#nora gray aesthetic

[paperbackfable]

Cauldron Kappa

All from Cauldron Kappa. Haven't been doing many actual quests today, so no real shots today (I have done approximately zero real quests and taken zero shots at all today) so I have nothing else to post. These are the only shots I've taken since last post (minus filter variations) and they were all yesterday

literally all ive been doing today is upgrading my gear lmfao. i will not REST until i do kotallo's arm quest. maybe ill get shots there

i only actually really like the first two i just have nothing else, need to uproot those zero dawn ones sometime soon

Might do Gemini tomorrow woooooo im scared

i feel like im forgetting something. uhhhhh

uhhhhhhhhhh well idk what else to say so im going to ramble about armor now. nora thunder is best looking and fitting armor if forbidden west you cant change my mind, one of the dyed ones specifically but i cant remember its name

idk im redying now so. it was frozen wilds and im changing it back to the teal with gray instead of white. like gray dawn or something? i think thats what it is at least

i want a good carja behemoth dye because i actually really like the look of it but i dont like the colors lol. like!! the little claws!! big claws actually but still i like the claws lol

anyways i actually really like the look of quen armor... some of it doesn't quite fit aloy to me buuuuuuut when i pick one up i might try out the look for a bit anyways because WHY DOES THE QUEN AESTHETIC LOOK SO NICE I LOVE IT

anyways bye lol

[wench-and-jezebel]

Red, White, and Royal Blue Reaction:

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) and Wench (@scripted-downfall) react

J: Whooooop whooooop!

W: And now we begin the film that has had my react partner cheating on me for a week I mean what

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ No, no, is true.  This has been my whole personality

W: Believe me, I'm aware

– – – 

J: Not Alex “yucking her yum” over this wedding

W: Translation: "I'm smitten, Nora, dear, and utterly annoyed about it"

J: Bea!!

J: Alex buddy just say you have a crush

W: To be fair, his criticisms aren't like they were in the book.  They're not ugh he's too perfect and gently chivalrous and I must poke anymore :(

J: Buddy #2 just say you have a crush

W: Bruh, what was that greeting, Alex?

J: Oh, boy.  Oh, this will go well!

W: I'm preemptively cringing over this cake and what is about to happen

J: Right?

J: Men and their obsession with height

W: Henry looks so shell-shocked

J: Yes Alex that’s helping.  Let’s just keep smearing it around 🤣🤣

W: Bruh, I hate Philip already

J: Right!?!

W: What would my family say if they knew I was watching this rn

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: That is also on the topic of bad reputations... as mine would be shot

J: Zahraaa

W: SARAH SHAHI, MY BELOVED

J: I have been trying to not think of it being connected to the book ☠️☠️ cause I know they’re gonna change stuff

W: lkasjdf not gallons of tea

J: I love Uma Thurman

W: White House pillow fights, hell yeah!

J: I LOVE ZAHRA

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ ZAHRA you’ll regret saying sending Alex over soon, ma’am

W: Alex is gonna change his mind about David the dog real fast

J: “He is super cute”  Ahh I love him

W: SHAAN! alksjdf;lkasjfd I love him

J: Oh god ☠️☠️ Henry: let me show him how cool I am!  Zoom zoom

W: Brings out the good ol' Aston Martin

J: That smirk when he says "your wearing lifts"

W: You know.  When I envisioned that scene, I assumed they were.  actually competent at faking affection

W: … Once again.  Once again.  I thought they were supposed to be good at this.

J: ☠️☠️☠️  Whaaaat? You can’t tell they are so totally frien-

W: This poor man dealing with Alex's b.s.

J: "White blonde and British"?? What?!

W: BARBARA STREISAND?  NOT BABS!!!

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: Henry looks so scandalized

J: Oooop!

W: THE CLOSET SCENE

W: Bruh, they're starting the complimenting already

J: Ahhh I keep typing then getting distracted

W: I adore Henry, just btw.  He's my chosen character in this

J: 😂😂😂

W: Despite the aesthetics, he's the burnt marshmallow, actually

J: Amyyyyy

W: It’s sad that they cut the Star Wars conversation

J: I knowww

W: "People kill to get into my New Year's party!"  "That's perfect: they can kill me so I don't have to go!"  I love it

J: Oooop!

J: Well he’s already gone for Alex

W: HEY, WAIT, I LOVE HIM!  Clifton Collins, Jr.

J: Ooop 👀👀

W: My dude is flirting

J: Ooooop x2

W: Is this Liam, you think?

J: He said Miguel

W: I know.  But there was no Miguel in the book.  I'm saying, do you think he's standing in for Liam

J: Oh you mean just like supposed to be- yeah seems like it

J: Buddy using emoticons

W: alskdjf;laskjdflaksjdflkajdsf Those aren't emoticons; they're like.  stickers, or whatever

J: Or no it’s Bitmojis! ☠️

W: I still love the "But we were ever so careful, dear" line. One of my favourites

J: I knowww lol

W: DORIAN GRAY IS SO GOOD

J: ☠️☠️☠️

W: NO, NOT HIM DISSOLVING INTO BUTTERFLIES!  I'm going to cry in Hua-Cheng-coding

J: You mean the scene changing?

W: The butterflies

J: Oh!!

W: You'll figure it out when you finish the books.

J: Soooooon!!

J: Not the Turkey ☠️

(begin flashback to Wench's Discord conversation/reaction to RWaRB, the book!)

– – – 

W: The turkeys ☠️ wtf are they being pardoned for??? I'm so confused

J: You didn’t know about this!?!?

W: No??

J: It’s a stupid af tradition the president pardons a Turkey on thanksgiving

W: ... wot. Why?

J: I have no idea

W: I'm looking this up *pulls up Wikipedia* *reads for five minutes* OH MY GOD THERE WAS A WHOLE RIVALRY

J: lol

W: This is actually really funny... not so much the pardoning bits, but what started it all. Basically, this dude Horace Vose started presenting dressed turkeys to the president , until some other dude decided that his turkey tasted better than Vose's and presented his own turkey instead. The prez then started receiving turkeys from literally EVERYONE, and this escalated to the point that Coolidge banned the practice... And then, the second he lifted it again, was flooded by turkeys, as well as an array of other animals, including a live racoon named Rebecca. Coolidge refused to eat her and named her a White House pet)

W: Okay, back to reading

Present-day W: (or, rather, watching!)

– – – 

J: This scene is cute

W: Hey look, it's our dynamic! "What's x"  "Look it up"

J: ☠️☠️☠️ ANYWAY.  THIS IS CUTEEE

W: Man is a liar

J: that was the yesest nope ever

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: “They wouldn’t [like him better] if they knew him”  Liar x2

J: Right?! 😂

W: Henry is about to gay panic for three hours straight

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ poor buddy!’

W: Fellas, is it gay to stare at your best-bro-pal-buddy's lips wrapped around a bottle?

J: I knowwwww

W: I love that the tie isn’t grey

J: PEZ

W: HELL YEAH

J: Ohhhhhhoooopp

W: Poor Henry looks so awkward when she sits on Alex

J: Oh god the flashbacks of school dances

W: I never went to any, so I am immune

J: OH GOD NOW THISSSS IS A FLASHBACK TO HS!  THIS DAMN SOMG

W: This poor man

J: ☠️☠️☠️ hennnryyyyy

W: Poor Henry

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: Henry is legit me idk what you mean. Pop culture? Never heard of her? Dancing? Does English country dancing suffice? Non-80s-era pop music? What's that?

J: Here, yes, that's true... I still maintain Alex reminds me of you, though! Not to a T.  Just qualities

W: You've still yet to point out... where. Or how. I still don't see it; you need to hurry up and explain

J: Like the over working himself

W: That's not exactly unique to him tho

J: I’ll explain after

W: Ugh, fineeee. Probably best; I’m getting behind on the transcript

J: Same!  My brains can only do so much at once lol

J: Oh god Henry’s little smileee and then oooop 🥺  (And by little I mean it WAS covering his whole damn face)

W: I knowwwww

J: OPPPOPPPOOOPP

W: wtf was that, Jezebel?

J: Shut up

J: 👀👀👀👀👀 Henryyy 🥺🥺

W: Alex -> “Who would you be, if you were an anonymous person in the world" Henry-> "Gay"

J: ☠️

W: Sorry, I had to

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ You should be sorry, I ficking almsot choked

J: ahhhhhhh

W: Man's boutta bolt so quickly

J: AGHHHHHH

W: Oof, or not, actually.  That was decidedly not bolting.  Alex had all the opportunity

J: 😂😂

W: And now Alex shall ghost him for a month while they're both gay panicking

W: OH THAT'S NOT FAIR!  HE DOESN'T GET TO TEXT "ARE YOU ALIVE?" AFTER I JUST SAID HE WASN'T ME 

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ Hahahahahaha! Thank you movie Alex

W: Shut up

J: 😂😂 oh shut up Nora you did not

W: She is exquisite

J: She is!!

W: What.  tf.  was that football vs. rugby thing

J: ☠️☠️☠️ Wot? Does that even mean??

