#i did this yesterday and her reaction was hilarious

[morlao]

Sisterly advice

▪︎Luke Castellan x fem!reader

▪︎daughter of Aphrodite

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You and Luke have always been close. So close, in fact, that newcomers automatically assumed that you were dating. The surprised look on their faces when the older campers told them you weren´t, was according to your siblings hilarious.

It's evening and you're sitting on your bed, your legs crossed, while Silena is braiding your hair.

Of all your half-siblings she is your favourite one. Loving, gentle and kind. She is the perfect definition of a daughter of Aphrodite, as she embodies everything that comes to your mind when you think about love - and you want others to feel the same way. They should also think of her and not your other siblings with their childish plays and cruel rituals of breaking others hearts. Maybe they themselves don´t understand what it means being the child of love.

Silena´s fingers run gently through your hair, parting it and intertwining the individual strands together.

“So… what about Charlie?”

You don't have to see her face to know that a smile flashes across her lips at his name. “What about him?”

“Did he finally ask you out?”

She laughs, trying to pretend that she finds the idea absurd. “We are just friends.”

You turn around and give her a look that expresses your opinion about it all too clearly. Don´t try to fool me, darling. I see what´s going on between the two of you!

Again, Silena laughs, gently turning your head forward again to finish the braid. “Okay, other topic. What about you and Luke?”

You copy her laugh. “What about us? We´re just friends.”

You could feel her rising her eyebrows. “Let me give you some sisterly advice: Just friends don´t look at each other like that.”

“Who did you quote? That sentence is so cliché!”

She laughs, taking a hair tie from your bedside table and wrapping it around your braid. “Well… maybe it is but it totally fits you and Luke.”

You turn around, giving her a skeptical look.

Silena shrugs and sits down beside you. “I mean… have you seen his smile when he looks at you? Also he constantly finds excuses to touch you. He improves your posture in archery, even though you are at least as good at it as he is. And – “ she looks at you triumphantly, “He gives you a kiss on the cheek every time he greets you or says goodbye.”

You feel your cheeks flush and cross your arms, trying to think of a counter argument. “A lot of people do that.”

“Yeah, but you´re the only one where Luke does that. Haven´t you noticed?”

To be honest: no, you haven´t. But now as you think about it in detail... it is true. When Luke greets one of the other girls, he just smiles at them.

“In addition, he immediately drops everything when he sees you”, Silena adds, “Yesterday he left in the middle of training because he saw you walking by and wanted to talk to you. Or on Friday, he was in the middle of a conversation with Chris and you waved at him. And what did he do? Exactly, he immediately jogged over. Also last week…”

“Enough!” You laugh, trying to make her shut up by covering her mouth.

Silena dodges you, laughing as you reach into the void. "He let you draw hearts on his sneakers! He watches the sunset with you! He bought you a bracelet for your birthday! You know, I could go on with this for hours." She steps closer, cupping your cheeks with her hands. “Believe me, sis: He´s in love with you!” Her voice is melodic, angel like even. Loving, gentle and kind.

You feel the heat rising to your cheeks and embarrassed you pulls away and cover your face with your hands. “I´m pretty sure he isn´t! You´re overinterpreting!”

“Nope, I´m a daughter of Aphrodite, I can feel it!”

“So am I! And I don't feel anything!”

Silena grabs her cherry lipstick. “Your reaction makes me think that you like him too!”

Did you like him? You weren´t sure. Of course he meant the world to you, but did you like him more as than a friend? Wouldn´t that be weird kissing him since you know him for so long?

"I'm not sure", you finally manage to say, rolling off your bed and taking a look at the clock. Fortunately, you can at least put the topic off for today. "Oh, damn! Come on, we are already late!”

Silena grabs your hand and leads you outside of cabin 10. It´s already dark and in the distance you can see the flickering flames of the campfire. Most of the campers seem to have already gathered there, their drink in their hands and a smile on their lips as they talk to their siblings and friends.

“Finally!”, one of the Apollo girls greets you.

Chris Rodriguez grins. “Why are the Aphrodite girls always late?”

That is definitely not true! You're not always late. Just most of the times. God, you hate being a cliché.

Luke lifts his head as he hears his brother say “Aphrodite girls”. He spots you and his face lights up like a Christmas tree. Immediately he walks up to you and hugs you, his lips placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

From the corner of your eye you can see Silena rising an eyebrow, as if to say "Well, what did I say?"

“You look amazing”, Luke whispers in your ear, before breaking away from the hug and greeting Silena with a smile. “Charlie is already waiting for you!”, he grins, nodding towards said boy.

Silena giggles, before walking over to him. Gods, it was so obvious that she was head over heels for him.

Luke takes your hand and leads you over to his place next to Chris, where he had already a blanket spread out for the two of you. “Mylady” He pretends to bow.

You can feel your cheeks blush as you sit down. “Thank you so much, Mister!”

Gods, somehow Luke always manages to put a smile on your face. You sit down and stretch out your legs, feeling the comforting heat of the fire.

As Luke takes a seat next to you, you can feel him slide closer, his arm touching yours. Feeling him beside you was comforting, the closest feeling you had to "home".

Luke Castellan. You tilt your head back and look up at the stars as if you expect to see his name engraved up there. You have always liked his name. Luke Castellan. It feels like a secret incantation on your lips.

You can feel his eyes on you. The flickering flames make his face look almost golden. Golden boy. Why didn´t you notice before how handsome he is?

The next song starts and immediately everyone joins in. They lie in each other's arms and rock back and forth, bawling Country roads.

Well, maybe it was just because Silena had told you, but Luke really seems to find exuses for touching you. He leans against you, his arm around your shoulders - even after the song has already ended. You enjoy feeling him so close next to you. The heat he radiates. His soft skin against yours. The realization hits you straight in the face. You had fallen in love with your best friend.

He looks at you and you can't help but smile. Fascinating how beautiful an evening with a campfire could be. For a moment it feels like gods and monsters didn't exist. For a moment everything seems peaceful.

 “Can I talk to you for a second?” You can feel Luke´s warm breath on your neck as he whispers in your ear.

Your heart skips a beat. Did he notice the way you looked at him? Did he suspect something? Was Silena wrong? “Sure!”

Your voice sounds more enthusiastic than you feel.

Luke takes your hand and leads you away from the campfire, away from the singing and the laughter of the others.

You look at him, smiling nervously. “Sooo… what is it? Or did you just want to escape singing Knocking on heavens door.”

He shakes his head, laughing. “No, why would I want to miss Drew´s wonderful voice?”

You cringe at the thought of your sister singing louder than everyone else – and on top of that terribly wrong. She doesn't hit a single note.

“No, actually… Y/N…” He runs a hand through his hair, trying to find the right words. “Gods, you´re so beautiful.”

It´s not the first time that somebody told you that. In fact, being a daughter of Aphrodite, you had heard it thousands of times already.

Still his words felt special to you. Special because he wasn´t just anybody. Ä

He was Luke. Your best friend Luke. Luke who was always there for you, who comforted you when you had trouble with your family, who managed to make you laugh when you lay in your bed crying your eyes out over something your stepmother had said. Luke who you trusted with all your heart.

“I wanted to ask you if you'd like to go on a picnic tomorrow?” He avoids looking at you.

Why is he so shy about going on a picnic? That's quite strange since you´d done this a few times before. You had even found your very own spot with a fantastic view over the sea. There was nothing more beautiful than watching sunsets while drinking juice and eating biscuits. So why does he seem so insecure?

Luke seems to notice your confusion. “I meant as a date”, he clarifies.

You raise your eyebrow, your heart racing. “Are you asking me out?”

“Yeah.”

For a moment you stood there, perplexed. Why was it so obvious to the others while you had no idea?

"So... what do you say?" Luke looks at you, biting his lip nervously. He seems to assume that you aren't answering because you're looking for a way to reject him as gently as possible.

Quickly you step forward, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear. "Yes, I'd love to go on a date with you."

"Really?" Immediately he blushes deeply. That must have slipped out.

"Sure, why wouldn't I?" You giggle, taking his hand. "I've known you for years now. You're kind and brave and one of the most caring people I know."

A laugh escapes his lips. "Wow, if I had known that, I would have asked you way earlier." His hand slowly reaches for your cheek.

You hold your breath as he leans forward and places a soft kiss on your lips. It didn't feel weird at all. The opposite, actually. Seems like sometimes best friends can turn into lovers.

You wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer. Soft kisses become more passionate. His hands run through your hair, slowly brushing loose strands out of your face.

When he pulls away a huge smile creeps across his lips. "I love you, Y/N"

You return his smile, taking his hand and intertwining your fingers. "I love you, too."

As you walk back to the campfire holding hands, Silena beams at you. "I told you, Y/N, friends don't look at each other like that."

You shake your head, laughing. "Your advice really is the best."

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ynusername what a birthday weekend I had ! spent it with my special friends, my amazing boys, and some damn good dinner 💗. thank you for the stellar weather monaco, a huge congrats to my maxie on p1, and GO SEATTLE KRACKENS 3-0 !!!! 🏆

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user MOTHER SLAYS ONCE MORE.

user yn and seb were so cute at the race omg the way she was hugging him and squishing their cheeks together 😭

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zendaya what a weekend indeed omg 😻

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⤿ kendalljenner we gotta plan another girls weekend – but boy-free this time !!

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⤿ vincedunn hey, I can be one of the girls.

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⤿ user yn gets to kiss these three everyday... are you guys looking for a 5th party to your relationship ? I volunteer 🙂 !

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sebastianvettel not ren and vince suffocating my sister

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ynusername aishitemasu 💗

⤿ ren__k1 watashi wa anata o motto aishiteimasu purinsesu 💗

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[notmybitch]

I wasn't able to watch yesterday and today's scenes with some peace and quiet until now. And I'm kinda glad I did because I was losing my mind watching everything. Sososo good. The smiles. The overall hapiness they both have. The flirting you guys. THE FLIRTING. I can handle having a little less scenes from them if when they are together they act like this. From the moment I saw Marta's little saunter and Fina said 'Buenas tardes, señora' I knew I was done for. Marta proposing an escaped to Madrid? God, if they actually go through with it and we finally get to see them together, alone and happy in their 'pisito' I'll legit start crying. It's so great to see them being all thirsty and in-love. I hope we get more of this for some episodes at the very least. The almost kiss turned into 'yes help me with the eyelash that got into my eye'? Funny but scared the shit out of me. Good luck for them Tasio is way too busy with his situation to even notice. I can't wait for Marta to know about her new half-bro 👀 and Fina's reaction might be epic too. I do hope they actually take keeping things hidden more seriously because I'm afraid maybe Rosa's replacement won't be as discreet. I loved today's introduction of Claudia's mother. She is hilarious. If she takes care of Claudia or if Claudia just gets back to the shop, then Marta and Fina should get that chance for that little visit to Madrid soon😏

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy 4th to all those who celebrate it in the states. If not then just happy Tuesday to you haha

We are onto s2! I’m excited this season has a plethora of goodies. Let’s get started on said goodness hehe

2x01 Impact

The episode starts off with a bang. Lucy is riding in the ambulance with Tim. I'm sure the paramedics didn’t fight her at all with joining him. Not like they could’ve stopped her anyway haha

Just when Lucy thought she could breathe Tim collapses. The amount of worry on her face as she watches him have a seizure…. Luckily it’s a reaction to vaccine and not the infection. It’s severe reaction though and he goes into anaphylactic shock. Lucy trying to keep it together as they rush him to the hospital.

They make it to the hospital when they find out there is one more terrorist waiting in the wings for them. The minute they pull in they start to shoot up the ambulance. Just like Lucy did for her dad in 1x17 not a second passes before Lucy is covering his body with her own. Willing to take bullets for him in order to protect him. God I love her. Doesn't hesitate for one second to be a human shield for Tim. My heart.

They’re all pinned down by this woman with her assault rifle. It's then Tim comes barreling out of the ambulance like the BAMF he is. Tim takes her ass out single handled. He asks Nolan if he is ok. Nolan says yeah he shouldn't have reloaded on the go. John asks him the same thing and his reply to Nolan is hilarious. 'Should've taken yesterday off' LOL I love it. Little humor to start the season.

We surge two weeks into the future after this. They’ve all taken their exams and Tim has had time to recover from his ordeal. They're all in roll call waiting for Grey. Lucy is asking how Tim is feeling. You can tell by his body posture how guarded he is with his answers. Just telling her he's ready to get back out there. Very reminiscent of early s1 Tim with her. We find out Lucy sent him food. (Of course she did. She’s an empathetic nurturing soul.) She cares about him so she’s going to take the steps to show that. Make him feel cared for. It's something that is very foreign to Tim and it shows.

For Tim he’s so used to carrying burdens alone, having to be second place no matter the relationship, being the protector not the protected, and being the one to take care of everyone and everything. He’s most definitely isn’t used to being taken care of. In walks Lucy Chen. Someone who lifts him up and wants to take care of him when he’s down. Like Lucy not knowing how to handle Tim’s compliments, Tim doesn’t know how to handle someone putting him first. Caring, protecting him etc.

Lucy is just so happy he is back you can see it on her face. She was hoping/expecting more of a nice reaction from him. Considering what they both just went through together. Throws her off when he doesn’t respond positively. He's currently doing a throwback to early closed off Tim and she isn't quite sure why.

Grey interrupts before Tim can reply and be any colder to her. He writes up their scores on the board. 97. 91. 81. Tells them they all passed but the 81 is ugly. Wants them to self reflect on which one is theirs. He will tell them by end of shift. He says good news is they all get to be out of long sleeves now.

