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"It had made his cock uncomfortably hard, and despite having lost a lot of blood, when the Maester had finally left his chambers, and his mother had stopped fussing and went back to hers, Aemond had tugged himself to his peak, using the arm on his injured side to relish in the pain you had delivered."

JFC ! He's really fucked up in his head ! Almost dying at her hands, not only made him horny, but he also uses his injured arm to jerk off so it would hurt and remind him of her ! HE IS INSANE 😂💀

"Daemon had watched Aemond over the top of your head. His eyes bored into Aemond’s as he expressed all the things he were to do to him if he had even the slightest inkling that he harmed his precious daughter, with only his eyes."

If Daemon only knew!!!! I desperately want Daemon to know what happened next and hurt Aemond. Not kill him cause the story would be over 😂 but just cause him enough damage to satisfy my need for revenge. Also, I miss Daemon so much.

"You could have uttered Dracarys, right then and there. Daemon and your knight could have easily subdued and slain Otto and Ser Cole, and you would have had the upper hand in the war."

I wonder if she regrets not doing this when she had the chance 😢 our poor babygirl💔

Also, I am so curious to know how he felt after he r*ped her, since he was panicked when she disassociated after getting dressed? He prayed the gods for her not to become like his sister. "Please Gods, do not let her go to madness. I will do whatever you ask me to." He must have been worse after she was a ghost for 2 days. I LOVED seeing even this tiny bit of fear in him. The power she has on him, she could ruin him if she truly knew.

I wish Aemond would have said something to Aegon to shut him up! But the idiot prefered to shut his mouth and take out his anger against his wife, like a sane person would do.

I'm sorry this is so long! Perfect writing as usual, you portray his obsession with our girl amazingly. It's hot and terrifying at the same time.

Smoke, Fire and Ash

AEMOND WEDDING POV PART 1

Warnings: This fic includes noncon, dubcon, manipulation, violence, death and inc3st. Tags will be added as the fic goes on. Thoughts of manipulation and hurt, violence and assault. Obsessive themes and possessiveness.

This is a dark!fic. 18+ only. Read at your own discretion. Please read the warnings before continuing.

Summary: You are the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen. You are forced to navigate the difficult surroundings of your upbringing and the eventual disintegration between your family and the Hightower's relationship. What will happen when your older and estranged uncle suddenly takes a more sinister interest in you? (Dark!Aemond x Reader)

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Characters: AEMOND!POV, Aemond Targaryen X Reader, HOTD characters.

Word count: 5.7k

Note: The highly requested and anticipated Aemond!POV from the wedding to the fateful night. Thank you all for showing so much love and excitement for this, I had fun writing it. As always read the warnings and please, please don't expect anything happy, or fluffy or healthy. This is a Dark!fic. Anyway.... enjoy you heathens <3

BOLD ITALICS ARE INNER MONOLOGUE

AEMOND POV CHAPTERS 50-52

PART ONE : A Union of Green and Black

Aemond had anticipated the raven returning to Kings Landing. He had waited for it patiently, spending his days assisting his mother and brother, or roaming the realm for the letter that would give him the answer he knew was coming. And when the day rolled over, and he had been in his chambers, and Ser Cole had summoned him to the Small Council Chambers, he had known his answer had arrived.

‘Queen Rhaenyra of House Targaryen, First of Her Name, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and of the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm has accepted King Aegon’s terms of treaty…’

Queen?

That whore did not deserve the title Queen.

When King Viserys had died, Aemond had turned to Ser Willis Fell, “Is Aegon king?” The One-Eyed Prince asked, “Or must we kneel and kiss the old whore's cunny?”

And when word had arrived to Kings Landing that the Whore of Dragonstone had named herself Queen, and aquired Viserys' crown, Aemond had scowled and raged in his chambers alone.

Must we kneel and kiss the old whore's cunny?

It felt like they were now.

A treaty, Aemond inwardly scoffed.

‘Princess Y/n Velaryon, the Princess of Dragonstone has accepted the betrothal to Prince Aemond Targaryen.’

Aemond had known you would have had said yes.

You had no other choice.

The wait for the next moon was agony, and Aemond found himself so restless that he returned to Harrenhal to see a pair of familiar, piercing green eyes. Alys Rivers had waited for his return, and upon his arrival, did not seem at all surprised.

"I saw you were coming in a dream."

He believed her.

He spent the next days fucking himself into her, spilling his seed deep into her womb as she so graciously welcomed it. She would open her mouth when he asked, and swallow his seed greedily like she was told. He would thrust roughly into the back of her throat and piston his hips into her core for hours until she begged for mercy, and cried upon his member. She would cook for him, and dote on him, and whisper praise into his ears.

Eventually the time came, and he had to make his leave back to Kings Landing. He had given her a necklace of Valyrian steel, with three large green emeralds dripping from its centre as a parting gift. She had received the gift in thanks, and taken his cock into her mouth in appreciation.

When Aemond had returned to Kings Landing, he felt nothing but excitement to the date. You were to be his. You were to leave your whore mother and bastard brothers and spend your life with him in Kings Landing.

Would you attack him again?

Would you behave?

He hoped you would put up a fight.

When the day came, Aemond sat upon Vhagar’s back and flew to Dragonstone to claim what was rightfully his. What would have always been his. What was fated by the gods and prophesied by those who had the sight.

Aegon had clapped him on the back in a parting farewell, and told him to make you 'squeal like a pig'.

Charming.

As he flew across the ocean and began to see the small speck of Dragonstone become larger and larger, his heart raced in his chest and blood began to pump itself into his cock.

You would be his.

Finally his.

How many nights had he dreamed of this? How many days had he agonised over your absence?

How many words had he exchanged with his mother and brother, forcing them to his will? Forcing them to accept that you would be his.

How many times had they argued that it would not work? That you would try to kill them, or die trying.

And how many times had he said ‘I know.’

He didn’t care.

You were his the moment you were born.

When Aemond had circled the active volcano, he had expected to find Caraxes, his uncle sat astride the large red dragon, to tear him from the sky, all fire and fury. He had waited for Syrax and Melys, and any or all of the Blacks dragons to rain the Seven Hells upon him.

And yet there was none. The island was still, and there were no dragons to be seen. It was almost eerily quiet.

Aemond had landed on the island, and his first thought was the smell. It was sulphuric to its very core, and the smell of coal and dragon was strong as it was carried through the oceans breeze.

Waiting for him on the top of Dragonmont were several guards and a knight who had introduced himself as Ser Darke. Aemond had eyed the knight who was tall, and handsome by any standards. He wondered if this was your personal knight.

And then he wondered if this knight had taken your maidenhead.

Aemond felt himself sour until the knight with dark hair had handed him cream and red robes.

The ceremonial robes of Old Valyria.

Aemond had dressed himself with no fuss nor shame in the eyes of the Old Gods, and any of the guards who had dared to watch him. And then he was moving, finally making his way down to you.

His grandfather Otto’s voice carried across the wind, and Aemond watched as he got closer, listening to the elder Hightower prattle on about the greatness of Aegon and his treaty.

Aegon was too thick to think of a treaty.

That was his mother and Otto’s idea.

He watched as your eyes flitted from Otto to him, mouth slackening. And then he felt it. The burning gaze of his uncle, Daemon Targaryen. The Rogue Prince had given him a one over, before looking down to his daughter.

Asking with his eyes to smite his nephew.

Aemond walked to stand in front of you beside the alter, and his breath had stopped in his lungs.

You were beautiful.

Stunning.

Regal.

Every part the blood of Old Valyria.

A true Targaryen through and through.

Your silver hair had shone in the light and your violet eyes had danced dangerously as you observed the man in front of you. Your robes fit you perfectly, and the headdress sat delicately upon your head. He wished to caress you, to promise you the world.

You were enchanting. Ethereal. Not of this world.

And you were his.

Candles were lit, and Aemond could scarcely pay attention to the world around him. He did not care. He was too preoccupied with how your teeth kept pulling at your lips nervously, or how your gaze would concentrate hard on his face. More specifically his eye.

Does it frighten you like the others?

Or do you see through it? Do you see through the horror of it and see the man beneath? The boy beneath?

Aemond's mouth had dried when he had run the sharp edge of dragonglass down your lip, watching as blood rushed to the surface of your mouth. He wished to step forward to lick it off the crimson droplets. He wished to taste its coppery tang upon his tongue. He wished to soothe the wound, and chase away the pain with his lips.

And then you had returned the favour, only your hand was not as gentle as he had been. Your hand did not hold awe, or reverence, or pride in it as you slid the glass down his parted and waiting lips.

Your hand had been rough, and cruel, and had sliced through his lip with far more force than had been needed. It was full of anger, and resentment, fury and rage. A loathing and sense of betrayal.

His zaldristos.

He relished in the pain, and welcomed the sharp sting, because it was you who was doing it. It was you giving yourself to him. Aemond would suffer any pains, swim any sea, do anything to have you. He would scour the realm in search of you by foot if he had needed to.

You would always be his.

And you would never be without him again.

He had sliced his own palm and held the blade towards you.

Your turn little one.

Your palm had opened from its stiff grip, and in your palm lay the evidence of your assault upon him that fateful night. His shoulder twinged as he looked at it. You had gotten him good that evening. Deep and sharp. The Maester had been uncertain if they would have been able to seal it. And so Aemond had told them to burn it. To melt the flesh together so that he may heal in the way of a dragon.

He had thought of you when the Maester had burnt his wound shut and sewed the rest together. It had felt like the night Lucerys had taken his eye. Except he had felt proud of you. He had felt proud that you had that fire. That anger and that rage. It had made his cock uncomfortably hard, and despite having lost a lot of blood, when the Maester had finally left his chambers, and his mother had stopped fussing and went back to hers, Aemond had tugged himself to his peak, using the arm on his injured side to relish in the pain you had delivered.

Like an angel of death.

You had hesitated to slice your palm and he had been patient. You could take as long as you wanted, but you would be his forever more.

When the blood pooled he grasped your hand, desperate to pour every inch of love into his wound that bled, hoping that his essence would flow into you, and that you would feel his devotion and admiration. Hoping that his love would seep into your heart and unfreeze it, and bring you back to him.

Your hands were bound together in ceremonial thread, and the final words were said.

“Ry kivia mazvestraksi.” Of darkness and light.

He was the darkness and you were his light. His entire being revolved around you like the sun.

Aemond’s cock twitched in his robes, and his heart soared.

What a triumph.

He stepped forward, closing the gap between the two of you and pressed his lips against yours. The bitter taste of copper had brushed into his mouth with his first cautious kiss. He was so anxious, but so overjoyed.

You were finally his.

Mine.

You were like opium. Your lips were so soft and tender against his own, and he could taste your essence on his tongue. Aemond tried in vain but he could not hold back any longer. His hand came to pull you in closer, grasping at the back of your head as he deepened the kiss. To drink you in like a man starved. Your blood the elixir of life, and he a dying man.

He licked at the blood to clean you, to have all of you, to taste you further and he almost moaned. Your sharp little teeth nipped at him and his hand tightened in your hair. He felt a breath puff out of your lips, and onto his, and imagined that you would do the same when he fucked you.

If he pulled your hair when he pressed himself up inside of you, would you sigh into his mouth? Would you moan and squirm in his grip as he fucked his seed into you?

When he pulled back, your pupils were dilated and your sweet little lips were smeared with your combined blood. You looked feral. Blood thirsty.

Bursting with rage.

His sweet little niece.

