#great effort last

[crystaltreebee]

If I had a nickel for every time Jeremy Jordan showed up in random media I’d have-

so many nickels. Someone needs to stop this man. Please.

[thebramblewood]

AU in which the trio opens a fine dining restaurant. It's like The Bear but with vampires.

[otomes-and-tears]

it’s meeeeeeeee i’m shiloh enjoyer #3!!!! revolving him around in my brain every day like it’s a microwave 😭😭 i know you’re busy with a lot of other asks at the moment but i’m eagerly awaiting the lizzie post!! and all of your other writing ofc <33 you brighten my day :D

HELLO TO THE MYSTERIOUS SHILOH ENJOYER #3! I think we're all here now haha I'm glad you enjoy my analysis posts! NOW BUCKLE UP, BUCKAROOS! THIS ONE IS GOING TO BE LOWKEY SAD: Elizabeth is perhaps the most complex and defining relationship in Shiloh's life.

First of all, it's one of the few we see glimpses of throughout several steps in his life-- we see how he idolises her as a child, how he acts towards her when they reconnect in his teenage years and glimpses of how the different versions of him act with her in adulthood. It's likely the oldest relationship he maintains that isn't familial, and I think that's incredibly significant when we take into consideration what I believe to be one of the paradoxical cores of Shiloh's character: Connections and relationships are disposable to him, but Shiloh is only Shiloh as long as there’s someone there. He still feels lonely.

I talked a little before about Shiloh's childhood. How the social dynamics he established as a kid ended up influencing his behaviour as a teenager: He sees Lizzie as the obvious leader, since she's older and more assertive than him and MC, and follows her around and obeys her every whim because of it. Whether he genuinely likes her or not is up for debate, but I don’t think it matters to Shiloh. What she means to him is something that can far supersede any simple likes or dislikes that he might feel at that age:

She provides stability and purpose. She’s his anchor against the mean kids, the teasing, the isolation. All he has to do is stay in her favour. Lizzie is his first encounter with a power dynamic he can rely on and emulate as he grows, and therefore she becomes someone he idolises.

Shiloh doesn’t need to be honest, or even be himself, as long as he’s useful and needed. He understands social hierarchies all too well, knowing what happens to people at the bottom. It’s why he insists he isn’t “different” and loses it when Cove calls him “weird.”

He was probably one of the kids who got picked on, so he’s always scrambling to stay just above water and not sink to the bottom with the rest of the “outcasts.” MC doesn’t mean much to him, but in Lizzie’s absence, he sticks to them just as obediently, as they’re the next best thing. Cove, on the other hand, is mostly just a mild annoyance but does give Shiloh a bit of relief because, for once, he’s not the one at the bottom. And it’s not like Cove was ever going to be Lizzie’s favourite anyway.

Whenever Shiloh gets ignored, he panics and tries to wedge himself back into the conversation however he can. And as soon as Lizzie shows up again, he immediately runs back to the safety of their old dynamic.

I think that while most of him admires her at that age, there's a little part of him that resents not being like her. Not being able to be a leader and being relegated to a follower, feeling aimless when she isn't around. As a kid, he's more prone to lashing out when angered, unlike older Shiloh who acts with fake cheeriness and this strange, eery coldness when annoyed. And that's why he pulls her down with him into the water in Step 1.

If he isn't willing to voice these things because he doesn't want to rock the boat and cause issues, he expresses it more subtly.

Shiloh’s just scared—a scared little kid who figured out a way to fit in. And because that method kept working for him, through moving out of state and getting through life without Lizzie, he never really had a reason to change, even if it did a number on his very sense of self.

He got better at these tactics over time, making sure he’d always have a way to fit in, but it cost him a real personality and genuine social skills beyond the manipulation tactics he fine-tuned throughout the years. Eventually, he started taking control in small but crucial ways: He’s the one who walks away from relationships, now. Removing himself from them becomes a choice. It’s not only about leaving when people cease being useful to him but about imposing a sense of control that he felt like he lacked in childhood since he moved schools and states a few times and was likely used to being the “new kid” in different places.