They’re all discussing the scores naturally. Angela says he looks worried. Tim says he’s never had a rookie score as low as 81. She says first time for everything ha. Tim defends Lucy and says she’s a natural born test taker. No way she scored that low. He is sure it’s Nolan lmao Oh Tim your dislike of him amuses me so.

Lucy joins them in her short sleeves. Tim asks her what she’s doing? She seems so perplexed why he’s angry with her. She says Grey said they could switch over. Tim goes off on her and says she will wear her long sleeves and tie till end of probation. That he gets full discretion over her uniform cause she’s his boot. She walks away so sad and defeated. S1 Tim viscously rearing his head. The boys ask where she’s going when they pass her. She replies so sadly ‘To change back…’

They pull up to a park and get out of their shop. Tim tells her to stop pouting. Lucy bites back and says she isn’t. She then asks what they’re even doing here? Tim goes on to say if she thought it was going to get it easier after the exam she was wrong. Lucy is snarky in her reply ‘Awesome…’ She is already over his reversion back to early s1 hard ass. It's written all over her face.

He clearly heard her but asks what was that? She says nothing….Lucy knows its like poking an angry bear right now. So she avoids the conflict. (For now..) Tim asks her what the most important thing she needs on the street as a cop? Lucy runs through a list of things Tim doesn’t want as her answer haha Then settles on her judgement and Tim says no it’s her cop eyes. They're at this park for a Tim test. Clear he’s gonna be surly af for this one.

Tim asks her if she studied explosives in the academy? She says a little. Tells her he’s hidden a fake IED in the park for her to find. She has ten minutes to find it or he’s adding the duty hat to her uniform. Legit torturing her today with this test. Lucy starts to panic look through out the park.

She finds it in a barrel. Lucy is so proud of herself with this one. Tim is being an extra pain in the ass today. She’s so ready to prove him wrong. That him turning the heat extra high doesn’t affect her. She turns around and is all cocky saying she found it. Even those he's an absolute ass in this scene just like in the van scene in 1x14 looking fine as hell have to say. Especially way he puts his leg on that table. Its criminal you are this attractive Eric LOL

Tim pretends he can’t hear her. So she falls into his trap and uses her radio to tell him when the ‘bomb’ explodes on her. She is mortified and covered in flour. Tim continues the hard ass theme. Saying radios energy can set off a bomb. Ask her 'If she’s going to forget that lesson boot?' She replies No….Sigh poor Lucy. In his warpath this episode. She just can't figure out why.

Their next call brings them to a husband reporting his wife missing. Lucy feels bad for the guy and Tim doesn’t. Tells her Cop eyes again. Saying it’s always the husband who did it. Lucy once again snarky back asking if this is his first rule of domestics lol Tim is unchanging in his hard demeanor. Tells her it’s not a joke. That she’s too new to properly assess people yet. She should be showing suspicion not compassion as her default. Lucy looks annoyed as hell. Getting to her boiling point with his sour attitude.

Lucy’s irritation comes to a head when they return to the station. She asks him what he’s doing? Tim states the obvious and says clocking out and going home. She is more direct and asks why he is treating her like it’s day 1 all over again? He says because it is day one for her with phase 2 of her training. Lucy is further agitated. Asking if she’s lost all the respect she’s earned since then? Then Tim finally shows his hand on why he’s so angry. Tells her she lost that when she lied on a report.

It all comes together for Lucy. This is why he’s been such a grumpy bear all day. She finally understands why he’s been such a hard ass. Her reaction is incredulous. She’s honestly shocked he’s reacting this way. Lucy thought it was pretty obvious her actions were to protect him. Tim rattles on about procedure and code. How she should’ve reported him. She truly doesn’t understand why he’s mad at her for protecting him.

The look on Tim’s face in the second gif. He looks in shock Lucy did that for him. He’s so caught up on her lying on a report he didn’t stop to think she was doing it to protect him. Oh my broken baby. As I stated earlier he’s not used to being the protected. It was Lucy’s first and only instinct to edit that part out to safeguard him. To me this is the most tragic part of it all. Is he NEVER expected this from her. When he read that report all he saw was her not following procedure. Instead of what it really was...Which was her shielding him. Deep down I think part of him knew this but he couldn't accept it hence him lashing out like he is.

Lucy goes on to explain why she protected him. Because Tim clearly isn't understanding why she did it. How she knew Tim wasn’t really suicidal. He just needed to vent his stress and anxiety to her in that moment. That she didn’t want him to have to go through unnecessary therapy. To lose him as her T.O. over something that could hurt his career and their time together. Tim regains some of his composure and goes back to the company line BS. Saying how it wasn’t her call to make. That everyone should be reported consequences or not. Now here comes the best part of this entire scene. Of the episode really IMO.

Lucy destroys him with her reply. This is one of the reasons Tim falls so hard for her. The fact that she calls him on his shit. Not only does that but pulls his head out of his ass. Then promptly hands it back to him on a silver platter with her Isabel retort. She owns this scene after this. What's so damn impressive is Lucy can go toe to toe with him and win. She challenges him in a way no one has before and puts him in place when he needs it.

And he very much needs it in this moment. That final gif is his realization of that. Lucy delivers her K.O. punch and leaves him standing there with regrets about his behavior. He has no leg to stand on after she eviscerates him with her comments. Telling him not to hang his anger on his ‘code’ when it’s clearly not about that. Her calling him out and rightfully so like she did back in 1x03. When he was putting her in harms way as his therapy about Isabel.

Lucy tells him the hard stuff when he needs to hear it most. You know I love my Tim but hot damn did he need this Lucy knockdown. He admires her for it even when it’s hard for him to swallow. The way he just stands there it’s hitting him he took this reaction way too far. He’s forgetting how stressful that entire situation was for her as well. This ass chewing he just got is a stark realization of that. Also you know part of that chemistry of theirs is scenes like this. That fire and passion between them both. Ooh lord I love it.

Grey reveals their scores. We find out Lucy got a 91. She is immensely relieved and Tim is smiling ear to ear. Tim is good at burying a lot of things, being proud of Lucy has never been one of them. Look at this man beaming for her. He knew she would get a high score. He couldn’t be happier about it. Written all over his body language I love it sfm. I keep saying Eric is amazing with expressing so much with just a look. Its because he is look at that man. Pride x1000 in his girl.

The cute proud husband theme continues. Lucy spots a fake cop in the parking garage stealing a radio. She chases him out of there and jumps a wall in order to pursue him. I LOVE Tim asking if she’s okay first thing. It’s the softness in his voice that gets me. She is smiling and says yeah. Lucy is first beaming cause Grey seems impressed with her.

Then more so when Tim does his version of being proud of her. She rolls her eyes a bit but you know she’s happy to have him singing her praises. He could not be prouder of her if he tried in his scene. Anytime she does exactly what he knows she capable of he is elated. Also being proud in front of Grey is even better for Lucy. This is big brag for Tim about her. ❤️

Later on they figure out one of the fake cops leads them to the wife that went missing. Lucy asks if Nolan needs backup they say no. Lucy can’t help herself and takes a little dig at Tim. She has the high ground atm and knows it. Throwing the husband comment back at him. Tim doesn’t even reply. Just has a small smirk on his face. You know he loves her pushing his buttons and giving him crap. They aren’t at the point of apologies just yet. This is as close as we’re getting for them right now. It’s pretty cute.

Their final scene is them working in harmony like they do. Taking down the fake cops for the most part on their own. I love watching them work in the field. They’re so fluid and move without issue. That silent communication and such. Poetry in motion I would say.

Thus ends the Chenford portion of the S2 premiere.

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Side notes non Chenford

The opening scene for Wopez always cracks me up. Wes seeing a side of Angela he hasn’t before. Her messy side. Him finding the sandwich in the shower LOL His face kills me he’s so grossed out and she thinks it’s natural af hahaha They cute.

[moon0fairy]

Ted Lasso 3x08 commentary aka me suffering:

Jamie as Richmonds talisman aww and him and Rojas making a goal hehe

Yes Rupert suffer

Ted :(

Wait is his full name Jake Jacob ??

Akwaard~

Uhh Jacks tattoos

Girlfriends

Preparing myself for the bad news

Not a Nate scene I expected, he‘s so awkward hdgsjs

Look not to judge anyone by their looks but Jade gives of queer vibes

Oh no Keeley :(

Loved the whole locker room scene. Trent + his rainbow cup, Beard and Roy just watching behind the window, Beard agreeing with what Trent said

Roy asking if he wanna talk about it, look at the growth !! And immediately regretting it haha

Omg Trent is about to experience the diamond dogs for the first time he ain‘t ready

Trent experiencing a cultural shook hdjsks he looks so confused

Trent: 🤨

„You can‘t worry about something that hasn‘t happened yet“ (good advice bestie, still won‘t take it)

the amount of time I need to recover from Trent‘s „woof“ is embarrassingly long

AND WE DIDN’T EVEN SEE TED’S REACTION

Not Nate thinking Rupert would come over 🫡

Trying to recreate his own Diamond Dogs oh boi, bro really needs someone to talk

Those are terrible tricks and I hope this one guy burns this book and never speaks of it again

Noo not Ted learning Oscar Wilde is dead 😭😭😭

Knock on wood

Keeley don‘t read the comments :(

That‘s a terrible statement oh wow

Damn Jamie thats an impressive collection

Oh no Colin bestie what are you saying, that‘s too much and completely inappropriate

Thank you Isaac!! Thank you Jamie!!!

Bumberbatch, I wanna know your secrets

You would think Colin would be extra careful

Pain suffering… are Roy and Jamie gonna try to comfort Keeley ????

What did Jamie see…

The look Isaac gave Colin, fearing for my life right now

Isaac you just gave a whole speech about not looking at photos without permission😭😭 the pure panic and fear in Colins face

Suffering, only suffering (predicting a Colin and Trent talking about it scene)

Not even a word, this hurts so bad

I hope that teacher rots in jail wtf

Now I‘m scared that Jack will release the statement against her will (People are making me doubt her and I hate it)

Roy… why would you ask that …

Yeah Jack you should have asked :(

Look if I didn‘t know better and you just gave me that scene, I would 100% believe that Ted and Beard are a gay couple with their son

Not the west ham match🤡 Beard you‘re iconic for that

Damn Henry really loves Nate huh

„Friend“.. didn‘t you say in the beginning you wanted to show everyone your „girlfriend“ ?? (Not that she has to be out to everyone but this felt different)

Mae being petty love that for her

„Cause my dad does.“🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Rebecca asking the real questions, chapter Michelle is over!!

„You need to stop letting yesterday get in the way of today“

Jack…..

Jamie apologizing 🥹 being accountable matters !! Whoo

The whole scene about his password was hilarious jsksks

Henry ignoring Jake, that‘s right

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

Iorveth, Vernon Roche, his bald spot and Emhyr

Yes, this must sound utterly strange. Yesterday, @fandomwarehouse posted their hc about Iorveth seeking revenge on Emhyr because Vernon Roche is going bald in this post. Then, @she-who-drank-vodka-with-cats fueled my sudden interest in writing a story about this with even more hilarious ideas. Anyway, I know I said I have no time and I asked @valandhirwriter to write something, and she did, but so did I. Meaning here's two (very different) stories about Iorveth's assassination attempts on Emhyr – all because Vernon Roche is going bald. This was fun! It's not going on AO3 so ... do your magic, Tumblr!

Sine Qua Non (by @valandhirwriter)

Belletyne had never quite been Emhyr’s favourite celebration, at least not during his tenure in Nilfgaard. It had always reminded him of what he had lost, of things done and gone. Even now, that Belletyne had become the much happier occasion as the Crown Princess’s birthday, Emhyr was tense as he watched the guests mill about the wide areal of the royal gardens. Cirilla moved among them with ease, smiling and exchanging polite words. She was here and there charming her way through the assembled nobility, breaking a few hearts while she was at it. It allowed Emhyr to watch, observe and keep his distance from the general merrymaking. 

Now and then he cast a glance across the flower rondel to where he could see Geralt. Sir Geralt of Rivia, Chevallier de Corvo Bianco made a better figure on these events than one might expect from a former Witcher. The Duchess of Toussaint had done Emhyr an indirect favour by bestowing estate and title on the man - as it allowed for him to be called to court without arousing suspicion. With Emhyr’s… fondness of the man, that was a boon indeed.

And it was why he watched so nervously. Cirilla had insisted that besides inviting her foster father, she also would invite her foster Uncle, another Witcher by the name of Eskel. Emhyr had of course been aware of the man’s existence. He had extensive files on each and every member of the school of the wolf, that had still been living around the time that Cirilla had come into their care. And the man in question had fought in Undvik. Otherwise, he was of no consequence, except that it seemed his daughter remembered him fondly. 

Or Emhyr wished that this was the only consequence there was, if his daughter had a Witcher on hand, who could occasionally take missions from her or act as a body-guard, he’d not deny her, Emhyr had availed himself of Geralt’s help often enough, after all. But there was another reason Eskel was here. Cirilla had decided that she had it and wanted her Uncle and her foster father to stop avoiding each other. And with that, she had thrown a stone into a hornet’s nest. Emhyr knew that Eskel was highly critical of Geralt’s relationship with Emhyr, or of his acceptance of a noble title in the south. And while Geralt rarely cared what others thought of him, and did as he pleased, this was not just some stranger but a kind of older brother. 

