
All at once, she lets out a "fuck," tossing the book onto her stomach. It lands with a little flop and rustle of cover and paper.
"I just remembered James Horner is dead."
The swear has Hank glancing up from his own book - a rather tattered but well loved copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, gifted to him by Logan a good many moons ago - and blinking at Tess. He would ask what's wrong, but he knows her answer will be forthcoming.
Tess isn't the type to misuse her swears, after all. Deploy them in a cluster pattern for maximum efficiency, or with the deadly efficacy of a long range tactical nuclear device, absolutely, but misuse? Not usually.
Then she speaks, and his face falls, too. He brings his book down and taps at the spine, thinking for a moment before sliding his bookmark into place and leaning over to take her hand and squeeze in a way that's the kind of intimate only best friends can manage.
"Have I ever told you the story of when I decided I wanted to be a scientist? I was . . . eight years old, at the time. My father brought home a copy of Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan on VHS, because that was in the time period when VHS was actually dominant media and not merely an artefact of the before times. I was absolutely enraptured from moment one. The opening narration arrested me - in the 23rd century. I was in. And then, Main Title."
"Enterprise Clears Moorings!"
"Kirk's Explosive Reply!"
"Incredible track after incredible track, set to the single best Star Trek story ever told. William Shatner's single best acting performance, achieved only through sheer bloody persistence by director Nicholas Meyer. A performance of the original Spock by Leonard Nimoy that was good enough that it made him want to return to the role! But. More than anything else, it was the quiet scene in the middle of the film."
"Kirk has nearly been killed by a son he had almost forgotten he had, who is so very much like him, and yet not. Has just seen a man die, pointlessly. He believes he's been marooned on a moon, buried alive, buried aliiiive . . . he lets out a primal scream of agony. He's near the end of his rope, and then, Doctor Carol Marcus appears."
"The entire film is about . . . life, death, birth, rebirth, age, youth, revenge, letting go. And she and Kirk have this incredible conversation. I've never forgotten it, in the twenty nine years that have come since I first heard it."
He puts on his best subdued, mature William Shatner.
"'I did what you wanted. I stayed away . . . why didn't you tell him?'"
And then he shifts his voice. He can't do Bibi Besch, but he can replicate the tones of her voice, the exact moment he fell in love with what science was, with what it could achieve, with what it represented.
"'How can you ask me that? Were we together? Were we going to be? You had your world and I had mine. And I wanted him in mine, not chasing through the universe with his father. ... Actually, he's a lot like you. In many ways . . . please, tell me what you're feeling.'"
Switch back to his Shatner. It's - passable.
"'There's a man out there I haven't seen in fifteen years, who's trying to kill me. You show me a son that'd be happy to help him. My son. My life that could have been ... and wasn't. And what am I feeling? ...Old. ...Worn out.'"
There's a certain mistiness to his eyes. He clearly holds this moment very dear to his heart. These are the words. This was the moment.
"'Let me show you something ...that'll make you feel young, as when the world was new.'"
There's an uncharacteristic crack on the word young.
". . . And then she takes him by the hand, and they walk into the Genesis Cave. The hollowed out interior of an asteroid, turned into a veritable Garden of Eden. Paradise. 'You did all this in a day?' 'The matrix formed in a day. The lifeforms grew later at a ... substantially accelerated rate.' And Carol has this look of absolute pride, and honour, and accomplishment on her face.
Can I cook or can't I?"
"That, was the exact moment I decided I wanted to be a scientist. James Horner gave me that moment, with those strings and that flourish and that sense of wonder. James Horner, and Nicholas Meyer, and William Shatner, and Bibi Besch, every part of it, made me the man I am today."
There's no 'for my sins' or twinge of self-deprecation. This is a moment of pride, and surety, and happiness.
He squeezes Tess' hand again.
"Another Doctor McCoy pointed out, at the end of the film, 'he's really not dead. As long as we remember him.' So. Let's remember him together, Tess."
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she’s aliiiive!!!! hi moony! hope youre doing well, u have been in my thoughts bby!
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im alive!!!! it’s just been a very weird week honey, but I’m hoping to be back on here more regularly, I miss y’all :( brain is still not writing but it is thinking! and I’ve been crocheting a lot! I hope you’ve been well honey :(
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#SHE’S ALIVE!!!! SHE’S ALIIIIVE!!#bet y’all thought it was bye for good huh#y’all I have been on many journeys since we last spoke#god I missed y’all tho. i feel like a different human now
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remember when one direction released a song abt being addicted to sex and my 14 y/o hypersexual, freshly cptsd-ed, avid 1d fan self lost her shit over it
#she said HEY. it's alright! if it! maaaaakes you feeeel aliiiive! don't look back! live your life! even iiiif it's only for tonight!#i just wanted to use cptsd as a verb it was p funny in my head#but the situation itself isn't quite funny no#btw the song is Alive it's from the deluxe version of midnight memories aka their best album...#i think i mainly got the deluxe version bc i fell in love with that song tbh. it's good in general#btw pls dooont rb this heh
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Let’s watch this wonderful episode xD
i haven’t watched Voyager in sooo long!
Omg i loooove the intro
I forgot to get snacks but it’s too late now
I love when the title of the episode is in the episode itself xD
I missed B’Elanna
“Infinite velocity... That means... very fast”
They said “Threshold” twice now😂
Did Neelix just solved the problem with a “dumb idea”?
TECHNOBABBLE
Let B’Elanna have her cookies for crying out loud
3 times
THERE SHE IS! THERE’S MY FAVORITE CAPTAIN
Awwww Harry is so excited 🙈
Ok they are *all* pretty excited 🙈
Tom in his bathrobe😂
4 times
He’s barefoot😁
Here it comes, the trauma xD
What kids say “this other kid is going to do something spectacular when they grow up” ?
