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Okay. I absolute love ASW serie. And i have a request about the boy’s holiday concert and knowing what Eddie thinking when she arrived. 🥰

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Ooh I’ve been so excited for this one! Been chomping at the bit for it to be Christmas time so @munson-blurbs and I could write it lol. Eddie’s mentioned before how pivotal of a moment this was in regards to how he feels about reader, so I’m very glad and thankful you requested this. I hope you enjoy ❤️

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[As You Wish masterlist]

4:56. In four minutes, Eddie is supposed to take Ryan to school. The concert doesn’t start until 6, but kids have to be there early to warm up. He’s not quite sure how much a vocal warm-up will help second graders harmonize, but he’s not about to be the parent whose kid shows up late. 

His wife apparently does not share that same concern. 

4:57. 

Brittany was supposed to be home to watch Luke; Eddie knows better than to drag him along any earlier than he has to. Ryan is nervous enough about his solo, and he certainly doesn’t need his little brother incessantly asking questions that will only fuel his anxiety. 

4:58. 

“Daddy?” Ryan comes down the hall with you following close behind. “Can you tie my tie?”

Eddie nods, tongue poking from between his lips as he kneels down and fixes his son’s tie. It’s still a bit crooked—there are minimal opportunities for him to wear one as a mechanic, and even fewer now that he and Brittany rarely go on dates—but it will have to suffice. 

Tears gather in your eyes as you look at Ryan’s outfit, the red tie completing his white button-down, black slacks, and shiny shoes. “You’re so grown up!”

4:59. 

You catch Eddie glancing worriedly at the clock. He’s changed out of his coveralls and wears a maroon button-down shirt, cuffed at the elbows, and pants that match Ryan’s. He’s absolutely delicious; the thought of being the one to unbutton him has sweat prickling under your arms. 

“Ry, why don’t you go and get your brother?” Eddie says as gently as he can. Vaguely aware of the tension growing within his father, Ryan nods and heads off to do as he’s told.

As soon as the boy is out of earshot, Eddie mumbles, “shit” under his breath, and rubs his hand across his forehead. 

“He has to be there by—” you start to ask but are cut off by Eddie’s exasperated sigh.

“Yes, we need to leave. Now.” Eddie takes a deep breath and his eyes trail over to you. “Oh shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to jump down your throat like that.”

“Hey, no, it’s okay,” you assure him with a shake of your head. “I completely get it. Brittany’s late, you need to get going, it’s stressful.”

“Yeah, Brittany’s late,” he murmurs more to himself before addressing you. “There’s no reason for me to take anything out on you, you’ve been nothing but wonderful.” His words send a pleasant tingle down your spine. As he takes a step closer, you look up at him beneath your eyelashes. “I’m sorry I snapped, sweetheart.”

“Really, Eddie, it’s okay.” Your hand comes up to rest on his shoulder, trying to emphasize your point. All it does though is leave both of you on pins and needles at the touch. “Why don’t you go ahead and take Ryan?” you offer, reluctantly bringing your hand down. “I’ll bring Luke by for the start of the show. This way you don’t have to try to wrangle the little monkey while you’re getting Ryan where he needs to be.”

Eddie’s brow furrows together and he eyes you warily. “A-Are you sure? Because I don’t have a problem taking on both of them. I’ll use a spare tie as a leash for Luke if I have to.”

You can’t help but giggle at the mental image that conjures. Luke would manage to get a foot or so away and Eddie would reel him back in like a catfish. 

“I don’t mind. Really. Cross my heart and all.”

Eddie takes another moment to consider it and concedes as he nods his head. “That would be really helpful. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” you say with a dismissive wave. “I enjoy the talks Luke and I have when we hang out. I always end up learning something new.”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie agrees with a breathy chuckle. “Has he told you that one milliliter of ocean water can contain about 10 million viruses? I got that one at dinner the other night.”

“He has,” you say with a soft giggle. “And yet, he still says going to the beach is what he always wishes for when he throws a coin in the fountain at the mall.”

“Are we going?” Luke’s booming voice precedes both boys as they come into the room. The younger Munson brother looks more annoyed than anything. He probably knows he’ll have to stand around and do nothing before he is forced to sit in an uncomfortable seat and made to listen to his schoolmates unwittingly butcher Christmas Carols. 

“Nope, you’re coming with me,” you tell Luke, poking him on the top of his head as he walks by. “Daddy’s taking Ryan to school now and I’m gonna take you for the show.”

“Oh, good,” Luke says with a sigh of relief. Even Ryan looks a bit relieved; he knows it’s hard to corral his little brother. 

Eddie’s also noticeably calmer as he prepares himself to leave the house. He pats his pockets, and the jingling of keys lets him know he’s got them. Another pat to his back pocket confirms he’s got his wallet as well.

“All right,” he says, looking to Ryan. “You got everything? We ready to go?”

“Uh, I think so,” Ryan says. He looks down at the secured tie around his neck and can’t come up with anything else he might need. 

“Then let’s hit the road. We’ll see you guys later,” Eddie says, nodding at you and Luke.

“Bye, Daddy! Remember, don’t drive on black ice!”

Luke’s warning makes you giggle to yourself as you wave Eddie and Ryan out the door. Once the sound of Eddie’s truck has faded out of the driveway and down the road, Luke turns to you and places his hands on his little hips.

“What’re we gonna do?” he asks. 

“Hmm.” You pretend to ponder over his question as you walk to the other side of the room and pick up your purse. “What about, we go up and get your nice clothes for the concert and put them in your Scooby Doo backpack.”

“Why?” Luke asks, wrinkling up his nose. The small boy has a lot of adorable quirks, but you’re pretty sure that one’s your favorite.

“Well, I was thinking,” you say with a shrug. “Nothing goes better with a Christmas concert than some cookies and hot cocoa. I thought you and I could go grab some at the cafe near my apartment. And I know you, you’ll end up wearing half the snack, so it’s better we don’t get you into those nicer clothes until you have to.”

Luke’s big blue eyes light up at the idea of the sugary confections. His head nods so quickly that, with his small shoulders, he looks like a Munson Bobblehead. 

“Good idea!” he calls behind him as he races towards his room, nearly tripping over his own feet. “I’m okay!”

The auditorium buzzes with excitement as you and Luke make your way down the aisle. Eddie sits in the front row, easily spotted by the mess of curls tucked into a low ponytail. His brown eyes nearly pop out of their sockets when he sees you. 

“Oh, wow—I mean, you made it!” Eddie can’t help but gaze at the way your green velvet dress hugs you in all the right places. It’s flattering without even teetering on inappropriate for an elementary school concert. He recovers awkwardly but quickly, reflexively pulling at his collar to give himself more room to breathe. “Here, um, you guys take a seat…”

Luke bounds over to his dad, plopping into the chair between the two of you. Better off, Eddie thinks wryly, before I do something I really shouldn’t. He glances over at the handmade Naughty and Nice list propped up on the stage; if anyone could read his thoughts right now, he knows exactly where his name would be written. 

