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punkpandapatrixk · 28 days ago

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Full Pink Moon in Libra ♦︎ Moon Magick Pick A Card

The first FM of the aenergetic year 2025, Full Pink Moon, was in Libra on the 13/14 April🩰Have you guys been feeling/receiving a crazy surge of energy to... socialise... somewhat?🎭If you haven't, I'm sure you will eventually—this FM in Libra seems to have a long effect in rerouting our subconscious to 'find our people' in the world this year🌷The feeling of wanting to 'connect and click' with someone special—not always in a romantic sense, but just in a human sense🦔

The FM aenergy itself, up until the next New Moon in Taurus, is here to help us release some fears, possibly traumas, pertaining to 'past mistakes' in communications📞We're being assisted in releasing even some form of 'hatred' pertaining to human interactions; releasing shame and/or the fear of awkwardness, embracing the idea of reconnecting with society through brand-new eyes of compassion and understanding for all the complexities that come with being Human🤹

Compassion and understanding for others, but of course, for oneself, too🍵

Human interactions get weird, people can get weird, but ultimately, authenticity and vulnerability save our hearts from the ache of rejection🍍Many of you tuning into this PAC have been good in isolation. You've healed your heart, focused your mind, balanced your hormones and reset your nervous system🧘🏻‍♀️It's been a while; it's time to get back out there and... socialise... babyyhhh~ One step at a time is OK, too! Just breatheeee~

'Maybe you don't need more time to heal. Maybe you need more experiences that can show your nervous system a different Reality.' — some dude on Twitter

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gnosis: Are We Entering a New Romantic Era? | Kate Alexandra

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Pile 1 – Climbing Up All the Way to the Stars

s e e d s – 6 of Cups Rx

I feel like you've been betrayed and abandoned by those who should've been there to protect you, support you. This could indeed be a 'family' or some really close friends whom you trusted, a little too much, not to break your heart. But at some point in Life, the Universe showed you their true colours—just some fact that these types of people couldn't come with you to your Destination. And then suddenly, you had to fight for your life or your place in the world, all, by, yourself.

You didn't have anybody to turn to. The only people you could think of weren't emotionally or spiritually available to you. Many of you tuning into this probably faced some great difficulties in your finances, or that you somehow 'fell from grace' in whatever capacity that resonates with your society. From normal heights, you fell deep into the abyss, and you meditated and asked the Universe for guidance, and now...

s p r i n g – King of Swords

After so freaking many years that could've felt like forever, your prayers are being answered, and you can see it all manifest—pop! pop! pop!—in your physical Reality. It took such a long time because it was mandatory that you learnt to maintain your own spiritual aenergy, so as not to experience leakage when you're at the top. What we call 'higher heights' in society, unfortunately, are places so poor in spiritual cleanliness—do you even realise that?

That's why you couldn't be 'successful' on the fast track. The fast track was always invested with spiritual parasites. God, the Universe, your Higher Self and team of Spirit Guides wanted to make sure you understand the complex relation between 'wealth and success' and 'spiritual integrity'. You're one of the new leaders of the New World. The 'fall from grace' was just part of your lore-building.

b l o s s o m – 5 of Wands

And now, behold! You're stronger emotionally, psychologically, physically and everythingally. You're ready to mingle, even at the risk of meeting strange people. You have the capacity to navigate social quirks and challenges. You're about to be shocked by the Universe because here's a secret VIP elevator just for you to reach heights you'd never imagined before. I mean, yeah sure you fantasised, but the Reality of what's about to hit you can be far more exciting than what you've been dreaming of~

At this point, the whole world is your runway. All kinds of scenario could happen here, but whatever it is, you're the awesome main character. You're ready to shine and charm the living shit out of people. Pssst...still, keep your plans all to yourself and don't share any progress/good news with anybody just yet! Your manifestations are still soft as a quiche. Later when it gets as tough as a baguette, that's when you can plot your revenge. Stab them with those baguettes, babyyh~!

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Pile 2 – Reconnecting, Offline~!

s e e d s – 8 of Wands Rx

Yaaa, you've been deep in isolation for how long, my dear? If this is your main pile, it could be that you've only had interactions online or with fictional characters in media or celebrities in your head, yeah? Seems like there haven't been many reasons for you to go out and meet people in real life. Some of you tuning into this could've been through some deep resting season due to heavy depression. Well, depression is literally just deep-rest-station huehue...

The Universe guided you towards isolation so that you had a chance to clear up your brains from the noises of society. A small number of you tuning into this could identify as a hikikomori? You probably shunned real-life human interactions because you got tired of people being mean to each other—to you probably. You didn't do anything wrong. The quiet was necessary. Being alone was imperative. Being highly sensitive, you needed to rediscover your core and then ground yourself in it, before you could return to being part of the social network again~

s p r i n g – Queen of Cups Rx

Interestingly, I do feel that when you reconnect with society, this will gradually manifest on the physical sphere. So it could be that you're connecting with new people online, and the VIBE is right, and you proceed to meet in real life. You could be making new friends with similar hobbies and interests as you; and this could be highly rewarding ^.^v Although you still must exercise caution when meeting new people in real life, OK? You never know...!

Meanwhile, some of you might simply be relocating to a new place that will allow you to make new friends, or it could be that you decide to travel somewhere, for whatever reason, and there you miraculously encounter very interesting, unusual people, and then you decide to exchange numbers or socials. Whoa, these types of scenarios are highly suggested for y'all right now, Pile 2~

b l o s s o m – 6 of Pentacles

You'll be meeting new people the good ol' way LOL I had a thought recently, if someone ain't at school or have an office job, how in the world did people meet new people back when social media or dating apps weren't a thing? Yo, I can't seem to remember? At then I realised... People went out, duh. People actually went out and when it felt appropriate (hopefully) they actually struck up a conversation with strangers. Whoa... Unthinkable—almost—in today's paradigm...

So, go out there and read your books in the open XD If you're wealthy, go do some charity work. Go out to specific places where you can bond over similar interests with the people there. Stuff like that. With your current level of vibrations, you're already a magnet for positive experiences and people who are similar to yourself. Let your intuition guide you, babe~<3 Be safe out there~!

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Pile 3 – Literally Choosing Who to Play and Who to Love

s e e d s – 5 of Pentacles Rx

Literally, whatever suffering and/or struggles you've overcome have gotten your Soul elevated to such a high degree you almost can't relate to the rest of the experiences of being Human. To begin with, a large portion of you tuning into this probably identify as neurodivergent or nonbinary, too. There's quite nothing 'normal' or 'typical' about you, and trying to understand what it means to be a normal person in society has gotten your heart broken more times than you care to admit.

Thing is, there's a bit of a catch-22 here. Though you're elevated and/or 'woke', if you don't actually make an effort to re-connect with the 'normal human experience', you could potentially turn into something of a tone-deaf spiritualist or activist. These types of people are so desperate to be understood for all their unique struggles that they forget to be understanding as to why others may still struggle to understand them... yeah...

s p r i n g – 9 of Pentacles Rx

In this paradigm, I see your Spirit Guides guiding you back from the potentiality of developing a 'holier than thou' mindset. They're not saying you're a bad person to begin with—they're saying that they understand your heartache has gotten you almost bitter and jaded, and they don't want that to continue to get nourishment from you. Because after all, genuinely kind and understanding people really do be existing out there, and they'd like you to rediscover for yourself!

So don't be too much alone. Don't be too much afraid of getting rejected or disappointed. The key is, go out there and talk to people, just with less seriousness and/or sincerity lmao Take it easy. The moment you detect someone who doesn't align with your values, leave them at peace with their own paradigm and you move on to the next best possible encounter, if and when the differences are irreconcilable. Otherwise, you could try to have casual friendships, right?

b l o s s o m – 3 of Pentacles Rx

At your current level of vibrations, you're literally not abiding by society's expectations anymore and that's perfectly juicy. At this point, your spiritual prowess has enabled you to go and manifest things and people in your world by your very own definitions of what you deserve and don't. In that sense, you've become a transcended being but that's precisely why your Spirit Guides want you to make a 'choice' when it comes to re-entertaining society.

Can you play a villain at times? Can you play a punisher sometimes? A judge? An angel or saviour at other? If and when it feels right, you decide what to play as; you decide who to play and who to love in this complex game of social interactions. That's the level of clarity you've arrived at, at this point in your spiritual evolution. At the end of the day, these words are just some guidance and/or tips and tricks from your Spirit Guides, but ultimately what to do is purely your choice—since there's not a major arcana here LOL

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alphajocklover · 1 year ago

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hey there. I—-iiii—-I’m sorry, I’m a lil a little ner nervous here. I have this uh, like, um, shy. Uh. Shy persona. Im a nerdyaverage gay dude. And I wanna be able to talk in front of like um crowds. Actually I um, had something in mind. I wanna become a big, jacked jock straight comedian. Telling hilarious and sometimes cringe and crude jokes. Getting egged on by my maybe like um, frat bros or something to tell like obnoxious straight dude joke or something. Yeah. Like super douchebag funny guy muscle straight bro who is the life of the party. Young and dumb dude. Is there anything you have that could make this a reality?

It’s nice to meet you Mike! You don’t mind if I call you Mike do you? I know it’s not your name, but I don’t love using real names in my work… also, if I do this right your name could actually be Mike soon. I think that’s a good name for a straight douchebag comedian. It’s kind of a pun actually, a play on open Mike. You could call yourself Mike Dick. Get it, cause it sounds like ‘my dick’? Not funny huh? I’ll admit I’m not the best at this, but you’re the one who wants to be a comedian, not me. And I’m going to tell you how. You need to do what everyone who has stage fright needs to do. You need to get up on that stage… and just start talking.

