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theinariakuma · 4 years ago

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“There are no limits” - can I request this prompt with Lucifer please🥺👉🏻👈🏻 Or Diavolo (tumblr asks are broke and I can’t change what I’ve written without deleting everything) 💛💛💛💛

I know you’ve already seen it because I just can’t help myself.

Angst Prompt: “There are no limits when it comes to you. I’ll do anything to keep you safe.”

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Diavolo x Female! MC x Lucifer

Rated: Mature for Themes of violence, death, gore. (nothing explicit.)

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It was bound to happen, something that Diavolo realized in hindsight. The current exchange students were trapped in his palace--not against their will, but having no way to go home.

“Diavolo.” Lucifer’s voice was sharp.

“I know.” The Prince looked out the window, brimstone fire and screams. “They have betrayed me.”

A group had begun rioting against Diavolo after a rumor had reached the public. A rumor of the strongest demons in Devildom making a pact with a human. A non-magical, powerless human.

They weren’t wrong. The female exchange student had ensnared the attention of many in Diavolo’s inner circle. The Avatars of the Sins had indeed made pacts with her, she had the attention and friendship of both Angels from the Celestial realm, and she had a tentative friendship with Solomon. Her kindness and caring personality had drawn in all of them.

She offered friendship and love for all without asking anything in return. The pacts had not originally been because of even her own desire for a pact, but to help the relationship between the brothers.

His mark of a successful exchange had been notified and it had caused the people against him to retaliate.

It was late in the evening that the House of Lamentation and Purgatory Hall were attacked. No one was lost, however, the buildings were set ablaze. Cerberus had been set free against them. It was an image of horror to anyone unused to the brutality of the brothers.

The twins had been the ones to get the little human. Her face and pajamas covered in ash and soot, coughing from the smoke she had inhaled--but alive.

Lucifer had been a vision of death when he saw what had been done to his home. The home of his brothers and the grave of his sister. He showed the power he once carried as an Archangel and now showed as an Archdemon.

Those that attacked the House of Lamentation had been slaughtered. Enemies of Diavolo and the brothers were of no use.

“They nearly killed her, Dia.” The friendly name with so much anger behind it had molten eyes turning towards the Avatar of Pride. “She nearly died because of our enemies.” Lucifer nearly spat the words.

“That wrath you once held is showing again, my friend.” It was the same level of wrath that had birthed Satan. Diavolo looked towards the cracked open door. Tucked into the massive bed was the young woman, her form tucked under the silken sheets.

Their enemies did not know that it had not been only Lucifer that she’d ensnared with her kind heart, but the Demon Prince himself.

“I’ll destroy anyone that comes for my head… and anyone that comes for her, Lucifer.”

Lucifer looked to the larger demon, his scarlet gaze was still sharp, his shoulders tense. He didn't like this situation. The rebellion had been because Diavolo was making progress and because of their little human.

Both turned when they heard the tiny footsteps.

She was so small compared to the two of them. When she arrived at the palace, Simeon had healed her throat--the damage done by the smoke and ash and Barbados had brought her some clean sleepwear after sending her to a bath.

"This is because of me, isn't it?" Her voice was soft, somber. "Because of my pacts with you and the others?"

As her eyes looked to Lucifer, it was Diavolo that drew her closer. "You were just a reason in a sea of excuses to make a move, my treasure."

Diavolo's feelings for the human hadn't been sudden, they were steady since he met her. Part of him was drawn by curiosity. She wasn't like Solomon. She was normal outside of her bloodline.

He'd found excuses to see her, much to Lucifer's enjoyment. Where Diavolo allowed himself to be lost in her affection, their little cafe or study dates where she helped him or accompanied him places, Lucifer had been thrown off by her meddling in his family affairs.

She'd quickly become important to both of the men.

The warm embrace had caused her eyes to flutter shut, feeling fingers run through her hair. While Diavolo held her, Lucifer ran his fingers through her soft, sleep mused locks.

"People like them… they always look for reasons to defy someone trying to keep the peace." Lucifer spoke softly, "Your pacts to myself and my brothers scare them."

The public didn't think of the fact that they all had willingly bound themselves to the young woman. However, that is what they did. And had Diavolo not been the Prince, Lucifer expected that he would have chosen to make a pact with her as well.

As the small woman was wrapped up in the embrace of Diavolo, the men were focused outside the window, watching the fires grow closer.

Their civil war was coming closer, and they'd have to leave her.

Large warm hands drew her back, earning a confused glance from the woman. When Diavolo cupped her face in his palms, he pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. "There are no limits when it comes to you. I'll do anything to keep you safe." He paused, seeing the tears forming in her eyes.

"We will do anything to keep you safe." Lucifer corrected the man, his fingers brushed her cheek.

"Why… why does this feel like you're saying goodbye?" Her voice trembled, and the tears began falling, creating warm streams down her cheeks.

Lucifer had taken her when Diavolo released her.

"It is not a goodbye. It is a promise." His arms wrapped around her, kissing her forehead. "We will be back. You will be kept safe." Lucifer began walking her towards the bedroom.

"We love you, darling."

When the door shut, Lucifer put a charm on the door. Only they or Barbados could open it… unless they all fell.

"Lucifer! Diavolo!" Her voice grew into frantic screams as the men could see the door shaking and hear her small fists pounding on the wood.

She knew she couldn't help them, but they didn't have to trap her in here. Each hit go the door grew weaker before she was sobbing, "Please…" Her voice was begging.

"You can hate me for this." Diavolo's voice was low. "I asked Lucifer to do this when you came in." He'd take all of her anger. "I refuse to allow you near the battle. This room will be safe from everything… and it'll be opened when we return."

The Prince's eyes were hollow as he heard the weak bang of her fist on the door.

"Let's go. The sooner we clear this. The sooner we can get back." Diavolo turned, his wings out. Eyes locked on the fire before a sneer graced his features. "They want to defy me? They'll earn their damnation."

Lucifer looked to Diavolo, "She has no idea, does she?" His voice was low as his wings were out, his eyes looking at the crowd. Even for demons like them, it was only a handful of demons versus a full riot of demons of all levels.

"That she's carrying my child? No." Diavolo chuckled a bit. "My friend, should anything happen."

"Diavolo, nothing will--"

"Should something happen. I absolve you of your duty to me… and I request that you protect her… and my child. I know you love her as much as I do… but do not let yourselves fall into Grief like you did over Lilith. Help raise my child and live a good life."

"It won't come to that." Lucifer would not allow his friend to perish. Not when they had something so important in their lives. Their little human and the new life growing within her.

Lucifer was hissing low behind his teeth, Devildom was a bloodbath. Blood ran from his hairline down his face, blinding his left eye. He was unsure of how much damage there was.

His brothers were all as bloodied and exhausted as he was. The feathers upon his wings were burnt, and he wasn't sure if they'd grow back this time.

Diavolo had fallen.

The Demon Prince laid bloodied and still.

Thai wasn't how it was supposed to happen. "You foolish bastard this wasn't supposed to be your end!" Lucifer hissed at Diavolo, somewhere wishing the insult would stir him awake.

"He isn't dead." Barbados had only been able to influence things so much. He could see all and warp much, but even there was a limit to what he could do. This battle had no favorable outcomes. "However, he will not be awakened for a long time."

The way this battle turned out was the best scenario.

The Demon King, Diavolo's father, had done something similar. He'd spent a millennium asleep, getting his energy back after the Holy Wars, before he vanished, leaving Diavolo in charge.

"How long?" Lucifer's voice was tired, weak.

"Worry about that later. Go to your human." Barbados spoke in a low tone. "I believe if she hears this news from someone else, she'll be far more upset. I'll take the Prince back." Idly Barbados looked around at the carnage.

Yes. This had been the best outcome.

Barbados told himself that even when he heard the grief filled sobs from the young woman.

Fingers brushed the sleeping form of the demon, stock still and just barely warm to the touch. They were soft and prodding at his face.

"You should wake up."

"...And why is that?" When molten eyes open, the child that had climbed up onto the altar bed shrieked, falling backwards.

Still exhausted and in pain had not stopped his fast reflex, catching the child by the shirt.

Hauling the child back onto the uncomfortable Altar, Diavolo sat up. Idly thinking his father must have vanished to avoid this bed.

Bright, familiar eyes gazed at him. The familiar shade mixed with his features and hair made him smile.

His son was beautiful and everything he had imagined the day he realized his treasure was carrying.

"Papa said you might not wake up for a long time." His nose wrinkled, "But Barb always said you'd wake up when you would." The pout on the child’s lips reminded him of himself when he was a child.

Diavolo listened, a light smile gracing his features. "How about you show me to your mother and father? Because I believe I was asleep for long enough.

The child paused, "Momma said you are my dad. But so is Papa." He shrugged, as if the though was too annoying to focus on before he hopped off the bed. "Follow me! But be careful, Henry is being mean again."

Diavolo found his body aching with every step, however he followed the child through the tunnels. Henry, the giant snake, would not bother them, not with the uncontrolled energy still coming off Diavolo.

The palace still looked much the same. His portrait up in the main room, however there was an added image of Lucifer, his Treasure, and the boy in front of him.

Devildom needed a king while he was gone and Lucifer was a perfect choice.

"Dia…" A breathless voice called out in surprise.

Dressed in a comfortable dress, his Treasure was in front of him. A bit older in appearance, stronger in magic… Something he could practically taste. And against her shoulder was a young infant, the gentle motions of her bouncing the baby making him smile.

"I'm back, my Treasure." To him, she was more beautiful than the day he left her side.

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paintedpeeta · 3 years ago

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hi. I'm sorry for what im about to say, but i just need to let this go somewhere, otherwise imma explode. i can't talk to most of my friends right now, and i don't wanna bother anyone.

that's hypocritical of me since im coming here to bother you... and that's what im sorry about the most, but since you answered my previous ask with the most gentle treatment ive been given in days, here's me again.

im in the fandom for almost a year now. it's still difficult for me to write for everlark, specially following canon because they mean a lot to me, and im always afraid that im doing it the wrong way. I've been working on a longfic since february and there was a time where I was SO GENUINELY PROUD AND EXCITED about how i was writing, but i can't feel that anymore.

i can't feel that with anything i write. and when i do, or at least have some hope that someone will read it... nothing. not even my friends, the ones who pressured me to post it earlier than i planned in the first place. and now i feel like i have nothing, since nobody reads my thg shit and i pretty much stopped writing for other fandoms.

as a brazilian i kinda don't have the right to expect much, bc people who read everlark in portuguese nowdays are basically extinct and im not exactly using the best plataforms... but i still do. and that's making me sick.

i had to deactivate my twitter account this week because some family stuff, and i used to post a lot of my writings there. i created a new one, but now i have lost all of the lil reach i had, and i can't find most of my mutuals. my friends still couldn't care less about my writing.

i feel like im a bad author. not because my writing sucks or because I can't build storylines. i can, and feel like i do that decently. what i mean is that... nobodys reading what i put into the world. and what's the sense in all writings, if not make others feel so comforted and welcomed by our stories as we do, as authors?

i genuinely feel like getting out of twitter for good, because being there is not nice anymore. not when i see all people that promised me they would read my fics tweeting all day about all kinds of subjects and leaving me on read on dms. not when i post drabbles and have to delete them hours later because nobody sees or interacts w it.

at the same time, i don't know how to use tumblr. and every other part of my life is falling apart.

im sorry, again. but that's what I feel right now and i guess I just wanted someone to listen and comfort me, since my two other happiness sources are fictional. ignore that if you want. please, don't answer it because you feel like it's the polite thing to do or because you feel like you have to. you don't.

- I.H.

hello, anon :)

first of all i’m sorry that you’re feeling so down, i wish there was something i could do to help you more than just replying to this ask - so please remember that my messages are always open (i won’t take offence if you’d rather communicate through my inbox to keep ur anonymity of course) if you wanted to talk a little more. you must be hurting pretty bad if you feel like you can’t talk to your friends about it :(

and second of all, please don’t feel so discouraged that you stop with your writing. i really don’t read multi-chapter fics myself (i don’t even have an AO3 account if you’d believe it or not) so i sometimes feel a little guilty that i don’t do enough to support fic writers, who give up so much of their time to give other people some enjoyment and a little bit of escape. if you’d like to share the name or link etc of your fic with me i’d be more than happy to post it on my blog if you thought that would help any.

as for your troubles with writing in your native language, i can only imagine how frustrating that would feel for you. i wonder if anyone in the fandom would be able to help in the way of translation or something in order to help you in that respect? sadly i don’t speak portuguese, so i doubt i’d be any use on this one :(

and honestly i only have twitter for personal use so i’m not any help there but is there perhaps a way to reactivate your account? i wasn’t so sure but according to google you can get a deactivated account back within 30 days, if that would be in any use for reconnecting with your followers on there.

and lastly i hope you keep the faith in the longfic you’ve been writing. it would be terribly sad for you to lose all that you’ve worked on since february. that being said, if you feel like it’s giving you so much stress and just feeling fruitless it’s also okay to take a break and step back for a little while. no one will feel disappointed and you certainly shouldn’t feel that way about yourself. tumblr is sort of a pain in the ass to use i won’t deny it, but there are some amazing people and writers on here who i’m sure would be willing to help you out.

please don’t be a stranger if you need to rant again, and i hope any of what i’ve said is at least a little bit useful for you 😊

#asks #if anyone else could offer anon some advice please feel free #i feel like my response was inadequate #but my heart was in the right place lol

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zackmartin · 3 years ago

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hii jaksjdkd @\deweyducks is my children's media sideblog but this is my main so i'll send my ask from here but like...god that's so weird??? i haven't gotten to that episode yet (i'm on international dateline and cringing) but. barbara and cody were so sweet (and!!! a good interracial couple!!! that's important actually!!! why the hell would they make them cheat on each other when it has been established that doing so would be horrifically out of character for both of them) if they really wanted to put him with bailey the whole guy waits for girl after she repeatedly says no trope was not the way to go. at all (and yeah!!!!!! zack and bailey could have been something actually but i want to see where things go with him and maya once she shows up) and i actually would love to read your essay :)

I’m sorry, I will turn anon back on soon 😅 (and I get it, this used to be a sideblog until I accidentally deleted and then I decided to just make two mains instead but).

