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m1ssunderstanding · 1 year ago

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Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day Seven

Okay if anyone is super well-versed in the whole northern songs drama, I would LOVE your insights. I haven’t really looked into it, so all I know is they lost it right before the divorce meeting. What happened? What the hell is this? -- “Which includes Paul and John,” “Just about.” “What does that mean?” “No comment.”

The scouse getting thicker and thicker after “Carolina moOOn?” What can I say? I’m a sucker for it.

Paul’s absolute sugar-cookie heart-eyes when George walks in and then Ringo’s high-pitched “Hi Georgie!” Guys. Tone it down! I know you love him. But you just saw him yesterday, and you’ll see him again tomorrow. Oh wait . . . is today the day he quits?

John. If you look at your boyfriend like that while he’s being an attention-whore, he’s going to keep being an attention whore. So just. You know. Keep in mind what you’re encouraging here.

OMG they’re KISSING! (Live George reaction)

Paul. If you give your boyfriend what he wants while he’s being an attention-whore, he’s going to keep being an attention whore. So just. You know. Keep in mind what you’re encouraging here. (but literally, John just becomes a maniac, dancing and shouting, the MOMENT Paul goes to talk to George, and Paul’s instantly like “George, what george?”)

This Paul/George fight is, boiled down, literally just Paul being paranoid and anal and George trying to reassure him. “It’s not passe, it’s just a chord . . . yeah, but some drainies suit different occasions.”

“You need Eric Clapton.” “You need George Harrison.” John wasn’t here to be cute when George walked in, so he’s making up for it now.

“If you vamp, then it takes away from his vamping.” He says to the lead guitarist. Rolling my eyes so hard right now. See, the problem is, Paul loves George. But he’s IN love with John.

Literally, a montage of them raw-dogging it on the ground would be less gay than this insanity.

Poor baby. I would’ve quit a long time ago. Good for you.

I love John’s angsty guitar and torn-up vocals post-george.

And the minute her number one hater is gone, my girl gets on a mic! Way to be, honestly. And here’s the thing. Paul and Ringo (and obviously John) love it! There should’ve been a Beatles-Ono colab on a helter-skelter type track. Would’ve killed.

Paul swinging around on that scaffolding and me doing cartwheels in the bathroom between LSAT sections. ADHD besties!

John when George quits: “If he doesn’t come back by Tuesday we get Clapton in” (which he obviously doesn’t fully mean) VS John’s reaction when Paul misses one session: sprinting down the road and climbing a wall and screaming at him

Yoko sure does know how to cater to a fearful-anxious attachment. “John, John, John, Joooooooohhhhhhhnnnn!”

Literally Mo, marry me immediately! My kingdom for a kiss! She’s literally soo beyond gorgeous, I’m dying. Okay sorry I’ll be done now.

Men are the WORST! But who is making her laugh like that? Ringo? Is she looking off in the direction of the band? I can’t tell.

Another rare Paul feminist moment! Woop! “A7, D7, G7. Get ‘em off over the weekend and you’re in.”

“So, cats and kittens. What we gonna do?” . . . “Catch up! Cats and kittens. Don’t get left behind.” ???? There have got to be so many secret jabs on RAM for John to hate it so much that we just don’t understand. Is this one of them? Was this a saying of theirs?

Okay, good job. Now that the band is here, Mo isn’t being fucking mean-girled out of the circle. Also, Ringo sits by his wife, John by his girlfriend, and Paul by his daddy. As they should.

“The maresey beat awords for the best coople of the yeeuh.” Everyone studiously ignoring him. He’s so embarrassing.

I really really love Mo, though. Like I know I’m biased because she’s pretty, but her cute little “Yes!” when Paul jokingly suggests they do it at the cavern. She loved those days. The fact that she’s an og? God bless her, literally.

“Location isn’t really our main problem at the moment.” George Martin. “It’s breathing, actually.” said in the most casual voice possible but meant with the most wounded heart. Gosh, that one hurt. And then look how George Martin looks at him. His best boy is going through it.

The huggle! Ringo initiates it with Paul, of course, turning to him and gently gripping both biceps as he forces deep, direct eye contact. But then as Ringo’s pulling away, Paul leans into him and holds him there, talking. And as Ringo’s nodding, he looks to John, who basically pounces on both of them, head bowed, arms aggressive, pulling them all in, tighter, tighter until it’s a three-way head-bonk. Ringo’s hand at John’s waist now, and Paul’s fucking iron talons clenching desperately around his bicep. But still, John manages to pull away from Paul’s grip as Yoko inserts herself between them where, really, she decidedly does Not belong. It’s got to be the most painful non-hug ever recorded on camera. Nobody knows what anyone wants, let alone how to give it to them.

Why did the gayest one also have to be the saddest one though? I guess the Lord gives his hardest battles to his gayest soldiers, smh

#Very image-heavy this time #Pictures just spoke louder than words I guess #paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #get back

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bisexualfemalemess · 9 months ago

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BRIDGERTON SEASON 3 PT 2 SPOILERS

Live reaction episode 5:

I’m a little disappointed that we didn’t get to see Penelope’s answer to colin’s proposal but in my head she just straight up faceplanted outta that carriage. On another note, colin constantly looking back at her to check on her is peak protective husband. Colin ‘my wife’ bridgerton indeed. Also Penelope’s so loved by his family and not him being willing to fight Eloise, his own sister, like hold your horses buddy. El baby she’s loved him since you guys were children. Both are honestly valid and i love them both so much, i just need my peneloise besties back right now. Like so expeditiously. Awww, colin checking up on pen. He’s truly already so far gone. I’M SORRY THE TREE???? What the actual fuck???? Lady tilley arnold needs to get the fuck off my screen. I’ve never read the books but booktok and twitter made me love sophie already, i need her. Not pen listening to her family reading LW Lmaoo she seems so smug about it. EY LADY DANBURY HAPPY ABOUT POLIN THEY’RE SO LOVED BY EVERYONE. KANTHONY MY BABIES. MY PARENTS ARE GONNA BE ACTUAL PARENTS STFU. Anthony’s so feral for her 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 aww hyacinth is so excited to tell them about polin’s new engagement my daughter fr. HYACINTH OMG IJBOL NOT HER SAYING GREGORY’S THE FAMILY PET I’MMA DIE. Eloise baby she did not use you, she loves you and you love her so make up bitches. Cressida is so gay for eloise no one can tell me otherwise. OH MY GOD NOT THE BOOK LINE ABOUT HIS LOVE BEING A THUNDERBOLT FROM THE SKY SOMEONE SEDATE ME (might need to make a part two and i’m only 10 minutes in) they’re not even married yet and Benedicts like “your wives” she’s always been a bridgerton for real. PORTIA I AM INDIFFERENT TOWARDS YOU BUT BACK OFF FROM MY GIRLY AND DON’T MAKE HER DOUBT HER RELATIONSHIP. COLINS SO HOT TELLING PORTIA OFF SOMEONE GET ME SOME HOLY WATER OR SOMETHING JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. HE’S BEEN WITH HER FOR LESS THAN 24 HOURS AND HE’S ALREADY THROWING AROUND THE L-WORD OH HE FELL SO HARD FOR HER IMMA THROW MYSELF IN FRONT OF A MOVING TRUCK. MIRROR SCENE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ALRIGHT ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING OH HIS SPEECH IMMA KILL MYSELF IM SO SERIOUS. THIS IS PERFECT OH MY GOD, NICOLA COUGHLAN IS A GODESS AND THEIR CHEMISTRY IS SO PALPABLE. “LIE DOWN” THAT WAS SO FUCKING HOT, COLIN BRIDGERTON CAN COMMAND ME AROUND ANY DAY. Sex scene, sex scene, sex scene….TO POV???? Oh, that’s such a beautiful song choice. This is literally so intimate, i feel like I’m intruding. Colin bridgerton is a canon consent man and as a woman i think that’s so sexy. That was the cutest sex scene of my life, cute, hot, awkward, everything a first time is supposed to be (i wouldn’t know🙊) KANTHONY SCENE. HES THE CUTEST ALL KISSING HER STOMACH. Newton and Anthony always beefing. Their so cute 😫😫😫. Awww John and Francesca are so cute as well. Awwww him asking about marriage 😖😖😖. VISCOUNTESS KATE IN ACTION MY BABY GIRL. She’s working overtime being pregnant, viscountess and giving eloise advice. She clocked peneloise’s tea. AWW Post-sex polin is the cutest with the book line too 🥹🥹🥹🥹 and the teasing!!! They’re truly so friends to lovers. NOT HER GETTING INTERRUPTED WHEN SHE WANTS TO TELL HIM SHE’S WHISTLEDOWN. FUCK ASS SERVANTS. Oh poor pen having to listen to her fiancé trash-talk her without knowing he’s taking about her, like i wouldn’t tell him i’m Whistledown either after this, bet. Also they literally have no sense of personal space and it’s too cute. Aww a colin and eloise talk. THEY WERE INSEPARABLE AND THEY NEED TO BE AGAIN SOON OR IMMA DO SOMETHING SO DRASTIC I SWEAR TO GOD. Peneloise as bestie sister-in-law’s is something that i need so bad it’s like not even funny anymore. Penelope’s sister need to leave her the fuck alone and portia needs to leave her ulterior motives at the door even penelope was like what the hell is going on. I don’t really mind will and alice plot honestly they’re just a cute married couple, much like polin will be. OH MY GOD NOT BENEDICT CALLING KATE SISTER IM DYING IM DECEASED. THAT FUCK ASS TOP HAH OH MY LORD. NOT COLIN CALLING PENELOPE HIS BRIDE TO BE 🫠

#bridgerton #polin #season three #fell first fell harder #colin x penelope #colin my wife bridgerton #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #kate sharma #anthony bridgerton #kanthony #creloise #peneloise #bridgerton spoilers #francesca x john #violet x marcus #is that a tag?#well i made it one i guess 🤷‍♀️

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restlesschilled · 10 months ago

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TMagP 013

Note: As Always, I am a backer so this was written 23 April, 2024 and scheduled to be posted on 25 April, 2024

oh god its another episodes written by Alex

awww thanks odin <3

Im dreading this

PRE STATEMENT/ CASE

OHHH DATE TIME

THE FLIRTING

This is so cute but i cant trust it because alex wrote it

"that you dont know how cute you are" adshfjagdhflakshdf

WERE STARTING WITH THE BIG STUFF

"hi im from an alternate universe"

CELIA IS A MOM

JACK IS HER BABY

"i had a while few years when I first moved here"

IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO CELIA OR JACK I WILL RIOT

HOW DARE

SHES A SINGLE MOM

"that depends on your baggage. DISH"

"they were the first ones that didnt want me" oooooooo\

Alice's Parents are dead good to know

"most pathetic vague post shes ever scene"

"more wine" "please"

LENA OFFICE

GWEN MY POOR BABY

"is it my fault?"