It made him harder, and he was thankful that the robes were loose.

“Mēre ñelly, mēre prūmia, mēre soul, sir se forever.”

One flesh, one heart, one soul. Now and forever.

You were his.

And he was yours.

Your blood ran through him, and his through you.

Now and forever.

His wife.

“Wife.” Aemond tested the word on his tongue and he knew in that moment it was meant to be.

It felt right.

It felt perfect.

It felt that the Gods knew you were destined to be together. Aemond had always known that the Gods made you for each other. He could always feel a magnetic pull to you. Drawing him in like a Siren.

As if you were tied by two threads, and no matter where you would be, no matter where you would go, no matter how hard you would try to pull, or cut, or tear the thread between you, it would not budge.

And you would always return to each other.

Mine.

As soon as your hand had left his, you had thrown yourself into your fathers arms. Daemon had watched Aemond over the top of your head. His eyes bored into Aemond’s as he expressed all the things he were to do to him if he had even the slightest inkling that he harmed his precious daughter, with only his eyes.

His favourite daughter.

His first child.

Aemond had blinked slowly at the man and watched as his uncle had cooed into your hair. His heart ached at the sight and he did not know why.

You had raced back into the castle, leaving Aemond with Otto and Ser Cole, watching as you and the others who resided on Dragonstone, trudged slowly and solely back inside.

Aemond had watched how Daemon fought desperately to not say a thing to Otto nor him, nor Cole. How his mouth had twitched and his hand had repeatedly tapped on the large hilt of the Dark Sister Blade.

Aemond admired the mans tenacity.

The young Prince had redressed himself out of the ceremonial garb and back into his riding leathers. He, Otto and Cole had walked and waited for you at the entrance of the castle to return. Little words being said between the three men.

When you had returned, you were in-between the hulking figure of your father and the handsome knight.

So he was your knight.

Aemond made a mental note to inquire into who this knight was, and if he had any loved ones he cared for.

Was he a first son? A second son? A third? Did he had sisters? Or brothers?

Jealousy rolled through Aemond as he thought of the Prince knowing you intimately. Doting on your every command. Bringing you your every desire.

Did he come to your chambers at night, when all had gone to rest, and warmed your bed?

Had he pierced your maidenhead and watched your blood streak his length? Had he whispered praise to you and brought you to your peak? Had he tasted you the way Aemond had? Had the made you cum on his hands as the Prince had done?

Aemond wanted to slice the knights head from his shoulders, and his cock from his body.

Heat rose in his body until Otto had spoken, and broke his tumbling thoughts. You had all but scoffed at his grandsire and looked up at your father with large, sad eyes. You had embraced, and Aemond once again felt a sting in his heart.

And also jealousy.

He wondered for a split moment if you had ever been intimate with your father, but the thought came and went just as quickly as it had arrived.

No.

Neither of you would have.

You had stormed away and Aemond had watched your hips sway as you marched up the grassy hill beside the castle, Otto calling out to you in confusion, and the loud laugh of Daemon flowed into the air. Aemond had to stop himself from smiling. Otto huffed under his breath, wondering where you were going.

Aemond knew exactly where you were going.

For it was the way that he came.

He followed you up the hill, not too far behind, but not quite racing either. He had all the time in the world. For the rest of your shared lives, you would be his. The grass crushed beneath his feet, and as he rounded a rocky corner he came face to face with a vision, sitting atop the famed Vermithor.

Your hair shimmered in the light and your leather riding clothes were snug on your figure. Aemond groaned under his breath as his cock twitched in his leather pants. A smirk wound its way on his face as he watched you spot him.

Vermithor was large, and mean and old. Just like his Vhagar was. HIs scales were bronze and his teeth were mangled and what a sight you were to be atop the old dragon. You had claimed the famed Vermithor, the Kings dragon. A dragon that had made men kneel.

You did not need a dragon to make Aemond bend the knee.

You could have uttered Dracarys, right then and there. Daemon and your knight could have easily subdued and slain Otto and Ser Cole, and you would have had the upper hand in the war.

But you didn’t.

You kept true to the treaty.

His little spitfire, zaldristos, darling niece, barely spared him a single glance as she commanded her great dragon into the sky, his bronze scales shimmering in sun.

Aemond had cooed out to Vhagar, moving around the cliffs face to find her patiently waiting for him, having sensed him through the bond as he pulled himself up the ropes and onto her back. The war dragon pushed herself into flight roughly, and called out into the air.

He had flown beside you, watching how well you had bonded to your new dragon, and so quickly. When a Targaryen would lose their dragon, that would be it. They would never bond with another.

But not you.

Oh no, not you.

Not his wife.

And that’s what made you his.

The journey to Kings Landing was far too long for his liking as his swollen member pressed painfully into his pants. He had tried to adjust himself to relieve the throbbing, but to no avail.

Aemond had thought the whole journey home about laying you down in his bed, parting your thighs and lapping at your waiting cunt. He had imagined licking, and suckling and fucking you on his fingers until completion. Stretching you open for his cock so that you would be ready.

He had imagined thrusting into you, holding you to him as you moaned and writhed beneath him, praising him, crying for him, wailing as the tip of his cock pushed up against your womb. He had imagined you panting, and wanting, and begging for his seed.

‘Please uncle, please give me it. Give me your seed.’

‘Put a babe in me, husband.’

‘Please fill me, Aem.’

‘I love you.’

I love you.

Those words were all that the Prince desired to hear.

But he knew that he wouldn’t.

You would most likely kick, and scratch, and bite at him. Hiss and curse, and spew vile insults. This image of you, all fiery beneath him, crying and sobbing, clawing and cursing, also made his cock throb.

Either way, he would have you.

You had arrived and disappeared before he had caught up. But there was only few places he knew he would find you. And so when his gut told him to go to the Godswood, he had followed it, and he was right.

There you stood, palm on the bark, head bowed, no doubt begging the Gods for mercy. For a miracle. Asking for them to slay him and his brother and any other who carried the Hightower blood, just as he had with the Strongs. He knew that you would be asking for protection from the monster you had married.

But he did not have to be cruel.

He could be good to you, if only you let him.

“The God’s won’t hear your prayers.” He had spoken, not being able to help himself. Not being able to try and get the fire within you to burst, to have you race at him again, blade in hand.

He watched in excitement as your little hand balled itself up in anger against the tree, a smear of blood being left behind. Aemond grinned.

Yes.

Yes, show me how much you hate me.

Show me your passion for me.

“Come. I will show you to our chambers.”

Our chambers.

Our.

He liked how it sounded on his tongue. He liked the way our sounded.

Us.

Our

We.

One flame, one flesh, one heart, one soul. Together.

Forever.

As you had always been destined to be.

You had turned, lips pulled down into a frown as he smiled brightly at you, joy coursing through him.

Our.

Us.

Your lips were scabbed where the cut was, with no blood lingering around your face, except for the symbol upon your forehead which he had pressed with a sacred thumb. You had left it undisturbed, just as he had.

See? We are already one.

We are the same.

“I wish to return to my old chambers.” You had demanded, but so softly, almost as if you were testing the waters.

Aemond could not help but tilt his head.

Gods, such a good wife already.

So obedient and good.

All mine.

“No.” Was all he had said, enjoying the anger that flashed across her face as he turned and began walking to his chambers.

No, not his.

Your shared chambers.

Ours.

The entire walk he thought of the possibility of taking you as soon as the chamber doors opened. Of bending you over the table in the centre of the room and rutting into your tight, wet heat. Of laying you down on the bed and ripping your riding leathers from your body, and thrusting himself deeply inside. To fuck into your wet cunt and have your screams and the slapping of skin carry through the entire Keep for all to hear.

Yes, she is mine.

She has always been mine.

She will always be mine.

He had watched you enter the chambers, eyes flitting around the space and knew immediately that your eyes would look to the passage door. That immediately you would be looking for a way out. Or reminiscing on your previous visit.

And you had.

Creatures of habit rarely change their design.

The passage was neither blocked, nor barricaded, and if you wished to attempt an escape, you were free to do so. Though he knew that you wouldn’t.

“You wouldn’t be able to leave that way, if that’s what you are thinking of.” His voice called across the room.

A lie.

Which you seemed to believe.

Such a good little girl.

He had offered you wine. Spiced Dornish wine, of the deepest red.

Your favourite.

He had remembered.

He remembered everything.

Everything you liked, and disliked. Everything you had said. Everything you had done. Everything that you had worn. Everything. He remembered it all.

You were in his head, every moment of every day. Every single waking hour he thought of you. Even as he lay in the bed of another, even as his cock filled Alys, even as she moaned and writhed beneath him, he thought of you.

And then your sweet little eyes had caught the faded red cover of your favourite book, sitting proudly on a pile of books he had compiled for your arrival. Books in which you had read to him. Books in which he knew you would like. Books in which he had remembered you liked.

It was all for you.

Everything was for you.

Do you not see? This is all for you.

“Sit.” He had commanded, to see if you would obey, to test the waters to see how much you would put your all into this treaty. For yourself. For your mother. For your family.

And you had sat, and his heart had soared.

You were making an effort.

You were trying to make this work.

You could see that he loved you, and maybe you were coming to terms that you loved him too.

“Drink.” Aemond commanded again, and you followed his orders.

His cock jumped in his breeches and he had to subtly move himself as he sat.

Would you open your mouth if he told you to? Would you cum if he commanded it? Would you take his member into your mouth and suck if he asked?

Would you be a good little wife for him?

His fiery little zaldristos, tamed and claimed by the mighty dragon that he was.

He lost himself in the images of you coming to your knees before him at the fireplace, with a wordless command. A simple finger gesture, a subtle point of his index to his feet, and the good little wife you were would be anxious and excited to please him. You would come to stand before him and kneel. Your tiny little hands, hands that had caused so much damage, hands that had scarred him, hands that had-

“The King wishes for us to dine with him this evening. To celebrate our union.”

He watched as your chest paused, and your face paled. Your lips had parted and your little hands had curled tightly around the goblet.

Ah.

“He will not touch you.”

A promise.

I will kill him if he ever has you.

When you had not said a word, and he had stood before you, your eyes glazed over as your mind no doubt reeled at the thought of being reunited with your eldest uncle. Aemond did not take offence when you had jumped at his palm.

“I will have the maids come and dress you for the evening.”

And they had. In the dress he had your favourite tailor in Dorne make for you.

One black dragon, one green dragon.

Together as one.

One.

Us.

Aemond had watched you be bathed and dressed and could not help but notice at how you were, despite being present physically in the room, not present mentally. You had drifted away behind your eyes and numbly let the women wash, dry and dress you. Even as he had touched the small of your back and led you out of the chambers, and cooed small compliments to you, you had not come back to the present.

Aemond had even tried mentioning Lucerys, to see if that could rise you from whatever depths you were lost in, and yet you did not come back to him.

He felt a pit of anxiety settle in his stomach.

He thought of Helaena, and how he had gradually watched her do the same. With each passing day, he watched his beloved sister, the sweetest and kindest of all, fade into a nothingness until not even she herself could stand it any longer, and threw herself from her window in Maegor’s Holdfast.

“Zaldristos.” He had uttered, small panic in his voice.

Please do not go with her.

I cannot loose you too.

Please Gods, do not let her go to madness. I will do whatever you ask me to.

Do not take her from me.

You had swallowed thickly after he spoke his prayer, and your eyes had met him. The spell had been broken, and the Gods had listened. You were back, and the first thing your eyes did was open widely, almost in shock of your hazy mind, looking down at the dress that fit you more perfectly than he could have ever imagined.