(For real! Like, yeah they were super important and good!!!! but if you had to have them break up, Barbara was going to stay in Boston and Cody’s on a cruise where he’s going to be a literal continent away at any given time. They really could’ve just done something as simple as letting them have an amicable breakup because the distance was too much instead of decimating both of their characters like that)

Anyway, I love Maya and Zack a lot, for the most part, they’re cute and I adore Zoey Deutch and Zack’s good with her so my love for what Zack and Bailey could’ve been isn’t really an either/or thing, I like both ships but just,,,

Putting Cody’s terrible characterization and treatment of Bailey aside for a moment, they pretty much made Bailey and Cody almost exactly alike. There are some differences, but they’re kinda few and far between. And that’s not necessarily a bad thing, you have to have some things in common with your S/O in order for it to work, but in the case of Zack/Bailey I really believe they could've been the good kind of opposites attract. Like, it could’ve turned into a situation where their differences turned into making each other better.

Like, in the case of Zack, we’ve seen in the original that he can actually do well in school (like when he went to summer school and was able to analyze Shakespeare fairly easily), he just needs a reason to really apply himself. And I mean, we know he would definitely do it to impress a girl alsdkfj (technically we saw that in the original too, when he told Maddie he got an 85 on his vocab quiz and he revealed that he tried to do well because she said she likes smart guys). Ofc, it’d be ideal if he was doing it for himself, but him actually trying in school, even if it starts as him just trying to impress Bailey, is not going to really hurt him in the end alsdjkf On top of that, I’m not sure if it’s canon or if I’m just HC’ing this, but I’m positive Cody has probably tried over the years to help him in subjects that don’t come so easily, but I know Zack, and whether we’re talking the og version or On Deck, I know neither of them would listen nor pay attention if Cody’s the one trying to teach him alsdjf He’d be way more apt to listen to Bailey, and I know she’d be willing to tutor him. And I know Bailey would celebrate his accomplishments, even if it’s as small as getting a C on a geometry quiz or something, and I feel like having someone like that, someone that shows him they’re proud of him and isn't constantly comparing his grade to Cody’s, could be enough to make him want to keep trying. (even if he isn’t always operating at 100%).

And on Bailey’s side; I totally respect the fact that she finds enjoyment in school-related things, and she definitely doesn’t have to have fun a certain way in order for it to “count” but. I feel like filling your day with only school/educational-related activities with no space in-between to breathe can so quickly lead to burn-out (especially if she goes to an ivy league, and you add that in with her going from being top of her class to being in a space where everyone was top of their class. But, again I’m getting off track). And, finding mindless, fun things to do in order to blow off steam is Zack’s exact area of expertise. (Like, I’m gonna be vague so I don’t spoil anything, but there’s legit an episode of On Deck where he teaches someone to relax and not make one thing your whole life). And I know this is adult me projecting cause she wishes teenage me wasn’t so serious, but Zack convincing Bailey to stay out an hour past curfew or skip one class wouldn’t kill her asldfjk Like, she might be upset in the moment if they get detention or something but you get out of high school and look back and you realize it literally Didn’t Matter. (i’m not being a great influence here, please don’t listen to me lklsjkdf)

Like, long story short, I just think that Bailey could teach Zack how to take things like his education and his future a bit more seriously, but Zack could show Bailey that you don’t have to take everything seriously all the time

And while we're on the subject; i know he was partially willing to keep Bailey's secret in the first episode because he wanted to room with a girl, but even after everything was revealed and Tuttweiller and Moseby were saying they had no choice but to send her home, Zack stuck up for her! He listened to her when she talked about why she wanted to go to seven seas high and how she wanted to see the world and he didn't do it for the sole purpose of using that information later in order to "win" her 🙃 He genuinely just wanted her to be able to live out her dream, and he did what little he could in order to make sure she got to keep living that dream.

#asks #but then again. that's just who he is. he helps almost total strangers a lot #if it's in his power to do so #he has a big heart and I love him #anyway #I need to stop but. my point is just that I think they would work well together #and he would give her the love and respect she deserves #and if they wanted them to be the main ship and still be a slowburn like #I know zack doesn't sit on his feelings for long #but they still could've just said she wasn't over her ex and wasn't ready for a relationship #and just had her slowly realize over the first season that she's grown to like zack as something other than a friend #and cody was the one that had the serious relationships in the original so it would've been nice to see zack have his turn #instead of making me wait until the last season but. whatever. it is what it is

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kitkatopinions · 4 years ago

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Accidentally deleted my Tyrian and Watts asks while I was trying to fix a mistake so... Sorry about that, everyone! Here they are! Tyrian and Watts for the RWBY character asks!

Let’s do Tyrian first, because I have less to say about him, I feel like.

My top three ships for the character

Tyrian/Watts. Dysfunctional villainous romance of the century, no one knows how they’ve managed to make it to their tenth anniversary without killing each other, including them. Tyrian/Salem is my second top ship for him. Major Bellatrix/Voldy vibes with this one, but I could see it. Tyrian/Hazel is my third ship for lack of options. Does this one make sense? No. But I can at least see Tyrian being super flirty and Hazel being endlessly tired, but never really stopping it. (Also I hate Hazel so much lol.)

My three least favorite ships for the character

Tyrian/Qrow sucks for me. Like... I kinda feel like two people fighting each other just gets shippers, which is fine and totally understandable. But for me, Tyrian poisoning Qrow and almost killing him and calling his beloved niece a bitch and then killing Clover is a big no from me, dog. On that note! Tyrian/Clover is also one big no from me, since Clover murdered him. And Tyrian/Ozpin is another really big no from me. Tyrian and his crazy Salem worship can stay five hundred and fifty feet away from my son.

My biggest criticism for the character

They went a little too much on the crazy in the fourth and fifth season and it made him feel annoying. Like, I don’t mind the Bellatrix vibes, but I do mind the movie version Bellatrix vibes, sometimes. It just got kinda annoying. I wish his crazy was always more on the dangerous side and less on the kooky side, but that’s just personal opinions.

My favorite thing about the character

The way people are so uncomfortable around him. Whenever Tyrian talks to Emerald or Mercury, he’s honestly freaky. Like both me and the characters are waiting for him to snap. That’s a great quality in a villain that we’re meant to hate or love to hate. He has a real presence and it’s enjoyable.

A headcanon I have about them

Tyrian doesn’t often try to act normal, but he can, and he’s got a great ‘respectable, cool guy’ act that’s actually a little reminiscent of Qrow or Clover. He’s even passed himself as a Huntsman here and there.

What I would change about them if I was making a re-write

More involvement in volumes 4 and 5, and I’d treat him a bit more seriously and make him a bit more dangerous. Maybe I’d have him wound a member of Team RNJR in his attack as well as poison Qrow (maybe give Jaune a reason to unlock his semblance in season 4 and in response to the pain of a member of his team. Also, his ‘Tyrian purple’ color should be more than just the color of his eyes. Like, how come so many RWBY characters season 4 and onward have such boring colors? I’d give Tyrian some strong purple and pink.

What I I think of their character allusion and what (if anything) I would change about it

Tyrian alludes to the animal fable ‘the Scorpion and the Frog,’ and that’s... really in name only, I think. A part of me wants to give them some kind of points for having Qrow work with him against Clover, only for Tyrian to kill Clover, which lines up with his ‘its just my nature’ scorpion stinging the frog so that they’ll both drown and die. But they didn’t mean for Qrow to really be wrong! They didn’t mean for the lesson to be ‘Qrow shouldn’t have trusted the poisonous villain’ it was ‘wowza does Qrow’s semblance hurt him. :( Too bad Clover got himself killed.’ Which makes the whole allusion kind of suck.

Now for Watts, the single best villain in my opinion.

My top three ships for the character

Tyrian/Watts. See above. This ship would be a dysfunctional mess, but it’d be a wild ride. Watts/Villain!Ironwood. I kind of hate this ship when it’s ‘fallen hero turned villain’ Ironwood. But if he actually had been written as a secret villain or obviously headed that way from the start, I can see him and Watts also being a dysfunctional mess of a wild ride ship, only with way more ‘evil power couple’ vibes than Tyrian and Watts would have. Also my favorite version of this features Watts having been the one to build Penny (maybe by stealing the plans from Pietro) and him and Ironwood raising a still bright and cheerful, still innocent and trusting, villain Penny who will attack to kill with a smile on her face and a ‘it was nice meeting you!’ And this is very weird and niche but Watts/Evil Stepsister (specifically the one with the sharp bangs and highlights.) Someone sent me an ask saying the Evil Stepmother and stepsisters should’ve been connected to Salem and gotten Cinder involved and I totally agree with this. I then started envisioning a world where the step sisters competed with Cinder and all three of them were raised in Salem’s circle. In this version of things, I could totally picture one of the step sisters having a romantic tension driven connection with Watts and the two of them subtly flirting sometimes (and bonding over their mutual hatred of Cinder.) I picked the sister with bangs for no real reason except that I like her look more.

My three least favorite ships for the character

Watts/Cinder. Watts thinks of her like a bratty little girl, and Cinder kills him. Watts/Lionheart. Kinda really hate this one because of how clearly Lionheart was terrified of him. Just a bit uncomfortable for me to see that in a relationship. Watts/Hero!Ironwood or Watts/HeroTurnedVillain/Ironwood. Sorry, but Ironwood in canon got such a bad, bad portrayal in season 8 and the end of season 7, and I just can’t help but blame Watts for quite a bit of it. I only like them as a ship if Ironwood is an antagonist from the start.

My biggest criticism for the character

They shouldn’t have killed him! He was one of Salem’s best followers and one of the best villains and it was such a big mistake to kill literally one of the only actual loyal followers. It threw off any character development for Cinder and it was a big mistake. I really wanted the Cinder / Watts / Neo team up to keep going! I’m so disappointed it got thrown away.

My favorite thing about the character

Watts is an entitled, petty bastard, and I think that’s so good for a villain that isn’t meant to be social commentary (because tbh, RWBY never should’ve tried to be social commentary.) Watts isn’t sympathetic, he’s an Atlas born and raised guy in a three piece suit, he’s posh, he’s upset because he wasn’t given exactly what he wanted. Most of the villains in RWBY are either victims of abuse, systemic oppression, or poverty, and that’s... Not fun in a show that’s never handled social commentary well and is about magical girls destroying Voldemort/Satan with the power of friendship (Ruby literally never says anything about Faunus rights iirc.) Watts is refreshing because he’s exactly the type of villain that you can expect in a show like what RWBY should’ve been, and he flourishes as that. Why would we be sympathetic to Watts when he’s just doing this all because he wasn’t picked first for his tech? Why would we feel soured towards conflicts with Watts and Team RWBY? He’s just a petty bastard being evil because he was snubbed. Why would we be frustrated that incredibly significant problems are being shoved to the side with Watts? He’s a fun villain, he’s not meant to be more, he’s not meant to make you emotionally invested only to then be gutted for it. You can hate to love him without it feeling bad. Maybe that’s why he’s just my favorite non-kid villain (other than Roman.)

A headcanon I have about them

Watts has been trying to build his own AI robot like Penny, in his spare time. He wanted it to be done in time to become a Maiden, but it wasn’t, and Salem gave that slot to Cinder and got after Watts for not contributing enough. He of course thought this was deeply unfair (especially after being made to contribute a lot to Cinder’s Beacon success without getting any credit for it.) And this just fueled his hatred of Cinder, his hatred of Pietro and Ironwood, and by extension, his hatred of Penny.

What I would change about them if I was making a re-write

I would keep him freaking alive and keep up the pair up he had going on with Cinder and Neo! But also I’d increase his relationships with Emerald, Mercury, Tyrian, Hazel... Just some more Salem’s Inner Circle moments to flesh out their characters. Other than that, I wouldn’t change much. He’s a pretty good character.

What I I think of their character allusion and what (if anything) I would change about it

Okay, I’ve talked about his character allusion in a very long post awhile ago, but I’m not scrolling down that far to tag it. To sum it up... I hate his allusion. XD I loved the Sherlock Holmes books and read most of them, and I didn’t realize he was supposed to allude to John Watson until I read someone else’s post saying so, and I started freaking out about how awful it was. Watts has so little in common with Watson, he’s essentially the anti-Watson. Which basically means he’s Sherlock Holmes, the opposite of Watson in almost every way, up to and including freaking faking his death which is one of the most iconic Sherlock Holmes thing ever. Watts is everything Sherlock Holmes is on his worst days, arrogant, callous, consumed with his projects, petty, smug, over the top - as well as being hyper intelligent and a genius who often just gets passed over. He has rivalries with his colleagues like Holmes did. And like I said, he faked his death, only to reveal himself to an old friend later on the cusp of carrying out a scheme. He’s evil Holmes! He has nothing to do with John Watson - caring, humble, down to earth, not brilliant like his friend but content to be ordinary and special because of his emotional depth and devoted heart, medical former doctor who spends quite a lot of time chronicling the successes of someone else because he’s content to live in the background. Don’t get me wrong, a ‘Watson’ character who is evil could work - Watson himself indulged in crime for the sake of Holmes sometimes in the original works and if he worshipped Salem or one of her followers and did everything for her while still being a more humble, more friendly, not brilliant person he could be good - but Watts is not that person. Even the gimmicks Watts is given are stupid and don’t make it obvious he’s Watson. Boy’s got a moustache and a revolver and they thought that’d be enough. Idk why they thought 'we’ll make him Watson’ when he’s clearly a Holmes! Also, he’s supposed to be ‘Watson if he’d met Moriarty instead of Holmes,’ and to that I say boo! Watson wouldn’t turn into a super genius just because he meets a different mastermind!

...That’s summing up my feelings, yeah. Because I have so many feelings about his warped, weird character allusion. If I was changing it, I’d just make him Holmes like I think he was clearly supposed to be.