MY POOR PRECIOUS GIRL

"were managing the bad guys" FUCK

CASE

this hold music is a BOP

i had to stop and have my friend explain public school in England to me because that is not the same thing as American public schools

oh lovely a "fiance guy"

a hedge fund guy what i mean is a hedge fund guy

Why in gods name, would you use experimental setting on a hedge fund/ investing app… when you have no idea what it does and it has a shit tone of disclaimers??? i get being desperate but that's just stupid

also the irony of this guy saying hes a good person when hes betting on people failing with hedge funds

do people even steal phones anymore?

i feel like they are not worth all that much and just have to many ways to tack them for it to be worth anything unless you are targeting someone specifically

yeah i figured they might have targeted him

im pretty sure this would qualify as inside trading somehow

betting against your own company and than tanking the company is very illegal

pretty sure betting you'll have a shit time and then making sure you have a shit time would be the same thing

basically this man is committing insurance fraud... but through a hedge fund

it just occurred to me hes calling from the hospital that's what the beeping is

also vertigo mentioned

he was attack by computer bugs lol

shitty "finance guy" gets whats coming to him asmr

post statement

okay i know sam probably mean "be professional" like stop with the flirting

BUT WHEN YOU SAY IT LIKE THAT I SOUND LIKE YALL HAVE BEEN HOOKING UP AFTER WORK SOMETIMES.

HAVE YALL BEEN HOOKING UP?

this is how i choose to interpret this this is my new head canon( it was already kinda my head canon)

But if you ever ask me to be professional again, I'm going to have to take a shit on your desk." ALICE

"you signed the official secrets act in your onboarding. And I know all your school friends say treason's 'bussin'' and 'fire', but it won't look good on your CV." i love her so much

"its fine when I say it"

this episode really said fuck capitalism didn't it

also do week need to talk about the fact that celia's son is named Jack Ripley like jack the ripper

WAIT A SECOND JACK IS A NICKNAME FOR JOHN/JON

DID SHE NAME HER SON AFTER JON?

#this show has me in a chokehold #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #the magnus protocol spoilers #gwen bouchard #celia ripley #tmapg #tmagp 13 #jack ripley #alice #alice dyer #lena #restless reacts to tmagp #live #liveblog

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stars-of-kyber · 10 months ago

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I would love to hear your opinion about S3 !!1

Ooooooh girl! I have so many feelings here... This might get long, beware

Overall, I enjoyed this first part quite well.

I like how faithful some moments are to the book, although Colin's book is tied with Ben's as my least favourite and it was the one which took me the longest to read. I liked the Proposal, bc that's a scene I really like from the book and Colin's journals. I also like the glimpse of Colin's repressed anger.

I feel like the show could have mixed the Whistledown issue more with this first part. I felt like it was very separate. First, we deal with the love story, and then we bring the whole LW x Queen thing. The book actually starts with Lady D announcing she'd offer a reward for the person who gave her LW's identity. It didn't bother me that much during the episodes, but when the 1st part ended, it kinda gave me a feeling of... completion? Yeah, okay, we had the issue, we worked it out, the couple is together, we'll have a pretty epilogue moment and then yay. I know it's not just that bc I read the books, but even so it gave me that feeling. I don't know if splitting in two was a good plot device here, because the cliffhanger is... not actually a cliffhanger? There's nothing that makes us hold our breaths wondering what's coming next but that little trailer in the end. If it was me (not a professional obvs) I would either not have split this at all, or end the first part with Colin finding out Pen was LW. THAT would have been a cliffhanger worth holding your breath.

Particularly (Please don't come at me for that people), I don't feel the chemistry between the two of them, which is a bit sad. They were there, staring at each other about to kiss and I didn't feel that OH MY GOD YES KISS! They fell a bit flat for me, chemistry-wise. But again, I felt the same with the two of them the previous seasons so no big surprise here.

The Kathony, tho. God I love them. I want more of them. I need it. (I honestly think they were kept away from this beginning due to managing their schedules with other projects) But we'll see them in the next part being horny lovebirds together.

I really REALLY liked the sideplots too! Unlike season two and that god-forsaken annoying Eloise x Theo thing and Cousin Jack side-plots, I actually enjoyed the stories that were going around. I liked the Moldriches; I had some good laughs with Portia struggling with her daughters and sex ed;

Kudos to Lord Debling. I really liked him as a character and his interest in Penelope was nice to watch.

OH MY GOD FRANNIE AND JOHN! SUCH BABIES I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! NETFLIX PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME, MY POOR HEART CAN'T TAKE IT! DON'T MAKE ME LOVE JOHN JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE PAINFULLY! (Also please can we get a bit of a shout-out for our baby boy Michael in part 2? Thanks)

The most surprising of all, I actually LIKED the Eloise and Cressida side plot, which I was really not expecting. I like the way Cressida is presented, not an angel but also not super bad. And I love that she managed to give Eloise some very important call-outs and threw some truths in her face that she desperately needed to hear and no one else had done in the previous seasons (at least not so directly).

A little hurray to baby Greg and Hyacinth being the most adorable little pre-teens god they are so big, I can't! I love them so much.

Also, I had quite a lot of fun with Benedict, especially him being called out by Lady Tilly for the EXACT same reason he was having a laugh at Anthony last season. I absolutely loved that one. And I want to know what's the deal with Lady Danbury's bro.

I didn't particularly care for the music in it as a whole BUT I have to say this: I did NOT expect Pitbull's Give Me Everything would work SO DAMN WELL SERIOUSLY I LOVED IT! I saw it on the setlist and I was like Oh my god grab somebody sexy tell them hey! How is this going to work? And IT DID! I VIBED SO HARD WITH IT! Seriously did not see THAT ONE coming.

I have ticked off 9 of my bingo predictions! Unfortunately, as we know, Anthony's butt in ep 1 was not one of that (so so so sad) Colin being chased by a duck was neither, which makes me really upset BUT we still have another 4 eps to go 🦆 (I know, I know, let me dream, leave me be).

I'll be watching it again later today with my mum, maybe tomorrow again with my Frannie. (ADHD hyper fixation yeah I know).

As I said, it had its ups and downs but overall I liked it very much. I can't wait for the next part.

#asks #bridgerton #Season 3 Spoilers #Season 3 opinions #kathony #liliesofathony

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kendrixtermina · 10 months ago

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Reaction to The Devil’s Chord

Ok, seems like this will be a silly episode, which has rarely been my favorite, but at least they’re clearly having fun with it & commited to the bit, which must be respected. And they’re doing something based on a little legend.

Speaking of respect, my respect for Ruby just went up a notch, cause, if the Doctor asked me for where to go for my first TARDIS trip, my answer would have been to go see a Nirvana concert.

Plus I think we’re still in the ‚getting to know Ruby‘ arc so maybe we’re exploring her as a musician today.

...and oh, for a moment you thought the Doctor was gonna raise an eyebrow but he loves it! I feel loved.

Aww he’s such a nerd, and they’re so excited to be doing fun stuff together.

And oooh they’re having so much fun with the outfits!

They’re having so much fun with the clothes & the infiltration! They’re such besties already

(And here’s another way that you organically show that two people are friends without just having them say they like each other while acting like distant coworkers at best, Chibnall.)

That bit with the Doctor getting all nostalgic for when he was hiding out in the 60s… :(

Ruby’s song is pretty good actually, kudos to the composers.

Interesting that what she choses for this is something she made to cheer up a friend. It speaks about what she values. & it’s paired with a different friend of hers looking melancholy.

In ‚An Unearthly Child‘, we see that Susan being into the music from the 60s, so, maybe Ruby isn’t the only one who has some treasured memories involving the beatles.

I love the whiplash from the Doctor finding it odd that he would be scared of a beast in the last episode to panicking when one of the toymaker’s goons appears, just underlining how they’re a totally different, out-of-this-world threat level. That’s the exact expression that 14 had in the toymaker’s endless labyrinth.

They are putting a lot of effort into the little aesthetic touches.

Just a few seconds earlier Ruby was talking about how music can’t be stolen. Hahaha. So much for „there is no such thing as the bogeyman“.

For once the Doctor uses the sonic screwriver to actually do something sound-related (probably emiting soundwaves to cancel out the existing noises)

It’s kinda weird how time has passed. Like, in 2004 Rose is, just a short time before we met her, Clara is 14 with her mom still alive, and Ruby is a baby.

Notice how, at this point we know that the destroyed version of 2024 isn’t going to stick, but the ruined landscape lands, because the characters are reacting & emoting.

Like that was so fucking missing from Chibnall’s dry exposition.

Child of the toymaker? Of course. They wouldn’t be a pantheon if they didn’t have a fucked up family tree that is also a metaphor. Music being a result of play makes sense cause creativity is chaotic.

They’re really hamming it up & it makes all the sense for a metaphorical ‚god‘. I think if you’re doing gods right they must be metaphor, like, that take gets it. Aaand of course, everything is vibrations, friggin quantum & stuff.

I like the idea that just like the Doctor (in a way the ultimate trickster) set free the toymaker, that music genius guy set free the music devil.

So instead of alons-y, 15 says it in turkish? Why not xD

Of course they short out the sonic the second time… by singing.

And of course the one they want is Ruby, because she’s the one who played the piano.

Oh. OH. So here’s some mystery. Poor Ruby. Is she a demigoddess of some kind? A changeling? We’ll see I gues.

Also this is reminding me of the song battle of Sauron vs Finrod in the silmarillion. I love that they did a duett.

And oooh, Ncuti getting his first epic speech~

Even if it comes to nothing, it’s a nice touch that the Doctor told Ruby to get try getting to the piano, like having the faith that she might fix it.

Though it’s fitting to have a little eucatastrophe & have John & Paul be the ones who finish saving the day.

The dance number was kina over the top for my taste, but I guess it fits the nature of the beast.

And maybe, like with the toymaker, the ‚magic‘ always lingers a little bit after its deity was banished.

Still, it’s a fun idea to have the Doctor having to save the day with his musical skills rather than his scientific ones for once, since he’s spent a long time playing the recorder, spoons, e-guitar and whatnot.

Similar to how he’s adapted his knowledge of linguistics to the magic.

Like I wasn't wowed by this ep but in this age of irony poisoning you gotta appreciate when something commits to the bit.

#doctor who #ruby sunday #fifteenth doctor #the devil's chord

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caladblog · 3 months ago

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#DAVECHELLA

to be updated each week! or whenever i have the time y'know. when it's done i'll throw it all together on spotify and 8tracks

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15) Billy Gibson: I Just Don't Care That Much // Matt Maeson runner-up: Meds // Placebo

smthn i really like about gibson--which is easy to forget, what with [waves hands at hickey's whole thing]--is that he's the one to start the mutiny. seriously, go back and watch the beginning of ep7-- he's the first to express Doubt in the captains' plans, specifically doubting that fairholme's party is coming back with help and that the natives would be friendly. over the course of the episode (and ep8) it spirals into a bigger thing, more of an active mutiny than simply taking supplies and striking off on their own in order to move faster, but gibson was still the spark here. hickey does not have the monopoly on bastard actions in that relationship and it makes them more interesting.

