#episode sneak peeks

[threebooksoneplot]

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Coming soon on Three Books One Plot: Episode 48 - The Child Trap

Liza rejoins G and birthday girl Shannon to discuss Edward’s most controversial Girl Crime yet in Chapter 2 of Eclipse! Plus: failed matchmaker Charlie throws a tantrum, Angela Weber engages in egregious orphan-shaming, and Edward’s new best friend is…Mike Newton?! Stay tuned for the Corona Light chapter that reduces Shannon to tears!

Available September 23rd, 2024.]

[littlesolo]

NCIS Hawaii 2x13 Misplaced Targets Sneak peeks

[winnie-the-monster]

He is going to kiss her!!! He is going to kiss her!!!

[planetkram]

I rewatched the sneak peek for episode 7 since it is coming out tomorrow and it only confirmed that Alastor is a goofy goober more.

FIRST HE DOES A POSE WHILE BEING TOLD ABOUT CHARLIES EMOTIONAL DAMAGE AND THEN JUST STARTS COCKY SINGING!

[romancemedia]

First Look at My Adventures with Superman Season 2 Finale

[apt502-if]

Cal kisses with everything in them. There is a confidence in Cal that you didn't see when you first met. Both of their hands are on Taren, the passion that oozes out of Cal so strong that you get goosebumps down your arms like you're participating instead of spying on a moment that's not for your eyes. It's not every day you see someone kiss a person like they're giving them their last dying breath. It has you feeling like you're intruding.

choice -> #Your heart races as you watch Cal. ♥

You don't know what it is that has your heart racing as you look at Cal kissing someone else. It's probably because your fresh breakup has you longing for something you don't have anymore.

Taren is lucky.

The angsty second-lead love triangle yearning is starting EARLY :>>>>

[ophernelia]

i know it's just the animation but i think eloise gives the best hugs. like she puts her all into it. i guess it's because she doesn't get hugged too often.

[starryinkart]

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(Likes and Reblogs are appreciated!!)

Got a bit inspired by the J getting screen time due to getting a plushie and helping V escape the sentinels theory, so I decided to draw it!!

(Also my first time drawing J and Sentinels so sorry if it’s not 100%)

Hope ya’ll enjoy!!! I have more art coming before the episode…

4 DAYS LEFT GUYS!!!

(Close up for those who need it!!))

EDIT: Honestly this may still happen, but add Lizzy, Thad and Khan to the mix!

[cyjammy]

Alastor: A Fairly Predictable Enigma

I love how Alastor is written in the sneak peek.

Alastor waited until a prime moment of vulnerability from Charlie before he revealed that he knew angels could be killed. (Hey, we all know it, context clues, baby)

And here’s why he did it. Alastor may be seen as unpredictable, but he does have a code he follows.

It wouldn’t have made sense for him to tell Charlie as soon as he found out, he waited until this moment — for Charlie to be at her wits end before he offered the option.

Charlie is a firm believer in her plan for redemption. She’s a pacifist. It doesn’t matter what they have done or when they did it, she believes they can turn their lives around and be better.

So, Alastor was amused by the princess who boasted about her plan, took everything with a smile and unbridled optimism. She basically practiced everything he preached.

Alastor respects that.

Alastor even acknowledges this. He never expected Charlie to give up. To wallow in pity over a loss no matter how big.

With her firm beliefs comes a difficulty in getting her to try something different. Charlie’s behavior is so engrained in her very being that she will refuse to go against it.

If Alastor were to tell her before she went through everything she did in this season: being laughed at and ridiculed, having her beliefs questioned by the determining powers that have influence over her success, being confronted by a rigged system and being lied to by the person she trusted most —

She would have never listened.

Killing angels would be the last thing she would consider, and even then she would actively prevent this from happening if she had known about it earlier.

Charlie had to be battered by the world to see a new perspective. You can only rebuild what has been broken. She had to confront the world and all its flaws, break out from her delusional bubble and see things for how they actually are.

All of Charlie’s complaining about her stresses and basically giving up is what makes Alastor share that angels can be killed. Charlie sees the world for how it is and wants to give up.

Alastor can’t let that happen, so now that she’s out of options, the only thing she can do now is fight.

Alastor knows this all too well and takes advantage of it. If Charlie gives up, he no longer gets to see how this story plays out.

If he didn’t care, he would have left a long time ago (unless Lilith is commanding him to stay, which I firmly believe and I will die on this hill).

Alastor may not care for the patrons of the Hotel, but he does love a show, and what better than a war against Heaven?

Episode 7 and 8 are going to be amazing, I can’t wait until Thursday!

[rainbow-beanie]

OH FUCK YOU OF COURSE BRANDON WROTE THIS EPISODE. NO WONDER HE WAS SO EXCITED 😆

[buckleyseddie]

of curses and hospital rooms

buddie | G | 1,2k | inspired by the 8x05 sneak peek

read on ao3

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Eddie raps his knuckles on the door, peeking into the room. Buck’s attention shifts from the TV to him at the sound.  

“Hey,” he says with a small smile. He pats the hospital bed until he finds the remote, lowering the volume of what he was watching– a telenovela by the looks of it. 

Eddie’s lips twitch with a smile of his own. “Hey, Buck.” 

“I thought you left,” Buck says, sitting up. The sheet covering him falls to his mid-stomach and Eddie forces himself to keep his eyes on Buck's face. 

“Of course not,” Eddie says, leaning on the door, ankles crossed. He finds the idea of being anywhere but here with Buck when he’s injured absolutely ridiculous. “The others left for a call but Cap said it was okay if I stayed, keep you company until they let you go.”

Buck ducks his head with a shy smile. “You uh, you didn’t have to do that, Eddie.”