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burnedbyshoto · 5 years ago

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Welcome Home

todoroki shouto x new mom!reader

warnings: just fluff

word count: 2,272

A/N: I accidentally deleted the ask....requesting this....and I was almost done with it...and because it was 4 a.m. and im blind, I pressed delete instead of edit...and I didn’t have it saved anywhere...so I actually cried about that but hey, I wrote it again anyways!!! so sorry anon about that, I hope you find this

Part One Part Three Part Four

Shouto sat on the couch, gently rocking Kaito’s cradle as he attempted to put him to bed. A soft lullaby left his lips as he sang in an attempt to get Kaito to sleep so he could do something around the house.

You weren’t home at the moment; being that it was two weeks until you were expected to get back onto the field; you were spending the mass majority of your time training with friends and at the gym. Shouto honestly did not mind a single bit, as he was on paternity leave from his own agency, as he sat at home alone with Kaito. Midoriya and Uraraka have been over earlier and had helped to clean up the Todoroki’s slightly messy house as the new parents struggled to maintain their usual cleanliness with the baby now here.

Peering into the basket, Shouto was happy to see that Kaito was now knocked out. Standing up, Shouto made his way over to the kitchen to start preparing dinner for you and him. Being that you were working diligently and “Plus Ultra,” to get back onto the field, you had been following a really strict diet that had been personally created for your use. Today’s dinner outline was grilled lean lime chicken, a cup of vegetables, and a scoop of steamed rice. Normally the two of you cooked together, seeing that it was an enjoyable thing to do together, and was a nice way to end the day. But with these intense workouts that were making you come home exhausted, Shouto ensured having the meal ready when you stepped foot into the house.

As Shouto prepared the meal, his eyes fell onto a picture frame by the sink, and he smiled in memory. It was the same picture that Hagakure had sent through the chat, framed and placed in your house. When you had woken up and seen the picture, you had begged Shouto to get it in an actual frame, and Shouto who was whipped for you did just that.

Shouto smiled again as he remembered what it was like bringing Kaito back home the first night he was released from the hospital.

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You were exhausted, to say the least. You had returned from the hospital in diapers because your uterus was still shedding its layers off and it just reminded you of a period but way worse. You watched as Shouto glanced at you through the rearview mirror, joy, and mirth in his eyes as you gently stroked your baby’s cheek.

You brushed the fiery red wisps of hair Kaito had into a similar fashion of Shouto’s high school haircut and smiled, by gene selection, you wished more than anything else that Kaito would resemble his father more than you. You wanted your son to be nearly identical to your husband.

“I’m going to put the bags in, wait for me to help you take out Kaito?” Shouto says as he pulled into the driveway of your house, but exits the car before you can disagree with him.

You watched in amusement and Shouto took in five huge bags with ease only to fumble with unlocking the door. You opened the car door, and unbuckled, groaning as you scooted out of the seat. Who knew post-pregnancy was almost as bad on the body as pregnancy?

Shouto’s hand appeared from nowhere as he steadied you to your feet and he studied your face as you winced, he kissed you softly, “Welcome home.”

You laugh as you can’t help but bring him down for another kiss, “It’s good to be back.”

Shouto grabs the car seat where Kaito is knocked out, and with a hand firmly pressed onto your lower back helps you into the house.

Shouto helps you onto the couch, and you sigh gratefully as he places the car seat next to you, and you take the initiative to get Kaito out. You snuggle your red-headed baby boy into your body as your husband walks around the house putting things away and preparing anything that hasn’t been finished three days ago.

“Shoucchan,” You call out as Shouto now only seems to be pacing, “I think you should take Kaito on a tour of the house.”

You watched as Shouto hesitated as he always did when you wanted him to grab Kaito, but nevertheless, you smiled warmly as Shouto walked over and took Kaito from you.

Thus your two boys embarked on a journey around the house. Shouto went to every room in the house, explaining what the room was, it’s purpose, and whether mama or papa designed it. “And we’re back to the living room,” Shouto whispers as baby Kaito opens his eyes, “It’s the room where mama relaxes the most, but we designed it together, shocking huh.”

Adjusting the support to Kaito’s head, Shouto can’t help but stare into his son's eyes that are identical to your own e/c and shape. Shouto can’t help but think that beyond anything, he wishes that Kaito will take on after you completely even if he inherited the Todoroki hair color. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt you press your body against his.

Shouto looks down at you, and you peer up at him lovingly, “I love you two, more than anything else in this world.” You whisper as the two of your lips are sealed together again. “Welcome home, baby Kaito.”

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Recalling the memory makes Shouto smile softly as he looks around at what he’s cooking. He puts lids over the pots and walks away from the stove for a second, that is until he hears Kaito’s screams of unhappiness from the living room. Checking the time, Shouto realizes that it’s time to feed Kaito and that you’ll be home in thirty minutes.

Grabbing on of the many milk bottles you had left in preparation for your son from the fridge, Shouto warmed it up in seconds with his quirk before heading over to Kaito. Picking up his squirming son, Shouto managed to put the bottle into his mouth and watched in amazement as his tiny son finished the bottle in mere seconds. “Well someone was hungry,” Shouto speaks as he wipes away the slobbered milk leftover of Kaito’s cheeks with a cloth.

Shouto cradles Kaito into his chest and holds him close just before he catches a whiff of Kaito’s foul-smelling diaper. Humming to distract himself from his natural instinct to gag, Shouto calmly stood up and walked over to the kitchen and left the stove on the lowest of settings, and switched the rice cooker to keep warm before heading over to the nursery.

As Shouto changed the gurgling baby, he caught the eye of the baby monitor and smiled as he remembered another memory with Kaito.

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Being a new mother had its plenty of perks, but by far the worst part of having a newborn was the fact that it cried through the night constantly. At only two weeks old, it was too early to force Kaito to sleep through the night, so despite the fact, you had accumulated a grand total of fifteen hours this past week, the sharp wails of Kaito had you shooting up from slumber.

You were so tired.

Since you normally slept entangled with Shouto, he was always awake when you went to calm down Kaito and always accompanied you to get your guy's son to calm down enough to sleep.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Shouto says as he pulls your body down back onto the bed, his own person getting out of bed, “I’ll get Kaito, sleep, you need to rest more especially since you’re starting training.”

Despite the fact you wanted to follow your husband to your son's room, you found you couldn’t move, so instead you grabbed your baby monitor and watched through the night vision camera as Shouto walked in, rubbing his eyes.

Kaito was screaming his head off, demanding attention as Shouto picked him out of the crib and held him closely. So you lay in bed, watching your husband gently rocking your son back and forward all while the monitor was picking up the conversation Shouto was having with Kaito which made your insides melt.

“You know Kaito-chan,” You heard Shouto whisper as the baby lay his head on Shouto’s shoulder, light whines leaving his mouth as he refused to sleep, “You’re being really mean to your mama. She’s really tired nowadays, and your drama queen actions keep her up.” You watch as Shouto places a few pats on Kaito’s butt who was loving the attention.

“The thing is,” Shouto continued at his normal whisper, “I love your mama more than anything in this world, and you of course, but your mama is my everything. I’m telling you this now so that in the future if you ever get mad at me for defending and siding with your stubborn mama, it isn’t because I don’t love you as much as her, but your mama means so so much to me. The both of you do... so come on Kaito-chan, let’s go to sleep now.”

You couldn’t resist wiping the tears that had fallen down your face after hearing your husbands loving words, you blamed the stupid hormones. You continued watching until Kaito had fallen back asleep and you quickly put the monitor down as you fell back onto the bed, pretending to be asleep.

Shouto crawled back into bed, wrapping you up in his arms, and you cracked shuffling around to see him staring at you with the warmest look. “Were you listening, stalker?” He asks you, knowing the answer.

“Just making sure you weren’t turning my baby boy against me.” You whisper back teasingly.

“Sorry, y/n, but we Todoroki men are total mama’s boys.”

The two of you laugh together quietly but you can’t resist it anymore as you plant your lips on his, feeling the most awake you’ve been these past few days as he kissed you back with the same vigor. You smiled into the kiss as Shouto’s hands guided you until you were straddling his lap.

“Are you trying to bed me weeks after I gave birth to your son?!” You asked with amusement in your eyes as you broke the kiss from his mouth, trailing kisses down Shouto’s neck, his head tilting to allow you more room.

“I can’t help it, I’m really into new mothers.” Shouto teases back as his hands roam your body before grasping your hips tightly, only to be interrupted by a sharp cry coming from Kaito’s room.

You groan slightly as you flop onto your back, “I think he doesn’t like me touching his mama.” Shouto states as you laugh before the two of you get up to get the crying baby.

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After finishing changing Kaito’s diaper, Shouto returned to the kitchen with the baby in arms.

“Chicken,” Shouto said as Kaito pointed out towards the cooking chicken. He pointed to the vegetables, “Vegetables.”

Kaito smiled a gummy smile and Shouto smiled back pressing a kiss on his son’s cheek. Shouto looked at his phone when a text message alarm went off and saw a text from you:

running late! sorry! I couldn’t find my water bottle for the life of me ((spoiler alert it was in my hand the entire time I searched for it)) on my way home! don’t miss me too much ;) love you!!

Shouto chuckled at the message, your entire pregnancy fog brain was apparently still in effect, but he did not dismay as he set up plates for dinner, putting on the portions you required and put tin foil on it before placing it in the oven to keep warm.

Glancing at Kaito who was now sleepily closing his eyes, Shouto adjusted his grip on his son, “Let’s go take a nap while we wait for mama to get home?”

When you got home, you greeted the quiet house with your now usual whisper; just in case Kaito was asleep. You saw that the living room was empty, as was the kitchen, and you frowned. Shouto was still home, right?

Placing your gym bag by the couch, you walked to the bedrooms and saw that Kaito’s room was empty. “Shoucchan?” You called out as you headed to your room.

You opened your room door and paused in the door frame as you saw Shouto and Kaito sleeping on the bed. Kaito was curled up into Shouto’s side, whereas Shouto had a heavy hand on Kaito’s body to keep him from moving accidentally. You pulled out your phone and took a picture of your sleeping boys.

Kaito then woke up, his bed head resembling fire lit upon his head and you picked up your son from his fathers grasp. “Did you keep papa busy today, Kaito-chan?” You whisper to Kaito who was snuggled into your neck. “You little brat!” You turn your back to Shouto as you sway slowly with Kaito in your arms.

Arms wrap around your waist and you look up to see Shouto burying his face into your free shoulder, and once more you feel content and safe as you meet each other for a kiss.

“Welcome home.” He whispers.

“I’m home.”

no bonus todaaaaay, sorry! but I hope you enjoyed this short scenario anyways! pregnancy, in theory, seems so nice, but I would literally burn the house down if I had a baby to take care of uwu but thats all for now folks :D

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aion-rsa · 4 years ago

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The Power Rangers Turbo Deleted Scenes That Could Have Saved the Movie

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Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie is, at best, a glorified TV movie. Made when Power Rangers’ popularity was in slow decline after the zenith of the Mighty Morphin days, the film makes no pretense that it’s trying to be any kind of cultural event like the first film attempted to be. Instead, it only half-heartedly tries to bring in a new audience with the addition of kid Ranger Justin and struggles to please hardcore Power Rangers fans.

The story –new villain Divatox makes her way to a mystical island to marry an ancient evil and the Rangers have to stop her — limps along with little forward momentum. Guest alien character Lerigot, who speaks in an alien language nearly the whole movie, gets equal if not more screen time than Justin. There’s little to no character development for the main cast. It also takes over an hour and 10 minutes for the Rangers to actually morph and fight.

The two saving graces of the film are Divatox, played by Hilary Shepherd Turner, who brings a demented joy to the baddie, and the return of former Rangers Jason and Kimberly, who provide most of the memorable moments.

Overall, it’s a fairly dull movie… but it wasn’t always that way. Hidden in two early drafts of the film (specifically the third and fifth drafts) are some deleted gems, which, while they wouldn’t have completely saved the movie, would have made it a more enjoyable one. The characters all get more moments to shine, Justin (sort of) gets a character arc, we’re given more reason to care about Lerigot, Kimberly gets some snappy one liners, and there’s even an explanation of the changeover from the Zeo to Turbo powers!

Like we did with an early draft of the MMPR movie, we’re diving into these earlier versions of Turbo, but we won’t be covering every single change from script to screen. We’ll instead focus on the biggest changes and deleted bits that shed the most light on what could have been for the Turbo movie.

The Zeo to Turbo Transition

Considering this film is very clearly aimed at fans, let’s start with the biggest sticking point for them at the time when this movie was released. In the final version of the movie, there’s no explanation regarding what happened to the Zeo powers from the previous season of the show. Power Rangers Zeo, the fourth season in the franchise, featured a set of powers that were supposedly the most powerful, able to grow stronger overtime. However, the Zeo powers were completely tossed aside in Turbo with no explanation as to why (maybe after they saw the Zeo morph sequence could be disrupted by water they decided to get something better). The Rangers accept their Turbo powers, and not much else is said on the matter.

For years this has bothered fans… if only they knew how close we got to a real explanation. The third draft starts out with a partial explanation, that the Zeo Zords don’t have the power to withstand passage through the Nemesis Triangle and, as Alpha lays out, “the force of the triangle has mangled many power sources.”

However, it’s a later line of dialogue that could potentially solve every single problem fans have ever had with this.

As the Rangers work on the Turbo Zords, which will take them through the Triangle, Alpha specifically says, “the transfer of powers is complete.”

Now you can be nitpicky and say this was only referring to the Zords but considering that the Turbo keys and morphers appear in the same room as the Turbo Zords, it’s close enough. Plus Zordon makes it clear in the fifth draft of the script that Justin’s powers can’t be transferred to Rocky and that, “from this moment on, you are the Blue Ranger” lending more credence to the idea the Zeo powers have become the Turbo powers.

(This runs contrary to what the show implied in “Shift Into Turbo Part 1,” which made it seem like Justin could give the powers to Rocky if he wanted them.)

Zordon also reveals they had the keys in their possession for safekeeping, which seems to solidify the idea they transferred the Zeo powers into the Turbo keys in a way that would allow them to cross the Triangle.

This is truly the best explanation fans will ever get. After nearly 20 years of endless theories, forum battles, and debates, there was truly a simple explanation for all of this.

Justin

Without a doubt the most controversial addition to Power Rangers at the time, Justin was a legit child who bafflingly got the chance to become a Ranger. Like the film, the early scripts provide no real reason why a child gets to be a Ranger, although it does try to have Justin explain.