Aemond reminded himself to tip the tailor.

You had walked together, as one, to the intimate Dining Chambers, and were announced to the room as you entered. ‘His Lady Wife Y/n Velaryon.’

‘His Lady Wife.’

His.

Aegon sat with his small council around him, their mother and grandfather waiting at the table. Aegon had this mischievous glint in his eye which made Aemond inwardly cringe. He had remembered the look that Aegon would get when he wished to start trouble, and this evening would be no different.

“There they are!” The King had stood, arms wide and Aemond inwardly groaned.

His brother was a prick.

The crown on his head must weigh heavy on his skull, for his brain was surely being crushed by the force.

Aemond watched as Aegon tried to goad you into a fight, and he felt himself bristle instead.

She is mine.

Mine to love. Mine to touch. Mine to hold. Mine to torment, and fuck, and put heirs into.

Mine.

He had pulled a seat out for you, and you had sat, and he was proud of how well you were behaving on your first night back in the Red Keep. He had expected you to launch yourself across the table, all claws and teeth and rip his brothers, or his mothers, throat out.

Would it be a sin if he said he was disappointed that you didn’t?

Aemond could sense his good Lady Wife stiffening beside him and heat pouring from her body as Aegon continued to try and lure her into a fight. To try and get her to react to him. The air was tense from the other Lords at the table as they all watched in anticipation of a very tumultuous celebration of a very tumultuous union.

“I don’t think I’ve heard my niece be so quiet before. Have you broken her already, Aemond?”

Not in the way I would have liked to.

Not in the way you had tried to.

Aemond hummed.

“Don't tell me she has snatched your voice too, brother? One minute in her cunt and already you’ve gone soft.” Aegon snickered.

Fucking cunt.

Aemond watched as Otto tried, and failed, to diffuse the tension as he saw the warning signs of Aemond’s temper begin to simmer. It was fine for the Princess to be riled, she could not act if she wished to annul the treaty, but Aemond?

Aemond could do as he pleased.

And if he pleased to launch himself across the table and strike his drunken brother, he would.

Aegon laughed loudly and Aemond felt you stiffen beside him.

All instincts kicked in, and Aemond felt suddenly protective of you.

I won’t let him touch you.

You are mine now.

I won’t let anyone harm you again.

You are mine.

Conversation moved about the table, and Aemond felt he could relax, but only just. Aegon continued to drown himself in his cups, and he watched as you did not move to eat your supper, instead drinking from your goblet.

“Tell me brother, have you bed her yet?”

Aemond felt blinding rage course through him.

You fucking cunt. You fucking piece-

“Do you remember how it is done? I’d be happy to show you.”

Even the Lannister laughed, and Aemond had to control his breathing as to not take the blade at Ser Coles side and thrust it through the two of them.

You keep laughing, Lannister, and I will fuck a silver haired babe into your wife as a gift.

You keep laughing and I will make you watch me do it.

Willingly or not.

Alicent tried, and failed, as she always had, not that she ever fully tried, to chastise Aegon, to rein him in. But he was King now, and he had the Kingly arrogance to match.

“We should hold a bedding ceremony, to ensure that the deed is done properly. I can talk you through it.”

You fucking bastard.

He thinks I don't know how to fuck a woman? He thinks I don't know how to bed my own wife?

My niece?

If only he knew the things he was capable of. Of what he does to Alys. Of how she begs for it, and cries for it, and pleads on her knees, mouth open and eyes wide.

Or demands it, legs spread, cunt weeping and waiting for him.

“Come now brother, surely you have not forgotten what I showed you on your thirteenth name day.” Aegon laughed, pulling his goblet up to his lips.

Aemond’s heart ached and his stomach dropped.

He did not want to remember that.

He wished to forget.

He wished to forget their hands on him. Their mouth on him. How Aegon had laughed as he watched. How Aemond had not wanted to. How he had cried after and felt shame and anguish. How he had felt confliction and disgust.

He had wanted it to be you.

He had wanted to lay with you as his first.

But you weren’t his first. Nor his second, nor would you be his third.

Aegon saw to that.

Aegon had taken something from him in which he could never get back.

Aemond’s jaw clenched tightly as he watched his brother, the feeling of the older woman’s crawling hands on his body.

“The King is merely joking with you, My Prince. We are all in good spirits for this union.” Otto spoke.

Fuck you too.

“You heard the old bat, we are all in good spirits! You are finally wed to the one woman who had given you any attention at all. Sure, she is a bastard-“

“Watch your tongue.” You had sneered, finally breaking your silence.

Aemond pulled from his sickening thoughts and felt your anger beside him run through him. Your blood in him. He had never been so angry. He had never felt so vengeful. So provoked. Not even in Storms End did he feel such wrath.

He wished to kill his brother.

“So she speaks!” Aegon declared proudly to the table, looking at the Lords as they all smiled unsurely, “Finally. There is my niece who I know and love. Though I fear if you are able to speak, perhaps my brother did not fuc-“

Aemond shot up from the table, ready and willing to do it.

It could be so easy.

It could be so easy to kill him. Right here, right now. Before all the Lords and his mother. He could snuff the life out of the man he called his brother, his King, and he could do it without a second thought. He would gladly watch the light fade from those violet eyes. He could watch the wa-

“Aem, brother.” Aegon mock cooed, “You know I am only teasing. Come, let's raise our cups to this fine union!”

He was mocking him.

Mocking him.

He was saying he was not a man. Questioning his manhood again. Questioning his ability to be a man.

All lifted their cup and Aemond turned to look at you, you were already watching him. Your mouth was parted and pupils dilated and a flush lay on your cheeks. You were so angry. You were angry with him. But your eyes looked frightened.

Aemond watched as your hand came to soothe him, to touch him. He didn't want to be touched. He kept thinking of his thirteenth name-day and his skin crawled. And seeing you look up at him like that. In pity.

It disgusted him.

He didn’t want your pity.

“To my brother, may she warm your heart and your cock, and may you make me a grand-uncle soon enough. And to my wonderful niece, may you warm his bed, and birth his heirs, and feel the warmth of his love.”

Aemond bitterly drained his cup, and watched as his wife did the same. If he sat for a moment longer at this table, and had to look at his brothers shit eating grin a moment more, he would ride atop Vhagar and set the entire Keep ablaze.

“Excuse us, I wish to spend time with my wife.”

Aemond left the room, not even waiting for you, as he knew you would follow him. You would not sit alone in the chambers with Aegon or his mother. He knew you would not do it, and so the dutiful zaldristos followed him, just as he planned.

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ficsforeren · 3 years ago

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I’m sure you’ve heard this a hundred times already but chapter 4 was so bittersweet and you’re so talented. Your writing is amazing. I love reading all the little tidbits of what Eren is thinking and how strong he feels about you. And the way you set up the mutual pining. Just pure perfection.

Oh my god it just pisses me off how so many things could be resolved with communication! But it’s like that in real life too and my poor baby Eren has just been royally fucked over so many times that being vulnerable is just so terrifying of an option.

Ok just a few questions… to start off, where’s Armin? Are we going to see him later on? Is this where the chapter later on jealous sex comes in?

Also, it’s so cute how you included Moblit. He is so underappreciated. Sigh, I miss that bitch. We all need a friend like Moblit that reminds us to be careful and not do stupid shit. I mean, I guess after putting it like that… he’s basically the mom friend???

Two, girl the way you included Carla in this. It’s interesting to see a fic where Carla actually abandon Eren in a modern au! Fic. Is she still alive? Will we see her later on as part of Eren’s journey to learning how to express himself more freely and learning how to stop putting up walls?

Three, I FUCKING SAW ZEKE FRITZ IN THERE. Oh my god, does Grisha even know he has another son? Is that why Carla left? Because she found out that her husband had another family? Will we get a happy, non-toxic reunion between these two brothers? Who is Zeke married to? 🤭👀👀

Four, not really a question but Jean and Reiner even if they weren’t mentioned in this character. Oh Jean, you always break my heart you handsome, floozy son of a bitch. You too Reiner. Just in a different way. Such a good son wanting to make his mom proud and take care of her.

Five, my god Levi why haven’t you ever forced all three members of Empire into therapy? Low key feel like that would be a super funny crack chapter. Like Jean or something flirts with the reader and Eren gets PISSED to the point where he kicks the mf shit out of Jean. And the agency is like “ok anger management counseling time.”

Therapist: “can you tell me why you’re all here today.

Reiner: this isn’t fair! I didn’t do jackshit

Jean: you didn’t step in at all when eren was kicking the crap out of me

Reiner: it wouldn’t have helped you if Eren started beating the shit out of me too.

Eren to therapist: I’m here because of these two. if I wasn’t surrounded by idiots, you would be enjoying your afternoon.

Sorry for the rambling. I’m really loving your Last Song Series. Thanks for sharing your talent with us!!💕

OKAY FIRST OF ALL lemme just tell you how GIDDY I am to receive such long message from you. i don't know who you are or where you're from but

second, and I think I speak for all the writers here when I say that it doesn't matter if I have received similar messages in the past that complimented my writings because BRO???? THIS IS WHAT KEEPS ME GOING!!! I love writing fics, but every time I have to put my stuff on my blog I get so worried like I have to re-check my stuff at least three times (so that's like reading 45k every week lol). even when I'm about to publish my story, I will always go to @justasketch so she can wish me good luck cause that's just how worried I am. So whenever I get this kind of message, these positive feedbacks from you all, it gets me so pumped up and I can write like 10k in one sitting no kidding. and also, please don't apologize for rambling or sending me long messages I LOVE IT AND I LOVE YOU FOR SENDING THIS TO ME BLESS YOU AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL SOUL GODDAMN I'M IN LOVE

okay to answer your questions (jfc how cute can you be, i can feel your enthusiasm for my fic and i'm crying thank you so much for loving my story 😭😭😭)

Armin will show up in chapter 8 or 9 (I haven't finished writing chapter 5 yet but I've made a draft so he'll probably appear around that chapter). Mikasa will appear in the same chapter too, I think, and that's near the end because these two are going to start so many conflicts in eren and y/n's relationship lol. as for the jealous sex? hmmm, maybe 😏

dude I LOVE moblit. i think he's so adorable like we all need a friend like moblit honestly. he's one of y/n's co-workers and he likes her a lot but he's too shy to approach her. he's precious.

carla is still alive but... well, you'll see later in the story. just a heads up though, i love her, i think she's beautiful and she's so pure but in this fic, she's a terrible, terrible mother figure. And it's sad because eren loves her so much. she'll appear in the story when eren opens up about his past.

zeke is not related to eren or grisha, that's why i'm using Fritz as his last name. he's just a random person I use to be Pieck's love interest lol. he's not gonna have anything to do with the story, unfortunately.

there will be a few fun scenes with jean and reiner in chapter 5 and 6, i'm having so much fun writing their banters

DUDE THESE BOYS REALLY NEED THERAPY I SWEAR BUT HAHAHAHHAHAHA OMG I'M LAUGHING AT THE SCENARIO YOU PUT THERE I LOVE EREN'S LINE i think jean tries to avoid getting into fight with eren 'cause he got pretty scared when eren threatened him back then in chapter 3. also if he pisses him off so much and Eren decides to leave the band, he's gonna be so fucking screwed.

i'm surprised that you didn't mention anything about pieck or porco but you noticed zeke and moblit haha cute

#pieck is my fav character in this series #i have 3 more scenes written for her #i LOVE writing her dialogues SO MUCH #she's crazy #THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THIS LOVE!!!