J: Buddy you really ARE as thick as it gets

W: Yeahhhhh

J: Oooop

W: Okay, guess Liam and Miguel are different

W: lasdjflksajdf I love you, Nora

J: ☠️☠️☠️

J: Oh.  Boy.  👀  Guess we will see how spicy these two are gonna get

W: Shush shush

J: Cause I ain’t heard a single f bomb yet ☠️

W: alksjdflkajsf that's very true

J: Buddy is zoned out Miguel you’re talking to a wall

W: I love Amy

J: 😂😂😂 Amy!

W: Buddy.  Calm tf down.  aksdjflkasjdflksajf You posing is not that significant

J: “I don’t know what to do with my hand”

W: "How can I look most James Bond?"

J: 👀

W: THE GENTLENESS OF HIS ARM GESTURE TO BREAK ALEX'S HOLD!!!  DID YOU SEE THAT

J: I ddddidddd

W: Poor Amy

W: HENRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING

J: HENRY WHAT ARE YOU DOINF

W: alskdjf;lkasdjf

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: Poor Henry

J: Actually, they may be on the floor again… eventually

W: alksjdflkajfds

J: Oh god ☠️☠️☠️

W: Poor Henry aldskjflaksjfd

W: I wish they hadn't cut out the God Save the Queen thing

J: I knowww

W: Oop, hello Henry

J: I feel like I being a damn peeping Tom rn

W: Henry heard "love at first sight" and went BET

J: 👀👀👀

W: That.  was not that explicit

J: Fair

W: That was addressing the rating thing, not you 🙄

J: Im starting to lose my optimism

J: “I’m bisexual” Oh.  Oh really?  You are?  You don’t say ☠️

W: I love Henry.  And his maypole comment

J: Henry should have been like well I’m straight and sat back while Alex imploded

W: alksjdflkasjf yeahhhh!  "Best bro besties do this all the time"

J: Mhmmm yep for sure

W: Which, tbf, Alex full-on thought, so

J: ☠️☠️

J: THAT LOOK ☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: I'm finally caught up on the transcript 😭

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Oh noooo

W: See, I told you they'd be montages!

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ "How many names do you have?"

W: Oh, not many... Just five

W: I take it back… Make that six

W: SIR

J: ☠️���️☠️

W: HENRY!  THAT!  LAKSJDF;LKASJDF

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ And the smug smirk after

W: Damn, homophobic grandfather instead of homophobic grandmother

W: Ooh, Alex, buddy, dealing with having a family like Henry's ain't that easy ngl

J: Yeahhhhh, that was very you-coded (Henry I mean)

W: Haha, let's go, expert-chameleons-in-a-homophobic-family squad

J: Budd- Ooop

J: Back to what I was saying... buddies that windows open

W: This is as bad as those spy/assassination movies where the target stands in front of the window

J: Right!? 🤣🤣🤣🤣

W: Also, in the book, we did know they got a fuzzy photo at some point.  With a long-range camera.  Maybe that's this

J: Trueee

W: Okay, ig this is the true measure of the rating

J: Welp

W: The key 😭

J: With the key on!?

W: Oi, shush shush

J: 👀

J: 👀👀👀👀👀

J: 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

W: You good?

J: *no answer*

W: NOW!?!?!  YOU'RE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION NOW?!!?!?

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: Y'all this.  This ain't that explicit. Definitely not worth an R-rating

J: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Tis true!

W: Cas-coded

J: ☠️☠️ Spn can be found anywhere

W: I'm getting cereal, but don't pause; I'm bringing it with me

J: Ok lol

W: You and your fucking lols

J: L

J: I

W: lkj;lkja;lskfj;lsakdfjasdf THAT'S SO FUCKING FUNNY

J: I quit

W: You really thought you were doing something

J: My phone is just against me

W: alskdjfalksdjf

J: ☠️☠️☠️

W: Does June not exist?  I'm starting to think she doesn't.  She wasn't in the photo session earlier either

J: I knowwww

W: Luna's not shown up either. Unless that's who Miguel's supposed to be

J: And his parents are together

W: They're also not div- yeah

W: He will love it... until he gets fired ☠️

J: Eww rude

W: Ugh, I cannot believe I'm saying this about a Jane Austen story*, but that — “It isn’t what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.” —  is a good quote

(*For those not Jezebel, despite being grudgingly somewhat fond of Jane Austen, I also was made to read her stories too many times and now also have a quiet grudge against her/her stories. And I loathe the 2005 Pride & Prejudice story, just on its own merit. Colin Firth/Jennifer Ehle miniseries forever <3)

J: 🤣🤣🤣

W: This poor dude

W: OOP 

J: Uh oh.  I think Miguel IS gonna BE Luna or be the leak

W: Skullduggery ❤️ (Kinda gives vibes of the Doctor Who conversation about, what was it... "With a little bit of jiggery-pokery." "Is that a technical term, jiggery-pokery?" "Yeah, I came first in jiggery-pokery. What about you?" "No, I failed hullabaloo.")

J: This’ll be interesting

J: Oh poor buddy 😂 “once, unsuccessfully”

W: Was that about the cooking comment or the Grindr comment?

J: Yes. Also, call me uncultured I haven’t seen that film either

J: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

W: Oh no

J: Uh oh 🤣🤣🤣

W: NO!  NO ONE IN THIS HERE HOTEL ROOM AT ALL

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: Zahra!  Don't make assumptions!  Tsk tsk! The "she" is a he, and also hiding in the closet! (I meant that literally, as they do have a habit of that happening, but it also turns out to be figurative too)

J: "It’s all chill"

W: Technically.  They each already had an NDA

J: And now Zahra shall pass the fuck away ☠️

W: laskdf;lkajsdf Henry did not fucking pose ☠️

J: Poor thing!  Does not get paid enough

W: alksdjflaksdjflaksdjf

J: “Oh god”

W: I love them 😭  Mid-tense-conversation and they're gabbing! "And I told my sister!"  "Oh?!  I didn't know that!" "Yeah, she was really happy for us!"

J: IT WAS SO ADORABLE

W: "Technically, I'm the spare"  😭 😭

W: ZAHRA MA'AM

J: WHAT!? 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Not "fuckleroy"

J: I said the same Zahra! 🤣🤣

J: Nooooo 🤣🤣

W: This poor woman did not know what she was getting into when she had this kid

J: I love herrr ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

W: WHERE'S THE POWERPOINT :(

W: NEVER MIND AT LEAST SHE MENTIONED IT

J: Oh god.  Oh no.  OH NO ☠️☠️☠️

W: MA'AM PLEASE STOP GOING INTO THAT MUCH DETAIL

J: As a mom I get the concern but still ☠️☠️☠️

W: That's fair

J: I love his dad!

W: Yesss

W: Oh no

W: Is Henry wearing Alex's hat?

J: Yes

W: alsdkfja;lkdsfja;lksfdj

J: Oh my 😂😂😂😂😂

W: HEY, THAT'S NOT THAT BAD SINGING?!?!

J: Right?

W: I thought they said he butchered the karaoke

J: Right!?!

J: Oooop that was the damn I’ve done caught the feelings look

W: Yes it was

W: His dad again alsdkjfalksdjf

W: Ooh, supportive father moments!  Couldn’t be me

J: 🥺🥺🥺

W: You know what's coming btw right

J: Yeah.  Yeah I do.  Shut up

J: And oh no that was cute

W: I KNOW

J: AND OH NO THAT WAS CUTE TOO

W: asldkfjalskfdj

J: Oh my gif he’s a vampire

J: *God

W: Gifs are your gods, to be fair

J: That is- Lol

J: That’s true tho

J: Anyway, he’s sparkling ☠️☠️☠️

W: That's called water

J: I know 😂 but he looked like twilight

W: I know, dumbass, 'twas a joke

J: And that’s Henry’s oh no he’s caught the feelings look

W: Yeppp, poor buddy

J: Oh nooooo!  Buddy

J: Welp imma just go drown myself now

W: Oof, not even a pretense of it being bugs

J: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

W: hahahha- I'm fine

J: He’s not

W: Nor am I, really

J: 😭😭😭😭😭 Same

W: DAVID

J: Davidddd

J: 😭😭😭😭😭

W: This poor man

J: Pooor budddyyy

J: Nora ☠️☠️☠️  I’m sorry but that look, I died

W: Alex really is fucking thick, I'm sorry

J: ☠️☠️☠️

W: I say this affectionately, but dumbo… wtf

J: Oooo!  OH THE FEELINGNIN THAY

W: What

J: OH THE FEELING IN THAT

W: Oh alskdjf

J: The acting I mean. But also oooop an f bomb!  One more and there’s the R rating ☠️☠️☠️

W: Neither of us commented during that scene because all we'd say is: ouch

J: ! :) That.  Was.  Anyway

J: Hey! You know what

W: ?

J: You know what song would fit this?  Or them?

W: If you say.  That fucking song again.

J: 😂😂😂 And good omens honestly

W: Wait, was it the one I meant?

J: 🙂

W: "Unchained Melody"?

J: Unchained Melody

W: Yeha

W: *yeah

W: No, actually, embrace the cowboy.  Yeehaw

J: I was about to say that (but oh my god my phone is pissssssing me offfff)

J: Oh mah god! I love this song

W: alskdjf I don't like this version tho

J: Sameee

J: What’s that statue doing in the background

W: About what Crowley's does, probably.

J: This is so soft thooooo ☠️☠️☠️

J: AWWWWWWWW

W: aksdjflsakfdj His history would include him and be like "this man was Henry's best friend and they lived together and snogged at times and weren't they such good friends!?!?!"