“It was an emergency and all, Zordon said I had the right stuff to be a Power Ranger, even if I was a little young, and Rocky thought so too…”

Considering Zordon’s “right stuff” for recruiting the original Rangers was that they were “overbearing and emotional,” I strongly question his decision making process here. Does he just find the closest person who won’t ask too many questions and go, “good enough!”

At least the script does delve a little more into the idea of a child being a Ranger, with Tanya and Kat both unsure if Justin really knows what he’s going up against. Tanya reasons they’ll have to be his family now, which was a line that made it into the film (albeit spoken by Kat) but doesn’t carry anywhere near as much weight there, considering that both of Justin’s parents are dead in the scripts!

In the fifth draft, that backstory is downgraded to just his mom but it’s still given much more time to impact Justin. Tanya and Kat comment several times how much trouble Justin has had since she died and his dad moved away. He’s clearly taken to Rocky quite a bit and is really disturbed by Rocky’s injury. This comes full circle at the end when, in a deleted scene, Justin worries he won’t be a Ranger anymore but Rocky reassures him that he deserves the powers. For someone who looked up to Rocky so much, this is huge.

Justin’s story even gets tied into Lerigot’s! It only happens at the very end but in another deleted scene in the fifth draft (that was briefly glimpsed in the film’s end credits) Justin gets to hold baby Bethel and sorrowfully observes, “it must be great to have your whole family together again.”

Damn, that made me feel things for Justin! I wish this connection had been explored a bit more but perhaps it was something they had planned to develop in the TV series. Still, these little glimpses into Justin’s life would have made the idea of a kid Ranger easier to accept and given him a more emotional arc.

Lerigot’s Backstory

Lerigot was… certainly a choice. Someone in the Turbo movie production office must have thought they’d be making some serious tickle me Elmo money off this alien but uh… he’s horrendous. His face is the stuff of nightmares. His eyes are that of a killer. His voice is what you hear as you’re slowly dragged into hell.

As mentioned earlier, he takes up way too much of the film’s runtime, especially the first half as we watch him play with animals in Africa. Both in look and execution, Lerigot is a huge misfire. However, the fifth draft of the script at least gave us more of a reason to care about him and, delightfully, tied his backstory to Maligore.

In the film, it’s revealed that Lerigot’s key can get Divatox through the Nemesis Triangle to Maligore. It was kind of strange how this specific key could do that but in the script Zordon explains to the Rangers that Lerigot’s ancestors, the Liarians, were the ones who exiled Maligore to the island Muiranthias in the Nemesis Triangle. Lerigot inherited the golden key, which, as in film, opens the gateway to the island.

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Speaking of keys, the keys the Rangers use to morph were also tied into Lerigot’s backstory. In the film, Zordon just calls them “similar” to Lerigot’s key but the script reveals that the keys and morphers were entrusted to Zordon for “safe keeping with the hope that they would never have to be used.”

So hey, uh, Zordon. Were you gonna… tell the Rangers about those powers at all? Could have been real useful all those times they lost their powers before now! Maybe you wouldn’t have even needed the Zeo Crystal if you just opened that wall and gave everyone the Turbo powers! Why do you have so many secret powers, Zordon?! We know you have a Zord fleet hidden away on an alien planet! I know you’re all about “don’t escalate battles” but people are dying!

Anyway, tying in Lerigot to the Rangers’ powers is a cool idea and does give both the powers and Lerigot more weight in the film since they’re the only things that can take on Maligore. The powers aren’t just something Zordon cooked up in a few minutes. It also conjures up images of ancient Liarian Rangers, possibly multiple teams who inherited the powers from each other.

That’s incredible! Even though it was scrapped, the idea of more alien Power Rangers out there isone I’m always open to, plus it gives us the image of Liarian Power Rangers beating up Maligore. This is an image I will treasure for all time.

Aqua Power Suits

One would think introducing the Turbo powers would be enough for a film but there were plans to feature a second set of… powers as well. Actually, it’s a little confusing so I’ll try to explain as best as I can.

In the script, Tanya and Adam are actively tracking Divatox’s landing on Earth instead of just kind of hanging around the Power Chamber while Tommy and Kat go off to Africa. Zordon instructs them to investigate and the two bust out the Aqua Power Suits, which are described as“five armored suits split down the middle and peeled back.”

Adam and Tanya don’t morph into them, they, as the script describes, “step backwards into their suits. The suits close from the feet up, snapping into place. The face shields show half of their faces as they step forward to reveal a small jet pack on their backs.”

No explanation is given as to where these suits came from; they were just hiding in a wall. At least, unlike the Turbo powers in the script, the team already knew about them and Zordon wasn’t hoarding them away until it was time to (sell some new toys) face a great threat.

Showing half their faces in the suits brings to mind the abandoned plans from the first movie, which featured open visors during fight scenes. It makes more sense here considering the suits, as written in the script, sound more like souped-up scuba gear than actual morphed suits. A later scene reveals that the suits have miniature radar screens, a button on the helmet that allows the wearers to talk to each other underwater, and a weapon attached to the hip.

The suits were mainly used in an altered scene where, instead of Jason and Kimberly simply being captured by Divatox, Tanya and Adam tried to save them in a thrilling underwater battle. The two former Rangers are taken into the subcraft, and before Tanya and Adam can try and get inside, Divatox electrifies them. It’s a great sequence that would have added some much needed action to the start of the film.

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Concept art of these suits has been released by longtime Power Rangers writer Jackie Marchand but the images don’t match the script at all. The art features the regular Turbo Rangers, only with additional underwater equipment. They depict the aqua aesthetic as more of a power-up rather than a whole other suit.

So uh… how would that have all worked if the Aqua Power Suits were introduced BEFORE the Rangers got their Turbo powers? Would the Aqua Power Suits have appeared over the Zeo suits?

One explanation might be that in an even earlier draft of the script the Rangers did use the Aqua Power Suits later in the film. According to Power Rangers: The Ultimate Visual History, the original script for the film (which we assume is the first draft) was 150 pages, so there was ample time for the new suits to appear. (For reference the third and fifth drafts we’re covering are 87 pages and 91 pages, respectively.)

Another possibility is that, while the suits were designed for the film, Turbo didn’t really have the budget to film the scenes they were used in. As cool as an underwate fight scene would have been, it wouldn’t have been easy to pull off. Doubly so with actors in costumes like Ranger suits. Actor Johnny Yong Bosch (Adam Park) revealed in 2013 that, while some scenes leading into the Aqua Power Suits were filmed, they were ultimately cut during production.

Bulk/Skull/Lt. Stone

The unexplained change from Zeo to Turbo powers isn’t the only plotline that left fans of the TV series baffled when this movie hit theaters. In the finale of Power Rangers Zeo, Bulk and Skull were recruited for a secret detective mission off the coast of France, quitting their positions working under the former Lt. Stone. It was a seismic shift that was almost completely dropped in the film; the trio’s suddenly back on the police force that they’d been fired from with the only acknowledgment being Stone remarking they were lucky to be rehired.

While the scripts don’t address the France mission cliffhanger, it does at least provide some explanation for how the trio got back on the force. Stone tells Bulk and Skull at a baseball game that, “we are in the middle of the international summer festival. The department is short on manpower. Trust me… they must be if they hired you back.” It’s not much but… it’s something and does lead to a series of deleted scenes.

During the same baseball game scene, as in the film, Stone instructs Bulk and Skull to relieve him at the international danceathon. This is a reference to a subplot that never made the cut, with Stone stuck at the dance after Bulk and Skull were kidnapped by Divatox. Twice during the film we cut back to him being forced to dance, first to German polka and then a Jamaican line dance. This plot was to be wrapped up in a final scene where Bulk and Skull finally show up, only for Stone, in Kabuki makeup, to chase them down with a stick.

While I’m glad to see Stone get something more to do, these scenes are of little consequence and it’s no wonder they were cut. They were filmed though, and the footage that exists isn’t all that funny, especially since it features several cultural stereotypes that are downright offensive.

The Malichians make an appearance at the festival in these deleted scenes (seemingly having followed Bulk and Skull back from the island), and just like in the film, they’re a painfully out of date and racist depiction of native people.

Mandika the Mermaid

Ever wonder how Bulk, Skull, and Kimberly made it to shore after escaping the sub craft? In the film, it’s implied they floated back up but the script gives us a far more entertaining explanation. It was a mermaid! And not just a random mermaid but one that was going to share a subplot with Adam!

In the script, the Rangers face a much longer trek to get to the Ghost Galleon, needing to follow a river in the “Digathian Forest.” The Rangers drive there but can’t find their way until they spot “a beautiful young girl of about eleven. Her skin is the color of alabaster with long blue/black hair that trails in front of her bare chest.” (What a creepy description.) “She dives and a silvery tail flips out of the water.” The mermaid is named Mandika and is friends with Alpha! That robot must get up to some amazing adventures off screen.

Just after that introduction Adam is unnerved by a vision of Maligore at a campfire (the image of Maligore in fire recurs in the script) and goes for a walk. Mandika leads him to a pirate skeleton, which points the way to the Galleon. After that, Mandika pops up to save Bulk and Skull and then Kimberly before needing to be saved herself, which also helpfully fills in a plot hole.

In the film, as two missiles streak toward the Galleon, Kat suggests, “We can’t be detected inside the Turbo vehicles.” Which is completely pointless since the missiles end up hitting the ship anyway and the Zords simply withstand the blast.

In the script, the Rangers getting into the Zords diverts the missiles…to Mandika! She’s unaware of the missiles and Adam, on a recon mission, takes a bungee cord out of his power box and leaps down to save her in the nick of time. She thanks him and dives back into the water, never to be seen again.

Mandika is completely pointless. She has zero personality and is only there to help bolster the movie’s attempt at being a big adventure. But we’ve already got five Rangers plus the villains. We don’t need anymore side characters.

Notable Deleted Sequences

Director David Winning said in an interview for the Ultimate Visual History book that the script for the film was “massive – a series of one adventure after another. The original edit was over three hours long, so, realistically, it had to be cut down.”

While that edit was probably a very early rough cut, it still means a lot of sequences had to go, even some potentially great ones.

Power Rangers fans have hungered for these scenes for years, clues to their existence slowly trickling out. The script finally sheds some light on what these scenes were all about.

One of the biggest of these is Kat firing a flamethrower, with Tommy looking on, an image advertised on the back of the Turbo movie VHS. The script reveals their target was a crocodile, which followed Tommy and Kat after they reunited in the water. Tommy gets Kat out just before the croc tries to attack, getting into a full on brawl with the animal, even grabbing it in “an upside down bear hug” and shoving a branch in its mouth. Tommy gets to shore and Kat scares the croc away with a blowtorch that was in a power box. This sequence was probably cut for time or maybe the image of Tommy wrestling a crocodile wasn’t as cool as the script made it out to be.

Another scene known to fans was of the Rangers traveling through several different chambers to get to Maligore’s temple. This scene was briefly featured in a short music video at the beginning of the Turbo VHS tape, and while it promised something exciting, the script makes it seem pretty boring.

Tommy opens a door to the temple with his Turbo key (which makes more sense than Justin just happening to find a random entrance in the film) and the team enters the “Serpent’s Temple.” There’s an oil slick lake covering the floor, and as they move through, they see cobra statues with real snakes all around them. Tanya hates snakes because Indiana Jones reference and then they just… run into the main chamber. They don’t even fight some snake monsters.

Much better are two scenes that did show up in the film but only in silent form in the end credits. The first is made up of several shots of Lerigot, his family, Jason, Kimberly, Bulk, and Skull entering the Turbo Megazord. Kimberly and Jason share a hug with Tommy looking on, leading some fans to speculate Kim and Jason were now a couple. The script does not mention or indicate that at all but it does contain a great bit where the Rangers react to Bulk and Skull’s weirdness, and Jason bemusedly observes, “I’ve known them since Kindergarten and I still can’t figure it out.” This is the kinda character moment the movie needed more of.

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The second is the shot of Justin getting to hold Bethel that we mentioned earlier, but it also ends with Alpha getting Lerigot to say in English, “Go… go… Power Rangers.” Ugh. I kind of love it.

Fans haven’t heard of all the deleted scenes, though. One particularly interesting one occurs as the Rangers are about to enter the Triangle but first have to pass through some fog. There they see a phantom ship appear and vanish, along with a “world war fighter jet” and even a UFO!

This is a scene I really wish had been kept in the film. It gives the island more weight

because it’s a place humans have at least tried to interact with (and earlier dialogue in the script makes it seem like the Triangle is a well known myth.) It makes Earth just as magical as any of the far off planets the Rangers have encountered. If our planet is hiding this kind of power, it’s no wonder villains are always looking to conquer it.

Another great scene is an extended version of the Putra Pod fight where the Rangers actually morph! In the film, they take out Divatox’s minions on the ship unmorphed but in the script the fight is longer and much more exciting. There’s much more action described, with my favorite bit being Tommy having to fight his way into the captain’s room so he can pull the Turbo keys out of the ship. We even get an early version of the morph call, “It’s morphin Turbo time.”

That’s a mouthful but I desperately wish this has been in the film. It still takes way too long but it gives us some Ranger action earlier, which the film badly needed. Even the first film, for all its flaws, knows it has to bust out a Ranger fight early on to keep you interested.

Deleted Character Moments

Without much action to break up the film, a huge problem quickly arises, there are very few character moments. When the film isn’t shoving Lerigot in your face, the Rangers are mostly given painful amounts of exposition or mind numbing dialogue that doesn’t feel specific to them as characters. One could argue the Rangers were never that deep to begin with but there was enough to draw on if they wanted to… and the script did.

Unfortunately, when editing a movie, the first thing to go are little character moments, and that’s a real shame because there are some fantastic ones here. One of my favorites comes early when the Rangers and the shelter kids are all at the baseball game and Tanya catches a speeding ball hit into the stands. It’s a perfect little bit that references her baseball skills from Zeo and gives her a moment with Justin where she gives him the ball, producing his first slight smile in the movie.