I bet you're probably very confused right now. I know that the very idea of talking in front of people fills you with dread, and you came to me so you could get that confidence, not some cheesy advice. But I swear to you that I’m not just giving you empty platitudes. When you get up on the stage, in that spotlight, everything will be ok. Not because you believe in yourself, but because that spotlight is being powered by a very special battery. You might remember my supernova transformations, from my earliest stories. You might also remember that I was able to take some of the energy from it using a special solar panel and put it in a battery. While it turns out that if you use that battery to power a light source… It has an interesting effect. Any guy caught in its rays has they’re wish granted, while also being turned into a jock.when I discovered this I thought maybe I had finally found out how InstaJock works, but the transformation isn’t instant, and I’m not sure if you could get that energy to travel through an app or anything, so it’s probably something else.

Anyways, head on up! At first you’ll be your regular, shy and geeky self, but as you bask in the spotlight and start to open up, you’ll slowly change. Your muscles will slowly grow, your body and face becoming more chiseled, and your sense of humor will slowly become more… raunchy. Thoughtful comedy will slowly turn into cheap punchlines about ‘stupid queers’ and crude stories about ‘crazy bitches with huge tits’. Your audience might not like your new style, but a confident stud like you doesn’t care about what losers like that think, and you’ll be certain to get a following of beefy straight douchebags in no time. Especially if you turn that spotlight on the audience. Have fun, and try to use that spotlight responsibly. The battery won’t last forever, and I’m not going to give you a second one.

#muscle growth tf #muscle tf #jock tf #jock transformation #jockification #nerd to jock #supernova tf #kind of #gay to straight

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hibiscusseaart · 7 months ago

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ok so i have some Tobirama thoughts cuz i watch Naruto rn and over analyzing everything

but whatever i need this character study to get my characterisation of him straight.

So basically I just thinking over what an ass Tobirama is towards the Uchiha clan

and a disclaimer: i love Tobirama he's my fav, I just want to understand him better and PLEASE share your own opinions too! i feel like im making a whole paper on him or smth

Tobirama was basically "I separated Uchiha in their own compound from the main cast of the village and ordered them to make a police force (and everyone knows how people "love" cops, especially in military settlement) not because I hate them. They're just dangerous and prone to mental instability (thinking of Madara much? Dude if ppl feel love intensely, and you don't, it fucking doesn't mean they're mentally ill). But I know some good Uchiha (Kagami who was under his command?? and Itachi who massacred the whole clan for the village????) so I don't hate Uchiha."

Like okay, he doesn't hate hate them, but he IS prejudged af. As much as I like to read stories where he isn't like this and kinda more forgiving, in canon he is an ass.

And honestly it makes sense for Tobirama to be like that (I'm not defending him, I'm just trying to lay his thought process down). Like he fought with Uchiha for most of his life and he doesn't have pink glasses on his nose like Hashirama. He knows they're dangerous and he learned to mistrust them since they're enemy.

And he has his own theories about Sharingan, but basically he thinks that bitches are so sensitive, they can't handle a little hurt and loss.

I honestly think that he's wrong, like I think Sharingan awakens by high levels of stress (maybe cortisol levels shoot up suddenly?) Tobirama is only one man who tried to understand that and he barely interreacted with Uchiha personally.

Ok i just found this but bitch really came up with this theory based on rumors. Dude, please stop spreading misinformation.

Though we don't know their medical progress at this point, so maybe he really didn't know? Like he didn't have enough medical knowledge to get this theory straight. He has his special interest in making jutsu and you don't need to know people well enough. You just need to know how to kill them effectively.

Also, dude, if you (or maybe Senju in general) don't react as strong as the Uchiha, it doesn't mean they're mentally ill or cursed.

Oh and Tobirama thinks he's done GOOD for Uchiha. I mean his brother thinks it's slight for the Uchiha to get separated, living near prison and being avoided by village since they're the police force, but for Tobirama it's a job well done cuz it helped the village. He's a practical man who doesn't even think about feelings like that.

I think with Konoha he kinda played the game like SimSity but IRL. Optimised and used the resources he had to do the best working village. You don't think about sims' feelings when you make them pay higher taxes or make them live near dumpster just cuz you think it's okay and they will manage, right?

Before it was his brother to care for this kind of stuff. But then he died (how the fuck btw? I hc it was a disease but damn in some timelines he died when he was like 42 but damn WHAT could've killed The God of Shinobi) and Tobirama stayed alone. I assume his family wasn't much help and they had a 1st war near, so Tobirama had to work fast and efficient.

just a funny strip "You don't know him like I do"

I think Tobirama was also offended at Madara since he tried to destroy the village he put a lot of work into (lets be real, Tobirama doing most of administrative work is basically canon, not a headcanon, it sits way too right)

Plus I think Tobirama like many people was impressed + scared of Madara. Like he's crazy strong and ofc you're afraid, I get it. But Madara is an exception, not the rule. He's just a freak of nature + I think being Indra reincarnation had its influence too. It's not the whole Uchiha clan, but Tobirama judges them like he'd judge Madara.

Maybe he's a bit paranoid. Understandable since being a ninja and it's what keeps you alive, but this lack of trust really showed through all of the history between Tobirama and Uchiha clan.

Okay maybe hc territory, but I think Tobirama doesn't get emotions much in general. He's very autistic coded and, being on the spectrum myself, I can get where he's coming from. I trained my empathy cuz not having one is considered wrong. Tobirama probably didn't cuz no one told him to or he didn't consume this type of content in his childhood (i trained myself by cartoons lol). He cares, but he doesn't get feelings and makes these kinds of theories, based on rumors (damn dude fact check please).

Maybe since he doesn't get emotions much he's used to depend on other people in this regard? Like people start saying these rumors and he watches himself and is like "Yeah that seems possible" especially since Madara got his big drama time about Izuna. He has big feelings = has strong Sharingan. It is plausible.

I dont think Tobirama wanted to check it for sure, since 1) WHO will let the White demon near their precious eyes to help him understand how they work; 2) it's not his point of interest. he had village to run, jutsu to make, kids to teach. the bitch was busy and it's only 24 h/day

so yeah Tobirama had his reasons but he's an ass lol. like dude did start this chain of Uchiha slander and then when they were massacred he was like "Oh boohoo they self destructed what a pity" DUDE 😭

#im trying to understand Tobirama's mind since im writing him and he's a complex character!#if you have other thoughts or im wrong with facts pls tell me #tobirama senju #naruto founders #naruto

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yawn-junn · 2 years ago

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☆When Your On Your Period☆

☆Special Thanks Too: Riize

☆Note: no one asked for this but I need comfort for mine rn so like...idk lmfao enjoy sometimes I worry that people don't actually like my content lmfaoo numbers are toxic y'all

☆TW: mentions of blood : cramps : stains on clothes and bed sheets : embarrassment :

☆Taglist: @eumppappasgrippers @mxlly143

10-5-23

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Wonbin woke up before you, as a usual part of his mornings when your there he tends to watch you sleep this time however when you rolled over he noticed a small pool of blood on your pants and the bed he picked you up and took you to the bathroom ridding the blood covered pants and putting them in the washer before coming back running a bath for you before waking you up once he got you cozy in the bath he rushed to get new bed sheets and wash the other ones before you could see if you were still in the tub when he came back he'd sit on the floor next to the tub and keep you company

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A small gasp came from behind you "are you ok Yn?" sohee asked "yeah why wouldn't I be" you giggled trying to understand what this dude was on about "your bleeding on your butt" he said pointing to it your eyes winded before you rushed to the bathroom "Sohee" you stuck your head out the door "gimme one of your pants" you said not waiting for a response before shutting the door after a minute Sohee put two and two together making sure your extra comfy when you come back

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Lowkey has mom vibes like idk if I said it before but this dude would look up cookie recipes for you like imagine --"Yn honey are you ok?" He asked from outside the door "I'll go make something for you come sit in the living room"-- if it's that time of month goes above and beyond for your comfort if you eat a lot during this he will scold you and have you walk it off once your finished with your moon cycle

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You and Sungchan were taking a daily nap much to your request when he noticed a small thing of red from underneath you apoun further inspection he noticed it was blood quickly waking you up "Yn go to the bathroom and change I have a thing of pads under my sink for you" he said shaking you awake changing the bedding while you were gone once you came back he made sure to cuddle you and for comfort you if you were embarrassed by it

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Oh my gosh he's so boyfriend anyway you and seunghan decided to have a sleep over it was a rare time where the two of you had an off week together and mother nature ruined it for you "well anyway-" you tried to finish your sentence when suddenly you started crying panic set in Seunghan as he tried to tend to you "I just love you so much" you sobbed snuggling into his neck "you panicked me" he spoke softly rubbing your back suddenly you roughly pushed him away "I'm hungry" you said before storming off starring at the wall in confusion he realized it must be that time he rushed off the couch to quickly check if you have any pads or tampons

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You and Eunseok were cuddling on the couch watching movies and eating together when you suddenly jumped up and ran to the toilet "did the fast food effect her that much-" he whispered to himself before setting his food on the coffee table making his way to the bathroom door "you ok?" He asked "are the stores still open" you groaned in pain "yeah they are why-" he asked in confusion and worry "ok I need you to pick me up some pads if you can" you said hunching over in pain "oh yeah for sure" he spoke before rushing out the door

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"Um....Yn" Anton softly spoke from behind you quickly taking his jacket off before wrapping it around your waist "here I'll walk you to the bathroom I brought extra pants for you just in case something like this happened" he whispered in your ear making sure only you heard "your a life saver Anton" you spoke taking the new pants from him

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bomberqueen17 · 22 days ago

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smorkles

So anyway. I don't remember when I last posted about anything and I'm not going to go look it up.

I don't start back at the farm until May 13th. My cabin has no electricity currently but there is apparently a trench being dug, and it will contain both a real electrical line (not a duct-taped extension cord!) and a water line??? of some kind??? with actual potable water??? sounds fake but ok.

but I am going to, not quite the farm, this week, leaving tomorrow. And i am going to stay with my middle-little sister. Because her housemate moved out, and her house needs some renovations, and now she's thinking she needs to sell that house and downsize to a smaller one, and that's all fine but like the main thing she needs to do is to get rid of like 3/4 of the objects she owns, and i say this from a place of I also have to get rid of like 3/4 of the objects I own and I dont' know how to do it or how to make her do it either and hate the entire concept of the process. But hey. There it is.

