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brummiereader · 1 year ago

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Shark I almost choked on my drink when I settled down to read this! I was blissfully reading the first part about how their union came to be, how he whisked her away to Paris then..."drinking champagne right from your husband’s mouth" 😂 I have to say I wasn't expecting that, but I love the idea of it, yes please 😍🥴! Although logistically I reckon I'd make a mess of it 😅.

"decided to turn your charming party into a nightmare you wouldn’t forget" 😈, I am ready and waiting Shark *rubs hands together. What do you have in store for us 😏. ( Tommy seems worried should I be? Probably not, i'm too sadistic to be 😂)

Ooh gosh, what a scene you have created! Arrow House in complete darkness only lit by hundreds of candles, eerie but delightfully enticing. It's giving me so many gothic/thriller vibes, my favourite type of vibe!

I adore how you described the ominous feelings shes getting. As the reader it really helps you feel her apprehension and worry about the whole night. She is right to feel on edge because I reckon a certain someone with a well known unpredictable personality might be lurking around.

ADA 😯! What a mean thing to do 😈! Poor Y/N, she's trying her best. Give me ghost's, spirits, scary houses and raging storms. But the one thing that will always make me nervous and on edge is people blatantly whispering something about me in my presence. God I feel Y/N's insecurities right now 😩.

Holy crap! The image of Arthur sitting on the edge of the bath almost like he's waiting there ( Polly, did you set this up? 🤭) is as scary as him waiting at the door with rope in his hands for Bunny...another to add to my nightmares 😂!

"The more you looked at him, the more you felt the immunity Tommy’s protection granted you slip through your fingers" this line, I absolutely loved it. It just shows you how vulnurable she feels in the eldest Shelby brothers presence. I would honestly be so scared he would just snap. This Arthur is the perfect Arthur for a thriller movie!

HOLY SHIT I have chills!! Run Y/n run 😳. The tale of Madame LaLaurie is horrifying, and the fact that she was a real person who did commit horrific crimes is even more chilling. Heaven shouldn't tell Arthur stories, it gives him ideas 😳😂! But I love how you have intertwined those tales into this story, it adds an edge of realism to the whole fic and the potentional that this scenario could really play out in the real world. I also love how Arthur is doing all this because his wife is worried about turning 28 😂. It's such an average think to worry about but you have managed to turn it so incredibly dark and sinister, a true credit to your amazing writing.

The queen herself has arrived 😈. She may look delicate and meek but she is by far the most powerful. I can only imagine what Arthur told her, I have a feeling it might be about creating her very own beauty mask for her. The way Arthur just leaps at Heavens orders was perfect. She's like the queen of the underworld and he's her hellhound, waiting for her orders.

Why do i think they intended to have that romantic bath but instead filled with Y/N's blood 😳! Damn it she got away 😈😂...hmm now I must make a choice. This is a hard one, Heaven is generally a nice person to newcomers but then Y/N was alone with her husband in the bathroom 🤔. But then again I can't totally see them getting a thrill out of messing with someone 🤭. I'm going to go with the second 😬. Heaven is as obsessed with Arthur as he is with her. I do feel these two in the right setting could take things a little too far i.e murder to preserve Heavens youth 😂. I can't wait for the results! Amazing fic Shark, I loved every word of it, definitely feeling spooky season approaching after having read this ❤️.

Love Ritual

Summary: Among all the members of the Shelby clan who distrust Tommy's new wife, Y/N, Arthur is the one who suspects her the most. As the oldest brother, it is his mission to protect Tommy from his girl... Even if it means using the most awful methods.

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x Reader x fem!OC

Words: 3.5k

TW: horror theme, blood, allusions to murder, angst

Notes: This work was written for @zablife's 2k celebration "A Night at Arrow House". Congratulations honey, here to many more! Room chosen: Bathroom🖤

Y/N Shelby.

The first time you had heard someone call you so was the day of your marriage right after the infamous Thomas Shelby had put a golden wedding ring around your finger and the priest declared you wife and husband. You could still clearly remember the way his strong and calloused hands, damaged by years of excruciating work and one World War, rested proudly on your hips when his smooth lips crashed against yours. He had kissed you as if his life depended on it, the sensual press of his mouth sending shivers of pleasure through your body to the extent of weakening your legs. Admittedly, things had happened rather fast between you and him. Not that it bothered you though — you were more than satisfied about your love story, which had started the day you came in the Garrison asking for a job. The celebration of your wedding was barely over when Tommy asked you to pack your stuff for the magnificent and unforgettable honeymoon he had booked for the two of you. One thing no one could deny was when Thomas Shelby made a gift, it was always ridiculously expensive and sophisticated. After one full week of paradise in Paris, drinking champagne right from your husband’s mouth and only leaving the bedsheet to go shopping in the Champs Élysée, you came back between the mighty walls of Arrow House. In truth, your return to Small Heath had been inevitable and you already dreaded the absence of Tommy, swallowed by a shit ton of work that had piled up on his desk during his absence. Here was the price to pay to be Tommy’s wife, but that was fine with you. After all, you had it all: the money, the fame, the mansion, and even the heart of Birmingham’s most frightening gangster.

The last thing left was to conquer his family, which you thought would be easy. If the boss of the Peaky Blinders himself couldn’t resist your natural charm and your beaming smile, no one else could.

Never you could have imagined how wrong you were.

The idea to throw a party in Arrow House with all the Shelby clan seemed to be a wonderful way to meet the ones closest to your husband and start establishing cordial relationships. For the event, you hired the most talented cook in London, asked the servants to pamper the guests, and even wore the fanciest dress you found in Paris. Everything had to be perfect. What surprised you though was the worries in Tommy’s eyes when you had shared your plan with him, his turquoise iris turning one shade darker. Still, he agreed with you and let you organize the event as you wished. Honestly, it could have been, indeed, a wonderful idea if the family hadn’t decided that fate shouldn’t go easy on you. The cold and cruel truth, that you’d learn too late, was that no one in the family trusted you. Worst, they didn’t like you. Not at all. And because of their caustic hostility, they were more than decided to turn your charming party into a nightmare you wouldn’t forget.

The sound of your heel echoed in the dark hallways of the mansion, whose grandiloquent chandeliers remained turned off. Following a violent storm, all of Small Heath had been plunged into a blackout. What an awful way to start the evening, you had thought, unknowing of the fact the Shelby clan had planned to do everything in their power to make it worse. The only source of light that kept the mansion from total darkness were the flames of hundreds of candles Frances had lit all around.

An unpleasant feeling weighed on your shoulders and made the hairs of your neck raise as you walked through the silent corridors of Arrow House. What was usually a comforting haven had turned into a threatening place for reasons you could not explain. Call it instincts or sixth sense, but you were overtaken by an unexplainable dread now that you were all alone. Maybe the stress of the power cut and the roaring thunder outside was making you slightly paranoid? Or maybe it was the Shelby behavior towards you that had dulled your mood? No matter the source of your anxiety, the result was the same: you could not help but take quick glances above your shoulder, convinced that someone had been stalking you from the moment you had left the ballroom. Something was lurking in the shadow, closely monitoring your movements. At this very moment, you weren’t quite sure anymore about wandering in the vast mansion by yourself in almost complete blackness. However, the perspective of coming back to the ballroom stirred a feeling of utter anger within you. No, you definitely could not stay in the same room as Polly Gray anymore. From the moment you met her dark eyes to the one you left the room, the Romani queen had been nothing but a bane to you.