Emhyr peered over nervously, how easy could it be that some stern words of the dark Witcher could make Geralt break it off with Emhyr? Decide that it was dishonourable for his kind to be in an… affair with a ruler? The thought made Emhyr’s stomach churn. The two witchers stood in the shadow of a huge dove tree and the conversation appeared tense. Geralt stood leaning back on his heels, arms crossed in front of his chest, and his brother mirrored that posture, both were ready to argue or fight. From the distance it struck Emhyr how similar those two were - of sure, the colouring was different, Geralt was pale, with white hair, and Eskel was dark, bronze tanned and had dark hair, but otherwise, they were similar, body language, the same cat-like movements, even the same over-sharp reactions to their surroundings. 

He wished he could listen in, hear how the conversation went. And yet, he did not want to know. He could imagine how that would go. He is the Emperor of Nilfgaard, the man who had you almost executed, a conqueror with more blood on his hands than any other before him, a coward, a liar, an overall cruel man. He is not worthy of you, Geralt. That’s what his older brother would say, before reminding Geralt of his duties to the school of the wolf and the world as a whole. 

A loud gong announced noon - the hour of the sun - and Cirilla approached Emhyr, casting her foster father a sharp glance. Geralt dutifully left his place and followed her over, Eskel in tow. There as a short gaggle of servants to prepare the goblets for the semi-private blessing of the reborn child - in this case, Cirilla, before the servant approached with a tray of glasses. Emhyr was handed his glass, of course, before the tray was presented to the others. 

“Kaer Morhen toast, dearest Crown Princess?” Eskel suddenly asked, he had a deep, hard voice. “To celebrate your twenty-fifth year and your ascension?”

Emhyr was startled, Ascension was not a concept of Nilfgaard, but familiar. Why was he bringing it up? To his surprise Cirilla beamed at Eskel, taking a glass, and gesturing the two witchers to follow suit. “Trade with me first, Eskel?” She asked, extending the hand with the glass.

Now Emhyr was confused, as he saw his daughter and the foreign Witcher reach around one another’s hand and exchange the glasses. Then Cirilla beamed at Emhyr. “Come, father, it is an old tradition and brings luck,” She said extending her hand.

Emhyr wanted to tell her that an Emperor did not trade glasses, but gave in, what was the harm? They traded glasses, and Cirilla turned to Geralt, while Eskel turned to Emhyr and the ritual was completed before Geralt offered the same trade to Emhyr, and then another time. Emhyr shook his head when the round ended with laughter. “Am I allowed to drink now?” he asked Cirilla a bit tersely. 

She smiled at him. “Of course, father. May the sun illuminate your path.” They all drank. It was a Toussaint Pearl Wine, La Chaire de diable, a very intense vintage. Emhyr frowned, that should not have been served. Why had the cellarer brought this up?

He saw Geralt throw his head back, like in shock, and when he looked at him again, Geralt’s eyes were bleeding black, the same as Eskel’s. The two Witchers did not waste time, moving past Emhyr. At the same moment, a young man in a velvet doublet panicked and raced towards the next exit from the area, only to be caught by one of the soldiers stationed there, grabbing his neck, and quickly restraining him.

The full sequence of events hit Emhyr, the Witchers - and maybe Cirilla - must have detected the poison in the wine, and their inane glass exchanging had made sure the wine ended with the Witchers who were immune against most poisons. His heart skipped. Most poisons. Not all. What if Geralt had imbibed something even more dangerous for a Witcher? “What is the meaning of this?” he asked, his own worry covered by the additional harshness of the voice. 

Cirilla looked to Eskel. “You spotted him,” she said softly.

Eskel pointed to the man in velvet and to another fat noble. “Fat one passed the vial to velvet, velvet dipped the contents into the crystal pitcher from which your Highness and her Imperial father are served,” he said firmly. “By the taste, it is a mix of Ashbloom, foxglove, winter lily, and snow-root. An old elven recipe.” 

And slow acting, Emhyr added in his mind. Very slow acting. It would have meant a tortuous death for him and Cirilla. He cast a worried glance at Geralt, but his lover stood there, watchful, strong, with no signs of discomfort. “Eskel, can you get the name of their employer from them? My Axii never was that strong,” Geralt rasped.

Emhyr wanted to remind him that a confession under mind control was not a confession at all, but Eskel shrugged. “There are better ways,” he said, taking a glass of wine from a shell-shocked servant and adding something - where he got it, Emhyr could not say - to it. The wine became greenish, and after a finger gesture of Eskel, glittered with strange sparks. He went over to the man in velvet, opening his mouth with a hard grip around the jaw and forced the glass’s contents down his throat. He struggled, screamed and then slumped on a bench. Eskel - his eyes still black as the night - looked at him. “They tell you all the time about Witchers and how we breed us little monsters,” he said gravely, “now, there is a taste. You can feel it burn in your already, do you? The pain along the spine, and in your bones. They will start to grow first… to transform you…”

The man gasped. “You cannot do this. I… I am a baron…” 

Eskel shrugged. “Barons, Beggars the substance knows no difference, you are meat and meat changes…”

The man’s hands were shaking, and there were swellings forming at his knuckles. “It begins,” Eskel said softly. “The pain is only moderate now, when the bone spikes break through your flesh, it will be agony… and you will not be able to pass out. More will come out of your spine… your shoulders…” He reached for his side, tossing a small vial up in the air. “It is reversible… but only before the first spike breaks through. You know what can save your life.”

Emhyr watched in a sick fascination, as the man’s fingers swelled further, and his eyes went from fear to anger… to capitulation. “I was hired by an elf…” he rambled, “a former Scoia’tel, Esthelin, he had a compromising letter, that would have incriminated me… I had no choice. He… he waits, for confirmation of the Emperor’s death… at the Three Coroner’s Tavern in the city…” He raised his swollen hands pleadingly. “Now… please… don’t make me a monster.” 

Eskel took the vial and dumped it down the man’s throat, he passed out immediately and the guards took him away. They also had cleared out the shocked guests, to ask further questions to all of them, de Rideaux had taken over there. 

“What did you do to him?” Emhyr asked sharply. “I will not have a baron, not even a guilty one, changed into a monster,” he remembered the quills all too well.

The dark Witcher scoffed. “I added some of your flowering elf-root seeds to the wine, it creates a strong allergic reaction, which leads to swelling and bulges at the joints. Uncomfortable, but essentially harmless. The rest was a sign, a useless one that produces nothing but sparkles.”

The entire threatening house of cards collapsed as Emhyr realised it had been a trick. A menacing trick, underlined by poison-black eyes and legends about the monsters from the North. And the Baron had spilt it all. Emhyr had already gestured to several guards. “Have de Rideaux apprehend the elf immediately.” 

With the celebration cut short, Emhyr returned inside and used the short span in between to speak to Geralt. His eyes were slowly fading back to the familiar gold, and he was tense. “We need to find out what is behind this,” Geralt growled, “that dose could have killed you thrice over,” He stepped closer and touched Emhyr’s shoulders. “This was too close.”

While Emhyr agreed with the principle, he was more worried about Geralt. “What about you? You took the entire dose meant for me?” He wanted to fuss about his Witcher, just a little, to make sure he was alright.

“There never was danger for me,  Ashbloom, foxglove, winter lily, and snow-root are all plants Witchers will use for food.”

Relief, sweet, painful relief exploded in Emhyr’s chest. Of course, that was why Eskel had recognized the taste, he was used to eating these plants. Eating poisonous plants. Without thinking he reached for Geralt, pulling him close into a chaste, but warm, kiss. “You will refrain from shocking me like that,” he added, trying to not show how relieved he was. 

Geralt arched an eyebrow at him quizzically, maybe the strongest way it showed he was worried about the assassination attempt. They were disrupted by the news that the elf in question had been caught and brought to the palace dungeons. “Any hope the same trick will work on him?” Emhyr asked.

His lover shook his head. “No one beats an elf at botany. I need a word with Eskel… Vesemir taught him some mean trick, and I say: mean as in brutal, on how to get the truth from an elf. Takes a lot of control in sign magic,” 

Emhyr chose to accompany Geralt, much as he did not fancy getting told he was not worthy of a certain white-haired witcher, he wanted to stay close to Geralt. Eskel listened to what Geralt had to say and shrugged. “I can do it - be warned while bloodless it is cruel. Very cruel. I can try words to soften him up before going all in, but if he is committed it will mean breaking him down.”

“And still bloodless?” Emhyr asked, he had seen enough interrogations to know how it looked, and where it led.

“Bloodless, there won’t be a mark on him,” Eskel cast him a sharp glance. And the glance said that he was doing this for Geralt, not for Emhyr. 

The elf had been secured in the dungeon, tied to an iron bar. He had been stripped of weapons and armour and spat at them when they came in. Emhyr remained in the shadows, just willing to watch. “I’d usually be merciful with you,” he drawled, “put a few pins under fingernails and get the truth. Even the mages swear that five pins inserted under the nails break the strongest compulsion to keep silent. Works directly into the subconscious or something… would be much less messy.” He seemingly cleaned his hand with a rag.

“But as you committed a crime against his majesty, someone wants to do this the hard way.” He walked up to the elf, fingers lightly touching the ear tips.

Emhyr could see the elf freeze, the touch was so light, it could barely be felt, but suddenly there was fear in the elf’s eyes. “Awww,” Eskel mockingly cooed. “Now you see… all it takes is your anatomy. Even a human, knowing how your eartips work, could do some things to you, but a witcher, controlling the vibrations of aard… there is no limit.” 

He did not move, Emhyr could not even see something, there was no visible touch, but the elf began to spasm, winding in a fierce wave of… lust? His body convulsing. Eskel held him there for less than a minute before removing his fingers. “Just a light one, for starters…” he said, “pain, pleasure, happiness… there is no feeling that cannot be stimulated in those ears of yours, even love. Where shall I take you? So much pain, that you curse your own mother for ever giving your father that first kiss? Or maybe lust? Make you want until you beg all the guards in this hellhole to take you? Love maybe… make you overwhelmingly set on this dungeon’s chief interrogator. He is even good looking for a d’hoine….” 

The elf panted and spat on the ground. “You can kill me, like your master is killing Ivoreth’s d’hoine. Go on, Witcher…”

Emhyr cast a confused glance at Geralt. “Which lover?” he asked softly. 

Eskel must have picked up on it. “Whom is my master killing?” he asked, almost caressing the elf’s ear tips. Emhyr saw the elf shudder in fear. How much control could be gained over an elf via this method? How much had they to fear being manipulated through their own anatomy? He had never heard of the secret before, but the demonstration had been clear. 

“Ivoreth’s d’hoine… Vernon. Your Emperor had him poisoned with some sickness.” The elf growled. “Just like him, use the man first and then dispose of him when he finds a little happiness.”

“Being happy is never advisable in Nilfgaard,” Eskel replied, and Emhyr saw the elf’s shudder, not knowing what feeling Eskel had just incited him. “But what sickness is this… what is happening to Roche?”

“He… he is sick. His hair falls out, it changes colour…” 

Eskel let go of the elf and walked around him. “Changes like this?” he pulled a few pale streaks from his own hair. 

The elf nodded. “But it falls out, it gets thinner and thinner and…”

“He is getting grey and losing his hair?” Eskel shook his head. “And because of that, you wanted to assassinate the Emperor of Nilfgaard? Why?”

“This is his doing, and if he kills Ivoreth’s love, then he will not live to either.” 

Eskel ran his hand through his dark hair. “In the kingdom of fools, you squirrels are all Emperors,” he growled, leaving the cell. 

Outside the dungeon, Geralt looked at Emhyr. “You didn’t poison Roche, did you?”

“Why would I?” Emhyer was still slightly shaken by the revelation. “It would be damaging and put Temeria into needless unrest. Though why Ivoreth would overreact like that…”

“Sine qua non,” Eskel said. “That without not - the one thing we cannot be without. And Ivoreth now comes face to face with the pain of loving a human. He will watch him grow old and die, while he lives on almost unchanged. When he realises what happens it will get worse.” 

Geralt had gone pale, the words might hit closer to home than he liked. “But… there is no need to kill the elves for this. Give them the information and maybe something to restore Roche’s hair a little…”

Eskel scoffed. “And the next time Roche shows frailty, the same will happen again. Humans are frail and short-lived. Ivoreth never considered that, much like you, brother. Wailia’s tears might be a solution, though Vesemir would turn in his grave if we resurrected that knowledge.”

Emhyr cast the witcher a sharp glare. “I should prefer you not take up the snake oil trade, Wailia’s tears are as much a myth, as Amritsar or the golden Elixir of dreams.”

“They exist,” Eskel and Geralt exchanged a glance. “They need some unusual ingredients - drowner spit, dragon teeth, piss of a royal gryphon - the good stuff. We might not even have to tell Ivoreth, brew it up, send it to him with his elf here as a “cure”, with a warning. The Empire retains its nasty image, Roche will be around a while longer, and all is well that ends well.”

Emhyr was about to answer when Geralt left his side and walked up to his brother. “What about the blood? You are just so beyond the line…” 

Eskel shrugged. “If it doesn’t work, I know where to find someone who still is strong enough, brother,” he replied. “But that’s not what you want to ask, is it? You want me to make more.”

It was a strange dynamic between them, a mix of disapproval and worry, and a mix of misunderstanding and care. Emhyr could not truly translate it. “Sine qua non,” Geralt said softly. “I never understood what Vesemir or you meant by that… now I do. And…”

“You don’t want to lose him,” Eskel ran his hand through his dark hair. “Alright, you give me a week, and you make sure that Emperor survives all other elven heroics. And there will be more. Then we talk.” He stepped past his brother and cast a sharp glance at Emhyr. “I’ll say it only once - you hurt my little brother, you harm him, and it’s my blades that you need to worry about.” 