I am bringing her a kitchen table and a whole-ass tree that was rescued from dude's work office but is too tall for our ceilings. she has higher ceilings. we'll see how this goes.

i feel like i should be sort of retrospecting on what i did this off-season. right? like my life is in two annual chunks: farm work season, and not farm work season. Farm work season is usually April-ish through the beginning of December. And then since the beginning of December I've been doing Not Farm Work and I have no idea if I've achieved any of those goals. Did I set goals? IDK.

I did want to get my ADHD shit sorted out. So I started seeing a therapist. And she's admitted she's like, for short-term stuff, and needs to get me passed along to more of a specialist type person maybe. IDK. I've been told to form habits, told to buy a notebook to turn my life around with, and in other doses been fed things that i have largely seen before because i have been living like this for like, 40 years.

anyway. and also i tried all the basic meds, everything's "here try this and see what it does" dosages have given me negative side effects and no good effects, so if I want to continue trying to medicate myself I need to actually have a psychiatrist who I can ask questions of and get a response faster than two weeks. (That's how long it took to hear back on whether I could stop taking atomoxetine when it started giving me really bad anhedonia. Thankfully i had already figured that out on my own twelve days before, because i could not have lived like that for those twelve additional days, it was really bad. also he was like "and discontinue wellbutrin" my friend i discontinued wellbutrin in 2014 so i'm not sure who this was addressed to.)

but. yesterday's conversation, the therapist was going on about different things-- I had been given a rundown by a friend about the different types of behavioral therapy that existed, and how some of those might be more useful in trying to make concrete improvements in one's life, and my person was like "the thing is most of those are just fancy names for stuff you've largely already encountered so there is not going to be a magic technique that fixes you" and it's like

the thing is when have i ever said "find magic technique/drug that fixes me" is a therapy goal? That's not my goal. My goal is explicitly "figure out better coping mechanisms than what I have because brute-forcing normality for as long as I can and then feeling real shitty when I can't anymore isn't very sustainable", and no, I don't think that ACT or DBT is going to magically fix me, but if I can find more tools through a coordinated approach, wouldn't that be good?

What i can say is that so far using a lot of CBT-lite language and making lists has actually given me a borderline-pathological avoidance of my Special Notebook, in which i can no longer write but i do still carry it everywhere like a talisman (it's very useful. not), so I'm writing essays on discarded envelopes because I can't even use The Good Scrap Paper for this, when I tell you I've scarred myself trying to figure out how to make a fucking to-do list I'm not exaggerating.

So I have an essay written on an envelope from which i'm trying to extract, like, a thematic through-line to guide me in what to do next, and then a bunch of witterings in a discord convo, and I wrote a list of things I want to bring, and I did go move some furniture just now so I can get that table out of my house at some point.

Anyway, though, mid-conversation, the therapist was like, "have you ever heard of smorkles?" and i was like "i'm -- what? smorkles?" and she was excited and was like "oh this one will be so good for you!" and i was like "Sporkles? Smorkles? I'm not sure i"m hearing you, can you spell that" and she proceeded to spell out the word "smart" which

yes I do know about SMART goals actually, they are a management technique from the 80s that my dude uses extensively in his job as a staff engineer (which is like management but not quite) in his very corporate job at a very large software company, and he had laid out the criteria for me very earnestly once on a walk. so i do in fact know about them but not how to really apply that to my own life, and would need to figure out how to break that down, and i need a lot more steps than 'find a pen' and 'buy The Notebook That's Gonna Turn Your Life Around' to make that work.

but anyway.

i've decided now that smorkles are my new technique. and yes also smart goals but I think I'm going to call it "smorkles" because then I can make memes about my commitment to smorkle motion etc.

i need to figure out what SMORKLE is an anagram for. er, not anagram. the other thing.

#about the author #smorkle motion #adhd stuff #life updates

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eddiernunson · 2 years ago

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Take it Slow | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader | 18+

Blurb from my long form Eddie x Fem!Reader story Trapped (go check it out if you're in the mood for a long read)

This is just the smut. There is some missing in-story context that wasn't necessary to the smut...and a bit of fluff but anywho. so that's what [...] means.

Warnings: public grinding, (not public sex), teasing, a slow bj, slut shaming, dirty talk, a bit use of y/n, aftercare, oral (both), lap dance...I think that's it

I'm actually quite proud of this part. It takes place after they just get together and but don't have any time to spend over the week with one another so they just get revved up.

Word Count: 4.9 k

You finally reach the hellfire table, all members looking up at you as you approach, Eddie with a wild look in his eye. “Uh, hello,” You greet, gulping.

“Hi, sweetheart,” Eddie gets up, walking around his bandmembers. “Come on over.” He grabs your hand, yanking you to where he was sat. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, is the only thing on your mind.

Jared is looking at Eddie bewildered, seeing a new side of Eddie Munson he’s never seen before. “So, this the girl you were telling us about, Ed?”

As you’re sat on his lap, you glance at him, your eyes wide in surprise. “You told them about me?”

Mike looks around him, bewildered. “Am I the only one that didn’t know about these two? I mean I knew she liked him but I didn’t know they got together.”

“That’s cause the only thing you’re interested in right now is El,” You comment, Nancy’s complaints fresh on your mind. “on the phone, for hours.”

Dustin glances looks to him, shocked. As his friends are judging him with wide smiles, you grab a slice of melon, tossing it into your mouth, amused. Eddie pulls you tighter into his arms, proud. “Dude, hours?” Dustin asks, his brows raised to his curls. “C’mon.”

Mike’s nose is scrunched up, his brows knitted together. “There’s no way she could know that! She’s lying.”

You smile evilly, glancing at Nancy who is at your normal table sat next to Robin. “I mean, I’ve watched my fair share of movie marathons in your basement, Wheeler. You don’t think we see that the line is busy for 120 consecutive minutes?”

The table breaks into laughter, and your stomach finally calms down. Gareth starts bringing up an idea for the newest campaign for Lucas’ character, a joke character he and Dustin invented on the phone with Will one night. As the conversation continues and you can’t contribute, you settle into his lap.

Eddie doesn’t talk much, not nearly as much as he would’ve liked to. Your skirt is short enough to the point where it barely covers your ass, therefore your pretty pink panties poking out and almost nothing between your hot cunt and his jeans.

You notice his lack of participation eventually, leaning back to where your back against his chest, your mouth against his ear. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

Nothing was wrong. Especially now, where your ass is at an angle where it can finally run against the hard-on he was nursing. “Nothing, sweetheart. Just enjoying my time with you.”

As soon as you leaned back, you felt Eddie’s hard cock against your ass, realizing why he was so uncharacteristically quiet. You pretended not to notice. Just enjoying my time with you, my ass, you thought. Much to his dismay, you stay quiet too, pretending to adjust yourself by wiggling on him, leaning forward to grab your juice, licking your lips as you glance back to tell him something, you really rub the salt in his wound.

“Eddie, you okay?” Dustin asks, naïve and unassuming. He had just noticed Eddie wasn’t saying much.

“Of course! Sore hip from rehearsing so much lately, is all.” Eddie explains grimacing while he rubs his hip for special effect.

Gareth laughs audibly, a little too loud. “Sure, Eddie. You’re sore from rehearsing so much. Mhm.” Josh gives Gareth a fist bump, and suddenly you wonder if Eddie has told anything to his friends like you had to yours. Was Eddie ok if you did? Were you ok if he did?

Eddie hasn’t, not exactly open about his love life when he realized some of his own friends had the wrong idea about him. He shrugged at Gareth, pretending not to know what he was talking about. He didn’t sway them either way, [...erased some unnecessary backstory from story...it got long.]

When you sat forward in his lap, chewing on some fruit while listening intently as Dustin started explaining their campaign, you started subtly wiggled your ass, pulling Eddie out of his downward spiral, remembering how just hard he was.

As you wiggled you could feel his cock start to get harder, and you could feel how wet you were. If you weren’t careful, you would be leaving a very wet stain on his jeans. I should stop, you realized, Eddie leaning back and staring at the ceiling for strength. You hopped to one leg, throwing your leg so you were sitting bridal style.

“You stopped.” He states, his brown eyes staring into yours.

“Yeah well the next step was a little too much for the public eye.” You said, staring at into his eyes, them pulling you like a gravity. Next thing you knew, you were kissing him, your mouth feeling electric against his. He inserted his tongue into your mouth, silk against your own as he had complete control over you. Eddie’s arm wrapped around your waist, you feeling his strong arm hold you.

Far off, somewhere in the distance you hear Lucas say, “Okay, we get it. You like each other chill out.”

The arm around you lifts flipping them off, and you remember something you pictured very clearly last week in a dark atmosphere. There you were, picturing kissing him on his lap at lunch as he told you he wants to show off the person he’s dating.

Here he was showing, you off, one of his hands framing your face and you melted. One of his friends come up to you, you hear “Get a room” and Eddie swats them off, not giving a shit.

Eddie finally pulls away from you, lips shiny and your core aching from the lack of attention. Your thighs clench together, a dead giveaway to Eddie that you are wanting it just as much as he is and pulling away was the right thing to do. “You okay, princess?”

You stare back at him, eyelids half open. “Yeah,” you reply, your voice giving away just how smitten you were with him. “I will need convincing to go to math, though.”

Eddie laughs, tightening his arms around you as he wraps you into a hug. “Hey, uh, guys.” Dustin says. You both separate, looking at him expectantly. “You’re adorable and all, but, I’m getting sick from looking at ya.”

“Seriously, what did you do to him?” Mike asks, mourning the loss of the terribly cool dude he worshipped. (Truth is that version of Eddie was just a very edited version of a person Eddie chose to show.) “He’s whipped, now.”