14) Tom Hartnell: Like a River Runs // Bleachers runner-up: Ashes // The Longest Johns

i got really attached to tom hartnell when i saw that poll that was like "which of the characters would you most like to work with" and i realized that i've actually worked with several tom hartnells before, which is to say, young well-meaning dudes who fuck up on occasion but earnestly try to make it better once they realize they've fucked up, and i'm like yeah :) i'll have tom hartnell on a job site any day. pick up a coffee for him on break when it's cold. swap the aux cord in the work van. he'd tease me for being old but also listen to my advice. look when i went back to trade school i was in a class of almost entirely dudes straight outta twelfth grade and i wound up adopting most of them as honorary baby brothers ok???? don't @ me

13) Henry Collins: Overboard // Johnny Manchild & the Poor Bastards runner-up: Sea Song (You Waded Out) // Apocalyptica

rip henry foster collins, dead 1848 of The Years Start Comin' And They Don't Stop Comin'

i didn't notice until i rewatched with subtitles that he's the one who ordered billy orren up into the rigging immediately before he died :') gosh i love it when this show hurts me and hurts me and hurts me

12) George Hodgson: Iscariot // The Vassar Devils runner-up: Delusional // Charlie Allen

oh hodgson you're so. you're so unsuited for command T_T what are you DOING out here, you should be back in england playing the clavier and making delightfully eccentric drawing-room small talk. he's basically one of [these birds] and what i wanna know is who thought it'd be a good idea to bring that to the arctic

11) John Bridgens: Our Time Is Short // Gang of Youths runner-up: Genesis // Amelia Day

[riffles angrily through all 5 of the somft romantic songs i own] dave k if you don't make at least one of these nerds listen to punk i'm gonna be in trouble

10) Solomon Tozer: Death of Me // Red runner-up: Believe // The Bravery

just so you know i'm having a completely normal one and i haven't chewed even a little bit of drywall over tozer's playlist

my initial music choice for him was just the entire discography of Rise Against. then the official playlist dropped and i blacked out and woke up surrounded by Flesh by Simon Curtis and Blood in the Cut by K.Flay and other such things and also i was wearing my leather gloves for some reason? so narrowing down my options here was somewhat of a trial

9) John Irving: Tell Me How It Ends // David Wirsig runner-up: I'll Be Good // Jaymes Young

the narrator of Tell Me How It Ends is a dying man who's struggled with faith all his life and the song is addressed to god [UPSIDE DOWN MELTING SMILEY FACE] ANYWAY HOW BOUT THIS HIGH STRUNG SELF HATING LIL MISS ANGER ISSUES, i want to poke him with a stick until he has some sort of breakdown <3

8) Thomas Blanky: Frozen Pines // Lord Huron runner-up: Heavy Rescue // Doomtree

give it up for the guy i have zero ideas for! i mean i love him don't get me wrong, i just don't know re: music. shrug emoji

7) Thomas Jopson: The Rockrose and the Thistle // The Amazing Devil runner-up: Seamstress // Dessa

i had 2 thoughts when Davechella was first announced and one of them was that modern jop only listens to death metal. "turmoil on the inside needn't show on the out," he says, putting on his extremely high end headphones and making his ears bleed

to which hodgson is like "why spend $2k on headphones just to listen to music where you can't understand the words?" (<- also spent $2k on headphones but sensibly listens to opera) and nedward is like "you're gonna be stone deaf by age forty :/"

to which jopson is like "hah, as if i have to worry about living that long" before remembering that normal people tend to take those jokes poorly I'M NOT PROJECTING YOU'RE PROJECTING

ANYway im not cool enough for dave's jop (i can't be in the club i'll be saying shit like perchance & thrice) but my contributions are more about the show than the modern AU

6) Edward Little: Bad Things // Social Animals runner-up: Downhill // Lincoln

[cracks open my Depression Jams playlist like a tepid beer!]

i do find it pretty funny that one of the Edward Little Certified Sad™ images for shitposts etc is actually the bit from ep3 right after franklin kicks the bucket bc like. that's not ned being sad that's ned looking at fitzj like Oh God He's Having A Whole Ass Breakdown Here. Oh God Please Get Me Out Of This Room Before He Starts Sobbing What Do I Do Oh God We Are So Cooked

5) Harry Goodsir: (beginning) beach piano // The Narcissist Cookbook (end): Bitter Medicine // The Crane Wives

oh, doctor mister harry goodsir. there's much i could say about him (and i've already said some of it) but here i'll just keep it to: more than any other character, i think, even crozier, he's split into a Before and After over the course of the show. so that's what my two songs are here, rather than a main and a runner-up like all the others.

i'm screaming abt beach piano btw. you see it right. i can't bear to not understand things. you can't keep the frog and dissect it. but when all you have is a scalpel / then everything looks like a cadaver.

4) "Cornelius Hickey": I'm Always Walking as Somebody Else // American Murder Song runner-up: Apotheosis // Kai Straw

"#A SECOND WRITER'S FAVORITE CHARACTER HAS HIT THE DAVECHELLA" lmaoooooooooo well today i dedicate my SSRIs to edward little and henry collins. cheers lads

my second davechella thought was oh. American Murder Song for hickey and it's not just because i'm super gay for terrance zdunich's voice i promise. [sidebar: The Indiana Man for the au in which he fled to america instead of tryin for the sandwich islands? he woulda thrived here, we love a horrible charismatic rat-faced grifter] but like c'mon his Carnivale costume was himself if i can get away with picking an on-the-nose song for anybody it's this guy.

#the terror amc #davechella #william gibson #tom hartnell #henry collins #george hodgson #john bridgens #solomon tozer #john irving #thomas jopson #edward little #harry goodsir #cornelius hickey

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aprillikesthings · 1 year ago

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The next episode itself is a two-parter, and I think that rather than split them up I will just watch through, which might mean I have to reblog this post multiple times.

Finishing out season four!

s4, eps 12&13 Destiny

Usual reminder: this is a REwatch and there’s spoilers ahoy, I make a lot of bad jokes (some of which are Adult In Nature), I reference other cartoons, I make random asides.

(also, this time specifically, I had some alcohol)

Tbh? it's a lot like watching things like this with me in person aaahahaha I always want to pause and infodump shit -_-

lol Emily is destroying Shadow Weaver's garden

Emily acts like Mal the cat does sometimes. WHAT IS IN YOUR MOUTH you are not supposed to have that! Get out of there!

UGGGH

it's easy to forget how BIG Scorpia is??

LOLOL oh my god I went downstairs for like an hour and a half talking to my partners about the most random shit and then playing with the cat and also: I've had most of a can of wine.

One of these:

YEAH (that's a huge image)

so if these get weird: blame the wine I guess

oh also @corpseauthority and I picked out fake fur and minky fabric for the ears and tail of my Catra cosplay :D :D :D I'M SO EXCITED

OKAY BACK TO SHE-RA

the only thing better than Scorpia's "huh?" is Shadow Weaver's flat "what"

Shadow Weaver: no we need the other princesses Glimmer: well they're gone but-- Scorpia, Shadow Weaver, and Emily: WAIT, WHAT???

AND THEN

okay but is the guard telling you this Double Trouble

ROLL INTRO

that thing was not meant to hold four humans and a horse with wings

why are you SNIFFING HIM

Entrapta: "I don't know you" Micah: "Yes, you do. You stole my food." Entrapta: "OH YEAH! It was delicious :D"

oh god Adora's like "....but are you okay? we came here to find you 🥺"

and she's like YEAH I'M GREAT

"each more deadly than the next??? it's PARADISE"

I love her so much oh my godddd

Bow: "We're here to rescue you" Entrapta: "didn't I just rescue YOU?"

Bow mentions Hordak and Entrapta pulls her little new bug-eye mask down :(

Adora: so hey we uhhhhhhhh really need your help due to a terrible secret of the First Ones that nobody but us knows

"WHy didn't you say so???"

well that's a callback to s1 ep1

THERE SHE IS!! MY BABY 😍 I LOVE HER SO MUCH

nooo

anyway Kyle, Rogelio, and Lonnie come in and Catra's like OH UHHH so...what's happening

Lonnie: "we just got back from conquering another Rebel town" Kyle: ":D You should've seen us!! It was all:"

and then he kicks Scorpia's old locker, with the drawings on it, and Catra gets mad

Ironically the degree to which Catra is UPSET is making me ship them harder lol

bb you need a break you are getting feral

Man Lonnie has her number lol. "What is wrong with you? We're winning! Even you should be happy."

god I love when she's this deranged

she slams poor Lonnie against a locker

john cena dot gif

but also OH DO THEY REMIND YOU OF WHO YOU USED TO BE? HMM? what you really wanted??? what actually gave you something like joy or contentment????? are you trying to just erase any part of you capable of feeling good?????????

Kyle is RIGHT

The cinematic parallels between Catra and Glimmer in this episode ("forget my friends I'M IN CHARGE HERE and YOU NEED TO FOLLOW ORDERS") are *chef's kiss*

Catra realizing this isn't what she actually wants: part ....a lot

STOP REMINDING ME I HAVE FEELINGS!!

The other three leave, she yanks the drawings off Scorpia's old locker, then THUMPs her head on it. And then Double Trouble shows up!

okay wait tho the way she pauses and then thumps her head on it is so funny I wish I could gif it, it's so cat-like and also Very Emo

I don't think this is supposed to be funny but it IS and I cannot stop rewinding and laughing. I blame the wine.

THONK

help i've rewatched it like five times now

okay

lol right??

Me, when I was info-dumping my own fic at myself: is it weird to imagine these two banging??? Me now: nope

Double Trouble: "Apologies for the delay, kitten. I got ...held up...in Bright Moon"

Anyway they give a little speech about how the Princesses keep fighting and She-Ra is away

NO SHIT, SHERLOCK

(now THERE's an old fandom reference ahahaha)

"We can't let them return to the Fright Zone!" TOO FUCKING LATE

YOU STOLE HER GARNET YOU WOULD THINK SO

Anyway they argue about the possibility of Glimmer taking Scorpia back to the Fright Zone

GOD I HATE IT WHEN SHE'S RIGHT UGGGHHHH

lolol I am. like. less than ten minutes into the FIRST OF TWO EPISODES and i've hit the image limit.

#april rewatches spop #destiny

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moldsporr · 9 months ago

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FINISHED ACT 3!!! Technically finished last night but I'm scheduling this for the morning

Act 1 reaction here

Act 2 reaction here

Notes I wrote while reading:

“I hope your father keeps you well fed” OH THATS WHY THERE WAS ALL THOSE BAKED GOODS OHHHH

Anyway. How thr fuck did Nanna know this. Did she hoo hoo in life as she does in death

OMG JADE

Is that an onion on ur shirt farmstink

Squeal like a piglet and fertilize some plants

OMG SHE DID IT I LOVE U JADE

Huh. Her room is. Just her friends interests. And their parents interests. Other than the furry I know that's all her. I know

Guns!!! Yayaya!!!!!! Doesn't Jake like guns too

Oh girl. Yoare so otherkin

She's really otherkin my goodness

PROBLEM SL- oh. Sooth

HEY THAT CUE BALL IS PART OF DOC SCRATCH AINT IT. THATS THE THING. THE TH HAL EQUIUS GAMZEE CALIBORN STUFF.

I do wonder what the magic 8 ball is for. If Jade has a bad feeling about it

Slur count: 4

Huh. Okay she has like… VR??

