#its INSANELY CRUEL and just FUCKING MAGNIFICENT STORY WORK?

[pidoveenthusiast]

This latest episode of Fantasy High guys i just need you to listen to me because i am about to eat concrete.

So by now we've all realized the Rat Grinders are for SOME REEASON trying to ressurect a dead god by recreating how kristen created YES!.

But with that realization. Guys.

Guys.

They invited Buddy onto their team with the explicit intention of killing him.

And very likely? He doesnt know.

The boy who's religion is a direct parrallel of Christianity is QUITE LITERALLY going to be used as a SACRIFICIAL LAMB.

I feel insane. Brennan. Mr. Mulligan. I just want to talk.

[fizzyxcustard]

A Rose at Twilight - Chapter One

Read on AO3 here

Summary: You notice that someone has been visiting you at night; things have moved and roses start appearing on your dresser. Your nightly visits with none other than Thorin Oakenshield start becoming more intense, passionate, and he is eager for you to return to Middle-earth and be his Queen. However, your abusive boyfriend Ryan stands in your way, intent on making your life hell. Will you and Thorin overcome all the obstacles to begin your new life together as King and Queen? And is your past with an abusive boyfriend the only challenge you now face in a new world? Your new friends and family help you uncover all your strength that you never realised you had. But will it be enough to fight away your past and the rising opposition of you becoming the Queen of Erebor?

Pairings: Thorin Oakenshield x fem!Reader, fem!Reader x original Male Character, Kili x Tauriel. 

Warnings: Physical and mental abuse, hospitalisation, smut, fluff, bad language, violence - more warnings will come as the story progresses. 

Notes/Comments: This is a reposting of my original story which I began last year on my original Tumblr account, but have since made chapters longer, editing them together and posting to AO3. If you wish to be added or taken off my tag lists, send me an ask or a message. 

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Strange things had been happening of late: your belongings had been moving in the night, and one morning you had woken with your blanket on top of you which you normally kept folded at the end of your bed. To make matters worse, you lived on your own and didn't even have anyone else to check with to see if the same thing had been happening to them.

Your first, immediate thought was: maybe a ghost? Your flat had been built on top of an old hospital which was demolished three decades ago. Maybe it was the spirit of a patient who couldn't find rest. The very thought of it made you shudder.

One morning you woke and found a single, red rose on the dresser beside your bed. You shot up, sitting bolt upright as you noticed it and grabbed it, pricking your finger.

“Ow!” you called out and dropped the flower to the floor as a thorn cut into your skin. Blood dripped down your index finger slowly.

Could a ghost really conjure an object out of thin air? Or maybe was something a little more sinister going on here? Could it have been your boyfriend, Ryan? He didn’t have a key to your flat, but maybe he had some how acquired one and was sneaking into your place at night. It didn’t seem the kind of thing he would do, especially leaving flowers. Ryan was far from the romantic type.

You grinned to yourself as your parcel came and the smiley postman handed you the box. “Thank you!” you cried loudly, grabbing the box and racing back inside. It had only been three days ago and you had put in your order on Amazon for the newest addition to your collection: a replica of the Key to Erebor from The Hobbit. It was intended to sit on your bookshelf next to your Orcrist sword and large poster of Thorin from the films.

Laughing to yourself, you opened the box, looking upon the key which was protected in a wood and glass presentation box.

You run into your bedroom and put the new addition to your collection on your bookshelf next to your Tolkien books and then stood back, admiring your pride and joy.

Later on that day and Ryan came to visit you. He was in a bad mood, as usual, complaining about the day’s events at his work, a local garage where he worked as a mechanic.

“Oh, I got my parcel today. My Key to Erebor,” you told him proudly.

He looked at you, his dark eyes narrowing. “Is that all you ever care about?” he hissed. “Your fucking bullshit film collection?”

“I just thought I’d try and lighten the mood a little bit,” you replied, starting to grow nervous at his outburst.

“No, you just wanted to discuss your own crap to invalidate mine,” Ryan shouted back, getting up from the table. “You constantly live in a fucking daydream. You’re pathetic, you know that?”

Tears stung your eyes and you looked down sadly at the table. “I know I am.”

“Pfft. At least you admit it.”