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jean----ralphio · 4 years ago

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BoB live blog ep 2!

Aw yis episode 2 pls

Episode 2: Day of days.

And now for some shameless self-promotion: I named the restaurant in my BoB restaurant!au fanfic Jour des Jours, which according to google translate is French for day of days. It was a French restaurant. See what I did? I’m so smart. Any way it’s on AO3 if you wanna read it – Speirton have sex in a wine cellar. That’s the only thing I remember because tbh what else matters?

Anyway

On to the ep!

02:25 Once again I am an emotional wreck after just the credits. THE. MUSIC.

02:26 THEN THIS SHOW HAS THE AUDACITY TO HIT ME WITH IRL DICK WINTERS. NO. NO I CANNOT. I CANNOT COPE YOU GUYS I AM WEAK I LOVE YOU IRL DICK WINTERS!

04:02 OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD NO DON’T CRY IRL BABY, DON’T CRY I CAN’T HANDLE IT

04:58 RICH. I feel better now. Is it the best idea to be smoking at this point, Rich?

05:12 LOL at Dick staring, and his little smile. Kinda creepy there, Dick.

06:00 This is getting stressful. I am getting stressed.

06:15 Dick I really wish you would move away from the fucking door, I am having a hard enough time as it is

06:40 RICH.

06:45 Oh, nervous boys

06:56 Rich be careful, don’t break the clicky thing

07:27 OH GOD

08:08 OH SHIT

08:20 OH GOD NO. I AM STRESSED.

08:57 OH NO

09:05 OH NOOOOO

09:17 OH NO, OH GOD, FUCK

09:30 GUYS. STRESS.

10:20 JESUS SHIT

10:21 THAT WAS A MESS

11:05 I’m still so scared ahhhh Dick :s

11:08 Oh what did he lose? All his gear?? It’s karma for stressing me out so much.

11:14 That looked like it hurt

11:24 Aw baby. Hey Moriarty.

11:37 Dick coached the basketball team? Cute

11:57 LMFAO at their little crab walks

12:00 Nope. Not that way. Abort abort

12:24 Aw Moriarty looks so scared. It’s OK Moriarty you’re safe with Dad Winters.

13:01 OHHH his little shuddery breath <3 It’s OK! Dick will protect you!

13:33 Dick is just the sweetest, calming him down and cheering him up. And he’s so chill and natural about it.

13:40 “We’re not lost, private, we’re in Normandy.” LOL DICK ILY

14:31 That’s so cute, they’re so desperate to get to Dad <3

14:52 DAFUQ.

14:53 Ohhhh. Still weird. Smart but weird.

16:16 Everyone’s so happy to see Dick <3

16:25 “Who the hell is Hall?” Sorry I snorted lmao

16:55 Dad to the rescue

17:35 DAMMIT BILL. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS.

17:47 NOT THE HORSE! COME ON, BILL, DAFUQ

18:00 I do not like this. At all.

18:04 STOP.

18:17 DAD IS ANGRY. AND SO AM I.

18:20 Are you trying to step into the vacant punk bitch role, now that Ross is gone, Bill? ILY but come on, man.

18:23 Thank you Joe/Charlie

18:34 BILL. DO NOT.

18:37 Moriarty, baby, it’s OK

18:44 LMAO

19:11 Ew mosquitoes

19:25 Joe/Charlie is the best <3 “What was he gonna do, shout at them?” <3

19:42 Oh dear

20:10 The cows are like lol fuck off, this is our bombed out little field, get your own

20:14 Oh no

20:54 Malark, honey, no

21:24 Dick’s like ohhhhhh

21:44 Malark! Come on, leave him alone

21:50 The biggest plot twist

21:55 Fella’s hot

22:08 Same as you, Malark

22:18 I wouldn’t mind fraternizing with that particular enemy tbh

22:29 Ah. Poor horses </3 The boys had to make do I guess…

22:50 Lieb <3

23:01 Buck’s here too, thank God

23:14 Lord, thank you for his eyes

23:15 Look I feel like the most important issue has not been addressed WHERE THE FUCK IS RICH?

23:26 Dick’s like oh fuck I hope not. Except Dick Winters would never swear

23:32 Speirs! His smile is so creepy.

23:36 Speirs is like I don’t know, and I don’t care, it’s fine. I’m a one-man platoon, everyone else would just slow me down.

23:43 DON’T GIVE THEM TO HIM BUCK

24:03 No baby, you won’t.

24:10 Hot guy knows it, too

24:18 Speirs makes slogging through that mud look so easy lol

24:40 *Sigh*

25:15 Is Joe/Charlie still fixated on getting to Berlin to shank Hitler? Probably

25:58 Lol Speirs is so nosy

27:00 Aw but he bonded with you! Aw baby </3

27:15 Mood, tbh. Lip is literally the only Easy boy I would trust with TNT.

28:05 I don’t know why but this makes me lol. Stop playing hide and seek in the car, Dick

29:57 That’s my aesthetic. Lip and blossoms.

30:13 Speirs, your boy needs you!

31:04 There’s so much happening so fast, I can’t keep up. Which is probably on purpose.

31:21 OK I’M SO SORRY BUT THE “FUCK! MY ASS!” SUBTITLE STAYED ON MY SCREEN FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I LOST MY SHIT LAUGHING

31:39 Aw, Pop, baby

32:12 So stressful. Again.

32:29 Buck’s like oh cool that’s sick, lemme see

33:05 BUCK! Be careful!

33:18 Joe/Charlie is not having a good time right now. You know what would make things better for him? IF RICH WAS THERE. WHERE. IS. RICH.

34:13 He got his brass knuckles at last, so there’s that.

35:00 Malark!!

35:10 YOU IDIOT WHAT ARE YOU DOING

35:30 Lip’s busy being mum, give him a sec

35:55 Love you Moriarty

37:02 I just. The camera. Like shaking and mirroring his running and you can just feel the desperation and the frantic emotions and you can’t tell what’s happening because HE can’t tell what’s happening and it’s all just so rushed and scary and such a scramble and I.

37:38 Noooo

38:02 NOOOOOOOOOO

38:06 Not your fault Dick

38:26 I gasped

38:42 Ohhhh lookey here

38:55 Aw Lip

39:04 JFC. SPEIRS. MY DUDE. ISTG. He just springs up out of nowhere with a pile of ammo. (Also his fingers? JFC Lord have mercy). I feel like he is just SO. EXCITED. TO. KILL. So terrifying.

39:47 LMAO ohhh Lip <3 Your BF is here now, it’s fine.

41:09 I wish my husband would roll in on a tank. Actually no. No I don’t. I would be very concerned and would tell him to put it back where he found it.

41:12 FLIRTING. AGAIN. It’s almost cute enough to distract me from the fact that I HAVEN’T SEEN RICH IN A LONG TIME I AM NOT CONTENT. I do feel like it’s key that that is legit the first thing Nix does upon seeing Dick alive and well <3

42:25 Aw boys. I loved this whole scene.

43:22 Aw lol Dick

43:41 LMFAO GET WRECKED BILL

43:56 Dick your husband is calling you, pay attention

44:11 “Don’t ever get a cat” LMAO. Let your husband open the can, Dick. Aw I love that Nix knows already something is wrong and Dick is upset.

44:47 NIX GO TO HIM

44:55 You will save more people, Dick </3

46:00 Baby

46:30 DESERVED

Guys I would like to file an official complaint about the lack of Rich.

But God.

This episode. Play time and training time and running around Taccoa and Pottery barn in England with Ross the douchebag, that’s all in the past. Now it’s all real </3

#band of brothers #liveblog #WHERE IS RICH #the winnix in this god #ignore my shameless selfrec at the start

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sailor-cresselia · 6 years ago

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Zi-O Ep 36: Let’s mix it up a little!

So, I did things a little differently this week. Me and @miyukomatsuda were watching Marcosatsu’s History of Kabuto vid, and she suggested we watch Zi-O 36 together., too, since watching this alone my first time through would have been AWFUL. So, my notes might be a little. Weird this time around. I’m going to try to transcribe my chat with her in here.

*Fair warning, it gets a little... swear-y in here this time. Also, sorry for the length. Chats do that, and this is condensed down.*

(M is Miyuko, S is me.)

M: wanna try suffering through zi o

S: sure, just give me a couple minutes to get something

M: (thumbsup emoji)

S: how do we want to do this?

M: this should work. and if in doubt we both have the ep downloaded

- (insert cut here) -

M: Ginga. What is you

S: SPACE MAN

M: -suddenly here

S: WAIT NO THATS GEN

S: ahahaha “his power is worlds beyond us”

M: 13 THIS IS ON YOU

S: DECADE THIS IS ON YOU

M: Woz: “fuck if I know guys”

M: 13 AND DECADE THIS ON YOU

[there’s a whole group chat thing about a Doctor Who / Kamen Rider crossover universe, so the whole ‘Ginga’s from some other far off region of space-time’ thing brought it back up]

S: Swartz: FUCKING SWEET - whoops no Swartz is pissed never mind

M: *sweet new toy*

M: Woz: >:(

S: “world is /mine/ to destroy”

M: hahahaha

M: Woz: >:|

M: (dancing emoji, because we hit the OP)

M: I still think the statues are gonna unstatue in show

S: over quartzer is a JAM (don’t mind me, singing along)

M: that’s a MATH BREAKS THE WALLS level weird

M: (same hat) Rider music is top tier.

[title card, “2019: First Love, Finaly!”]

S: first kokoros

M: okay yuko.

M: LAYING IT ON A WEEE BIT THICK THERE MY DUDE

[swartz was sucking up to Yuko for her assistance w/ Ginga]

S: hora’s so tired of this

M: if he is a servant to oma zi o-explains a lot

M: TIME FOR BOWING

M: ofc woz is second

S: ahaha he just yoinks hora and heure

S: everyone drags geiz

M: YANK HIM DOWN

M: FORCES HIS KIDS DOWN

M: AND THEY JUST SLAM GEIZ DOWN

S: hve to shove him and hora download

M: JUST FUCKING LEAVES

S: woz and swartz are first to drop to their knees

S: WOW SCREW THIS LADY

M: of course woz does this

M: AND NOW FOR: INOUE IS SEXIST

M: heure laughing at swartz tho

S: HEURE GET OUT OF THERE

M: RUN KID

S: YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER

M: Woz: MajoOu

S: WOZ NO

M: me: :) (I KNEW IT!)

S: horny on main for evil

S: sougo’s kingdom to know why he betrayed the rebellion

M: SOUGO: GET YOUR HEART OUT OF YOUR PANTS YOU DUMB KITTY

S: SOUGO NO

S: YOU KNOW LIKE NYA

M: AND THEN SHE LIES TO HIM. LIAR

S: BLATANTLY NOT HER

M: Sougo you DUMB KITTY -SOUGO I AM FUCKING KINK SHAMING YOU

S: sougo ffs

M: INOUEEEEEE

M: Geiz is gonna kill him for real

S: uncle’s so confused

M: poor uncle

[miyuko had to go get food at this point]

M: IWAE I RETURN

S: IAWAE

M: Also Uncle: IT’S A MIRACLE

S: “screw this ginga guy, I don’t give a f. i’mma queen now”

S: the fact swartz actually thought this would work when she already hated him

M: that’s hilarious

M: Woz in the straightest he’s acted all season

S: sougo is a stupid stupid cat. surprised he’s never gotten his head stuck in a box

M: incredibly dumb kitty

M: SOUGO PUT DOWN THAT MILK. IT’S STUPID JUICE

S: ...i wonder if someone’s drawn that now actually after this arc

M: i’ve seen sougo with kitty ears-

M: UNCLE

S: NYA

M: GEIZ TRIES TO FLEE THIS BAD EP

M: Sougo you DUMB Kitty

S: sougo why do you know she had a bf in ‘08? you met her a long time before that.