“Daddy, I had hot cocoa and cookies! And the cookies had chocolate chunks in them. Not chips—chunks,” Luke clarifies, underscoring the importance of differentiating between the two. 

You shrug guiltily. “Sorry, I needed a way to get him out of the house on time,” you explain. 

Eddie laughs, ruffling Luke’s hair before turning to you. “Didn’t anyone teach you not to negotiate with terrorists?” But above Luke’s line of vision, he mouths thank you, the inaudible movement of his lips sending sparks to your lower belly. 

Someone slides into the seat next to Eddie; you expect him to say that it’s taken, but he barely notices. Neither does Luke, and that’s what breaks your heart. Both he and Ryan are so accustomed to their mom missing important events that they no longer bat an eye. 

The lights in the auditorium dim and the audience breaks into polite applause as the spotlights click on and teachers usher their small students to where they’re supposed to stand. You have no doubt this is part of what they practiced with the children being here so early, but there’s a handful of kids who still don’t seem to have a clue of what they’re doing. 

Ryan is easy to pick out of the crowd. He’s one of the taller boys in his class so he stands up on the back rafter, a spotlight hitting his hair just so to make it look like a honey brown waterfall. Quickly, he catches sight of you as well and waves to you, his father, and brother as the rest of the kids are reaching their intended destinations on stage. Both you and Eddie acknowledge Ryan with small waves, but Luke whips his arm up in the air and waves it back and forth like he’s trying to signal a helicopter where to land. 

Feedback crackles over the microphone on center stage as a teacher steps up to it. She clears her throat and shields her bespectacled eyes from the bright lights aimed her way. She taps once, twice on the microphone before she leans in to speak, short blonde curls falling in her face.

“Thank you, everyone, for joining us this evening for Hawkins Elementary School’s Festive Fun Holiday Concert.” There’s a small smattering of applause before she continues. “I am Mrs. Pierce. My class, along with the classes of Mrs. Lopez and Mr. Abrams, have been practicing very hard to bring you all a Christmas treat this evening.”

Luke has already tuned out the talking, his head on a swivel to take in all aspects of the small auditorium. He looks from the speakers to the light fixtures adorned with green garland, back to the kids on stage, then down the rows of the audience to see who all is there. You gently take his littler hand in yours and give it a soft squeeze. Just to ground him back in this moment from wherever his mind wandered off to. He smiles when you shoot him a wink and, now that the teachers are done talking, finds it easier to zone back into the show. 

Tinny music begins to play over the speakers stationed around the space and it takes you a moment to place the song as Let it Snow. The initial singing by the children is jarring, but not nearly as off-key as you were expecting. Some of the songs are a bit rough, but some are surprisingly pleasant as well. 

As the music transitions to the next song, you see Ryan take a step down from his rafter and make his way towards the front of the stage. He goes to one of the two microphones low enough for the children to access and waits. Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer starts with all the children, but by the look of how nervous Ryan is, you’d wager that he has a solo coming up. His small fingers twist against one another as he does his best not to look out into the crowd. Though he’s naturally a shy boy, you can tell there’s some stage fright in there as well. It’s evident that his part is fast approaching when you see his little chest swell with breath, then release it slowly. Grinning from ear to ear, you watch as Ryan takes half a step closer to the microphone and opens his mouth.

“Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say,

‘Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?’”

A look of relief washes over Ryan’s face, but you can also see a bit of pride in the way that he smiles. And he should be proud! His small solo was excellent, and you can’t wait to dote on him over it later. 

You glance over at Eddie; his grin stretches across his face so widely that you wouldn’t be shocked if his cheeks hurt. He catches you looking and turns his head slightly, one eye winking as if to say, thanks for being here for my kid. Thanks for being here with me. 

And maybe it’s the way you giggle, or the way you make sure Luke is comfortable before easing back into your seat, or the way you cheer for Ryan like you’re at a stadium concert, but something shifts within Eddie. He’s always found you beautiful; tonight, you were downright stunning in that dress. It was the oldest cliché in the book: dad crushing on the hot, young babysitter. That’s how he’d managed to brush it off all this time. He was a man with needs, you were an attractive woman. Simple biology. 

What he’s feeling now is anything but straightforward. He doesn’t just want to sleep with you; no, he wants you by his side at every school function, every birthday party, every moment of his life, big or small. And not as the babysitter; as his girl. 

No, this is not a crush, and it’s not a cliché. It’s love. 

After the concert, both you and Eddie are excited to greet Ryan and gush over how well he did. The unspoken fear that you both have though, is that the seven-year-old will be heartbroken when he finds out that his mother didn’t attend the performance. While Luke fidgets where you wait outside of the auditorium for his brother, you and Eddie trade nervous glances as the kids start coming out.

“Where is he?” Luke bemoans after the third student comes out and it isn’t the one he wants. 

Ryan comes barreling out of the red double doors, laughing with a group of his friends. The moment he spots you and his family, he waves goodbye to the other kids and dashes over to you. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Eddie holding his breath, waiting on pins and needles to hear what the first thing out of his oldest son’s mouth will be.

“I did it!” Ryan cheers.

Eddie sags in relief and even you feel unburdened of a weight you weren’t aware you were holding. The smile on Ryan’s face is pure glee and he’s practically jumping up and down on the spot.

“I’m so proud of you!” Eddie tells him, throwing one arm around the boy’s shoulders and ruffling his hair with the other. “You were the best one up there.”

Ryan’s cheeks turn pink at his father’s praise. Of course, you just pile on top of it, relishing in the way he gets embarrassed and overjoyed at the same time. 

“My little George Michael!” you say as you pull Ryan in for a hug. His nose wrinkles up at your comparison but the smile on his face only grows.

Luke looks up at his big brother. “Y’know, I always thought it was froggy Christmas Eve.”

Despite his better judgment, Eddie asks, “bud…why would Christmas Eve be froggy?”

“I dunno,” Luke shrugs, “maybe Santa was delivering a lot of frogs. Or the reindeer got tired, so he had frogs pull his sleigh. Or—”

Eddie puts his hands on Luke’s shoulders and laughs. “All right, Frog Boy. What do you say we get home and celebrate Ryan’s rockstar moment?”

Everyone agrees to that, the four of you walking through the double doors and into the parking lot. Ryan takes Eddie’s hand, and Luke takes yours. 

“Where’d you park?” Eddie asks you, and you realize he wants to escort you to your car. Heat creeps up your neck at his small act of chivalry. Part of you suspects that if you shivered, he’d offer his jacket. 

Maybe if you were more courageous, you’d test that theory. 