“Do what? Skip what’s probably going to be a nightmare of a shift, being this close to Halloween, to sit with you and watch telenovelas?” Eddie says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Buck chuckles. “Well, I'm glad my injury is beneficial to you.”

Eddie snorts, jerking his chin at him. “How is it? Your arm?”

Buck lifts it, rolls his shoulder a few times and flexes the muscles. Eddie swallows thickly. “It’s fine. Barely hurts. Thanks for– for popping it back in by the way.”

Eddie shrugs. “Probably should’ve waited for the actual paramedics to do it but–”

But Buck had been in so much pain, and Chimney and Hen were both busy with the victims of the fire they were called to and Eddie had needed to do something. 

“Nah, I trust you,” Buck says with a soft smile. 

Eddie bites his lip, stopping the affectionate smile threatening to stretch over his lips. “I didn’t fuck up, right? That’s not why they’re keeping you here?”

Buck shakes his head, curls bouncing on his forehead. “No, they just want to do an X-ray before they clear me, but the nurse said they’re a little backed up right now.” 

“It’s a good thing I got coffee then,” Eddie says, lifting the cup he grabbed from the hospital cafeteria. “So can I come in?” 

“Like you have to ask,” is Buck’s response and Eddie feels a warm fuzzy feeling bubble up in his chest because of it. 

He takes one step into the room– and stops when Buck puts his hands up. “Just– keep your distance,” he says, blue eyes going wide. “We don’t know if this is contagious.”

“Uh, what is?” 

Last time he checked shoulder dislocations weren’t something you could infect someone with. Did they run some tests on Buck and discovered something else? The doctor didn’t mention anything like that–

“You know– the curse,” Buck says, voice only slightly above a whisper. Eddie leans closer but Buck just waves him away. With a sigh, he rounds the bed, keeping his distance. “The reason why my shoulder popped out of its socket.”

“Buck, your shoulder did that because your arm got tangled on a hose.”

“No, I know,” Buck says, waving his hands. “But it was the curse that made my arm get tangled like that.”

Eddie opens his mouth, closes it and opens it again. “Alright, I’ll bite. What curse?” He sits down on one of the chairs by the window, setting the coffee on the small table. 

“Okay, so. You were there when I ripped out that corpse’s arm–”

"Yeah. And so were the fifteen or so kids whose parents will sue the fire department for psychological damage.”

Buck’s nose scrunches up. “Right, well. I think I activated the curse there, angered some kind of– of spirit or ghost or something and they got back at me when we went on that call. By popping my arm out like I did to it. Him. The corpse.”

“What? Like a voodoo doll or something?” Eddie asks, eyebrows furrowed.

“Yes! Exactly!”

“Okay,” Eddie says, trying not to sound too skeptical. “And how do you– you know, get rid of the curse?”

Buck frowns. “Don’t know yet. My phone is with my uniform so I haven’t been able to look it up, but I read once that with cursed objects you have to salt and burn them so maybe it’s the same? Except the object here is the corpse.”

Eddie’s lips scrunch to the side. “I don’t think Athena will let you salt and burn her only lead on this case, Buck.” 

He pouts, his bottom lip jutting out, which Eddie finds a little distracting. “You’re right. Maybe I can find a– a protective spell or buy a good luck charm off of one of those women at the pier. You know, the ones with the crystal balls and stuff.”

“Those are scams, Buck, you know that.” 

“But I don’t wanna be cursed, Eddie!” Buck whines, throwing his head back on the pillow. 

“Well, that’s what you get for going around touching corpses, bud.” 

Buck huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. His naked chest. Eddie keeps his eyes resolutely on Buck’s face. 

He looks genuinely upset and Eddie lets out a long sigh. “Okay, fine. We’ll– figure something out, okay? We’ll ask Chim, we’ll get you all the good luck charms, we’ll– I don’t know, sacrifice a chicken if we have to.”

“We will?” Buck narrows his eyes. “I thought you didn’t believe in those things.”

“I don’t, but you do and I got your back, remember?” 

Buck’s face melts into a soft smile. “And I got yours.”

“Exactly. This curse’s got nothing on both of us,” Eddie says, scooting forward on the chair. 

Buck flinches back. “Eddie, you don’t want to come near me–”

His voice is soft when he says, “I already touched you when I popped your shoulder back in, Buck, so if this curse is contagious, I already got it.”

“Oh. Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be,” Eddie says. This time when he reaches for his hand, Buck lets him grab it. “I’m not letting anything happen to you even if I have to fight this curse myself.” 

“You can’t fight curses,” Buck says with a playful eye roll, the corners of his mouth ticking up. 

“Oh yeah? Watch me,” he says with a wink, and watches mesmerized as it brings a blush to Buck’s cheeks. 

“Thanks, Eddie.”

Eddie pats his hand once before leaning back on the chair again. “Anytime, Buck,” he says. He crosses his legs and jerks his chin at the TV. “Now, are you gonna turn the volume up on that telenovela or what?”

Buck chuckles, grabbing the remote and turning the volume up. 

It almost feels like a normal afternoon– hanging out with Buck, especially after Chris left and he took it upon himself to keep Eddie company, going as far as watching the telenovelas he and Chris used to watch, even if said telenovelas are in Spanish and Buck can’t understand more than a few words here and there. 

The room might be different and Buck being shirtless certainly is too but glancing to his left and catching Buck looking at him with a soft expression isn’t and neither is the way it makes Eddie’s heart flutter. 

Buck may or may not be cursed, Eddie too, but if this is how it’s going to be– there’s no one else in the world Eddie would rather share a curse with. 

[nocturnal-impala]

Transformation Luna Style, enjoy!

[debdarkpetal]

[romancemedia]

Oh My God! You Have GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!!?!

[hyperfocusthusly]

Tommy ‘squinty face’ Kinard you will always be famous to me