Slur count: 5 but I think Dave can reclaim this one

DAVE FURSONA YOOOO

What are you talking about tho

Omg they're fucking killing the felts…

Dave oh my god you're losing so bad. But yay bro!!! Yay cal!!! I'm so sorry Dave

john you're getting your ass whooped

Oh hello… Is ur name Sentry. Are you buddies with Vagabond

Oh. He's got mummies in his house

What is that thing

Who thr fuck is this. Who is CG

I'm assuming a troll ??? But whomst…

Slur count: 6

THE CAT

oooo what're you up to sentry…

IM GONNA PISS MYSELF I FELT SO BAD FOR DAVE AND THEN THE. I WARNED YOU BRO!!!!

HOLY SHIT JOHN IS GOING CRAZY

Aww yay he's having fun I think

Woah that place sure is purple!!!!

FUCK YEAH GET THEM DAD

???? Who is this clown watching them

Oh your name Isn't sentry. Hi peregrine medication!!!

Autocorrect that's not their name

PM I love you. I love mail

Yo wait PM you know Jade??? What

WHAT THE

IT EXPLODED

Omg rose horse… I know there's a animation of her with the horses. Like the arquiussprite one.

The fuck is in the teapot

AWWWWWWW THATS SO CUTE

Is that a picture of Jade in godtier. They Know….

HELP she napping

Oh. he's dead. Girl…

PM IS ALIVE!!!!!

Awwww baby rose….

Meow

Da fuck

Dad is… boring…? Lies

Jack's fourth wall : ( it was stolen…

IS THIS BETTY CROCKER!!!!

Put the hat on Jack. Put it on

Womp womp

FRUIT GUSHERS YAAAAAA

Awwww he looks so cute in the suit

THE HEINOUS BATTERWITCH

Boy you're so extra

BAHAHAHAH HE JIST WANTED TO DETCH THE BULLET… WHY ARE YOU DANCING W YOUR DEAD GUY…

Oop she napping

OH MY GOD SOMEONE GET ROSE OUT OF THERE

ROBOT?!?!?!?!

Dreambot…

So wait did she already Godtier…

Her room is lesbjan colors I think

Slur count: 7

Twelve… there's twelve Trolls I'm pretty sure

Gamzee Equius Nepeta Karkat Vriska Aradia. Uhh. Tavros. Eridan. Sollux. Uhh… the fish girl… uhhh….

Hi Vodka Mutini

How does John feel about Dave's bro kicking his ass btw. Very casual way of saying it

Oh John : (

VAGABOND IS BACK FUCK YEAH

Gasp… the blue box…

REALSTIC GUN!!! Hi renagade… like the dance

So John's the guy who likes clowns… not his dad…

His dad is so sweet though. he just wants to take care of his son. What has john repressed

OH PROSPIT IVE HEARD THAT!!!

This place sure is yellow

Omg WV has company :3

WV AND PM SHALL MEET!!!!

Take the shot /ref

JOHN!!!! He is also yellow !!!!

Ohhhh he's looking swaggy… Teal is a good color for him

Slur count: 8

WRINKLEFUCKER

NOOOOO DAVE… LIL CAL… THE KATANA… POOR BABY….

Giving him a forehead smooch

OH MY GODD THE JADE SILHOUETTE…

I like this like. “Fuck you timeline let's jump around” type of way thr story is being

Poor Cal….

GA… who are you

“Spread your wings” LIKE WHEN HE BECOMES A BIRD

Hi Dave I love you. I have no idea who you flirted with but you did such a good job you're such a good troll

YAYAY RENAGADE

Yo that box has Jade's dead relative on there…

PM is a girl?? the more u know

BAHAH AR'S A JUDGE… they're making a whole town… mayor, mail carrier, and judge…

INCONCEIVABLE

Butterfly : D

BABY JADE!!!

WHOP

HEY WAIT JACK DONT KILL HIM!!! I LOVE JOHN'S DAD!!!!

Oh my god I love them

That was a cool animation!!!! I have no idea what was going on. But hey I know that song…. Sburbian Jungle…

That sure is a fucked up planet WHAT HOW IS THAT THE END OF ACT 3

Okay so. Does this mean I'm. Halfway done with homestuck. This feels so short. Are the other acts longer

#homestuck #homestuck live reaction #textpost #reacting to homestuck #first time reading homestuck #how am i so speedy quick

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ltlemon · 1 year ago

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kk I'm gonna live blog episode 6 of OFMD because it'll be funny MAJOR SPOILERS but also like everything's super spaced out so you could probably read along with my reactions? (no clue why you would do that but the option is there.)

fair warning this is really long but no one's going to actually read this so that's fine.

that opening shot is SOO PRETTY

who tf is this guy

'my love'? is he fruity and evil? evil and fruity?

'god that was a beautiful pitch, that was really nice'??? I THINK SO???

I might end up liking the evil gay violin man

hi ed <33

oh no trauma

DRAMA WITH THE GIRLLLS <33 (Izzys little wiggle is precious)

HE THOUGHT HE WAS ROACH???? HOW DRUNK IS HE HOT DAMN

he did say sorry though :')

they're sharing the bottle !! the only times ed has done that with anyone that I can remember has been with calico jack and stede

fock off >:(

aww stede put away all his stuff for him

's probably not a good idea though

oop, yep, caught it. guilt room :(

poor stede he looks like he feels a little bad now.

he's so sweet about it though. <3

ARCHIE!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER SM

AA LOOK AT HOW JIM LOOKS AT HER

HOLY SHIT THAT WAS A BIRTHDAY STORY?!?!? AHAHAH

GIRL YOU ARE INSANE

oluwande looks like he's doubting his partners choice of a third slightly

fang's sticking his pinky out!

hehehehe they want a party <33

YEAHHHH

aww not stede offering to give the loot up to a good cause

give it a new purpose, one not tied to ed's guilt

you interrupted their little meeting >:(

EEhehe

YES TURN POISON INTO POSITIVITY

that's what I said

aw ed's charmed

✨I'm gonna go walk my dogs now, I'll be back✨

okok I'm back and I have a quesadilla

oh cool Ricky's back

you were minding your buisness?? no tf you weren't

heh, his new nose is cute though, it's like fancy china

old wrapped his arm around Jim!!! the cuties ever!!

AWWWWW HES FUCKINDUWDHAH

HES GIVING MONEY TO RANDOM KIDS BC HE WAS POOR AS A KID ADSIJN

I love him so much

'filthy little gutter rats' I'm dying

INN RP???

'don't be pirates' 'yeah agreed don't be pirates 😀'

zheng!

girl what is wrong with you

wee John doing drag makeup!!!!!!!! EAHEIDHAB

izzy seems quite intrigued

AWW stede's so charmed by the party

it's rubbing off on ed too

omfg Jim's so silly

just a little guy

HOLY SHIT WEE JOHN LOOKS GOOD

eeeeee ed's little smile at stede <33

WHAT THE FUCK IZZY MUSICAL SCENE WHAT

WHAT THE FUCK

AND HE'S GOOD!?!?!?!?

WIAIYT WAIT WAIT ARE THEU GONNA DANCE

PLEASE PLEAAAASE TELL ME THEYRE GONNA DANCE

fang's clapping for izzy in the background ee

UEUEUEUE SOME PEOPLE ARE DANCING

Jim and Archie are so flipping cute omfg

holy shit??? hand kiss???

AWWWW <<3333

OH OH OH AND JIMS DANCING WITH OLU TOO

THEY REALLY DO HAVE TWO HANDS

HAH HOLY SHIT THE THREE OF THEM ARE TRYING SO HARD

JIM SANDWICH

!!!!

AW OH OH NO ED SHIELDING STEDE-

oh its gay violin man!

'oh I'm going to torture you all. by the way. 😃' sorry I forgot, I meant evil gay violin man.

I love how when ed says 'its because I only hang out with cool pirates' Stede's looking at him like he just delivered the burn of the century

oh holy shit stede's getting pissed he's like stop touching him

'oh shit! You struck a chord, I think you got it in one!' his face here is so wholesome aa

'you torture like a bitch' 'yes ok honey maybe you shouldn't say that it might get us killed'

AW NO THE LITTLE 'it's me you want ITS ME YOU WANT' he can deal with it, causing pain to himself because of an action he did is fine, he's used to that, but that pain coming to stede is unacceptable.

'so what's the plan you...weird...fock?' starting to like izzy

AHDJAKSJ I love Lucius and Pete sm ya'll

his little conductors baton is really cute

Lucius and Pete in the lower levels of the ship looking like a shot from Alien

omfg stede asking for her name is so cute'

'where were you 😡' 'we got engaged 😄' 'aww🥰' 'anyways- 😡'

'alright gang! let's talk profit sharing! 😄' I'm dead

'don't do it stede 🥺' crying sobbing shaking

holy fucking shit stede

OH NO

baby's looking haunted by the horrors in his bedroom

??????

WHAT??

THE LOOK ON HIS FACE???? I NEED TO REWIND HOLD ON

HOLY SHIT

EDS FACE TOO HE WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT

sir you just killed a man???? why do you want to fuck now????????

aw ok but Izzy's back to singing though <33

he likes it :))

PHEW HOLY SHIT WHOA

OK IM STAYING SILENT FOR THIS SCENE ILL TALK WHEN ITS DONE I CANT FLIP BACK AND FORTH DURING THIS ONE BOYS (gn)

THAT WAS SO GOOD

LUCIUS'S LITTLE DANCE, EVERYONE SINGING ALONG,

GAY SEX?!?!?!

AGAGAAHAH

omg they're shouting for an encore in the creditsaaa 🥺

and Archie and roach interact yay!!

wow. ok. so we were right about the gay sex hips!!!

wow. we were right about the gay sex hips....

on to episode seven. (I may die within the next 24 minutes.)

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd season two #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd season 2 #random #lemon's live blogs #lemon speaks

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supernaturalgirl20 · 3 years ago

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Taking a Chance

Part 9

Pairings: Marcus Pike x F!reader

Warnings: Angst, attempted murder, Theresa being a vindictive bitch, cursing, reader in a coma.

Summary: After an amazing night with Marcus you discover you’re pregnant. What happens when you go to tell him and another women opens his door?!

A/N: this part is a short one, I just don’t feel like dragging the chapters out and it works better this way for the suspense I like to create 😈 Also thank you so much for the love on this I can’t believe so many people are really into it, you all make my day 🥰

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Day of accident

“Help! Please help.”

Theresa stood watching you, a smug smile on her face, there was no way you were making it out of this she was sure. Hearing movement from the door she schools her face and pretends to cry.

“Hey we heard screaming what going…oh god Y/N.”

“She…..sniff……fell….sniff….I tried to…grab her….oh his help her…..sniff….the baby..”

“Hey, hey look at me Theresa, calm down it’s ok. John call an ambulance now. Nobody touch her ok! Come here you need to sit.”

“Oh thank god you found her Theresa!”

“Oh Theresa you poor thing you’re in shock, someone get her a blanket.”

When the ambulance finally came and took Y/N the police arrived and questioned everyone. Theresa had covered up everything making it seem like an accident and as she walked out of the conference room she’s startled by Maria who stares at her with an angry expression.

“I wouldn’t be smiling if I were you Theresa, you may have fooled everyone else into thinking this was an accident but you can’t fool me.”

“What are you talking about? She fell.”

“Likely story. Amazing how you were there when she fell, the women who an obsession with Marcus. Mark my words your going to pay for this.”