“Oh, um, over there.” You point towards your car, leading the way. You can feel Eddie’s eyes on you; protectiveness with a hint of possession. It’s lust with something you can’t quite put your finger on. 

You dig your keys out of your bag, smiling triumphantly when you find them quickly. “I’ll see you boys tomorrow?” You laugh kindly, ruffling Ryan’s hair. “I’m so proud of you, Ry. You’re brave and talented.”

A blush settles into Ryan’s cheeks. “Thanks. Um, I’m glad you got to hear me sing. You’re the best.”

“Me, too,” Eddie chimes in, clearing his throat. “I mean, I’m glad you got to hear him sing, too. Not that I think you’re the best. Not that you’re not the best, because the kids love you, and you, um—”

“Hey, look what I found!” 

Eddie has never been more grateful for one of Luke’s interruptions. “What is it?”

“Mistletoe!” The little boy holds something that is certainly not mistletoe above his head. “See?”

Ryan scoffs. “That’s a leaf.”

“And a very dead one at that,” Eddie muses, plucking the stem from Luke’s fingers. 

A pout puckers Luke’s lips. “You gotta use your imagination!” he insists, taking the pseudo-mistletoe and jumping up and down between you and Eddie. “Now…you…gotta…kiss!”

“No, we don’t,” you and Eddie blurt out in unison. 

“Yes, you do,” Luke indignantly sighs. “It’s the law.”

Before he can wimp out, Eddie swoops in and presses a chaste kiss to your cheek. Your skin tingles where his lips brushed against it, and you’re left speechless. 

Luke, however, remains unimpressed. “That wasn’t a real kiss!”

“Yeah, well, that’s not real mistletoe,” Eddie retorts, trying to compose himself. “C’mon, let’s get home. It’s past your bedtime.”

Eddie was hoping that the ride home would help lull the boys to sleep like it used to when they were babies. Ryan still has adrenaline going through him from the concert though, and Luke is feeding off of that energy.

They’re both talking a mile a minute and neither one of them quiet, but Eddie doesn’t hear a word they say because his mind is so focused on you. You offering to bring Luke to the school later when he had to bring Ryan. You in that curve-hugging dress. You showing up for Ryan when his own mother didn’t. You, with the softest skin when his lips brushed your cheek. 

Realizing that he’s in love with you should make Eddie feel worse than it does. The guilt that’s gnawing at his stomach is somewhat abated by the fact that Brittany’s been screwing a litany of men for years. Does it make it worse or better that she probably had no feelings for any of those men? He’s not sure it’s possible for her to truly love anyone besides herself.

Eddie can’t help the smile on his face as he thinks about his feelings for you, though. The way you make him happy is something that he hasn’t experienced in years—if Brittany ever truly made him this happy at all. Everything about you brings joy to Eddie. Well, other than when he thinks of how much younger you are and how you’re surrounded by college age guys who must be tripping over themselves to go out with you. That provides him with a sickening feeling that leaves him dizzy. It’s much easier to focus on the fantasy of being with you, not the reality of where or who you might be headed home to tonight. 

When Eddie pulls into the driveway, the boys are decidedly less quiet, though they’re still chatting away. Brittany’s car is parked there as well, sitting idly next to where Eddie’s truck now is. Eddie wordlessly gets out of the car and lets the boys keep talking about whatever it is they’re talking about as he walks with them up to the front door, the light dusting of snow floating down kissing their cheeks and noses. 

“It’s late, I want you boys to head to your rooms and put your pajamas on, okay?” Eddie says as he unlocks the door. Both boys agree—begrudgingly, on Luke’s part. 

Brittany isn’t in sight when they first step into the house, which has Eddie breathing a sigh of relief. He really shouldn’t be feeling that way about seeing his own wife, should he? Oh well, that ship sailed a long time ago.

The boys head down the hall and as Ryan passes the kitchen, he skids to a halt and does a double take. 

“Hi, Mom!” he says with an enthusiastic wave. Eddie’s prepared for his oldest to launch into the story of how great the concert was and how much fun he had, but he just continues down the hall towards his room. Luke didn’t even stop to greet his mother. 

Eddie drops his keys in the bowl by the door and shrugs out of his leather jacket. It’s slightly wet to the touch from the flurries that landed on him between the truck and the house.

If Brittany had just missed an event of his, Eddie wouldn’t give two shits or make a big deal of it. But this was Ryan’s big night, something that she should have wanted to and made sure to attend. Now Eddie feels the need to make a stink about it.

He wanders into the kitchen and slips his hands into the pockets of his jeans. As soon as he steps inside, he sees Brittany leaning against the counter with a glass of water in her hand, absolutely glaring at him. The look takes him aback. Why in the hell is he getting that look? She’s the one who has to explain herself. 

“I can’t believe you,” Brittany says, further shocking her husband. 

“I…what?” Eddie asks. He almost feels too dumbfounded to speak. It quickly crosses his mind that maybe she somehow figured out the epiphany he had about his feelings for you tonight, but if Brittany could read minds things would have gone downhill a lot sooner in their marriage than this. 

“You left without me. You couldn’t even wait until I got home?” Brittany slams the glass of water down on the counter and takes a step towards him. 

Eddie quickly checks to make sure the boys haven’t stepped in behind him before he raises his eyebrows and lowers his voice.

“Are you fucking kidding me? I did wait, Britt. I waited until the last goddamn minute. But Ryan had to get to the school, and I wasn’t about to make him late just because you couldn’t be bothered to be home on time.”

The sneer Brittany gives him could curdle milk. 

“So now my son is going to think that I don’t care because I didn’t go tonight,” she seethes.

Eddie toys with the idea of telling her that he didn’t seem to care one iota that she wasn’t there, but he doesn’t want Ryan to catch even a smidgen of her wrath. 

“You have a car. You know where the damn school is. Why didn’t you get your ass over there when you got home?”

“That isn’t the point!” she snaps. Eddie now knows that this argument has moved from rational and logic, to whatever bullshit straws Brittany can grasp at. 

“Okay,” Eddie says, knowing full well he’s already fighting a losing battle. “What is the point?” He crosses his arms over his chest and Brittany mirrors the action, as if annoyed she didn’t think of taking up the offended posture first. 

“That you didn’t wait for me. Your wife. I had to come home probably five minutes after you left!”

“And I told you why we left when we did. I also provided you with what you could have alternatively done, but that would mean admitting that you’re wrong and God forbid you do that.” Brittany opens her mouth, but Eddie shakes his head and cuts her off before she can say anything. “Fucking forget it. It’s late, I’m tired, I’m going to bed.”

Eddie goes to turn down the hallway towards the master bedroom when he realizes he never took off his boots. He stalks back to the front door and kicks them off, using the wall for balance. When his eyes flit back up from his feet, they catch sight of his jacket—and Brittany’s next to it. He narrows his eyes as he looks at them side by side. His is still wet from the melted snow coating it, but Brittany’s is wet as well. It’s not just the side where his jacket is brushing up against it, either. Eddie reaches for the arm of the jacket on the opposite side and feels that it’s just as wet as his own. If Brittany had really come home just after they’d left, there’s no way it would still be wet.