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

J: Buddy has a death grip on him

W: Okay, not to bring in GOmens but the signet ring is giving me Azi vibes

J: LOL!  BUT THAAAAA RING

W: WHAT?!!?  THE KEY IS JUST-  WHAT

J: Ngl I like the exchange better than just him adding the ring

W: I don’t!!!  I liked the "two homes, side-by-side" thing 😭

J: Yeah that’s true!

W: Uh oh

J: Oh no

W: The emails went out on fucking REDDIT!?!?  Awkward

J: Ack!  But also the slow panic on his face

J: Oooop buddy got angry

W: OOF

J: His "CONTACTS"

W: 'snort'  Sure.  Is that what we're calling fiancées these days

J: 😂😂😂😂

W: BRUH, MIGUEL YOU ASSHOLE

J: LE GASP!  ugh and his little smug look

W: Miguel can fuck off

J: Right!?

J: Buddyyyyyy 🥺🥺🥺🥺

W: Wait, they didn't even get to talk before the speech?! That sucks

W: Ooh, fuck yeah!  ALEX USED HENRY'S PROPER TITLE AND FULL NAME AND SHIT

J: 😭😭😭😭😭

W: I love Zahra btw  

J: ZAHGGHHTAAAA

W: Wtf was that?! Also, this is basically her character in Person of Interest and Life, btw

J: 😂😂😂 

J: Her face 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

W: Poor woman

J: 😂😂😂😂😂😂 Im dying

W: Having to sit here like Black Water and listen to rants about Xie Lian, but RWRB universe

J: OOP!  

W: She just spilled so much

J: The wheels are turning for Alex

W: Holy shit, he's so thick

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ BABBYYYYY

W: OH SHIT THE LOOK

J: AHHH

J: OOOOP HES WEARING THE RING

W: On the fucking stairs alkdsfj

J: that looook!  We haven’t got enough time with them.  We’ve been robbed

J: Ah yes.  This is something I guess you do when you are in an American/British relationship

W: asldkfjalskdjfasdflkj What's the this?

J: I swear I thought he was playing heart and soul but I meant playing together in general

W: … no.  The subtitles even outright said "My Country, 'Tis of Thee"

J: I don’t have subtitles on ☠️

W: That sounds like a you problem

J: Ack! Fuck offf Philip

W: Can I slap him?

J: Please do

W: I miss Bea's rebellion tho

J: SAMEEEE

W: Oof

J: SHUT UP PHILIP

W: I KNOW!  I think he might have a heart attack if he read them though

J: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

W: OOF

J: Oh sir ewwww you read them??? he's your grandsonnnnn

J: Ew x2

W: OOF x2

J: Bbabandbecause!  I said so

W: Man can't even make a complete sentence

J: I have given up trying to type on this phone

W: To be fair, that was basically how he said it

W: WHAT WAS THAT PRONUNCIATION

J: "TAKE THE AMERICAN WITH YOU"

W: alsdkjf

J: Bby you are supported 😭😭😭

W: Oop, damn

J: Suck on that Philip

W: Hey, grandfather dude, you lost the right to call him "my boy" a while ago, btw

J: Ahhhhh 🙂 😁 

W: "Crikey, that's a lot of red"  I love him

J: 😂😂😂😂

W: Henry's kidnapping him

J: 😂😂😂

W: Henry!??! This mannnnn!  I love him

J: AHHH! Love him!!

W: Henry looks so awkward on stage🙄  I love him, but like.  He did

J: 😂😂😂 Poor budddy

W: Are you going to say anything other than cry-laugh emojis in the next half of the react?

J: Probably not 😂😂😂😂😂

W: Bruh, Alex didn't even have to ask… I guarantee Henry has been wearing that key religiously

J: 😂😂😂😂😂

W: Not speaking from experience or anything but-

J: Mhhmmm 🙂 so you-coded!

W: ... That's still me-as-Henry???  I'm missing the Alex parallels

J: I know!

W: You're infuriating

W: HENRY

J: YOU HAVE TO READ HENRYS CHAPTERRRRR! It’s like a what happens next

W: I liked Luna better than Miguel, tbh.  I know they probably couldn't fit it, but still

J: Yeah!  Im so easy to please I just loved it sm idec about what was changed! BUT I do wish it had been a mini series

W: Weirdo.  Imagine being easy to please

W: There's an end-credit scene… Fast-forward to it

J: “Do you think anyone noticed” ☠️☠️☠️

J: I hadn’t reread the book yet but I’m going to now ☠️☠️☠️

[writermuses]

Andrew ☕️☀️

War 🐰🔴

Andrew

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — my muse's favorite food(s)/drink(s) ; Faves are cold water or bourbon. If he's having orange juice or coffee then that's a morning with Nora. He usually drinks "glacier cherry" gatorade at the gym.

☀️ SUN — my muse's favorite weather/season ; He's never thought about it, but he'll probably choose summer because there's more reasons to get out on his boat "The Cod Father" and the weather is usually better.

Valerius

🐰 RABBIT FACE — my muse's pet(s)/favorite animal(s) ; Probably going to tell someone that asked him a frilled neck lizard because he had one as a kid, but really it's otters 🤫

🔴 RED CIRCLE — my muse's favorite/signature color(s) ; His aesthetic is forever black leather and charcoal cotton/denim. His favorite color is Prussian blue (a dark, stormy gray-blue)

[nycbagcls]

conan   gray.     he/she/they.     genderfluid.      ›spotted   at   the   met   steps   ,   achilles   antinous   andō   ,   most   likely   listening   to   timezone   by   måneskin   with   their   airpods   pro   .   the   twenty-four   gained   quite   a   reputation   ,   known   to   be   -reckless   yet   +bubbly   to   anyone   who   knows   them   .   you'll   easily   spot   them   when   you   hear   about   thrifted   vintage   clothes,   especially   from   the   1970s   //   calluses   on   your   fingertips   from   years   of   playing   bass   //   a   case   with   stickers   plastered   all   over   it,   one   from   each   stop   on   your   tour   //   shared   looks   across   a   recording   studio   ,   followed   by   diorella   by   dior   .   latest   nepoupdates   article   talks   about   achilles   spotted   sneaking   out   of   band’s   latest   recording   session   before   the   rest   of   their   bandmates   wrapped   up   ,   but   i   guess   any   reputation   is   good   reputation   .   (   muse 2s, subplot 21 )

DEMOGRAPHICS

name: achilles antinous andō

nicknames: none (? might be some that his bandmates call them)

age: 24

gender: genderfluid, he/she/they pronouns, use interchangeably.

occupation: bassist for lorem ipsum

sexuality: pansexual/polyamorous

residence: shared apartment with some of his bandmates

languages: english / japanese / italian

social class: upper middle turned upper 

education level: high school diploma

APPEARANCE

height: 5'9"

build: muscular, but not too muscular. androgynous, just the way she likes it

hair: black, shoulder-length curls, has a routine but doesn't always stick to it, shag cut.

eyes: brown (almost black regularly, in direct sunlight golden-brown)

piercings: both lobes & their septum.

tattoos: just one - the name of the band's first album down his right forearm. 

PERSONALITY

+ bubbly, creative, loyal, fun-loving, spontaneous

- reckless, overindulgent, inattentive, disorganized, gossipy 

aesthetics: thrifted   vintage   clothes,   especially   from   the   1970s   //   calluses   on   your   fingertips   from   years   of   playing   bass   //   a   case   with   stickers   plastered   all   over   it,   one   from   each   stop   on   your   tour   //   shared   looks   across   a   recording   studio // sitting outside in the summer // smoking on a fire escape // a bedroom filled with plants // ice cream sundaes melting in the summer sun

PEOPLE TO KNOW (NPCs unless otherwise noted)

nora walsh (andō), teacher mother

makoto andō, professor of ancient history father 

muses 2q, 2r, 2t, 2u, 2v - bandmates (player characters)

SKILLS, HOBBIES, MISC INFO

hobbies ;; journaling (both bullet journals and regular old journaling), taking care of her plants, thrifting, doodling, sidewalk chalk.

likes ;; music (making & listening to), cuddling, modeling, summertime, wintertime, pastries, doritos, ramune soda, flowers, collecting shiny things (they will pick up a bottle cap from the pavement if it catches their eye), playing to sold out crowds, film cameras.

dislikes ;; tension within the band, flying on planes, keeping secrets, feeling like days are being wasted, waking up any later than 8 am.

style ;; loose, flowy, gender ambiguous. thrifts most of her clothes, loves to stick with a 70s aesthetic, makes sure the bands' styling team knows this.

ABOUT

born definitely somewhere ! AGAIN I AM LEAVING THIS IN YALLS HANDS DECIDE WHERE THIS BAND IS FROM achilles was a fun loving kid, very much one with nature, loved to be barefoot, climb trees, go swimming in lakes/ponds/the ocean?.

she was quick to make friends in school, and could easily slot himself in with any friend group he wanted to, but her closest friends had always been muses 2t-2v.

picked up music from an early age - his mother had been a violinist in college, and his father played the flute for years. bass wasn't his first instrument, but it was always their favorite. he feels like he's irreplaceable to the band, at this point, despite the common stereotypes that the bassist is always the easiest one to find another of. she's got a loud personality on stage that shines through while she works.

when they were asked to join lorem ipsum, obviously, they said yes. the opportunity to go on tours, see new cities, write music with their friends - who didn't want to be in a band? they started out in their hometown, and then the band moved to new york three years ago, taking off since then.

they're happy. that's what matters. achilles could think of nothing better than living and working with her best friends in the world, making music that he's proud of, despite recent... tension.