“Your a crazy bitch!”

“Oh no, I’m a dangerous bitch, and you’ve just messed with my friend so you better watch your back.” Maria turns on her heels and walks away leaving a very stunned Theresa. Fuck!

A week has passed since your accident and Marcus hasn’t left your side. Still dressed in his work suit, he looks tired, huge bags under his eyes and the only food he eats is whatever Theresa or his mom brings when they visit. Sitting at your bedside, head resting on your hand he’s startled by the sound of alarms going off. Suddenly a swarm of nurses and doctors rush in and force him to leave the room. His heart is beating erratically as his waits for them to come back out. His pacing is interrupted by a small nurse with glasses, Mrs. Carlson.

“What happened? Is she ok?”

“Yes we’ve managed to stabilise her for now, but Marcus you need to prepare yourself.”

“What!”

“Marcus I’m only telling you this because your mom is a dear friend but the scan they did on her brain, it’s still very swollen and her heart can’t take another spike like that. I just don’t want you to get your hopes up.”

“Thanks Mrs. Carlson. I appreciate it. Can I..”

“You can go back in now yes. Oh and Marcus you should really go see your daughter.”

Walking slowly into the room he stands there just watching you. Why did this have to happen, just when he had finally found his forever. The tears start to roll down his cheeks and he moves towards you, laying his head on your legs gently.

“Baby please don’t leave me…please I beg you I’ll do anything just come back to me. To us! I can’t be a father without you, I can’t be anything without you please baby..”

“Marcus I..oh is everything ok?”

Marcus looks towards the door, Theresa is standing there with a bag of food in her hand and he can’t help put the tears flow.

“Oh Marcus baby what’s happened?”

Theresa moves beside him wrapping him in a hug, warmth filling her chest as he wraps his arms around her.

“She almost died, she crashed and they…..they all rushed in….and I…..oh god..”

“Shhh it’s ok, I’m here for you ok. Y/N is gonna pull through this, I know it.”

“Thanks for everything, you’ve been a huge support.”

“Hey what did I say I don’t mind helping you out ok. Have you though more about going to see your daughter?”

“I can’t I just can’t not without Y/N. It isn’t right that she’s not here to hold her.”

“I know but she needs her daddy too Marcus. Maybe I could go with you?”

“I don’t know..”

“How about you go grab a coffee, I’ll watch over Y/N, then when your back we can think about going to see her.”

“Yeah ok thanks Theresa.”

Once Marcus was out of sight Theresa’s gaze turned to you. She took in the sight of you and a smile creeped onto her face. Leaning closer she whispers into your mouth ear.

“I hope you can hear me! You should just let go there’s nothing for you to hold on too anymore, Marcus doesn’t love you like he loves me and you’re only hurting him by hanging on.”

A movement catches her eye and her gaze is drawn to your hands where your fingers start to move.

Oh no you don’t!

Theresa is frantic now trying to find a way to stop you from waking up. Eyes landing on the breathing tube she follows it to the huge machine beside her and an idea pops into her head.

“He’s mine!”

Feeling a little more awake Marcus makes his way back to your room, eyes drifting to the patients who are leaving, smiles on their faces and he hopes that you will have that fate. Suddenly there is a commotion and nurses rush down the hall nudging him as the run past and into….your room.

“Please no!”

He runs towards your room and sees all the nurses browsing around you again. Mrs. Carson places her hand in his shoulder, an emotion in her eyes he can’t place.

“Someone turned off her breathing machine.”

Marcus is in shock but his mind clears of the fog and he has only one thought.

Theresa!

Part 10

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inkyblinders · 4 years ago

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Dancing with the Devil: Part II

Part 1

Pairing: Luca Changretta x Reader

Author’s note: This was so embarrassing to write not because of smut...but because I’m crushing hard on Adrien Brody right now. And I can’t even share this obsession with anyone because… he’s kinda niche? Someone please reassure me that I’m just going through a phase because dear God why can’t I stop watching Darjeeling Limited just to see him ahhh.

The story picks up right after the end of Part 1, so I recommend reading that first. Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated, let me know what you think!

Summary: Following your meeting with Luca Changretta, you face the Shelby family and Tommy's reaction. (2.6k words)

Warnings: Smut, angst, swearing

Tag: Let me know if you would like to be added or removed

@anythingwriter, @rrtxcmt, @shut-chan

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You barely make it into your bedroom before he is all over you. The buttons of his crisp, tailored shirt fall like marbles. He moans when you nip the skin of his neck, right over his tattoo of the black cross, legs tangled together like a depraved waltz.

When he grinds into you, you shudder deliciously at the hardness that meets between your bare thighs.

How easy would it be for him to kill you after he fucks you, leaving your corpse twisted in the bedsheets. You know Tommy would find it when he eventually remembers that he has not seen you for days.

“Signorita, you know I come to you with the most honorable of intentions.” He murmurs, as if sensing your thoughts.

“You're not a very honorable man then.” A laugh that turns into a gasp as he trails his hand lower and strokes between your legs. No, not very honorable at all. And pretty soon all thoughts of honor are forgotten as he coaxes a moan from your throat.

His fingers are magic. The cold outline of his onyx rings scald your skin each time he crooks a finger inside you. Knowing exactly what you need, seeking your depths, swirling, rising to rub the clit, all the while exploring the flushed expanse of your body with his other hand.

Shoulder to breasts to hips and back again.

Without meaning to, you’ve let this stranger take control of your entire being. But God, do you crave this pure ecstasy.

It’s as if he wants to know precisely how much you can take before you're undone. So when you clench around his hand and feel the familiar ache he is right there, helping you ride the wave of pleasure, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusting fingers even as you curse, rake your nails down his back.

You almost cry out his name when you come. But you bite into his shoulder instead.

“Sweetheart, I’m gonna have to hear you next time.” He growls.

His words barely register as you come down from the high. Aftershocks spark like tiny flames. Now you are wearing his scent as much as he is wearing yours.

“Be inside me,” You whimper, tugging at his soft hair, urging him for more.

He rasps an empty warning, “What's my name, sweetheart?”

Of course. All this time you've never acknowledged you know of his identity. There was no use in trying to hide it now.

“Luca,” you breathe. And his eyes gleam with approval.

With a snap of his hips, he plunges into silky warmth. The fullness stretches you to your limit, head thrown back. It’s good, so good. Every withdrawal of his thrust is a blessing because you know what follows next. It’s him inside you again, wrapping you with his touch and the scent of tobacco and roses.

“Does your Tommy fuck you like this? Like the way I do?”

“He’s not mine.” You choke out, punishing Luca with a bite on the neck that elicits a chuckle rather than a yelp of pain.

He kisses you, your foreheads pressed together. “A damn shame for him.” Soon he starts to quicken his pace, going faster, more erratic, his breathing heavy upon your ears.

Yes, you urge him, come on, now.

And this is your chance. In a flash you roll on top of him, pinning down his shoulders with your hands. He tries to arch up but you stop him with a knee.

“How many men did you bring, Changretta?” You ask, making your voice rough to mask the lust, pressing your hands around his jugular.

It's a pleasure to see him like this. Shocked at your actions, maybe even scared. Naked with want but unable to do anything to relieve it. Unless he tells the truth.

“Fifteen. Why baby, am I not enough for you?” He laughs breathlessly, hands trailing goosebumps along your hips, tracing the contour of your breasts. The jib doesn't hurt you. After all, men have said worse. He tries to surge into you again, and his hot member pulses on your thighs.

“Do you swear on your honor? That you’re telling the truth?” You insist, squeezing him harder. The touch brands his skin as much as it brands yours.

In a voice full of self-mockery he says, “Yes I swear on my honor. Now let me in, clever Isabel.”

You take him in you, the sensations amplify a thousandfold. You try teasing him, going slowly in and out, but soon you are caught up in the sensation of him completely at your mercy and you ride him, faster, until you keen his name, until he too is undone.

****

Through the haze of dawn, he stumbles out of bed and gets dressed. Before he dons his hat once more, Luca leans down to whisper in your ear, as soft as sin.

“You tell Tommy Shelby he may expect a visitor in the night. I'm coming for him as the angel of death. The vendetta has begun…” He kisses your hair.

“I’ll see you soon, sweetheart.”

The door clicks shut. You rise from your pillow, and a small, hard lump rolls next to your hand.

It is a signet ring of onyx and gold.

****

“So we all get a death letter from the mafia, but Izzy gets jewelry?” Ada huffs as the family filters into the betting shop. As usual, Tommy holds court at the front of the table, brooding over a glass of whiskey. You roll your eyes as Arthur and John try to cover their snort of laughter with a cough.

“If you want it, you can have it, Ada. He’s probably planning on killing me too.”

“Doubt it. You’re not a Shelby, and we’re the ones who killed his father. Well, someone did, to be precise.” She shoots a bitter look at Tommy, who doesn’t even have the decency to look ashamed.

Despite Ada’s matter-of-fact tone, the words cut to your heart. Not a Shelby.

It’s not her fault. No one knows you’ve been sleeping with Tommy, not even your dearest friend. It’s a lonely secret to keep, but at least you can look at the family square in the eye and not have to worry about the things they say behind your back. Or worse, pity you.

You can handle the violence and moral ambiguity of Tommy’s business. But to lose the love and respect of the Shelbys would break your heart.

“What was the mafia man like, Izzy?” Finn asks eagerly. It’s obvious the boy is thinking of the dashing, gun-wielding gangsters he’s seen in the pictures.

“He was a wrinkly old brute. Kind of like your arsehole brother Tommy.” A smile to take the edge off the insult. But Tommy only looks off into space. As if he hasn't paid attention to this entire conversation.

Arthur clears his throat. “Now, let’s get one thing straight. It was me who pulled the trigger on his dad, so the blame falls on me.” He pats Linda’s hand even as his voice is heavy with guilt.

“No one’s blaming you Arthur, you weren’t the brains behind the operation, no offense.” Ada says. He is about to say something when Polly cuts in.

“Stop squabbling like children. We’ve all voted for truce, despite everything Tommy’s done to us—” The words nearly having us hanged hover pointedly in the air. “—So let’s focus on the matter at hand." She fixes Tommy with a sharp look.

“What’s the news from Camden Town? Will Solomons help us?”

“No.” He says tiredly. And all of a sudden you feel sorry for teasing him. He look gaunt. There are shadows under his eyes, even more so than usual. Without you to remind him to eat, you can imagine his diet for the past few days consisted more of alcohol and cigarettes than anything substantial.

“Spent three hours on a fucking tour of his bakery and another pretending to drink his piss-poor rum. I think he was trying to get me sloshed so I’d forget what I came for.” Tommy rubs his head.

“He’s refusing to send his men to help. Said he’s not going to go after another oppressed people.”

“Did you tell him the Italians are rounding up Jews in their country as we speak?” Polly asks incredulously.

“Wouldn’t make a difference to Alfie. Besides, that’s just an excuse. He’s really just a fucking coward.”

Polly looks troubled at this, as does the rest of the family. Everyone had been counting on Alfie’s friendship with Tommy, however peculiar, to help them with the vendetta. What they hadn’t expected was his extreme sense of self-perseverance. How are they going to protect themselves now?