You glare at Mike, your nostrils flared. “Two hours, Mike! Don’t even start with me Mr. I can’t wait to hold your hand again.” Eddie chuckles under you, hiding his amusement in your shoulder.

[...]

Eddie finally opened his trailer door with a large smack, him grinning manically. “So do you-“ Well, Eddie was about to ask you if you wanted something to eat, but you couldn’t even wait that long. You practically jump into him, planting your lips onto his, sliding his tongue onto yours. “Holy shit,” Eddie gasps between kisses.

“Shut up,” you mutter, wanting to make good use of his tongue. “Just kiss me.”

Eddie laughs into your mouth, all giggles and smiles. He follows your request wordlessly, opening his mouth wider. As you continue to kiss, wet, and slick, a certain buzz went through you, tingling from your core up to your chest, causing you to forget how to breathe. You let go of his lips, gasping for air. “Remember to breathe, baby, breathe,” Eddie chuckles, rasping into your mouth.

“Your lips taste too good to remember to breathe, Ed,” you say, just higher than a whisper.

He rasps back, “You’re so eager, sweetheart.”

As you’ve been kissing, Eddie has been moving you both slowly, unsure of where you were headed. He had his room in mind initially, but somehow ended up in the kitchen. Your feet hit the floor of the tiles, the transition of carpet to smooth titles startling you. You feel Eddie’s smile turn up wider, chuckling at the way you let out a surprised gasp when your feet hit the tiles. It was only two more steps before you bump into the counter. As soon as Eddie feels your torso bump into the bottom cupboards, his hands make their way to your hips, lifting you effortlessly onto the granite.

The feeling of the hard countertop hits your ass, your legs wrapping around Eddie’s waist without any hesitation. “What are you wanting, princess?” Eddie asks, moving his lips to your jaw, his tongue feeling like heaven tingling your throat.

“I just want you,” you answer honestly. You couldn’t necessarily remember wanting Eddie in any specific ways, you just wanted him.

Eddie tightens his grip on your hips, causing you to hiss. “Princess,” he says, sounding sterner. “What the fuck would you like me to do to you.”

You grasp at his face, putting his lips back to yours. “I really want us to take it slow.” You admit softly. “I loved this morning but it went by too quickly, happened too fast.”

He smiled at your admission, one hand raising to your hair. “Oh we can do that.”

You continue kissing him, tilting your head when required and doing your best to copy what he’s doing. After a bit, you couldn’t tell how long, he slips his strong arms under your ass, supporting you surprisingly well. He lifts you, straddling his hips, feeling his already hard cock poking you through his jeans. He takes you to his room and sits on his bed, where you straddle his lap.

Your sleeves are too long for you, Eddie’s jacket consuming your hands. You’re already struggling with the sleeves when Eddie takes his hands from your hips to your shoulders, helping you take off his jacket. “You look so beautiful today, sweetheart.”

Your cheeks heat up in response, your forehead leant against his. “Grab my ass,” you request, your skin burning from the lack of contact.

Eddie’s mouth watered from this request alone, smoothing his hands along your thighs before he grabs your ass, still above on the fabric of your barely there skirt.

Your noses were touching, your lips brushing against one another’s when you realize what Eddie was doing, still teasing on you. Shit, you were so close to kissing. You lift your skirt up, having his hands drop directly down to the apples of your butt. It feels phenomenal when his hands finally grab your non covered ass cheeks. “Harder, please.” Eddie chuckles, more than willing to fulfill your desires. You let a small moan out, just enough to get Eddie riled up.

After Eddie finally grabs your ass properly, you whine into it, your face all twisted up. Subconsciously you’re craving some friction, your hips moving down to grind up against his lap. Your cunt was only protected by the cotton pink panties you wore, your heat against his hard cock. Eddie wanted to rip off your clothes and fuck himself into you as soon as he felt your cunt against him, holding back with a high amount of struggle. For the moment, he settled with “Oh, f-fuck, can’t wait to put my cock in you.”

Right after Eddie says this you rip off his shirt you were wearing, toss it into the wind.

Eddie brings your slinky little strap on your shoulder down, causing half your tiny shirt to fall, sultrily hanging off your shoulder. He takes in the sight of you on his lap, your cunt right against his cock and your face already looking fucked out. The very sight of you already so blissed with him makes him groan, internally smiling.

He leans in, kisses your cupid’s bow, soft and sweet. You almost can’t take it, wanting more than soft and sweet. You wanted him, wanted so much more. His hand travels from your back to your breast, lightly massaging it to start. You whine lightly, encouraging him to put in more force behind it, massaging harder. This new reaction is just the thing Eddie wants to hear. “Is this slow enough, or should I go slower?” Eddie teases, lifting your exposed bra off your now budded nipple.

He leans into your chest, his tongue hanging deliciously from his mouth as he leans into your exposed tit. When his tongue finally reaches contact with your budded nipple it’s far too light, a teasing touch, if anything. You lean forward, an effort to gain more contact against his tongue, but he leans back, knowing exactly what your plan was. “Patience, or I will make you wait longer,” Eddie said, only lightly moving his tongue on your nipple.

You groan, annoyed and now wanting more. Your pussy clenches and you remember his cock still underneath you from the reaction of it twitching. Instead of moping, you start to roll your hips on him again, as you do so his mouth instinctively moving straight into sucking on your nipple, teeth grazing against it as if forgetting about making you wait.

You thought he was being accidental, but he was really just rewarding you. He leaves wet kisses on your breast, starting to move down with kisses between the valley of your boobs but his hand massaging the other boob he hasn’t touched yet. He sists up, moving towards your shoulder to lightly bite down to tease you even more. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” he mutters between small bites.

You sit above him, your hand now hovers over his cock. Kissing him hot and heavy, your tongue dancing with his own in an expert dance you two have already memorized, you silently ask if you’re able to put your hand down his pants. “Are you sure?” Eddie nods vigorously, his cock twitching at the idea of you touching him again. Eddie had the thought of you to get him through the week, but fucking into his own hand pretending it was your pussy clenching around him did nothing compared to your real thing.

“I’m sure,” You lightly tease, starting to cup him over his pants. Eddie’s head leans back against his wall when you finally but barely touch him, his eyes rolled back into his head. It wasn’t very long before his hips are bucking, begging you for more. “Please more,” he begs, his voice raspy and breathing heavy. “Baby, give me more, please.”

You can’t help but remember when Eddie was being a shithead in World Geo class, lightly teasing you through your panties. It was funny, how much he liked to tease you, considering how he buckles under your touch the moment you so much as softly graze on him. This man loved to tease you, but he was still a goddamn virgin when you met him. You unbuckle his handcuff belt, with only a slight struggle in working the mechanics of it. Eddie offered to help, his thumbs looping underneath his both his briefs and his jeans.

You glance up at him, blinking as if to say, What do you think you’re doing? You tap his hand lightly, causing the band of the briefs to snap back down against his hips. “Slow, remember, baby?”

Eddie groans, impatient. You had a feeling he would give the same energy back when he had the chance, but you felt your pussy become wetter at the very idea of it. You welcomed the idea. You let his jeans fall to his knees, his cock on now tenting in his briefs. Your mouth watered at the very sight of it, wanting to feel the weight of it on your tongue. If anything, sucking his cock got you off as much as it did him.

Despite these wants, you grab at the side of his tented tock, putting your mouth on his cock over his briefs, your hot breath causing him to jolt his hips up. The thought occurs to you, and you hesitate very faintly, your hand pressing against his cock as you think about it for only a second. One second is all it takes, the idea taking over your brain and almost being too much for you to handle. Your tongue leaves your mouth, using it against his girth and fully being able to taste the cotton of his briefs. The cotton was unpleasant, but the way he instantly flung his head back with his thighs flexing hard all worth it.

You mouth him more, your tongue finally used to the cottony feeling. “Jesus fucking Christ, princess.” He whimpers, his voice soft and rough, eyes wide open staring at his ceiling.

A few more minutes pass by as you mouth him, teasing all you can and memorizing every moan and whimper that leaves his mouth. By the time your fingers are ready to yank his underwear down too, Eddie was begging you to finally lick his dick, the tent in his underwear was soaked, covered in your saliva. “Please, Y/N. Please, just fucking put your dirty little mouth on my cock.”

You were smirking, yanking his briefs down and putting his cock straight to the back of your throat, taking in as much as you could. You had mentally prepared yourself for him to thrust his hips up, his tip hitting your uvula. As you bob your head, getting a good rhythm, you feel the amount of spit in your mouth increase. Opening your mouth, you let a large amount of saliva drop onto his length, covering his cock in spit, absolutely the most sinful image of anyone he’s ever seen.

Your eyes were focused on his cock, your mouth covered in your own spit as each bob of your head covered him in even more spit, embracing the messy blowjob. Your pretty lips are wrapped around him, one of your hands around the base where you couldn’t reach. Your hair was a beautiful kind of messy, most strands pushed behind your ears but a few strands hanging by your cheek.

Finally, after not being able to tell how much time has passed, long enough for your jaw to hurt, your mouth pulls away with a pop, jerking him off with your hand absentmindedly as you take in his state. Eddie is laying underneath you, his thighs open as yours normally are when he’s making you come undone. You use your forearm to wipe your mouth, the base of his cock now covered and your chin wet.

As soon as you look at him, his eyes open wildly, and before you can register it, he’s sitting up fast and grabbing you into his arms. You crawl onto him, straddling him once more as your panties nearly misses his cock, slightly teasing both him and you. Eddie roughly grabs you by your torso, almost bruising your ribcage. “Let me fuck you now, please.” Eddie pleads, his hips thrusting up as the head of his dick brushes against your panties.

His cock teasing you so makes you moan loudly, resting both hands onto his shoulders.

“See, my little slut also wants my cock inside her sweet little pussy, huh?” He comments.