There are actually several deleted little bits about Tanya. When Jason and Kim see Bulk and Skull acting strangely in the subcraft, Jason’s reminded of a report Tanya did about trauma and how people respond to it. Hey, they remembered Jason knew her! Tanya also tells Tommy and Katherine to “send my love to Africa” before they teleport there.

The whole team also gets an absolutely brilliant scene where they’re all around a campfire just before Justin shows up. They all talk about how they used to be afraid of the dark, with Tanya remarking, “That’s when all the monsters camped out under your bed.”

It’s such a sweet bit, especially with Tommy being the first to admit his fear. It also subtly feels like the team is comparing their childhood fears of monsters to their present day lives of fighting them all the time. This moment lets the Rangers feel like genuine people with the weight of the world on their shoulders. If this had made it in, it would have easily been the stand out moment of the movie.

Or maybe it would have been anything Divatox says. She was already one of the best parts of the film but the script gives her even more time. Early on, she gets Rygog to draw up a prenup for the marriage. Rygog dutifully confirms, “Everything that is yours remains yours. And everything that is his becomes yours as well” to which Divatox says, “Sounds fair to me.”

Later, during the big Volcano fight, she threatens to “throw a few Ranger wimps on the barbie” and adds, “You should appreciate that, Pink Ranger!” Divatox remembers more about Kat’s backstory than the final film did.

But none of these scenes even hold a candle to a line that should have been in every trailer because it would have sold this movie. Jason, having just been brought to the volcano, gives the very standard Power Rangers line of “Don’t you know bad guys never win?”

To which Divatox responds,

“Of course they don’t. Guys are complete idiots. Now women on the other hand…”

I LOVE IT. I ADORE THIS LINE SO MUCH. How could you not film this? How could you cut this? It’s brilliant! Perfect for Divatox.

How Much Better Is The Script From The Finished Movie?

Look, many of these deleted bits are great. The character bits help give the film more depth. It made me want to know more about Lerigot, and that’s a true accomplishment! There are some killer lines, acknowledgement of the TV show’s continuity, and Justin is far more likeable. For the hardcore fan, these moments do a lot.

That being said, these little bits don’t fix the film. It’s still a deeply flawed movie that, like the first film, seems to be ashamed of the TV show and tries to tell a story that is as far away from it as possible. But it’s just not that good a story on its own so the only thing that’s worthwhile are those moments that connect to the show and the characters we already love — which are few and far between.

The script gives us more of those but it doesn’t fix the major flaws, like the painfully slow start, the overuse of Lerigot, the lack of character arcs, and too little Ranger action, though the extra scene on the ship is appreciated.

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So yes, the script is better than the film but it wasn’t exactly a super high bar to clear in the first place. At least if some of these scenes had been included, the movie would have been more enjoyable for Power Rangers fans, which really are the primary audience for the film anyway. I’m not saying that’s whom the studio should have been exclusively catering to but the only time the script is able to shine is when nodding at hardcore fans. Without that, Turbo is just a forgettable ‘90s kids movie.

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nic-214 · 4 years ago

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Maylor: Pretty Boy (2)

Brian cries into Freddie's chest his friend looked so pale as they hold each other, "T-There's sending me back to the boarding school!" Freddie cries.

Brian sniffles, " I can't believe he's done it!"

Freddie holds him closer, "I-I'm going to kill that fucker!"

Roger walks to them, "Baby boy? Fred?"

Brian cries harder, "S-Someone took a video of us w-when we were in my bedroom and someone l-leaked footage of Freddie and Johnny at Lovers Lane after prom ended!!"

Roger holds him close and plays dumb on who it could be, "I'm going to murder whoever hurt you two." Roger tells them, "My life is already ruined. I won't let them ruin yours."

"Mrs. Deacon already took John out of school. She put him in a Catholic school!" Freddie cries, "What if he forgets me!"

"He won't. I promise." Roger tells him, "Know I'm going to find who did this and make them pay, okay?"

Brian nods and kisses him, "Thank you. Thank you."

Freddie eyes him suspiciously but doesn't say a word, "Lay low for a bit, okay?"

They nod and Roger drops them off at a private hangout he use to go to, "Stay safe.'' he kisses Brian one more time before leaving.

Roger drives to a rundown part of town where a shitty college is. He asks for John Lennon and gets sent to his dorm room, "John?" Roger calls for knocking on the door.

Lennon opens the door and smirks looking down at him, "Ah, so you see what I can do?"

"Please get rid of the videos." Roger tells him.

"Why? The virgin is now seen as a whore and you don't have to worry about the Muslim guy and the Catholic one."

"They are my friends." he was hardly friends with them.

"Beg me to get rid of the tapes." Lennon smugly says.

"Excuse me?" Roger says defensively, "I don't work like that."

"Then I guess you won't be getting the tapes erased."

"Look... I'll do anything...." Roger looks down, "Just make them forget it or something!"

"Anything you say?" Lennon asks.

Roger nods, "Anything, sir." he saw something change in Lennon's eyes as he spoke those words.

"Come inside." was all he said leading him in.

"What can you do?" Roger asks.

"Delete the video and beat up anyone that tries to bring it up."

"What about our parents."

"Leave that up to Harrison. He'll make them regret seeing it."

Roger gulps and looks down. He felt Lennon's callused hand rub against his cheek, "Such a pretty boy."

"S-Sir-"

"Get undressed.'' Lennon tells him snapping his fingers.

Roger slowly undresses his face going red from embarrassment, "J-John."

"Bend over the table."

Roger heard a belt buckle coming undone and he lowers his head. He can believe he's back here again in this drug dealer's dorm with his ass out. God he'll do anything for Brian even if it means doing this again. He shudders feeling Lennon's warm hands caress his pudgy sides, "Are you okay with this?"

"... Yeah..." No I'm not, "Lets get this over with, yeah?" Roger says softly shame washing over him.

He felt the older man prep him and it didn't feel enjoyable it felt like a huge punishment. Roger grits his teeth he now knew why Brian didn't want to carry on with their sex, it hurts bad when your body isn't ready.

Roger wanted to cry as John thrusts in and out of him. It hurt so badly he never bottomed for anyone, the video of him and Lennon was faked, but he didn't want the world to know he was gay. But no everyone does, and everyone knows the most popular guy at school is dating a nerd that should of stayed out of the spotlight.

Roger barely registers that Lennon is talking to him until his hair is yanked on harshly, ''Im done. Clean up slut."

Roger winces he felt Lennon's spunk trailing down his leg, he also felt like he's bleeding, "John," Roger whimpers, "Can you help me?"

"Help?"

"I need help cleaning." Roger tells him his cheeks flushed.

Lennon huffs and drags him into the bathroom. He roughly cleans him off, "There." he rubbed the skin practically raw.

Roger sighs softly and pulls his sweatpants back on, "Winnie, you're carrying out your plan right?"

John gives him a glare, "Yes." he tosses a pack of Marlboros at him and a good bit of money, "In case you need a abortion again.''

Roger looks at him, "Why do you get us pregnant if you don't want kids?"

Lennon sneers, "Leave now or the deal is off.''

Roger flees with his last shred of dignity left. He keeps his head down and ignores the campus students whispers as he walks. He gets into his car and drives off quickly the windows rolled down the wind in his hair. He pulls into the old hangout and goes to them, "Brian, Freddie, I did it... You're safe now."

Brian pokes his head out, "We're safe?" he looked giddy, "Thank you! Thank you!" he kisses him.

Roger kisses him back wishing not to be thanked. He's a rotten cheater and a liar. He decided to keep everything a secret from them, "Where's Fred?"

"In the garden." Brian tells him scratching at a bug bite on his arm.

Roger sighs, "I told him to stay inside." he goes out there.

Freddie had John Deacon on his lap looking like the kitten that got the cream. He had a big smile all cozied up to him, "Thank you, Rog. Freddie told me everything."

Roger smiles softly at the young love, "Be safe. Wrap your willies." he leaves them be not seeing their red faces.

Roger is greeted to a tray of tea and small finger sandwiches setting on the countertop, "Bri, did you make this?"

"Yeah, a little thank you for saving our asses." Brian grins picking at a zit on his cheek.

Roger wraps his arms around him and buries his face into his chest. He starts to cry, "Why are you crying?" Brian asks confused rubbing Roger's back.

Roger blabs everything to him he watches Brian's face closely but can't make anything out, "I'll still love you." Brian tells him, "No matter what you do. I'll love you." he kisses him, "But never do that again."

Roger sniffles and nods wiping his nose on the back of his hand, "O-Okay."

"Now let's go and cuddle and forget this whole fucking mess, okay?" Brian asks smiling.

Roger melts and nods happily letting Brian lead him to the small living area. He just hopes Brian will never be mad at him and will love him even if he's an idiot, because Lord knows Roger had his idiotic moments. For now Roger will hurt enjoy the peace of a normal life.

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Soulmate Prompt 46: You feel immense pain in your soul when your soulmate is in life-threatening danger (Seven x Reader)

NOTE: I suggest reading this anywhere else but the Tumblr app just so you can read the opening sentence to the fic lol So uh;; I’m sorry, @mysticmermaid , this took forever to make, I really, REALLY, wanted this to be perfect, so I’ve been working my butt of this for the past few days– I hope it’s ok ;w; this isn’t my first time posting my writing on the internet, but it is my first time writing this sort of thing?? Like, writing with using “you” so be gentle with mE- please- ahaha;;

I’m also terribly sorry for it being painfully long, like, it’s 5,672 words long;; and I would like to edit it down, but I also like how it is so have fun reading through it lolololol can you tell it’s my first time doing this sort of thing? I probably wouldn’t make this THIS long if I had a bit of experience (but I might just do that, who know? Lol). The endings pretty rushed– and personally, I find the whole thing to be a little over the place and I don’t particularly enjoy it. Just saying-

However, I am happy with taking requests if you do want to make one! You can suggest some from the soulmate list, or just make a request in general! I don’t mind doing any Mysme character EXCEPT for V and Jumin- I haven’t played their routes yet >.> But I must warn you, they may be a bit out of character- heck, this may be a bit out of character for Seven, so I do apologise >>;;

Uhh I’ll shut up now so you can read it- thank you for the request, again, @mysticmermaid QuQ I was pleasantly surprised that I posted it without the actually writing attached to it and then deleted it– it’s a good thing this time I read the message, ahahah! ^^

Thank you so much, dear. I sincerely hope that you enjoy this

Your soulmate was going to be the absolute death of you, and that wasn’t an exaggeration, or a joke. It was because they were the cause of the god awful pain that your soul experienced on an almost daily basis, right until the day you no longer existed in this world.

For as long as you remember, the adults in your life had told you about the pain that you’d be experiencing when you were older, and that it was more than just the monthly lady pains. You remember watching your older siblings smile one moment, before doubling over and clutching onto their chest, screaming in agony while your parents tried their best to calm them down. The news stories that covered people actually getting hospitalised because of the pain that they experienced because of something called their “soul”.

You remember what your parents told you, when you asked them a question as they tucked you to bed one night. It was a day where the pain your sibling experienced ended in them being sent to the hospital, and you asked what was wrong with your sibling. Your parents wasted no time in explaining what had happened to them to you. They explained that they were in pain because their soul was telling them that their soulmate was in a danger that threatened their life, that your soul was, essentially, a ghost you, that remained protected due to the invisible wall that separated the living and the dead. It was the thing that connected you and your soulmate, and that once you met your soulmate, that pain the soul would experience will be almost non-existent, and would flare up one last time if your soulmate were to die due to everything else but of natural causes.

After all, that was how your grandmother died. Her husband worked for the army, and when he was out on the fields, she was experiencing pain of a difficult degree to deal with. She ended up dying the same minute the bullet killed her husband. They told you not to worry, though, and that you’d just have to be extra careful not to put yourself in danger so that your soulmate won’t be put in danger either, kissing your forehead as they wished you a goodnight. And that was when you had pledged not to get into any danger whatsoever, not only to benefit from it yourself, but to also help out your soulmate because you didn’t want to be the reason why they were suffering badly, to the point of death.

And you had no doubt in your mind that your soulmate would be reciprocating these beliefs you had.

You were proven wrong later on.

You remember, vividly, the first time you experienced this pain everyone talked about. It was during a lesson of PDHPE, in your 7th year of school. You were playing basketball with the rest of your class, skilfully avoiding the attention of your classmates who were yelling at each other for the ball, doing so with one of your friends. Unfortunately for you, someone had thought it was a good idea to throw the ball at you, but before you could even catch it, there was a sudden pain in your chest. It felt like someone had thrown a brick at you, which caused all the air in you to be pushed out of your lungs almost immediately, your ribcage burning. You immediately fell to the ground, hands wrapped around your abdomen as if it would be able to do anything to make the pain subsides or stop. Tears rapidly escape your eyes as the pain engulfs your whole body, causing you to start to hyperventilate to get whatever air you could into your lungs. It felt like your lungs were suffering the most from the pain, sometimes your heart even. It felt like everything inside of you was going to explode and leave nothing but a splatter of blood and disembodied body parts that have been flung everywhere due to the explosion. A small scream managed to escape your mouth, but was mixed with your sobbing too.

You remember the teacher stopping the game immediately to check what was going on. The concerned expressions that your friends and classmates had on their faces when you fell over. The yelling of your name. And then black.

After that, you woke up on a hospital bed, the pain still there but a bit more manageable. You remember how relieved and happy your parents, siblings and friends who all waited for you to wake up, looked. The bone crushing hugs they gave you made you think that maybe the real pain you had to worry about was them. You remember what they told you, and then the doctor coming in. They sat down next to you, asking you questions about what happened before the pain occurred and how it felt. Afterwards, they had concluded that this was all because of your soulmate, and that you still experiencing pain – which was manageable due to the medicine they had given you – meant they were still in that danger.

Throughout the year after, you suffered from more pain, which ended in you going to the hospital several times after. At one point, they prescribed you with a medication that was similar to the one they gave you in the hospital, to help you manage the pain more so that you didn’t have to keep coming to the hospital. It wasn’t that they were annoyed by your constant appearances, they just wanted you to live a normal and enjoyable life. And you were eternally grateful for their efforts.