It was a strange moment, usually, Emhyr would have rebuked such bluntness, but suddenly he felt elated. Because whatever else it may mean, it also meant acceptance for what he and Geralt were and might become. It was a chance and one he would grasp with both hands.

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The Thing About Iorveth, Vernon Roche and Emhyr (by me, @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, yes I have no title for this)

Geralt became suspicious at the second assassination attempt, Emhyr only at the third. As far as that was concerned, Vizima turned out to be a real viper's nest – no pun intended, because witchers, especially vipers, had nothing to do with it. Geralt quipped, however, that they also had a reason for such attacks. Emhyr did not find that funny. 

This whole situation was quite surreal. Geralt came to Vizima more often; Emhyr had not yet left the north, as if he still had to mend fences, including with his own daughter. The latter had agreed to take up her inheritance, but she had set a peculiar condition: until the emperor would retreat to Nilfgaard, Geralt was to act as her advisor. It was a rather absurd proposal, which Geralt flatly rejected, saying that his dislike of politics was common knowledge. Whereupon Emhyr, of all people, had reminded him of his involvement in the death of Radovid. 

In general, Emhyr. Where was this strict guy, who had once demanded that Geralt be bathed and dressed in black clothes before he had forbidden him to speak, yet now… Now he was still impatient, bossy, and quite demanding, but there was Ciri, and for some reason he had nothing, absolutely nothing to counter her with. Ciri was a force of nature, and Geralt found it quite appropriate that Emhyr was quite helpless in the face of it. 

So Geralt was now somehow a member of Vizima’s court, feeling like an exotic exhibit in the showcase of an auction house. At least until the assassination attempts occured. The first one was almost ridiculous, a small explosive box smuggled among the cargo – whoever had placed it there only revealed they had no idea Emhyr did not even get to see such things. Emhyr claimed assassination attempts occurred almost daily in Nilfgaard, and that this one neither surprised him nor did he think it was original. Geralt thought he sounded almost proud. Perhaps the man had to keep convincing himself of his worth by withstanding attacks on his life, what did he know. 

The second time was about a delivery to the kitchen. This time it was more sophisticated – Geralt later learned that the local supplier had taken a bribe. In this way, poisonous plants had found their way into the kitchen. Something must have gone wrong here, because the cook had recognized them immediately. Geralt found the composition strange: psilocybe mushroom, banewart and a branch of bohun upas, a tree with poisonous sap. All these plants resembled non-poisonous ones, but were easy to recognize for the trained eye. Incidentally, they grew in dense forests, which Geralt also told Emhyr, who did not care much.

"I leave the art of botany to those who know more about it," he had said, and he had not even let Ciri interfere, who had already reacted to the first assassination attempt with concern. 

The third time, however, Emhyr's cool facade crumbled, as Geralt noticed, not without satisfaction. Emhyr had introduced a (in Geralt's eyes superfluous, insecure and somehow silly) gesture in Vizima, which consisted of him and Ciri conducting public negotiations, weather permitting, in the palace's spacious courtyard. Much later, Geralt learned that this had come about mainly because Emhyr found the palace ugly, dark and kind of creepy, which in turn was somehow cute. Ciri seemed to prefer being outdoors anyway, and so did he, of course. So there Geralt stood, one step behind the old and the new ruler, always trying to stifle a yawn and at the same time keeping an eye out for danger. 

On that particular day, an arrow made it very close to Emhyr, an arrow from a bow that was later discovered near the outer wall. However, no trace of the archer was found. Emhyr had the bow shown to him, and he remarked, "This looks familiar."

Geralt was surprised, but also somehow pleased. He had now had many weeks of forced study with Emhyr, and had learned much in the process. Emhyr was extremely well-informed on certain subjects (though mostly politics, military matters, and espionage), and on some things he was a walking encyclopedia. He could quote Ciri's origin up to Lara Dorren by heart, had peculiar knowledge about the viper-witchers and knew very well about magic, despite an understandable aversion to it. 

Somehow, Geralt liked that. Apart from insane rulers like Radovid, he had known those who were downright stupid, those who farted half the day into their throne’s pillow and seemed to have more straw in their heads than the farmers on the fields those king’s and queens owned. Emhyr was indeed literate, and interesting beyond that, which admittedly made Geralt a little uncomfortable. He found that bad deeds were not to be outweighed by aristocratic features, a mysterious nature, and a pleasant smell. 

And yet he liked it, which of course he kept to himself. He also liked that Emhyr had been able to identify the carvings on the bow – it was clearly an elven weapon. 

"Maybe even Scoia'tael," he thoughtfully added, whereupon Emhyr became pensive. 

The fourth attack plunged the court into great chaos. A perfectly normal and hitherto quiet (i.e. boring) day of audiences was nearing its end, when a great roar sounded and finally the doors to the throne room were pushed open with force. Something – one could not describe it otherwise because of the confusion and its speed – flitted through the room, a tangle from which arrows occasionally escaped. In the end, it turned out to be a band of elves, Scoia'tael in fact, who made a lot of noise, but were basically only five men. 

Emhyr's soldiers easily put down the small uprising, and yet one managed to get within a hair's breadth of Emhyr. Had it not been for Geralt, who had kept track in all the chaos and noticed that one man of this group had broken away. However, he was not the only one: the equally striving and attentive Impera captain had almost caught the elf when Geralt hastily shouted, "Stop! Let him live!"

After a bit of a scuffle, they actually managed to pin the elf down, and Geralt and Emhyr both shouted at the same time, "Iorveth?"

Indeed. They had captured the famous elf leader, whom neither Emhyr nor Geralt had ever believed they would see again – albeit for different reasons and with different feelings. The mess had somehow ruffled Emhyr’s hair; a curl had stolen from what was actually a well coiffed, severe hairstyle and hung down into his forehead. Geralt found this very inappropriate, because it reminded him of earlier times and caused a feeling in his stomach as if he had just drunk a good liquor – only without the intoxication, and that was somehow strange. In any case, Emhyr claimed that he needed to recover from this mess, although Geralt believed that the man was meeting with his intelligence chief in the background to exchange information. Some time later, Emhyr – again, quite odd – came to Geralt personally and asked him to be present at Iorveth's interrogation. 

"You have a history together," he said. "Maybe he'll be more likely to tell you what this is all about than my torturers."

"I would think that’s clear even without torture," Geralt returned, "he's obviously not well disposed towards you, after all, you took advantage of him and then tried to have him executed."

"No man can undo his past," Emhyr replied cryptically, "and what was logical at an earlier time will seem cruel in many a history book. Be that as it may, it doesn't explain why he shows up years later to exact his revenge."

That was true, though. Admittedly, the Scoia'tael had not benefited much from peacetime so far. Emhyr had abolished all reprisals against otherlings in the North, but the execution of his orders still left much to be desired. It might be that Iorveth simply wanted to finally act out his deep resentment against Emhyr. However, it turned out that Geralt was quite wrong with this thought. After they had exchanged some typical rudeness, which in the case of Iorveth had been combined with much shouting, clamoring and fidgeting, Geralt demanded to know what the problem was. 

"Emhyr is the problem, isn't that obvious?" spat the elf. 

"Well," Geralt returned calmly, "I'm the last one who wants to play the diplomat here, but why are you coming up with this now? The war is over, and while conditions are certainly not ideal..."

"What?" Iorveth interrupted him, confused, "Who said it was about that?"

"It isn’t? Well, why then, if not out of a grudge against Emhyr?"

"Oh, you bet your ass I have a grudge," Iorveth scoffed. "Are you familiar with the concept of blood ties, Geralt?"

Geralt nodded, and then – maybe for old times' sake, or maybe because he finally had to get this off his chest, Iorveth told him everything. 

Later, Geralt met with Emhyr, who had insisted on a private parley, without Ciri, without his curious valet, and without his soldiers. He was really acting strangely lately. 

"We need a sorceress," Geralt said, "or a Ban Ard mage for all I care, if you have one handy."

"As it happens, I don't," Emhyr grumbled, uncomfortable with the thought of magic. "Why? Did the elves get involved with magic? Do they possess an artifact that could harm me or Cirilla? Do they have a mage at their service?"

"Nothing like that," Geralt said, and then he started laughing. 

For a while he enjoyed Emhyr's wry look. Somehow the man had really changed. In the past, he would have had him thrown out right away; after all, laughter was not a pastime that was particularly popular at this court. Emhyr had become more patient, even with Geralt.

"If you would have the kindness to explain this to me?"

"We need a strong hair restorer, and it must work quickly, preferably immediately. An ordinary one could be prepared by any alchemist, of course, but I have told Iorveth that only magic can help here. He believed it."

"A... hair restorer."

Emhyr's brows seemed to creep into his hairline. Geralt had never seen the man so confused. It was kind of touching. 

"Yes. What I'm about to tell you absolutely has to stay between us, because if this thing is going to work, nobody can learn about this. Watch out. Iorveth thinks you're causing Vernon Roche undue stress and discomfort."

"Vernon Roche?"

Emhyr pushed his lower lip forward as if he were an offended child. 

"The thought of me making this creep uncomfortable pleases me, frankly. I am surprised, however, that Iorveth does not feel the same way. If I remember correctly, the man pursued him mercilessly, and for a long time."

"That's right. But you see, sometimes old enemies can discover commonalities they weren't aware of before."

He looked at Emhyr, and somehow that warm feeling in his stomach was back. It felt like he had eaten something very good, or watched a particularly beautiful sunset. His own words echoed in him, and he thought, good heavens. Is this really true?

"You mean, people who previously rejected each other can see that their reasons no longer hold water?"

It was a strange formulation, Geralt thought. But he also thought that Emhyr was looking at him with great interest, at least if he interpreted the glint of those honey eyes correctly. 

"Yes," Geralt replied slowly, as something inside of him tugged at his heartstrings, "or even a human and an elf. Anyway... I hardly dare say it, but apparently Vernon Roche and Iorveth have grown closer."

"Oh," went Emhyr. "Do you think that's bad?"

Geralt looked at him in surprise. The question was unusual. Did Emhyr really want to know his opinion on such a delicate question? Well, he had actually done his homework – as far as Geralt knew, same-sex relationships were not particularly uncommon in Nilfgaard and nowhere near as frowned upon as in the North. 

"Well, I'm still having trouble wrapping my mind around the fact that Vernon Roche and Iorveth, of all people.... But basically, no."

Their eyes met, and Geralt wondered if Emhyr had ever had the same feeling in his stomach that he had now. Whether he had ever given this feeling space or a name, like Vernon Roche and his Scoia’tael leader, who apparently were a thing now.

Emhyr cleared his throat noisily and continued, "All right, so the two are a pair. I’ve heard stranger things in my life. Now what do I have to do with that?"

"Well," Geralt said with relish, "you're obviously the cause of Vernon Roche's distress. I mean, of course Roche is not happy with the developments. His dream of Temeria – well, it was almost manic, and as for resentment, he probably has an even bigger one than Iorveth. In any case, Iorveth describes him as stressed. Because... the man loses hair. And the ones he has left would be white, Iorveth says."

Geralt grinned broadly, but Emhyr grimaced.

"Just the thought of that guy taking off his chaperon to show off his lice-ridden mane to anyone... wait. Let me do the math... That sounds like a natural progression."

"Exactly. Vernon Roche is in his prime, and apparently he's going bald. But you know what? Elves don't get bald heads. They never lose their hair, and it doesn't turn white until they're very, very old."

"Most Scoia'tael don't live that long," Emhyr followed, and Geralt nodded.

"Exactly. That means Iorveth doesn't know what this hair loss means for Roche. He thinks it's due to stress, he must have heard once that it can be a reason for all kinds of symptoms in humans. I've essentially confirmed it."

"But why?"

"Very simple. He wouldn't have believed the real explanation. The guy is obviously crazy about Vernon Roche, although I don't understand why, but to each his own. Furthermore, Iorveth now considers the man his blood brother, which is an important concept among the Scoia'tael – it means preserving the other's honor at all costs, protecting and caring for him. And one thing is clear: these assassinations will never stop, because in his opinion it's your fault, and there are still a lot of Scoia'tael out there who follow Iorveth. So I made him a peace offering."

"Which is?"

"Well, I've maintained that you can't officially make reparations to the Blue Stripes or the Scoia'tael, but would be quite willing, in order to keep the peace, to recognize past services."

"You did what?"

Emhyr's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. 

"Emhyr, listen to me. This is an ingenious and simple solution. You've been siccing your advisors on me for weeks to teach me the basics of diplomacy. Can't you see I'm doing just that?"

Emhyr swallowed. Even his Adam's apple looked elegant. Was that what Vernon Roche saw in Iorveth, and vice versa? A person, not an enemy image? What a thought. 

"What exactly did you promise him?" he asked cautiously. 

"Nothing but a hair restorer," Geralt grinned. "I told him you were willing to invest considerable cost in an experienced sorceress or mage to restore Vernon Roche. In return, Iorveth agrees to refrain from further attacks."

"Surely Vernon Roche will see through this nonsense."

"He would. But we will, of course, instruct the sorceress or mage to keep it secretive – which also means that Iorveth will have to try to administer the stuff to Vernon in secret. Roche mustn't know about it, because otherwise it won't work, I've told him that."

"It's a devious plan," Emhyr admitted after a moment's thought.

"Love drives people to do strange things," Geralt replied, lowering his eyes.

"All right, I agree," Emhyr finally said. "I'll have a sorceress come and make a hair restorer for Vernon Roche. I can't believe I just said that."

"Of course," Geralt said slowly, "as long as you have Iorveth in your power, there could be more attacks, after all, the Scoia'tael will miss their leader."