“Before everyone panics, I’d like to say something.” Tommy clears his throat, setting down the whisky.

“As you may all know, two nights ago our Izzy encountered Mr. Changretta in the Garrison. He bought her a drink and asked her to deliver an official beginning of the vendetta.” He chooses this time to finally look at you. You hold his gaze until he looks shiftily away.

“We can also assume that he has been scoping out Small Heath, looking for any weaknesses on our turf. Now, Izzy has something to share with you all.”

You stand up uncertainly. The last time a woman other than Polly tried to speak her mind at the table it had been Esme, who still refuses to come to the betting shop unless Tommy is not here.

“While Mr. Changretta was, er, indisposed at the Garrison, I found some items in his coat that I think could be useful.” You fish out a passport and a stack of papers from your skirt pockets.

“Good job, Izzy! Oh, I knew we could count on you more than my idiot brother.” Ada beams.

“Becoming a right little spy, eh?” John ruffles your hair good-naturedly. As everyone gathers around, Polly gives a low whistle.

“Goodness, if this is your definition of an ugly brute, I wonder who’ll really catch your fancy, darling.”

You flush. The documents were obtained shortly after Luca had fallen asleep. It was an exercise in agility, trying to extricate yourself from his tangle of limbs, especially when you wanted nothing more than to stay in bed, encased in his warmth.

To your own credit, the papers were highly useful indeed. Some were maps of Birmingham, circles drawn in places where the Shelbys are known to frequent. The Garrison. Charlie’s Yard. The Arrow House. There was also stationary from The Stanton, a hotel just outside of the city.

There had been another piece of paper in the stack, a letter. But you kept that for yourself.

“We all have Izzy to thank for bringing us this valuable information.” Tommy’s voice rises above the chatter. “I will be personally examining all the documents and think of a plan. In the meantime, everyone stay alert, stay armed, and stay together.”

“Now if no one has any further questions, I need to have a private word with her. Alone.”

*****

You twirl the onyx ring around your finger as everyone filters out. It’s much too big but you still wear it anyways. The thick band of gold is comforting in its own way. And despite what you told Ada earlier, you don’t want to give it to anyone else.

Tommy’s curt voice snaps you from your reverie.

“Was it good, then?”

A small muscle tics on the underside of his jaw. His previously blank expression is now cold. The coward in you compels you to feign ignorance.

“What do you mean, Tommy?” You ask lightly.

“Did it feel good to have that fucking wop inside you?”

You burst out laughing. “Christ, Tommy. Did you pick up that word from Alfie? You sound bloody ridiculous when you’re trying to be crass, you know.”

“Don’t fucking change the subject, Isabel.” Tommy snaps.

“Oh, so I’m Isabel, now? You only call me that when you’re trying to get me in bed. Is that what you want? A bit early in the evening if you ask me.”

“What I want for you is to tell me how it felt having that man inside you, inside---”

You blaze with anger. “My sex life is none of your business, even if you are an occasional participant. I did what you would have wanted, and now I’ve got intel on the Changrettas that could save your arse!”

“Do you know how dangerous it could have been? Fraternizing with the enemy is exactly what got us into trouble with the Changrettas!”

“And fraternizing with them again has given us an advantage. We know how many associates he’s brought with him, and where they are staying. Good God,” Your eyes widen as you see the mutinous look on Tommy’s face. “Are you jealous?”

The silence of the room presses in until it's almost palpable. Finally he rubs a hand over his eyes, looking utterly defeated.

“I have no right to.” He says, pained. “But I am, just the same.”

The admission of his feelings would have made your heart soar a few days ago, before you met a man who enchanted you in the Garrison. You only laugh bitterly.

“What makes this different from all those other times you made me seduce the men you wanted to spy on?”

He says nothing. But what else is there to say? The past is in the past, and so many hurts have been caused by the both of you, it would be impossible to untangle it all.

You soften your voice, laying a hand on Tommy's arm.

“Let me continue seeing him. He wants me, and we can use that. You know it will be help, you know it might save us all.”

A breath flutters in your chest as you wait for his decision. If Tommy allows it, you’ll do it in a heartbeat. The Shelbys are your family, whether you're one in name or not.

But if he refuses, then perhaps… Perhaps he might actually care for you, deeper than jealousy, deeper than he admits.

“Very well.” Tommy says finally, and something in your heart shatters. The corners of your mouth curve up in a wobbly smile.

“Thank you for trusting me, Tommy. I won’t let you down.”

“You would never let me down, no matter what you do. Just…Be careful, Izzy.”

He closes the distance between you and enfolds you in a hug. You enjoy this quiet warmth, as fragile as spider's silk. With a small laugh, you pull away, patting his arm before turning to the door.

You don't look back to see if he follows.

#luca changretta #luca changretta smut #luca changretta x reader #peaky blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinder imagine #tommy shelby

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Good gravy, or should I say, good grief! I asked for Benedict angst and you DELIVERED. I will genuinely never get over the shock twist of your first installment - she is married to Benedict, lying there in his arms and secretly in love with his brother?!?! 🤯 I can barely conceive of such a thing! And then you DOUBLE DOWN and pull us deeper into this exquisite pain, this exceptional angst 🥹 I gasped, I shouted, I lost my mind over the following:

Okay, okay, the brother is Anthony 😓 I had assumed but we all know that’s rarely a smart course of action. I can’t blame her/myself/us 😅 how can you NOT love Anthony, even though Benedict can offer a wholly different and entirely fulfilling kind of happiness?

A bait and switch marriage! What rotten parents!! Goading her down the aisle for the sake of the family reputation by lying to her about the groom!! 😡 If it wasn’t highly unladylike conduct, I would have decked my father right in the middle of the church. So poor Benedict may have been deceived in this too! Told by the parents that their daughter was eager to wed him when it was nothing but a lie. How heartbreaking for both of them! But, very Anthony-like, she kept her cool and followed through with the marriage. For the sake of duty, propriety and making everyone else’s lives proceed peacefully, with her own happiness as the sacrifice.

Guuuhhhhh, now she’s in the position Anthony feared he would enter when dealing with Kate and Edwina. Married to the sibling you’re only lukewarm on and burning heated stares across rooms at the other one, tormented in body and soul. And the guilt of it….oh the guilt stirs such awful nightmares for her. Would it be possible for her imagined duel to play out if her feelings were actually revealed? It’s hard to say. Benedict is overall a gentle soul and loves his brother deeply. But he is also a passionate romantic who may love his wife even more and feel cheated enough that he may impulsively risk harm to Anthony. Or maybe the dream is just symbolic of how her unresolved feelings will tear the Bridgerton family apart, in one way or another 😭 I LOVE that you included Violet in the nightmare as the voice of reason and warning! The woman who has the most to lose if the brothers are pitted against each other. Ugh, it ripped my heart right out 💔 Excellent job!

It speaks to the ultimate goodness of her character that she chooses to reveal the truth to Benedict. She can’t be eaten alive by this any longer. But the poor man, I’m sure it absolutely breaks his heart. And yet - he will find a way to understand and forgive her; to see it through her eyes, even though he may be stung at first. I both love and hate that you didn’t really depict his reaction - just sent him off to the city so that she would assume he was running away. I really want to know what he did there and what he is thinking!!

Sometimes, we only realize how much we love someone when we lose them. You have set it up so perfectly. Perhaps she could never love Benedict the way she loved fantasy Anthony in her mind - they are two entirely different people, in dream and reality both. But that doesn’t mean that a quiet love of respect, tenderness and companionship hadn’t been building between her and Benedict over these few months. She just needed to have him taken away in order to see what a void he left. 🥹

AND THERE’S PROOF OF THAT LOVE!!!! Something bigger than the both of them, something they will have to contend with as a committed pair - a baby. Oh my gaaaahhhhhhhhdddddddd 😱😱😱😱😱😱

Then in what could have been a joyful moment you YANK IT AWAY!!! NoOOoooOOOO with unconscious Benedict being carried up the stairs 😭😭😭😭😭 (what am I saying? I absolutely adore the drama. I’ve written it once or twice myself 😜)

FOOTMAN JOHN CAMEO!! FUCK YES!!! 🤩🎉

MRS. WILSON CAMEO!! YAASS QUEEN! 🤩🤩

But oh no, oh no, oh no, he’s just in god’s hands 😬 and she’s left to contemplate the absolutely heartbreaking future that may lie ahead. Uggghhhh I love it sooo muuuucccchhhhh 🫠🫠🫠🫠

You best be careful with your next milestone celebration because you know I’ll roll in there and demand a part three 😅 We can’t leave our boy in limbo!! Hahaha but in all seriousness, THANK YOU so much for the stunning continuation of this, one of the most unique and angsty Benedict fics I have ever read. You never fail to surprise and satisfy ☺ Well done! 💙

Congratulations on 800 followers!! 🍾🍾 You have more than earned it and deserve even more! Lucky us that you are so generous with your talent! ☺️

I bet my prompt is going to come as a huge shocker - because it’s Benedict Bridgerton….and it’s angsty. I know, I know, alert the media 😅 But I’d love to see what you do with:

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

Thank you and cheers to you!! 🥂

Our Grief, Which is Our Atonement

Author's Note: First off, I am so so sorry this took me so long to get out to you. And secondly, thank you so much for always being so supportive and sweet. I hope this little piece stays true to our wonderful Benedict and makes up for the months of waiting.

Summary: A sequel to Touchstone of Our Character. Read it here

Warnings: Angst, emotional cheating, talk of pregnancy, major character injury, unedited

The next morning, you could not look anyone - especially Benedict - in the eyes. You thought you were over your little school girl crush on Anthony. You thought you had moved on from your parent’s deception.

You had married with your eyes open to the ways of the world. You had been in your fourth season, and your parents were desperate for you to make a match. Your inability to do so was starting to affect your younger sisters’ prospects. Therefore, your parents had made an arrangement with the Viscount of which they told you nothing. Until you were walking down the aisle at your family church, you had believed you were to marry the Viscount himself.

Despite your parents’ high-handedness, you could not be mad at this arrangement. You had attended finishing school with Daphne, and his lordship would occasionally visit to the delighted swoons of all of the other young ladies. You were no exception.

The Viscount was always courteous and ever so handsome. When you entered your first Season, you could not help but try to attract his attention, but it quickly became evident that he had no interest in finding a bride at that time. So you had given up the hunt, but that did not mean your heart had received the message. The thought of obtaining the object of your youthful desires left you giddy. You arrived at your wedding not dreading, but eager to see Lord Anthony Bridgerton waiting for you.

Of course, he was there. But when you stepped through the doors of the church there was a man in between him and your place at the altar. His brother.

Ever since that moment you had simply been going through the motions of being Benedict’s wife. You tried to love him. Truly. He was a good man that was gentle and patient with you, but you had spent so many hours imagining your life with the Viscount that you couldn’t help how your heart skipped a beat when he entered the room or how your eyes followed him as he walked in the park.

During the day, you would mentally chastise yourself for these thoughts, but your dreams were another story. It seemed your subconscious was determined to make you miserable for night after night it brought you into a grande place where you were allowed to love the Viscount - even as your husband slept beside you.