Dropping the jacket sleeve and letting out a huff of unamused laughter, Eddie shakes his head in disbelief. He shouldn’t be surprised, really. Brittany is no stranger to lying. She probably got home about five minutes before they did, but in typical Brittany fashion, had to spin everything so she’s the victim even when she’s the one in the wrong. 

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie mumbles to himself. He rubs at his eyes as he walks back down the hallway. He’s way too tired to deal with any of this bullshit. 

It doesn’t matter, he tells himself. I’ll just get ready for bed and then I can lay down and think about the woman who actually shows up for me and my boys—and try to imagine she doesn’t do it purely out of the goodness of her heart, and that she enjoys spending time with me as much as I do her.

He can hear Brittany talking on the kitchen phone, prattling on to her friend about how her awful husband cruelly abandoned her at their son’s holiday concert. Looking over at the empty half of the bed, he pictures you sleeping there. His arms would wrap around you as you whisper about how proud you are of Ryan or relay a funny tidbit from Luke. Eddie would kiss your forehead as you drift off to sleep, reveling in your beauty even as you slumber.  His own eyelids soon grow heavy with the day’s physical and emotional exhaustion. Before he falls asleep, he manages to eke out a wish to dream of you tonight. 

[heartsforkento]

my jjk x kpop dr!!

i hope you all will give fucks about this post umm soo let's go

i haven't shifted here YET but once i will 🙏

soo i have the hidden inventory arc characters here + choso (pookie) + sukuna (still pookie ig?)

we're called PARA (i thought of that in two seconds) because it comes from the word 'paranormal' and our concept is themed around paranormal and absurdity and shit like that 🔥 so think dreamcatcher or redvelvet. idk what to call our fans but we'll figure it out soon.

we debuted in 2013 and we're almost like bts/nct/svt type popularity. and we work like xg, like we're japan-based but promote in south korea.

our genres are rnb, psychedelic rock and pop and city pop. so that's like tame impala, pink floyd and various rap and city pop artists. sometimes we do nct/aespa style music as well.

like i mentioned before, we have a weird concept and that changes all the time. we debuted like loona but instead of solo songs, we debuted with group songs, like the vocal team, rap team and dance team. our debut song is "the 7th sense" from nct !

we used to be in some company later bought by hybe. and the jjk manga exists, but it's kinda like how enhypen has dark moon? i'm gonna script our manga is delivered slightly better than it is here and no one fucking dies. and that it wins multiple awards asw hehe.

i forgot to mention we're a 9 member group, 3 people each for vocals, rap and dance. and we're a co-ed group: 6 boys and 3 girls. the girls have our own sub-unit as well.

we kinda have lore? we have made some songs for our manga but our discography isn't entirely based on that.

and here are our positions: (this isn't in age order btw, idk about our ages i'm gonna let the universe decide that)

sukuna. leader and main rapper. he gives off leader vibes and he's totally the main rapper like i don't think any other position fits him 🙏

gojo. main dancer, visual and face of the group. i kinda see him as an all rounder but mainly focused on dancing

geto. lead/main vocal and visual. also plays the guitar, but only for some of our songs because we're a group not a band

nanami. main vocal. he is main vocal coded idc. i was stuck between choosing the rapper position for him or the vocal and i went with vocal. oh also he's my husband just putting that out there

shoko. she's main pookie. also the lead dancer. i was going to give her vocal but then i remember she smokes a lot so ... which is perfectly fine ofc

choso. lead rapper. there is no arguing against this 😡 my pookie will rap like a pro, fight me on this. also he could be the face of the group asw no harm

haibara. he's also main pookie. (😁) and he's lead vocal btww. and maknae *yayyy*

utahime. she's a dancer. confirmed by me. (she gives off yuna vibes)

me. lead rapper. also an all rounder and face of the group. i'm also good at vocals so maybe like a sub-vocalist, like i'm not part of the vocal team but my notes always hit 😘 i'm also uhh very well known for both singing and rap and i'm also the it girl and i think that's enough 🙏 (you can almost tell i shifted to this reality)

we have sasaeng fans and they aren't all that harmful, they're just there ... sometimes annoying but not too much

our fandom is kinda like carats/atiny/nctzens but backed with the streaming power of blinks and armies (ooh we won). also scripted we have a lot of chinese fans (they are so powerful)

as for scandals, i haven't scripted anything i'll give that also to the universe (nothing too serious tho)

and ofc i scripted i have the mental capacity to deal with scandals like i'm such a baddie 💔

and ofc we win a lot of awards and go on talk shows and shit 😍

ooh and i scripted a variety show but like it's a reality tv show, pretty cool and we call it paranormal, once again took two seconds to think of that lmao

in that we basically run around doing shit and try not to kill each other (me vs. everyone except nanami, hai and choso they're too cool to be trying to kill me)

oh and fancalls, i'm scripting our fans are funny so fancalls will definitely be an experience and hopefully not like those vernon fancalls (poor guy)

oooh i almost forgot. i scripted that we start w a survival show and from there all 9 of us gets selected (can't wait to see all my emotional edits)

ooh and also it's like 2012-ish soo all the guys will 100% have the justin beiber ahh hairstyle

examples below: (thank you seventeen)

(these pictures are us predebut core 😍😍😍)

kento alr had that side bangs hairstyle i just wanna see the other guys also looking like justin beiber sooo .... (except geto he'll have long hair like jeonghan)

wait imagine a paranormal x going seventeen episode where geto and jeonghan battle each other with their long hair

anywayyy

that's all i have scripted (i think)

this was so unorganized but thank you for reading ❤️❤️❤️

lmk if there's anything else you guys wanna know

also nanami will definitely dance to newjeans songs watch out ‼️

[mouseoho]

its a mini album apparently thats fine i can be normal about it. i can do without fixing

oneus second full album would fix me

[iamsihan]

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Ocean Rift presenta 12 hábitats listos para explorar. Los entornos van desde los arrecifes de coral, los manglares y los naufragios hasta las profundidades del mar, el Ártico y la Atlántida.

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Los animales estrella de Ocean Rift se animan mediante un sistema de animación procedimental avanzado. Su objetivo es producir un comportamiento similar a la vida real y mostrar parte del rango de movimiento y destreza que muestran los equivalentes de la vida real. Los delfines, por ejemplo, girarán, girarán y nadarán a través de aros en una infinita variedad de formas, ¡lo que garantiza que no habrá dos visitas iguales a Ocean Rift !

OBJETIVOS

Identificar cual es la necesidad que posee las Ocean Rift con respecto a los videojuegos existentes, para así determinar si es suficiente lo que ya existe para demostrar toda la capacidad de estas gafas.