[I was wrong, he met her in ‘08, she did the violence in ‘15]

M: Those poor extras on the stairs

S: GINGA RETURNS. KILLIN ERRYONE

M: TO TORMENT A STRIP MALL

S: ahahahah that’s hilarious

[I was talking about the fact that it’s just a freaking strip mall, not the fact that Ginga was destroying EVERYTHING]

M: also: something I noticed

S: that’s a fucking showa era attack name if I every heard one [Dynamite Sunshine]

M: thanks to a youtube comp of woz’s speech... Woz does the energy blast that our main three time jackers do

S: fourze and faiz pt 1

M: yeah!

S: one does not interupt his overlord’s transformation

M: I think woz is a time jacker.

S: also he kicked geiz’s ass in wizard pt 1

M: And of course bastard man is fine while his cohorts get blown back

S: b/c he’s too OP

M: SOUGO NO. SOUGO YOU DUMB KITTY

S: also evidence for woz being a time jacker: Hat!Woz called Swartz ‘Sir Swartz’

S: FFS SOUGO [when he took the hit for Yuko]

M: (yeah!)

M: also. JIRO

M: JIRO WHY

S: Woof. awoo

M: [don’t awoo, $350 penalty sign]

S: :sad wolf:

M: HE’S SOLAR POWERED [re: Ginga]

M: oh hey otoya violin

S: EVIL KIKAI

M: SOUGO GET YOUR HEART AND YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR PANTS

S: Sougo you stupid, stupid cat, she’s just got a ruler complex

M: YOU DUMB KITTY WHO I AM KINK SHAMING

[re: sougo calling her Miss Sailor, because that’s what he’s always called his crush]

S: it’s just your nickname for her anyway, she wouldn’t have known it even if it IS her

S: She’d be in charge sougo. you’d be the consort

M: HIS FACE

S: “WHOOPS”

M: Canon sougo: “OH SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT CHILDREN”

S: “FORGOT ABOUT THE HEIR PART”

[lost some more of the chat. Couldn’t quite screencap it because Rabbit disagreed with keeping the chat where I scrolled to]

S: GOODBYE

M: YEET. TIME FOR A FIGHT

S: AWOOOO

S: so like where did she GET these three? And why does this only this one seem to be aware

M: I think it’s SUPPOESD to be the real vers and they just serve Kiva

S: It’s *probably* him.

S: True, Kiva’s a title, isn’t it? Like hibiki.

S: also PRIME time to pause that wow [Jiro saying “Men become more refined through pain.”]

M: OF COURSE. INOUEEEEE

M: BYE JIRO YOU WERE POINTLESS

S: INOUE NO

S: FAREWELL PUPPER

M: oh hey the bf

M: “scary”

S: understatement of the era

M: OF COURSE

M: Geiz now has to see a murder

M: MANHOLE. Which note she can barely lift. JFC

S: YUKO NO

S: SHE TRAINED LATER

M: WAHT THE FUCK LADY

S: AND LEARNS TO KICK THEM UP. IN HEELS

M: Poor Tetsuya

S: SHE DID A MURDER

M: WHY WOULD YOU HANG OUT TOGETHER JFC

S: you idiots you made it easier for her

M: YEET. RIP ALL THREE OF THESE DUDES.

S: yooooo.

M: SORRY YOU WON’T GET PAID FOR WATCH REPAIR JUNICHIRO

M: SOUGO YOU ABSOLUTE DUMB KITTY

S: I like how the Another Kiva transformation includes the bats instead of just the usual Another Rider special effects

[on to the last fight against Ginga]

M: Ey! TOKI NO OUJA

S: YES [it’s actually the instrumental used as a fight music, but it’s still always nice to hear. I like noting the piano versions more, though. The ones that are used for atmosphere]

M: YEET! THIS MAKES EVEN LESS SENSE THAN NORMAL

S: WHEN IN DOUBT, THROW THE SWORD. THROWING YOUR SWORD ALWAYS WORKS.

M: SURE WHY NOT

[seriously, Sougo, Geiz, and Woz all threw their weapons at Ginga, then rider kicked said weapons into his chest as the finisher. wtf]

S: beams the hell out of there

[Woz nabs the Ginga watch with his scarf]

M: YOINK

M: “I CAN’T TRINITY ANYMORE”

S: Swartz: YOINK GOT YOUR- HOLD UP

S: Woz: “I CAN’T KEEP DOING THAT”

M: the real reason Woz did this is clearly: “FUCK YOU I AM NOT BODYSHARING AGAIN”

S: “Waga Maou I adore you but. No. I can’t do this again.

M: also lbr SWARTZ WOULD BE TERRIFYING WITH GINGA’S POWER

M: JFC LADY, HE **DUMPED** YOU

S: Swartz is terrifying with his OWN power

M: SOUGO PLS STOP WITH THE STUPID JUICE

S: SOUGO

M: SOUGO AND JON BOTH DRANK STUPID JUICE THIS WEEK

S: at least he’s *kind of* willing to fight her.

M: AT LEAST JON MANNED UP AND KILLED DANY

S: okay only kind of

M: Woz: “FUCK THIS, MY TURN”

S: he pulled out the watch at least

S: UCHUU KITAA

M: :D HE ABRIDGED

S: WOZ

M: I hope he makes the full speech next time :D

S: GOTTA CUT IT SHORT

M: (I love woz’s speeches)

S: waga maou is being a moron

M: OKAY

S: don’t have time for this

M: Woz: **FUCK THIS I ROLL TO USE GINGA**

M: everyone: **THANK YOU**

[for ref, Miyuko has an AU where the Heisei Rider seasons are D&D campaigns]

M: -SO MANY QUESTIONS

S: and they just turn back into their weapon forms

M: yeah

S: not even disappear, just the weapons again

M: they uh kind of got sealed in their-

M: STOP

M: INOUE

S: INOUE, Another Riders don’t DIE

M: **THANK FUCK** BUT ALSO INOUE

S: OH WAIT IT’S HORA

S: BANG

M: GOOD RIDDENCE

S: I MEAN SHE HAD IT COMING BUT

M: :(

M: INOUEEEEEE

M: first heartbreak, WOZ PLS

M: toki no ouja

S: HEY WE NEVER HAD THE RECAP EARLIER

M: INOUEEEE

M: SHE RUINED PIE FOR HIM

S: om nom pie

M: WOZ JUST INHALING PIE

S: YOINKING YOUR PIE (respect the pie)

M: GEIZ NEARLY CHOKING THIS TIME (Woz choked on pie TWICE last time)

M: SOUGO’S REAL FIRST LOVE AS PLAYED BY YURI FROM KIVA

M: -oh my fucking god he’s a cat jfc

S: sougo. no. sweetie.

M: Tsukuyomi are you the only women who didn’t know this would work

M: NEXT TIME

M: OKAY

S: Decade: STOP THAT

S: Decade: I am the multiverses janitor

M: well if tendou can’t come back might as well get his successor to arrogance

S: ahahahah

M: DO YOU SEE WY I WARNED YOU ABOUT THE CRINGE JFC

S: YEAH

M: INOUE WHAT THE FUCK

S: WOW. NOT GREAT

M: THAT IS NOT AN EP TO WATCH ALONE

S: MY NOTES WOULD HAVE JUST BEEN “uuuggghghh”

M: that was me watching

M: I GIFFED parts because of how bad it was and I need people to KNOW in chat

S: this was. Bad. So bad. neither villain did well

M: nope

S: just yeet ginga back off into space

M: rider wikia says we learn ginga lore next time too so HERE’S FUCKING HOPING

S: Thats something

M: and yuko just got TRASHED

S: RIGHT BECAUSE METEORITE AND SPACE

M: SHE DIDN’T NEED TO BE INSANE INOUE

S: AND HE’S FROM SPACE

M: Ginga also means Galaxy

S: ye, I know

M: ye. Themeing. -also

S: SPACE MAN

M: has sougo not used fourze armor before now because I thought he did

M: WHY IS SOUGO UCHU KITA-ING

S: he’s used it in it’s debut

M: **SOUGO WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO GENTARO**

S: and then in the mass fight against the Another Riders in the Another ZiO arc. but that’s it

M: yeah! Ty

M: SOUGO WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO GENTARO NOW WHY IS THAT IN THE PREVIEW-

M: oh my god

S: much like gatakiriba, it would probably murder the CG budget

M: he’s going to fucking space.

M: THEY’RE GOING TO FUCKING SPCAE ARNE’T THEY

S: the zi-o Fourze finisher is him just. Armoring up and BEING the rocket. It was ridiculous.

M: YEP. I love it!

S: goes all Snipe Level One on the monster, spinning like a bullet

M: YUP. Remember him fucking up build’s catch phrase AND math

S: even Ryuuga knew he was getting it wrong. that takes “skill”

M: WHEN EVEN THE BF KNOWS

S: we should have seen babby reality warper coming when he used Ex-Aid and took the speciall effects and threw them at the Another Rider

M: yep

S: ~casual reminder that zi o can be read as ‘character king’~

M: (eyes emoji)

S: ~as in written character~

So, over all… NOT A GOOD EPISODE. I basically went from assorted variants of “Eh” to “ugh why this” throughout. This was definitely a low point on the ‘tribute episodes’ scale, and that’s taking the character assassination from the Build arc into account.

#kamen rider zi o #sailorcressy says #sorry for the length

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rebirthpyre-archive · 8 years ago

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“Memory Stone”

Send “Memory Stone” to get a flashback from my muses past. || Absolutely Accepting tbh please send this in

“So this whole rock enthusiasm, is it jus’ hereditary or somemin’ Teach?” Not that he could blame Steven in the slightest, rocks are cool! Even to this clueless snagger there was something intriguing to them. “I can’t believe you ‘nd your old man have this many, how’d you both even manage this?”

To have an excess of anything is still new to Wes. Well, an excess of anything other than sand and dust, that is. The room was filled with display cases, each one lined with stones that were well looked after; polished and handled with more care than Wes expected a stone to be treated with. They were all amazing, though one in specific caught his eye more than others.

It was a bright green color, a shade of which was only ever appealing to the eye in stones or colorful children’s cereal. It seemed to be a fairly new piece to the collection, held in a display all it’s own. “Hey, what’s this-” It began glowing as Steven approached, whatever the Champion was about to say cut off as an image formed in the stone’s surface.

“Rui, I don’t wanna rush you, but if you’re feelin’ better now... we gotta go. This is Cipher’s Lab. They’ll catch us sooner or later.”

Part of him didn’t want to move at all, he was surprisingly comfortable sitting on the floor with Rui asleep in his lap. Perhaps that was what unnerved him the most, the sense of comfort in an enemy base. He should have been afraid, and yet here they were.

The break wasn’t a long one, lasted momentarily so the empath could stop and rest. Wes knew it was easy for her to become overloaded by emotions and if this place had held Shadow Pokemon once... he wondered what sorts of things she must have been feeling here.