He learned to hide his feelings better, so he wouldn’t blow up the way he did when he was seven. That’s why his relationship with Elizabeth—and the times he had to start fresh somewhere new—were so essential to shaping who he is: Lizzie set the standard for the kinds of relationships he’d chase, and moving around gave him fresh slates and new people to practice on.

That brings us to the serendipity moment in Our life and what we know from him in Xoxo droplets. Now, I know a lot of people haven’t actually played XOD and only have a cursory knowledge of it and the fact that a few characters from it cameo in the Our Life series! But did you know that Liz is mentioned by name in Shiloh’s route?!?

Yes! Back in 2017 we actually had Shiloh mention the events of Serendipity, which I think is a crucial scene to understand Shiloh’s character.

But before we talk about that, Let's talk Serendipity!

After Jeremy brings up “Shiloh’s famous memory” and Liz realizes he lied about not remembering her in the Step 3 prologue, Shiloh actually goes ahead and explains why he is the way he is. His explanation lines up with what we know about him from XOXO Droplets and how he acts in Step 1.

I don’t think he’s lying. Not about all of it, at least. Some of the only concrete information we have on Shiloh’s character and how he functions comes from his childhood, and I think that what he’s saying is a natural progression of that information. He only does things for his own benefit, he’s afraid of being left out and he asserts his sense of control through his relationships with others. But it’s really important to remember that Shiloh doesn’t do things without it benefiting him. While I believe in the core of what he’s saying, the fact that he’s divulging this information at all (how he’s going about it, by putting Liz and her feelings on the matter first, and framing his choices as being mistakes he made out of care for an old friend and by reiterating that they’re too good and putting himself down for pity points) instead of trying to dodge the conversation again, he’s employing a few of his known manipulation tactics: the real me strategy.

Shiloh knows that this new information is hurtful to Liz, and like in Step 1, her opinion is really the one that matters to him. He knows that there’s a limit to how much he can play dumb before they snap, and by Jeremy revealing part of his MO, there isn’t a lot he can do to smooth things over, so the least destructive path is to do exactly what Shiloh does to JB during his route in Xoxo droplets: He feeds Liz little bits of truth because he knows he’ll damage their relationship if he doesn’t. He gives her enough so she feels like she knows him better, like she’s got some new, special insight into the “real” Shiloh that nobody else has, which keeps her around. He pretends to drop his manipulative schtick because by telling her this, she has “figured him out” and there isn’t a point in trying anymore. That itself is a manipulation tactic.

But why bother? He’d be gone again by the end of the afternoon regardless of her forgiveness or not.

It comes back to what I mentioned earlier: Shiloh is the one who exerts control over his relationships. He is the one who decides when they start, and when they end, and by Liz being upset and deciding she doesn’t want to be around him, not only does he lose the control he craves, but Shiloh loses it with the person he based all of his subsequent relationships on.

In the few hours that he spent in Sunset Bird, they all fell back into their old dynamics even though it had been so long since Shiloh stepped foot in that town. He still remembers that she prefers popsicles over ice-cream sandwiches, and even though he’s better at including MC and Cove, Shiloh in a lot of ways fell back into their old routine, looking back to Liz as his leader and following into step as her sidekick. It doesn’t matter if Liz isn’t an active part of his life any longer, what would it mean to him to have those memories tainted? For that perfect template to be ruined?

But Liz stays. 

And because of that choice, we get to see the ultimate consequences of it. Shiloh isn’t a good person. As pitiful and as tragic as he might be, he simply isn’t one. And I think that can be encapsulated perfectly in how he frames his interaction with Liz to his girlfriend in Xoxo Droplets.