[themovieblogonline]

Blood for Dust Review: An Action-Packed Crime Thriller

Blood for Dust plunges into the grim underbelly of illegal arms dealing, setting its scene amidst the tension and volatility that defines the lives of those ensnared in such a world. Directed by Rod Blackhurst and penned by David Ebeltoft, the film crafts a narrative brimming with suspense, violence, and fleeting moments of camaraderie, stitched together in a gritty fabric characteristic of action crime thrillers. With a notable ensemble cast led by Scoot McNairy, Kit Harington, and Josh Lucas, it teases the potential for an explosive cinematic experience. However, it somewhat falters, hovering in the gray zone where its aspirations and actual deliverance diverge. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BprYI4GUrI0 At the heart of Blood for Dust is the ill-fated partnership between Cliff (McNairy) and Ricky (Harington), with McNairy offering a compelling portrayal of a desperate everyman ensnared in an escalating crisis. His descent from a struggling traveling salesman to a beleaguered criminal is palpable, drawing empathy from the audience with his beleaguered resilience. In contrast, Harington's Ricky is a whirlwind of charisma and unpredictability, embodying the recklessness and flair of someone who's thrived in the perilous balance of gun-running. Josh Lucas's cartel boss, John, completes this trio with a chilling performance that exudes menace and control. This is a stark contrast to the chaos Ricky represents. However, where Blood for Dust promises a nuanced dive into its character's psyches, it somewhat stumbles. Ricky's motivations and the transformation of Cliff are often overshadowed by the film's relentless pacing. The script also occasionally leans more towards spectacle than substance. The action sequences themselves, while undeniably thrilling and well-orchestrated, occasionally veer into the realm of excess. This sacrifices the film’s potential for a more grounded and haunting examination of its themes. The directors' penchant for style is evident; there’s a certain aesthetic pleasure in the way violence is choreographed and executed. The stylistic prowess overshadows the narrative's need for quieter moments. The film's cinematography captures the tri-state area's diverse landscapes in a hauntingly beautiful manner. The serene vistas contrast with Cliff and Ricky's chaos, amplifying their tragedy. Supporting performances, notably from Nora Zehetner and Ethan Suplee, provide layers to a story that, at its core, revolves around broken individuals striving for redemption or ruination. Zehetner's Amy offers a glimpse into the personal stakes, grounding the larger-than-life chaos in the painfully human. Similarly, Suplee's Slim delivers a memorably gritty performance, adding a necessary dose of humanity to the narrative. Despite its strengths, Blood for Dust doesn't entirely escape the pitfalls of genre conventions. At times, it slips into predictable plot turns and character arcs. The struggle for originality is palpable, but action thriller clichés catch it. The film almost says something profound but holds back, prioritizing spectacle over depth. The film's attempt to critique the very cycle of violence it depicts can feel undercut by its own glorification of these elements. The ending, in particular, might leave audiences divided. While aiming for a cathartic climax, it might instead prompt reflection on whether the journey justified its conclusion. Overall: Blood for Dust delivers the adrenaline and visual flair expected of the genre. Strong performances from its lead actors bolster it. Yet, it ultimately feels like a missed opportunity to delve deeper into the emotional and psychological landscapes of its characters. As it stands, it's a commendable effort that captivates and entertains but stops short of leaving a lasting imprint. Whether Whether Blood for Dust is remembered as thrilling or a missed chance is to be seen. It achieves moments of brilliance but also falls prey to the shadows of its own ambition. Read the full article

[amidst-wonderland]

nae clue if i'm just shouting into the void at this point because official peaky content has dried up and i took such a long hiatus during series six (completely my own fault) but, i've been having so much fun writing for nora again that i've been toying around with some ideas and i'd love to get some general feedback, which i know is a hard ask on tumblr these days.

pretty much all of these aren't canon compliant, but they do follow the overall plot just not the same story beats.

honestly, with the three pb ideas i am considering leaving gina out of them - depends on how busy they get because ultimately the kids, michael, polly and thomas are at the core of nora's story.

seanmhair | series five!

alec's wife is on the school run whilst nora is out with her sister. they return to the taylor's inn (now owned and run by the mcleod's) to find the shelby's have made camp devising on what to do about jimmy mccavern in alliance with alec and the norman conks - a razor gang his father had a hand in starting as a boy. upon arrival, george spots a familiar face in polly gray.

i've thought a bit about this and i think i'm gonna keep the kids with nora, the threat of the church taking them from her is still there but they're able to stay out of sight by living above taylor's inn and don't get me wrong, the folk around the mcleod's are suspicious of their unit, but not enough to do anything about it.

the gray area | series five! (teaser below)

“nora” alec breathlessly warned, handling the squirming six-year-old in his arms as he struggles to wrap the blond in his sister’s larger coat in an attempt to keep the heat in but alas he wanted nothing but his mum who seemed to be more entranced by the two blokes about fifty yards from them. one laying lifeless on the floor, and the other hovering over the well-dressed body.

    you can see it in her eyes – the pain; the grief and sheer rage – she was ready to pounce, to do so regardless of a present audience. yet, there was no point. the deed was done, and the man was dead. they saved her son and that’s all that mattered.

    alec couldn’t understand why the ginger wouldn’t leave it to rest as she continued to grip the lowered revolver.

     “mummy!” george cries, continuing to fight off his uncle.

     “hen, jist– take the wean. wull ye?”

nora turns to them both, her bloodshot eyes beginning to soften at her shivering boy who’d almost fallen to his death into the cold depths of the river clyde below.

the bell tolls for thee | seriessix!

i haven't written it, but i bet you can all take a wicked-wango guess about what moment in the finale this is set.

slight general tangent | seriesfive! + seriessix!

before i go onto something unrelated, i really want to write something with alfie in it, as i know for a fact he'd be quite amused by nora's presence, very much pissing off her in-law.

speaking of which, thomas and nora have a changed relationship in the final two series. he's now indifferent towards her, as apposed to seeing some teenager who is stuck thorn in his empires side. she's now an unwilling associate due to his (and hers to an extent) severed partnership with michael.

they still don't particuarly like each-other but their interactions are less inherently antagonistic because there's nothing to gain anymore.

also, for anyone gives a shit - i've finally picked a face-claim for nora, young emily browning. think like twenty-eleven's sleeping beauty (just with a fringe, green eyes and dark ginger hair but the aesthetic is there). it is funny though because i always pegged malina weissman as teenage rosie and both of them played violet baudelaire.

excalibur | black sails + hetalia (...kind of)

honestly, i'm having so much fun writing this and i genuinely believed the best description i've ever written was the one for 'failing means yer playin' but this, this is good

arthur didn’t miss the burning fire she once held, her sharp tongue ready to jump down any man’s throat who dared cross her. the lingering fear that the siren would once return, dissipated as the girl before him looked nothing more than a rung-out princess than a sorceress of the sea. she betrayed their home, their crown, and his trust. all for a rag-tag group of belligerent criminals who would soon be shipped home to hang.

[carstairstuff]

—hush hush headers.

like or credits on twitter @sethcvpella

[goldoradove]

“Hold my hand and we're halfway there.”

[inspo]

[godzilla-reads]

“Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it's a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it's a way of making contact with someone else's imagination after a day that's all too real.”

Nora Ephron

[wyrmeleon]

Two moodboards for Dorian Gray

(All images found on Pinterest. I’m you want the source for a specific image, please ask!)

[ghostboyjules]

about me

omg tagged first by @mathomhouse-e and then right as I was abt to post this @wordsinhaled tagged me too!! so delighted and honored to be in this wonderful group of mutuals, y'all make my heart warm 💖🥰

Nickname: Jules, I guess, counts? other than that I don't really have a current one... @weirdfishy has been calling me ghostie tho, which I absolutely adore 🥺💕

Sign: Aquarius Sun, Aries Moon, Gemini Rising (Cap Mercury, and if y'all wanna talk astrology my dm's are always open lmaaoo)

Height: 5'7 or 5'8 on a good day (a.k.a when my sciatica isn't elbow dropping me to death)

Last thing I googled: "piercing places" and before that, "images of a shrimp" which I'm including because I thought that was very funny

Song stuck in my head: surprisingly I don't have one up there right now?? well.. I guess kinda,, but it's like a mix of a couple. All Up In Your Mind by Beyoncé, Genghis Khan by Miike Snow, Go Your Own Way by Fleetwood Mac, and In a Week by Hozier.. weird combo of songs but they're kinda cycling through my brain like a weird spirit box-esque radio station

Number of followers: 713 (😳, most of these are like, weird bots or deactivated blogs but still woah..)