So, here you were, studying in the most prestigious university of the whole country, with three of your best friends in tow and taking pain reducing pills every day. Thankfully, they were working like a charm, and the pain that your soulmate inflicted on you lessened from that initial one. You concluded this was because they found a better thing to do with their life, because the doctor had suggested that maybe they just did something or lived somewhere that put their lives in constant danger, but whatever the case, you were glad that they were doing seemingly better than when they did back in your high-school years.

Those around you were relieved too, but never stopped talking about how they had half the mind to murder your supposed soulmate due to what they had made you endure all these years. Even if they were just joking, you were, and always are, quick to defend your soulmate, saying things like maybe they were forced to live in this danger, that maybe that was their way of taking care of things, or the environment they loved in was just that terrible. You didn’t want to believe that your soulmate meant to put themselves in this danger, heck, maybe they didn’t even know they were putting themselves in this danger! Surely, no one just woke up, thinking to themselves that they’d just put themselves in constant, life-threatening danger to put someone else in that same danger.

You wanted nothing more than to help them get out of that danger, find another path that’ll help them better themselves, and then live happily ever after. That applied to everyone and anyone you met. There were, however, times where the medication wasn’t strong enough to dull the pain. It was in these times where you cursed your soulmate for giving you this pain that left you in the nurse’s office, even the hospital, more than once. They even memorised the food that you enjoyed on their menu the most and left it there for you to eat when you woke up! It didn’t sound so bad to someone else when you and told them about those times, but you definitely felt embarrassed every time that happened and recalled it.

You were definitely killing your soulmate when you met them.

And meet them you did, not in the stereotypical, overly romantic, “oh my god, you’re totally hot, wait a second, you’re actually my soumate!!”, way that TV had implanted in your head and those around you like the plague. No no no! Not for you.

While your friends found theirs at cafés, libraries, one finding theirs on a trip to the public restrooms, you met yours over something that lacked better judgement from you.

It was one night, you had left the party of a friend’s that lasted until midnight. No one got drunk, thankfully enough, but they weren’t able to provide you a means to get home safely under their watch. Which lead to getting a mysterious and totally “not suspicious” message from an unknown number, talking about how they were a Korean college student studying abroad who found a missing phone and asked for your help. If you were actually fully awake and had taken that cup of caffeine, sugary goodness that was the caramel cappuccino your friends made you beforehand, you probably would’ve declined helping this dude out and let it munch on your conscience afterwards. But, you stupidly followed the address he gave you, made it inside the apartment, and practically passed out.

Not until after you dealt with suddenly being thrown into a chatroom with a group of people who called themselves the RFA and immediately established you as their party planner, with a simple and not so thought out “yes” from you. And then you passed out on the couch.

That night, or morning, one of the members had called you to see if the number he had managed to find was the right one. Particularly, a certain red-headed hacker who went by the nickname of Seven, though his real name remained unknown to you (however, you learnt his baptismal name was Luciel). You were already fast asleep, but your finger managed to accept the call from the boy somehow.

“Hello, this-“

The red-head stopped in his tracks as he heard your quiet snores coming through the other end, sighing to himself as a small smile crept to his lips. ‘Of course they were a sane and normal person who slept at this time, why would he had thought differently about this person?’ He thought to himself as he decided that maybe this wasn’t the time to be messing with you. That didn’t mean he didn’t think differently of you. In fact, he did think differently of you, the moment he saw you standing outside the apartment.

Something, some invisible force, managed to pull him out of his concentrated and hardworking state just to gaze at the cameras that were placed on the outside of Rika’s apartment. At first, he was confused and just turned back to his screen, but he had caught someone standing outside of it just before his eyes had completely left the screen that held that footage.

He whipped his head back to the screen, his glasses askew as he did so. There was a girl, who looked to be the same age as Yoosung, staring at her screen with furrowed brows. She seemed to be lost as she looked down both ways of the corridor, her gaze briefly meeting the hidden camera Seven was watching from. In that brief moment, the hacker could’ve sworn the rhythmic beating in his chest in his chest quickened. There was also a momentary pang of pain that came. It surprised Seven, which compelled him to keep watching your movements. She looked back down at her phone again, before punching in the digits to get into the unused apartment. His eyes widen as he watches her walk into the place, closing the door quietly behind her. And then, his phone pinged with the notification that a new chatroom had opened, and he noticed that a person named “U/N” had entered it. He did an immediate background check on the girl.

She was only a few months away from turning 21 years old, her name being Y/N. She was currently attending the same University that Yoosung attended (what a lucky boy) and has three friends who also attend there. Her grades were pretty high, and she had a lot of positive comments about her. She seemed to be a lovely and innocent girl, but she had already visited the hospital more times than a usual person would in her short 20 years of living, intriguing him. He read a few sentences of each medical record, finding that each reason was exactly the same as the last; strains to her soul caused by her soulmate, leading to immense physical pain which mostly affected her chest.

In her earlier records, it looked like she was going back to the hospital every week or so, and that her condition was worsening by the 26th visit. But then after that, the time intervals spaced themselves out a bit more, starting from every fortnight, to every month, currently sitting at visiting the place every few months. He read somewhere that after the 26th visit they put her on a medication, but those times she went to the hospital afterwards, the alerting pain from her soul was just too strong, meaning that her soulmate was in a spot that nearly killed them. Seven ran his fingers through his curly red locks, reading over these records with furrowed brows.

Sheesh. Her soulmate must be some sort of crazy.

“Ah, well, you’re obviously asleep. I just, wanted to call to make sure this number was the number of our newest member and to thank you for joining the RFA. It really means a lot to all of us here, even if some of us are a bit sceptical with your sudden appearance.” His mind wanders to the “strictly business” duo, Mr Trust Fund Kid (Mr Jumin Han, CEO in line to C&R) and his Zen fan girl assistant (Miss Jaehee Kang, Chief Assistant and cat-sitter). They were the main two who explicitly expressed their concerns of her sudden appearance and were apprehensive to telling any sort of information about them.

“However! Do not fret! I, God Seven Zero Seven, Defender of Justice, will guide you, oh lonely lamb, through this treacherous and confusing period!” He strikes a dramatic pose, his head held up high, his lips in a silly pout, with a hand over his heart, even though he knows you aren’t watching. He chuckles to himself once again, before letting out another sigh. “If you need anything, I’ll be willing to take your calls and talk to you. But please, don’t try to get close to me. I’m pretty dangerous.”

For some reason as he said that line aloud his voice trailed off and one of his hands ended up rubbing the back of his neck. He felt a pain in his chest too. Why was this all happening to him? It was true that he was extremely dangerous, his job at the agency being the reason why, and he has no other choice but to warn people about being too close and chummy with him. After all, he doesn’t want anyone becoming a victim because of him. So then why had he felt upset over telling this girl to stay away? Why did he feel this pull towards her? Was it his paranoia getting to him? Was his mind eating him about her hidden affiliation with a rival agency?

It didn’t make any sense to his binary world. None of this did. Especially the ache that he felt deep inside of him. But he decides to ignore that for now.

“Um, anyway,” He says, clearing his throat after a while. “You’ll be able to listen back to any calls you’ve made or received within this app in your call history. You’ll know who’s calling you because their profile picture and name will be one of the first things you’ll see. Everything that you need to do for the party is all within this app and you probably wouldn’t want to mess around with the apartment you’re at. One wrong move, and an alarm will go off, so I’d be careful if I were you.” He pauses once again, thinking for something else to say.

“We’ll be seeing each other more often, so I wish you all the best of luck, party coordinator.”

He hung up shortly afterwards.

When you woke up in an unrecognisable place, anxiety filled thoughts started circling your head. How did you get here? Why were you here? Was this some sort of prank held by your friends? Were you some sort of hostage?? You swore to yourself that you hadn’t been drinking alcohol or doing drugs the night before, nor were you grabbed and put into a car with a blindfold over your eyes. At least, that’s what your mind was telling you as you wracked it for answers of why and when you got here. Did anyone even live here..?

You spent a good while, sitting on the couch you had just woken up on (which was surprisingly comfy), thoroughly confused before your phone pinged with a notification. It startled you slightly, causing you to jump before looking at the device that sat a short distance away from the spot you were sitting in. You grab it, wondering whothe heck was messaging you. Checking it revealed that a chatroom from the RFA messenger, that you stupidly downloaded on your phone last night because of a stupid dare, had opened up. Zen and Jumin were currently occupying the room. It brought a slight frown to your features. ‘I wonder if Seven will come..’

Being honest, you found yourself intrigued by the man. Not only because of his jokes that he shared and his handsome looks from his profile picture (goddamn was his side smile the hottest thing you had ever seen in your life, like what the actual hell?), but the mysterious air he had to him. You weren’t exactly close to him, so you could only assume things about him, but he seemed like the type of guy who was helplessly lonely. You gathered that from the messages you read over that the RFA members sent about the man, your own personal experiences, as well as from the phone call you had found in your history. His tone of voice dramatically changed after talking about being “God Seven Zero Seven, Defender of Justice”. The whole “don’t try to get close to me, I’m dangerous” spiel gave it away too, but those words tugged at you for some reason.

He, the quirky, whacky, jokester, but somewhat lonely, Seven, was a dangerous person? Obviously, according to Jumin, he was dangerous to cats, but was he really a dangerous person? More so, how dangerous was he? Did he cause that danger, or did he just get thrown into it?

Was he potentially your soulmate?

That last thought was pushed away into the back of your mind. There was no way he was. He’s probably just got some definition of dangerous that makes his pranks look like they were intended to hurt someone!

… But that tone he used made you think otherwise. He sounded sincerely determined, serious, unlike the tone he used within the chatrooms. Immediately, you shook your head.

‘Now is not the time to be thinking about that!’ You thought to yourself as you stood up from the couch and stretched, looking at your new surroundings with a determined smile. ‘I need food, and food needs me! There’s also a bit of thinking to do about my new environment and friends!’

And so, over the past few days, you’ve been getting to know the RFA members a bit more. You got along well with them, but especially well with Seven. You happily played along with his pranks, showed concern for him when he started opening up slightly, frowning when he had denied your suspicions of being down and throwing jokes again. However, you kept up with the man and the group, determined to get to know him to prove that tiny voice inside of you that he wasn’t your soulmate, despite desperately hoping so.

It wasn’t until the day that the special security system alerted him about it’s status did Seven first experience a pain in his soul.

With Vanderwood watching his every move, it was proving to be difficult to keep up with work, the RFA and the new member. He already knew there was a problem with the security of the app from the complaints he received from the members and the error messages that came up on the screen that held the status of the RFA server. But he couldn’t do much about those problems except temporarily fix it and try to find a permanent one later due to the work he was trying to do – or more like not do – for the agency. He was also desperately trying to sort out his feelings for you. He knew that something was up with him, but he didn’t want to admit it. Besides, he wasn’t supposed to feel this way, anyway.

Though, as a notification from the screen holding the code and status for the special security system popped up, he felt as if his body was killing himself from the inside. He hunched over, holding onto his chest and abdomen, trying to steady his breathing while gasping for air as pain engulfed his body. It felt like an immense amount of pressure was thing to push out of him, but another one was trying to push onto him, squeezing him in pain.

Vanderwood ran into the room as he heard his strained breathing, rushing over to Seven’s side. Sure, he wasn’t exactly fond of the guy, but they became affiliated with each other and had this sort of unspoken bond between one another. Vanderwood might just lose his job and his life if he were to die on him now, so keeping one another safe was a priority.

“Hey, hey!” he shouted at the man who struggled in his seat, unsure as to if he had heard him. “What’s going on?! Seven, can you hear me?!”

Seven, despite the pain he is experiencing manages to give him a strained nod, causing the brown haired man to sigh in relief.

“Ok, good, I need you to calm down and steady your breathing. Right now.” He tries to get Seven to follow him, managing to do so. He already suspected what was going on, it was pretty darn obvious anyway. So, when Seven had managed to calm himself, he immediately hands him a glass of water and a pill. Seven eyes the pill, before he eyes him.

“What’s this for?” his voice is hoarse and weak, the vomit stuck in his throat threatening to come out. Vanderwood rolls his eyes.

“Well, you’re supposed to be working.” He blankly explains, simply placing the pill in Seven’s hand. “Just take it. It’ll dull your pain.”

Seven remains slightly sceptical, causing Vanderwood to become frustrated at him, shoving it and the water into his mouth and down his throat . He had a coughing fit afterwards, to which the brown haired man refused to help the red headed one with. Afterwards, the pain was manageable but still there, and he couldn’t help but think it was caused by the newbie he was finding himself to become infatuated with. After all, he started feeling this pain when that notification from the apartment came up, and the only one occupying that place was you.

So, when he finally got Vanderwood off his butt, he grabbed all the hacking equipment he could and dashed to the apartment in a desperate hurry, of course not forgetting to grab a few pain reducing pills for the trip. Once he saw you, he was sure that this pain in his chest would go away. Once he saw you, he wouldn’t have to keep staring at a screen just so he could see the real you. Once he saw you, he would be able to focus. Once he saw you, he had a feeling his soul would be in peace. But once it was at peace, he’d become scared. Once it was at peace, he’d have to push her away. Once it was at peace… What was he going to do with himself? With her?

He couldn’t and wouldn’t allow her to experience more pain because of him. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t what he wanted. He was sure that she was already fed up with dealing with the pain he caused. And if they were really soulmates, she should’ve just given up on him the first time he had caused her pain. But he wouldn’t be able to help the fact that they were fated to be together and that fate liked to twist things in the most horrible of ways.

If you were fated, he couldn’t just change that. You only ever had one soulmate. And one soulmate only. He was starting to think, as he shoved all of his belongings quickly into the car while his fire breathing robot dog chased Vanderwood around, that maybe this pain in his chest wasn’t only because his potential soulmate – that was you – was in danger because of the bomb that was installed as part of the special security.

Maybe, it hurt, because he knew what must be done for the benefit of both of you.

Making his way to the apartment was proving to be a bit of a hard trip to get through. The pain in his chest flared up again, making it incredibly hard to drive. His vision kept wavering, his body threatening to faint due to his desperate breathing. It meant that his driving was more sloppy and reckless than usual, because not only did he have to worry about the pain from his soul, he had to worry about your safety as well as the thoughts about his decision swirling around his head. He had never experienced a more stressful moment in his life, other than the time he had to leave his brother behind so that he could protect the both of them. Remembering that now was definitely doing more bad than good, because the ache in his chest was only growing more intense. He felt like he was going to die.