You glance at him, wondering how he went from falling apart underneath you to amazingly confident/cocky once again. In spite of your momentary wonder his words still made you melt into him, your legs barely being able to hold yourself up. “P-please”, you find yourself begging him anyway.

Hearing your own contradictions from teasing him playfully to desperately moaning as he teases you moves Eddie to hook your leg and move on-top of you. Your arms cross to take off your top, Eddie watching with appreciating eyes. It was a shame you were so focused on taking of the slinky top of yours, eyes closed because the look in his eyes he was giving you was absolutely depraved. Eddie took you in, eyeing every imperfection, every freckle, every dip and curve of your body.

Eddie grabbed your skirt, pulling it up your torso and over your head. “That’s better”, he muttered, nearly drooling at the sight of your skin all exposed except for your pink panties still grinding against his exposed cock. His hand moves up your thigh, sending shivers down your spine as his finger makes its way through one of your leg holes, sliding itself along your slick. “I-I think you’re even wetter than before.” He comments, sounding stunned. “Did sucking my cock get you off, princess?”

“You sound really good,” you manage to get out as Eddie only lightly treads on your folds. It feels good, but you’re craving more friction, harder. Your knitted eyebrows are a dead giveaway to what you’re thinking.

Eddie had to push passed aside that you just alluded that you were getting off to the sounds of him getting off. “Aww, I thought sweetheart wanted to go slower today?”

Your nails dig into his chest, annoyed. You were really starting to regret asking him this now. “More, please Eddie.”

His name moaned through your lips for the first time was like music to his ears. “Say that again?” He asks, quietly, his fingers pausing to grab your attention.

Your eyes open to see Eddie’s eyes fixated on them, scaring you with how intense they were. “Say what?”

“My name, Y/N. Say it again?”

You smirked and tossed your head back, memorizing the way he looked and sounded. “Keep doing that, and I will.”

Your panties were ripped off your legs without a moments hesitation. Eddie grabbed your legs, pulling your ass down so your pussy is face to face with you. “Oh, I fucking will.” He muttered against your puffy pussy lips, leaning right in and devouring you from the start, almost like he forgot to take his time with you in favour of listening to moan his name again.

Eddie was working his tongue on you, flicking occasionally into your entrance, completely engulfing your juices as you get wetter and wetter. “Look how wet my baby is,” Eddie says, putting emphasis on each word.

You had your hands in his hair, moving it out of his face, getting a better view of how focused he was trying to make you feel good. The sight of him, eyes closed, tongue moving was undeniably perfect, his eyelashes framing his cheeks nicely. Each lick Eddie gave you hit a wave of pleasure through you, your legs tensing and starting to shake.

“Eddie, feels so- fuck feels so good.” You manage, surprised your fucked out brain could even manage to say anything to begin with.

Eddie holds where he is for only one second more after you moan his name, the exact thing he was looking for. He sits up suddenly, his now neglected cock now in his hand, jerking himself off as he repositions himself. “That’s what I was looking for, princess. Now, be a good slut and take my cock, won’t you?”

You nod, eyes watery and cunt feeling sensitive but still slick as Eddie’s words got to you.

He positions himself at your entrance, his cock teasing you. “Please fuck me, please.” You cry out, wanting to feel full.

Eddie slams himself into you, bottoming out without pacing . You don’t even realize what’s happening at first, as he stretches you out and you have to adjust, him slowly thrusting. “Holy f-fuck!” Eddie is groaning, his words a mix of moans and worship. “Your sweet little pussy is so tight- so perfect.”

“Your pussy-“ you manage, grabbing one hand stationed at your hip, and placing it onto your neck. You tap it with your other hand. “Pressure- jugular, not esophagus,” you explain, your cocked out brain needing the feeling of his ringed hand around your throat.

Eddie just barely understands what you’re getting at, then he feels your pulse and gets it. He tightens his grip slightly, you feeling the air loss right away, marvelling in it.

“My, fucking, pussy,” Eddie says, thrusting hard on each word. You tap his arm twice, begging for air. Eddie holds on a second longer and lets go, you feeling light headed with how wild it just drove you. The choking alone brought on the familiar feeling in your stomach, a knot needing to snap open. You move your fingers to your clit, rubbing it to get your high even closer, chasing the feeling.

Eddie watches as your hand goes down, the perfect image to get him closer to his own high. You use your other hand to grab his arm, getting him chest to chest with you. “Kiss me,” you ask, still rubbing your clit.

He goes in, his thrusts getting sloppy as you feel your orgasm is almost there, just around the corner. His kisses feel desperate, like he won’t ever get the chance to taste you and he wants as much as possible. He did want you as much as possible, despite being able to kiss you whenever he could, he was just obsessed with you.

Eddie gnaws on your bottom lip as your cunt starts to clench harder around him, and it’s the final thing that pushes you over the edge. Somehow, you remain kissing him, the feeling of his perfect lips against yours, grounding you. One hand his in his hair, pulling at his scalp almost too hard.

You come down from your high, feeling sleepy. One thought occurs to you, and suddenly your body does it before your brain registers. You curl and twist around onto your knees, in a crawl position, Eddie slipping out for one moment too many.

Eddie stops though, wondering what was going on in that brain of yours. You simply say, “Fuck me as hard as you can, Ed.”

He does, hips snapping into you with such a vigor he would’ve been worried about hurting you if his horny ass brain didn’t take over. Your ass bouncing with every thrust was causing the heat in his tummy to rise. “B-baby, where do you want me to cum?” He asks, on the verge and his throat feeling tighter.

“Inside me, please Ed.” You ask, arching your hips for affect.

Oh shit, that did something to him right there and then, filling you up immediately. You helped a little, moving your ass down as he moved up. “Holy shit, Y/N!” He screams loudly, thrilled to see his cum drooling out of your pussy. “Your little pussy looks fantastic right now, baby.” He says, monitoring his hard work. The white thick cum was drooling out of you, a stunning sight for him to see.

Exhausted, you collapse down from your knees, barely able to hold yourself up. As your face fells forward, your ass is still in the air, giving a huffing Eddie Munson a great view of the white substance trailing down your slit. You heard him huff out a laugh, and you reluctantly sit up to see what was so funny.

As you give him a look that was an odd mix of content and confusion, Eddie’s face broke into a smile, somewhat leant over on the bed right in front of you. “What’s so funny?” you ask him, still in a haze from being dickeddown by him.

Eddie leans over comically, giving you the one up in his eyes. “Nothin’. Just glad you were as horny as I was.” His hand goes up to your face, framing it with his thumb.

Eddie almost leans foreword as if he you, and a part of you craved it after being with him so closely. There’s another part of you that wanted to push him after what he had just said. You let him lean in, his lips somewhat gentle on your own. He deepens it, letting your tongue slide with his. You give in to this for about two minutes before you push him away, getting him back. “I resent that. “I resent that. I might’ve been just as horny but with a face and hands like those can you blame me?”

He leant forward, lightly knocking his forehead against your own. “Alright there, sweetheart. I’m going to go grab you a cloth. Stay put.”

You laugh without humour, wondering where you would rather be. Only place is nice and naked in your boyfriend’s bed. He yanks it out of reach when you grab for it again, insisting he would clean you up. The heat of the damp towel on your pussy surprising the shit out of you. “Jesus, warn a girl!”

“It’s more fun to surprise you!” Eddie laughs, still being gentle with you and cleaning all the damp slick on the bottom your thighs right below your ass. He tosses the cloth somewhere onto the floor, and crawls up so he can lie down with you.

Your head lands on the pillow as Eddie lands on his side right in front of you, his arm bent and on your torso. He leans up to grab his blanket, displaying it across you and him. “What time is it?” you ask, sleepy and ready for a nap.

Eddie grabs your wrist, and lets it down with a plop. “Almost 5’oclock.”

“Are you gonna nap with me?” Your eyes are closed now, feeling safe as he pets your hair.

“Maybe. I can make sure you don’t sleep for three hours if you need.” You nodded your head, the blanket now feeling soft and just right.

“Get some sleep, then, sweetheart.” Is the last thing you hear before you drift off, his scent and the weight of his arm feeling like heaven around you.

As Eddie watches your chest expand and depress and your eyelashes against your cheeks, he was thinking, God I could get used to this.

Please lemme know what you think, or if you want to be tagged in my smut only blurbs. I do plan on posting more blurb, but there will be several smut scenes that only people who read the full story get.

Thanks for all the love on the last one!

#eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #stranger things

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fyeaheddiemunson · 6 months ago

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My opinions on Gladiator 2 that no one asked for under the cut. Heavy spoilers.

But first, and most important take away from the film:

ALL HAIL DONDUS

Firstly, I thought it was an overall good movie. Fun and entertaining. I haven't watched the first one in years and years, really isn't my cup of tea.

The CGI is absolutely horrific. It isn't Scorpion King bad, but it's truly awful. I am a huge baby when it comes to animals being hurt in tv/films...even though I know it isn't real, I still close my eyes and cover my ears. But the CGI monkeys were so bad I didn't care.

The shark scene was fun, but in all reality kind if stupid. Like...how? Why? The naval battle, ok...but who transported the sharks? Again, why?

Paul Mescal was great, as expected. A little dull, but the hero archetype is also not my cup of tea. Dude got in great shape, it was obvious how strenuous the fight scenes were.

Denzel, amazing as always. Except a lot of his mannerisms seemed very modern. Like he transported back in time. I did enjoy his little schemes.

I love Pedro Pascal. I love him. But his character was an absolute snooze fest. He just seemed bland. I didn't even care about his end, he was just meh. I was surprised by his lack of screen time.

The editing was strange and rushed. I heard the original full cut is 4+ hours. I feel like the movie could have extended in length to add to the story because it felt choppy and empty at times.

Connie Neilson is a great actress. But again she was bland and boring. I couldn't care for her character at all. She, Denzel and Paul took up about 95% of the entire film.