He glosses over what he did wrong, he casually exploits that event to garner points with his girlfriend. He ultimately doesn’t care if she takes his and Liz’s relationship the wrong way and frames it as being romantic, even if that’s far from the truth. Even with Elizabeth being miles away and already hurt by him, he still finds ways to use people and spin narratives to his advantage. 

I do believe he holds Liz in higher esteem than most (and arguments can be made that JB, the main character in XOXO droplets and his love interest, and Elizabeth share similarities in both appearance and their strong-willed, confident personalities), since she was his “idol” by his own admittance, but this is a tiny way in which he asserts his control over the situation. It doesn’t matter if Liz believes she holds the reins. If she’s older, admirable and if he still follows her around like an obedient puppy when she’s around.

By choosing to stay, she tipped the scales in his favour. He is the one in control once again, and he's able to continue his interminable cycle of holding people at arm's length while playing the part of a devoted companion.

[greenleaf4stuff]

Eregion Tea & Coffee

Based on this awesome picture by @teawithtrop, and the ensuing back and forth between @themalhambird, @biodead-on-the-biobed and me in response to it, as well as @themalhambird’s own little one-shot (read it, it’s fantastic!). Also in part a very belated prompt fill for the Give Him Nice Thing 2025 Adar Valentine’s Bingo by @wowstrawberrycow.

Coffeeshop!AU, hinted future silverscars (Adar/Celebrimbor) and veeery lightly hinted possible silvergifting (Celebrimbor/Annatar). Celebrimbor is the owner of cozy yet very successful tea & coffeeshop, and a highly beloved boss among his employees. Adar, a down-on-his luck, former general manager of Mordor Coffee Ltd, begins to show up to the aforementioned coffeeshop, in order to keep an eye on 'Annatar', his fomer boss, who is up to no good as usual. Except well, he may or may not also start to like the coffeeshop owner and his generous, kind demeanor, too.

One day, Adar is spending time at the coffeeshop as usual, when Celebrimbor approaches him with an unusual offer – as well as some tea and coffee. Adar cannot believe his luck. Annatar is probably fuming in the background somewhere.

Adar sat in his usual spot, at the smallest table in Eregion Tea & Coffee, back to the wall so he could have the whole interior within view. He was scowling at the counter, where he could see the owner, Celebrimbor Curufinion, puttering about and talking to an employee with a bright, but tired smile.

Usually, Adar’s severe expression would have been due to the early hour and the fact that his current gig at the local bar had messed with his sleep schedule. Again. Today, however, was different.

He could tell that something was going on with the owner – Tyelpe, as everyone who worked there called him. And as the aforementioned owner had encouraged Adar to call him as well.

The former general manager couldn’t yet say exactly what was wrong, except that over the last few weeks, there had been...incidents.

Small ones at first. Problems with card-based or by-phone payments, or the register straight up not cooperating at all. Things going missing from storage, employee’s possessions disappearing, the last bulk of milk being beyond the expiration date when they checked for it, even bills not getting paid on time.

Judging by the reaction of the baristas that Adar had been able to overhear, the way they talked about the situation – and did not even care that someone might listen in, which was a whole different problem – told him that this was very much out of the norm.

He could tell it was taking a toll on Celebrimbor already, who appeared more dismayed and frazzled each time something like this happened.

The worst of it, by far, had been an incident with a coffee machine that had left the young blonde, Mirdania, covered in hot water and coffee grounds. That one had required medical attention for the girl, and nearly caused Celebrimbor to burst into worried tears, believing this to have been his fault.

He was a good boss, from what Adar could tell. Caring, considerate, generous. He also took his work very seriously. Adar didn’t think for a second that the owner was to blame for the 'accident'.

No, this was all too familiar, those underhanded and highly dangerous tactics. He’d seen them before.

Unfortunately, he still didn’t have any proof to bring to Celebrimbor’s attention, aside from his own word and – if he was lucky – perhaps some testimonies from other, former employees of 'Annatar', as Mairon liked to call himself now. Adar drew a face and tried to hide it in his coffee as he took a drink.