Objetivos Específicos

Investigar cuales son los videojuegos que más se aproximan a lo que se pretende con las gafas

Esclarecer si es necesario crear un videojuego especifica y únicamente para Ocean Rift

Determinar si es necesario que se cree una consola para demostrar el potencial gráfico de las gafas

En qué condiciona Ocean los videojuegos existente y compatibles con estas?

Reseña Histórica

A la venta en España: 13/9/2017

Ocean Rift es un juego de simulación para la realidad virtual que nos ofrecerá la experiencia de vivir en un parque acuático en el que habitarán delfines, tiburones, orcas, tortugas y otras especies, como rayas, leones marinos e incluso reptiles marinos prehistóricos. El videojuego incluye varias hábitats y un sistema de animación y texturizado en 3D que imitará de forma realista el movimiento de estas criaturas.

Conclusión

MODO DE JUEGO: INDIVIDUAL

JUGADORES: 1

GÉNERO: EXPLORACIÓN

EDAD RECOMENDADA: DESDE 8 AÑOS

DIFICULTAD: FÁCIL

IDIOMA: INGLÉS

Las profundidades del oceano quedan expuestas ante nosotros.

Con algunos gráficos y animaciones realmente asombrosos, esta aplicación es muy cercana al buceo en el mundo real.

La versión demo te permite nadar con delfines, tiburones, tortugas ,entre otros.

¿Como colocarse el Rift?

Colocarse mal el Rift afecta como es lógico a la comodidad del mismo y también puede afectar a la calidad de imagen y a incremetar el glare.

¿Qué pasa si me mareo con los lentes de realidad virtual?

1 - En Ocean Home en 'Library' o en 'Games', selecciona 'Most Confortable', te ordenará las aplicaciones/juegos de mas confortables a menos confortables. Tienes un montón de aplicaciones/juegos/demos muy buen@s confortables tanto gratuitos como de pago (Robo Recall, Dead & Buried, UnSpoken, First Contact, Herobound, SuperhotVr, Landfall, etc, ...). Si eres sensible al mareo durante los primeros días solo utiliza esos juegos.

2 - NO GIRES CON EL STICK, GIRA FISICAMENTE/CON TU CUERPO. Si juegas a un FPS JUEGA DE PIE y cuando tengas que girar no gires con el mando gira con tu cuerpo. El stick derecho del mando de la xbox (el de giro) NO LO DEBES UTILIZAR SI ERES SENSIBLE AL MAREO (Lo mismo se aplica para el Stick del Touch Derecho).

3 - Asegurate que no bajen las fps de 90 o de 45 si se ha activado el ASW. Si tu equipo no va bien o tienes la cofiguración gráfica elevada y no consigues los 90 estables debes bajarla. Para evitar mareos y tener una buena experiencia debes tener 90fps o 45fps solidos como una roca. Puedes ver los fps con la aplicación Ocean debug tool seleccionando 'Visible HUD' Enabled. La Ocean Debug Tool se encuentra en C:\Program Files\Ocean\Support\ocean-diagnostics

4 - Colotate bien el Rift. Ver el primer punto.

Autor : Sihan Torres

[loopy777]

So from a comercial perspective, do you think either of the two "likely"(it would not shock me if the Rey movie geta canned down the road like so many other SW projects) star wars movies are likely to be successes?

No doubt the sequel to rise of skywalker is Dead on arrival, but I think the mandalorian movie might be able to.

Honestly i was shocked when Ahsoka(which i wasn't a particular big fan of) wasn't a smash hit with viewers just looking at the numbers. I guess apathy really has set in at this point.

But what do you, a guy who actually likes disney star wars think? Can the mandalorian movie beat the overall apathy, or will it be a bomb?

Well, let's all note that I'm terrible at predicting commercial success. I wouldn't have expected that keeping Tobey Maguire and Andrew Garfield out of the advertising would have resulted in the highest grossing Spider-Man movie of all time.

But I think both of these Star Wars movies have the chance of succeeding.

However, I think the Rey movie is a big gamble. The character and actress were well-received initially, and I honestly don't have a solid idea of how much of a failure 'Rise of Skywalker' was as far as general audiences go. Yeah, it didn't make the money that was expected of it and less than the previous sequel movies, but it still was an overall success financially. And the prequels demonstrated the phenomenon where the movies are accepted blindly by kids who grow up to tout them as artistic tour de forces. By the time this movie comes out, the 12-year-olds who ate up the loudness of RoS might be college students looking to reclaim something from their childhood.

On the other hand, RoS has become the face of Disney's hubris (even though 'Solo: ASWS' is more emblematic of the bland, sloppily written stuff we're getting these days and it came out first) and the cultural narrative around it casts it as an inarguable disaster. (I agree with that narrative, as a reminder. I think it's one of the worst movies I've ever seen.) And even before it's come out, this new Rey movie is landing in the crosshairs of the bigot-fueled culture wars stuff that's dominating youtube and utterly exhausting the sane half of the fandom. It's possible most people who might otherwise be enthusiastic will just not want to think about the movie with that kind of cloud around it.

So there's potential there for great gain, but also potential for great loss. Perhaps it will average out, a middling success that no one talks about afterward, the Star Wars equivalent of Ant-Man 2.

But there's no doubt in my mind that the Mando movie is going to be a big hit unless something goes very wrong (although I doubt that Grogu's name will still be in the final version of the title). People love Baby Yoda. They always have and they always will. It doesn't matter that Mando Season 3 got a mixed reaction; the main dynamic of the title characters is still beloved, the series provides a perfect formula for a blockbuster movie (specifically: pick a Kurosawa movie and remake it in space -- my vote is for 'Yojimbo'/'A Fistful of Dollars,' but 'The Hidden Fortress' would be a hilarious pick), and Pedro Pascal is currently pretty popular. This movie is as close to a guaranteed hit as is possible in movie-making.

My overall perspective is that people aren't tired of or apathetic to Star Wars. They're just bored of the typical Disney+ formula of a weakly-scripted miniseries that requires 200 hours of TV-watching homework in order to understand it and is mainly relying on a mix of nostalgia and good-for-TV special effects to sell itself. That reaction is hitting Marvel as well- and entertainment in general, given the performance of the entire movie industry this year. The initial success of 'The Mandalorian' is proof of that: when it was an episodic Space Western with a cute sidekick, people loved it, but when it tried to do real narrative stuff and positioned itself as a partial sequel to Clone Wars and Rebels, people cooled on it. And its big successful start was amidst both Solo and RoS underwhelming, so it bucked that trend very easily.

Basically, I see people proving themselves as discerning. They have their tastes and peculiarities, but it's becoming less and less about the brand. Even good actor performances aren't enough to save them if the actor has nothing solid to do.

I just wish I knew what brought this on!