It had started with her shooting you some condescending glances and whispering things in Ada’s ear as you passed by them. By the end of the pre-dinner drink, the fearless Aunt had waited for Thomas to leave the room to bump into you on purpose and spill all the red wine of her glass on your overpriced dress. When the mischief was done and the fabric of your expensive garment saturated with the red and smelly alcohol, Polly only shrugged and said “Oh, sorry love.” You hadn’t been fooled by her apologies though, for the way her mouth stretched in a sadistic and disdainful grin had left no doubt of her intentions. To this, Ada and John snickered in the background.

For all these reasons you had run away from the ballroom, trying your best not to cry in front of her, and took the stairs two at times to lock yourself in the luxurious bathroom. You didn’t want them to see you weeping — you refused to give these hyenas the satisfaction of witnessing how deeply their behavior had hurt you. A little sigh escaped from your lips as you stood there with your eyes closed and your forehead leaning against the door you had just shut.

“Are you lost, love?” The hoarse voice that echoed in the silent bathroom made you jolt like a kitten caught in the midst of doing something stupid. You turned around in one vivid movement, your wide-open eyes falling on Arthur, who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub. His sharp face, sprinkled with freckles, was floodlit by the orange glow of the dancing candle flames scattered all around him. Such an unexpected encounter made you take a few steps on the right side in order to extend the distance between him and you. It was only when your back hit the cold wall that you realized you might have taken more than a few steps. “Thought no one would bother me here but look at ya.” He growled, the gravel of his voice making his chest vibrate and, by extension, your legs shake like leaves in a raging wind. Of all the Shelby clan and Tommy’s acquaintances, Arthur Shelby was surely the one who frightened you the most. Since the first day you met, he barely acknowledged your existence, rather ignoring you. The rare moments he noticed your being, he simply gave you a death stare with his frozen steel-blue eyes and carried on with Tommy's orders. While you didn’t understand the source of his hatred, you did understand that he, as well as the rest of the clan, would never welcome you in the family whether you bore the name of Shelby or not. Moreover, the oldest sibling was dangerous. All he needed was a little push to snap and transform into a rabid dog, ready to maim and murder anyone unlucky enough to cross his path. And here you were, trapped with him in a dimly lit bathroom. The more you looked at him, the more you felt the immunity Tommy’s protection granted you slip through your fingers. You weren’t Mrs. Shelby anymore, but a prey freshly caught by a starving wolf.

“I’m— I’m sorry. I just wanted to clean the stains on my dress.” Pointing your finger to the said stain, you managed to offer him a trembling and faint smile in the hope of alleviating the palpable tension that had settled between you. After all, this was the only weapon you had left. “Red wine’s stains are hard to clean.”

Your attempt to render the mood lighter failed miserably: Arthur didn’t even bother to answer. Instead, his sinister eyes fell on the dark red smudge on your stomach, and, as they did, his gaze almost scorched you to the bones. As the fire of the candles reflected in his void pupils, his iris shone with a threatening gleam. You ended up sniffing, his silence making you uncomfortable, “Why— Why don’t you join the party in the ballroom?” You felt obliged to talk, or else his frightening quietness would have driven you crazy. Arthur finally looked away and shifted his focus on the bathtub, his long and bony fingers brushing the warm water it contained. Now that your eyes had adjusted to the ambient darkness, you noticed the red petals that were lazily floating on the surface.

Confused by the whole situation, you frowned and tilted your head to the side: why did he run himself a bath in the midst of the party? Not only it was disrespectful, but it didn’t make any sense. It was your house, not his and this intrusion in the bathroom felt like he had violated a private space.

“‘Spose it ain’t yer fookin’ business, love.” Arthur finally spoke, punctuating his sentence with a grunt. He didn’t even look at you — instead, his eyes left the bathtub’s content and fell on the floor. Instinctively, your gaze followed his.

“Fuck.” You mouthed, unable to keep your calm. Your smile faded from your lips at the sight of a knife laid on the tiled floor, in the middle of a pentagram traced with an odd crimson paint. At the end of each branch was a small candle.

Your chest tightened at the way the dancing flames reflected on the blade. All of sudden, a cold breeze coming from nowhere rushed into the bathroom and made your blood freeze in your veins. The first thought that crossed your mind was to storm out of this place and yell at your husband that his brother was in the midst of a fucking ritual in your bathroom, but when you tried to do so your body stood still, unresponsive. Just like a doe caught in the blinding headlights of a car, you were petrified and your fight or flight reflex was broken. The only part of you that was still working was your tongue. “Arthur, your… Your hands…” You thought you shouted but in truth, your quivering voice was merely a frightened whisper. Arthur raised a brow: with his sleeves rolled up, you could see how his hands and forearms were stained with that same thick paint.

“Hmm.” He replied, bringing one of his blood-stained hands closer to his face to observe it attentively, “Oh, is this the blood that disturbs you eh?” Arthur slowly moved his fingers, enjoying the sensation of the drying crimson liquid on his skin and the beautiful patterns it drew in his hands, bringing his palm lines out, “That’s okay. D’ye know that blood is a magical substance? Me wife taught me that.” He started, his thin lips curling in a wicked grin, “She told me the tale of Madame LaLaurie. Want me to tell you, Y/N?”

You slowly shook your head in reply, barely daring to show your refusal, and swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat. It was enough for Arthur to stand up in a sudden movement and walk to you with the terrific gait of a predator. As he approached, your hand discreetly tried to reach the doorknob in your back but the slim gangster was too quick: he grabbed you by the wrist to keep you from opening the door and brought his face closer to yours. So close that his scorching whisky breath fanned over your cheeks.

“Well,” He started, allowing his free hand to graze your throat for the simple pleasure of feeling your erratic heartbeat against his palm. The blood from his fingers smeared your delicate flesh in the process, “I’ll still tell ya, love. Madame LaLaurie was obsessed with beauty. One of her deepest desires, besides torturing her slaves -because the crazy old lady owned poor slaves- was to find the secret of eternal youth. Hell, ain’t it every woman’s biggest dream ay?” His grin stretched in a Cheshire smile, which showcased all of his teeth and slightly lifted his mustache, “LaLaurie was a sick bitch hmm. But she had found a very interesting and efficient way to keep her skin fresh and young…” Arthur’s fingers suddenly left your throat to trap your chin. Then, he forced you to look at him right in the white of his eyes, “Can ye guess what it is, lass?”

“Arthur — Please I need to… To come back to the ballroom. Tommy’s gonna be worried.”