However, Meowy had other plans. In the case where you, his dear, were to experience terrible soul pains again, Meowy was to sense that and try her best to calm you down enough to take your medication to relieve that pain. It was a good thing that Seven had brought her to passenger seat and not in the case he had made for her that sat in the back. So, as soon as it flared up, she guided him through a few breathing exercises, which eventually allowed him to shakily take a pill. It didn’t exactly relieve his symptoms, or pain, but it did make the journey a bit more bearable.

Meanwhile, you were slightly panicking due to the last few messages Seven had sent. What? There was something wrong with the apartment? And he was coming here to fix it? But what about the work at the agency he had yet to finish? Was that what that noise from last night was about?

You didn’t know what to do. From what you have been told so far, you had been guided to an apartment that belonged to a dead woman, who was also the previous party planner and one of the two founders of the RFA, named Rika. They hosted parties for a good cause, and have so far hosted 2 parties. Ever since she left, however, they haven’t had a party since and the messenger became a place where they just talked for days on end (though, particularly for Zen, it became a platform to post his selfies every two days or so, before you came along). Basically, the apartment was filled with classified material on the party guests that had attended in their previous parties, most were notably higher ups, people with influence and power.

You obediently heeded to the commands of V, Seven and Jumin, and have not touched a single drawer or cabinet in the apartment (well, apart from the ones in the kitchen, which surprisingly held food that had yet to go bad, despite the place practically being abandoned for a while according to the members) but only now did you find out that there was a special security system. It was supposed to protect the information by setting off a bomb to not only destroy the information inside the building, but as well as the perpetrator and any innocents that were inside. Seven had advised you not to move because the hacker and managed to mess up the algorithm so that the function of the bomb going off was reversed. Meaning that if someone were to break in here at this moment, you’re basically going to die because they wouldn’t want any witnesses.

So, all you did was sit in the bed that the apartment had, laying down on your back, staring mindlessly at the ceiling. You talked with the remaining RFA members, and thought about your life so far. How you spent most of it avoiding as much danger as possible for your soulmate, only to end up dying without finding them. And god, were you feeling sorry that you possibly had to take them down with you, after all, you didn’t know anything about them. You wouldn’t and couldn’t know what they’d do if they found out that their soulmate died.

In your grandma’s case, she died with her husband because she was slightly older and had breathing issues. But if she was healthier, you had no doubt in your mind that she would have to live the rest of her life with half of her being torn from her grasp. You didn’t want your soulmate to experience that. Heck, what if they were just as excited to meet you as you were with them? It brought tears to your eyes just thinking about the pain that your soulmate would have to face every day just because you stupidly decided to trust a random stranger.

And then your thoughts went to Seven.

Good god, what we’re you going to do with that red head?

Honestly? You had fallen for the man. Hard.

From his jokes, to his pranks, to his poetic words he sprinkled in every now and then, his dorky pick-up lines, how he cared for the RFA members even if he showed it in the most abstract of ways and his silky smooth as god-damn butter voice.

Then there was his serious side. Your sneaking suspicions were correct when he was showing this side. This man really wasn’t ok, despite what he portrayed in the chatrooms, but he tried his best to keep that to himself. It was admirable, but it hurt you more than it probably should. It just motivated you to get to know him better! His world was just so interesting, irresistible to you. You wanted nothing more than to be able to be given the chance to explore that mysterious world of his.

Then, the sound of glass shattering outside of your room grabbed your attention. Lack of better judgement strikes back once again, because you end up running to the scene, to find man with a pale complexion climbing through the broken window. His hair was unnaturally white with pink tips, his outfit consisting of a black mask that covered half his face, a black leather jacket that hung off his right shoulder, revealing an eye tattoo, spiked bracelets, a red tank top, black pants that had a single red stripe going down the outer-most side and leather boots. His eyes were an unsettling mint green and- wait.

Why did he look similar to Seven?

“Stay over there, miss.” He spoke in a smug tone, you could basically hear his smirk.

Where are you?

Seven was having an incredibly hard time trying to get to the apartment in time after ditching his car, carrying all his equipment and trying to manage the growing pain that he felt in his chest. He probably looked insane to onlookers, but he wasn’t going to let you go or live with himself for allowing harm to come your way.

From the beginning, he was somewhat opposed to V allowing you to stay in the apartment because of the bomb; Rika left that place shortly after it was installed anyway. But now this just got out of hand. He needed to get to that place to disarm that bomb and to protect you, he wasn’t going to let the second light that fate had tossed to him slip out of his grasp like the first one. No. Not now, and not ever. He was going to fight for you, stay with you and make it through everything with you with your permission. He wasn’t going to give up on you.

With that thought, he keeps running, despite his legs complaining and threatening to give in.

He runs and runs. Pushing past crowds of people, yelling out several apologies. Running with all the strength he has, gasping for air desperately, not stopping until the apartment block comes into view. He bursts through the building, not wasting any time.

Each step he took, he was closer to his dearest. Each step he took wracked his soul with an immense pain, and so did hers. Each step he took, he was one step closer to finding the truth.

And when he had opened the door, the pain subsided as his golden orbs, that were probably red and swollen from the tears, landed on your own pair of teary eyes.

He wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved or scared.

But he was sure, as were you, of one thing.

You were soulmates.

And he was going to get a damned good beating for all those hospital visits.

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Geneva Rusden

I thought it was great after it finally happened. I am an average white heterosexual male, so I thought, who has been out of the loop since my wife left me. My sex life with her was so-so at best because she was getting her satisfaction from a guy that she met while looking for a draftsperson to draw up the plans for our new house. After a long time without pussy, I had been fantasizing on what it would be like to please a man. I had been looking at a lot more porn than usual and I was always drawn to were a guy was getting a blow job. Being only small to average sized myself, I was practically mesmerized looking at giant cocks, and watching them being devoured by willing mouths. I wondered how it would feel to have a guy's cock grow in my mouth, how the precum would taste, and more importantly, if I could make it explode and be rewarded for my efforts. So, one day after months of servicing myself I was camming on an adult site. 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Bob runs a small business about 3 miles from my home and one day, we made arrangements to meet at his place. I went there, opened the door and nobody was in the room. Bob told me that he would be waiting in the back room so I closed the door and made sure that it was locked then walked into the back room. He was sitting at his desk and told me to have a seat. Here I was, never having sucked a man's cock before, but knowing that was what I wanted to do. I was so nervous that as I was talking, I started stuttering. He turned his chair toward me, grabbed his crotch and asked if I wanted to suck him. I told him that I had never done that before and would give it a try. Then he pulled his pants down and his big cock and balls flopped out and rested on the seat of the chair. I got on my knees and licked the head of his soft cock. It felt really good and didn't taste bad either so I sucked the tip into my mouth and continued about half way down the shaft and smelled a musky smell as my nose got closer to his pubs. I felt the head touch my tongue so I started spinning my tongue around it and rubbing his loose hanging balls with my hand. He grabbed my head and said "that feels really good". His balls started to tighten up, and the shaft started to stiffen and the feeling drove me crazy. I felt so empowered that I could make a man feel so good with my mouth and feeling a big cock grow in my mouth for the first time that my own cock started getting hard too. After several minutes of licking and sucking him, he began to moan and his big cock continued to grow bigger. He was so big yet I was determined to tackle as much of it as I could, then the head started to touch my throat and I started gagging so I pulled back. I felt the shaft twitch then tasted a stream of salty yet sweet precum. 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He continued pumping and pushed hard enough to were his big balls were pressing against my nose and his cock went down my throat. He moaned a few times and I knew the he was getting close. He told me, "If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum. Well, I didn't want to stop, and I wanted him to cum in my mouth! He pulled back a little and the head of his cock was at the edge of my throat. As I swirled my tongue around the big mushroom head of his cock I felt him clamp down with his thighs so tight I couldn't move my head. Then he clamped down even harder and I couldn't hear anything. The head of his cock was at the back of my mouth and his legs started shaking. I felt his big cock swell up, watched his balls tuck up, and felt the shaft pulsate. It exploded and I felt a thick warm liquid hit the roof of my mouth then run down onto my tongue, and it felt fantastic! His cock started recoiling like a howitzer and he started to unload and his balls were bouncing with every shot of jizz. 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I knew that After I sucked his cock from limp to stiff and made it blow a hot juicy load of man seed then swallowed it, I wanted to do this again and it wouldn't be my last. I told him I'd do that again anytime he asked me to and he assured me there would be plenty more to come. Please let me know if you like this story.

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My thoughts on “The Rise of Skywalker”

I just saw The Rise of Skywalker with my friend @ewoking-on-sunshine. I’m still processing it, but I have many thoughts. Spoilers below the cut.

It’s not a perfect movie. But I enjoyed it and am, for the most part, satisfied. All I wanted was for it to be enjoyable and make sense and bring some resolution to the story. I think it succeeded overall.

I feel like I can’t complain too much, because the biggest things I wanted to happen did happen: we got Ben’s redemption, a freaking Reylo kiss, and Ben smiling. We even got beautiful things I wasn’t expecting, like Han’s scene, and the revelation that Leia trained as a Jedi for a time. I think it can stand on its own as a story in itself, though The Last Jedi may remain my favorite installment as far as story craft.

Here are my miscellaneous thoughts and opinions:

~ Much of it feels like fan fiction. Whether that is good or bad, I’m not sure. It could just be that the fans were particularly good at predicting possible developments and the general direction of the story.

~ Nothing was revealed about Kylo’s style/method of governing, or whether he did anything to expand the First Order’s power as Rey predicted they would do in TLJ

~ Palpatine’s return could have been set up better

~ The symbolism and significance of Kylo killing his abuser is changed, if not completely ruined, since Snoke was Palpatine’s puppet, and Kylo seems to enter Palpatine’s service after learning that he was the one who manipulated him throughout his life. Maybe Kylo thought if he refused he wouldn’t be able to get away alive?

~ Palpatine’s plans are as confusing as ever. Just how much he controlled, what he was aware of, and what his true intentions were is unclear. In particular, I’m confused about the fact that Palpatine made Snoke, who seemed ignorant of Rey’s origins and told Kylo to kill her, and the fact that Palpatine told Kylo to kill Rey when it turned out he wanted her to come and kill him. Were Snoke and/or Palpatine using reverse psychology in giving Kylo those orders?

~ Palpatine probably had the means to prolong and/or restore Padme’s life the whole time Vader was trying to find a way to do so

~ It is unclear whether Rey ever told anyone about her bond with Kylo or how he killed Snoke (which is pretty relevant information for the Resistance).

~ It’s unclear whether Rey and Kyko have seen or felt each other through the Force at all in the past year. Each movie shows several Force bond connections in a short period of time (one or two days each), and that would add up to a lot in a year, so I’m guessing they didn’t have any for that interim. It seems that although Rey closed the door, Kylo opens it. I don’t really like what that implies.

~ The beginning revealed so much and moved from one set of characters to another so quickly that I wondered whether the story was going to continue following the hero/heroine’s journey(s). Eventually it did, but it felt like the strangest beginning for a Star Wars movie, especially compared to the brilliant opening sequence of The Force Awakens.

~ Rey and Poe’s bickering was fun to watch

~ They did pretty well using those bits of Carrie Fisher footage and making Leia’s death play a role in the story. I’m sure if Fisher were still alive they would have had more justice for Leia.

~ I wish Rose had played a bigger part in the story, and that her relationships with other characters had been clarified and explored more.

~ I wish Ben had interacted with other members of the Resistance. He and Finn had so many parallels in their arcs, and the two of them actually had a couple scenes together, but they were always distant, with Finn watching as Rey interacted with Ben.

~ What was Finn going to tell Rey? What was their relationship about when it came down to it? They had such a wonderful dynamic and intertwined arcs in The Force Awakens, but in this installment it felt like they were running parallel to each other.

~ Giving Poe a shady past as a spice smuggler contradicts his canon backstory revealed in Before the Awakening by Greg Rucka.

~ Hux’s death was disappointingly anticlimactic. Seemed like a waste of his character. I’m not sure how I feel about the twist of him being the spy. He seemed so much less the crazed man who fired Starkiller or the calculating menace who considered killing an unconscious Kylo. Before TROS, Hux’s motivations seemed more political and ideological, a contrast to Kylo’s motives which seemed personal.

~ In what capacity did Pryce serve Palpatine in the previous war?

~ The fact that Rey is a Palpatine raises all kinds of questions about her family. There could be a whole trilogy about what kind of relationship Sheev and his child had. I wonder if the mother of his child was Mara Jade or someone like her who worked closely with him. But the mention of cloning and other strange techniques for making or passing on life makes me wonder if his child was even “natural” or somehow made.

~ Rey’s Dark Side heritage makes her affinity with the light side even more ironic and miraculous. Or maybe the irony is that someone as dark as Palpatine could come from such an idyllic utopia as Naboo. Maybe they are trying to show that it is our choices, not our origins, that define us.

~ The fact that Rey is descended from a powerful established character takes away from the idea that Rey represented for me and many others, that a great person can come from humble, unimportant origins.

~ Finn’s arc was opposite of predicted stormtrooper rebellion. The stormtrooper paradox still holds.

~ The hunt for Sith clues doesn’t make sense. It makes even less sense than the search for Luke in TFA, which was full of holes and unexplained coincidences.

~ The way Ben stands on the Death Star looking out at the horizon was 100% Byronic hero, but also similar to Luke’s posture when looking at the Tatooine suns.

~ Seeing Kylo talking to Han and Rey talking to Luke underscored how Kylo and Rey are co-protagonists.

~ How long did Ben stay at the Death Star ruins contemplating his and Rey’s situation? Apparently long enough for Rey to go to Ahch-To, talk to Luke, and go to Exegol, because he arrives there later than her. Time and distance in these movies have never made much sense, but I wonder if there might be some deleted scenes involving Kylo at this point. Did he realize he had lost control of the First Order? Did he ever think about ordering them not to follow Palpatine?

~ Regarding minor pilot characters: Happy to see Wedge Antilles back, sad to see Snap Wexley die.