He had to admit, the coffee was indeed exceptionally good, especially for the price Celebrimbor had set for it. Adar understood why Mairon was so intent on taking over Eregion by any means neccessary.

Back to the problem at hand, Adar would have liked nothing better than to walk up to Celebrimbor and his employees and tell them all he knew, but as it stood, Annatar was well-regarded and especially Celebrimbor seemed to have been utterly charmed by his flattery and lies. His word, and the awful reputation Mairon had created for Adar via well-placed rumors, standing against the word of a put-together, well-spoken, sophisticated 'friend' of the owner?

Adar wouldn’t stand a chance.

He had to play the long game, and remain patient, though that was particularly difficult at the moment.

Various of his friends and acquaintances back from when he’d been working at Mordor Coffee Ltd had been letting him know that they, too, suspected that Mairon was in the middle of planning something. Whether it was Gurlak and Szanorsh, Driss or Garnnok, everyone agreed that the happenings at Eregion had been more than a little suspicious.

Those of his friends that worked at Eregion tried to collect evidence, of course, at least as best as they could without running the risk of becoming the target of Mairon’s ire. Too many of them relied on keeping their job and its benefits, and he didn’t blame them in the least; compared to Mordor Coffee, working here sounded to like a dream come true.

It was, perhaps, fair to say that Adar was a little jealous of those who had found a new job here, after their failed attempt at a union and subsequent firing from Mordor. Even if he was glad about every one of his friends who was well taken care of.

It was a weird state of mind, worrying and caring about them while trying not to envy their luck. That was a way of thinking that caused division and disharmony, and he wouldn’t let these thoughts tempt him into being uncharitable, even with how difficult his own life tended to be at the moment.

He was torn from his reverie when he registered a familiar voice, and looked up from his coffee, which gone luke warm by now, to see none other than Glug slink from the coffeeshop in a hurry. Their eyes briefly met across the distance, and Adar could just barely keep himself from jumping to his feet in an effort to chase his former co-worker off.

'Rat,' he thought darkly. He only hoped Glug hadn’t come back to make a second attempt at applying for a position at Eregion. Adar could sit out a lot of things, but the prospect of that lying traitor coming here and working with Mairon to achieve who-knew-what insidious goal incensed him enough to almost forego his usual restraint.

He threw a cautious glance over towards the counter, where he could see Celebrimbor stand and look after Glug with a downright baffled expression, hands still on the coffee machine as if to prepare an order.

He remained in the same position for a few seconds longer, before he looked over at Adar’s table. Adar himself felt a small, by now familiar, electric shock go through him as their eyes found one another, and had to fight hard not to avert his gaze on instinct. Rather, he kept staring for several long moments before he deliberately broke eye contact, and then took a slow drink from his coffee.

'Trying to play it cool,' his friends would have called it. He resolutely pushed the thought away.

Out of the periphery of his eyes, he continued to watch Celebrimbor even as he pretended to study the inside of his cup. The coffeeshop owner continued looking in his direction for a few more seconds, before he suddenly sprung back into action.

Adar had seen first-hand how fast the other could be when preparing multiple orders at once during the busiest hour of the morning, so it stood out to him when Celebrimbor now seemed to consciously slow down, and instead took great care as he worked.

Adar chanced a look around the coffee shop. Rush hour was long over, and aside from him, there were no other customers. He frowned, trying to figure out whose order the other was preparing; maybe something for his employees?

Adar tried not to be too nosy, but going by the familiar sounds, Celebrimbor was preparing a simple coffee – no milk, no sugar, no fancy nonsense – and a tea, as well as a small plate of baked goods.

He then put the drinks and the plate onto a tray, and made his way over...towards Adar’s table.