Your dream last night had started as it always had - with Anthony whisking you away from your school and into a crowded London ballroom. You were the envy of all, but you only had eyes for him and he for you. Right as the music ended after your first dance, Anthony leant in, but as always, he was never able to kiss you. You always woke up before he could.

However, last night you did not wake up. Insead as Anthony leant into you, he was ripped harshly out of your grasp. Benedict stood there, his face distorted with fury until it was unrecognizable.

“You dare defile my wife in such a manner? We shall settle this on a field of honor!” he yelled.

The next thing you knew, you were standing helpless at the edge of a field, watching as your husband and his brother took ten paces, polished pistols in hand. You tried to run and stop them, but you were held back by a strong grip. You turned to see the face of your mother-in-law.

“It is a little too late for that, Mrs. Bridgerton, don’t you think? You made your bed, now lie in it!” she spat with venom in her tone. You gaped at her with wide, terrified eyes and a gaping mouth. The next thing you knew, a lone shot fired into the morning stillness.

You turned and saw as Anthony fell to the ground in a heap. You were at his side in an instant. “He’s dead,” you whimpered. You turned toward Benedict where he stood with resolve - no sign of remorse on his face at killing his own brother. “You have killed him!” You buried your face in Anthony’s lifeless chest, crying, “My love, come back, please!”

Now you stood at the closed door of Benedict’s studio in Aubrey Hall. The two of you had not bothered to find a place of your own quite yet since you had married so late in the season and Anthony needed to have his brother help him with the fall and spring harvests.

Your hand had lifted to knock at least half a dozen times, but you could not find it in yourself to interrupt his solitude; your stomach ached with how anxious you were. You turned to leave when the door squeaked open.

“(Y/N),” he spoke gently, surprise evident in his voice. You turned back to see a small paint smudge on his otherwise flawless face. It struck you anew at how foolish you were to not love this man as he so clearly did you.

You swallowed harshly. “Benedict, may I come in? We must talk,” you said before you could talk yourself out of it.

He opened the door wider, his face becoming serious. “Of course, my love, you are always welcome here.” You entered, not taking note of the many landscapes in various stages of completeness. He offered you a seat, but you could not sit due to your agitation.

He watched you pace the length of the room twice before you came to a halt, your back facing him. “Benedict, I have been untruthful,” you blurted.

He chuckled. “(Y/N), if this is about how you told Hyacinth and Gregory you were feeling under the weather to avoid playing outside with them in the cold, it is completely understandable.”

He sobered at the pained look you gave him. “No, this is not about something I have said, rather something I have failed to say,” you tried to explain.

He caught your hands as they twisted together. “My love, whatever it is, I’m sure we can figure it out together.”

At his endearment, you broke. “That is just it! I do not love you, Benedict!”

Any remaining traces of his crooked grin vanished at your outburst. “What? What do you mean, (Y/N)?” he demanded - and he had every right to know.

You swallowed the lump in your throat harshly. “I have desperately tried to love you, Benedict, but my heart insists on being cruel. You see…” you composed yourself just enough to recount what had weighed heavily on your mind these past few months. He listened without interrupting, ever the gentleman.

Only when you had concluded did he speak. “So you love Anthony.” It was not a question.

“No!” you cried, too quickly. “Yes, oh, I don’t know!” You shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts. You sighed heavily. “I believe my heart is attached to a version of the Viscount that does not really exist. It has grown from a school girl fancy that I had closed off long ago, but it was reopened when I mistakenly believed that it was he whom I would be marrying.”

You studied your slippers. “If I am completely honest, I believe those fancies were what got me through those first few months of our marriage. Everything was so new and sometimes frightening, and I couldn’t help but want to slip into a dream world where everything was uncomplicated.”

Your watery eyes met his stony ones and held them. Your voice was thick with emotion as you said, “You cannot know how sorry I am, Benedict. You deserve so much more than what I have given you. I pray you can forgive me, but I understand if you cannot.”

You made your way to the door, the only sound as you left the clicking of your heels on the wood.

“Mr. Bridgerton left this for you, ma’am,” the footman bowed and handed you a folded note.

“Thank you,” you spoke out of reflex. The second you regained total privacy, you tore open the note, desperate for any words from him, no matter what they were. You had been lonely last night when he did not join you for the first time in your short marriage. Your eyes scanned the page quickly.

Mrs. Bridgerton,

I am away to London for a short period. I am to meet some prospective buyers. I do not know when exactly I will return.

Your husband,

B. Bridgerton

Never had so few words made you so miserable.

Benedict had been gone for two weeks and every moment had been pure misery to you. Your stomach had been in knots and your head had been aching every minute since you had come clean to your husband. It was obvious that everyone else in the house knew something was wrong; even young Hyacinth could tell that you were ill at ease with Benedict’s absence.

It was the Dowager Viscountess’s knowing glances that concerned you, however. She would catch your eye each morning when you would eagerly look to see if there were any letters for you. No one else noticed the slight raise of her eyebrows when you would look around lost when dinner was served and Benedict was not there to escort you into the family dining room.

Therefore it was no surprise that when the Viscountess invited you to her private parlor for tea on the sixteenth day of your husband’s absence that Violet delicately (or not so delicately) brought up the subject. “This is the first time you have been separated from Benedict since the marriage. How are you doing, my dear?”

You took a sip of your tea, panicking over how you should answer. Looking into her soulful eyes - so like Benedict’s - you blurted, “I find I cannot do anything without thinking of him. Just the other day, I was in the hothouse looking at all of the beautiful flowers, and I found one so striking that I started toward the door so I may find him and have him document its beauty on paper. Then I remembered he was not here and could not share in the moment with me; I nearly wept.”

You felt the sting of tears even now as you told the story and you realized what this meant - you did love Benedict.

Violet gave you that all-knowing look once more as you collected yourself. She patted your hand gently where it rested on the chaise lounge. “It is alright, dear. Regulating your emotions during this time is almost impossible,” she soothed, but her words made your head snap up, your eyes wide.

“What do you mean?” you asked breathlessly, surprising Violet.

“Oh, well, I know with each of my babies I would be in tears at the drop of a hat. I suppose everyone is different, but I know my first symptom was that I would become overly emotional about the silliest things,” Violet went on but you were no longer listening, trying to digest what she had unknowingly revealed.

You were with child.

You had to tell Benedict immediately.

Just as you were about to excuse yourself to pen a letter to him in London, there was a large commotion that sounded as if it was coming from the entrance hall. Both of your heads snapped to look at the door then to each other, concern filling both of your bodies.

You were out the door before you knew it and running down the grand staircase, each step filling you with dread. Your heart almost stopped at the sight before you.

The butler, two footmen, and the coachman were carrying Benedict through the door. You let out a sob at the sight of his lifeless body, his arms hanging listlessly as the men carried him up the stairs and into your shared chambers.

You rushed in behind them as they placed your husband on the giant four poster bed. “What happened?” you asked of the servants, making your way toward Benedict, needing to be closer.

The coachman doffed his hat and the rest of the men cast their eyes down and shifted uncomfortably on their feet. “Mr. Bridgerton had been riding his horse in front of the carriage when his stallion spooked. He was thrown hard, and we rushed him home as fast as we could, ma’am.”

You brushed a stray curl off of his ashen forehead. “John,” you called to one of the footmen while your gaze still assessed every inch of Benedict’s face, “please ride as fast as you can to fetch the doctor. And Humboldt, please stoke this fire and instruct the children’s governess not to let them come to this wing; we cannot let them see their brother this way. I am sure Mrs. Wilson is already on her way up with the Viscountess.”

As if on cue, Violet and the family’s housekeeper, Mrs. Wilson, bustled in, shooing the men off to their respective tasks. Together, the women made sure Benedict’s condition did not worsen while they waited for John to return with the doctor.

After the doctor had come and gone, giving no more advice than “let him rest, he should wake eventually,” you sat alone in the room with him. You gently grasped his hand, running your thumb in soothing patterns over his skin. You weren’t sure if you were trying to soothe him or yourself.

You shook your head as you let out a deep sigh, but the tension did not leave your body. You fought the tears that had been threatening to fall since Benedict was carried in earlier that afternoon. You squeezed his hand, hopelessly willing your energy to infuse into him and let him wake up.

“I am so sorry, Benedict,” you croaked. “If I had been a better wife to you, this would never have happened.” You were sobbing openly now. “And now your mother suspects that I am pregnant with our baby, and I -”

Your voice caught in your throat at the thought of everything Benedict might miss out on because of this accident. If you truly were with child and Benedict never woke up, he wouldn’t be able to hold your child in his arms or be there when they take their first steps. He wouldn’t be able to share with them his love of art or even an inside joke. You just knew that he would be the best father.

He was already the best husband. Yet, you had never even been able to tell him that you loved him.

You buried your face into the counterpane, sobbing uncontrollably now. “Benedict, you need to wake up because I can’t do this without you,” you pleaded.

Your only answer was the small sound of his shallow breathing.

Thank you for reading!

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#fic rec #go read both installments #theyll knock your socks off #exquisite angst #lovely moots

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ninthhousedyke · 2 years ago

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Nona The Ninth Live Blog #9

Okay yes it has been FOREVER but I can explain: I’m lazy. Also like…I sadly had to do human things like finals and not killing myself so I’m just getting back into everything. I also already do know most of what happens in the end because spoilers exist and I read them, but I still want to finish the book and catch any details I haven’t seen on my dash. Okay let’s begin!

Gideon just….playing dead….while Pyrrha carts her around like a sack of potatoes is such an image and I love her.

No I wanna know what Cam said to Gideon in that truck! Was she yelling at her for stupidly thinking Harrow hates her? Was she asking “bro wtf”? Was she trying desperately to jab more needles into her as Gideon just laughs? WHAT DAMMIT!

Okay so I do know that Pash and Gideon are cousins, but is THIS the moment Pash realizes it? Is her “oh fuck no” because she sees the ginger hair and knows it’s Wake’s DNA?

Nona worried Pyrrha will flirt with Pash is so cute.

“I hate to agree with Pash but she’s right.” “Thank you; fuck you.” Everyday I am more and more glad I wrote a hatesex fic about these two because every interaction proves just how much it was needed.

Wow so BOE cannot control their people at all! Merv Wing is just doing their own thing with the Sixth House basically?

Aweee Hot Sauce and Nona made up!

Hot Sauce being named Hot Sauce because she likes hot sauce is such a non-binary mood.

AHHHH WAKE HAD PASH’S PICTURE ON HER!!

So will Pash ever know Gideon is her cousin? Is that coming next?

Oh never mind there’s a resurrection beast now

I love how the most dangerous thing Nona can think of is Cam

The resurrection beast spoke THROUGH Judith!?!

I know Nona is Alecto but DAMN that conversation with Varun and the “And I never was” at the end are still so damn powerful.

“Is anything ever really truly ready to die?” TAMSYN STOP IT RIGHT NOW

Gideon just taking a nap through all of this lmao

I just read the John chapter and I’m gonna need a minute…..or five.

Okay let’s talk about John!

The moral grayness of the entire backstory to this universe is insane. Blood of Eden are the descendants of the top 1% who fled the climate disaster they caused, and John was one man with an insane gift granted to him by a dying planet’s soul. Is there really a correct way to handle that situation?