Thankfully Ryan left not long after, lighting a cigarette on his way out. He turned to kiss you but you moved away, his previous words still haunting you, and instantly you felt him grab your arm. “Don’t fucking start again. Just give me a kiss,” he growled. Quickly you kissed him, pecking him on the lips and backed off. You saw him roll his eyes and then he disappeared into the dark evening.

As you shut the door, you pressed your back to the wall and wept. Of course you were pathetic; you had always loved fantasy worlds, hoping that someone would come and take you away where you could live out the rest of your life in happiness. You had never felt you belonged in this cruel world where it was dog eat dog. Everyone was out for themselves, driven by greed, selfishness and conforming to an empty society that valued property ownership, outward beauty and hiding the truth.

In bed you curled under the duvet, crying into your pillow and hoping of a day when you would finally find some kind of contentment.

You drifted off to sleep shortly afterwards, completely oblivious to the figure sat next to you on the bed. His hand drifted through your hair and he smiled down at you, desperately wanting to pick you up in his arms and take you to that place you were yearning for so much.

“If it were up to me, you would be my Queen,” he whispered.

Your sleep was broken that night and you tossed and turned, thoughts of Ryan’s outburst still fresh in your mind. You had drifted to sleep, but now staying within a slumber was proving difficult.

The clock at the foot of your bed shone green in the dark, telling you it was just after half one in the morning. You rolled over, dropping on to your back and for a few seconds you stared at the ceiling, watching the shadows dance on the white paint.

A feeling of being watched washed over you, igniting terror. Your eyes darted around the room, checking for any sign, when suddenly you noticed the outline of someone sat right beside you in your bedside chair. A weak scream escaped your throat and you began to shake from head to foot.

“Do not be afraid,” a voice instructed. That voice sounded eerily familiar.

It can’t be, you thought. I’m imagining things.

The lightest touch caressed your hand and you screamed again, louder, moving backwards so quickly that you hit the wall next to you; a sharp, splintering pain soaring through your elbow. “Please don’t hurt me,” you called out, begging in your fright, still unable to see the form of the person who had broken into your flat.

“Hurt you? Impossible,” the voice came again. “Do not fear me. Never fear me.”

“Who are you?” you asked, your voice shaking and your breathing so sharp in your chest that it felt as if your whole rib cage would explode.

“I think you already have your suspicions.”

You reached over slowly, your hand shaking, and you felt for the lamp on your dresser. Anticipation was surging through you alongside the terror. Was it really who you thought it was?

Light flooded the room and illuminated the man sat next to you.

“This is a dream,” you whispered. You closed your eyes, pressing them shut hard and then opened them again, but he was still there. A smirk was present on his lips as his silver blue eyes watched you in amusement.

“I can assure you that I am real,” he replied, leaning forwards in the chair, smiling at you.

That voice melted within you, a voice so deep and mixed with velvet. His eyes were bright, his hair the colour of a raven with a few streaks of silver, showing his true age, despite still looking young. His lips were still curled upwards into a gentle smile, surrounded by a neatly trimmed beard.

“How can this be happening?” you asked, blinking again, trying to wake yourself up from the dream you were trying to persuade yourself you were having. However, you didn’t wake. Thorin was still sat in front of you, still smiling at you.

In that moment you pieced together all of what had been occurring recently. The rose. The objects moving around your room. Waking up with your blanket over you. “You’ve visited me before, haven’t you?” you asked.

Thorin’s smile grew and he leaned closer towards you. “Yes,” he replied simply.

“The rose? That was from you?”

“Yes. I would gladly give you more.” His eyes studied you. “I apologise if I have scared you. That was never my intention.”

You got up from the bed, watching him as you nearly tripped up over your washing basket. Thorin chuckled in amusement at you, knowing that you were confused, scared and curious about what was happening. He got to his feet, approaching you slowly as you backed out of the room. “I will not harm you, nor will I touch you against your will,” he told you.

You let him come closer towards you; both of you stood eye to eye, the same height. He raised his hand slowly. “May I?” he asked softly.

All you could do was nod, all comprehension and reasoning having left you.

Shivers raced through you as his hand cupped your cheek, and you surrendered. You closed your eyes, allowing the pleasurable feelings to completely consume you. A gasp found its way up through your throat, and you knew right then that you would never find a more pleasurable touch.