Who found himself holding his breath as Celebrimbor came to a stop before him and asked, "Could I sit and talk to you for a minute?" He looked hopeful, and with a small smile, he showed Adar the tray. The plate held a few scones, biscuits, and even two of those phenomenal, home-made triple-chocolate muffins that Adar would deny enjoying on principle alone. "I have brought some offerings, if that makes you more amendable."

The way Celebrimbor said it made it clear he was joking a little, but the core of his question remained the same. With anyone else, Adar would have feared this to be a precursor to something unpleasant, like getting told to leave and never come back, that he wasn’t welcome anymore, that Mairon had managed to turn yet someone else against him.

But Celebrimbor wasn’t one to do that. Even with how close he and Mairon seemed to be, he had brushed off every attempt by the latter to chase Adar off, had in fact put himself in between the two several times and made it clear that he would like for Adar to come back to the coffeeshop and ignore Mairon’s words, please.

Heck, at this point, Adar didn’t even have to pay for his own coffee, partly in response to yet another instance during which Annatar had not-so-subtly tried to threaten Adar into leaving.

Adar nodded at Celebrimbor, and used his foot to gently push out the chair from opposite himself so the other could sit. Celebrimbor smiled gratefully at the gesture and gently put down the tray, then placed the new coffee in front of Adar, the plate in between the two of them, and grabbed a hold of the teacup for himself.

Adar raised a curious eyebrow. "What kind of tea are you having today? One of your special blends?"

Celebrimbor’s smile grew mischievous as he sat back and cradled the cup in his hands. "No. Just a simple black tea today."

Adar grinned back. "Darjeeling?"

"Not quite. Assam."

"Ah," Adar replied, and nodded approvingly. The other somehow always managed to surprise him. He finished his leftover coffee before pulling the new one over gratefully. "Thank you, by the way. Mine had just gone cold."

Celebrimbor drew a face and stared at Adar’s empty cup as if it had personally offended him, which caused Adar to chuckle despite himself. The other rarely found anything to be offended by. "You know you didn’t have to finish that, right?"

"Hm," Adar nodded, and took a sip of the new cup, then decided to indulge himself a grabbed a biscuit off the plate as well. That, at least, seemed to help with Celebrimbor’s expression, which slowly morphed back into the smile he’d previously carried.

Adar tried to ignore the funny things that smile did to his stomach. "I know. It’s still good though, even cold. I told you, your coffee is very special."

The other’s cheeks suddenly turned a bit pink. Maybe it was due to the hot tea? "No coffee is so good it can be endured like that, surely," Celebrimbor mumbled and brought his tea to his lips.

Adar ignored him, and gently changed the topic. "So, is there a specifc reason you came over here, aside from the fact that things have gone quiet for now?" His tone was teasing, grin still on his face. He was good at hiding the apprehension he couldn’t help but feel.

Celebrimbor perked up at his question, as if he had almost forgotten why he’d joined Adar in the first place, and quickly put down his cup again. "Oh, right, about that-" He put his elbows on the table, folded his hands, and smiled brightly. "There was a nice young man at the counter just now. Glug, I think his name was?"

Adar tried very hard not to frown, or clench his hands. "Yeah, I noticed. Former co-worker of mine," he slightly tilted his head. "He didn’t cause you any trouble, did he?"

Celebrimbor blinked at him in brief confusion. "What? No. No, not at all," he briefly looked as if he wanted to dig into Adar’s remark further, then thought better of it and continued with his previous line of thought. "He was actually really nice. He too mentioned he worked with you in the past."

A slight pause. Celebrimbor raised his eyebrows and his smile became lopsided. "In fact, he asked me why I hadn’t hired you yet."

It was Adar’ turn to still and stare at the coffeeshop owner, wide-eyed, completely taken off-guard.

When he didn’t reply, Celebrimbor’s expression softened and he grabbed a biscuit of his own, discreetly giving Adar the time to collect himself. When he still didn’t reply, the other seemlessly picked up the thread of the conversation again. It was another one of Celebrimbor’s skills that Adar admired.