Now the emperors. Loved them. But honestly, the teasers showed most of their screen time. Literally. I was expecting a lot more diabolical events to happen. But aside from Caracella being a violence fiend, Geta seemed rather "normal" for the times.

Caracella seemed more of a charismatic drunk, like Aegon from House of the Dragon. Then you find out later, much later, he has syphilis or something of the sort.

They mentioned the evil emperors and the downfall of Rome almost nonstop but you see nothing. There isn't even a full conversation between Caracella and Geta.

Geta's death was pretty cool, expected since Joseph likes to die on screen. But that severed hear. Bruh. You tell me they had this massive budget, and they used what looks like a latex mask bought from Spirit Halloween? It didn't remotely have Geta's features... at all. And THEY KEPT SHOWING IT. I know there's a ton of amazing special effects artists out there...they were robbed because someone else deserved to make that head. It was absurd. I am mad.

Now as much as I love Joseph, as much as I would love to see him win an Oscar for best supporting actor...this isn't the role that will get him that. He just wasn't in the movie enough to REALLY show what he can do. Tyr scenes he's in, he killed it. But I think it was like 12 minutes TOPS that he was in it.

Overall it was okay. I'll see it again, maybe it'll grow on me. But...meh

#joseph quinn #joe quinn #jq #gladiator ii #gladiator 2 #emperor geta #emperor caracalla #pedro pascal #paul mescal #denzel washington #connie nielsen #frederick kreiburg #ALL HAIL DONDUS

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variousqueerthings · 8 months ago

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omg dude (gn) you got into due south? I've followed you for a long time bc mash, I love it when people I know from other fandoms get into my most beloved stuff <3 check out @ds30below btw if you're interested, it's an anniversary fest I run with a lof of fun stuff etc etc! and have funnnnn it's such a great show!

helloooooooo

yes, a bunch of mutuals have been going wild over it for a hot sec and it was Time!

I'm on episode 3 (not counting the pilot) and I have a lot of initial Thoughts to bring over from the discord onto this illustrious site, so i will use this ask as An Excuse:

Frasier is really introduced as an Archetype of masculinity, which is almost immediately subverted by his being completely without machismo -- his machismo is so in the negative that he goes around and becomes this Ideal of masculinity instead

the fact that his ethos is kindness, but it's not necessarily guileless. it is selfless in that he's not necessarily expecting to get returns on it all the time, but it's also -- to him -- often truly the most effective means to an end: if you're kind to others, people will often become kinder. this can be useful in the shortterm (if you give this kid a nice sandwich and don't threaten him with jail time and help him out a bit, he'll try to help with a case...) and in the longterm (this kid will stay in school and have a better future ahead of him, hopefully)

(i will get to ray btw, need to just get all the frasier thoughts out first)

frasier really embodies autistic swag. he takes things incredibly literally, he follows scripts (in this case, The Mountie Script, and also within that some kinda Code Of Gallantry), he's an incredible people-reader of the "autistic savant" type arguably (except there's more to him so the savant trope doesn't quite hold, which is good), his relationship with his dog Diefenbaker, the fact that although he is nigh-effortlessly kind of charming (because he's clark kent vibes!!! he's charming in a way as if he stepped out of a novel set 100 years ago in which kissing women's hands was the norm) he doesn't really make close friendships easily, because there's an Otherness to him that keeps him at a distance to others (except ray. WE WILL GET TO RAY STAY TUNED)

speaking of Distance, a lot of the aroaceness i've read into him so far (and we're literally only three episodes in!!!) really does feel like his autism is triggered by come-ons in the "this is not in my script!" kind of way. his charm is tripped up by the obvious step of "charming man is charming, I will shoot my shot," it's happened several times and every time he tries to extricate himself in the most awkward way possible. can't go on a date, you see. i have.. a dog. and no phone. um. ok. bye.

lot of thoughts on his hero-worship of his absent father and how much of his script comes from wanting to make his father proud

frasier also tastes things a lot of the time and ray thinks it's gross and i think that's something too. the doctor (doctor who) autism coded

OKAY TIME FOR RAY

he reminds me. of gonzo. he has the same transmasc swag. as gonzo. his shirts. his ties. that fuckn. OVERSIZED SO OVERSIZED MASSIVE STUPID JACKET. he's transmasc swag/fail coded in the same way as gonzo. he is gonzo

ray spends so much time in the beginning admonishing frasier for his consistent kindness to others, and the thing is. The Thing Is. he met frasier and (barring the immediate impression) decided to nearly immediately invite him to a massive family dinner. then he saved him from a bomb and got himself hospitalised. then he followed him to canada to help him. and that's only in the pilot! ray is so kind to frasier constantly. he's such an abrasive man to pretty much everyone except to frasier from day one

when frasier asked him to get a special pass for his wolf and at the end of the episode he did, and frasier was like: "i only asked you once and you got it 🥺" "of course i did, you asked me for it 😍"

just. nigh. constantly. kind. to. him. currently frasier's in hospital because he got stabbed and we had ray running to see him, forcing his way into his room, comforting him, sir you make fun of the way all the girls fall at his feet (and how frasier never notices) I think you are one of the girls!

MY MAN GOT HIM FLOWERS WHILE HE WAS IN HOSPITAL JUST BECAUSE??????? SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (he also makes him take aspirin, he's giving real caretaker in this episode)

so far we know less about ray than about frasier, but im glad the show has him be mouthy, sarcastic, pessimistic, but he's not cruel or callous -- arguably he wants frasier in his life in order to challenge him on his cynical worldview, he's nourished and inspired by frasier's approach towards the world as much as everyone else

misc: I really like that the world being presented isn't necessarily kind, but the main characters (ray learning to be softer via frasier) are kind as a response. it's got some Coolness Factor Shorthand stuff going on ofc, but it is fundamentally a story about facing a relatively realistic world with kindness in order to make it better

I'm sad eric schweig was only in the pilot but the main thrust of the show does take place in chicago i guuuuuuuesss. his role in that pilot was great though, a lot of interesting stuff about taking away frasier's rose-coloured lens of the world, and especially canada, but he also gets what's his at the end, so he's not just there to "offer advice" (although there is a bit of that trope for sure, especially as he doesn't seem to have a name). great character, if I write fic where they go to canada he's definitely gonna be in there!

me and @gjdraws were talking about how ray clearly likes spoiling frasier -- he's the one with the money, he gets him the wolf licence, brings him flowers in hospital, carries aspirin for him.... I'm just saying we were robbed of a "ray takes frasier shopping and there's a montage" bit, considering how frasier only has two fuckn outfits in the first few episodes. who took him shopping??? there's no way he went on his own steam. that was ray all the way! private runway show

#due south #im watching due south #im watching tv

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WHY ARE MOVIES GETTING DARKER I AM ON MY KNEES

Ok fuck it let's go. My amateurish opinions on the three biggest mysteries of film: why they're getting darker, less vibrant and harder to hear. As someone who has worked on camera, montaging, effects and animations, colorimetry when I'm allowed, and on one weird occasion, audio (but I'm an enthusiast ok?)

The short answer is because of technology. The long answer is more nuanced

- Why are movies getting darker?

The "official answer" that filmmakers give actually is technology. Digital cameras allow for much more detail with less lighting required. It also allows videographers to play with different light and exposure settings on the go, instead of having to go with the limitations of the pre-bought film's asa and the precalculated ideal settings. Also film is notoriously bad at capturing dark scenes and responsible for much of the graining we see on analog tv and film.

So basically, they claim it's a stylistic choice. Which could be debated, I mean, after at least five years of everyone complaining about poor lighting, you'd think they'd finally give it up.

BUT there's the whole fact that (certain) special effects are generally easier to pull off when the viewer can't see enough to detect any flaws. They require less care and thus are cheaper and faster to produce. Any studio's wet dream.

Less notably, it's easier to work "down" on colorimetry than it is to work "up." Taking away light from a shot is easier than "creating more light", the latter sometimes leading to very "digitally broken" results. It looks bad. Just grab any video and crank the exposure. It looks horrible.

"But what does exposure have to do with color?" Everything!!! Color IS light!!!

Which leads me to the last reason, HDR. Which leads me to one of the reasons why everything looks so dull.

- Why are movies less vibrant?

So. What is HDR? High Dynamic Range refers to technologies that achieve a much wider light variation. And as we established earlier color IS light, okay? So. More light, more color, brought to you at the hand of display technologies such as OLED and microdimming.

These technologies ramp up the price of domestic screens exponentially. This is why you see domestic televisions that are way above the 2000 dollar mark. And then people will say "oh but my low end television supports HDR, so that's not the issue". Yes. Supports. As in supports files encoded in HDR. Doesn't mean that they have the necessary technology to take advantage of it. Yet they get to put the HDR10 label on their product and get in on the newest marketing fad (it's the new 4k dude. Which is the new 3D. You get what I mean)

And since it is the newest fad, then of course filmmakers HAVE to get in on it. I mean, it's more quality, who doesn't want more quality?

me!!! please stop. not everything has to be aimed at high end equipment (more on this when we get to the audio aspect, aren't you excited?). HDR looks like DOGSHIT if your tv isn't actually OLED. And most consumer TV's aren't OLED.

Tech rant over, I assure you that there is a cultural aspect to this. Don't worry, you're not insane. And it probably is related to the clean girl minimalist iOS style UX modest and demure mentality that is advancing on the 2020s. But it is also related to an art medium shift that we've been undergoing since wayy back when. The sixties.

Yes. I'm gonna go there. I'm gonna talk about Star Trek. I'm going to elaborate on my previous slight outrage.

So. Star Trek marks the beginning of a transition from black and white television into color. It also lands on that weird spot where the whole medium of film and television was still figuring out which elements to import from the ancient medium of theater and which were best left behind.

As a result, Star Trek is very theatrical. And color is a good friend of theater, a medium where everything has to be maximized so that the people in row fifty could appreciate the show almost as well as the people on the first row. Color is a good friend of theater: in wardrobe it helps the performers stand out, boosts up the characters' personality traits, etc. And in lighting, it amplifies moods, conveys emotions and atmospheres related to particular scenes.