I missed Janeway’s bun 🥺
I forgot they named the shuttle Cochrane
Uh-oh, “he’s gone”
Aaand he’s back
“WAKE UP LIEUTENANT” 😂
Idk about u but i couldn’t even begin to explain what i experienced if i had been everywhere at once xD
How is Tom so CALM?
Uh who is that creepy guy earsdropping on Kathryn and B’Elanna?
If warp ten makes you not liking coffee... i don’t want it xD
Tom looks like me when i study
“It’s a miracle he’s still alive” 😂
He’s suffocating - now he can breathe again - now he’s dying... great
“You’re too stubborn to die” xD
“Beloved radioactive mutant”😂
Oh, here they are: daddy issues
PEPPERONI PIZZA
He ded
Awww the doctor almost showed compassion for Kes’ loss
They just let him laying there???
He’s aliiiive
And losing hair
Guess he’s a timelord now
Uuh, Tom, you don’t look so good
His head is pulsing...
Uggghhh i love Janeway so MUCH
Moooooood swings
Oh no....... the tongue..... eewwwwwww
“Let me ooooooooooo”
Oh riiight the doctor can’t leave sickbay yet
Aaaannnd Tom kidnapped Janeway
And they’re gone
How lucky that the shuttle dropped out of trans warp only three days away from voyager while it could have ended up.... everywhere
Here they aaaaarrrreeee
My favorite salamanders!!!!!!
Nice jungle they’ve got there
The “ffflllumb” noise after Chakotay shot them
“The female, obviously”
BABIIIIEEEEEESSS
“I look forward to reading it” (the log) 😂
YOU DECIDED TO LEAVE THE CUTE LIZARD BABIES BEHIND???
Omg Janeway looks so good (back to humanoid form) 😭😭😭
Gosh i love her😂
Oh Tom SOOO remembers what they did XD
“What makes you think it was your idea?” 😏
She still looks so proud 🥺
5 times (but i might have missed some)
And with that my celebratory rewatch of Threshold ends xD
#threshold#threshold day#happy threshold day#star trek voyager#captain kathryn janeway#star trek#kate mulgrew#tom paris#captain janeway
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sherlock s2 ep 3 livewatch
it’s time for the sherlock s2 finale! i’ve been keeping lockie alive for as long as possible, but I can’t stall any longer. let’s fall into the reichenbach!
here it is:
the last masterpiece ep! :D
it begins with rain! *beatles ‘rain’ plays*
john’s back with the therapist from study in pink! :o
does this take place after the fall and the rest of the ep is a flashback?
it’s been 18 months!
john called tv ‘telly’:)
OMG HE’S CHOKING UP NO POOR BBY :’(
he called sherlock ‘my best friend’ IN THE SADDEST VOICE IN THE WORLD :’(
john: “sherlock holmes... is dead.” or is he? ;)
BAM INTRO!
guy: “falls of the reichenbach...” you dodged a credit roll with that one! ;)
sherlock: “diamond cufflinks. all my cufflinks have buttons.” john: “he means ‘thank you’. ...just say it.” awww what a parent :)
sherlock isn’t one for thanks and publicity!
the iconic hat! :D
EVERYONE WANTS HIM TO PUT THE HAT ON
he reluctantly put the hat on:)
the transitions from a scene to a newspaper is so cool! :D
john’s tabloid nickname is BACHELOR OMGGGGGG
john: “what do they mean by that?” oh you know what that means buddy ;)
CONFIRMED BACHELOR OMGGG VICTORIAN GAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!! (or in his case bi)
john: “we need to be more careful-“ johnlockers: “NO!!!!!”
sherlock is criticizing the hat lol :D
john called it the ‘sherlock holmes hat’ eyyyyy!!!!! ;D
john’s voice has a hint of deep love it ;)
there’s so many people touring at the castle! :o
this sneaky guy has this on his phone and i’m guessing that’s what all apps in the uk look like lol
OMG HE HACKED INTO THE SYSTEM
is it moiarty?
lestrade said ‘bloody ‘ell!’ and it was so british of him :D
he’s dancing to the background music YEP IT’S MOI ALRIGHT
YEET
OMG MOIARTY YOU DRAMA QUEEN
also is this an abominable bride reference? :o
john’s text notif sound sounds apple WHY
he has a windows laptop and an apple phone how chaotic
the smiley face!!!! :o
ooh cool american song playing in the background! :o
john: “ready?” sherlock: “yes” *PRESS CHATTER* how would anyone be ready for that?
sherlock wants to be himself but john’s like ‘no smartass’ LET HIM BE A SMARTHOLE JOHN
it’s the bbc! :D
OMFG A FAN FOLLOWED SHERLOCK INTO THE RESTROOM WTF
i bet johnlockers have actually done this because they were craaazyyyy back then...
THE FAN WANTS HIM TO SIGN HIS SHIRT WTFFFFF
sherlock knows she’s not a fan lol :D
wait is someone peeing in the background wtf
fan: “you and john watson, platonic, have you there as well!” mofftiss totally based this girl off of real johnlockers!!!!
can they please leave the bathroom I SWEAR SOMEONE IS PEEING BACK THERE IT’S SO AWKWARD
sherlock: “you... repel... me.” YAS!!! :D
HOLD UP what if this is mofftiss’ way of saying they don’t like johnlockers :o
now lockie’s in court bor-ing!
moiarty is a spider great metaphor sherlock! :D
judge: “how long-“ sherlock “not a good question.” lol :D
sherlock and moiarty knew each other for 5 minutes lol
who ate the wafer
SHUT UP WIG MAN LET SHERLOCK SHOW OFF
aaand he kicked them out
john: “you’re doing The Look again.” omg so married ♥
he finds The Face annoying lol MARRIEEEED
epic wallpaper! :D
OMG MOIARTY WAS CHEWING GUM DURING THE CRIME AND THE COURT THING DORK
and he looked at john... ;)
moiarty’s out and sherlock beeps john away,,,
he be making tea WITH HIS VIOLIN PLAYING YYYAAAASSSS!!!!!!!!!
omg there’s a shadow...