"I suspect we never found the right time, or topic, for you to tell me that you’d worked as a general manager at a chain before," he was deliberate in his wording, but his eyes were twinkling with interest. "Unless the young man lied to me about that?"

Finally, Adar found his voice again. "No, that- that is correct," he cleared his throat and drank more of his coffee, well aware that the caffeine was helping him wake up properly, but also served to put him even more on edge than he already was. He couldn’t quite grasp what Celebrimbor was up to yet. "I worked at Mordor Coffee Ltd for several years, but it’s been...quite a while since I left."

Well, he’d been fired, but unless Celebrimbor asked him directly, he wouldn’t advertise that fact.

The other slowly nodded and folded his hands, as he studied Adar intently. "And do you currently work in that position somewhere?"

Adar shook his head, cautiously. "No. I haven’t had any luck finding a position like that again. I mostly work in bars nowadays." He was almost tempted to motion at his outfit and general appearance; few coffee places would let him work at the counter, the way he looked.

Whether it was his scars potentially scaring customers away, the long hair not being 'appropriate' or his choice of attire disqualifying him before he even opened his mouth, there was always some bullshit reason why he didn’t fit the criteria. Nevermind that Mairon did his best to tarnish his reputation whenever he caught wind of Adar applying for a position anywhere.

Celebrimbor didn’t look like he cared about any of that, however. He mostly looked curious, and sincerely interested, when he asked, "And would you want to?"

There was an inkling, in the back of Adar’s mind. A hunch. But- he had to be wrong about that, didn’t he? It was far too good a possibility for it to be true.

"Depends," he tried not to let hope grow in his chest. It was bound to be squashed again, he’d learned this painfully. And yet his traitorous heart insisted on beating faster. "Not if it’s the conditions I worked in back then. But on principle? I would quite like that, yeah."

He wanted nothing more, in fact, than to work that job again. Even with all the awfulness of Mairon and that workplace, he’d liked his job. His coworkers, the location – it had been great. Admitting as such, even only to himself, made him feel far too vulnerable.

Celebrimbor’s smile grew brighter. He pulled his chair closer towards the table and then placed his elbows onto it, wholly focused onto Adar now.

"What about here? If I-," the coffeeshop owner paused, as if unsure, and then leant closer and pushed on in a rush, trying to get out the words before his forwardness deserted him. "If I offered you a position, with conditions and benefits equal to the other employees. Would you want to work here? With me?"

This time, Adar had no chance to hold back the rush of hope that coursed through him.

Much later, he would realize how much closer this would bring him to keeping an eye on Mairon and his antics. How he could help protect those of his former co-workers who now worked at Eregion from suffering a fate similar to the one at Mordor. How he could finally have a set, steady income again, a schedule he could follow, perhaps even one that suited his own needs.

For the moment, however, he could only see Celebrimbor’s face, the expectation, the smile, could only focus on the way his body felt warm at the thought of coming here every day and getting to work side-by-side with this man, who had treated him with kindness and respect from the moment they first interacted.

Could only hear the last part of Celebrimbor’s question loop in his mind, over and over.

'With me?'

He wasn’t sure who of them was more elated when he opened his mouth and simply replied, "Yes, I would." But he knew his own smile grew without his say-so as Celebrimbor downright beamed at him in response.

"Well, in that case, consider yourself officially hired," the other said. He made it all seem so easy – no application, no interview, no background check, no nothing. Just- someone who cared about his shop and his people, and who wasn’t afraid to trust his own gut feeling.

Adar vowed that he would do his best to prove the other right in trusting him, and followed Celebrimbor without a second thought as the other got up and motioned him to follow, taking their drinks and baked goods with them behind the counter, to draw up the paperwork and 'talk business', as Celebrimbor called it while chuckling and clapping his hands in obvious delight.