The version of Star Trek that you can find on streaming these days is considerably altered from the original product, remastered to make it more palatable to our contemporary brains. As a result, many scenes have been visually altered. The following example shows the original master on the left and the remaster on the right

And while at first I held my head in my hands and asked "why, god, why??" The answer is probably that this reads as unserious as fuck. Having the technology now to desaturate scenes and make certain settings look "cloudy", "gritty", "dark and grim," and so on changed the way we perceive colors in regards to mood on modern film and television. This primary color ass setting in today's context reads as goofy, on a scene that is actually meant to impose concern on the viewers. This wouldn't read this way on theater, but it does on television, because we see them as completely separate mediums.

(however I insist that, star trek being a culturally significant show, making these type of creative decisions strips it of its original intent and shits on its cultural value as a window into how they did television in the sixties. so like. fuck you paramount)

Now, television has been getting thematically darker this century (some call it the post-9/11 effect. I wouldn't know. I am latinoamerican) and our palate as viewers has grown more used to these desaturated settings, to the point where seeing something vibrant like the original star trek makes us feel like we're watching a kids show. And not even a modern kids show, more like teletubbies or barney, because have you guys even seen bluey?? It's so... pastel-y.

It's not just HDR. Movies have gotten less vibrant because we're miserable. Sort of. And television and film have grown obsessed with appearing more serious. (Not that sitcoms and comedy movies have ceased to exist, I'm generalizing.)

- But why is dialogue less intelligible?

Official Answer? Technology. Nowadays we are able to capture subtleties in dialogue, so actors don't have to project their voice 24/7, and we can get more intimate dialogue, something almost intended to be a secret that you shouldn't be listening to, making you feel like an intruder. It's the intent.

Unofficially? Technology (marketing fad edition). It's surround audio!!! That's the real culprit!!! And listen, I love surround audio, I have two 5.1 systems at home that we bought secondhand and work like a charm. All that being said: why is star trek tos in 5.1? (YES I'm still on star trek). Why is everything natively encoded in surround audio on streaming these days, left to be down-mixed in real time by your tv?

I'm going to quickly explain surround to y'all using 5.1 as an example. On stereo (which is how most consumers watch film and television) you have two audio channels: your left and right speakers. 5.1 has six: front-left, center, front-right, rear-left, rear-right, and subwoofer. Most dialogue goes through the center speaker. Downmixing is when your tv takes all these channels and mushes them into two: left channel (containing left-front, left rear, center and subwoofer) and right channel (right front, right rear, center and subwoofer). So your center channel is suddenly competing with all these other frequencies and gets a bit muffled.

But wait! It gets worse! 5.1 is now ancient by technology fad standards. For a while there was 7.1 and now the newest, incredibly expensive marketing fad is Dolby Atmos (you might have seen it as a badge on streaming services such as Disney plus). This protocol supports up to 64 channels. You know, if you're crazy and rich enough.

Dolby Atmos was originally developed for cinemas but it's now being sold to direct consumers. According to Dolby, the ideal sound configuration in your home in order to listen to this material the way it was intended from the comfort of your living room is of at least eight (very fancy) speakers and up to 12 speakers.

So. Even with a 5.1 system your audio is still down-mixed.

In conclusion:

Film and television did not get shittier (well, they have, but that's not the sole culprit of this crisis), it just became less accessible and overall uninterested in catering to the average consumer.

#holy shit this got long. sorry #i promise it's interesting if you're a bit of a nerd

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Star Trek Voyager Live Blogging:

Season 1

Ok I'm finally doing it, please be aware that I'm going to insult this show a bit, not in a malicious way, in a "dear god these special effects are horrendous way" but I promise I'm going to give it a fair shot and also say nice things. Anyway, let's go!

Updates:

- Caretaker, Part 1 & 2

- oh my god the space ships 😭

- oh my god it's so bad 😭

- that's the lady everyone talks about!

- is this the kind of guy that I'm gonna hate forever or the kind of guy I'm gonna hate and then against my will start to like

- awww they're so cute!

- uh oh

- ok I'm officially interested

- Woolsey!!

- wtf

- aww Paris cares about him 😭

- aww they're bonding in the alien infirmary

- THE SUIT

- I recognize the woman that plays the Ocampa girl

- well I guess not, I googled her and I've never seen anything she's been in

- OMG ARE THEY JOINING THEM

- THEY ARE

- ya know, this is pretty damn good!!!

- Parallax

- the doctor is so funny

- aw she's so sweet to him 😭

- HUH???

- the doctor shrinking is so fucking funny

- I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE THEM

- CHARACTER DEVELOPMENTTTTT

- Time And Again

- ew he’s being gross again

- omg Kes’s outfit is so cute!!

- what the fuuuuuck

- oh god they're gonna cause the tragedy aren't they, by trying to get them back

- poor doctor 😭

- NOT PARIS TERRIFYING THE CHILD XD

- KICK HIS ASS PARIS

- I KNEW IT!!!

- oh shid

- Phage

- oml XD

- oh shid

- HIS LUNGS?!?!?!?!

- THE SLAP

- oh my god she decorated for him 😭

- BRO SEDATE HIM

- thank you oml

- I don't understand why they're subjecting him to this, they're still trying to catch the alien who did it, he doesn't need to be awake for this, he doesn't need to be experiencing this

- god her voice in this scene with them 😭

- my heart is breaking from this y'all

- aren't they worried about the plague being transmitted to them??

- I love Kes, she's awesome

- The Cloud

- don't listen to Paris Kim, ask her to join youuuuu

- Kim's sass XD

- "I remember being in my mother's womb" BRO WHAT

- I'm sorry but I'm bored of the holo scene

- this is really wholesome

- it's a lizard 😭

- THEY INVITED HER YAAAAAAY!!!

- "he's a pig, and so are you" TELL HIM TORRES

- Eye Of the Needle

- me everytime I hear the word wormhole "STARGATE?!?!?!?"

- OH??

- bro Kes's outfits are so pretty

- she's so pretty

- damn way to be persuasive Janeway!

- man this is not gonna pan out well and I already sad

- nooooo he can't be left behind 😭

- yup, knew this wasn't gonna work out

- this Romulan guy is so nice I'm gonna cry 😭

- NOOOOOOO 😭

- HELL YEAH DOCTOR!! STAND UP FOR YOURSELF!!

- HE'S GETTING A NAME!!!

- Ex Post Facto

- BRO WHAT

- some notes got lost here

- this is brutal, Paris is an ass but he doesn't deserve this

- I'm so confused

- DAAAAAAMN WAY TO GO TUVOK

- Emanations

- omfg are there gonna be giant space spiders

- ah hell there's gonna be giant space sliders aren't there

- YUP, SPACE SPIDERS

- well said Chakotay

- no space spiders?

- oh shit it's a sacrifice??

- uh oh

- I don't understand why she wants him to "cross over" so badly

- poor Kim, this is such a brutal situation to be in

- this poor guy oml

- COME ON KIM BREATHE

- HELL YEAH KIM!!!!!

- Prime Factors

- "you are in distress" is that a fucking threat?!?!?!

- there's something up with this dude

- "a vacation" that never ends well in these kinds of shows

- he makes me so uncomfortable 😭

- I really hate the way he keeps touching her, and the way that girl exposed Kim to the wind without permission and warning

- man the engineers are gonna fuck this up aren't they, LISTEN TO YOUR CAPTAIN

- knew it, terrible guy, terrible place

- YO PLOT TWIST

- bro this woman can't follow an order to save her fucking life

- HELL YEAH TORRES, CHARACTER GROWTH

- god damn that office scene was brutal emotionally

- State Of Flux

- OH???? THEY'RE A THING????

- what the fuuuuuuck

- Heroes And Demons

- bro Kim cannot catch a break wtf

- the doctor is goin in!!

- awww he gets to see outside 😭

- man is been a bit since we've seen Paris, wonder why

- I really like Freya, I'm sad she's not real :(

- HIS FIRST KISS

- :(

- Cathexis

- oml XD

- bro what is this episode, Janeway is living out her romance novel fantasy and Chakotay is brain dead???

- second episode where Paris is back and he's already in trouble

- aw man, he hurt Kes under the influence of the creature :(

- OH!!!! THE "ENTITY" IS CHAKOTAY ISN'T IT

- YEAH!!!!!

- ya know, I really thought the part with Janeway at the beginning would be more important

- Faces

- aww, making the crew food from home is so sweet

- damn, it's the organ harvesters again

- I feel so bad for her 😭

- oh shit he separated her!

- it is so weird seeing her without the makeup

- :(

- oh jesus

- OH MY FUCKING GOD

- way to go klingon B'Elona

- wow, this cave scene between the two is powerful af

- SHE STAYS HUMAN FOREVER?!?!?!

- oh ok no she's getting turned back

- "I guess, I'll just have to accept that I'm going to spend the rest of my life, fighting her" OW

- HER TOUCHING HER FOREHEAD 😭

- wow ok that episode was way more emotional than I was expecting

- Jetrel

- this is so sad 😭

- WHY IS HE ON BOARD

- "did what had to be done" bullshit

- dude I thought the guy that said they only live 8 or 9 years was an idiot, that's true?!?!?!? How old is Kes?!?!?!?

- oh my god Jetrel has it too doesn't he, he hasn't had a change of heart he's just trying to save himself, bastard

- please tell me no one has any sympathy for Jetrel

- he deserves every bit of hate and anger that Neelix has for him

- this is so fucking heartbreaking 😭

- I loved Neelix almost immediately but this, this has given me a whole other level of respect for him. He has seen death on a level one can only imagine and he greets others with love and joy.

- god I hate this guy

- :(

- Learning Curve

- is she in her romance book thing again?