"You're not seriously suggesting I release the man after half the court witnessed him pounce on me," Emhyr protested. "It will already seem like a strange act of mercy if I pardon him later, all without anyone knowing anything about a hair restorer."

"That's not what I'm saying at all. But... I should probably stay close to your side for the time being. I know the Impera are capable guys and all, but I’m a witcher, and I may know some more tricks… I mean, if it's all right with you."

Geralt felt like he was stammering. Emhyr, however, fixed his eyes on him, honey and amber and a hint of hazelnut, and he nodded.

"I think I would like that."

[vtforpedro]

long life update - TWs in tags

It feels like it's been ages. I'm so exhausted and in a lot of physical pain. Going on two months of it being the worst it's been right after a couple of months of the best it's been. Chronic pain + grief + trying to get help from doctors who should have their licenses revoked + dealing with a shit relationship with my mom + a good, decades-long friendship ending + the ongoing disability process with the SSA + LAW FIRMS.

I'm so fucking tired. I don't remember if I updated that the appeals council decided not to review my case because the 'judge followed the law' except that he didn't. So, as it turns out, my original attorney (and he did not tell me this) before he left, wrote that if they denied me, it should go to federal district court.

I'm now working with a NY law firm to take my case to federal court because my current law firm believes it has merit, and I guess they do, too. That's how fucked the decision was, and I'm glad my initial reaction of bewilderment and anger was spot on lol

The good news is, it should only take another year! ._.

My neurologist is the worst doctor I have ever come across and I'm quite literally stuck with him with nowhere else to go. I wish him upon no one. I'm so tired of calling the SSA, getting documents to them, signing things for law firms, contacting law firms, getting no responses, and contacting them all over and over again. I am in incredible physical pain, like this actively makes my neuro stuff worse. Everything makes it worse. I have autonomic testing in a few days, and idk if I'll get through it b/c I have to stop the meds that keep me out of the ER two days prior, and it scares me.

My relationship with my mom is fractured and I don't feel like family therapy is actually helping. I had to end a friendship with someone I love and care very much about but who was growing too comfortable mistreating me and I was giving them too many passes 😞 I've known them for the better part of two decades.

It's been over seven months since my cat Isis died. I don't know how. It feels like she was here just yesterday. Yet, all the nights I've sat and talked to her and wept are all too real. I miss her more than I can say. She was my soul cat. I keep thinking about tomorrow and how she'd be so nosy getting into EVERYthing when gifts are opened at Christmas. Having to stop her, move her, laugh because she was just so n o s y and it was hilarious. And she's not gonna be here for that ever again.

I'm having a really fucking hard time tonight. It's just hitting me how god-awful this year has been and how I have a bad week to look forward to before even getting to the new year lmao I have to stop taking so many of my medications 48hrs before 1.5-2hrs of testing to see if we can find out Yet Another Thing Wrong With Me but knowing my luck it'll be 'no findings' and the mystery of why my core body temp plummets to 93.9 in the blink of an eye won't be solved until I have suffered juuuuust enough.

It never ends. Never. I want to give up. I'm so tired of doing this. I don't want to anymore. It never. fucking. ends.

I absolutely cannot say it's all been bad, though. I've met incredible, warm, welcoming, giving, kind people this year. Y'all have helped me more than you know and I'm so so so lucky to be able to call you my friends. This year has sucked for so many of us, but I want to say I'm proud of you, and I love you all very much.

My fic is gonna be printed in a hardcover zine early next year. I participated in a Big Bang for the first time and that'll also go out early next year. I'm hosting a tiny event in my tiny fandom server that I'm super excited about. I have a raffle prize to write (bagginshield !!!! SO EXCITED to revisit the og otp) and a Valentine's gift to write for another fandom.

I posted 401,000 words this year and wrote many more unfinished wips, plus a long one (90k) that I am very invested in finishing.

I painted and drew so much this year. I improved a lot, too! I got a couple of portraits printed from inprnt to see how they looked, and it was MY art, and they were GORGEOUS. I thought I would hate seeing my art professionally printed, but no! I almost cried. They looked so lovely.

My cat Lilly had health issues almost immediately following Isis's passing, but she is doing so well right now. She's blossomed into another cat, and while she's not my constant companion, she is with me so much more than she used to be. When she walks onto my desk I am to stop everything and hold her like baby in my arms until she decides that's enough (or I really need to move) lmaaao she's such a goober. My heart cat. <3

I'm not doing well right now--my MH is bad. Especially tonight. But it felt good to write the good things.

I'm sorry for my lack of replies and kinda disappearing. I'm running on fumes. I hope next year will bring physical relief so emotional relief can happen.

For those of you facing difficulties of any kind, I am holding your hand in spirit.

[caliburn-the-sword]

scarlet reactions and thoughts

buckle up buttercups shit's about to get real (and yet i STILL haven't hit the climax of this book holy shit)

i hate ALL men and it's because of wolf. istg he better be fucking lying out of his ass to keep scarlet alive and under control. ran wouldn't have attacked him if he wasn't - actually i guess that could've been a ruse to gain her trust. but then WHY would he ask her to run away?? there's a reason he hasn't had a SINGLE pov chapter this ENTIRE book. now i'm trying to figure out if he's ever glamoured her or not. i don't want to think he has because otherwise he could have skipped all the theatrics and made her trust him or force her to come against her will.

forgot to mention this on the last post but i find it HILARIOUS how scarlet and wolf got more action in 2 days compared to cinder and kai who never got a real kiss across 2 weeks or however long book 1 takes place across FKSHFSDKH. also you know the memes of what one character is doing while another character is doing something with a completely different tone?? that's literally cinder and kai like skirting around their little crushes on each other vs scarlet running around and freaking out about her granny going missing

holy shit this scarlet flashback: HOW did granny live a double life of looking after both cinder and scarlet all those years?? also she was essentially cinder's foster mum for a while?? because this isn't helping the ouat family tree allegations at ALL. cinder's foster parent is scarlet's grandmother, and cinder is the step cousin of princess winter. love this kind of bullshit. (note: this no longer applies for suspended animation reasons but it still counts as the silly ouat flashbacks where everyone somehow knows everyone else). anyway what did granny mean that she's fearful of hovers?? shouldn't she ALREADY be fearful of them?? like girl your granddaughter is lunar was that not already a concern???

it's official: thorne is a kaider shipper

THE ABSOLUTE COMEDY GOLD OF THORNE THINKING SCARLET IS THE LOST PRINCESS FKSHFSDKFHSD

SCARLET IF YOU REMEMBER THAT THE LUNAR PRINCESS WAS GETTING ADOPTED BY LINH THEN PLEASE CHECK THE NEWS AND GO HUH THE LUNAR CYBORG ESCAPED CONVICT HAS THAT SURNAME. the dramatic irony is killing me

ngl i don't have it within me to be upset about the death of scarlet's father. i hope it was painful

look as much as i love cinder i'm glad that kai got tipped off by the linhs because they NEED a full conversation together PLEASE

omg i KNEW something was off with the way granny kept asking questions and didn't offer any new information of her own. i should have seen it sooner. holy shit. this is amazing and such a good tie in to little red riding hood

FINALLY WOLF POV. ze'ev kesley. glad to finally have a name. AND I WAS RIGHT HE'S ON OUR SIDE YAY

OMG CINDER'S FINDING OUT ABOUT HER PAST AT THE BENOIT'S FARM I'M LOSING MY MIND IT'S ALL COMING TOGETHER

that wraps up all my reading from yesterday!! i need to be sedated. this book has me so tense like it's taking years off my lifespan but in the best way possible

@eddisfargo

[definesanity]

Sorry for the delay in doing this, was busy trying to finish that email yesterday...still ain't done with it lol.

Hello, first I am sorry for the length of this, but these ideas have been rotting my brain for quite a while so I figured I would share them with you.

First is a Mohg reader, the reader bearing the dark gray or black skin of Mohg, along with many of his horns and his claws and wings.

The reader has taken an underground area and made it similar to Mohgwyn mausoleum, although the area is bathed in their own blood, a mutative ichor that is styled like galaxies and cosmos, that has warped and changed the environment around the looming ruins.

While I am not the biggest fan of Imposter aus, I read them when I feel the need for angst but have no interest in writing one myself, perhaps it could be a part of one where the Acolytes realize they have been mistaken when they see the Ichor bathed land and The Lord Of Blood offering their Ichor to those who remained loyal to them, anointing them as Knights of a New Dynasty.

Perhaps they could wish to use the Tsaritsa or even the Unknown God, who may be an extremist in terms of loyalty to the creator and simply allows her extremism and fanaticism to color how she handles the world she oversees, as their consort for a new dynasty of their own.

Imagine everyone's reaction to seeing Asmoday, a fan name for the Unknown God, calmly sitting down beside the Lord Of Blood as they anoint their new knights, smiling mockingly at the acolytes for their failure, their actions proving her words that mortals and immortals alike are worthless before divinity.

Outside of that, the Lord Of Blood Reader is decidedly a bit crueler than most others, but they are also a fair ruler, welcoming the suggestions and critiques of their servants and vassals.

There could also be something of a moment where a child works up the nerve to ask them to ad a sick pet or parent, everyone watches with horror as they wait for the reader to slay the child...only for them to nod at the child and accompany them. They also start training the hilibros and coaching them in who to fight and build up their own forces to make them their personal soldiers.

The Abyss finds it hilarious, and so does Asmoday, her finding that idea that 'near mindless brutes and relics of a failed kingdom' are held in a higher standing than supposedly ever devout acolytes to be endlessly amusing.

Another idea is a Miquella reader, who is teleported with the Haligtree and its inhabitants, along with the Albinaurics, to Teyvat. The acolytes try and siege the tree thinking it is keeping their creator prisoner, with the exception of the Tsaritsa who sends diplomats because she is an 'ask questions before you shoot' type of leader in my eyes.

The assault...yeah it goes to shit. Forces are slaughtered by Cleanrot Knights, Omens (I like to imagine an Au where Mohg made an alliance with Miquella and Malenia as opposed to being...well himself and wound up working to elevate Miquella to godhood to have his backing for a new dynasty that would aid in governing a world free of the Outer Gods.), Albinaurics, Revenants (May they all burn in hell), and a certain 'Blade' who basically beats the living shit out of everyone.

They flee with their tails between their legs, now significantly less in number, unaware of the shitshow that is about to be unleashed as Malenia decides to go on a very enthusiastic walk across Teyvat...just like she did through the Lands Between.

My last one, for now, came to me while I was thinking of just how big a threat the Eremites could be if they were all rallied under one leader, taught how to rebuild and use Deshret's tech, and trained in proper warfare.

So my dumbass decided to go with an AU where Lumine wakes up a bit earlier than in canon, and in the Deserts of Sumeru as opposed to off Mondstadts shores. This Lumine was once one of her people best warriors, if not their best, though given the deeds her and hers were made to perform...the title is bittersweet to her.

She winds up finding a ruin of Deshrets and become intrigued by the tech that, while primitive by her own kinds standards, is still impressive enough to warrant her spending some time studying it.

A younger Babel and her followers find her repairing many of the constructs of Deshret and using them to repair the building, with Babel asking her how she understands the technology enough to do that.

One thing leads to another and Lumine makes a deal with Babel; you help me and I'll help you. If Babel will help her to gain a powerbase and a safe haven in Teyvat, then she will help her and hers with unlocking the secrets of the Scarlet King and unifying their people.

However, one thing leads to another and Lumine soon becomes much more than an IT and HR consultant as she begins to not only aid in training the Eremits, but she even begins to teach them how to build permanent settlements of their own in addition to how to farm in the arid landscape.

Soon she is labelled by some as 'The Second Coming of The Scarlet King' and by others as 'The Star Given Queen', as she begins to work with Babel to make the Eremites into something truly dangerous out of respect for them and a desire to have some allies in her corner.

Eventually, she even winds up courting Babel and becoming something of a formal leader to the people as she rallies them to her banner, beginning to forge a kingdom of Eremite warriors, armed with Deshret's tech and her peoples training in addition to their own, within the wastes.

Eventually she leaves the land to begin searching for clues to her brother and just what happened all those years ago, leaving Babel in charge with the promise of regular check ins, teleport waypoints get abused by her so much, but not before the Akademiya provoke her into a battle.

It does not end well...for the Akademiya that is.

So what do you think? Again sorry for the length of this message, I am apparently incapable of short and sweet messages lol.

Nah, it's alright xd

Well, as I was saying:

Mohg!Reader probably knew that their downfall may have ties to the fact that they never listened to others, and merely went by the words of the Formless Mother. As such, as you said, they will keep an ear open to advice this time around as they build their Dynasty once more.

Those even cursed shall be accepted; the Formless Mother has no hold over them anymore. Yet that does not mean that their strength has faded. No, in fact, the Lord of Blood is stronger than ever. Strong enough now, to not only see the coming of their Dynasty, but to bring it forth as well.

The Dynasty of Mohgwyn.

Next, Miquella!Reader. I feel that, alongside The Tsaritsa, Nahida would also bring forth a diplomatic approach via dreams. Miquella!Reader, as even St. Trina, is well tuned with dreams, and so the two confer and agree to meet in person.

As for Malenia, Blade of Miquella; I hope Miquella!Reader can convince her not to go on her very enthusiastic walk through Teyvat. They strive for the living, and them being dead won't help xd

With you saying about Lumine, I don't think I can add anything since, well, I think it's good as is :D

But, I do hope Lumine can also find help in other people; perhaps Faruzan, well knowing of ancient machinery, and Layla, to help her knowledge of the many stars and Constellations of Teyvat. Even to people like Cyno, who she would help track down criminals, to gifting Tighnari the more rarer materials in the desert and helping Collei with her studying.