This all had to be a dream. Of course it was a dream. That or you were going insane...slowly. Had your obsession with The Hobbit become so integral to your mental wellbeing that you had somehow started hallucinating that the character of Thorin Oakenshield was real and standing before you?

As he cupped your cheek, you moved away after a few seconds, succumbing to tears. “I’m insane,” you said, closing your eyes again, hard, so that it became painful. You grit your teeth. “None of this is real. I’m hallucinating and I’m losing my mind.”

“All of this is real. I am here,” Thorin told you, his voice firm.

“Of course you’re going to say that. You’re a figment of my imagination,” you said, beginning to babble, but keeping your eyes tightly shut. “You’re not really there...” Then you began backing out of the room, until you turned on your heels and dashed into the small hallway and continued on into your kitchen. “You’re not there. If I ignore you then maybe you’ll go away...Yes, that’s what I need to do. Ignore your voice, not look at you and you’ll go away.” The whole time you were racing to your kitchen and you carried on babbling to yourself, trying to convince your sick mind that this wasn’t real.

Thorin followed you, sighing in exasperation, his loud footfalls echoing down the wooden floored hallway. “I am here. Listen to me. Look at me!” Thorin’s voice was full of frustration. “Please listen to me!”

“Go away!” you shouted, slamming the door as you entered your kitchen. “You’re not real. Ryan was right. I’m obsessed and I’m imagining you’re there.” You slid down onto the tiles in your kitchen with your back against the cupboards and wept, drawing your knees up to your chest. “I’m insane. Oh, fuck! I’ve lost touch with reality.”

The other side of the door and Thorin was tempted to barge in, whisk you up into his arms and show you how real he was. But your sobbing from inside hit him hard and he felt a lump in his throat. How could he show you that he was really there? All he wanted was for you to acknowledge him and know he was real. Thorin hung his head in guilt and brushed his fingertips against the door which was keeping him apart from you. “I shall go,” he whispered.

After a few minutes you raised your head from your lap and looked around the dark room. You could just about make out the outline of your dining table and chairs. The clock from your microwave shone in the dark. 2:00am.

You sniffed away the tears and rose from the floor slowly, feeling apprehensive regarding what you would find the other side of that door. You moved towards it, reaching out with a trembling hand, and closed your eyes, inhaling sharply.

He had gone.

In your room and you looked up at the poster on your wall, your eyes studying the image of the man who had just been standing before you, insisting he was real. But now he was just an image printed onto paper. You reached forward and pressed your hand against the image, feeling the cool of the paper. Of course it was just a picture.

For the next hour you lay in bed, terrified of what was going to happen to you now. What if another mental break occurred? Would it happen at work, around your family, or even Ryan? Your eyes kept studying the poster, watching for any kind of movement.

When you woke the next morning, you bat your stinging eyelids against the sunlight. For a few seconds you had forgotten about the previous night’s events, but then they began filtering through and you wept again.

[theonceoverthinker]

OUAT 3X16 - It’s Not Easy Being Green

So, jealousy doesn’t transform Zelena into as much of a green eyed monster as it does a green DYED monster! XD

Who’s ready for the next review? Hopefully you are, so let’s jump right to it!

Press Release

With Rumplestiltskin as her slave, Zelena challenges Regina to a fight to the death and shocks the Evil queen with the reveal of their familial connection, and the town lays Neal to rest. Meanwhile, back in the past in the land of Oz, a jealous Zelena asks the Wizard to send her to Fairy Tale Land after discovering that she has a sister, Regina, and that Rumplestiltskin is training her to become a powerful force to be reckoned with.

Main Thoughts - Characters/Stories/Themes and Their Effectiveness

Past

Before we start, I have to say this: I hate the placement of this flashback. Zelena acts WAY too wicked and mean in the present segment for this flashback to give her the sympathy that the narrative is asking it to. She openly pokes Rumple over Neal’s death in such a cruel way (The entire segment happening right after Neal dies), goes after Regina, and is just the worst. I don’t know if they should’ve exchanged this flashback with the one from “Witch Hunt” or “Bleeding Through,” but the placement here makes the segment struggle to do what it wants to. It ends up hurting the present segment because there are characters who make jabs at Zelena being abandoned that are supposed to hurt, but don’t. Look, I feel for abandoned characters, but when I heard Rumple and Regina making jabs at Zelena in this episode about it, my response was “YOU TELL HER!”