Because 'Spider-Man: No Way Home' is a weakly-scripted mess of a movie that coasts on brand-recognition and gives great actors nothing much to do besides play the hits. And people loved that!

Basically, I might just know nothing.

It would be nice if these movies are good, though.

[jaeyunverse]

OMG i was literally thinking the same thing!! i was like bro is it just me or have i like not seen mark for the past 2 min of the mv💀💀💀

BUT AOUEFHOEF jeno singing was something i never knew i needed in my life i swear😩😩😩

always the boys slayed, the song slaps and i can rest in peace🫡

LMFAOJSJD RIGHT I DONT THINK HE HAD MANY SOLO SHOTS i watched the mv again yesterday and i saw mark in one of the shots where the members dance in the telephone booths but every shot was barely a second long so it makes sense that i didn’t see him the first time and only noticed when i actively searched for him 😵‍💫

OHMYGOD SO TRUE!!!! 😩 him starting the song asw made me 💖💖💖💖 AGREED! the song has been on loop since yesterday i literally cannot and WILL NOT get over it! broken melodies might even end up being one of my fav releases by them 🫶

[fredborges98]

The Beast- Com a perda da nossa funcionalidade ou utilidade para I.A., o que nos tornaremos?

Por: Fred Borges

Atenção: Esse texto foi escrito sem auxilio de nenhuma ferramenta da I.A. ou Inteligência Artificial.

Imagine o seguinte cenário:

Programadores que não precisam mais programar, professores que não precisam mais ensinar.Investidores que não precisam mais de assessoria financeira,políticos que não precisam mais de marketeiros, cientistas que não precisam formular problemas e testar hipóteses.Qual seria ou restaria para o ser humano de sua existência, sem a necessidade de sua funcionalidade ou utilidade como operadores,operários, controladores, se a maior capacidade do homem é pensar?

A maior parte dos acidentes de avião são causados por erros humanos, é bem provável que num provável futuro próximo não tenhamos mais pilotos de avião, já não temos para carros que não conseguem, é bem verdade, se livrar de engarrafamentos provocados por eles mesmos!

Se valorizamos os seres humanos pela sua funcionalidade ou utilidade, para que ter ao lado um ser humano como par ou parceiro ou parceira emocional, se podemos nos reinventar ou nos masturbar? Pensou na religião,no conceito de pecado, de amor, pois muito bem tem muita gente mergulhado num monólogo, em " carreira solo" ou num movimento que vê o outro com uma utilidade funcional, meramente sexual; foi satisfeito a necessidade ou o desejo, logo foi descartado!

Se podemos dar todo nosso amor aos animais domésticos ou não, a natureza, para quê outros humanos, que invariavelmente algum dia, irão errar; errar moralmente,eticamente, sexualmente, não entenderam nosso ponto "G", não nos levarão ao orgasmo ou plena satisfação ou seja seguir a natureza humana naquilo que existe de bom/bem ou mau/mal?

Ficou horrorizado, horrorizada com a ideia, pois a geração "Z", não! Para ela, o natural, se tornou normal e o normal, comum!

Casais que não querem ou desejam mais filhos, e não é por questões financeiras.Empresas que estão demitindo em massa pela robotização. Muitas funções sequer existem mais.Escrever para quê se o LinkedIn ou outros APPs já oferecem a possibilidade de escrever qualquer ideia pelo IA?

Escrever para quê,se podemos digitar? Escrever num quadro negro, o que é isso? Lousa Interativa, e se o professor não domina a ferramenta, substitui o professor!Prova de questões com múltipla alternativa? ChatGPT!

Quais seriam as soluções para o IA, se o IA não se revela um conjunto de problemas, mas de soluções?

Vamos imaginar um outro cenário, desta vez com algo bem simples, para tanto cabe contextualizar o problema por questões ou indagações inerentes ao mesmo, na verdade farei provocações a sua inteligência, caro ou cara leitor ou leitora.

Para que serve um balde? Para que serve um balde invertido? Parece perguntas bestiais, mas essa é a grande diferença entre a Inteligência Artificial(I.A)e a Inteligência Humana(I.H.)

Entendeu? Ou quer que " os universitários" respondam? Ou que a I.A. responda? Faça esse desafio a I.A.! Já fiz! E meu coração se encheu de esperança!

O I.A. e a I.H. se diferem pela capacidade de imaginar, isso, a capacidade de imaginação exponencial e também de " loucura", de caminhar no tempo, passado, presente e futuro e não chegar a nenhuma resposta concreta, digo resposta útil ou funcional,é o que chamava,de forma hermenêutica,um professor que tive na minha querida e amada Inglaterra, ASW( And So What?), no Brasil traduziria ou faria a versão por QPEE ou ( Que P....É Essa?) e essa é a proposta do filme "La Bête" ou "The Beast"- ou A Besta de 2023!

Mas sobre A Besta ou O Besta, que somos humildemente todos nós, falo um pouco depois, aguardem.

Voltando ao balde.Estava outro dia diante de um balde, colocava o balde para quando ligava a bomba d'água, invariavelmente o tanque enchia e não havia um mecanismo mecânico que desligasse o elétrico e assim,em consequência,desligasse a bomba, algo que o IA nem precisava ser acionado,mas enfim, quando o tanque enchia a água derramava pelo " ladrão", então, até que desligasse, colocava o balde para evitar o desperdício de água, o problema que, até ouvir que a água estava sendo derramada,essa solução se revelava-se inapropriada, o quê fazer?Pergunte ao I.A.!

Eu inverti o balde! Eu descobri que invertendo o balde ele se tornava um instrumento de percussão poderosíssimo e assim entre a primeira funcionalidade do balde e sua outra funcionalidade, optei pelo balde invertido, pois o tempo que ele levava para encher era menor do que o meu acionamento ou desligamento humano da bomba, logo a economia proporcionada pelo desligamento era maior com o balde invertido do que ele na posição normal.Agora, se podemos imaginar cenários com o I.H., a I.A. pode multiplicar isso 1 milhão de vezes, correto? Sim! Mas a I. H. nunca será descartada, correto? Considerando ser correta a resposta, podemos afirmar que, quem faz o I.A. é o I.H., quem imagina, quem surpreende, quem espanta, quem abstrai,quem cria ou "mata" uma idéia, quem provoca altos e baixos, quem faz da vida uma "montanha russa", quem erra, é a I.H., e errar, é o que nos faz humanos, errar escolhendo um presidente corrupto e ladrão, ou um Playboy com seu Jetsky e sua Ministra da Economia, errar em escolher um cozinheiro " bipolar", que um dia faz uma excelente comida e no outro,pelas variações psicológicas e psiquiátricas, faz uma péssima comida, errar por achar que havia nela ou nele parceira ou parceiro, sua "cara metade" , sua " alma gêmea", amar ilusões ou espectativas, e não enxergar que o " "Príncipe" ou "Princesa" é o que é "na real" e dizer ( QPEE)!