Even Wes was uncomfortable, he could tell his Pokemon were too. Whenever they were sent out the Pokemon seemed... afraid, Affection had popped out from her PokeBall many a time now just to nuzzle against him. No one liked it here, but something had to be done about Ein and his Shadow Pokemon Production at the source. Wes hated forcing Rui to be in a place like this, hated making his Pokemon be someplace that obviously frightened them, but here they were.

Rui sat up and Wes pushed himself to his feet, reaching down to help her up. Lux and Sol both stretched and shook themselves out. He had no idea where they were, but they had to keep move-

Something barreled in behind him, caught the Orrean off guard and causing him to stumble forward with a surprised grunt. He found himself dazed for a moment, bought back to focus when Rui screamed behind him. When he looks behind himself Lux and Sol have jumped towards a Peon, trying to bite through the armored-uniform to little avail.

Back in present day the image on the stone has more than surprised him, watching the surface of the stone in horror. The image showed the scenario devolve into a fight between Wes and the Peon, Rui halfway across the room while the vision worsened.

And he watched the Peon fall to the floor, watched as his past self wrapped his hands around the Peon’s neck; watched the peon struggling below him, grabbing the snagger’s wrists and trying to get free. Struggling, struggling...

And falling still.

“That- what the hell was that?! It.. that-”

“-that never happened!”

#☾ written in his veins (drabbles)#☾ ask #☾ I'll carve a new path (answered memes)#:: violence #:: strangulation #((remember how I always say shit happened in the Shadow Pokemon Lab #and that Wes doesn't remember any of it?#yeahhh #it totally happened #but wes has no fucking clue that it did #poor idiot is terrified jfc))#sterlingsilverchampion

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bienmoreau · 7 years ago

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The Dork Reads Lightning-struck Heart: Charpters 1-6

It has begun! @lio-zehel & @glitterghost this is basically just the notes i made on my phone as I went so sorry for the total lack of rhyme or reason to it or much referral back to the actual text for context XD

Gary. The gay hornless unicorn who snorts sparkles out his nose

The introductory villain asking politely if he can get back to monologging his story.

Why the casual bestiality. Like. I probably should have see it coming from the gay talking unicorn. but still..

Also so far this feels very very like one of the tripper episodes of The Magicians.. not that that’s a bad thing.. just odd the read.

The waviest.

Chapter 2. Please don’t make my nipples explode.

So much swearing.

Aaaww caring parents.

....And pink pointy shoes. Because why not.

“I like your shoes.”

“Thank you little one. I made them [...] I like your face”

“Thank you big one. My parents made it when they got married. I was a honeymoon baby. Whatever that means”

DOES HE HAVE AN OFF SWITCH JFC!??

Aww SUPER SUPPORTIVE PARENTS and a pink shoed wizard (who will be very violent if crossed)

JFC sam is so bossy.

She checked me over that I wasn’t injured before she injured me.

He thinks I’m wicked awesome and I’m the future kings wizard. And then I will curse you both so hard you will have extra fingers coming out of your faces.

And damn supportive parents. Making sure their idiot child will look his best for his crush.

Aww brutal.

“That’s rough buddy.” At the whole prince / Knight situation.

Yes. You are being an awkward asshole

But dw you’re definitely not as big an asshole as Justin.

Oh my god. This has been going on for 47 minutes.

I swear he says the wants to touch people with his mouth way too frequently

These chapter names are so disconcerting

Needless to say I looked like a HIGH END prostitute (is that.. is that the look you go for for a royal feast)

I’m like an advertisement for circumcision. ...........um..

I could make it look like an accident.. I’ve done it before.

He looked like he should own several brothels.. and now the outfit suddenly fits the situation...

Why. Why would wink at the king? Why.

Wtffffff why is the king flirting with Gary. This is so weird.

Gay unicorn @ the literal King: “You look like a walking daddy fetish”

WHY!?

“YAAAAAAAAAAAY”

JFC WHY. WHY WOULD HE DO THAT. WTF I HATE IT. I HATE THIS. WHY. HORRIBLE. HORRIFIC.

OH SON OF A BITCH WTF. WHY KING MAN WHY. NOT COOL AT ALL. OH GOD THIS IS SO FUKING AWKWARD. I HATE IT. I HATE IT WITH SO MUCH OF MY BEING THIS IS NOT OKAY.

(Someone in the audience said “yaaaaaaaay” and started slow clapping). I hate it.

“Your flower gonna get eaten”. why?

Aaaahhhh!!!! “Simple. I’m asexual” YES THEN ACE WIZARD FOR THE WIN!

Ummm... there’s not mpreg in these books is there... like.. there’s not right?

The totally bizarre aggressive confidence sam has is genuinely terrifying

Omfg. Why would he advertise like that!?

Okay but. So like I’m annoyed and worried because I’m pretty sure y’all are fans of Justin (and idk probably ship him with Sam). And like I’m only a couple chapters in but I like Ryan. And idk why I haven’t see any of you mention him. So like wtf is he going to do to reverse all this set up? Like it totally reads as/feels mutual.

Like. What’s gonna happen? ‘Cause it’s making me nervous.

You’re adorable with your angry glitter.

—

Now. Tell me more about myself.

Ryan would laugh and I would laugh while I withered on the inside. Is probably one of the realist things I’ve ever read.

This book is like a completely inexplicable info dump. Like we’ve had almost no world building but there’s is so much happening all the time. Every other sentence has so much going on it’s like effort to actually fully comprehend the intended take away.

“Your segway was clunky and I am embarrassed for you.”

I love how sarcastic everyone is. It’s so much fun

So. Much. Confidence.

“Who was Todd trying to intimidate?”

Really Sam? REALLY?

Ryan is so protective.

Silence.

“Sweet gods”

JFC sam.

J. F. C. Sam!

Poor Todd. Poor poor Todd. Sweet boy.

DONT FUKIN PAT HIS DICK SAM!

Also why the weird gender switches when they’re talking abt marriage?

JUST BE QUIET SAM!

JUST SHUUUSHHHHH!

Awww Ryan knows his allergies.

(Also. Brutal allergies. Duck and blueberries are both lovely.)

Poor Todd.

also why does Todd keep repeating blueberries?

Ryan is definitely enjoying this fiasco at least a little bit.

The waiter practically ran away. “I like him. Very quick service”

PHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

“the tip of your sword is poking me [...] you’re getting it all over me.”

And of course. What this car crash of a date really needed was dark wizards. Of course. At least it means Sam might not talk more

- “I like your eyebrows”

Okay. Never mind that then.

“I didn’t accidentally cast an invisibility spell on the walk over”

K but. Like. Ryan is smitten right?

“Nice? That’s not a ringing endorsement.”

“I like your ears.”

“Everyone has ears sam”

Poor Sam. What an obtuse fool.

Did he just talk his way out of a fight by accident?

Oh maybe not..

Ayy he’s a badass fool

I really enjoy how the magic is written/written about. It’s got a really nice feel to it as a magic ‘system’

Also like.. bruh.. it is not painfully obvious the Ryan is his anchor/cornerstone?

It was all gonna be fine.

IT WAS NOT FINE!

#the dork reads tlsh #the dork reads #random chatter

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brilliantyears · 7 years ago

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wolf 359 finale

No liveblogging because I wanted to avoid all spoilers at all costs but here goes livetyping (then posting everything in one go) OOOOOMG.

Needless to say: spoilers! (I'm also tagging this post of course)