I also feel like Zelena’s jealousy is just too much. The pacing for this segment just goes from 0 to 80 in a millisecond! And I get that OUAT characters are exaggerated and hammy and normally, I’m all for that. But this is supposed to be a humanizing character and a humanizing flashback and she has more in common here with Cruella and Bo Peep than with Regina or Rumple. The hamminess is supposed to come in their non-sympathetic moments, but with Zelena it’s all the time. Because of that, only the latter half of the scenes in the episode work. There’s no buildup to a crazy jealousy. She’s just already there, destroying the momentum of the segment. And I’m pretty sure this isn’t Rebecca Mader’s fault, but the writing itself. Zelena just spirals early on in the episode

“Put on a good face.” Narratively, I feel like this line never got the solid foundation that it needed. Zelena supposedly rejects the line, as it comes from an abusive situation, but it breeds a negative consequence for dismissing it. Now normally, the character is supposed to initially reject the advice, but be thrust into believing it through desperation, circumstances, and their changing worldview. Look at “We Are Both” for a good example of this. But here, Zelena does eventually follow through with this line after becoming evil, but the rejection of it is what causes her to turn green. There’s a lack of cohesion here.

“Because you couldn’t offer her the one thing she truly wanted -- the ability to become royalty.” This line automatically makes all of Zelena’s planning for naught. Like, even if she goes back in time, for as powerful as she is, Cora still won’t take her in because she’s not of royal blood. And Zelena knows this -- it’s spelled out explicitly in front of her, making her further pursuit of Cora’s love so...fruitless. By not listening to that line, Zelena comes off as kind of dense in her plan.

Now, is the segment bad? No. I think there are good elements to it. While Zelena goes way too far way too fast with her jealousy, some moments do work out really well. The Rumple/Zelena dynamic was spot on the entire time. And Rumple...just EVERYTHING Rumple works. I especially loves when he sees the slippers and he IMMEDIATELY changes to a snivelling suck up to try to get them. What a great acting moment!

Present

I love Regina’s character arc throughout this episode. This is such an important episode for her as she realizes what she has in terms of support from her growing friendships and how she needs to both trust and be grateful for it. “She said I don’t always realize what I have right in front of me.” I like how this is another instance of the villain delivering the moral and it being something that connects to Zelena so well! Not only that, but everything she has to go through in terms of realizing that a big comfort in her life was a lie is utterly heartbreaking!

I also like Robin! He’s a great support character for Regina and while that will eventually be to his detriment, it’s great here!

Insights - Stream of Consciousness

-I just love Zelena’s mum! She just instantly loves Zelena and it’s honestly so cute! And her dad...wow, Zelena just can’t catch a break on the dad/father figure front, can she?

-”Stick to the road.” And she’s sassy too! HOW did we never get to see this woman again?! She’s utterly delightful!

-Fuck. Those moments from Killian dropping the soil onto the grave to the transition to Rumple in all kinds of pain. And the music. That fucking guts me. It really fucking guts me!

-You know, I feel like for as long as it was, I still skimped on my Neal’s death thoughts. As I watch this, I realize that Neal never really interacted with Snow, David, and Regina, the former two having named their KID after them and the latter being a co-parent to his son.

-I’m tearing up from how beautiful that funeral scene was. I love how the music and the shovels were the only sounds heard. It wasn’t drawn out or risked with a speech. It was just allowed to bask in its own sadness.

-”Was he really worth all the trouble?” “Every bit of it.” *Tears start welling again*

-”He was family. Something you know nothing about.” Normally, that would be the ultimate douche move for Rumple to say, seeing as he’s imprisoned and grieving, it just...feels right.

-”To see the one person to help me find a family that wants me!” Zelena, you absolutely SHOULD get out of that abusive home, but that’s a little dismissive of your adorable mum!

-”She’ll get more than a dart when I find her.” YESS! Emma, take that witch down!

-Robin, now that you’re exposed, you just love showing off that tattoo, don’t you? XD

-”So what?” Regina, you know that Henry is the only bright spot in your life. Let’s not kid ourselves.