AN A CREAK
I KNEW IT WAS MOIARTY!!!!!!
sherlock lets him sit down wowza kind to a criminal! :o
moiarty: “every fairytale needs a good old-fashioned villain ;)” omg HE KNOWS HE’S A STORY CHARACTER AHHHH :o
moiarty to sherlock: “you need me.” no he needs john THANK YOU VERY MUCH
moiarty thinks sherlock’s boring SHUT UP FUNNY MEAN MAN >:(
moiarty: “that’s the problem... the final problem.” eyyyy roll s4 credits! :D
moiarty: “i didn’t tell you... but did you listeeeennnn?” lol sing-songy moiarty is funny :D
he’s doing the hand thing ♥
moiarty: “i own secrecy” who do you think you are bish brother
MOIARTY CALLED SHERLOCK ‘HONEY’ :o
WHY IS MOIARTY SAYING ‘DADDY’
THE FALL HE SAID THE FALLLLLLLL
sherlock: “i never liked riddles.” *maddie hatter rages in the distance*
he’s having a row with the machine again ;)
also that’s literally my dad with his card lol :D
ooh antiques roadshow! :D
john’s meeting mycroft why
OMG HE WAS TAKEN HOSTAGE
it’s just mycroft’s way of saying hello?
what happened in 1972
mycroft’s giving john an unrelated case... s1 finale flashback!
john’s loooong groan lol :D
sherlock is moiarty’s ‘only rival’... >:)
awww john fed some crumbs to birds :)
another unrelated case and lestrade is at the flat! :o
lestrade called lockie ‘a celebrity’ awww :)
SHERLOCK DON’T YELL AT THE CRYING LADY :(
oh he wanted her to ‘speak quickly’ ok
not ok but thaaat’s lockie!
it be moi...
sherlock SNIFF
sherlock: “brilliant, anderson?” anderson: “really?” sherlock: “brilliant impression of an idiot.” OHHHHH!!!!!!! :D
sherlock 2 NOW
john: “don’t do the smiling thing. kidnapped children..?” oh he always does the smiling thing! ;)
molly was going on a lunch date but sherlock said she’ll go with him and her little ‘what?’ is so cute! :D
sherlock’s like ‘look at all the fricks i give’ :D
aaand he left her!
sherlock: “the chemical footprints will lead us to moiarty!” all roads lead to rome, and all the footprints there lead to moiarty ;)
SHERLOCK CALLED MOLLY ‘JOHN’ OMG :D
b r i c k d u s t
molly: “you’re like my dad. he’s dead- no, sorry-” lol :D
oh no molly’s telling a sad dad story :(
i can kind of see why people ship sherlock and molly they’re nice together :)
BUT JOHNLOCK IS BEST SHIP
although molly’s super awkward she’s so cute! :D
SHERLOCK GOT THE FAIRYTALE REFERENCE AFTER I DID YAS!!!!! :D
lestrade: “brick dust!” b r i c k d u s t
he’s the google in 360 website! :D
they burst through the kidnapper’s door and it was like ‘someBODY once told me’! :D
omg mercury chocolate wrappers! :o
sherlock: “the more they ate, the faster they died... neat!” ...neat? :o
they found the kidnapped kids! :D
lestrade doesn’t want lockie to be himself awww :(
THE KIDNAPPED GIRL SCREAMED AT SHERLOCK NO :(
lestrade to sherlock: “i feel like screaming when you walk in!” ooh noice ;)
the jerk lady said sherlock was ‘unbelievable’ coolio she’s a bit nice! :D
MOIARTY HACKED THE TAXI TV OMG :o
also there are tvs in taxis OMG :o
lestrade called sherlock and john ‘csi baker street’ lol :D
moiarty’s connecting sherlock to sir bostalot hmm... ;)
hmmm....
sherlock: “what was that on the tv?” cabbie: “no charge...” *drives away* OHHHH
OMG SHERLOCK ALMOST GOT HIT BY A DAR
OMFG WAS HE ALMOST SHOT WTF WAS THAT
john to the rescue!!! :D
the guy was shot not lockie coolio
sherlock uses a mac WHYYY :(
sherlock: “dust is eloquent” mrs. hudson in a whisper: “what’s he on about???” lol :D
lockie vlogs! :D
sherlock: “this is a game, lestrade, one i’m not willing to play.” so the game is not on, then?
john: “i know you for real.” sherlock: “100%” awww :)
john: “no one could fake being suck an annoying dick all the time.” OHHHH!!!!! :D
guy: “yer a bloody idiot, lestrade!” and yer a bloody brit aren’t ya?
mrs. hudson said ‘ooh hoo’ just like oaken! :D
OMG fairytale!!!!
lestrade and the lady knocked on the door and mrs. hudson’s like ‘don’t barge in like that!’ :D
OMG THEY’RE ARRESTING LOCKIE
WHY IS THE LADY THINKING LOCKIE DID IT HE DIDN’T!!!!!
awww sherlock and john were arrested together so romantic just girly things ♥
OMG GUN SHOT????
they’re running omg!!!!!
sherlock: “take my hand!” FRICK YES
john: “people will definitely talk!” FRICK YAAAAS!!!!!!!
just two bfs running around in handcuffs ♥
they need to coordinate while getting up the stairs... easy enough for them! ;)
THEY JUMPED IN FRONT OF A VAN JUST CRIMEY THINGS ♥
i thought the van thing was part of the drunk ep in s3 but it’s cool that-
GUN SHOTS????
they let go! :o
OMG IT’S THE CREEPY FAN!!!!
moiarty: “they didn’t have any ground coffee so i just got-” *SUSPENSE CHORD* out of context that’s hilarious :D
moiarty’s richard!!! :o
wait he’s a hired actor the frick???