“Nah, yer going to stay with me a little longer alright? Going to keep company to your brother-in-law until he finishes his story, ay love?” His grip around your chin had become slightly painful by now, on top of his evil eyes roving over the details of your face, “So Madame LaLaurie found a way to plump the skin of her face. She slathered her misbehaving slaves and smeared their blood on her face. Ye heard me well, ah! She used their blood as a fookin’ beauty mask.” He let out a frightening chuckle as if the whole situation was amusing. It wasn’t. The gravel in his tone thickened the atmosphere, enhancing your fear so brutally that you almost suffocated. Silence fell in the room for what felt like an eternity as Arthur stared at your very own soul through his dark lashes, his round pupils reflecting nothing but a dizzying void. At this moment, you were convinced he was feeding on your fear, relishing the terror that animated your traits. He smelled it — how powerless you were. “Now, me wife felt tired today. Life’s been harsh with her lately, and the poor angel is slightly afraid of turning twenty-eight. See, I told her she was still young and beautiful, but the anguish is deep-rooted in her. So, I said “fuck this house party” and decided to run her a hot bath to soothe her soul,” The gangster tilted his head to the side — did he even blink during the whole conversation? You could not tell. “Before you came in that bathroom I was thinking about Madame LaLaurie… And was wondering if she would feel better if I’d bring her some fresh blood.”

“Arthur, I —“ You tried to say something after a few seconds of carefully thinking the next words that were about to come from your mouth, as if the slightest misinterpretation would lead you to an inevitable death, but you couldn’t finish your sentence: the bathroom door flung open at the moment you started speaking and it closed again in a loud bang.

“The hell you’re doing with my husband?” A chilling and enchanting voice, as mesmerizing and threatening as a siren’s chant in the midst of a foggy sea, echoed in the room. A voice you had only heard once but which was deeply engraved in your mind. Your heart missed a beat in your chest, first delighted at the perspective of someone walking in and saving you from the creepy conversation you had with the oldest Shelby brother. But when you turned around, your dawning smile withered as you caught sight of Arthur’s wife: the vitriol that was boiling in her eyes was so corrosive that you were pretty sure it could dissolve you right on the spot if you gawked at her for too long. The tiny hope you felt had already disappeared. Far too well you were aware that the young lass was probably more inclined towards breaking your nails one by one and maybe your bones too than she was towards saving you now that she saw you physically close to Arthur. Far too close to her liking. When you understood what was going on in her mind, you stepped back from him as if you had just been burned.

“No-Nothing! I swear we were just talking! I was about to leave.” You stuttered, trying your best to sound convincing but the weight of her accusing gaze made your confidence shrink — to the extent that you started to feel guilty even if you didn’t do anything. And if fear had already overtaken you because of the lanky gangster, it was an indescribable terror that was now coursing through your cold veins.

“Angel.” Arthur gruff voice said, softer as talked to her.

According to rumors, Heaven was nothing but an evil witch whose inhumane powers could kill someone without even touching them. The few times your husband talked about his sister-in-law, you had noticed faint tremors in his voice: he feared her. At first, it seemed exaggerated. Unreasonable. After all, Heaven was a short and frail woman, so petite that a gust of wind could have blown her away. Moreover, her facial features were incredibly soft. So soft and delicate that she looked like an innocent creature with her big aquamarine eyes and her plumped lips always adorned with gloss. But now that she was standing in front of you, dressed only in a long white silk robe, you realized that something uncanny was radiating off her. She looked too pure to be real and too pale to be alive with her snow-white mane and her iris made of frost. An unpleasant shiver ran down your spine: if Heaven Shelby looked like an angel fallen from the skies, her beauty could not hide the Devil that was hiding underneath. For sure, her physical appearance only compensated for the emptiness of her heart.

In this life, no one mattered to her except her husband and John.

“Talking.” She repeated with her strong French accent as she tilted her head to the side, her long white hair following the movement and hanging loosely. “Of course.” She scoffed. Each of her words made your stomach twisted.

With the elegance of a wildcat, Heaven walked to the pentagram traced on the floor and picked up the knife. As she did, your eyes followed her, fearing she would stab you at the tiniest opportunity. “And what were you talking about?” She inquired, looking at Arthur. The gangster was quick to come to her and, when he reached his young wife, he laid his blood-stained and possessive hands on her waist, not minding the red traces they left on her bathrobe. The way he looked at her, with mad and obsessive love, only added a layer of creepiness to the whole scene. Maybe Tommy wasn’t wrong when he told you she had probably bewitched his brother. At this point, Arthur would have probably thrown himself out of the window without any question if she'd asked him to do it.

When faced by your silence, Arthur’s mouth grazed her earlobe with utter desire before he whispered something in her ear. What the lanky man told his wife you could not tell. What you could tell though was how the sudden sparkle that ignited Heaven’s eyes had sent a surge of unreasonable panic in your being. The hellish couple was now staring at you, like two wolves waiting for the slightest sign of weakness to devour you. The oldest Shelby sibling’s face split with a threatening grin while Heaven’s full lips curled in a cold, sardonic smirk.

“Listen, I’ll let the two of you have a romantic bath and—“

“You’re not going anywhere, silly girl.” The evil angel retorted, pointing you with the blade of her knife, “Go get her.” She had barely given the order when Arthur, hopelessly devoted to her, bounced on you and seized your shoulders with a grip so strong that you would have collapsed on the floor if his hands had not kept you on your feet. With that being done, the frightful gangster sneaked behind you and locked you in his arms while the ethereal but malevolent creature broke the distance. She only stopped when the sharp and pointy tip of her knife painfully pressed against your throat. Then, she observed your fragile flesh with great attention, moistening her tantalizing lips with her tongue as she thought how easy it would be to kill you now. “The human body is an amazing thing you know? One small cut here and you’ll bleed to death on the floor of this bathroom.” She paused. Running out of courage, tears beaded in the corner of your eyes and rolled down your cheeks, leaving long wet trails behind them. “Come on Y/N. Light the candles and chant with us, I’m pretty sure I could use that blood of yours…”

A rush of adrenaline suddenly struck you as the image of Arthur and his angel-looking wife making love in the bathtub filled with your own blood flashed in your mind. It wasn’t a romantic bath they had planned, but a human sacrifice. Blessed with a sudden strength only the desperate ones are granted, you overcame your catatonia and broke free from Arthur’s grip, yelling like an agonizing prey, “Leave me alone!” You screamed, a scream so loud it woke all the ghosts of Arrow House up. Without asking further questions, you threw yourself at the door and ran from the devilish couple with tears flooding your vision and anxiety keeping you from breathing properly.

Disappearing in the corridor, you let the darkness swallow you, unknowing that you wouldn't be safe anywhere in Arrow House anymore.

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ghostiewriter · 3 years ago

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AJSKDJLES you’re so nice!!! I was 100% using my birthday to manipulate you into giving us more headcanons lol but I wasn’t expecting you to actually get to it today! 🥺🥺🥰 take your time and no pressure but I definitely wouldn’t say no to hearing more about them making wild melodramatic accusations to make each other laugh in public because I can 100% see it. And I can totally see it starting on the surf trip because no one knows them so they’d just like try and embarrass the other? Amazing.