Amount of sleep: hmm generally I get anywhere from 3-7 hrs, but as of right this moment (10:38pm) I've had 4hrs 36mins of Actual Sleep (from last night to when I woke up for work this morning) and then a 2 hr nap (before I started dinner this evening)

Dream job: Archivist of Some Sort™ in the Library of Congress,,, with a specialty in Thanatology?? I don't really know the specifics yet but something along those lines ig, if at all possible

Wearing: ..... a gray Cowboy Garfield t-shirt with the phrase "when I die I may not go to heaven. I don't know if they let cowboys in." and black underwear (THESE ARE MY PAJAMAS, OKAY? had to include the undies so you would get the Look™, I can't just say I'm wearing a t-shirt and leave it at that obvi... ajdjakfkg)

Movies/books that summarize you: my brain can't decide which way it wants to take this, so I'm just gonna answer with the Books/movies that I feel has shaped who I am as a person, currently. LOTR & the Hobbit trilogies, The Raven Cycle series by Maggie Stiefvater, the Conjuring (only the first one 🔪), Spirited Away, and The Labyrinth. OH SHIT almost forgot, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children.

Favorite song: this changes daily 😐 rn tho I think probably Blood Upon the Snow by Hozier and Bear McCreary

Favorite instrument: Pipe Organ, Cello, Bass Clarinet, and the voice

Aesthetic: uh... weird goth gay uncle who is lazy and also a witch? is that anything?

Favorite authors: oof alright, well. Maggie Stiefvater, Neil Gaiman, Nora Sakavic, Gege Akutami, Lemony Snicket (Daniel Handler), and a handful of Fanfic Authors that I won't list here because I'm terrified of forgetting someone, but know that I am absolutely counting them and will forever remember their names

Random fun fact: I really love playing guitar hero games but I've never once really tried to learn how to play the guitar

thanks again for tagging me, you two 🥺🥰🥰 y'all have already tagged a lot of the peeps I would have tagged in fandom (so if I tag you again, my bad beloved homies just ignore me lmao), but let's see here... @weirdfishy, @watermelon-mafia, @rabooots, @aquilathefighter, @leave-me-alone-doctor, @eel-divinity, @an-asuryampasya, @pacospandora, @rainbowvamp, @runningheadless, and @howlittleweare <3 WHEW no obligation to do this at all obvi, but if you don't, this is just a reminder that ily 😘 if you do tho, I also love you 💖 okay g'night, loves

[maxiemumdamage]

Why I expected Nora to become the Winter Maiden:

(I’m sorry for how long this is. I went off and it got really long, but I don’t know how to add a “Read More.”)

In Norse Mythology, Freya is the leader of the Valkyries. Frigga is Thor’s mother. Fria likely alludes to both; the logical conclusion is that she has some connection to the character based on Thor. Incidentally, the character based on Thor’s last name is Valkyrie. Nothing is ever by coincidence in RWBY...

And in RWBY Chibi, Nora mentions her grandma, who is “scary strong.” Chibi foreshadows quite a lot in the series proper: Penny’s resurrection, the Volume 6 finale, Cinder’s fate at Haven, Neo’s return and redesign. There were no other cases of introduction of new characters in Chibi, but Nora namedropped someone in Season 1. That can’t be meaningless.

Nora’s new outfit, unlike her previous ones, prominently features a lot of blue, white and gray; all of which are colors typically associated with winter. The outfit itself is very reminiscent of Mantle fashions; specifically, those of the Happy Huntresses. I doubt this was a purely aesthetic choice.

Nora has always been the one advocating for Mantle. She tries to advocate for better conditions, asks Ironwood to help them, and stops him from declaring Martial law. It doesn’t make sense to have Nora almost exclusively be the only one really sticking up for Mantle, unless...

Nora is from Mantle. Samantha Ireland, Nora’s VA, confirmed we will learn more about her character this Volume. It makes sense to be doing that in her home town. It also makes sense for her backstory to be accompanied by more intense development; Nora’s character has been somewhat static up until now.

In addition to aesthetic and character, there has been a great deal of minor foreshadowing for Nora to be the Winter Maiden. She has been referenced as “lightning” in the last two intros. The effects around her eyes in the “thunder thighs” gag (which references the same skit where Nora mentions her grandma,) has lightning affects around Nora’s eyes... which look and awful lot like the maiden fire effects. Nora is the only member of the main cast whose eye color has been changed, and that change made her look even more maiden coded. Finally, her personality does somewhat match that of an original Maiden; Summer. While this is less concrete, it’s not irrelevant. Nora is maiden coded more than any other candidate.

Cinder says Ironwood has been “hiding the Winter Maiden for years.” That leaves plenty of time for Nora to have lost contact with her grandma before losing her parents and winding up in Mistral. The timeline absolutely works.

While I do think Winter is trying to be a good person, and do not think she is an antagonistic character, she is still ultimately ill-suited for Maidenhood...

For one, she views being the Winter Maiden as “a chance to do some real good for Atlas. For Remnant.” That is her order of priorities. The Maidens are each tied to a Relic, and thereby a kingdom, but are not meant to serve them. Amber was doing what the Maidens are supposed to. She traveled the Kingdoms, doing all she could to aid others with her powers. This is why the Maidens were created in the first place. To help others in any way they could...

Which is exactly what Nora (along with the rest of the main cast,) has been doing. She wanted to spare others the suffering she and Ren experienced, so Nora dedicated her life to being a Huntress, to helping others no matter what.

...Whereas Winter really only joined the military to escape her father. Being the Winter Maiden wasn’t her idea or her choice, despite what she’s told herself. Winter isn’t just unfit to be a Maiden; it’s an unhealthy choice for her.

Or, to summarize:

Nora clearly has a connection to Fria, who is likely her grandmother

Nora is heavily implied to be from Mantle

There has been a lot of symbolism and foreshadowing to suggest she will become the Winter Maiden.

Winter is very ill-suited to be a Maiden, while Nora would be an excellent fit for the role.

I will accept my status as a prophet is this happens, or as a fool if it doesn’t.

In no way related, but imagine Nora using Maiden powers to electrocute herself until she’s powerful enough to crush someone. It’s too good of an opportunity to waste.

[mrsluthordanvers]

This may seem like a really random question but has writing and reading femslash helped you come into your sexual and/or gender identities? I've been in the Supergirl fandom and other primarily f/f fandoms for quite some time and this is something that I've been wondering about recently.

Yes!!

This got really long, and really rambly, and probably tells more about my experience with fandom then you needed to know to answer this question. But here it is lol

I grew up in a relatively conservative and catholic family with limited access to media both bc of this and bc my family was low income. I remember as a little kid we only had a couple channels and when we did get cable when I was older, my parents would stop pay for it during summer months because they wanted us to go outside.

The only gay media I remember ever seeing growing up in my parents house was Imagine Me & You. I caught it once on TV and I have vivid memories of realizing what I was watching and sitting on the edge of the couch paranoid that my parents would come downstairs and catch me watching it. I remember setting up the remote so that when I hit the quick back button it would take me back to some cartoon channel. And glee. Which I was surprisingly actually allowed to watch. I was always waiting for it to get turned off but it never was.

Both my parents were very big on encouraging reading. When we asked for books, it was almost the only time I don’t remember being told no. I remember I spent tons of time in libraries as a kid and it was one of the only places I was allowed to go after school by myself when I was in junior high. And I loved to write, my mom was always asking her to tell me stories and I was always writing in journals.

Basically what I’m saying is that I really did Not have exposure to the gay community. And looking back it seems really natural that I started reading and writing femslash.

It took me a long time to get into though, and to seek out. Instead I was sneaking Nora Roberts books out of the library at grade 7 because they had sex in them. Sex, I thought, that was safe/healthy/whatever because these were the books my sister was reading. Plus my mom said they were too mature for me, and what’s a better motivator then being told no. I didn’t find famslash until very late into high school bc it never even occur to me that I could be reading cheesy romances that were f/f instead.

My first experience actually reading femslash was Rizzles fics on ff.net. I honestly have no idea how I found it bc at the time I couldn’t have told you what fandom was, or that tumblr existed. The only thing I remember knowing about fanfic was that if you said you read fanfic people assumed you were reading about weird sex about characters and would laugh at you. Honestly I might have only found fanfics bc glee was really big at the same time and I was probably hearing people talk about ships and fanfic even if I don’t remember it now. Either way I found it lol. And I read A Lot of rizzoli and isles fics.

And it helped. Towards the end of high school was when it really started to dawn on me that I might like girls and I didn’t have words for it, I didn’t know there was a community, and there certainly wasn’t people I was willing to ask.

Reading femslash was like opening a door. Suddenly I was being introduced to the same kind of cheesy romance writing I was already reading. I was being introduced to the idea of two women going on dates. Having healthy relationships. Having unhealthy relationships. Soft sex. Rough sex. Falling in love. Getting married. Having kids. And it really started to solidify that I liked women.

Up until that point the idea of being gay scared the fuck out of me bc what I knew was so limited, to me being gay = being alone. It meant I wasn’t allowed to have any of those things and I really resisted that.

Reading femslash was a big part of changing that perspective. It made me comfortable enough to tell a girl at 19 I had a crush on her. It helped me feel like it was okay to tell people I wasn’t straight when I went to university. It prompted me to search out more gay media when I went to university. I started to watch glee again. I watched DEBS, and Imagine Me and You, and Saving Face, and Gray Matters, and Bloomington, and Kissing Jessica Stein, and Loving Annabelle. Basically I went through the LGBT section of Netflix in a year. 

A friend introduced me to tumblr and told me there was a big gay community. I followed some cool people and aesthetic blogs but honestly I still wasn’t quite finding it.