THE FRICK ARE THEY ACTING??????
just because it’s in print doesn’t mean it’s real...
ok technically moiarty’s an actor BUT THAT BE KNOCKING DOWN THE 4TH WALL
an actor playing a person playing an actor... wild actorception! :o
moiarty: “i’m the storyteller! it’s on dvd...” but is it on blu-ray? ;)
sherlock: “stop it STOP IT NOW!!!!” yoda seagulls...
fan: “i can read you and you... repel... me...” DON’T USE HIS LINE BOI
sherlock: “there’s only one way to complete his game...” is it on? ;)
OMG he’s admitting his feelings to molly AND HE NEEDS HER awwww!!!! :D
the sherlolly fans loved that i bet! :D
john to mycroft: “you and him go out for coffee? you and jim?” sarah z be like ‘YAS!’ :D
OMG WAIT DID MYCROFT WORK WITH MOIARTY????
mycroft tells john to tell moiarty ‘i’m sorry’ and john just gives this ‘please’ wheeze lol :D
julie albright bouncing her basketball against her bedroom wall in ‘meet julie’ (colorized)
oh CRAP
lockie’s fidgeting with the ball awwww :)
OMG MRS. HUDSON WAS SHOT THE FRICK????????
john: “she’s DYING.... you MACHINE!!!!!!” YEAH LOCKIE YOU BISH
john: “friends protect people!” true that!
THE FRICK WHY IS BEE GEEZ PLAYING
this is the music video lol :D
omg are moiarty and lockie gonna have a dance battle like in despicable me 3 lol :D
moiarty: “our final problem... stayin’ aliiiive!!!!!” HE SO PLANNED THAT
there’s about 28 minutes left will the battle take that long?
oh he turned the song off :/
aw man moiarty has to play with the ordinary people :/
MOIARTY SAID ‘atta boyyyy’ TO SHERLOCK WHYYYYYY
ooh sherlock’s doing binary code with his fingers! :D
moiarty: “first one to sherlock is a sissy” oh SHUT UP
moiarty: “there is no key DOOFUS!!!!” WOAH MAN CALM THE FRICK DOWN
“look at ALLLLL THE FRICKS I GIVE SHERLOCK!!!!”
moiarty: “nice you chose a tall building! great way to do it!” sherlock: “do- do- do what?” oh you know what lockie :(
moiarty: “i read it in the paper so it must be true!” no!!!!
john’s here for mrs. hudson!!!! :D
she seems fine tho?
moiarty: “for me? pleeeeeaaaseee?????” OMG THAT ‘PLEASE’ WAS SO HIGH LOLOLOL!!!!!!!
toss him sherlock TOSS HIM!!!!!
moiarty’s little ‘woah woah woah!’ tho :D
aww sherlock has only 3 friends :(
moiarty about sherlock kermiting: “you gotta admit that’s sexier” WUT
NOOOOOOOOO
sherlock’s breath is so shaky :(
he said ‘privacy’ like ‘pri-va-cee’ why
he’s gonna call john!!!!!
awww smile!!!! :D
he knows that this is fake right?
moiarty’s like ‘WHAT?? WHAT DID I MISS????” BOI CALM DOWWwwwwnnnn
sherlock to moiarty: “i am you. prepared to do anything.” save that line for john plz
sherlock is ‘on the side of the angels’ awww :)
moiarty said sherlock’s not ordinary RIGHT HE’S A SPECIAL SUNSHINE ANGEL
moiarty: “you’re meee!!!!!” NOT WHAT I MEANT
they’re holding hands and standing close NOOOOO
HOLY FRICK SHERLOCK JUS SHOT MOIARTY IN THE MOUTH THE FRICK THE FRACK???????
he’s not really dead right or is that just a theory
sherlock’s like ‘oh god what have i done’ SAME WHAT DID YOU DO
it sounds like the thx theme!
oh no
i know it’s not a legitimate kermiting sewerside but DON’T FREAKING DO IT
HE’S CALLING JOHN OH FRICK
HE WANTS JOHN TO SEE HIM FALL THE FRICKKKKK
sherlock: “look up, i’m on the rooftop.” ♫ up on the rooftop, click click click, HERE COMES SAD OL’ KERMIT CLAUS ♫
CRAP
sherlock: “i can’t come down so we’ll have to do it like this.” it was only a kiss :(
an apology????