Sorry it’s a day late but I hope you had a great birthday bestie and enjoy the chaos of this wee blurb😂tbh I love this headcanon for them because it’s something they would totally do! But happy late birthday and I hope it was an enjoyable one!!❤️

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It started of a silly little game.

Keeping true to their word, the second they had graduated from high school and had those diplomas in their hands, JJ and Kiara wasted little time in planning the logistics of their surf trip around the world. So many places to go, waves to surf, sights to see—it was impossible to choose a place to start. However, thanks to Pope and his intense need to create a plan so his two best friends wouldn’t be thrown into the world as they “go with the flow”, he had organised a proper scheme.

JJ didn’t think it was necessary, and Kiara knew they wouldn’t stick to it. But they let Pope continue with it regardless.

Against their better judgement, his route and itinerary around Europe was insanely helpful for the couple as they ventured through the countries, excited to see places they could only dream about. Especially for JJ, it felt absolutely surreal that he was leaving the island, let alone travelling the world with the love of his life at his side. It was something he would never fully believe, but cherish in fear that he would wake up from this perfect dream and return to a shitty life in reality.

But as he turned to look at Kiara, her hair swept back by the breeze and her eyes watching the glittering city below in awe as they stood at the top of the Eiffel Tower, JJ knew that no matter how many times he pinched himself that this was his reality.

“If you’re about to make some cheesy joke about how the view is pretty but you’re prettier, I will throw you off this tower.”

JJ only grinned in response, shaking his head as he finally shifted his attention to the city view. They had just witnessed the sunset and it was one of the most breath-taking views either of them had seen, without a fucking doubt.

“Well now that you’ve stole my thunder and ruined it…” He trailed off with a sigh, but his smile only widened when he heard the soft giggle that escaped her lips.

“Whatever.” She muttered, her features softening as she leaned against the railing and took in the sounds of the streets of Paris.

“I can understand why so many people propose up here, it’s beautiful.” He admitted after a few moments.

Kiara only scoffed.

JJ turned to her, eyebrows raised. “You don’t agree?”

“Because there is nothing more romantic than having a bunch of other tourists watching one of the most intimate moments of your life whilst horns are beeping down below and the wind is blowing hair into your lip gloss.” She deadpanned.

Kiara was a romantic person when she wanted to be, but some gestures were even too much for her.

“Well when you put it like that, it’s no fun.” JJ muttered with a small chuckle, though he could see her point. “Does this mean I should keep the ring in my pocket and scrap the proposal?” He asked with a grin on his face.

Kiara rolled her eyes but she smiled. “Sorry to break your heart, babe, but if you got down on one knee right now, I would have no shame embarrassing you in front of all these people.” She said with a brief glance at the other tourists standing up here with them.

But JJ’s eyes gleamed at the sight of the challenge.

She didn’t have time to question him when he slipped one of the rings off, holding it in his palm before he cleared his throat and got down on one knee.

Her eyes widened as she looked down at him in confusion. “Jay, what are you doing—”

“Barbra Gertie Stonehend,” He started in a loud, boisterous voice to (successfully) catch the attention of the other tourists. “We have spent years together, helping each other through many hardships. I have been there for you since your bed wetting days when you were twelve, I have been there for you since you got your braces stuck in the railing at the zoo, and I have been there for you since your pet piggy was tragically knocked down by a bike. But now I ask that you do me the honour of being there with me at the end of the aisle by the alter?”

He finished his obscene speech, now holding his ring between his fingers and looking up at her with a faux hopeful expression. She pressed her lips together to hold in her snickers as she glanced around, seeing all eyes on them as they awaited her answer. And when her gaze returned to JJ, there was something quite smug shining in his eyes.

JJ had always been the best liar from them all, the way he would so easily be able to spout out nonsense at the drop of a hat. But she was just as competitive and determined as the blond, and willing to challenge him at his own game.

“Oh Bernie…” She sighed, hand placed on her chest as she looked down at him. “How could I ever marry a monster like you! Marge told me everything, I cannot believe you would expect me to marry you after you were the one that killed my pig!”

A few gasps could be heard from the crowd around them.

JJ urged himself not too laugh, though his eyebrows were raised in silent appreciation.

“Boo-Bear, it’s not what it seems! I didn’t mean to kill Vincent!” He urged, reaching out to hold her hands in his own. “I am more than a cold blooded pig murderer, please give me a chance!”

“I love you, my snookums, but I cannot!”

“Please, honey-bunch, don’t listen to Marge!” He cried out as she ripped her hands from his. “She is just jealous of what we have!”

“Then why are you having a child with her?!”

Kiara could’ve sworn she heard someone utter ‘holy shit’ under their breath but urged her face to remain neutral.

“It’s not mine!”

“Then who’s is it?” Kiara demanded, her hand clutching her imaginary pearls.

“My twin brother’s!”

“No!” Kiara gasped, feigning utter shock as she took a few steps back. “It cannot be Bobby’s…because he is the father of my child!”

Another series of gasps echoed amongst the landing.

“You…you were cheating on me with my twin brother?” JJ asked, finally standing up as he looked at her with a look of betrayal.

“I’m sorry, Bernie…” She whispered but JJ dramatically turned away.

“I can’t believe this,” He muttered before heading towards the exit. “I’m taking the dog and going home!”

“BERNIE, NO—”

“Goodbye, Barbra, enjoy your life with Bobby and his stupid exterminating company!”

Whispers murmured around the group and Kiara urged herself to keep a straight face as she waited a few moments before following him down. Once they reached the bottom, it took one glance at each other before they burst out laughing, tears streaming down their faces as they clung onto each other and walked back to their flat.

It was the start of an odd game they played for the rest of their trip. In the most random places they would play out insane scenarios, the aim to be as dramatic as they possibly could until one of them had to physically leave the scene before they burst out laughing. It was just a wee game to spice things up when they were out in public, plus it helped knowing they would never see any of these people again.

The word ‘Eiffel’ just had to be said and the game would begin.

And boy, was it entertaining.

There was the time they were in Austria visiting a vineyard, when suddenly Roberto was just sick and tired of holding back his secret affair he had been hiding behind his wife’s back. Little did he know his wife, Carla, had been sleeping with his secretary too.

Or the time they pretended to be spies on a mission whilst walking through a museum in Australia, pretending to mutter things to one another and even went to the extent of buying walkie talkies so they could suspiciously communicate from opposite sides of the room. That one kind of backfired because they did end up being thrown out by security.

Or the time they were in a small village in Turkey when it was suddenly revealed that Topanga would be leaving her fiancé, Johnny, for a prince that promised her wealth in power. However much to her shock, the prince she had been talking to was actually Johnny catfishing her.

Or there was the time they decided to re-enact the whole plot of Mamma Mia in Greece to see how long it would take people to notice how familiar the whole situation felt. It turned out it took people a tragically long time.

It was a stupid game that they adored and it followed them through the extent of the surf trip and even sometimes when they would returned home. Not to the same extent as they did in the past with fake identifies, but sometimes just odd scenarios to really fuck with their friends’ heads and keep them on their toes.

There was just something so satisfying about turning to each other, matching grins on their faces as they sat at the kegger and listened to some random touron talk about how nothing interesting ever happened on this island whenever she would visit her grandmother.