-”My condolences.” You son of a bitch!

-”I don’t want a gift from you.” “But you shall have it.” ...Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that a reference to the “Pilot?” And if so, holy hell, my Snow/Regina/Cora theory is really freakin’ spot on! Oh my God, it is!

-”It’s the Wicked West.” ...Zeze, the fuck?

-I actually love this table scene of everyone coming together and theorizing what the fuck is up with Zelena!

-I LOVE Walsh’s Wizard voice. It’s so powerful, but ha a gentle softness to it too.

-Also, as we watch this episode, I have to say that Walsh wasn’t such a well designed character. In “New York City Serenade,” he’s a Hans-like villain who is supposed to be irredeemably bad. But in this flashback, the worst he does is lie. Not only that, the whole time he DOES lie, he’s kind, supportive, and takes Zelena’s feelings into account! He’s a bonafide sweetie!

-I’m pretty sure Rumple spent a hot second thinking Zelena was his kid. Okay, show of hands: Who thinks Cora and Rumple boned?

-Damn, paternity tests are REALLY easy in the Enchanted Forest! I now HC that Rumple played a part in sorting out the whole Lily debacle!

-”I don’t think a sleeping curse is good for the baby.” You’d be surprised, Snow!

-Wow! Look who has a personality, Robin! A nice bit of sass you’ve got there!

-This scene with Regina, Robin, and the letter is utterly magnificent! Lana’s acting here is just so great as she slowly paints this picture of how this letter was a comfort to her, only for that to be ruined by the realization that the first born described was not her. It’s a beautifully tragic sequence.

-”I foresaw that that curse could only be cast by Cora’s daughter.” Now WHEN did you see this? If it was after Cora broke things off with you, that would be one thing, but if it was before -- and narratively, before does make more sense -- that causes some trouble. Because if you saw this before you met Cora, and you were planning to run off with her and presumably have a kid, then it would be the Zelena problem all over again: You’d just have another magical child who can’t cast the curse because the thing they love most would be Rumple (That or Rumple would have no problem with killing Cora, the woman he loved, to enact the curse).

-I like how Zelena sort of made Rumple a better teacher by asking for something to reference!

-”Some spinsters took us in.” It’s weird. He kind of jumps to the royal “we” for like half of this speech for some reason. It’s a really weird writing choice.

-”The moment you decided to train me.” Look at Rumple’s face! He knows he went to far with being kind to her and fucked up!

-Emma! This stealth mission involves a lot of yelling! Maybe you should cut that out!

-I love how Rumple SO doesn’t want to deliver that message from Zelena, but still puts every bit of passion into it!

-”Like a GPS?” “Aye.” The beat between those two lines gets me every fucking time! XD

-”The more things you guys tell me about my dad, the less things make sense.” Welcome to OUAT, Henry!

-”I’m not an amateur. I’m the Savior.” What a badass line.

-I love how Regina’s first instinct is not to use magic, but slap a bitch! XD

-WHAT’S UP WITH ZELENA AND FUCKING SHAVING?!

-”You’re insane.” “Besides the point.” XD What an underrated quip!

-I kind of want to see some fanart of Rumple getting his sparkly little hands on those slippers!

-”My Miata.” Doc, I feel for you. I really do, but you KNEW there was gonna be a fight here. You could’ve moved your car. That’s on you, bro!

-Like seriously! #Walshdeservesbetter! The dude’s not a villain and I don’t like his portrayal in “New York City Serenade” retroactively as a result!

Arcs - How Are These Storylines Progressing?

The Wicked Witch - Okay, my issues aside, I think Zelena is still a great villain. Look at how everyone reacts when she enters a space! Everyone backs the fuck away, terrified and she gets to go on her funny rants because few have the balls to say anything about it. And the arc itself is moving at an engaging pace and has a good establishment of setting a narrative with questions that need to be answered while also setting the groundwork for those answers with Regina rising up to take on Zelena.

Neal’s Death - So, while Neal dying isn’t an arc, per se, I feel it is important to keep track of how the narrative handles Neal for the rest of the season. The after effects of a death can be just as earth shattering in a story as the death itself and it’s a show of how the writing team respects the character. And this episode thankfully, handles it nicely. Neal’s passing follows everyone throughout the episode and is a strong presence in everyone’s action, most notably Emma’s.