So he threatened to set off all the bombs if the trillionaire ships were allowed to launch, and then not only did he actually set the bombs off, but he took the souls of the dead and literally Adam and Eve-ed up a body for Earth’s soul just to try and catch the fleeing ships. And he didn’t even get them all! This man ate the souls of the universe to stop some rich assholes from running away!

That line about John caring more for vengeance than salvation hits harder now that I know HE MURDERED THE ENTIRE SOLAR SYSTEM!

RIP Cristobel

He also watched all his friends get murdered which has gotta take a negative toll on someone. Cassie and Nigella had JUST gotten married!

Like I’m finding it really hard to feel upset at his actions. What was he supposed to do? Let the rich live and the poor die? On the other hand, I’m a huge proponent of murder is always the option but nuking the entire world and building a Barbie doll body for Earth was a bit much.

Alright done with John! Back to my babies!!

“Kind of pretending to be dead here.” Oh Gideon I cried reading that. I’ve missed you so much.

Gideon asking Alecto if she loves Harrow is so painful and I just want these two to kiss for real when they’re both back in their correct bodies and states of mind.

Palamedes really is THAT BITCH. He has no formal training in the River or how it works but he’s like “yes this is a good solution”

Cam has two dads AND a sister?! Why is this information I’m just now hearing about! Oh god she’s gonna die isn’t she.

“We were children playing with reflections of stars in a pool of water thinking it was space.” OH GOD TAMSYN STOP THEYRE GONNA DIE

So that’s who Paul is….huh…the spoilers did not prepare me for that one. So we just lose both of them at once? We now have this third thing who is a Lyctor and is neither of them? No go back. I don’t want this. Take it back now!!

So Pash and Aim and Noodle are going to the Nine Houses. So we’re gonna get more Pash in book 4? Please don’t kill Pash. Let one person in this series have a happy ending and get to live without any body-soul fuckery.

WHO TF IS AIM

River time!

Okay I should really go to bed now but hopefully I actually finish this book in the near future.

#the locked tomb #locked tomb series #nona the ninth #nona the ninth spoilers #Nona the ninth live blog

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sortasirius · 4 years ago

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“Unity” and the Broken Boys

BOY Y’ALL BETTER SIT DOWN BECAUSE THIS IS AS LONG AS CAN BE AND I TOOK OFF WORK TOMORROW SO I’VE GOT TIME

This is....one of the best episodes in the show. Yeah, in all 325 of them, this is hands down one of the best.

First of all, stan Amara for clear skin.

That silent treatment babey, right out the gate with the Angst. Tbh Dean deserves it.

“Like I said, killing Amara, Jack dying...that’s the only way.”

“The only way. Our one shot. Our Last chance. You ever get tired of saying stuff like that?”

“We don’t have to like it, alright? But you and me, we gotta get it done.”

Amara is such a welcome energy in this whole episode. She’s warm and understanding, whip-smart and probably more powerful than Chuck. I love her.

Sam is a wonderful, understanding, loving dad. I love him eternally. He loves Jack so much, he’s trying so desperately to do what’s right for Jack but also what’s right for the world. Jack made this choice, but he can’t live with it. How do you support your child when their life is at stake?

“Come on man. Blindly following orders, lying to Amara, sending her to her death. Does any of this feel right to you??”

“It doesn’t matter how we feel! You know what? Stay. Stay. Someone has to be the grown up here.”

“Yeah well someone has to keep fighting for Jack!”

“He knows what he signed up for!”

“Last I checked, we don’t give up on family.”

“Jack’s not family.”

Y’all should have heard the noise I made. What a fucking line.

“I know how you feel about the kid, I care for him too, I do, but he’s not like you. He’s not like Cas. He’s just not.”

“I’m- I’m ready.”

You can see the regret, the heartbreak in Dean’s eyes. You can see how he wants to take those words back the moment he said them, and for Jack to hear them? It’s unthinkable.

Sam and Cas I’m just so fucking emo dude.

“Sam, you stayed behind to find another way huh? I woulda done the same.”

AMARA

First of all, LOVE this structure.

Amara and Chuck have such a fascinating dynamic. Rob and Emily do a great job (as they have all along) by clearly being siblings but...heightened. You can just tell they both exude power, and the other is the only one they consider an equal.

“You and Dean had that whole weird...thing.”

“That wasn’t you writing?”

“Ugh, not that part. Gross.”

What I took away from this is what I’ve suspected all along. They HAVE free will, just not total free will. Dean and Amara’s connection wasn’t Chuck, there are parts of the story he didn’t write. Obviously, this comes into play later.

I also have a hunch that Chuck doesn’t write romance. I also think that in particular will come into play.

“Balance. Something we’ve never tried before. Creation and destruction, light and dark, brother and sister united again, but on behalf of one world, this world. True balance. The way it was always meant to be. But you can’t. You only care about your pleasure, your story. Well, I guess that makes you the villain.”

“Villains get all the best lines.”

We see again and again this season, Chuck is irredeemable. He doesn’t care about the angels, he doesn’t care about the world, he doesn’t care about anything. He is a petulant toddler who has broken his toys. And when he realizes he’s trapped, he gets angry, he shouts and screams, completely at odds with Amara’s peace.

“You can’t hold me here forever.”

“I can hold you long enough.”

DEAN

Pain is the name of the game in this section homies. Because not only are we dealing with Dean’s pain, we’re also dealing with Jack’s. Jack says he understands why Cas and Sam mean more to Dean, but Dean clearly doesn’t, he, once again, wants to say more, but is stopped, still stopped by his fear: his fear of not beating Chuck.

Alright guys, gals, and non-binary pals. Let’s talk about Adam and Seraphina.

Adam. The first man. And Seraphina. The angel.

“My old lady. She’s the only one who could put up with me all these years.”

Yeah okay. Volume at 100 I get it lmao.

But also: Adam wants God dead not because he and Eve were kicked out of the Garden, but because he went after their sons. The theme of protecting the children strikes again.

“Killing God is your plan?”

“Yeah, Billie’s been giving us a hand but Sera and me, this is our baby.”

This juxtaposed directly with Dean’s own pain at what he has to do to kill Chuck, to gain his free will: the cost of his child.

Adam’s rib.

And who else might get his ribs hurt, only to be likely healed by an angel?

It’s fine, that’s fine. I’m fine with that.

“Jack, I don’t know how to explain it but, when I found out about Chuck, it’s like I wasn’t alive. Not really. You know like my whole life I’ve never been free, but like really free. But now? Now me and Sam, we got a shot at living a life, without all this crap on our backs. And that’s, that’s because of you. So, I want to say, I need to say...thank you, Jack. Thank you.”

I’m gonna have to do a separate post about just Dean in this episode, because there is so fucking much to talk about, but there are a couple of things that I think are important: Dean realizes how wrong he was, to say what he said. He knows that it’s not true, this is the way he’s always coped with loss, by pushing the person to be lost away, but for Jack to hear it? He can’t stand for that.

And:

Dean has finally pushed through the barrier. He won’t be quiet in the face of his doubts anymore. This is a breakthrough for him, and, of course, there are more to come.

SAM

Sam and Cas, my chaos duo.

The box, the inscription, the door.

Death’s library, filled with dead reapers.

And there it is. The Empty.

It tells Sam the plan, the plan for Billie to take God’s place. For everything to go back to the way it’s “supposed to be.”

This has always been the game, since season 13. This is the longest of long games.

Sam fuckin Winchester, lying his way out of a confrontation with the Empty like the legend that he is.

He comes back with a new purpose: to stop Billie’s plan, and here’s where we get to the heart of the episode and maybe the heart of the season.

“You hear that? Dean, brought to the edge of doubt. His sense of duty, his rage winning out in the end. And poor Sam, always gotta know everything. Can’t leave well enough alone. This is my ending, my real ending.”

The gun comes out, pointed at Sam.

Hmm...what did I say during 15x05? Oh yeah, this.

And:

Dean would never survive killing Sam, but he’s willing to do anything, anything to earn his freedom. His ending, where one brother kills the other and then kill himself.

Why, you might ask, did Sam not mention that the angels would be sent back to Heaven, why does he not mention Cas? I’ll tell you why, or rather, Becky will.

Plus, Dean looks back at Cas IMMEDIATELY when Sam says that, when he mentions Eileen, and THAT’S the first time he hesitates. He can’t lose Cas. But at the same time, he’s willing to do anything to have his freedom.

“Sam we don’t have a choice, Jack’s about to blow!”

“We always have a choice!”

You know me, just sitting here thinking about choice, the ability to choose, and how that translates to their free will.

And Sam...I don’t think there will ever be characters I love as much as these.

“I don’t care if Billie gets what she wants! I don’t man, I’d trade it all, I’d trade em all for Chuck. In a heartbeat!”

“What about me?”

“You’d trade me?”

“Chuck has to die. He has to! Otherwise he’ll keep us tap dancing forever, and I can’t live like that man, I can’t live like that, I won’t!”

“I know you feel like that right now, okay? I know you do, but you gotta trust me. My entire life, you’ve protected me. From Dad, from Lucifer, from everything. I didn’t always like it, you know? But it’s the one thing in the whole world that I could always count on. It’s the only thing I’ve ever known that was true. So please, put the gun away. Just put it away. We’ll figure it out, Dean, we’ll find another way, you and me. We always do.”

Okay I feel like this is going to be one of those scenes that I cry watching for years to come. Because fuck. After fifteen years they finally admit that not only did Dean protect Sam from Lucifer, but he protected him from John. John. On a par with Lucifer.

Dean and Sam have, for so many years, sacrificed themselves for the other. Dean’s demon deal, Sam and the trials, every season they have fought to see who can die the quickest for the other. But this? This is them fighting to stop the violence, to stop from killing the big bad. This is them growing, in our eyes, in real time. Sam has always been able to get through to Dean when no one else had a prayer, but for Dean to listen, for Dean to take his words to heart, to stop the hunt for Sam, for their family, that’s how you know they do have free will.

(Btw Chuck’s eye effect when he dusted Amara was sick as fuck but I’m emo for my boys so.)

Chuck knows it’s a loss, he knows that his story has, once again, been thwarted by the boys making their own choices. And he’s pissed, but in his anger, we get a bomb dropped on us.

“Spare me your contempt Castiel, the self-hating angel of Thursday. You know what every other version of you did after “gripping him tight and raising him from perdition”? They did what they were told. But not you. Not the one off the line with a crack in his chassis.”

Are you fucking kidding me?

Also, just worth bringing up this one as well:

Every Castiel pulled Dean out of Hell. Every one told him the same thing. And yet, immediately, with this Cas and this Dean, something was different. Because what has everyone seen about Cas, from the moment he met Dean?

And there’s our endgame people. Laid out on the line.

But we ain’t done yet, fam.

We’ve talked about the handprint, but you know:

So there you have it, our prep into the “monumental” 15x18. I have spec on that, of course, but I think a novel is long enough for this.

What to take away: Dean’s rage was always Chuck’s plan, they do have free will, their love for each other, for their family, is what will stop Chuck’s control, Death is about to come back with a vengeance, Cas’ deal is at play, and, most importantly, Castiel and Dean Winchester are a blind spot for Chuck, something he has never, not once, controlled.

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