~ Poe could have had better resolution for his arc as an emerging leader

~ Finn tries once again to sacrifice himself despite what Rose said to him after he tried to do that in TLJ. (While I don’t think it was necessary, Ben’s death was in keeping with her words because he died to save what he loved.)

~ We finally got a Reylo music theme! If I’m not mistaken, it had the Force theme sort of underlying it but there were other things going on too. I look forward to hearing the What the Force podcast’s discussion on this.

~ Rose was right that they would win by “Not fighting what we hate. Saving what we love.” Rey refused to even hate Palpatine. Ben came to save Rey and that enabled her to save everyone else.

~ My favorite moments of each sequel involve Rey, Ben, and a light saber passing between them.

~ Everything that was said to Rey and Ben about home, family, coming home, coming back ... it was all leading up to their teaming up. Palpatine was wrong when he said he was Rey’s only family. Ben became her family, and that was part of the reason why she took his family name. Whoever wrote the caption “The belonging you seek is in Ben Solo’s arms” was right.

~ We still don’t know what, if any, ideology Ben held, how he felt about political power and different forms of government. That pretty much reinforces my belief that for him this has never been about politics, it’s all been personal for him.

~ Ben’s death is problematic if he is supposed to represent people who have been abused and made poor life choices. It’s a beautiful sacrifice, but did Rey really have to die and necessitate it? She could have been mortally wounded, and he could have healed her without dying himself.

~ If passing his life force to Rey cost his life, Ben should have died before Rey kissed him.

~ Ben’s death is tragic, but not technically a tragedy in the literary sense, because it’s not about learning how to avoid making mistakes like his. For all his faults (narcissism, anger that manifests in violence), Ben didn’t have a particular fatal flaw. He fell because he was a victim of circumstances and forces beyond his control. He died saving the woman he loved, which sounds like a good thing.

~ I’m surprised the Lars homestead was still standing after it seemed to have burned to ash in A New Hope, and I find it difficult to believe that on a planet like Tatooine someone else would not have claimed it.

~ The title refers to both Ben and Rey, since Rey becomes a Skywalker

~ From a certain point of view, Reylos and Rey Skywalkers were both right, and both wrong.

~ Why didn’t Ben become a Force ghost like Luke and Leia? Can he become one in the future? I find the matter of whether a Jedi/Force-user leaves behind their physical body or fades away to become one with the Force, and whether they become capable of manifesting as a ghost, sketchy and inconsistent.

~ What is Rey going to do now? Was she moving into the Lars homestead? Will she raise a family of her own? I think it unlikely that she would fall in love with anyone as deeply as she did with Kylo, and I think she might be hesitant to have biological children who would inherit her (Palpatine) Force abilities, but I can picture her adopting and/or mentoring children.

~ The theme of IX seems to be “You’re not alone,” the way 8’s was “Failure is the greatest teacher.” It is the lesson Rey, Finn, Poe, and Ben each learn. But in the end Rey does seem alone.

~ Rey’s greatest fears were being alone and being insignificant. Is the takeaway supposed to be that she is okay with being alone? That would go against the movie’s overarching theme. Similarly, Star Wars is about family, and while that theme definitely comes through, it would have been so well punctuated if the story ended with the main characters starting families.

~ Nothing was resolved regarding the government(s) of the galaxy. Is it in a state of anarchy now? Were they able to learn from the mistakes of the past two republics?

~ Did Rey, Ben, the Jedi, and/or the Resistance bring balance to the Force? Is the corresponding rise and fall of the light and dark finally over? Will this peace last? Will Rey be the last Jedi or will she pass on their legacy?

~ What was the point of this trilogy as a whole? What message are we supposed to take away from it? Is it still a Prodigal Son type of story?

Now I’m going to spend time thinking about how this will impact my fan fiction and my essays on the Christian themes of the Star Wars sequel trilogy. I will look forward to reading the (apparently expanded edition) novelization and having good quality screenshots and one more Shakespearean parody by Ian Doescher.

#The Rise of Skywalker spoilers

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nikatyler · 6 years ago

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I have three weeks to learn everything for my last exams. Am I dying already? Well, no, but actually, yes. I kinda wish we had less time because this way, I’m going to waste so much of it procrastinating.

But maybe now that I’ve told you, I’ll decide to not procrastinate so that you can be proud of me or something. Maybe I’ll show that I am in fact capable of character development. Idk.

Yeah, I’m losing my mind. Just a little bit.

By the way, anyone else feels dead inside after watching the new Game of Thrones episode? You know, in the first part, I literally forgot what I was watching because everyone was so happy and celebrating and all that and then I got a reminder. This show is going to be the death of me.

desira-sims replied to your photo “Before we get to the replies, I want to quickly address something. I’m...”

I feel ya on social media. I recently got rid of a mobile game and the associated fb pages I was in. I’m no longer constantly checking my phone for it. It’s been nice taking a break from that. Focus on school, since that’s the most important thing. Come find us when you need a breather. ��

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “Before we get to the replies, I want to quickly address something. I’m...”

Yes, social media are basically time-eaters who steal the time which could be spend on writing or simming. Recently I've unsubscribed from several Instagram pages dedicated to memes as they my flooded dash and I spent too much time on them. Last two days I've played TS3 world adventures on my laptop without internet connection and it was great

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “Before we get to the replies, I want to quickly address something. I’m...”

And I barely paid attention to tumblr as well recently... Well the weather is so great that it would be a crime to spend time onlineXD

Ooh boy, if I was able to get rid of all the memes pages I follow, I’d have so much free time on my hands. But also, I mean...memes.

As for social media, I wish I could deactivate my Facebook account. I really wish. But sadly, all the people I know irl are there. I have to stay there to keep in touch with them. We still share a lot of school stuff there, I’d be lost without it. But those are the only reasons I’m there, I never post on it anymore. I actually deleted most of my photos and old status updates and unfollowed most pages.

I’m going to repeat myself here but I’m so glad I got rid of Twitter. I loved it there, but at the same time, it fueled my negativity. Even when I found and muted or straight up unfollowed the biggest sources of it, I wasn’t happy. So I just stepped into the daylight and let it go and it was the best decision I could make. Even though now tumblr will probably have to deal with my random thoughts. I need to find a special tag for that. Not just “nonsims” or “saviorhide”. Maybe “simmeronnie is losing it again”.

whysimstho replied to your photoset “Isla Paradiso didn’t disappoint at all. It was everything I’ve ever...”

Skyporn 24/7 sounds like a radio station

Lmao you’re not wrong. Or it could be something like a stream where they only record videos of really really gorgeous sky. I’d watch that. Seriously, shut up and take my money. I could stare at pretty sky all day.

desira-sims replied to your post “List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10...”

I recently went back and started this legacy. (Just got to the Gen 5 switch). I think Rachel is absolutely adorable.

Ahh, no way! I hope you’re having fun even though it’s a total mess :D I have to agree though, I love Rachel, she’s awesome.

Watch out, tiny gen 4 rant coming. When I have nothing else to do and I feel inspired, I rewrite gen 4 because I love these characters and they deserve a way better story. I consider the stories they got in the legacy the first drafts/starting point/base or something like that. So in some way, most of this stays in the “new canon”, it’s just thought through better or changed a little bit.

Okay, that wasn’t really a rant but seriously, stop me whenever I seem like I’m about to start rambling about gen 4.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10...”

Number 4 - high five, Zoey, same with me!XD

5 actually, too

Ah, yes, same. Number 4...oh god. Been there, sort of. Just because I’m crushing on a person doesn’t mean I imagine being with them in bed all the freaking time. *looks at a friend who loves to imply that...when I’m actually a small innocent child who only knows woohoo from the sims and I’m not ashamed to admit it*

whysimstho replied to your photoset “Regan: “Court! Finally! How was the flight?” Courtney: “Not bad. I...”

Why is her face so funny to me ��

Well, it is kinda funny :D

philodendronandfoxes replied to your post “So you’ve made posts in the past about how you’re lonely or feel alone...”

Anon needs to chill.

desira-sims replied to your post “So you’ve made posts in the past about how you’re lonely or feel alone...”

Don't let them get to you. Something I have learned as I've grown older: Hobbies come and go. One minute you'll find enjoyment in something and the next it doesn't hold the same appeal. Some times you'll come back to that hobby and some times you never pick it up again. Taking a break is something everyone needs. They even tell new parents to take a little "me time" so that they don't get overwhelmed. Taking a moment to collect yourself is understandable.

108sims replied to your post “So you’ve made posts in the past about how you’re lonely or feel alone...”

Taking breaks from tumblr is good for your sanity. I had to last month for the sake of my mental health I got stressed out falling behind here and dealing with job stuff. Just like for you with school, job takes priority over my blog. I’ve taken so many breaks, honestly it’s fun to enjoy other hobbies and do other things.

dandylion240 replied to your post “So you’ve made posts in the past about how you’re lonely or feel alone...”

RL should always take priority. Taking breaks and doing other things is healthy and good. Don't let this anon get to you or make you feel guilty.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “So you’ve made posts in the past about how you’re lonely or feel alone...”

Anon is strange - as if tumblr was the only life you've got and you have to stay here whenever you like it or not. Why read between the lines and find unexisting stuff there like you don't care about your followers? It comes without saying that a person needs breaks from the tumblr every now and then

But who knows probably the anon wanted only to provoke you to start our "favorite" drama. In this case they do need to find a life for themselves

Btw too - feeling lonely on tumblr also can be a reason for a hiatus, so anon makes no sense

So I kinda didn’t want to address this anymore because I feel like I’ve said everything in my lengthy answer to that ask but I just wanna say thank you for writing all of this. I didn’t feel bad when I got this, the anon didn’t change my opinion, I still believe everyone has the right to take a break, leave tumblr behind for a bit and not feel sorry about it. Take that me time and come back better than ever (or not if you don’t feel like, that’s fine too)! I was still worried about posting this answer though. So thank you for letting me know I’m not the only one who feels this way!

dandylion240 replied to your post “April 30, 2019: Dear Diary, I believe I’m a good person. You know, I...”

Congratulations and have fun with the last day! It'll be bittersweet knowing this may be the last time you'll all be together but it's exciting too because it marks a beginning of something new. So happy for you!

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “April 30, 2019: Dear Diary, I believe I’m a good person. You know, I...”

Congratulations and welcome to the "adult" life! Let this day be one of the brightest moments in your memory!

Now I'm feeling nostalgic, I'll go and look through my graduation album

108sims replied to your post “April 30, 2019: Dear Diary, I believe I’m a good person. You know, I...”

That sounds like a really fun way to spend your last day! At my school at least we had a Senior day where there were a bunch of games and activities. Good luck on your exams, and I hope you enjoy your last day and everything that is to come!

It was very fun and everyone looked so good in their costumes! One of my classmates wore this 20s-like dress and oooh boy. She was gorgeous. Just...leaving on that day was really bittersweet. Part of me was like “yas, we’re done with this place!” but the other part of me already missed it. And yeah, our teacher didn’t forget to remind us that all of us might never meet again. There are reunions, it’s a tradition, but there’s always someone who can’t come.

Okay, moving on or else I’ll start crying, and I’ve already cried a lot today. Looking at you, GoT episode 4.

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset “Regan: “You made it! Nice. I’ve heard you almost threw up on the...”

i'm laughing at the two couples in the background, both flirting during this conversation

Oh god I didn’t realize how funny that looks :D I didn’t want them to just stand there haha.

dandylion240 replied to your photo “In Character Judgement Call: Caleb Protect this soft boy. RULES: You...”

I Caleb the most from gen 4

I know this is just missing a word and I shouldn’t laugh but it comes off kinda funny. Still, thank you!

dandylion240 replied to your photoset “Felix: “You look perfect. No, no, you are perfect. Some girls are...”

Despite his ability to burp at inappropriate times Felix can say the sweetest things

No sweeter words have ever been spoken about my boy

Also no truer words have ever been spoken about my boy

108sims replied to your post “I’m waiting for my exam (still have like 2 hours) and I’m bored. I...”

Good luck!

nineyellowgirl replied to your post “I’m waiting for my exam (still have like 2 hours) and I’m bored. I...”

keeping fingers crossed :D

desira-sims replied to your post “I’m waiting for my exam (still have like 2 hours) and I’m bored. I...”

Good luck on you exam!

Thank you guys! The results should come on May 15th. Wish it was that day already. I think I did well, but I won’t be calm until I actually see it.

harmoniouspixels replied to your post “One day, I’ll have a nice tiny mods folder again. Today is not that...”

The TS4 community needs to come up with a Compressorizer like TS2 and TS3 has tbh

Yeah that would be nice. TS4 needs a lot of things in general though, to be fair.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “Hmm...”

Hm the thing I do plan something with berries and I need a spouse for my founder which I don't want to create myself... Sooo... Yeah, I could use a sim ��

flowerhoneysims replied to your post “Hmm...”

@simmeronnie But it‘s another kind of pink ☺️

Alright guys, I have an idea. Shoot me a message and we can talk about it! I’m down for this. Here’s just a brief description of everyone I can offer (in case someone else would like a sim and would like to know what they’re signing up for), we can talk more in depth in the messages later. I have one mean pink girl who loves robots, then this one that I’ve shown (she doesn’t have too much personality yet, but she hates her other sister and loves videogames), an agender person with pink skin, white hair and white eyes (loves animals and is the total opposite of their mean twinsister - and yet they’re still best friends somehow) and one pink boy with white eyes who just aged up into a child so I have no idea what he’s going to be like yet. I just remember he got the No Sense of Humor trait.

Can I have a wish though? If I send you one of these sims, would you please share with me the sim they end up with? I would love for them to get together in my game as well.

Side note, can you already tell my bpr is going to be a bigger mess than all my other legacies combined?

lyrea replied to your photoset “Okay, clearly he didn’t ruin all the traditions. Crisis averted.”

^_^ That is an impressive cake they got.

Oh, it is! I’m not sure now, but it might be the one that came with Monte Vista?

#replies #desira-sims #tiny-tany-thaanos #whysimstho #philodendronandfoxes #108sims #dandylion240 #alfalfalegacy #nineyellowgirl #harmoniouspixels #lyrea #flowerhoneysims

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