Ideas racing in their minds and all the possibilities of how they can make this night one to remember were jumping at the possibility to put on a show. With his eyebrows raised, JJ turned to his girl.

“Eiffel?”

“Eiffel.”

“HOW COULD YOU?! THAT GOLDFISH PIZZA MEANT EVERYTHING TO ME AND YOU JUST ATE IT AFTER EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH?”

After all, it started as a silly little but it always ensured chaos.

#ask #jiara #jiara blurb #surf trip #outer banks

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jarofstyles · 4 years ago

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Dirty Business III- Cappuccino

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pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

warnings: smut, cheating, hints of angst, mentions of abuse

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Harry woke up to a softly breathing Y/N. She was laying on his chest, cuddled up tight. Truly? He didn’t think he had ever seen a scene more beautiful. With the Paris sun bleeding through the sheer curtains and lighting up all the aspects of her face, he was incredibly lucky. Quite possibly the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Mm. Baby?” He murmured, moving her hair so he could see her face perfectly. His lips came to kiss her forehead, then her nose. Stroking her cheek, he was happy to be with her. Happy to hold her close and be the one she chose to have. After all these weeks he had given in and it never felt so good. “Want to see those eyes.” The pretty eyes he loved looking at. She was bare of makeup and her freckles were showing, her lips still swollen from their passion last night. He couldn’t imagine something more beautiful.

Y/N woke up to the warmth of the sun tickling her face, Harry’s voice and soft touches bringing her out of the dream world she was in. She hummed at the feeling, a smile coming onto her face as she realized that this really was real life, she wasn’t at all dreaming.

“Good morning...” She spoke in a sweet but raspy voice, eyes fluttered open to see him already looking down at her with a smile. He was so beautiful, everything about him. Y/N let her hand move to cup his cheek, her smile widening as she saw his dimples form. They were her favorite. She leaned in to kiss him, sweet and gentle, holding him there just savoring the beautiful moment. She was in Paris with the man of her dreams, what else could she possibly want?

The phone ringing brought her out of the moment, her lips moving to kiss all over his face muttering a bunch of no’s because she didn’t want him to be distracted. He let out a groan when she went down to his neck. He picked up the phone, answering a tired ‘hello’. It was Caroline. God damn it. He had been ignoring her calls, not wanting to talk. He had told her anyway that he would be in Paris and couldn’t talk.

“Jesus— Caroline, I told you I’m not able to talk while on this trip. Why have you called me 12 times?” He asked, brows furrowing. He relaxed a little when Y/N crawled on top of him, running her hands down his chest. He didn’t like the look in her eye. “Yes, I’m ignoring your calls. I told you multiple times that I’m busy. I have meetings every day.” It wasn’t a lie. He did have many meetings. But Caroline was whining and saying how he should be checking in on her because they were dating and it just— pissed him off. “I’m done with this, Caroline. I think it’s best if we don’t see each other anymore.” He ground out, seeing Y/N’s eyes light up. That pleased her. It pleased him too. But then the hysterics started on the other line.

“Is it her? Is that bitch with you?” Caroline asked, “Hazza baby, please, you can’t do this over the phone! Thought you had more respect for me!” She shouted, tears clearly in her eyes. It was early in Paris but probably even earlier in New York, why was she even awake? “I thought we were doing so well and then she showed up! What? Am I not rich or young and hot enough for you? That job changed you. I thought I knew you!”

Y/N was grinning ear to ear, he had ended things with Caroline right in front of her. She won, she had really won. Y/N pressed kisses all across his chest, rocking her hips over his a bit as well because god, did that make her horny. When his body responded positively to it, Y/N went the extra mile, bringing her hand down so she could slide him inside of her. A small moan escaped her, biting down on his shoulder as she sat up and started slowly bouncing on his cock. Her hands were holding her tits up, gripping at them so he could see just how good it felt for her. Y/N smirked down at him, her head falling back in pleasure. God this was the life.

“Oh my god.” He groaned. Mostly because Y/N was on his cock. The hottest thing he thinks he’s ever seen, his new girl, the one he should have had all along, riding him with effort. Caroline would never do this. It was always missionary. “Don’t call her a bitch. She’s lovely. Always treats me well, is amazing with business.” He growled. He didn’t like anyone saying shit about Y/N. “I told you, my job comes first. The first time we started dating. I’m done with having to explain this shit to you.” He hissed. Y/N felt so damn good, his hand coming up to grab her waist. “You obviously don’t know me. Stop calling me that name, it’s annoying. We can talk when I get back but... it doesn’t change anything.” His breathing caught when he saw her hand go down to her cunt, rubbing at it. Fuck, it was so wrong for this to be so hot. But it was. “My life is changing quickly and... fuck, it’s so good.”

Seeing him angry was only getting her going more, biting back moans though really she should just let Caroline hear. Let her hear how good she felt on her man’s cock. Y/N had been moving at a steady pace on his cock, speeding up when she felt his hand on her waist.

“Oh daddy! Feels so good!” She moaned out, smirking at the look on his face because she knew Caroline could clearly hear her.

“Oh my god— Harry, are you serious?” Caroline screamed, “She’s with you?” She couldn’t believe it, but she better. Y/N ready had come in and swiped Harry right up and there was nothing she could do about it.

“Fuuuuck!” Y/N moaned out, rubbing faster at her clit. She could hear a little bit of what was going on on the phone and she was extremely turned on by the prospect. It was the competitive nature in her, her primal part wanting to show off that she had in fact claimed him for her own. She loved it.

Harry’s mouth opened and he looked at Y/N in shock. Holy fucking shit. Never in his life had sex been this hot, this naughty. She was fucking him, riding his damn cock when he was talking to his soon to be ex.

“God damn it—“ He hissed. It was hot and wet, warm around his cock and he was watching her bounce and the noises— he was in love.

“Harry! What the fuck! Are you cheating on me?” Caroline cried loudly. Y/N was giving him the best sex of his life and he was dying.

“S’not cheating— we broke up.” He panted, his hand moving up to grab at her tits. He felt like an asshole but— this was too good. Way too fucking good. He didn’t expect Y/N to grab the phone though, the screams and yelling still being heard through the phone.

“Mmm fuck— sorry honey, didn’t I tell you jealousy would get you no where?” Y/N panted, moving her hips at a quick pace. “I tried to be nice, but apparently I’m a bitch— oh fuck! Harry!” She whimpered, deciding she wouldn’t hang up until she did. Y/N knew it was bad, she knew she shouldn’t be doing this but she couldn’t help it, not when the girl had dug her own grave. Y/N put the call on speaker, throwing the phone to the side while she leaned down and pressed a hungry kiss to Harry’s lips. She kept her hips moving quickly, grinding down on him and feeling her walls clench from just how good it was. She liked having control, mostly because she could make it hit all the right places. “So good, isn’t it daddy? Tell her how good my cunt feels.” Y/N growled. She was quite the sex addict, loved to do crazy and wild shit. She loved the thrill of it all. It was due to being around the business for so long, watching businessmen drool over her and other women. It was all about claiming the men, who had the hottest wife and the best sex life. She wanted Harry to have the best and be the best.