- her romance book thing is a horror thing isn't it, cuz even the first one was giving creepy

- since when is there another medical trainee? Blue is medical isn't it?

- DAMN CHAKOTAY

- I googled it, apparently blue can also mean science which is odd

- DID THE CHEESE SERIOUSLY INFECT THE SHIP

- BONDIIIIING

- holy crap that's the season finale already??

Season 2

#star trek #star trek voyager #voyager #autistic-crypt1d #autistic-crypt1d live blogs

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howtonerdoutovereverything · 2 months ago

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Creative Writing Class Prompt: Magic With Rules

They never tell you what you need to know when traveling somewhere new.

I should know. When I arrived in this city, all they did was give me the bracelet to activate the magic emanating from the geothermal magic receptors, like any other city would. No other instructions accompanied that, just an obligatory, “Welcome to Maywell, thank you for visiting!”

OK, I suppose it is partly my fault. I was always told I had a short temper. But in my defense, I think I was showing restraint. All I did was try to get the jerk who jammed his elbow right into my chest while cutting me off on the sidewalk to fall. Not break anything, just fall. Maybe get a bruise or cut at most. Or two.

But no, the dude had to stumble like a cartoon character and somehow fully break his arm.

And look, my plan was to duck out as soon as he fell. But then a horrible fire clamped down on my arm like a bear trap, and I looked at it to see bone poking through my skin.

Thankfully, they didn’t give us the same room at the hospital; that would’ve been awkward. As I laid on my bed, I noticed that one of the nurses had been kind enough to put some books on my side table. I picked up one, which turned out to be a Maywell travel guide. Not great, but I needed something to take my mind off of the throbbing pain.

And what do I see on the first page I flip to? A thorough description of Maywell’s “Magic Reciprocity System”.

To quote it exactly, “Here in Maywell, magic is permitted, but all magic is filtered through our specially created Magic Reciprocity System. In essence, it is a manifestation of the old adage ‘do unto others as you would have them do unto you’. Any effect, condition, or harm done to another person via magic in Maywell is thus afflicted on the user who conceived it. This ensures that magic is used responsibly and safely,”

Yeah, I feel like the city officials could’ve thought that one through a little more.

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Worm Arc 18 thoughts:

Well that sure just happened

I'm fine

Noelle ate my daughter. But I'm fine. It's fine.

Her girlfriends are gonna save her!

I'm fiiiiine

Anyway, that's like, the end of the arc so there's a lot of other stuff that happens!

Taylor casually drops that she's mostly blind in conversation and Brian kinda freaks out. Understandably.

She got eye drops that she is supposed to be doing but never mentions doing them. I'm very disappointed in her. I'm also worried her eyes aren't going to ever get better.

I do love that the moment Dinah says she only has a 58% chance of going home and Taylor realizes it's because of her, she forces the situation by taking Dinah home right away. She is far from perfect, but she does have her moments.

RACHEL LET DINAH PET HER DOG!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! LOOK AT THE GROWTH!!

One of my favorite lines, when Taylor asks Dinah the chance of trouble before they go into the medical clinic "When there's trouble, it's you. Eighty percent of the time." Just, kinda embodies the spirit of Worm I think.

I'm still fine.

Taylor sure thinks about Rachel as Rachel a lot now, instead of mostly as Bitch. GAAAAAY.

I really want to know what's on those papers Dinah left for Taylor. Triumph saw them but didn't seem to react. One might have been a message for him, since Dinah would know he would see it. Something that will come into play later maybe.

I love Parian making a giant wiener dog for everyone to ride on. Like, it is a definite upgrade in transportation from "door with glass stuck in it dragged down the street" but it doesn't have much of a supervillain vibe to it.

Noelle just starts it off with grabbing possibly the strongest cape available in Brockton Bay. At a minimum, one of the most versatile to clone. No big deal. Not like even just normal Vista could become very dangerous if she wanted to be evil.

Freaking PRT all "this is a Class A instead of a Class S cause Eidolon is a big man baby and needs to punch something all on his own to prove he's strong". Sure are helping people Alexandria. Good job. What a hero.

I think Eidolon is Bargain Bin Scion. Scion Lite. Blue Light Special Scion. A shitty version of Scion created by Cauldron basically.

Clockblocker is so fucking fascinated with Skitter it's amazing.

Tattletale made Eidolon maaaaaad! I love her.

I'm perfectly fine.

The scene with meeting the Chicago Wards, oh god I loved it so much! Skitter tells Bitch to clear the plywood out of a window and she just instantly fucking kicks it open, then a giant swarm comes in and swirls around everyone and covers Skitter, making her hair move and trailing bugs behind her like a gown, and then starts speaking with the swarm. And Tattletale waits until the perfect moment before asking the Wards their names and powers, very clearly backing Skitter up as her 2nd. Just such a "ok I was playing nice but now I need you to know who you are working with!" power move. Fucking amazing. Also it was Skitter being assisted by Bitch and Tattletale! GAAAAAAAAAAAY!! LESBIAN SUPERVILLAIN POWER POLYCULE!

I think Grace has neat powers but could have been more creative with her name. I fucking love Tecton though, assume tinker. Dude has got to love fights like this, where he is allowed to do all the property damage he wants. He'd make a good villain.

The other two are kinda neat too but they didn't last very long.

Every time they are going anywhere Bitch specifically offers Skitter a ride. GAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

I love seeing the range of power adjustments the clone Vistas get. Some are pretty basic - can do stuff from farther away or not be slowed down if a lot of people are around - but then we get ones like Paper Mario Vista and Imagine Dragons Vista, with much more wild powers.

Everyone stand back while Eidolon goes and shows us all how strong he is! God.

I'm 100% FINE.

Side effect of being blinded probably, but it is neat how good Taylor is getting at listening, and sometimes even seeing, through her bugs! Just listening in on Eidolon and Noelle from blocks away.

Imp almost gets crushed to death by Eidolon's gravity power cause she ignores warnings from Skitter to run. Sounds about right.

Noelle making rat clones and bug clones (that Skitter can't control) is fun.

Fucking projectile vomit attack suddenly! Did Noelle absorb the girl from the Exorcist??

Texas Wards kinda getting their ass kicked. (Also what the hell is going on in Texas that the whole state apparently just has the one Wards team, vs most places have a Ward team per city?)

Fight is going kinda poorly. Travelers show up to help! And then Trickster betrays everyone to feed my daughter to Noelle! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm fine.

The Most Powerful Man in the World Interlude thoughts:

Scion just really is empty in there isn't he?

Not a person, just a construct of the entities in 3 dimensional space. Sphere moving through Flatland and being seen as a circle style. No mind, just does what this guy tells him.

Duke is a very good dog.

Kevin talking about Scion 100% sounds like someone talking about a lover that has been lots of trouble for them but that they just can't quite.

Lisette is having a weird day.

I really wonder how the next Endbringer attack is going to go now that Scion has been told to kill them. Wonder if it'll be different.

Crusader Interlude thoughts:

Shockingly, it turns out that the Nazi is an asshole. News at 11.

Night and Fog were basically constructed by this Gesellschaft group. Seems like a branch of Cauldron pretending to be Nazis for more control over things. Or maybe not directly a branch of Cauldron, but they get powers from Cauldron. Maybe not related, but they make weapons, which is very much what Cauldron can do, and we haven't seen anyone else yet reliably make powers with control over the outcome.

This poor TA is having a bad day.

Taylor triggered 2 or more times in that locker. I was 100% positive of that the second the TA said "You can’t really distinguish a single trigger event from having two in quick succession." I probably should have realized this earlier.

Really curious where Theo and Aster's stories are going. I could see one or both of them being a major part of the end of the world (based on stuff from Trickster's visions on stuff from Noelle's interlude I'm thinking a 3rd or 4th generation cape might play a part in it), but I could also see them being red herrings.

Theo is upset but realistically getting abandoned and left with the PRT is the best option that could have happened to him.

Jessica Yamada Interlude thoughts:

This poor woman

Faultline Interlude thoughts:

OH MY GOD Gregor and Shamrock are super fucking cute together!!!!

Faultline is amazing and very organized and detail oriented and an assertive leader who wears a dress shirt with slacks and cowboy boots and threatens to get a bullwhip and I would really like her to tell me what to do k thx.

Not positive I would trust the minor precog abilities of Shamrock to make me Simurgh proof, but it's better than nothing.

The quarantine zone of the city of Madison is doing great!

Wasn't expecting to get to see Matroyshka again, that's neat! She should probably stop eating people but otherwise she's fun.

Faultline just not being able to stand Tattletale is wonderful. I hope they bother each other for years to come.

I like this crew, so I was not happy that they got really fucked up by Contessa. But I also want to like Contessa (as much as I can like someone who works for Cauldron) and this did make her seem really badass.

Noelle Interlude thoughts:

I'm fine.

Regent keeping up the jokes under pressure, good for him.

Finally got some good descriptions of Noelle's powers doing stuff which was very good.

I'm fine.

Also fun to see various clones and their powers.

AND THE VISION! OH MY GOD THE VISION! So much good info from that. It helped me get a much better idea of things and confirmed a lot of things I already thought. (Like Cauldron has basically hijacked an entity, more or less. Not the details on how though.)

I'm fine.

The fact that Noelle can let the god dandruff take control is interesting. Like her connection never got fully closed compared to other people. Which is what I assumed only taking half a vial did. Really curious to see if we ever get more info on Oliver.

Her Earth Bet self is like, 15 years younger. But still has the same name. Kinda wild.

I'm fine.

Also her Earth Bet dad gave her the name Echidna, which like, I get it's the mother of monsters or whatever, but I can only think of the cute adorable little creature!

I'm fine.

I obviously wish Eidolon had been able to defeat Noelle and save my daughter but him having a big sad about it not being fair that he can't get stronger is pretty funny too. I do not like the guy.

I'm fine.

I'm sure Tattletale has a plan and everything will work out.

I'm fine.

I'm 100% absolutely fine.

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