Then I watched The 100 while it was in season 2 in my last year of university. Completely unaware of Clarke and Lexa. I became obsessed lol. They kissed on screen and it was like a switch went off. I don’t know why it was that show instead of anything else I had been watching that spurred me on. But it did. I started looking up accounts on tumblr and following people and reading so so so much fanfic. I had started to find that vast community on tumblr my friend mentioned and started sending people asks and saw people actually answering asks, and posting their art and their writing. It encouraged me to try writing again, and ask a couple people if they would read stuff I posted.

And then supergirl came out and I was soooo excited for it that I started to try mimicking accounts I saw in the clexa fandom. I figured out how to make gifsets, and I liveblogged, and my friend told me to make a side fandom blog or she’d unfollow me lmao. Which I also didn’t know people did. I started this blog just before season 2 happened and it made for the perfect storm. I already had a small following, I was making content (even if it wasn’t great), and Lena got introduced. And suddenly I REALLY discovered how vast the gay community is bc it was suddenly knocking at my door. It was also a big BIG learning curve.

I was reading people’s fanfics and looking at their fanart. I was seeing depictions of different sexualities. And how two characters can be interpreted in such vastly different ways. I was being shown perspectives I hadn’t seen before, some that made me stop and go. Oh. It helped me identify my first label, and then also taught me labels can change, and mine did. I wasn’t just reading fics about two women in a relationship, I was opening fics and seeing me. I saw a piece of fanart of Butch Kara and thought, she looks like me. And then I started to see people writing about butch Kara and commenting about butch Kara and it wasn’t just, she looks like me. It became she looks like me, and that is desirable. And that gave me confidence. I stopped shaving, my wardrobe has started to change, I started buying things I wanted to wear not that I thought I should wear. I learned I wanted people to see me and think I was handsome or attractive before they thought I pretty or cute lol

Writing femslash has a different kind of self reflection. I like to think I have started to notice when I project things on to characters, and think about why those things are important to me. Or why I get defensive over certain headcanons. All things that have made me step back and look at my own sexuality and gender identity. Which honestly I’m still figuring out and is still changing, but I’ve learned that’s okay too (fanfic has also normalized that for me lol)

Art is meant to make you feel things, think about things. I don’t think fanfic or fanart is any different. Sometimes it is just meant to make you feel you horny and sometimes it makes you reflect on whether or not you might be butch. Personally I think it’s very cool that it’s so powerful

[that-one-bi-wizard]

Chapter 2 of my OC fic is up! Here’s the link to it on ao3 if you wanna read it there!

CH 2:

He was done.

Alan had finally finished them. He stared down at his three creations and smiled.

They came out better than he expected. They looked like… well, teenagers. It’s just as his boss had wanted.

The first one to be completed was Yakko’s replacement.

Rather than the simple outfit the oldest Warner was known for, this kid had been completely changed. Alan wanted him to be able to appeal to a teen audience, so he gave him a more punk aesthetic and aged him up two years.

He wore a purple leather jacket with a lavender long-sleeve shirt underneath. He had gray jeans that were torn at the knees as well. His ears were pierced too with two earrings on each of his long ears.

The second one was Wakko’s replacement. Alan aged him up as well to be fifteen. He decided to completely do a one eighty with this one. Wakko’s was the hardest to do with his personality being a complete wacky mess, so Alan took that out and made him a bit more refined. He also made him the tallest of the three because he felt that it fit his personality more.

This one wore a red vest with a white button up underneath and beige khakis.

Finally, there was Dot’s replacement. She was pretty easy to do.

Alan kept all her cute traits, but made her more tomboyish and aged her up to be thirteen. She wore blue overalls and a light green t-shirt. She wore earrings like the first one except she only wore one on each ear.

It wasn’t long before the animator got them animated and talking.

Thankfully, they all seemed pretty tranquil compared to their predecessors. They didn’t talk too much either.

Well, except for the oldest, but that was to be expected. He was loosely based on the Warner that yaks.

He sat the three toons down on his couch, so he could explain how their meeting with Nora would go.

“Alright,” he finally said, standing in front of them, “tomorrow is a big day for all of us. I just want to prepare you all-”

“You finally gonna cut that man ponytail of yours?” The oldest asked with a smirk.

The taller one snickered.

“W-what? No…” Alan reached back and ran his hand through his hair self-consciously. “I meant-”

“Don’t be mean, Zach,” the young girl said.

Zach, the oldest, looked down at her. He rolled his eyes. “What? That’s what we were all thinking, right?” He nudged his brother.

The other tried to keep a straight face. “No,” he lied.

Alan sighed, ignoring the last comment. “Look, I need you three to take this seriously. Tomorrow we’re meeting up with Ms. Norita, the CEO of Warner Brothers studios. I need her to find you three likeable enough to land you a show. I also need you three to be on your best behavior, okay?”

“‘Course we will,” Zach stated. “We’re little angel’s, aren’t we sibs?” He put an arm around his sister. “Button here is probably the best behaved we got.”

Button tensed up a little and pushed a stand of hair from her face. “Uh… mhm.” She nodded shyly.

Zach crossed his legs and leaned back on the couch. “Besides, I think we’re pretty likable little bastards.”

The tall one who was sitting on the end of the couch perked up his ears. “Who are you calling a bastard, you idiot?”

“It was a joke, Jack. Relax,” Zach told him.

“It’s Jackson,” the other corrected.

Alan rubbed his temples. “I’m being serious! You three need to get it together and act normal!”

Button tilted her head. “But we are normal, aren’t we Papa?”

Alan froze.

He wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that.

He shook his head. “D-don’t call me that.” He gave an audible sigh. “I- I mean, just try to act as though you’re not cartoon characters. I just want you all to stay quiet while I do the talking. That’s it.”

The three of them looked at each other.

Zach looked up at Alan. “So, what’s in it for us if we do this, Pops?”

“Stop that,” Alan said. “I’m not your dad. I just made you to—”

“So should we call you mum then?” Jackson asked jokingly.

The other two laughed.

“Stop it!” Alan snapped. “I’m being serious here!”

The three of them stared up at him. The oldest still had a smile on his face. Alan leaned in closer to him.

“Okay Mr. Funny Guy,” he said, “you think this is some kind of joke?”

He looked down at his fingernails as though they were far more interesting than what the older man had to say. “I mean, with that look on your face, I’d say so.”

Alan shook his head. “Oh, I bet you’ll be laughing when they lock you three in the water tower for sixty years, won’t you?”

The animator had an idea. He just had to give them a little scare to set these kids straight.

Zach looked up, but Button was the one to speak. “The… the what?” She asked in a soft voice.

“The Warner Brothers water tower,” Alan explained. “That’s where they trapped your predecessors. After they acted out of line, that’s where they were stuck.”

Button brought her knees closer to her and hugged them. “Th-that can’t be true. They were just kids, w-weren’t they?”

“Yup. Younger than you three even. The executives don’t care. They’ll get rid of you at the drop of a hat and leave you for dead if any of you step out of line.”

Button circle closer to Zach, who put an arm around her.

Jackson spoke up this time. “That… They won’t do that to us… will they? I mean, we haven’t done anything yet.” He crossed his arms tightly around his chest.

Alan gave them an exaggerated shrug. “I wouldn’t put it past them.” He looked at the oldest. “So, is it still funny to you?”

A dog-like whimper escaped the teen. “Uh, not when you put it like that… sir.”

“Good. So, you’ll be good tomorrow?”

The three of them nodded quickly.

“Excellent! It’ll all be fine as long as you three do as you're told.”

-

“Alright Harris, you better have something good for me.”

Nora sat at her desk and gave him an intense stare. She had her hands clasped together and firmly in front of her on the desk. She was prepared for whatever Alan had to present for better or worse. Hopefully, for his sake, it was for the better.

Alan straightened his tie and smoothed his unkempt hair back. He took in a deep breath and smiled.

Dear god, he hoped these kids were going to be good enough. He was really scared of losing his job over this. Or worse… he couldn’t think of what could be worse in that moment, but there was probably something worse that could happen!

He was sweating like crazy. His hands were damp as he clasped them together.

Come on Al, he told himself, they’re great. You got this.

He cleared his throat.

“I-I do, Ms. Norita! There were a few inconveniences, a-and it took a lot of work to get them right, but-”

“Just get on with it, Harris,” she said sternly, checking her watch. “I have other meetings, you know.”

“Yes!” He blurted out. He cleared his throat again. “Uh, yes. Now, let me introduce you to my new Animaniacs. They’re just out here.”

He opened the door and motioned for his toons to enter the office.

Zach, Jackson, and Button entered the room. They stood up with their backs straight, trying to look as best they could.

Nora pushed up her glasses and stared skeptically. They certainly were… something.

The drastically different designs intrigued the CEO though. She was curious to see where this was going.

Alan stepped behind them and smiled nervously.

“Now, they aren’t exactly the Warners siblings,” he explained. “When making them, I kind of intended to separate them from their successors.” He cleared his throat nervously. “S-So, they’re more like replacements than actual reboots of the characters-”

“I don’t care,” Nora interrupted. “Just tell me about their personalities. Are they going to appeal to our modern audience?”

“I hope so,” Alan muttered to himself.

“What was that?”

“I-I said I’m sure of it!”