Ficou esperançoso? Esse também é um dos sentimentos humanos mais sublimes, a esperança,junto a fé, o acreditar no intangível, no inimaginável, na besta humana que nós somos!

E por falar sobre A BESTA, o filme de 2023, aí vai a sinopse, preparada pela autenticidade, intensidade tão humana e única de nossa espécie,mergulhando no vazio, vácuo, no espaço sideral, pisando na Lua...sem Teoria da Conspiração!

Num futuro próximo, onde as emoções se tornaram uma ameaça, Gabrielle(Lea Seydoux) finalmente decide purificar seu DNA em uma máquina que irá mergulhá-la em suas vidas anteriores e livrá-la de quaisquer "sentimentos fortes". Ela então conhece Louis( George MacKay) e sente uma conexão poderosa, como se o conhecesse desde sempre. Um melodrama atravessado pelo gênero, que se desenrola em três períodos distintos, 1910, 2014 e 2044.

A questão essencial que está no filme,que em 2 horas e meia se desenrola a história, é:

Perderemos tudo que é necessário ao espírito humano- as nossas emoções, os medos,temores,amores, tesões, tensões, dúvidas, desatinos, erros, equívocos, tudo que nos faz aprender, crescer, melhorar em nosso universo tridimensional do espírito humano, da arte, da espiritualidade, das emoções, das nossas limitadas existências e potencial " imortalidade", dádiva da memória gravada na história da humanidade ou da civilização?

No final, esse não é o fim do filme, não cometeria esse sacrilégio, deixo a impressão de um espectador que assistiu o filme, e cinéfilo como eu, se comoveu, teve compaixão, foi misericordioso em relação aos personagens e ao enredo, e relatou:

"La Bête vai ficar no meu cérebro e me assombrar por um longo tempo e, de fato, como a I.A. é um tópico tão falado e atual, nos faz pensar se nos tornarmos excessivamente dependentes da inteligência artificial, perderemos tudo isso é necessário ao espírito humano - as nossas emoções, os nossos medos, as nossas dúvidas?

Além disso, a ideia psicológica do medo e de que por trás de tudo o que temos medo existe um desejo, e o ideal romântico do amor persistente…. meu Deus, esse filme é sublime!

Eu acho que em algumas partes ele se levanta, não me interpretem mal, mas este é o tipo de filme que tem algo a dizer, e também é o tipo de filme que os cinéfilos citariam como “ESTE É CINEMA!", e eu complementaria, nunca como crítico de cinema,"ESTA É HUMANIDADE ou é a I.H.!

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[janiedean]

What did you like best about Solo?

everything ;)

no okay, honestly:

the cinematography - I mean man I was sold the moment I realized corellia had the blade runner aesthetics going on. CORELLIA HAD THE BLADE RUNNER AESTHETIC GOING ON. HOW COOL WAS THAT??? but other than that I just loved how it fit perfectly to everything they meant to do - western in space? the last half was all a conglomerate of good western aesthetic, I was gonna die. the train heist in the snow? EXCELLENT HEIST AESTHETIC. AND THE EMPIRE FIGHTS IN WWI-ERA UNIFORMS? EXCUSE ME I’M HERE DYING. BOTH THE SABACC GAMES ALSO LOOKED LIKE THEY WERE OUT OF A WESTERN. this movie had amazing sets/cinematography okay, I was so happy ;_; and it felt like the OT because it wasn’t extra polished and the CGI wasn’t invasive and I just - visually it was a delight okay?

alden. guys I mean I’ve been saying he could own that role since I saw him in hail caesar and man I loved him. he nailed it so hard I cannot even, he got the mannerism of the character down, he obviously put so much love into it I cannot even and he he gave an amazing performance especially because it was obvious he wasn’t trying at all costs to be harrison ford but at the same time he had studied the mannerisms and everything either and god guys I just - he was everything I could have wanted out of a young han and like han’s my fave SW character I wasn’t gonna settle. but he blew it out of the water and I just hope he goes on to amazing things and that if they do more pre-OT movies that they bring him back because I absolutely want more, all right?

the fact that it was obvious they studied it - like, they did a few things but did them right instead of putting too much meat on the fire as we say here and try to jumble fifteen different things at once the way they did with the prequels

CONTINUITY! I mean, WE SAW THE KESSEL RUN! WE KNOW WHY THE FALCON SPEAKS A PECULIAR DIALECT! WE KNOW LANDO’S ALWAYS MISPRONOUNCED HAN’S NAME! WE KNOW WHERE THE DICE COME FROM! okay I WAS EXCITED ABOUT ALL OF THAT! and none of that was a disappointment!

HAN’S SURNAME BEING SOLO BECAUSE OF *THAT THING* ABOUT BROKE ME IN THE BEST WAYS

everyone else! I mean it was one of those movies where I liked all the other characters and it was obvious everyone was having fun and enjoying being in there - I loved glover as lando, I thought emilia clarke was miles better than she usually is in got and she got a really lovely role (I loved qi’ra okay and I loved how they framed her story with han without making her evil per-se and without having her backstabbing him tbqh it was refreshing), I always like woody harrelson playing criminals on my screen even if it fucked up with my adoption papers hc but eh ;)

HAN SHOT FIRST !!!!!!!

HAN AND CHEWIE GOD IT WAS EVERYTHING I COULD HAVE WANTED OUT OF THE HAN AND CHEWIE FIRST MEETING GUYS HAN ACTUALLY SPEAKS WOOKIE I CANNOT EVEN THEY WERE SO PRECIOUS I WANT ANOTHER FIVE MOVIES OF YOUNG HAN AND CHEWIE BEING PRECIOUS TOGETHER ALL RIGHT???????

the kessel run was honestly a threat to my well-being in all the good senses

the last poker game was as well no guys the second time I saw it I was about to cry in happiness or smth that movie does weird things to me and i’m 100% down with it

it was obviously done with so much love I mean okay obviously the entire thing is a disney cash grab I’m not that bad off to not get it, but it was an extremely lovingly made one and it was obvious everyone involved wanted to make justice of the character and flkgjsdklg I love it when people love han okay

I HATE YOU / I KNOW

the falcon is a female communist droid who wanted equal rights and droid liberation and honestly I didn’t expect that but I am delighted

you know that conversation han and qi’ra have before she lets him go and tells him that when she imagined being with him on adventures across space (MY HEART) it always made her smile? THAT’S WHAT THIS ENTIRE DAMNED MOVIE DID TO ME, IT PUT A SMILE ON MY FACE 90% OF THE TIME WHEN I WASN’T TOO BUSY BEING ATTACKED BY FEELS and it just was like OH HELLO REMEMBER ALL THE REASONS WHY YOU’RE INTO SW? HERE HAVE THEM and honestly I hadn’t had such a good time seeing a SW movie in cinemas since forever, and I mean I saw the last two prequels and everything else in cinemas and while I absolutely love all the new ones (we don’t talk about the prequels) this just was an entire other level you know? like there was nothing in this one I had quibbles with or that I didn’t really like and while rogue one was objectively probably a better movie it didn’t leave me with palpitations or SMILING THE ENTIRE GODDAMNED TIME. this one did.