He couldn’t quite believe his luck yet, but he certainly wouldn’t question it. Or...Tyelpe, for that matter.

[4suitedplayingcard]

i am a man born after 1993, all i know is draw burnt bread, obsess over great tiger, eat hot chip and lie

[ritsusstuff]

plural mob with a twist (selfcest)

[da-janela-lateral]

NPD Japhet. Like if you agree.

[leafofkudzu]

Screenshot ask game 4 :)

Consider this Verdant Brink abyss-level propaganda, featuring my oldest mordrem, Kaerkis:

[dropthedemiurge]

The second end credits. The metaphors. The afterlife. The sea meaning. The CHANGE OF PLAYERS!!!

Everything. This show has ruined me.

After being exhausted with bad finale endings in so many Thai Series last year, this short but mighty Korean BL called "Love for Love's Sake" just came and destroyed me in a few days.

The writing is just incredible. The themes are realistic and make you think about life. The production is very well-thougtful (come on! So many details are to be pointed out in decorations, dialogues and everything!). The acting is very natural and characters are refreshing and addicting.

I have so many feelings. SO MANY.

Damn, 2024 started so strong for me.

I'm gonna go drown myself in the corner and maybe get to my own happy afterlife

Okay, no, I gotta gather myself and write other several posts about hidden details in each episode. Haaa.

Anyway, 10/10 would recommend to watch for every BL lover or just Kdrama viewer.

How am I supposed to return to work, I have no idea but I'll try. Feel free to rant about this show with me in replies, reblogs or asks %))

Who the hell directed and wrote this show. I'm gonna go and pour some hearts on them.

[disposal-blueeee]

this is a joke ( i don't think jake knows how to bake

cuddles to heal my soul

smooches !! X3

not a lot going on in his head , probably . . .

small doodle to practice his body type ! i'm not used to draw muscular bodies . wait now that i look at it i feel like he doesn't look ripped enough AGH

[buckscrashout]

WIP bc I need HELP I can't stop drawing fucjing fanart these days

[olliepurples]

mdarc chapter 4 spoilers (tw negative)

i'm a couple of doors into the mystery labyrinth, and it's getting a little annoying having shinigami and yuma go "but how could this have happened? who could have done this?" when i literally knew it was yakou as soon as the game told me that the poison had a delay. this is so silly like "how could anyone have got past this, they would have died in thirty minutes!" ok! narrow your suspect pool to people who die in the next thirty minutes then! damn!!!

[anothermonikan]

Ponee (It is half 3 in the morning)

[ohporcupine]

live reaction to the phineas and jonas scene in Trustfall

[wistfulwatcher]

"#(emily and meta are just synonymous tags these days sorry guys)"

Don't apologize! I, for one, *love* your tag metas on Emily! And gahh you're so right about Emily self-regulating and making things harder for herself. But also maybe liking the struggle too.

I don't think Emily was told 'no' but I can see how, in so many ways, Elizabeth Prentiss would have set up a bunch of rules that Emily *must* follow. Emily knows about High Society Rules. And, she can slip into those roles so seamlessly. She can be talking to other politicians and the next night she'd be putting on eyeliner and teasing her hair up to go to a concert that her mother would not approve of, and never know she went to.

hehe, thank you!!

Absolutely, I think Elizabeth was such a foundational piece of why Emily was such a successful spy. Her mother's political career, paired with her own natural (or nurtured, or a bit of both) inclination toward contradiction of anything thrown at her for the struggle of it all, really taught her to live in multiple worlds. And then, having to move around all the time leading to her desire to, and problems with, fitting in...no wonder Emily can become whoever she needs to become when it's required of her 🥺

[astranauticus]

A thrilling and horrific tale of 5 strangers caught up in a mysterious supernatural conspiracy, will they uncover the secrets of the peculiar artefact bestowed upon them or will they fall to what lurks in the shadows? Find out in Curse of the Amulet, coming to a theatre (heh) near you this Halloween season!