The Grand Sage does not like her? Well, tough luck. She isn't going just yet :3

Still, thanks for the post (and me eating my own words with Lumine's segment xd). You truly have quite the food for thought, my friend! :D

[littlemisssquiggles]

Do you think time flows differently in Remnant when one is in the Ever After? It looks like Jaune didn’t age much when he first met Alyx and Luis and when he met team RWBY. How do you think it could affect a potential reunion with RWBYJ with the others in Vacuo? Would also love to hear your thoughts on potential RG reunion and hugs. Thank you!

Hi there Slip!

That is actually something I have pondered about. Personally I would like it if there was some kind of time difference between Remnant and the Ever After since I’m not in favour of the time RWBYJ spent in the Ever After being rendered pointless by the time they return home in the sense that while they’ve been gone for what seemed like days or years in respect to Jaune, on the other side, it had only been more minutes since they were gone so the others didn’t get to really process their absence.

I would be genuinely disappointed if Oscar and the others barely had any time to process their comrade’s presumed deaths if RWBYJ simply returned at the exact moment in time when their friends all arrived in Vacuo.

I want the adventures in the Ever After to have an impact on the whole team including the ones who evaded falling into it. For me, I like the concept of a two to three year time skip between the rest of the hero team back in Remnant while RWBYJ have been in the Ever After.

Some fans and theorists have been hoping for that and this squiggle meister is all for it as well. I want this time skip to happen mainly because I’m curious to see what Ruby’s reaction would be if she were to return to Remnant to discover an older, more battle-hardened Oscar at age 17 who had basically assumed the role of leader in place of her and Jaune since both of them were lost to the Ever After.

I’m also curious what a 16 to 17-year-old Oscar Pine would look like and behave.

Plus I also like the potential irony of the show-runners potentially erasing the two year difference between the Rosegarden pair since if Ruby were to return to Remnant having not aged at all during her time in the Ever After while Oscar did by three more years; then technically the two would be a lot closer in age by the time they reunite. Ruby will still be 17 going on 18 while Oscar will be 17 too. That would be genuinely hilarious if this came true in the canon XD

That aside, I feel like what the writers are gearing us up for is Ruby not being the same person she was when Oscar first met her.

I feel like by the end of this volume Ruby will have some kind of major identity crisis.  A part of me doesn’t want this volume to end with Ruby being 100% fixed by the Tree. I feel like Ruby is expected to change in more ways than one and become someone else. Or rather something else that isn’t Ruby Rose.

If Ruby isn’t herself anymore and has to live with adjusting to becoming a ‘different person’ while others still see her as her old self then who better to share in/help her through this kind of development than Oscar who is more or less going through the same thing.

Bottom-line, I feel like Ruby’s experience in the Ever After could potentially lead to her relationship with Oscar becoming closer/stronger than it was before.

If the recent episode’s events proved one thing to me is that Oscar matters a lot to Ruby. In respect to what I perceive a reunion between these two would look like---I dunno. It will really depend on how this volume ends in the next two episodes.

It’s like I said in this recent post from yesterday---

I can either see Ruby reacting to Oscar negatively, being too traumatized by the image of her killing him in cold blood as a result of Neo’s illusions to the point that she refuses to interact with Oscar; believing that the best thing for him would be for the two to not be as close as they were becoming since Ruby would be too scared to lose Oscar and the next volume will be about her and Oscar rebuilding their friendship; maybe even finding something deeper between them by realizing just how much they both mean to one another.

Either that or Ruby wouldn’t be able to contain her relief at seeing the real Oscar---to know that the nightmare version of him she saw in the Ever After was just a fake and she still had a second chance at protecting the one true Oscar who she cares about deeply. That being said, this could lead into a very touching hug moment between the two---one that us RG fans were starved of in V8.

It can go either way.

Depending on how V9 ends, I feel like in the next phase of the story (granted that V10 is greenlit), it can spark a big change in the dynamic of Ruby and Oscar’s relationship. I don’t know what the showrunners’ intentions for these two are but a part of me still wishes to believe that these two are meant to become closer. Each season just gives me more and more hints that that’s the case but who knows.

For now, these are my thoughts on that. I hope this answers your question m’fam.

~LMS (2023)

[nikethestatue]

There's a wide and wild misinformation of the next upcoming acotar book. Sadly, instead of them admitting they don't know anything, they keep on pushing they KNEW who the next book will be. I had debate with a Gwynriel yesterday and they were telling me that they'll make sure sjm's career would flop if it'll be Elain's book. ALL BECAUSE Sjm is lying to them and did a fanservice. I don't think we will ever be free from them

Yeah I always say that no one knows anything. If anyone ever claims that they do, it’s BS. I think the only people who know are SJM and her editors. And they aren’t on TikTok or Tumblr spilling the secrets.

Gwynriels are always overly confident. They think it’s the first time that SJM has been dealing with backlash over couples. 😂😂 it’s hilarious.

In every series there is the same reaction—violence. Whether it’s Feyre/Rhys/Tamlin or Aelin/Chaol/Rowan, or now this nonsense, she’s been through all of it before. Her career only grew and she’s become more and more popular.

So Gwynriels should be giving the themselves so much credit or think that they have the ability to ruin her career over a ship.

Also, it’s not like she is gonna write Gwynriel to appease them out of fear. It’s ridiculous.

[watchingblsnowandforever]

Am I doing a review tonight? Heck yeah I am (i would die of too much feelings if i didn't).

Am I publishing last night's review that I wrote in a fit of depression and impulsiveness? What do you think?

I feel a little bad that I couldn't write one for every episode, but i did manage to come so far and since yesterday's episode could be considered an extension of today's, think of this as a review for both.

Moving on.

I loved today's episode. I really really did. It was beautiful, gorgeous and very heartfelt. It was also hilarious and horny but let's not talk about that (or maybe we will?).

I like making lists, so here's one more (a couple of scenes are from yesterday's):

At the Bull Camp: when Pran and Pat start a fight to stop Tian and Phupha from fighting. And morning come, when they're getting up from the tent for breakfast, and Pat asks Pran to rate him: these two really are horny little minxes (affectionate) that use fighting as foreplay.

The confession scene. You know the one. It simultaneously broke my heart and wrapped it in a fluffy blanket. I would have been able to enjoy it more were I in a better mood, but it's okay.

Most of yesterday's episode was them getting lost in the forest. I think this is because in some way or other, all of them felt lost. And it was about finding themselves (and each other) again. It also highlighted, in phases, how their relationships and they themselves are similar and/or different.

Yesterday's episode is beautifully explained in this post, definitely give it a read if you have time.

In episode 16, what I really liked was that while PatPran did things that were references to the original ATOTS, PhuphaTian also did things that were references to BBS. Case in point: Phupha asking Tian to rate him on his 'performance' and Tian first showing one finger to tease him. The eleven was a nice twist though :D And the eye mask- I'm crying T~T

Also, I had an idea as to what were Hona's "conditions" going by Pran's and then Pat's reaction (no this has no connection whatsoever to me wanting them to do a play together shh). So happy i was right.

The waterfall and the classroom scenes- honest question P'Aof, are you trying to kill us with fluff? If so, I'm completely on board, but I have stuff to do, you know.

"We need to talk." Yes you do. You have a lot of talking to do.

We all knew Hona was going to surprise him right (I got flashbacks of The Eclipse OS episode 2)? I did not expect that big of a surprise, though (we'll come back to this later). Happy for Tian.

The play. I loved it so much. I have no words for how much I loved it. Especially the seating arrangements (not InkPa gossiping about PhuphaTian when they are sitting right there). Initially, I'd expected Pat to be Hona and Pran to be Khru Tian, but this dynamic does make more sense. The "No one should use their whole life to repay someone else's." hit me right in the feels because that's what they have been doing their whole lives. They had to hate each other because Pat's dad had wronged Pran's mom. Pran had to "break up" with Pat simply because Pat was his father's son and thus, in Dissaya's eyes, couldn't be trusted. This is also very true for Pa; she had to pretend to hate Pran even after he saved her life. So this scene was only part acting for them. It was also the reality they have to live through every day of their lives.

My favourite scene is the curtain scene; I could write a whole post just on that. Partly because of the kiss, yes, but mostly because of the connotations. Twice, they have been outed with the curtain falling. The first time had a mostly good outcome, however temporary (I'm not counting the Wai Mess™). The second time, they managed to avoid any suspicions. These two times, the curtain falling signified their (not so) secret relationship being exposed. This time, they kiss in front of a whole auditorium full of audience and the curtain closes on them, signifying that they are successful in hiding their relationship from prying eyes. This has both sad (that they have to hide in the first place) and happy connotations (that they are in their own world where they can love each other to the fullest). Also Wai and Korn being the bestest friends 😂😂. "We have no choice." As if Pat isn't screaming and jumping inside to kiss Pran in front of everyone. Yes, of course, Pat, that's the reason. Also, Pa saying "I didn't know Hia could act." –Didn't Pat act in the Architecture play in his sophomore year? 👀

[Unmute :D Do NOT repost; I'll do more than find you]

12. Poor Pa- I wanted to hug her then (the second hand embarassment almost made me curl into the corner of my bed and never come out).

13. Aaaaand Nong Nao is back. Also, in this scene the casual "will your dad be okay with this?" and "what about your mother?" tells us just how much they've come forward together, and how much they are willing to sacrifice for their love. Previously, there was always trepidation, anger, sadness or all three when talking about their parents, now it's just another topic. Like, it's good if they're okay with it, but we'll not stop loving each other if they're not. It's beautiful. Also, this:

YES!!!!!! I've been waiting for this singular scene since the Our Skyy 2 trailer dropped and I finally get it. My BBS part of the brain is so satisfied right now. Not Pa and her timing again-

14. The ring, oh my gods. I kid you not when I say I literally gasped and teared up a little when Tian (and we the viewers) saw the ring. "Chief finally put the 1000th ring on my finger." Ahhh I'm screaming. It means so much for them both.

15. That post credit scene? I don't have words left for it. TianPhupha is a go! My switch stan (always) brain: happy :D

That's all for today! See you tomorrow when I sum up Be My Favourite.

If you want more clips, feel free to send a request! :D

[a-pile-of-unread-books]

Have you ever seen your parents do the most mischievous shit, while knowing perfectly what they're doing, while also having a straight face, to your grandparents?

Well, I have. And It was fucking hilarious.

Ok. So, yesterday I was at my grandparents house with my mom and my cousins and my aunt and uncle. We just finished having lunch, and me and my two cousins (one is like 10 and the othaer one is my age) were watching TV while I was on my phone too. Then my mom comes in and tells us that my grandpa (who is like seventy-something/eighty and pretty homophobic) is watching red white and royal blue. I, of course, knew immediately that my mom was behind this, and probably told my grandpa to watch it, I obviously was shocked and laughing, because I enjoy the mischief and the chaos and exposing homophobic people to gay shit without them knowing.

I'd like to say that I also love my grandpa, he is a good person and has always been nice to me and my cousins (tho he obviously doesn't know that I am a lesbian and that my cousin is NB and pan), and he is also not someone who hates gay people, he's just from another time, and he knows he has to be respectful.

That said, let me tell you how this went. Me and my cousin were watching from the doorframe of the room where my grandpa was clearly enjoying the film, and we were holding the laugh because he had no idea of what was coming.

Later, I went to the kitchen to get food, and on my way out my mom said "Go check if Toti is still watching the film or if he's just sleeping at this point" (by the way, Toti is how we all call my grandpa), so I did what my mom told me, and he was very awake and still enjoying the film.

Now, here's the fun part. He was in the scene where Alex and Henry are about to fuck in the White House. I immediately went to tell my cousin and we ran to the door frame and watched him expecting any reaction. We were holding our laughs and tears, but then I couldn't hold it anymore, so I went back to the room where we were previously watching TV. A few seconds later my cousin came back and I asked him what Toti did, and he said he just turned the TV off. We laughed and then kept watching TV.

Then I went back to the kitchen and, on the way out, asked my mom what had Toti said about the film, she said that he had told her that it was too gay for him and that he got disturbed.

I honestly never thought that my mom was that evil. I mean, I know her, but I didn't think she was able to do something like that, and I love that she did.

[burgers-and-french-fries]

05

Since writing in her journal about her plan for the summer, Kenzie's mind was spinning with possible outcomes and ideas that could help aid her in her mission. She knew that she had to be sneaky about everything as Jeff was pretty smart and she knew that he might catch on if she acted any differently than normal. It was going to be hard as she was excited for what was to come; so excited that as soon as her phone read 6:30 am, she pulled up Zarah's contact info and pressed the call button.

Kenzie sat and waited for what felt like ages before Zarah answered the phone. She wasn't at all happy to be woken this early.

"One good reason and I won't murder you," Zarah grumped as she put her phone to her ear.

"Would you settle for an I miss you?" Kenzie asked with a hint of teasing in her tone.

"No. What do you want?" Zarah replied and Kenzie gasped dramatically.

"I am wounded that you think I want something," Kenzie told her friend as a small chuckle escaped her lips.

Zarah rolled her eyes and pulled the phone away from her ear as she felt a yawn coming on.

"You just rolled your eyes at me didn't you?" Kenzie asked, knowing her friend all too well.

"Just tell me what you want so I can go back to bed," Zarah responded.

"Ok, ok. I need your help with something," Kenzie said and Zarah took a deep breath.

"You get rejected by someone?" Zarah questioned sarcastically.

"Hey, I will have you know that I am a great catch," Kenzie defended and Zarah burst out laughing.

"That's a good one, Ken," Zarah said through her laughter.