“That’s a lot of stuttering for someone so sure,” Zach commented. He covered his mouth immediately.

Alan gave him a look.

Nora raised an eyebrow. “And who are you?” She asked.

Zach glanced up at Alan quickly. “Uh…”

He gave him a nod to answer.

“Zachery, Zach for short. I’m the oldest sibling,” he said, taking a few steps forward.

Nora looked him up and down. “Interesting…” She stood up and walked around her desk to him. “Tell me a bit about yourself, kid.”

“I’m… I guess I’m the leader. And I follow orders pretty well too. I’m pretty smart and… yeah…” He put his hands in his pockets and kicked the ground softly.

“Hobbies?”

“Lady, I was literally born yesterday. What the hell do you want from me?” He told her.

Dammit Zach, Alan thought.

She put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips. “What about your siblings?”

Zach took one hand out of his pocket and pointed to his sister. “That’s Button. She’s the cute one.” He pointed to Jackson. “And that’s my younger brother, Jack. He’s more of the quiet one. Got a bit of a temper too.”

“Do not!” Jackson exclaimed. “And it’s Jackson!”

“Pl-please stop,” Button said softly.

The CEO held up a hand to silence everyone. “I think I’ve seen enough.”

Everyone went silent. All eyes were on her.

She brought out her cell phone and dialed a few things. She looked through a few things and finally looked up.

“I think they’ll do nicely.”

Alan’s eyes widened. “W-wait, you mean it?”

“I don’t play games, Harris,” she said. “According to statistics, teenagers and young adults are into the whole relatability aspect of characters, and the sibling bickering and sarcastic nature is just what we need. The emo look is in too.” She pulled on Zach’s left ear and released it. “With a few good writers and a bit of acting, these three can make us a quick buck.”

She pressed a few more things on her phone. “I’ll order a pilot episode,” she continued. “We’ll get a few test screenings and have a script ready to go by… as soon as next month!”

“S-so we’re not getting locked in the water tower?” Button spoke up.

Nora shook her head. “Wha— No, of course not! You three are going to bring in some good money. As long as you don’t cause chaos like the Warners, you three should be fine.”

The three of them loosened up.

Zach sighed. He turned to his siblings. Button ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him. He ran a hand through her hair and pulled her close.

Jackson had a smile on his face. He turned to Alan. “We did it Pa!” Jackson stopped. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Alan put an arm around him. “You know what? I don’t mind right now.” He was too relieved to care what they called him.

He was just glad he’d get to keep his job.

And the kids were glad they weren't going to be shut inside a water tower for sixty years.

Still, for one of them, it lingered in the back of his mind.He was scared of what would become of them if this pilot didn’t do well.

And rightfully so.

[themovieblogonline]

Blood for Dust Review: An Action-Packed Crime Thriller

Blood for Dust plunges into the grim underbelly of illegal arms dealing, setting its scene amidst the tension and volatility that defines the lives of those ensnared in such a world. Directed by Rod Blackhurst and penned by David Ebeltoft, the film crafts a narrative brimming with suspense, violence, and fleeting moments of camaraderie, stitched together in a gritty fabric characteristic of action crime thrillers. With a notable ensemble cast led by Scoot McNairy, Kit Harington, and Josh Lucas, it teases the potential for an explosive cinematic experience. However, it somewhat falters, hovering in the gray zone where its aspirations and actual deliverance diverge. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BprYI4GUrI0 At the heart of Blood for Dust is the ill-fated partnership between Cliff (McNairy) and Ricky (Harington), with McNairy offering a compelling portrayal of a desperate everyman ensnared in an escalating crisis. His descent from a struggling traveling salesman to a beleaguered criminal is palpable, drawing empathy from the audience with his beleaguered resilience. In contrast, Harington's Ricky is a whirlwind of charisma and unpredictability, embodying the recklessness and flair of someone who's thrived in the perilous balance of gun-running. Josh Lucas's cartel boss, John, completes this trio with a chilling performance that exudes menace and control. This is a stark contrast to the chaos Ricky represents. However, where Blood for Dust promises a nuanced dive into its character's psyches, it somewhat stumbles. Ricky's motivations and the transformation of Cliff are often overshadowed by the film's relentless pacing. The script also occasionally leans more towards spectacle than substance. The action sequences themselves, while undeniably thrilling and well-orchestrated, occasionally veer into the realm of excess. This sacrifices the film’s potential for a more grounded and haunting examination of its themes. The directors' penchant for style is evident; there’s a certain aesthetic pleasure in the way violence is choreographed and executed. The stylistic prowess overshadows the narrative's need for quieter moments. The film's cinematography captures the tri-state area's diverse landscapes in a hauntingly beautiful manner. The serene vistas contrast with Cliff and Ricky's chaos, amplifying their tragedy. Supporting performances, notably from Nora Zehetner and Ethan Suplee, provide layers to a story that, at its core, revolves around broken individuals striving for redemption or ruination. Zehetner's Amy offers a glimpse into the personal stakes, grounding the larger-than-life chaos in the painfully human. Similarly, Suplee's Slim delivers a memorably gritty performance, adding a necessary dose of humanity to the narrative. Despite its strengths, Blood for Dust doesn't entirely escape the pitfalls of genre conventions. At times, it slips into predictable plot turns and character arcs. The struggle for originality is palpable, but action thriller clichés catch it. The film almost says something profound but holds back, prioritizing spectacle over depth. The film's attempt to critique the very cycle of violence it depicts can feel undercut by its own glorification of these elements. The ending, in particular, might leave audiences divided. While aiming for a cathartic climax, it might instead prompt reflection on whether the journey justified its conclusion. Overall: Blood for Dust delivers the adrenaline and visual flair expected of the genre. Strong performances from its lead actors bolster it. Yet, it ultimately feels like a missed opportunity to delve deeper into the emotional and psychological landscapes of its characters. As it stands, it's a commendable effort that captivates and entertains but stops short of leaving a lasting imprint. Whether Whether Blood for Dust is remembered as thrilling or a missed chance is to be seen. It achieves moments of brilliance but also falls prey to the shadows of its own ambition. Read the full article

[thorne93]

The Softest Fire (Part 11)

Prompt: Rosaline Vaughan had it all: fame, money, power, glory, a high status job. Until, one day, she woke up, and realized something was missing from her life.

Word Count: 2433

Warnings: Fight, violence, anger, manipulation, angst, talk of killing

Notes: First Fantastic Beast fic! I could NOT have done this at all without @arrow-guy​​​​. They have created a counterpart to this fic, writing it from Nora Vaughan’s perspective (Rosaline’s cousin/adopted sister). Fic aesthetic done by @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo​​​​.

“Do you really mean it?” I gushed, sitting next to him in the parlor. 

“I do, my darling.”

He was grinning at me, a ring box displayed between two hands, with the most stunning and clear diamond I’d ever seen. 

“This is too much,” I lightly objected. 

“For everything you’ve done for me, the moon itself would be understated.” He leaned forward and kissed me quickly. “So, what do you say? Will you marry me?” 

I nodded fervently, smiling ear to ear. “Yes.” 

He slipped the ring on my finger before pulling me into an embrace and kissing me again. Joy overtook me. Since finding out I loved Newt, this was all I had wanted. A soul, a partner to share my life with, and Gellert was giving that to me. He trusted me, let me make decisions, I was his partner, not his assistant. What riches he got, he shared with me. He didn’t fear me, yet he knew my full value, my full potential. 

To be loved, finally, by someone I loved felt…. Good. To no longer be chained by the yearn for a man’s love that would never come, I finally felt free. I didn’t know this is what I had been missing my whole life. This feeling of being complete.  

“How was your meeting with Hellerfoot and Croitusus?” he wondered casually, leaning towards his tea cup.

“Good. They’re on our side,” I assured. I had met with some of the final members of the Ministry today to try and secure their allegiance to seek out a new Minister. 

“You are working wonders,” he complimented. 

“Thank you,” I replied, grinning at him. 

He glanced at the clock on the mantle. “Oh! I must be off. I’m meeting someone.”

“Of course, dear,” I said, standing to see him off. He nodded at me, before giving me a wink, and in two seconds, he apparated out of there. I went to find Vinda to chat for a bit. 

It was much later that evening when Gellert showed up for dinner. I excused myself to freshen up, leaving him with Vinda.

I was barely out the door when I heard her say, “Yes, but why must you marry her?” 

“You forget how powerful she is. That’s why I have that spell working on her twenty-four-seven. If she were even to suspect for a moment she isn’t on our side or in love with me, then I would hate to think of what could happen. She rejected the fire in Paris, even though Queenie told me later she had no intent of letting me leave there alive. If she realizes what spell she is under….  She is a much more useful tool our side, than not. Against us, she could destroy us.” 

“Yes, I know, but why marriage? She’s already under your every whim…” 

“To show loyalty, unity, solidarity. The bond of matrimony is sacred, I want to remind people where their bonds and ties lie,” he remarked. 

I walked away, still effortlessly happy, even though something deep within me stirred, and it felt unpleasant. I crushed the feeling with a smile and continued down the hallway. 

---------------------------------------

“Gellert?” I said as we lied beneath the covers. 

“Hmm?” he hummed. 

“I’m curious.”

“That’s new,” he commented with a laugh. 