‘IT’S ALL TRUE’ THE FRICK????
is this just for moiarty’s game?
sherlock sounds like he’s gonna cry NOOOOO :(((((
john: “shut up, shut up, shut up.” SAME WTF ARE YOU SAYING LOCKIE???
sherlock: “no one could be that clever. you could.” OMGGGGG
FIRST WINSTON & JULIA AND NOW SHERLOCK & JOHN WHYYYYY
sherlock sniffled omg :’(
he researched john to impress him OH MY HEART!!!!!
it’s not a trick sherlock is legit amazing!!!!!!!!
sherlock wants john to ‘keep his eyes fixed’ NOOOOOOOO
if sherlock knows this is fake he’s doing a pretty good job at it BUT WHY JUST TO PLEASE MOIARTY OR ESCAPE THE SPOTLIGHT OR WHAT
sherlock: “goodbye john.” NO
NO
NO
OH GOD THERE WAS A CRACK
if sherlock’s alive THEM HOW WAS THERE A CRACK
WAIT JOHN JUST FELL THE FRICK IS GOING ON????
john: “i’m a doctor, he’s my friend!” yes you are AND YES YOU FREAKING ARE
it’s fake he’s not really dead OH HOW I WISH I COULD TELL YOU THAT JOHNNY :(
OMG NO :’(
THE SAD VIOLIN I CAN’T
everything is slow NOOOOO
i can’t believe mofftiss made the fans wait 2 YEARS TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED NEXT i know there was ‘many happy returns’ in 2013 BUT HOW DID THE FANS SURVIVE THAT LONG WITH THAT ENDING????
it’s raining now perfect
gun????
therapist: “he didn’t say it. say it now.” john: “sorry, i can’t.” he said ‘i love you’ :(
awww john and mrs. hudson! :’(
omg she’s crying no!!!! :(
john to sherlock’s grave: “you were the best man and the most human i’ve ever known.” awww :’)
john: “one more miracle for me, sherlock. don’t. be. dead.” miricale granted my friend ;)
OMG WHAT HE WAS STANDING THERE THE WHOLE TIME WITH JOHN SUFFERING LIKE THAT THE FRICK?????
that’s the end of s2! that was a much better finale than s1 and it’s definitely the best ep of the series so far. there’s a lot of exciting turns AND WHAT EVEN IS THE ENDING??? you knocked it out of the park mofftiss! i can’t wait to see what s3 has in store besides mary, drunk times and the wedding!
and to quote the blog... ‘#sherlocklives #johnwatsonlives’ ♥
#livewatch#i know it'll be a great season finale! :D#and it's the first s2 livewatch without any technical issues ;)
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SHE SAID HEY IT’S ALRIGHT DOES IT MAAAAKE YOU FEEEL ALIIIIVE DON’T LOOK BACK LIVE YOUR LIFE EVEN IF IT’S ONLY FOR TONIGHT SHE SAID HEY IT’S ALRIGHT IF IT MAAAAKES YOU FEEL ALIIIIIVE
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Everytime I see you on my feed I'm like oh she's aliiiive lol; hope you been doing great ❤️
I’m alive and I’m writing! But it’s been slow with work being so insane.
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#Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D Season 5 Episode 16 "Inside Voices" Recap and Review
The episode starts with Coulson talking to a security camera. He’s mad that Hale took his Captain Crunch.
Meanwhile, Hale wants Creel to absorb the gravitonium. Ruby isn’t on board because she knows that Hale wants to make Daisy the Destroyer of Worlds instead of her.
The gravitonium attacks Creel. He has visions of Franklin hall and then it lets him go. He tells Hale that it’s aliiiive!
Yo-Yo is working out and Mack is worrying about her. He wants to check out her arms later and she finds out that she can now crush metal.
Deke and Fitz talk about their relatedness. Deke reminds us that he was a snake in the future and encourages the Doctor. Bad Deke!
Simmons talks to him on the way out. She wants to know more about their future. He doesn’t know much. He just knew them as Nana and Bobo.
Daisy and May talk about Robin until Deke shows up. Simmons tries to talk to Daisy about Fitz, but Daisy is having none of it. Mack’s in charge when she leaves, and he will make sure that Fitz doesn’t go anywhere. May tells Daisy to ease up a bit. When May is telling you to ease up, there is something seriously wrong.
Simmons talks to Yo-Yo and Fitz. She tells Yo-Yo about Deke and therefore encourages this shared delusion of invincibility. They decide that they need to get Fitz out to follow one of his leads, which is a Hydra secret weapon. Did Fitz find the particle infusion chamber?
Creel is going crazy because he still has Hall in his head. Hale tries to give him a pep talk, but he’s not buying it.
Daisy found Robin and her mother. The mother tells her that Robin hasn’t spoken and hasn’t drawn for a couple of weeks.
Baby Von Strucker is working on transcribing his father’s journals when Ruby comes in. Ruby tells him that her mother is up to something, that she wants to use Daisy instead of her. He promises to work harder.
Daisy tries to talk to Robin, but Robin doesn’t respond.
Mack is checking out Yo-Yo’s arms and she asks him to let Fitz out. He says no. He worried about her delusion of invincibility. He even posits that the only reason she’s alive in the future is because he died protecting her. That’s ominous and I don’t like it.
Creel is still having visions of Hall. He goes to see Coulson and asks why gravitonium hates him. Coulson tells him about Talbot. He lets Coulson go and agrees to check it out. He destroys Coulson’s bot guard on his way out.
Daisy asks Robin’s mom what Robin’s last drawing was. It was her death. She talks to May, saying that she missed her.
Creel and Coulson find Talbot and decide to break him out.
Simmons wants to scientifically prove that she can’t be killed. There are four containers, three with water and one with acid. She’s going to drink three of them. Both Mack and Fitz rightly think that this is insane, but she does it anyway, with help from Yo-Yo. The third one was the acid. Fitz tells Mack that she’s needs alkaline phosphate to reverse the reaction. He lets Fitz out and Yo-Yo locks Mack in. They tricked him, but Fitz didn’t know. But here’s the kicker. Simmons did the experiment all the way and she’s fine. Yo-Yo even accidentally shoots a gun and it doesn’t hit them. This is bad. This is very bad.
Robin is drawing and talking to May. She says that Coulson is going to die.
Deke and Daisy talk about Robin until May comes in with a picture of Coulson.
Creel tries to lead them out of the facility. Talbott doesn’t have an inside voice.
Ruby tries to get Von Strucker to eat. Hale comes in and tells them about the prison break. They need Creel alive.