“God— it’s so fucking good.” He knew it must hurt to hear because he never acted like this during sex with her. You could hear how wet she was and how good the sex actually was. He was thriving. He wasn’t fucking around. “Best fucking pussy. Jesus— keep riding me like that” he breathed, grabbing her waist and moving his legs so he could contribute, thrusting up into her pussy. That’s when Y/N started going crazy, the sensitive spots getting hit over and over again.

“Harry! Stop right now! What is wrong with you? Why would you do this?” Caroline shouted through the phone. He could hear and it only made him fuck harder into her, Y/N falling forwards slightly on to him. He held her back, continuing his thrusting up into her cunt.

“Never been this good, you’re so sexy. Fuck me.” He painted, feeling her clench hard around him. She was a crazy bitch and he loved it.

Y/N couldn’t stop smiling, practically growling and purring at the situation that was unfolding. It felt so fucking good, the thrill of having Caroline on the phone making all that more hot and taboo. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning louder, from fucking him harder. She wanted to show her what good sex sounded like.

“Hang up if you don’t like it! Or are you enjoying it, hmm? Bet you wanna fuck me too, don’t you, princess?” Y/N chuckled mischievously. She knew she was hot, knew she could get any guy or girl she wanted. “Want me to fuck you right in front of him? Bet I could make you scream for me too.” Y/N could tell even Harry was going wild at that thought. She was so horny, felt like she could go all day long. Her entire body was buzzing, fucking Harry like a wild rabbit. Her moans were erotic, whiny and full of pleasure. Y/N felt like she would explode right then and there, the coil in her stomach tightening till she was on the very edge.

In his eyes, Y/N was a temptress. A crazy, beautiful, plotting little slut, and Harry loved it. He couldn’t believe this was happening and how good it was to actually be doing this fucked up shit but Y/N was all for it. He felt a bit rabid himself, flipping them over so he had control again. His fucks were hard and fast and the sounds were erotic, Y/N letting out whiny little ‘Uh’s’ and ‘fuck me’s and ‘daddy!’ Over and over again. She was clinging to him in a different way than last night.

“Cum for me, Y/N.” He leaned down and muttered some more filth. “Getting off while my ex is on the phone, showing her who owns my cock now, hm? Being so filthy and dirty, I love it baby. My precious little slut, make a mess. Gonna fuck you every day.” He promised. He didn’t care if she could hear it, he wanted Y/N to know that he was going to put her pleasure on the forefront. “Better pussy, better mouth, better moans... the perfect woman.”

“Oh fuuuuuck!” Y/N whined as she came, she screamed so loud she was sure the entire hotel had heard her. The fact that Caroline still hadn’t hung up? That was the kicker, she wasn’t sure why the girl was doing this to herself, but it was all more exciting for Y/N as she made a mess all over Harry’s cock. She was shaking in pleasure, clawing down Harry’s back. She was positive he had never had sex like this before, Y/N would show him a whole new world in that respect. “Cum for me daddy, fill me up, fuck—” Y/N would gladly have his child if she wasn’t on birth control. Y/N bit at his neck, left a mark right on his collarbone that was a deep purple color. She didn’t want one on his neck, he had to be an appropriate business man. Once he officially got her father’s job, she’d be able to make him up all she wanted.

The bite triggered his orgasm, the sharp pain making him gasp and shake slightly as he grunted, filling her up quickly. He groaned, burying his face in her neck one she let go of his skin, panting. At the squawking on the phone, he hung it up and panted.

“Holy fucking shit.” He hissed. “That was so hot, baby.” He couldn’t get over it. It had gotten him off beyond his dreams to see Y/N take control and be a bitch to her. It was hot, it was new, and he loved it. “You’re unbelievable.” He peppered her in kisses, feeling them both coming down from their orgasms. “Good fucking morning, baby.” Is this how life with her would be? Exciting, hot morning sex? Kinky and taboo shit? He didn’t know she had that in her, that people liked that outside of online forums he went on.

“Good morning, daddy.” She cooed, pressing kisses to his lips and smiling against them. “Hopefully she won’t bother us again, hmm?” Y/N smirked, “but if she wants me to fuck her too, then I guess I will.” She hummed, pushing Harry’s hair back. They were all sweaty now, hot and sticky from the sex. “Wanna take a shower? Can order some breakfast and chill out till your meeting.” She offered, pressing another kiss to his lips. “Want me to come with you?“ She wasn’t a stranger to going to business meetings, usually they were with her father but she could go with Harry too. “I don’t mind staying here, have some business to attend to anyway..” Y/N didn’t mind either way, she’d meet him out for dinner later anyway. Also had some sexy lingerie to wear as well.

“Hm... whichever you’d like. If you’re busy, it’s okay. I just... don’t really feel like letting you go.” He admitted. Harry was never clingy in past relationships. Touchy, sure. But he felt clingy and needy with Y/N in ways he hadn’t before. This truly was a whole new thing for him. “Let’s shower though.” He picked her up and heard her giggles as he held her to his body, walking to the luxury shower. She was only placed down once he got to the counter because he was sure her legs were still a bit wobbly. “I like being around you.” He looked past her and into the mirror, smirking when he saw the mark. “Ah. Marking your territory?” He chuckled as his finger poked gently at the darkening mark. She had made quite a pretty, dark mark and he was proud of it. When they weren’t in business he would be sure to show it off.

“I’d be happy to go with you, but I don’t want to distract you.” Y/N giggled, “but I’ll meet you for dinner after, yeah? Made reservations at this nice place.” She winked, feeling like that too could be fun. Y/N liked to keep things exciting in her relationships, the men she’d previously been with called her a whore for it. At the time she thought they meant it in a loving way, but they didn’t. “Yeah, of course.” She said with a small hum. “Broke up with her properly now, yeah? So... you’re mine.. but you’ve always been mine.” Y/N said as a matter of factly. She was like a lioness, she had stalked her prey and she had him in her clutches now. “We’re unstoppable, you know that?” She asked, wanting to see if he knew that. “Got the whole world under our fingertips... know you just met me, but I can give you the whole world and more. I want to give that to you.”

“I want to show you a lot. Show you how a real man treats a woman.” He knew Y/N hadn’t been treated right. She needed to be worshipped. To be given love and affection. Properly. “You deserve a lot more than you’ve gotten and I know that it may seem odd at first but I want you to be happy and feel confident and beautiful with me.” He didn’t want anything more than he wanted her to feel good. “I’m happy just to have you. The world is nice but having it means nothing without someone to share with. I know that now.” He felt good just sitting here with her as the shower warmed up. Kissing her soft mouth, he picked her up again and brought her into the shower as the mirrors got foggy. “You are a bit of a distraction, I can admit. Want to eat you alive.”