I smiled at the sound, wanting to make the sound again, but more serious matters were on my mind. “What made you want to start this revolution?” 

“You know that, darling. I don’t want to hide any more.”

I nodded. “I know that. But… something must have made you decide you wanted to change that. I changed my mind about becoming a Minister when I felt I wasn’t doing all that I could in this world. Did something like that happen for you? Did a muggle make you feel bad for your power or…?” 

He turned and kissed my head before throwing over the covers and getting out of bed to get dressed. “That’s enough for today, dove.” 

I leaned up on my elbow, my golden hair falling around me, the brown and red covers a stark contrast to my cream skin. “But you haven’t answered my question,” I slightly whined, pouting. 

“Why don’t we talk later? We both have a busy day ahead of us.” He had just gotten his pants on, his shirt open wide before he leaned down for another kiss. “Hmm?” 

I sighed. “As you wish.” 

“That’s my girl.” 

I begrudgingly got out of our large four poster bed and put on my own outfit and got ready for the day. It took a bit to brush out my hair to get it presentable for the public. There was a meeting of the closest followers, to discuss the next step in Gellert’s strategy. He had something he had to attend to though, so he left it to me. It would be the first time I conducted one of these meetings, but I was confident I could do it. It would be no different than the meetings or campaigns I had to host while at the Ministry.

“I will see you later tonight, alright? Tell me how the meeting goes, my dear.”

“Yes, my love.” 

He apparated away and I sucked in a breath before apparating myself to the hideaway the meeting was being held at. Vinda was standing outside the large doors to a conference room. 

“You ready for this?” she asked curiously, eyeing me. 

I nodded, one eyebrow raised. She bowed slightly and we opened the doors to behold around thirty members. 

“Good morning everyone. Thank you all for being here,” I greeted, walking in towards the head of the table. 

“Where is Grindelwald?” Credence asked. I’d seen him a handful of times around the castle but he and I never interacted other than acknowledging each other’s existence. 

“He’s indisposed at the moment,” I answered. “I’m here, speaking on his behalf.”

“And who gave you the authority?” he challenged from where he sat. 

“Gellert did,” I coolly answered. “Now, if that will be all--”

“I’m not sure it will be. I don’t see why we should listen to you. Who knows if you share the same vision?” 

Murmurs of agreement flowed throughout the crowd. My eyes slowly scanned the people who joined us.  

“Yeah!” a man said, standing up a few chairs down from you. “I want Grindelwald here.”

“You heard him, Rosaline. The people want Grindelwald--” Credence leaned forward, his elbows on the table as he smirked “--not his whore.”

My eyes flashed before I drew my wand faster than he could blink. “Incarcerous.” Ropes from thin air wrapped around Credence’s body. A few ropes entangled his torso and legs, and finally his neck. He fell to the floor, writing, barely gasping for air. Those around the table watched on in nervous glances. 

“Gellert Grindelwald and I share the same vision and same beliefs. I will uphold any decision he has made and speak on his behalf. If you don’t like it, Credence, you’re free to leave and free to tell Gellert how you defied me. I’m sure with how busy he is, he’ll be pleased to know you didn’t want to be a part of his important meeting.” 

I released the spell and Credence was gasping for air again, glaring at me. 

“Now, is everyone satisfied that I’m here for Gellert?” I questioned, my eyes going around the room. 

Everyone nodded. 

“Alright, now, who has the last number of those who have converted?” 

“Me,” a young man in a gray suit said. He looked like someone who worked on Wall Street. “Uh, we’re up to 324 who have pledged their allegiance.”

“Which pure blood families do we still need to get? Have the Malfoy’s given their stance yet?” 

Another man spoke up. “No, but we are working on it.”

“Work harder, they have money and influence,” I ordered. “Alright, does anyone have this week’s figures?” 

A third man came up, I believe I’d met him before as his name was Randall. “Right here, ma’am. Here’s what we made and here’s what we need to be bringing in.” 

I nodded and the rest of the meeting went off without a hitch. Vinda and I went back to the castle where she and I made a light dinner then sat drinking tea before Gellert walked into the dining room.

“Hello, Grindelwald,” Vinda said. 

“Hi,” he responded abruptly before turning to me.

“Oh, hello, darling,” I greeted, sitting my cup down and jumping up to embrace him. 

He stopped me though when he asked, “Did you attack Credence today?” 

I frowned. “I wouldn’t say I attacked him.”

“Rosaline!” he snapped. “Don’t lie to me. Did you attack him?”

“He provoked me! He called me your whore. He was insinuating I was unfit to lead the meeting.” 

Gellert took his hand and drug it down his face as he shook his head. “My dove… You can’t do things like that.”

“Why not? I needed to put him in his place.” 

Gellert clenched his jaw. “We do not do that, we do not attack our kind. Our comrades.” 

“Who even told you I did it?” 

“The entire following is talking of it. I can not have you behave this way, Rosaline. Too much is at stake. If you can’t control yourself…” He took a deep breath. “I will remove you from the rest of the meetings. Do you understand?” 

I looked up at him with pain in my eyes. “Yes.” 

“Good. Now, I need to reassure everyone that my betrothed isn’t insane. So if you’ll excuse me…” 

He left the dining room and I glanced to Vinda. “He did this,” I growled.

“Who? Credence?”

“Of course Credence. Who else?” 

I began to walk out and Vinda stood, following me. 

“Rosaline, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” 

“Who does he think he is?” I asked, ignoring her remark.

“Grindelwald is already upset,” she continued, jogging to keep up with me storming the ornate halls. 

“Let him be. I had every right to bind Credence this morning.”

“Whether you did or didn't isn’t the question,” she stressed, making me stop in the hall to face her as she grabbed above my elbow. “Grindelwald loves you, but he won’t let you ruin everything he’s worked for. Don’t make him any more furious by attacking Credence again.”

“He needs to figure out where his loyalties lie,” I responded, about to wrench out of her grasp.

“Whose?” a sudden voice asked in the dark hallway. 

My head snapped to the direction. “You!” I accused, turning to walk towards him. He stayed upright and confident even as I approached, my finger in his face. “Had to run and tell Gellert you couldn’t handle yourself at today’s meeting, hmm?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about but if you’re referring to the uncalled for attack, then I hope he punishes you greatly.

“Rosaline, let’s leave!” Vinda encouraged from behind me. 

“Not until this weak excuse for a wizard apologizes to me,” I replied venomously, staring him down. 

“I think you should listen to Vinda, Rosaline. I wouldn’t want to hurt you.” 

My eyes narrowed as I got even closer, his breath was hot on my face. 

“You don’t possess the power to even dream of hurting me,” I challenged. 

“You take the first shot,” Credence offered. “Go on. I’ll let you have the first one for free.” 

I reached for my wand, ready to lay Credence flat on his back before I stopped. Vinda was right, Gellert didn’t want this. I took a deep breath and left my wand in my pocket. 

“Looks like you got away unscathed this time.”

“I’m glad I can spare you,” he replied. “I wouldn’t want to see Grindelwald hurt.” He smirked and turned to walk away and Vinda grabbed my arms in response.

“Leave it, leave it,” she coaxed, getting me to calm down. 

I took another deep breath and followed her back to our wing of the castle, getting ready for bed, awaiting Gellert. 

----------------------

The door opened and entered a weary looking Gellert. He glanced to the bed, where I was sitting up.

“Oh, you’re still up.”

“Yes,” I said softly, a trill of hope and worry in my voice. Worried that I had somehow upset him again.

“I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“You didn’t. You aren’t…” 

He nodded slowly. “Ah, good.” With that, he walked over to his side of the bed and sat on the edge, pulling his boots off. He stood, to begin disrobing.

“May we talk?” I requested gently.

“About what?” he responded equally kind. 

“This morning… I wanted to know why you started the revolution. You said we would talk tonight.”

“Rosaline,” he sighed, irritation in his voice. “It’s late.”

“I know but just a few words on why--”

“No, Rosaline! Not after what you did today.” He spun and faced me, his face a calm rage. “I don’t particularly feel like talking anymore. I have talked till I’m blue in the face to try and correct your mistakes. You do not deserve your answer, not tonight. I’m still nearly furious with you for attacking Credence.”

I shrunk away from him, looking at my hands in my lap. 

“I’m sorry. I--I thought I was doing what you would want, what you would do. Credence was being so unkind. I don’t like being called your whore…. Is that all I am? Is that why you’re angry with me for retaliating?” 

He sighed, this time sorrow filled his voice as he crawled across the bed and put a hand on my cheek. I leaned into it, cherishing the feeling. “No, my jewel. You are not my whore. You’re my betrothed. What Credence said was wrong. However, if we can not show unity in our own ranks, how can we convince anyone to join us?” he asked, peering at me. “He should not have called you that, but you shouldn’t have spelled a fellow member of the ranks. Hmm?”

I nodded. “Yes, you’re right. I’m sorry. I will apologize to Credence tomorrow.” 

With a smile and shake of his head, he said, “Only if you truly want to, my dear. I’m sorry for getting upset with you, and I’m sorry for Credence’s words. I will speak with him and he will know that you and I are a team and he should never challenge it again.”

I beamed with pride. “Thank you, my darling.”

“Promise me you’ll keep your temper in check?” he requested lightly. 

“I promise.” 

“Good girl.” With that, he kissed me, pushing me back against the pillow.

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