Fitzsimmons and Yo-Yo are in a plane without a pilot.
One of the bots hits Coulson straight in the heart. He’s dead until Creel revives him with the electricity from the bot. That was anticlimactic, and I am so here for it! Ruby shows up to finish the job.
May and Robin’s mom talk. She knows that she isn’t in any of Robin’s drawings and asks May to take care of her. Robin then motions her mom over.
Creel holds off Ruby while Coulson and Talbott get away using the alien thing. Their fight is awesome, but Hale bursts in and tries to get them to stop. Ruby throws her blade into Creel’s chest, but he absorbs something hard enough to stop it. Hale asks what the heck is going on, and Ruby declares herself the Destroyer of Worlds. Hale sends her after Coulson and Talbot.
Coulson and Talbott are in the snow, by the mountain Robin drew. Coulson doesn’t like beaches anymore.
The episode ends with a flashback to four years ago. Quinn and Raina are in the back of a truck. Quinn thanks Raina for giving him the gravitonium, but that isn’t what she’s doing. She’s giving him to the gravitonium.
There was a balance in this episode. Simmons and Yo-Yo have lost their minds, but we saw Raina and Quinn! I never thought we were going to see Raina again!! 8/10
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Mid-Episode Thoughts:
I like Scully in red.
Refugee camps, not a new issue sadly.
Mulder: You should always carry protection.
Arm on the back leaving the office.
Scully’s driving! I think for the first time all season. Of course she immediately almost runs someone down, so maybe Mulder should stick to the driving.
He’s alive, duh-dun-duh!
Does Mulder have a theory? Of course he does - zombies! But he’s got science to back this theory up for once.
Kissing frogs huh Scully?
Can’t keep track of one little kid.
Ooh I like the red lining on Mulder’s trench - he wears this one a lot but I’ve never noticed before.
Wonder why Scully’s the one driving them around all episode for a change.
A ten of diamonds - when did Mulder and X set up all these clandestine meeting signals?
If you’re not a citizen you better keep out - that rhetoric sounds sadly familiar.
Scully’s fine.
Very cozy on the couch.
How did they break into a military facility? And... they get caught.
So Colonel Wharton’s the one practicing voodoo?
Scully’s fine. Mulder: You don’t look all right. But he takes her at her word!
Ugh, this scene with Scully in the car FREAKS me out.
Mulder checking that Scully’s ok as she picks him up off the ground.
How do you explain this one to yourself Scully?
Haha he’s aliiiive...
✖️✖️✖️ 2x15 Fresh Bones
The one with... Haitian voodoo.
Best: That scene with Scully’s hand in the car really freaks me out.
Worst: It’s kinda cheesy that - ooooh - the boy was dead the whole time.
✔️ Flashlights
❌ Woods
❌ Slideshow
❌ Autopsy
❌ Evidence Disappears
❌ Scully Misses It
❌ Mulder Ditch
❌ Sunflower Seeds
❌ Voiceover
❌ Catch Phrase
❌ Scully is a Medical Doctor
❌ Mulder is Spooky
❌ Scuuullllaaaaayy! Muullllderrrr!
❌ Fox/Dana
✔️ Inappropriate Touching (that I am here for)
❌ Casual Scully
❌ Casual Mulder
✔️ Trench Coats
✔️ Bad Tie Watch
❌ Glasses Watch
50 States: North Carolina x2 (25/50)
Investigate: Together & Apart
Solve Rate: 72%
❌ Bechdel Test: Only conversation between two women is about a man
MSR: 🐝🐝
Goriness: 👽👽👽👽
Creepiness: 👽👽👽
Humor: 👽
Rewatch Thoughts:
Solid twists and turns - I didn’t remember that the colonel was behind everything. I don’t know enough about voodoo to know if this was a good depiction or not...
I like that Scully’s clearly not ok when they’re in the car at the cemetery but Mulder takes her at her word and goes after the suspect. And when she catches up he asks if she’s ok even though he’s the one lying on the ground. I don’t think Scully needs to worry that he thinks he has to protect her - he respects her and knows she can take care of herself and ALSO cares about her.
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why they makin it seem like alison's feelings are brand new when in s5e5 she confirmed her feelings
they probably forgot tbh. BUT I DON’T CARE BECAUSE ALISON KNOWS HOW SHE FEELS WHEN SHE LOOKS AT EMILY AND SHE’S NEVER FELT THAT WAY WITH ANYONE BEFORE, AND WHEN SHE LOOKS AT HER EYES, SHE WANTS TO BE WORTH THE EFFORT, AND SHE WANTS TO BE THE PERSON EMILY SEES. THERE’S NOTHING I LOVE IN THIS WORLD MORE THAN ALISON LAUREN DILAURENTIS CONFIRMING TO ME WHAT SHE ALWAYS FELT BUT SHE WAS AFRAID TO SAY AND NOW SHE’S FINALLY ADMITTED TO HERSELF AND NOW ALL SHE NEEDS TO DO IS SAY TO EMILY AND HER WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD WILL COME TOGETHER AND HER DREAMS WON’T BE DREAMS ANYMORE AND SHE’S GOING TO BE WILL EMILY AND RAISE THEIR BABY TOGETHER AND I AM ALIVE I AM ALIIIIVE
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OJ - Bride of Thrax: Heartbroken & Reawakened, Pt. II
A heart has been broken and now it’s payback time. Aura spends her time openly mocking and torturing Thrax in his current predicament. However, he has plans to escape his prison and make her pay dearly.