“You’re too sweet.” She told him and pressed another chaste kiss to his lips before he brought her into the shower. It was there that she got her hair all wet and let him do the same before going to shampoo his hair. “At least I know I am.” Y/N giggled, massaging his scalp a bit. “Can go to the meeting and I’ll stay back to do some work. Then I’ll send a car to come get you and bring you to the restaurant for dinner. I’ll meet you there.” Of course, she didn’t tell him that they’d be eating at the top of the Eiffel Tower, that was the surprise. Y/N was excited, she had a nice dress all sorted out. It was going to be incredible. “We’re going to have the most amazing time here, I just know it. Don’t ever want to go back. Just want to be here with you forever.” She sighed though she knew they really did have to go back. New York had its perks and if she was going to be there with him? She had no problem with that. “Can come around to mine when we get back, yeah? Can bring Oliver over and stay for a bit if you’d like? I have lots of space.”

“Yeah? I’d like to do that. He’s never left the apartment so he might do well with that.” He wondered. This was unreal. The fact they were discussing how to spend time together at home. It was real. “We can come back, I’m sure. I think we’ll have to go check up on investments. At least in the next 4 months.” He murmured, letting her wash the shampoo out of his hair. He liked providing for her, making her warm and soft and vulnerable around him. That was something he knew she would enjoy, the fact that he was tender with her heart. “I’d like you to come over to my place too. See it. It’s not big, but it’s cozy. I think there’s some things you’d like too.” He was hoping that she would like his home. It was something that he wanted her to like because it was his style.

She hummed, turning so he could return the favor and shampoo her hair. It was really nice to just care for and be taken care of. Normal people had this, small things like this. It meant the world to her and he didn’t even know. Just simple signs of affection that she’d missed on after all these years. He’d be able to provide for her.

“I’d love to come over. You live in Brooklyn, yeah?” Y/N remembered from when she sent over the guy with the suits. “I always imagined you living there anyway.” She smiled softly, humming as his fingers worked through her hair. “It’ll be nice to be home again though... cause this time I’ll have something to look forward to.” She really did mean it when she said that. Her life was full of events, meetings, and appointments. She never really got downtime to enjoy herself, she was always trying to impress and show off so she could get some attention. Now she had Harry. “I’m just really happy you’re finally mine...” She whispered.

“Baby...” He cooed, leaning down to kiss her. The truthfulness in her tone, the fact that she was honestly so eager to have him? She had wanted him for a while and now she had him and was happy about it. It made her happy, he made her happy! “I am. And you’re mine.” He smiled widely. “Gonna be good together, yeah? Gonna teach each other a lot and learn. I’ll make you feel like a princess.” Because she was. A precious princess. Not just because of the money but because she was a genuine soul. “You’re so lovely, Y/N. I can’t imagine being more proud to be someone’s. I’ve been unhappy and lonely for quite a while and now I feel.... full?” He admitted. “Happy. Like there isn’t this weight on my shoulders or a hole in my chest.”

“Been waiting a long time for someone to love up on... and you make it so easy, just want to give you everything all the time.” She really felt like she couldn’t do enough to express how she felt. “You deserve to feel happy and full, I’m glad I can do that for you... you certainly do that for me.” Y/N wasn’t sentimental often, but she felt like they needed to share this honest moment. “Can always come and talk to me about anything... literally, anytime. You have my heart.” That much was true. In the three weeks that she’s known him she’d seen the way he interacted with others, the way he so kindly and firmly denied her and didn’t make her feel like shit about it, the way her father respected him. Even talking to him about small things he liked, joking with him, it was all the little things that made her fall for him. Getting to fully express herself now with no boundaries? It made her happy.

“Me as well, darling. I know... well, it seems as though you don’t have a ton of people to open up to fully. And I want to be that person for you. Want you to always come to me with your feelings because I want to understand them. Understand you. Okay?” He questioned. “I just feel like there’s bits of you that haven’t been able to fully come out or be expressed and I want you to feel free and happy with me. Always. Want you to be yourself, feel at home with me.” He explained. Y/N needed someone to nurture her. “I won’t judge you. I made the mistake in the past to think I knew what type of man you wanted but I was wrong. I think I’m good for you. I think I can show you how it is to be truly appreciated and cared for. It’s something I think you’ll love.”

It warmed Y/N’s heart to hear, she’d been searching for it forever and now she finally had it. Y/N would certainly go on to tell him things that have happened to her in the past, help him understand why she is the way she is. Not all at once, she didn’t want to overwhelm him.

“There are definitely things I’ve never really had before, I’ve had my fair share of shit exes... I’ll come around to tell you about them but.. I know you’ll be good for me..I’ll love it...” Y/N hummed as she went to rinse her hair, taking the loofa and starting to lather him up. “It’ll be nice for you to learn about my world and vice versa... especially if you’re going to be a big part of the company.” Y/N would show him the ropes of the luxury lifestyle, lord knows it can be intimidating. She knew she could be a spoiled brat too, if it would be good for him to bring her down to earth.

Once they were out, they dried off and wrapped themselves up in robes and ordered breakfast which was more of a lunch now. They’d both have to get ready to leave soon. Harry pouted, not wanting to go. He wanted to spend more time with Y/N and he would— but he had to do this meeting first. He wasn’t worried about it but he was more worried about how long it would take.

“I don’t want to.” He murmured into her neck. He had changed into his suit and she was sitting on the kitchenette counter, feeding him strawberries and fixing his hair. He hid his face in her when she said he should probably head downstairs to get a car. “Feel like a clingy teenager but... we just decided to be together and now I’ve got to go see someone else? And try to focus on things that aren’t you?” He grumbled, not wanting to leave her touch. “Sounds like bullshit to me.” His huff seemed to make her laugh but he was being serious.

“Awe baby.” Y/N cooed, her hand gently petting at his hair. She really did feel a little tear in her heart because she also didn’t want him to leave but she knew she’d be reunited with him soon. “‘s okay, only a few hours till dinner yeah? You look so handsome too, gonna show off to everyone.” Y/N complimented, knowing she’d be very proud to have a man like Harry I’m her arm. “You’ll do great.” Y/N kissed him sweetly, “bye baby, text me when you’re done.” She cooed walking him out with one more lingering kiss before she went to get ready for her meeting. Y/N threw on some high waisted jeans and a button up and some light makeup, putting on sunglasses and sneakers and heading out the door. She was going to visit her fashion friends, they had wanted to see her to discuss fashion week plans and of course, they wanted to give her some things. Y/N was excited to get some things for Harry and of course, lingerie.

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The meeting was boring. He was easily able to sweet talk them, the clients being heavily impressed when he switched to French when they started speaking among themselves about how to get the best deal out of him. He had been a bit ruthless in it, and it was fun but... he missed Y/N.

‘Hi darling. This is very boring. I miss you xx’

He knew she would laugh at his text but it was true. He missed her terribly! It was odd to not have her slender hand on his arm or her warm laugh or be able to look over and see encouraging hazel eyes. He missed those a lot. It was also odd because he knew that this was a brand new feeling. A new emotion. How strongly she felt with him, how he wanted her around a lot now and was able to express it... it made him think a lot. He could be happy now, with her. and knowing he was basically guaranteed the job helped too.