Killian’s Redemption - I love Killian’s role in this episode. He’s working hard to become a better person, quell Emma’s lust for revenge, and most importantly, help comfort Henry. He knows he majorly fucked things up with Bae and helping henry see the kind of person his father was is such a step in righting that wrong because he’s honoring Bae’s dying wish. I also like that for Henry’s sake, even if it goes against what he knows Emma wants, he argues that Henry needs to know his father. I think this shows how Killian’s redemption is more serious than it initially lets on and is more motivated than just by Emma.

Regina’s Redemption - Even though Regina know she can’t win, even when she feels so at a loss and helpless. she goes to fight for everyone! She grits her teeth, comes up with a plan, and ultimately wins more than she loses. This is Regina at her peak! She’s snarky, sarcastic, cool, smart, and she’s gonna kick your ass!

Favorite Dynamic

Henry and Killian. Once again, in an episode filled with sad moments and dark things, this dynamic was a well needed reprieve. Killian comes in, fulfilling both a character and a story purpose. The Henry/Killian subplot was just sweet and kind. Seeing Killian understand what Henry needs to hear about his father and delivering it in a way that keeps everyone’s dignity and respect intact was great. Also, I have to appreciate the difficult position that the characters are in here, and how the writing did a very genuine and natural job of improving Henry’s memory-influenced relationship with Neal.

Writer

Andrew Chambliss is once again on his own this time. And yeah...I felt like some of this was rocky and lacked cohesion over what over what we were supposed to feel.

Rating

7/10. The past segment of this episode is really flawed, but not to the full detriment of either the present segment or even itself. There are good qualities to it, especially when we hit the forest scene going forward, BUT there are some narrative issues that are more than just nitpicks and hinder whatever emotions the audience tries to attribute to Zelena. But enough about the bad. Let’s talk about the good. First, Regina’s just marvelous in this episode. Her struggle with dealing with Zelena is so good and angsty and how she performs during the witch fight is just awesome. Second, the Killian and Henry subplot was so touching. This isn’t an easy situation to write considering the unique positions of any of these characters, but what is written is just gorgeous. Finally, Rumple just rocks. He’s the highlight of the flashback and in the present, the whump is high and appropriately desolate and sad and I am here for this!

Flip My Ship - The Home of All Things “Shippy Goodness”

Swan Fire - Emma’s sadness and rage at losing Neal gives me fucking life and makes me weep like a lil bitch! She loved Neal so much. And he’s gone! Like, the fact that someone had to intervene shows how angry she had gotten and I like how the narrative plays up how hurt she was. And then Snow and David show up, and you see just how saddened she is at Neal’s passing.

Captain Swan - I think this is some of the most lowkey Captain Swan stuff, but it’s also really effective. Seeing Killian step in and stop Emma from focusing so hard on revenge is really touching after she introduced him to a new path. It’s also amazing how Killian’s not only willing to help Emma with Henry right now, BUT to actively help him grieve and you see how this is the kind of personality that Emma responds to more than anything. He focuses on her needs (“Nothing will happen to the boy while he’s in my charge.”).

Outlaw Queen - Okay, the entire scene at Granny’s is just plain adorable, from Regina and Tink “gossiping about boys” to Robin making sure Regina was okay to Robin just FUCKING FLAT OUT asking her on a date. And their banter and trust as the episode continues to progress is so delightful! It’s fucking cute, if you couldn’t tell my thoughts, and I’m happy that I’m falling for these two again! I also just love how Robin knows that Regina’s an utter powerhouse and while not being afraid, does respect both her power and consent.

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Whoo-boy! This week has been intense for me wit OUAT stuff! Thank you so much for reading and to the fine folks at @watchingfairytales, as always! Love you all and I’ll see you next time!

Season 3 Total (152/220)

Writer’s Scores: Adam and Eddy (39/60) Kalinda Vazquez (26/40) Andrew Chambliss (34/50) Jane Espenson (20/30) David Goodman (20/40) Robert Hull (30/40) Christine Boylan (20/20)* Daniel Thomsen (20/30)

* Indicates that their work for the season is complete

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