Thrax x Aura
Warning: Explicit Language/Violence
Aurie Zurie belongs to me
Words: 2033
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Aura was sitting on a trunk that secretly contained Sheldon’s corpse and needed help getting it into her car so she discreetly dispose of it down the river. As she openly flirted with her neighbor (and recently fired cop) Osmosis Jones when he assisted her, meanwhile Thrax was fiddling with some of the children toys. With them, he expressed his burning hatred for his former lover during his imprisonment in the seal-enchanted playpen. The child blocks spelling “Kill Aura Slowly” while he spelled vulgar words to describe the latter.
Speak & Spell: “Spell WOMAN”
Thrax: (presses the buttons with his claw in disdain)
Speak & Spell: “B-I-T-C-H. That is incorrect. The correct spelling is W-O-M-A—”
Thrax: (stabs the toy, tossing it aside) Shows how much you know.
Aura: (returns carrying large gift-wrapped box) Yoohoo I’m home (sees the shredded toys and crude crayon drawings on the floor before playfully yet smugly replying) Ooooh tsk tsk tsk tsk. If you can’t play nice, I may just have to take your toys away.
Thrax: (grumbles with a murderous glare)
Aura: I have a surprise for you. I’ve been thinking about what you said. About wanting to get married?
Thrax: (lights up a bit, smiling slightly) Yeah?
Aura: I think it would do you good to settle down.
Thrax: (exclaims in delight) Baby! This is great, you won’t regret it. I’m gonna treat you like a queen.
Aura: (rips open the large gift)
Thrax: (curiously) What’s that?
Aura: (opens the playpen and lowers into the seal a demonic-looking doll wearing a wedding dress holding a bouquet of black roses) Your briiiide.
Thrax: (stares wide-eyed in utter disbelief)
Aura: (shuts the playpen back knocking the doll into Thrax’s face)
Thrax: Ow. (pushes it back staring in utter discontent)
Demon Bride Doll: (speaks) “With this ring, I thee wed”
Aura: (awes mockingly) Oooh look at her, Thraxy. She’s beautiful (throws dried rice through the seal in Thrax’s face, laughing at his degradation)
Thrax: (grimaces wiping the rice off his face before saying furiously yet subtle)You. Are so dead.
Aura: Congratulations, Thrax! Now I’m sure you two kids will want to be alone. (laughs maniacally as she leaves the room)
Thrax: (rips off the engagement ring from the doll’s neck, pushing it away cruelly)
Thrax was even more furious than ever and intent on killing Aura for this humiliation. That night just as he was ripping the blankets to shreds, he stopped short of his tantrum when he noticed something peeking out in sacred writing. He grabbed them reveal to be seal-breaking sutras. He figured Aura must have left them there by accident. But accident or not, he took this as an opportunity to escape his prison. Though instead of killing Aura, seeing the demon made him think of a better way to make her suffer. Using the sutras and casting the written chant, the seal was broken but the playpen was still locked. With his powers on the fritz he couldn’t burn the wooden bars down nor risk getting a handful of splinters clawing his way out. He resorted to using the diamond ring in his hand to carve his way out. Meanwhile, Aura was taking a bubble bath while flipping through channels on the small TV while drinking blood cherry wine. She eventually settled on a channel showing the movie “Bride of Frankenstein” watching with interest.
[TV Henry Frankenstein]: She’s alive! ALIIIIVE!!! (helps Pretorius remove the bandages from their successful endeavor)
Thrax: (breaks free from the pen, laughing in a low tone) Hehehehe
[TV Septimus Pretorius]: The bride of Frankenstein
Aura: (watches in amazement as the Bride steps forward)
Thrax: (drags the demon doll from the playpen by the veil)
Demon Bride Doll: “I’m promise to love, honor, and cherish til’ death do us part”
Thrax: You got that right (drags the doll towards the bathroom)
Aura: (continues watching the movie unaware that Thrax was closing in as she watches the Bride rejects the Monster’s affections)
[TV Bride of Frankenstein]: (screams shrilly) AAAAAAHHH!!!
Thrax: (readies his claws for the kill)
[TV Frankenstein’s Monster]: She hates me…
Thrax steadily gets closer and closer to the bathroom until he was right at the curtain. Though given his current size, she could not see him
Aura: (gazes at the Monster in sorrow, seeing how similar his broken heart was to hers)
[TV Frankenstein’s Monster]: We belong dead (a tear sheds from his eye)
Aura: (sheds a tear out of sympathy of the monster)
Thrax: (suddenly bursts in, leaping at Aura for the killing blowing)RAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
Aura: (screams wasting no time in kicking him away from her, trying get out the bathtub in a panic) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!
Thrax: (is taken back at the blow dropping the doll, until he gets up immediately shoving the TV into the tub, electrocuting her)
Aura: (screams in agony from the electrocution) AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!
Thrax: (laughs in satisfaction) NAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!
Aura: (screams for what seemed like forever until her heart finally ceased from the shock, dropping dead) AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaugh!!!!
Aura’s body sunk to bottom of the tub as bubbles cascaded the bathroom. Thrax wasted no time planting the demon bride doll in place using it as a vessel. Though still wanting to maintain her ravishing youthful appearance, he made sure to grab one of Aura’s vials of “Vampire Blood” as well as grab one of her Shrinking Charms to keep her from growing full size when she reawakened. He smashed the charm over her barely lingering soul and then sprinkled the Vampires Blood over her drowned corpse while chanting the Awakening Spell of Damballa with the incoming storm outside the trailer.
Thrax: (chants) Ade due Damballa. Give me the power, I beg of you! Morteisma lieu de vocuier de mieu vochette. Endenlieu pour du boisette damballa! AWAKE!!! (sees nothing happening) AWAKE!!! (sees nothing happening again, denouncing the spell) Uuugh, what a croc.