"Seriously Zar, I am, but no, I need your help with something else," Kenzie told her.

"Alright, jokes aside, what is so important that you need to call me this early?" Zarah asked as things settled down and she could sense her friend's eagerness.

"So the other day Uncle Jeff was teaching me how to surf and-" Kenzie started just before Zarah cut her off.

"I bet you fell over," Zarah said out loud without meaning to.

"Oi," Kenzie replied.

"Sorry, go on," Zarah said.

"I was knocked off my board by someone and I sprained my ankle. Anyway, we went home after that and when we got back to Jeff's, there was a moving truck in the driveway next door," Kenzie explained.

"So you did fall," Zarah answered, making Kenzie roll her eyes this time.

"Really? That's what you took from that?" Kenzie asked, somewhat dumbfounded but not entirely surprised.

"Kenz, it's me you're talking to. Yes, that's what I took from that," Zarah responded.

"You're right. I shouldn't be surprised at this point," Kenzie joked.

"Hilarious. Anyhow, what does a moving truck have to do with you needing my help?" Zarah asked.

"Zar, the person moving in was my uncle's old flame, Liz," Kenzie said, finally getting to the point.

"Are you serious!?" Zarah shouted a little too loudly. She quickly covered her mouth and both girls remained quiet for a minute just in case Zarah's parents came into Zarah's room and told the girls to get off the phone.

"I'm not kidding and get this, Mom told me that Jeff and Liz had talked about getting married at one point," Kenzie said as a burst of energy coursed through her veins.

"Holy crap, that's big," Zarah replied.

"I know. I'm still a little shocked cause he never struck me as the type to want to get married," Kenzie told Zarah.

"What did he do when he saw her?" Zarah asked, curious of Jeff's reaction.

"He just stood there staring at her while she got a box from the truck and when she went inside, he scurried toward his place. It was the fastest I've ever seen him move." Kenzie explained.

"I can see that. Has he spoken to her at all yet?" Zarah questioned.

"Well, she came by yesterday with some baking she had done in the hopes of getting to know her new neighbors while Jeff was out, and I invited her in. She seemed nice but when Jeff came home, he stood there like a goober and frowned at us. He made everything awkward, and she rushed out the door," Kenzie explained, feeling the annoyance with Jeff resurface.

"That's not cool," Zarah noted, and Kenzie nodded.

"I know right? I told him what I thought, and he didn't like that cause he stormed out of the house," Kenzie added and Zarah shook her head incredulously.

"What a weenie," Zarah replied, and both girls burst out laughing.

"He is, but once he came home, he filled me in on a couple of things. It was quite interesting," Kenzie replied after the laughter had died down.

"I bet," Zarah said as her neck cracked from the way she turned her head as she stretched.

"The most interesting thing was that when we were talking, he had the same look on his face that Liz had when we were in the kitchen talking about friends, school, and boys," Kenzie said and Zarah's eyes went wide.

"Do you think they miss each other?" Zarah asked and Kenzie shrugged. She didn't know for sure but if she had to take a wild guess, then yes, she had a strong feeling that they missed each other in more ways than one.

"I think so. This is where I need your help though." Kenzie answered.

"What do you need me to do?" Zarah wondered.

"I'm going to get Liz and Jeff together once and for all and I need you to be my sounding board. You up for the challenge, Turner?" Kenzie asked and Zarah nodded enthusiastically.

"Hell yes!" Zarah responded and Kenzie beamed.

The girls spent the next couple hours getting ideas compiled and by the time they were done talking, Zarah's parents were up and so was Jeff.

"Call me if you need any more ideas and if I think of any today at work, I'll text you," Zarah told Kenzie.

"You're the best Zar. I owe you one." Kenzie said and Zarah hummed in agreement.

Kenzie bid her friend goodbye and was about to hang up when Zarah stopped her.

"Hold on, I need the details of how you fell off the surfboard," Zarah said, and Kenzie rolled her eyes.

"Dude, I didn't fall off, I was pushed off," Kenzie replied sarcastically unamused.

"Yeah, ok kenz," Zarah said, and Kenzie raised her brow.

"It's true." Kenzie defended.

Zarah was about to reply when her father knocked on her bedroom door and told her that it was time to get off the phone and get ready for work or she'd be late.

=

Walking into the main kitchen after her call with Zarah, Kenzie found Jeff on the laptop assaulting the keyboard as he typed away. She smiled to herself at the look of concentration on his face. It was very much the same concentrated look her mother got when she was doing something that she didn't particularly want to do.

"Morning." Kenzie greeted as she took one of the Banana chocolate chip muffins Liz had made off the platter given to them and warmed it in the microwave for a couple of seconds.

Jeff barely looked up from the laptop as he gave his niece a mumbled reply.

"What are you doing?" Kenzie asked and Jeff glanced at her briefly.

"Why?" He asked as he continued attacking the keyboard with his vigorous typing.

"I asked you first," Kenzie replied as she popped a piece of the heated muffin in her mouth.

She was hoping to get more of a conversation out of him, but it was useless. He was too far into his task to respond with more than one-word answers.

"Kenz, please." He replied, needing to focus on the amount of inventory, orders, and bills he had to take care of for the bait shop.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone, but I do have a question," Kenzie said.

Jeff sighed and gave her his full attention, though the look on his face told her that he wanted to be left alone to work.

"What?" He asked.

"Do you have a soccer ball?" She questioned.

Her foot had begun to feel better, and she wanted to test its strength by kicking a ball around.

"I do but you need to rest that foot." He said sternly.

Kenzie wasn't the best for letting herself heal after an injury. She was usually up and walking around within a couple of hours if she was able to.

"It feels a bit better, but I just want to see if it's up to kicking standard." She told him.

"I'd rather you not and give your foot more time to heal," Jeff answered, even though he knew she wasn't going to listen to him.

"It's fine Uncle Jeff," Kenzie replied, feeling confident in her ability.

"It's your foot, kid. Ball's in the garage." Jeff replied before going back to the laptop.

"Thank you," Kenzie said as she took her food into her room so that she could get herself together before heading out to kick the ball around.

=

Kicking the ball around felt good. Her foot still hurt of course but it was nowhere near as painful as it was when it first happened. It made Kenzie happy to know that she was right, and her ankle was healing nicely.

"Kenz!" Jeff called from the backdoor. Kenzie looked over at him and walked over to him.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"I'm heading to the bait shop; do you want to come with me or stay here?" He questioned. He knew her answer already but he wanted to check just in case.

"I want to stay here." She told him. This was perfect. She could work on things while he was gone and out of earshot.

"Alright, call me if you need anything but please try to stay out of trouble," Jeff replied, and Kenzie smiled goofily.

"Me? Get into trouble?" She teased and Jeff rolled his eyes.

"Yes, you," He responded, and Kenzie chuckled.

"Don't worry about me. I'm just going to kick the ball around a little more and then maybe play some video games," Kenzie said.

"Ok. I will see you in a little while," Jeff answered.

Kenzie waved goodbye to him and went back to kicking the ball but just as she did that, Jeff reappeared.

"No more strangers in my house while I'm gone," Jeff said as pottery could be heard smashing from the backyard next door, followed by a slight high-pitched scream and an over dramatic gasp.

"My pot!" The person shrieked.

"Kenzie!" Jeff shouted in both shock and warning.

"My bad," She called to the person next door, but no reply came.

"Be more careful with that thing," Jeff cautioned, and Kenzie nodded.

"Safe to say my foot's ok," Kenzie said, attempting to change the subject.

"Inside missy," Jeff replied, moving to the side so that Kenzie could get past him.

"Why?" Kenzie asked.

"So you don't break anything else and because you've been on your feet for too long," Jeff told her, and she couldn't argue with him. She was feeling tired.

"Okie dokie," She responded, walking inside.

Kenzie plopped herself on the couch next to Annie whose tail was wagging enthusiastically.

"Right, I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything and no strangers in the house while I'm gone and no more breaking things." He reiterated as he grabbed his keys, Annie's leash, and his hat.

"I will and as for not breaking anything else, I'm not promising anything." She replied and Jeff shook his head. What was he going to do with Kenzie?

Kenzie had to laugh at his response to that.

"Come on Annie," Jeff said, encouraging his four-legged friend to come to him so that they could leave.

"Bye," Kenzie told them as they hurried out the door. No reply came as Jeff was practically in his truck and pulling away already.

Kenzie waved to him through the window and when he was out of sight, she went next door. She was going to apologize for breaking whatever it was but as she put her hand on the doorknob, someone knocked on it, making Kenzie jump.

"Flaming Cheetos!" Kenzie shouted with panic as her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She assumed that the person at the door was her uncle, but it wasn't.

Kenzie opened it and came face to face with a kid around her age. He stood a few inches taller than her. He had reddish brown hair, and blue/green eyes and wore an exasperated look on his face.

"Think this is yours," He said as he handed her the soccer ball. Kenzie took it and tried not to laugh as his scream echoed through her head.

"Anyone ever told you that you scream like a girl?" Kenzie asked. She couldn't help herself.

"Do not," He defended.

"Yeah, you do," She told him and he huffed at her.

"No, I don't," He answered.

Kenzie was having too much fun pestering him.

"What were you doing back there anyway?" Kenzie asked, moving on from playfully insulting him.

"What's it to you?" He questioned in reply.

"I believe your exact words were and I quote: My Pot!" Kenzie said, raising her brow at him, silently asking him what he meant by that.

"Not that it's any of your business but I was planting something," He begrudgingly answered.

"You garden?" Kenzie questioned, letting a chuckle escape her lips.

The boy in front of her blushed and glared at her. He wasn't appreciating the fact that she was picking on him.

"I don't need this. Just keep your bloody ball out of my yard," He snapped and walked away.

Kenzie felt guilty for mocking him, so she called for him to stop.

"Wait!" She hollered and he did. He turned to face her, but she could tell that he wasn't impressed.

Kenzie carefully trudged over to him, trusting that he wasn't going to leave her alone.

He just stood there watching her as she inched closer to him.

"Going to keep bothering me?" He asked and Kenzie shook her head.

"I was going to ask if you needed help with gardening," She replied, hoping that he'd forgive her and let her help him.

"Thanks but you should put your foot up." He told her and Kenzie looked at him in surprise.

How did he know that she had injured herself? Unless.....

"You," She said, pointing at him.

"Call it even?" He suggested with a shrug and sheepish grin and Kenzie remained in her spot for a minute contemplating her answer.

She could hold this over him if she wanted to and keep making him miserable, but she could use a friend while in Boca, so she decided to give in to his suggestion......Kind of.

Kenzie pondered and pursed her lips at him while allowing her eyes to roam his body up and down, making him sweat a little bit.

"On one condition," Kenzie said. She had a feeling this kid could help her execute her plan of playing Cupid.

"I'm afraid to ask but go on," He replied.

"I'll let you know eventually. For now, however, I'm Kenzie," She introduced, holding out her hand for him to shake.

He looked at it for a second, unsure of what she was planning but he knew that if he wanted to stay in her good graces and not be the target of her insults any longer, his best option would be to place his hand in hers and reciprocate the handshake.

"Jesse," He responded simply.

"Great. Well, I should go back in," Kenzie told him, pointing in the direction of her uncle's house.

"Aren't you going to tell me your one condition before you go?" He queried.

"All in due time, Jesse, all in due time." She said in a tone that freaked him out a bit.

He gave Kenzie a worried glance and she smirked at him.

"Tell you what, meet me at Pete's burger shack on Wednesday afternoon and I'll tell you," Kenzie said but Jesse grunted, not feeling satisfied with her reply.

"I work on Wednesday," He told her and Kenzie squinted her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek as she struggled to come up with another idea.

"Where do you work?" She asked him.

"I'm not telling you that," He replied warily.

"Eh, fair enough," She responded. She had to give it to him, he seemed like a tough nut to crack, and she would get through to him one of these days; she just had to be patient at least for now.

"I could meet you at the beach on my lunch break," He offered, and Kenzie smiled at him.

"Sounds good," She said, staring at him once more.

Jesse didn't mind it at the beginning as it didn't feel judgmental like the first time she eyed him but then he started to feel like he was under a microscope again and he didn't like it.

"Stop staring at me," He told her and Kenzie looked away.

"Habit, sorry," She said genuinely.

"It's fine, it's just creepy," He replied, drawing a laugh from her which made him smile.

"I'll keep that in mind," Kenzie countered, and Jesse nodded.

"I'll see you on Wednesday, creep," He said as he walked back to his house.

Kenzie chuckled to herself in disbelief knowing that she had just made a friend.

When Kenzie felt confident that Jesse was inside his house, she pulled her phone out of her pants pocket and pressed Zarah's contact info.

<<Call me ASAP! We need to talk.>> Kenzie typed as she texted her friend.

She couldn't wait to tell Zarah about the kid she had just met and was about to recruit.

===

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[chidoroki]

Black Clover: Sword of the Wizard King - movie reaction

Don’t normally do these for movies but WHATEVER. I’m too happy to care right now! It took me like..three & a half hours to get through the entire movie because I kept replayed scenes over and over again. I was just so amazed at how beautiful it all was and I was beyond emotional to see & hear everyone.

(full reaction below the cut with obvious spoilers)

Y’all wouldn’t believe how much I’m shaking. I couldn’t stay up late waiting for the movie to drop because I was so exhausted but NOW.. I’m up! I’m awake at seven in the morning (though this is probably gonna post much later) on a day off (yes I took off just for this) and it’s finally happening!

Julius’ time magic is breaking apart? Dunno why exactly but it certainly can’t be a good thing.