- HOLY SHIT HERE WE GO - wow sad Pryce backstory - ok this was the creepiest 'Hello little girl' ever, Cutter stahp. But okay Pryce isn't quite as old as Cutter, that's interesting. - "KEPLER WHY ARE YOU ON MY SHIP" lmfaoooo - how badly I just want them to leave NOW, to hell with everything, but alas 2 hours left lmao kill me - "Eiffel will this work" Eiffel is the expert "It will work" oh crap - Jacobi is in pain NO - is Kepler saying thank you - "I'm concerned" "OH YOU'RE CONCERNED" - no Kepler stop the weak excuses omg "I played the game" shut up "bigger p-" NO - yessssss Jacobi you're calling it - what is Lovelace doing what is she eating omg haha - wtf that fridge, freezer, drinks cabinet, because of course lmfao - every time they mention "back on earth" and "home" I mean almost two hours left to this episode we're all screwed aren't we - "do let it hit you on the way out" Jacobi I love you - species but WHICH one - everyone sounds really damn happy about Minkowski's decision? - "Jacobi don't" ok tiny feels - KEPLER TAKE THE RIGHT SIDE - RACHEL TAKE THE RIGHT SIDE - OH they don't fuck - JACOBI SPEECH OMG I LOVE YOU you are the best ;0; - but what is the evil plannnnnn - KEPLER NO oh god "don't do this colonel" BIG FEELS "thank you Daniel and goodbye" HUGE FEELS - I'm dead - Maxwell - flashback?! - MAXWELL - huge, crushing, feels - "Have you gotten the whiskey speech yet?" LMFAO - Kepler you big ass - Cutter omg - TRACKER AND TRANSMITTER ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME HANDS OFF MY BBY - Eiffel's log... T_T - ok here are my tears, at last - Eiffel and Minkowski laughing over musical I love it - but one day more ok end my suffering now - Zach making Eiffel do a terrible Hilbert imitation is.. Zach, you are perfect, never change - OMG MINKOWSKI OMG EIFFEL SCREAMING OMG MORE TEARS HOLY S HIT - this can't be the last we hear of Eiffel right? right? nah - "Mr Jacobi's tracker" one thing I never want to hear again - did Kepler really use "Eiffel" and "enemy forces" in one sentence, like, have you MET Eiffel - "I'm so sick of this happening" oh whoops of course because he's torpedoed into space alone AGAIN - "wait a minute where is Eiffel" AGAIN - a wolf 359 unique trope - Hera's "chance to say goodbye" T_T - "so: reckless, dangerous and practically guaranteed to fail?" - "not in a million years" - just a random moment to say so far this episode is VERY GOOD and I'm not dead yet?? - Cutter plays the piano because of course - "Do... read a book some time" MIRANDA - so brave new world = The Tempest, after all - device what device - "Oohhh fun!" that was v creepy, Cutter - and after all that's happened Eiffel says Minkowski's name right - hahahahha EIFFEL WHAT this is terrible - Eiffel have you not being paying any attention - Jacobi lmfao "you're gonna ruin everything" - "VIC" - "she basically invented the paranoia on this station" lmao - "AWW YOUR LITTLE FACE" Jacobi you perfect asshole I love you - JACOBI ARE YOU OK OMG - STOP HURTING JACOBI JFC - JACOBI DON'T GET KILLED - PLEASE I BEG YOU - Minkowski and Lovelace scheming together is in my top 3 of favourite things in the universe - "there are way too many ghosts in this place" feels - Hilbertttttt omg everyone is in this episode????? - Lovelace sass - Hilbert/Selberg groan - "I am never going to be rid of you am I" IF ONLY YOU KNEW - EIFFEL FFS YOU SHOULD HAVE PAID ATTENTION - I BELIEVE IN YOU - "I can't do this, not on my own" "That I'm not smart enough, that I'm not military enough, that I'm not YOU enough" "Let it go, let it all go" RIGHT IN THE HEART - GOOD JOB EIFFEL - what a terrible way to confirm identity btw just saying, "here's my password for everyone to hear because I have to say it out loud!" jfc - "a very witching hour" did you really - DEVICE WHAT DEVICE - WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO - 2 MINUTES NO WHAT STOP - haha wow Cutter talking to the Dear Listeners oh man - what happened last time OH RIGHT Kepler lost a hand - good luck Cutter lmfao - virus because of course - decima???? but but wait? or is it? but Eiffel survived that? - it IS DECIMA but wait what - OH HOLY FUCK THE DESTRUCTION OF THE HUMAN RACE - "SO IF YOU STILL WANT TO LEARN SOMETHING FROM US" - ALL OF THIS SHIT OVER MUSIC?! GODDAMN MUSIC????!!!SOFJ;LASFKJL;SAF - oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh it's blue - "Nice to meet you, Bob!" HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS TERRIBLE - also Cutter you are disgusting - I could use some Bob-sass right now - "Remarkable and cold" that's just Pryce & Carter honestly - ah yes the sass there it is - which technology do they want - THE ABILITY TO WHAT OH FUCK OF COURSE - "Bobby baby no" CUTTER OMG STOP - "We - like - humans" "new" "better" "randomness out of the equation" "self-guided evolution" Idk what to say - acceptable?! - STOP SAYING "BOB" IT'S KILLING ME - Douglas Eiffel "the appropriate mental structure" AHAHAHSFLKDJSA;FASJ;LFKJSAFLKASFJASJAS FSOHHSFHSFHSADF - OH THIS IS THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE EVER - HAHAHASLFKJ;SAFJ;LASF I CAN'T I'M DEAD - HOLY MOLY CUTTER THAT WAS HOLY SHIT NO THAT WAS TERRIFYING DON'T DO THAT AGAIN - Eiffel no - EIFFEL NO - EIIIIFFFFFFFFEL NOOOOOOO - EIFFEL. NO. NO. - stop. saying. Bob. Eiffel why did you have to call him Bob goddammit - Eiffel no - "Tell me I didn't kill anyone we like" Eiffel is channeling all of us - "let's make sure at least someone makes it through this" all of you plz minus Pryce and Carter and Rachel because yeah - Minkowski no - I don't know what you're going to do but no - Lovelace yes - "Let's go get our idiot back" ily Isabel - STOP HURTING JACOBI - PLEASE - I'M SO SCARED FOR MY BBY - "your funeral" shut up - ok Zach talking to Zach just perfect this is what I'm going to miss when it's all over tbh - "YOU KILLED BOB ARE YOU CRAZY" - "I JUST HATE LOOSE ENDS" well I HATE YOU - "the Pryce is not right" haha oh crap - Harry Potter books one through four "oh that's nice" YES WHAT THE HELL PRYCE - "So that's who Dumbledore is" DO READ A BOOK SOME TIME, MIRANDA - HERA how though - complicated, yes I'd say so - Cutter step away - "streamline" lmfao "me?!" haha "can't of course catch bullets" ENHANCEMENTS no "rude" dammit - JACOBI BE OKAY PLEASE - ok I am now 100% sure who my favourite terrible character is hi Jacobi PLEASE BE OKAY - JACOBI YES - Pryce vs Hera, this is terrifying - "You don't look like me" "I spent my entire life trying to NOT be you" "Adorable but futile" holy crap - stop calling her 214 you creeper - careful with Eiffel kids - the first two Queen albums and all things Star Wars prequels "I think I might be okay with that last one actually" hahahahahahahaHA - "bye bye Mr Bob" I think you're making a mistake Rachel - Kepler shut up no one cares about you (I do but NO ONE ON THE HEPHAESTUS) - "don't go soft on me Warren" oh Rachel - "we have to tell Mr Cutter" "do we?" listen to Warren - KEPLER YES - KEPLER YESSSSSS - KEPLERRRRRRR YESSSSSSSSSSSS - (oh no Rachel but) - KEPLER YES - YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS - KEPLER OH NO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - NO NO NO NO NO - SOMEONE STOP HER - of course he was the one to go - fuck T_T FUCK - FUCKKK T____________T - it was oddly nice to hear he had his whiskey with him - oh god I'm worried about Jacobi what will he feel - Cutter - JACOBIIIIIIIIIII - NO NO NO NO NO NO NO - JACOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - my heart - MY HEART MY POOR HEART - he went out with a bang - MY HEART T_T - Minlace vs Cutter oh my god - NO NO NO NO - JEZUS FUCKING CHRIST YOU ALL LIKE TO WATCH US SUFFER DON'T YOU - MINKOWSKI NOOOOO - so everyone dies? are we going to ignore the existence of this episode? are we? yes? yes. - STOP HURTING EIFFEL YOU GIGANTIC BITCH - STOP TOUCHING HIS MEMORIES - this is going to be a farewell?! - DON'T DO THE FAREWELL SPEECH THING - PLEASE DON'T - Cutter shut up - Minkowski are you ok - HOLY SHIT MINKOWSKI GO GO GO - "I actually felt that one" GOOD - YES LOVELACE SHOOT HIM - "neat" shUT UP - HOLY MOLY LOVELACE YES - groaning Cutter - HARPOON A FUCKING HARPOON THAT IS BRILLIANT - "that is not how this is supposed to end" BYE BITCH - Minkowski T_T - Lovelace T_T - go get Eiffel - there is no way anyone is going to make it out alive ok I'm trying to make peace with this - out of all the terrible people Pryce is still there why - "goodbye doctor Pryce" Hera you are scary what are you doing - everyone is going to die - "thanks for all the fish before I don't understand that reference" omg - NO YOU IDIOT PRYCE IS RIGHT BUT - IT'S THE ONLY THING TO DO BUT - OH MY GOD NO - eiFFEL - what a pleasure to hear Pryce so angry for a moment - bye bitch - Eiffel :( - oh god he gets to say goodbye - OH GOD HE GETS TO SAY GOODBYE I'M CRYING - CRYING - NO NO NO NO NO - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY ARE THEY HURTING US SO POOR HERA - "he's gone" - oh no this flashback please stop we're already broken. you're kicking someone who's already down stop it - "Minkovski" "Minkowski" "Minkovski" "Minekowski" oh no :'(((( - cigarettes ffs all the feelings "I'll think of something" omg - oh no I'm crying so hard oh no - "starrrr- what?" NO - Lovelace - end our suffering - end all our sufferings - Hera no - why do you hate us so - Minkowski is basically all alone now - WHY DO YOU HATE US SO - WE HAVE FEELINGS TOO - "Renée, Renée?!" - WHAT IS HAPPENING - WHAT WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING - OMG - LOVELACE. MINKOWSKI. - IS THIS HAPPENING - IS ANYONE ELSE ALIVE?! - HERA. EIFFEL?! - JACOBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII - "JACOBI MY PERSONAL LORD AND SAVIOUR THANK GOD YOU GOT US OUT OF THAT DEATH TRAP" OMGGGGG - OMG OMGSODFKJ;SAF JOMG OGM OGM OMG OMGOMG OMGOMGOM G OMG THANK YOU UNIVERSE - JACOBI IS ALIVE - "Jacobi, what about Kepler?" I love that you asked :( - "No." "I'm sorry." "It's alright." oh god you really did love him?! You really did?! And everyone knew. I can't interpret this any other way, I just can't - Eiffel EIFFEL this is brilliant the logs oh god this is brilliant I love it yeah you were a jerk but we love you so much Eiffel - BY THE WAY Jacobi is alive JACOBI IS ALIVE - "Am I still that same person?" oh man are they doing what I think they're doing? Super duper Eiffel not-a-jerk-redemption-arc?? - MY FAVES ARE ALIVE I'M JUST SAYING - Oh my god PRYCE IS ALIVE?! - ahahhaskfljas;f ahahahahahaha *spirals into insanity* - Pryce. Hera. Holy crap. I... I don't know what I expected but this is beautiful?? I can't believe this is happening? This is so good? I love it? - Jacobi is alive I can't believe I get to hear him talk still I am so happy I can die peacefully - if it doesn't hold I'll scream, I'm just saying - "TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DO ALL THIS JUST TO WIN A BET" OF COURSE HE DID HAHAHAHAHA IT'S JACOBI i'm dead - no glitches! you deserve it bby! - we are talking about "back on earth", I'm so happy - thank you universe - find husband, take apart Goddard Futuristics, Disney Land, vacations, I love this thank you - "see you on the other side" I'd be happy if you never say terrifying things like that ever again thanks - "Hera, you ready to go home?" "What about you mister?" I love you all - I love you all so much thank you for staying alive I love you - Eiffel ;0; - "Spending time with you two was one of the best things I ever did" aw - this doesn't sound good - please be ok, you're ok right? yes yes you are I choose to believe you are okay thanks - you're fine I love you all thank you I'm so happy I'm also crying but I'm happy - the final credits are the worst I'm crying I love you all thank you for my life

#wolf 359 spoilers #w359 spoilers #spoilers #wolf 359 #podcast #wolf 359 finale

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hellsbellschime · 7 years ago

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3x06 Finally Rebekah is back to her Original body. I sure hope they are done with body swapping. Aside from not working for the people that want to see the Originals it is extremely offensive. More so when a white woman possessed the corpse or a black woman because she had baby fever and wanted to use that body as an incubator. Whatever Eva was that was horrific and somehow they try to pass it as something that Rebekah deserved and was her reward. Racism and misogyny in one.

So Elijah compelled Tristan, Lucien and Aurora to play the Mikaelsons for a 100 years. And his compulsion hadn't broke he would had not bothered again. And somehow we are meant to root for the Mikaelsons and view Elijah as the honorable one. If the show portrayed them as the villains they truly are I would not mind. But here the narrative insists in making them the heroes and to justify their fucked up actions and excuse them and it only makes me reject them instead of supporting them. -

- and it is a pity because in TVD I was rooting for them. When they didn't play victims and heroes I could relate with them and I could see more layers and depth. I do not get the obsession of the writers to portray them as the good guys. And it is so weird because their narrative and logic clash so much. It is poor writing and bad characterization.

I have to say I adore Lucien! He might now be my favorite character in the Originals. And of course Cami got herself into a mess and she thinks she actually stands a chance. She is as always an idiot. What amuses me is that in her eyes Lucien is evil and a monster that can't be saved but Klaus is good deep down & deserves redemption & salvation. So what is the difference between Lucien and Klaus in her mind? Oh let me guess. She wants to screw Klaus and is his groupie so of course Klaus is good.

Lucien has compelled Kinney. Kinney says to Cami that this was what happened to her brother. Someone supernaturally forced him to do what he wouldn't have done otherwise (like compulsion) and that no one deserves that. Cami gets all teary and agrees. But somehow forgets that this is what Klaus has done to her. For months. That is how she met him. But now Klaus is her hero while everyone else that does that surprisingly is evil. The girl is a mess. No brain function. At all.

So Shen Min is an ancient terrifying vampire but Hayley can easily subdue him? I have seen special snowflakes in my screen before but this one takes the cake lol Somehow Hayley can take on vampires like Mikael and Shen Min and so on. Somehow it makes sense. Somehow I am not surprised as to why TO lost so much of its audience.

PT screaming and pretending to be in pain. I can't LMFAO...And the writers keep teasing us with her getting to near death situations only for her to survive. That's so unfair. But at least PT's horrendous performance brings some giggles lol

So of course Rebekah would be a guest in a show called the Originals. I mean yes we are stuck with Hayley and Cami and the baby but we can't get Rebekah for more than an episode here and there.

So Lucien wants to compel Cami to forget once the vervain is out of her system. And to leave her with a message hidden in her subconscious that against vampires humans always lose. He would be actually doing her a favor. Maybe even instilling in her some survival instinct and common sense because otherwise she is an idiot with a danger thrill that will definitely get her killed.