tldr: ngl I liked it probably better than rotj or at least as much which means it’s in my top 3 sw movies and I’m not going back on it idec it was a delight of a movie and I loved every minute of it ;__;

[chamerionwrites]

I still haven’t seen this movie but I’ve rarely read anything that speaks so directly to my id

[allthefilmsiveseenforfree]

Solo: A Star Wars Story

I came into the Star Wars game late. My dad never liked them, and when I was growing up, he had pretty much a monopoly on what we watched on Saturday and Sunday mornings (prime catching up time for impressionable youths to see pop cultural touchstones from the past 20 years). I caught bits and pieces throughout childhood, but I never saw the entire original trilogy until I was 28. I’m a late SW bloomer, and the franchise has never felt like mine, not in the way that say, Harry Potter or the MCU does. I just want to be transparent about the background here so that everyone knows where I stand when I talk about Solo. Was this a quality, universe-expanding story that stays true to the spirit of the original films? Or was it a surface-level, unnecessary cash grab with nothing more to offer than “I understood that reference” jolts of dopamine? Well...

A bit of both, really. I liked a lot of things about this movie - it was, more than any other adjective I can think of, FUN. After the heavier tone of Rogue One and even The Last Jedi, it does feel like a welcome lightening of the Star Wars universe. However, some moments felt so obvious, to the point of pandering, that it took me out of the narrative and almost made me wince. Case in point - the cringe-worthy scene in which Han is trying to get off the slave planet he was born on and barters his way into joining the Imperial Navy. When the recruiter asks him his surname, Han shrugs - he doesn’t have one. “Who are your people?” the recruiter asks, and Han says, “I have no people.” After a pause, the recruiter types into the computer, “Han...Solo.” And the audience is supposed to go OMG GET IT BECAUSE THAT’S WHY HE’S HAN SOLO FUCK THIS IS A GREAT MOVIE I NEED MORE POPCORN. It’s so blatantly awful, and the real poignant moment - Han’s I-don’t-care-because-I’m-tough-but-really-I-care-a-lot delivery of the line “I have no people” - is completely brushed aside. So basically when the movie is doing things right, it’s fun, frothy entertainment through-and-through. When it’s trying to shove all the story beats of “origin story, this is an origin story, see what happened just then? It’s because of stuff we know you know happens later, do you get it, do you get it, DO YOU G E T  I T” it becomes a slog to get through.

Some thoughts:

Alden Ehrenreich (or, as I like to call him, the kid brother from the second episode of Supernatural) is having a blast, clearly, and he does a good job of letting Han’s almost naive goodness shine through his devil-may-care outer exterior. I think some people think that his take on the character is too nice, too safe, not gruff ‘n tumble enough to live up to Harrison Ford’s iconic role, but I appreciate the softer, more innocent Han we see here. 

But honestly the movie belongs to Donald Glover as Lando Calrissian, which was 97.9% of why I wanted to see this movie in the first place (the other 2.1% was seeing Thandie Newton as a space cowboy type person loading her gun and rocking that afro - and honestly fuck this movie for wasting her and her talent in about 15 minutes of glorified extra workv). I would watch Donald Glover do literally anything. I would watch a 3.5 hour movie just about Donald Glover as Lando Calrissian shopping for capes. He’s having so much fun here, and the film’s most emotionally resonant scene is his too, and I’m just so proud of him I can barely handle it. 

That emotionally resonant scene I mentioned belongs to Lando and his copilot, the droid L3-37, voiced beautifully by Phoebe Waller-Bridge. L3-37 is hilarious but mostly she is a force to be reckoned with, a droid who is Woke AF and is fighting for the rights of droids everywhere. My favorite line in the film is probably when she’s piloting the Millenium Falcon and Lando asks her, “What do you need?” and she replies lightning-quick, “Equal rights.” She’s played for laughs as a sassy sidekick until she’s not - then shit gets real, and her struggle for equal rights is made deeply, immediately personal. It’s an affecting choice, and Waller-Bridge’s voicework, as well as Donald Glover’s performance, make her big scene one of the standouts of the movie. I wish she had more screentime, because she was one of my favorite characters I’ve ever seen in the SW universe.

My biggest bone to pick is the inclusion of Qi’ra (Emilia Clarke). I get the bind the screenwriters are in - because if there’s no compulsive heterosexual romance at the center of a major blockbuster movie, there will be rioting in the streets, obviously. So they gotta put a girl in here. But this is a prequel so like...we already know she’s not gonna show up again...so um, why should we care? It’s a tricky position to be in because you want audiences to invest in this relationship, but not too much because there’s a princess General out there who we know is going to steal Han’s heart later in life, and you want that to stay as the series’ OTP 5ever. So what do you do? You get Emilia Clarke, the universally beloved, to be as compelling as possible and then disappear forever. I like Emilia Clarke as much as the next guy, and her performance here is good - not great, but definitely GOOD - but I just did not care at all about this relationship because she’s no fucking Princess Leia, y’know?

Seriously give me a movie about Lando and his capes. I’d go every day.

Also props to Donald Glover for flirting with everyone and everything, including Alden Erenreich. I’d watch a 3.5 hour movie about that too.

This is a fun flight of fancy, not a lot more, not a lot less. There are obviously some highlights that elevate parts of this to greatness, but for the most part, this is a light and airy way to spend 2 hours. It does not leave the lasting impression of pretty much any of the other SW movies, but I don’t necessarily think that’s a bad thing. 

[complementaryhalves]

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[valkerymillenia]

Am I the only one that notices that nobody in Star Wars wears buttons?

Really? Just me? Ok.

[ambiguityisnoonesfriend]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Enfys Nest/Qi'ra Characters: Qi'ra (Star Wars), Enfys Nest Additional Tags: Treat Summary:

"You owe me from last time."

[conjoinedinthelight]

Since I literally have no idea how to make a godtier promo, would anyone be interested in interacting with a Semi-Selective Twin Padawan OC blog? You get two muses to interact with! Zesh, the Green twin who just wants to study in his room alone and learn the ways of the force, and Narri, the purple twin who is a classroom jokester who loves to see her close friends protected and make life at the temple a little less boring! 

[janiedean]

I KNEW IT COULDN’T BE THAT GOOD THAT THIS FANDOM WAS STARTING TO LOOK NOT TOO WANKY.

ah well, OP can forget I’m reblogging their art ever. *shrug*

What the hell?