Seeing how this was a fruitless endeavor, he peered over the tub looking the eyes of his dead former lover. Suddenly a surge of electricity causes her corpse to sprout for a moment, scaring Thrax senseless believing she may have sprouted from the dead. Unaware that at the same the husk momentarily reanimated, the demon doll vessel sprout up now inhabited by Aura’s soul.
Thrax: AAAAAHHH!!! WHUUU-AAH!!
Aura blinked her scarlet eyes as she saw her husk sink back down the tub, her senses were starting to become fully aware of what had just occurred moments ago as she stared in shock at what was not her body. From the mirror across from her, she saw her new form as that of a demon. Her insatiable appearance was that of a vampire as her tan skin had a slight tinge of brightness to it, she had grown fangs, and her breasts were slightly bigger than their normal large size. Her hair was blonde (still in a braided bun) with dark burgundy horns and some of her skin was dark red similar to Thrax’s. There were claws, no ears, no nose, a red tail, spikes poking out from her wedding dress, and clawed feet. It was all too much for her to handle as she turned back to Thrax. It was then it clicked in that he was responsible.
Aura: (lets out a shrill of shock) AAAAAAUUUGHH!!! (rips off the wedding veil, furious) YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?
Thrax: (laughs in amusement at his success) Heheheheeee!!!
Aura: (punches him in the face, almost knocking the wind out of him) UNH!!
Thrax: (stands up wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding up the doll ring) You got your wish, baby. You’re mine now. (throws the ring at her feet) And if you know what’s good for you, you are going to LOVE, HONOR, AND OBEY!
Aura: I wouldn’t marry you if you had the body of Satan himself!!!
Thrax: (coldly smiling) Hey, Dragon Lady. You looked in a mirror lately? Now’s not the time to get picky (walks off)
Aura: (grunts angrily) Uuuuughh!!!
Aura skims through the ancient Spellbook of Mammon for answers on how to change herself back though with little success. Thrax grows impatient while sitting on the shelf of newspaper clippings.
Thrax: Face it, Aura! You need me otherwise you’re stuck like this!
Aura: (confidently) I don’t need you, I’ll look it up myself.
Thrax: (doubtful) Oh yeah! Sure!! Chapter 6, Page 217
Aura: (turns to the page to see a heart-shaped symbol) The Heart of Damballa. What’s that?
Thrax: (annoyed) An amulet! We need it to transfer our souls into living beings.
Aura: Well okay. Then where the hell is it?
Thrax: I was wearing it the night those bastards gunned me down (shows the newspaper clipping of his dead viral body wearing the amulet) It was buried with my corpse in Hackensack, New Jersey.
Aura: Alright, let’s go.
Thrax: (sarcastically) Oh sure! I’ll steer, and you can work the pedals (shouts) WE’RE DEMONS THE SIZE OF DOLLS YOU STUPID BITCH!!!
Aura: (goes into a disillusioned panic, sobbing) OH MY GOD!!! WHAT WE GONNA DOOHOHOO!!!
Thrax: (irritated from her sobbing) Ayeyeyee…
Aura: (sobs hysterically)
Thrax: (aggravated) Shut uuup!!
Aura: (snaps back at him) You shut up!!!
Aura suddenly gets the idea to make a call to her neighbor, Osmosis Jones, and have him deliver them to a “friend” at the Forest Creek Cemetery in New Jersey for $500 bucks by the next day, no questions asked. This worked out for him since he could use the money to run away with his secret lover, Leah, who is constantly held captive by by the future Mayor Phlegmming. She was match-made by her parents for an arranged marriage to him before they passed even though she was already dating Jones at the time. Phlegmming made sure to take precautions in making sure they never see each other therefore not losing his future trophy wife. But he figured with this money, he can start a new life for her where they can be happy together. He agrees to deliver the “dolls” for $1000 which Aura agrees to give half now and her “friend” will give him the other half once delivered to New Jersey. With the plan set motion, Aura gets straight to giving herself a full-on makeover.
She undoes the braided bun in her blonde hair letting it cascade down and proceeds to dye it black. While the dye is setting, she then paints her claws dark red with gold tips, adds blush to her cheeks, applies black-red lipstick, and shades her eyelids black with gold eyelashes. As for her wardrobe she rips off the veil sleeves leaving the wedding dress strapless to show the tattoo on her breast (dagger plunged into rose with Thrax’s name above it) and cuts the side to show off some leg. She then puts on fishnet-styled pantyhose, some black knee-high; open-toe; thick high-heel boots, a black leather jacket with sleeves rolled up at the elbow and spikes poking through the shoulders, a gold-rimmed burgundy red corset to offset the dress, and fingerless black gloves. For her accessories, she adorned her golden amber-crested earrings and dark red choker with diamond-crest shaped like the North Star. By the time she had finished, she had transformed from a undead demon bride to an enchanting demoness vision. So much so that even Thrax was amazed at her new look.
Thrax: (wide-eyed looking her up and down) Woooooow!!!
Aura: (smoking a cigarette casually, confident in her change of appearance) Lilith, eat your heart out.
Thrax: (raises his brows up and down in approval) Mmhmm. Baby, you are lookin’ fiiiiiine today.
Ozzy soon arrived at Aura’s trailer, grabbed her and Thrax putting them in the back of his pimped-out van, then secretly makes a break for it with his lover, Leah, to start a new life together. Little did they know that they were completely unaware of the fate that Thrax and Aura have in store for them.
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Will relationships survive this adventure, or will it go up in smoke? Will the two lovers survive or become Hell’s next victims? Will Thrax realize how much he loves his demon sweetheart? Find out next time.
To be continued…
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She tackled 420 and spun him around laughing "YOU'RE ALIVE"
"YEEP IM ALIIIIVE!!"
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