LOL...Hayley mumbling all that nonsense about how NOLA is her home and that she will fight for it against the Strix. A desperate attempt to make her relevant in something that doesn't concern her. But truth is that in reality most of her problems (and of the Originals too) would be gone if she just went out of NOLA. All her talk about wanting to keep the baby safe and be a mother and in the end she is so irresponsible and a moron. It's a common thing for the female characters of the show really

LOL, TO is probably more plot holes than actual plot, but it will never not be hilarious to me that the entirety of it’s “drama” hinges solely on every single one of the characters being willing to let everything they’ve ever loved die just to say in New Orleans for no apparent reason. And Lucien definitely seemed to be a popular addition to the show, and while on the one hand I totes agree with you about Rebekah I also feel like JFC thank the lord Rebekah has been saved from most of this nonsense.

#the originals redux #Anonymous

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Ria hateblogs Discovery Episode 4: “CBS cares not for its fans The Butcher’s Knife Cares Not For the Lamb” (originally livelogged to @kendradaynes)

here we go. I've seen some upset comments on already - so boy am I excited to see how awful it is!

ohhhhh good, we're getting some previously from the Klingons. so. keen. to see more awful acting through prosthetics!

we begin with ... weird lightning that's pulling rock/metal together ... and pull out through clouds to a uniform being replicated

at least the effects are cool right, that's all we're here to see right

loooool a holographic mirror. obvs. I mean why use a real mirror amirite?

Tilly brought back Michael a box that's pinging at her. oh lol it's the last will and testament of Captain Georgiou.

why would you make a box that pinged until you opened it??????

oh great. it's Saru again.

they step out onto the bridge at Red Alert?? the rest of the ship showed no sign of being at red alert. and Michael and Saru seem surprised. oh lol ofc it was just a battle sim

jfc there was a terrifying bridge crewmen with a huge bug head

UM. WHAT. PAUSED IT TO EXPRESS OUTRAGE AGAIN: Lorca is now lecturing the bridge crew, about how they have the only new propulsion drive ('Displacement Activated Spore Hub Drive' which is about the kind of dumb name I'd expect) in the fleet, and when it's up and running they can materialise anywhere in the known universe, "But we will be alone. We will not have backup. There's just us, and we get one chance." WHAT

WHAAAAAAT

WHAT KIND OF RUBBISH NONSENSE BULLSHIT IS THIS

Starfleet is NOT going to make ONE DRIVE for ONE SHIP to do ONE SNEAK ATTACK BY ITSELF. and it's not going to put this drive for this sneak attack on a SCIENCE VESSEL

it's SO fucking RIDICULOUS

you'd think the Federation has never fought any wars or been in any battles, the way this storyline is written!

LORD. had to pause again. to write a long angry sentence about how Lorca and Michael now stepped out of a turbolift into a DARK CORRIDOR which is lighting up as they walk through section by section. JUST. STOP. YOU STUPID STUPID SHOW

he's showing her his creepy weapons lab

Lorca: "I study war"

Michael: "these are some of the deadliest weapons in the galaxy" (they included katanas in a box. wtf. that’s the deadliest weapon Earth has? I don’t think so buddy)

now he's showing her the creepy creature he picked up from the ship

"why would you keep something so dangerous on board your own ship?" GOOD QUESTION

"we need the best weapons available" ... he wants to use its properties for weapons. and wants her to do it.

THIS IS THE WORST

good it's the dumb intro that I can ignore to rant about how fucking STUPID this show is

WHAT THE FUCK

THIS. IS. NOT. STAR. TREK.

it's not even REMOTELY Star Trek

it's SO far away from everything that makes Star Trek, Star Trek

EVEN IF I accept that Starfleet does weapons research - WHICH I DO (though I don't think we need a show about it) - I do NOT believe for one second that it takes place on ONE science ship called Discovery! they'd have labs on a base somewhere. a whole TEAM of scientists and weapons experts!

oh lord. Klingons again. please no.

just discovered Klingons can move their eyes and hands and that's about it

great I have to read dumb subtitles. the stupid white Klingon is drawing dramatic holographic art. everything on this show is about drama

OH LOL

I KNOW WHAT PEOPLE HATED NOW

the white Klingon and lady Klingon ATE CAPTAIN GEORGIOU

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

YES

okay so Klingons eat the hearts of their enemies .... but pick the flesh from their skulls? since when

oh gross they're trying to develop Klingon houses. and I could just not care less.

and it's impossible to hateblog and read all the subtitles. it's so hard to follow or care about these Klingons

back to Michael - Landry said Lorca thinks they'd make a good team ???? how?

I reeeeeeeeeeeeally hate Landry: "let's call it ripper, it's what it looks like, what it does"

it resembles a tardigrade from Earth. it was a stowaway on the Glenn. Michael's like 'lol, nothing in its biology suggests it'll be helpful'

Michael: "It can only be what it is, not what you want it to be."

Landry: "it's amazing how much I hate Vulcan proverbs"

It’s amazing how much I hate Landry and her casual racism against Vulcans (speciesm?)

back to Lorca, receiving a holomessage from an Admiral. got a distress call from Korvan II, which produces 40% of the Federation's dilithium. and Discovery is the only ship close enough to help ... because it can use its new drive even though it's only made small jumps so far.

right, cause I really believe the Federation would leave their major source of dilithium undefended in a war (or not have closer ships ready if their defences went down)

Admiral: "You have no doubts." Lorca: "None." cut to Stamets: "there is no way in hell we'll be ready to jump that far"

Stamets is explaining they don't have the navigation ability ... the drive is based on probability? idk it sounds so dumb and nonsense

ugh more Klingons. some dude named Kol just appeared, painted in red. oh he's the one from the first eps. saying he's now come with humility. I hate the dumb ships, they have cathedral lighting ffs!

Kol's saying they need this ship back in the war. but they're running out food and don't have dilithium processor blah blah blah who CARES

sooooooooo boooooooring

Spore Drive is online (that's why they have black alert btw, when they're using the spore drive)

oh good, another android or robot, that makes sense for this time period

the monster down with Michael is NOT PLEASED they're activating the spore drive

oh lord, so much dramatic music and reaction shots

this drive works by them spinning and then jumping. they just jumped into the corona of an O-type star

WHO COULD POSSIBLY HAVE FORESEEN THIS

it's not like Stamets warned you he couldn't control it or anything

Stamets broke his nose, Doctor Culber just said 'hold still or you'll wind up looking like a Tellarite' which I'd usually take as humorous but there's so much racism on the show who can tell (I’d also usually be on board for their snarky flirty banter, but in amongst this dumpster fire, who cares!)

Lorca is still being an ass to Stamets

OHHHHH

Lorca: "the Discovery is no longer a science vessel, it's a war ship"

Stamets: "that is NOT the mission I signed on for, I’m as scientist not a soldier"

Lorca: "then get off, leave the ship"

Stamets: "if I go, I'm taking everything, my spores, my drive, everything on this ship is designed around my specialty" (what)

Lorca: "everything on this ship is the property of Starfleet, Lieutenant"blah blah blah more fighting

SOOO BAD

Lorca's playing the audio transmissions from Korvan II over the shipwide audio. to make everyone feel like shit. esp Stamets

now Landry is getting weapons, trying to sedate the creature, and cut its claw off

LOL IT IS NOT SEDATED

WHO COULD HAVE GUESSED

HAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Landry is dead!!!

Michael just emergency transported to sickbay, cause that's a thing they can do at this time

Lorca: "find a use for that creature, don't let her death be in vain". it's HER OWN FAULT SHE DIED. if she wasn't such an impatient idiot (or you hadn’t pushed her to ‘get results’). if she listened to Michael.

OH LORD. cut to, Klingons in the wreck of the Shenzhou, wearing their DUMB EVA suits. the faceplate looks more like a Gorn/ (they're stealing the dilithium processor from it)

I just reeeeeeally don't care about any of this. it's so boring. like, the complete absence of excitement

blah blah the white Klingon and the lady Klingon are talking a lot. idk if it's supposed to be like ... flirty? ewwww I think it is. give me Martok and Sirella any day

I cannot wait for the next 20 mins to be over so I can be not watching this.

LOL we're back to Michael and Saru. and he just said she'd fit in perfectly with Captain Lorca (as an insult). this crew is perfect for each other, ALL AWFUL

Tilly has brought some spores to Michael, who's now offering them to the creature. lol it's like licking her like a dog kinda

idk Michael's just real bad at following orders. they didn't ask you to make friends with it!

what's the bet the monster lives in the spore dimension. lol, even better, it eats spores???

the other ship was using the creature to navigate. SO ETHICAL

they've beamed it into the spore forest

Stamets was supposed to be interested, almost nice for a change, but he has the same frown on his face

@kendradaynes: “this show is a car crash”

IT IS! OMG IT'S SO BORING

now we're back on the Klingon ship again

STOP. WHO CARES

HAAAAAAAA. Kol just took over the white Klingon's ship by offering them food from his own ship, and they swore loyalty. the whole Klingon story with the divided houses and whatever is SOOOOO DULL

HA. lady Klingon fell into line with Kol

back to Discovery. they've beamed the creature into the reaction cube and the tech from the Glenn is activating

...... ...... .....

I've just realised. it's Equinox.

THE PLOT IS FUCKING EQUINOX

VOYAGER DID THIS 20 YEARS AGO! except they were on the ETHICAL SIDE

how does the ship interface with the creature to navigate????

IT MAKES NO SENSE

poor creature

Lorca is like, orchestrating the viewscreen battle

they dropped some bombs and jumped away with the drive

OMG. HYSTERICAL. LAUGHTER. just cut to some kid in her dad's arm on the surface of Korvan II: "who saved us?"

FAKE

why does this REALLY IMPORTANT dilithium mine have no defence or base for its population? they’re out on the surface being killed like???

LOL the white Klingon was left on the Shenzhou. but the lady Klingon beamed over after him. of course she's ~devoted to him~because we all know that female Klingons want nothing more than to stand behind a powerful man Klingon

blah blah she's going to take him to her own house. to have the matriarchs teach him things "you never knew were possible". but he has to sacrifice, and I quote, "everything"

good

lord

you cannot make up how bad this dialogue is

Michael's back in the lab feeding the poor creature some spores. it sounds super unhappy. WHAT A SURPRISE

"hey, you feeling better?" ARE YOU KIDDING ME

this is unethical BULLSHIT

this is the exact OPPOSITE of Star Trek

oh, it's okay, Michael says she's sorry, that makes it okay

the pillows are printed with a delta with "USS DISCOVERY" on it. I can't

lord I hate Tilly. go away

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh. Tilly's giving this speech about how Michael shouldn't be afraid to open the will box. cause "I watched you tame the most incredible creature" (torture is not taming!) "and you're not afraid of anything"

STOP

soooo fucking dumb

this show is a train wreck

a dumpster fire

a trash heap

I hope everyone's happy

Michelle Yeoh has appeared again

as a hologram telling Michael her will

handing down her most important possession, handed down through centuries of her family

sucks to be all those people who ridiculously though Georgiou would come back

lol it's her telescope

w o w. another 50 mins of my life I can't get back

oh good, more action in the next one

great. Mudd in the next episode. Lorca captured by Klingons. Michael worried about how much more they can torture the creature. I'm SO excited - ha. not.

#anti Discovery #hateblogging #Star Trek Discovery #STD #episode 4

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