So the sneak peak they showed on twitter yesterday was of a flashback of ten years ago. I figured it had to be something like that since Fuegoleon, Yami, and Julius looked so young, but then ya got Nozel who seems the same as ever! Still handsome though, of course.

And is that a younger Theresa with Fuegoleon too? Back when she was an active magic knight?

It’s already in dub? Alright, good. I prefer that honestly, since that’s how I first watched BC, but I’ll pop up the subs on screen as well just in case there’s any slight differences.

Crazy how Conrad’s key/door magic, whichever it is, negated everyone else’s that was holding him down with little effort.

Ooohh everything already looks so beautifully animated, and Mereoleona! Going nuts as usual!

The way my little heart sped up upon seeing and hearing Nozel.. aahh! I still think it hilarious how much this man grew on me once I caught up with the manga. Now I love him IMMENSELY!

Ayyy Yami coming in with a quick save to Julius.

Yeaaaahh Julius! Time bind his crazy ass! (so it was Conrad who was breaking free at the start, huh?)

“My magic is never giving up!” Okay excuse you sir, you can’t steal Asta’s line like that!

The sunrise is gorgeous.. everything is. Ohhh I may cry.

Now we got a full colosseum? Is there a little tournament on the horizon? That should be fun, but hello Mimosa! Please explain this Triumph event!

Now who’s this shady person walking the streets hm?

Aw Fanzell, Dominante, Mariella and Fana cameo!

I love Klaus & Mimosa’s little banter.

Of course Julius is gonna watch all the action from the stands.. and there’s our lovely Black Bulls! Charmy with the snacks and Vanessa with the drinks as usual. These girls got their priorities straight.

Ahahaa Yuno’s little fan club.. and naturally Charmy’s gonna cheer for him too.

Oh, the shady person from the streets was our boy Asta disguised.. and apparently he can’t compete because of that devil trial, but obviously, he doesn’t care. He wouldn’t dare miss out on an opportunity to battle against Yuno.

“The Masked One?” “Surely nobody entered the tournament with such a ridiculous name?..Oh, they did!” Pfftt, the surprise in Klaus’ voice was perfect.

You can stay disguised all you want Asta, but those swords of yours are too recognizable that they’re gonna give your identity away..

Conrad and the other three Wizard Kings are already here..? I guess we’re not gonna see any part of the tournament. Shame, I was kinda excited for the idea.

It’s gonna bother me that I won’t know the other WK’s voice actors til the credits because I don’t recognize any at the moment, but at least we learn that Jester has barrier magic.

Damn, so Conrad’s seal weakened when Patri killed Julius? Eh, makes sense.

Legion magic from Princia (whom I’m also fond of her voice) summons up countless warriors.. nice.

Asta!!! Look at our boy! That smile of his is so bright! And taking these warriors out no problem!

“Ugh, these guys are the worst! They ruined my awesome disguise!” “And here I thought you were a lost child who wandered onto the field.” I love snarky Yuno so much.

Asta and Noelle literally having each other’s backs and supporting each other.. aahh it warms my heart, it’s adorable!

I dunno why, but Jester may be my favorite out of this WK trio. He’s got that sly bastard energy.

Good to see the Bulls joining the fight, but where the hell are the captains? Shouldn’t they be fine with their large supply of mana? Unless they were helping the crowd evacuate. That’s probably the reason.

Speak of the devil, there’s our Yami. And the rest of them.. and Leo?

I was about the question the backstory between Kaiser and Conrad since they seemed familiar with each other, but then remembered Kaiser was there in the beginning flashback. Silly me.

Asta and Finral tasked to go fetch something to help against Conrad and naturally Noelle slides right into the portal with them.

A sword that can store up magic power and can possible destroy a whole country when it releases it? No wonder Julius tried to get rid of it.

Eeehehe, Nozel and Fuegoleon and their dramatic entrances! I love these stylish men.

Yami c’mon, must you always poke fun at my boy? At least Julius found it funny. Nozel, not so much.

“I’m awake for a change, but this feels like a dream. It’s way too crazy!” “This is filling my brush with inspiration. Then again, maybe now’s not the time to be painting.” Ahaha, I love them all so much and happy that they’re getting some screen time too.

The stadium was one of Conrad’s weapons the entire time?

I know Julius said Nero was assisting at Branch Zero but I did not expect the lab coat.

“Key magic. It grants him the ability to create keys that can open or close rifts out of thin air. The magic space behind these doors is able to absorb whatever Conrad wishes. Tools, grimoires.. magic itself.” And he can steal other people’s magic with that too hm? Thank you for the info Nero.

Okay, well damn, Conrad managed to beat them all here and knock out Sally.

Ah geez Finral, always getting hurt. I hope he doesn’t stay knocked out for long.

Shit, I had a feeling he stole some of Marx’s magic to learn all about them.

YEAH NOPE! Despite seeing this scene before in trailers I’m STILL NOT OKAY seeing Nozel knocked out in a pool of blood!! Aaaahhh!!!

“To think that such a coward was allowed to be a captain of the magic knight!” Oh hell no! You can’t speak about my boy like that, Conrad! Go on Noelle, go fuck up this bastard!!

I love how upset/angry she gets on Nozel’s behalf and I’m in awe with how they animated her water in this movie!

Damn it, Conrad stole her magic so easily.. I really hope this doesn’t hinder her the entire movie. I really wanna see her go all out.

But that’s why Asta gets so pissed off? Yeaaah boy! Make Conrad pay!

Wait, hold up.. the fire and lighting magic attributesare common, but a magic that resembles poison? Did Conrad already steal the Bull’s magic too? That would explain those threads Conrad held Asta down with but I pushed aside the thought of it being Vanessa’s since it looked like it also had needles to it.. but who knows. Maybe I’m over thinking.

Sure they both want a world where people respect other but Conrad is just a little, sorta kinda, very much insane.

Oh! Asta broke one of the keys! Does that restore people’s magic maybe? Or just cancel out the attack?

Aw, even when completely worn out, one of Asta’s concerns is for Conrad to return Noelle’s magic.

Oohhh we got a pissed off Yuno as back up, as well as Millie and Sally.

Well, at least for a moment before they decided to retreat.

If they bring the fight to Hage, then you know our two main boys are gonna be angry.

DAAAMMNNN, Noelle always looks SO GOOD with her hair down like that.

Oh Sekke, always with the give up and run away strategy hm?

Asta coming through with that inspirational talk-no-justu! And of course Noelle is the first to offer her strength to him! You go girl! Support your man!

“So! What are we gonna do first?” “I’m gonna figure that out, right now!” “You’re what?” Asta would make for a wonderful WK, but he would still be a fool, and I love him for that.

I was wondering when we were gonna get one of Sekke’s famous laughs and it comes along with Mereoleona busting down doors. I probably should’ve expected that from her by now.

William, Jack and Charlotte were away this whole time? Wait, were their seats really empty at the stadium when they showed all the other captains and I just never noticed? Oops.

They show Yami, Fuegoleon and Nozel trapped within the barrier but what happened to Kaiser then?

Love-struck Charlotte is still as funny as ever.

Charmy…? Were you small in Asta’s hair this whole time or what?

Ah, nevermind, all the Bulls are all here too, thanks to Yami and Rouge.

I’m so terrible.. I didn’t even realize Henry & Gordon were missing til Vanessa pointed it out.

Aahh precious Noelle and Vanessa hug!! I love both these girls so much!

Aww Vanessa making another headband for Asta! I also.. didn’t realize that was missing til now.. damn, I’m really not observant at all today.

Mmmmhmhm, even now, whenever William speaks, all I can hear is Ginoza.

Good lord, Princia can summon up quite an army of these warriors and she’s not even close by.

Half way through the movie and we finally get a Asta-Yuno fist bump!

I was so proud when they all managed to pass Jester but then Princia and Edward joined the fun..but then Finral stepped in to help! Yay!

Zora’s laugh never gets old. He also as the best comments.

“Also, don’t forget I am your superior!” Ya gotta have the typical Finral line too!

Mereoleona holding up the entire Bull’s base.. this woman is a mad lad.

Aw come on, I’m glad Yuno & Asta made it inside but I really wanted to see everyone else join the big brawl too! Hopefully they show up later.

Oh my.. that big, confident grin of Yuno’s made me weak.

So we do get to see the Bulls fight more!! Great! And it’s all of ‘em against Edward!

And Mereoleona fights one vs one against Princia? Hell yeah, let’s goooo! She’s definitely gonna enjoy that fight too.

Yuno used Jester’s attacks against him to free the three captains. Smart move boy!

Luck is gonna love this fight against Edward, no doubt. And thank god for Rouge as always!

Awww Gauche saving Grey! How cute!

Took a damn long while but we finally got a namedrop for Edward’s magic. Ice wedge. And the fact he can freeze magma with it is insane.

Why must captains always get stabbed?? Seems like Mereoleona is cauterizing her wound though so that’s good.. or she can just summon up a huge purgatory mana zone and crush the blade in her hand. That works too.

Oh so Princia is indeed crazy deep down as well. She and Mereoleona are quite the pair.

Nozel, can you stop getting hurt please? My heart can’t take it. No matter the media, you’re always bleeding.

Of course, how foolish of me to not think that Jester also has a phase two. The other two WK pretty much did too.

And during all that, Asta couldn’t catch up to Conrad? The dude wasn’t even moving!

What’s with this Shippuden ending 12 style dream Mereoleona is experiencing right now?

Goddamn, these women are so fucking INTENSE!!

I didn’t know I needed to see a combo spell between Yami, Fuegoleon and Nozel til now and I’m so happy that it happened!

I guess that necklace of Conrad’s once belonged to someone he really cared about huh?

Maannn, I thought Asta really got him good but Conrad didn’t even bother to parry it “out of respect.”

Bitch be looking like an Arceus with that magical ring behind him, hello??

There ya go! The Black Bulls are still standing! Time to counter!

Or Edward can just summon up an ice beast three times the size as the last one, whatever!

Asta getting stabbed too, in a real slow and calm manner might I add.

LIEBE!!? I questioned whether or not we would see him since this all happens before Nacht appears, but here he is! Our little devil!! Huzzah!

Still can’t get over how beautiful this movie is and this new soundtrack absolutely slaps!!

Oh good! Asta managed to connect the sword to Conrad’s grimoire to restore Noelle’s magic! Everyone else is so excited for her too, even Zora.

Aahh Gauche using mirror brigade on her with her valkyrie form! Nice!!

I am getting fucking chills watching our Bulls go off!! Fuck, I love this family!

Welp, there goes the three Wizard Kings, but we still got a couple minutes left of the movie sooo perhaps Conrad isn’t quite done yet.

AAAAHH they actually got “Haruka Mirai” blasting!!! Can I get a big ol’ HELL YEEAAHH!

Pfftt leave it to Zora to still look so calm and/or bored near the end.. but praise our boy Finral for setting up so many portals to bring together everyone’s magic! I love this lad!

NO FUCKING WAY! They actually included Nacht!!! I’m gonna cry!

“A nice long nap doesn’t sound like the worst idea. Especially if it means someone who’s doing a good thing get rewarded.” He may have had only two lines but it fills me with GREAT JOY!!

But hold up, how did Finral know to put a portal there in front of him?? He hasn’t even met Nacht at this point.

Ah, that necklace belonged to some Conrad knew, probably his lover? But aww that shot of the Bulls is so damn precious!

Oohoho they did the whole black & white sketchy style thing with Asta’s final attack!!

This boy deserves so much happiness!! I’m so proud of him!

I am.. so incredibly giddy seeing Nozel in the credits first.

Oh but the ending song! It is beyond beautiful!!! Ah, and it’s by Treasure, no wonder!

This little ending scene with Asta and Yuno is exactly what we needed, to see them start another fight since their encounter in the colosseum got interrupted.

Aaahh, okay.. I really enjoyed that. I wish we got to see the Black Bulls be their chaotic selves a little more, but it definitely filled my heart with many happy feelings to see them and everyone else again. I say that as if it’s been so long when in reality I only caught up with the series last year. It’s crazy to think that I got interested in this series because of the first movie trailer and here I am, finally getting to watch it. But I really hope the anime returns someday too, especially with this kind of quality! It’s real ambitious to release episodes weekly instead of seasonally and I didn’t mind the animation style at all when I binged it, but if it returns with even a fraction of this quality, it’ll be amazing. I’ll love this series regardless, of course. It was a lovely experience and I can definitely see myself watching this several times over.

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So I showed the Lost Boystto my niece tonight. For the first time. She’s only 11, but she’s fine with a bit of blood and gore, and has been watching Stranger Things with her mum, who gave me to okay to show the movie to her.

Random observations from her:

She seemed to be fascinated and confused by the fact that the Boys had a little kid with them. She couldn’t get over it, and kept going “there’s a random little kid in their teenager gang” like that was the most remarkable think about the whole movie.

She thinks Michael looked like someone out of Stranger Things. I can’t remember who she said, but she found that kinda fascinating too, because she told me three times.

She thought Micheal staring at Star in the boardwalk was creepy and was very in favour of Sam telling him to stop it.

She laughed out loud every time she heard grandpa’s had horn

That scene with Michael and Star when they sleep together, I thought she might not notice what was happening there but she did and was like “what? They met like yesterday!” Which made me laugh.

When Sam and the Frogs were collecting holy water, she thought that was hilarious too.

When the whole house started to explode with blood out of the plumbing system and the toiled collapsed under the strain, she had the most middle aged reaction either. “Wow I feel sorry for the people who live there, imagine cleaning that up!”

Oh and the scene where Michael’s floating outside the window and Sam’s on the phone with his mum, she literally didn’t stop laughing the whole time.

There were a few other things too, but I forget what now.