Y/N was having loads of fun, unlike Harry. She had met up with her friends and had a nice laugh with them, looked over all the designs that they were starting for fashion week and got to pick out some pieces to take home. She might have gone overboard, but she didn’t really care. It was all for a good cause, Harry. Just as she thought of him her phone buzzed and she chuckled, shaking her head at the message.

‘I’m sorry baby ): I miss you too. I’ll see you soon though xx’

She would in fact see him soon. Y/N checked the time and realized she needed to rush home to get ready. Y/N threw the bags all over the living room, tons of them going everywhere but she had stuff to do. She had to shave her legs and moisturize, had to make sure her hair and makeup looked great, and of course the dress. She couldn’t forget about that. Luckily, she had finished right on time and got a text from Harry saying he was on his way to dinner right as she hopped in the car. Perfect.

Harry was in need of some Y/N time. Some TLC from her would be lovely. All he needed was her. The exhausting meeting had drained him a bit but the prospect of seeing Y/N and going for a romantic dinner, spending time just with his new lover? It revitalized him. A happy sigh left him as he got out of the car, but a bit confused considering he was right at the tower. Were they walking to the restaurant? A picnic? Either would be fine but he was confused until he felt a hand wrap around his arm.

“Baby.” He smiled, though it fell more to an awe inspiring look when he saw her. She was dressed in a gorgeous down— red and sparkly and a slit in the leg, clinging to curves he wanted to nibble on. Definitely not a picnic. “Fuck, you look incredible.” He murmured, placing his hands on her waist. “Wow. You really... look gorgeous. I love this.”

Y/N was nervously excited, getting out of the car and seeing all these people look at her as if she was a movie star. She was in her own right, but seeing Harry pull up looking all confused made her heart flutter. She really had missed him today and if that said anything about their relationship, it was that it would prosper. She was confident in them. When she saw his reaction, butterflies filled her stomach, a giggling coming from her.

“Thank you, baby.” She cooed, going to cup his cheek and place a sweet kiss to his lips. “Missed you.” She mumbled against them, hearing a phone click from beside them. Y/N pulled back and smiled, seeing a young girl taking photos of them.

“Sorry, you just look so beautiful, thought you’d like to keep this moment.” The girl said in french, causing Y/N to smile even wider. “Thank you so much... um here—“ She reached her hand out so she could send it to herself. Y/N thanked her again and went back to Harry, taking his hand and leading him to the elevator that would take them to the top.

“Wait— where are we going?” He asked, confused. He wasn’t angry or upset. No— he was confused but thankful for the little trip. Maybe they’d go up and see what was up there? He was a bit uncultured in the fact he didn’t know much about the tower besides that it was beautiful. What was in there, he didn’t know. All he knew was that there was a viewing deck or something. Y/N looked like the kitten who got the cream, watching her pull him into the elevator as his brows furrowed. What the hell was this pretty little thing up to? That’s what he was curious about. “Are we going up for the view before we go to eat?” He asked. Instead he was shut up with a kiss once the elevator door closed, making him hum. A thankful and necessary thing, because he had missed her mouth all day. “Mm. Well... hello there.” He laughed when he felt her pull apart.

It was cute really, how he didn’t know there was a restaurant up there. Y/N really felt her stomach go when they were kissing in the elevator though, feeling like this was probably the most romantic thing she could ever pull off. Her heart was going crazy.

“Hi.” She giggled, feeling the elevator come to a stop. “We’re here.” Y/N stepped out, being greeted by the host who already recognized her. She was more so focused on the look on Harry’s face once he realized where they actually were. The host led them to a table that was right by the window, looking out at all of Paris. What he didn’t know was that the restaurant was also an observation deck, meaning it slowly spun around. Y/N took a seat, still smirking at how shocked Harry had looked.

“Taadaaa!” She giggled, feeling very proud of herself for being able to pull this off. “Pour toi mon amour” For you, my darling. She said, her heart fluttering as she reached out for his hand from across the table.

He raised a brow. He didn’t know there was a place up here to eat. It must be a huge money maker and absolutely not cheap— wow. He was so confused on how he had ended up here in life but he couldn’t complain. Not now. He had the best woman and the best job.

“C'est beau. Je ne savais pas où se trouvait un restaurant ici, mon amour.” It is beautiful. I didn’t know where a restaurant was up here, my love. He spoke back in perfect French. The shock on her face was comical. She didn’t know he spoke French and to be honest, it had been a bit entertaining to leave her in the dark about it. He loved how she was finally taken aback at something he did.

“What?” He smirked. “You aren’t the only one who knows French. You just assume.” He brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed at it a few times. “I appreciate it though, Y/N. You are my blessing.”

“So... you heard what I said yesterday then?” She asked, raising a brow at him. She did in fact call him her boyfriend to a friend yesterday, not that it wasn’t true now. Nonetheless, she felt really happy to be able to do all of this for him. “I’m so glad you like it. Thought it’d be nice to surprise you, have a nice romantic dinner... originally I thought this would be what really got you, but you were a day early.” Y/N teased, allowing her leg to rub against his under the table. “There’s a set menu here, so you don’t really have to order anything. Just have to pick between steak, fish, or veg for your main. It’s delicious, all the food here.” She explained, knowing he’s probably never been to a Michelin Star restaurant before.

“Ah, okay. But yeah... I love it here. I couldn’t help it yesterday and I surely didn’t hear you complaining the rest of the night.” His smirk was very smug, and he knew she was rolling her eyes a bit but it was true! She hasn’t complained because it was good. What they both had wanted. “I heard. I wasn’t going to call you out in front of your friend and embarrass you, sweetheart. Besides... I liked how it sounded and I knew my own feelings, I knew I’d give in soon. I knew on the plane. So I let it be.” He explained. He loved how it sounded. “And you seemed to be proud to say I was your boyfriend so... it made me feel really nice. Solidified it for me.”

Y/N treated him unlike any other woman. With respect and care and she remembered things about him and treated him to things without wanting anything in return. Besides his affection, of course. She was calling to him for weeks and he finally gave in. Now they were on a date on top of the tower.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t.” Y/N smiled, “I was really proud of it. I am proud of it...” She spoke realizing they never really solidified it. They’d just said that they were each other’s but never really spoke about a label, maybe it was a given, but she just wanted to be sure. “So... you like it then? Me calling you my boyfriend?” She asked, eyes locked on his. “This is our official first date then, hmm?” She smirked, feeling like no one would be able to top this. A first date in France, at the top of the Eiffel tower? It couldn’t get any better. Y/N thanked the waiter for bringing over their first glass of wine and the cheese board. A starter.

“Oh, I forgot to mention. They give you a glass of wine with every course, they pair it best to the food.” She didn’t realize that some things he didn’t just know. It was a privilege check for her. “But, how was the meeting, baby? Boring?” Y/N asked, wanting to genuinely know about how it went.

“I did like it. Quite a bit. It was another thing that made me realize that if you wanted me like that, I should let you. And then you stayed a distance, naughty little thing.” He snickered. Y/N had tested him time and time again but the one time he had wanted her to, she hadn’t. It was definitely something. “I suppose this is the first one... what a date this is then.” He murmured, looking around again. His first date with Y/N at the top of the Eiffel Tower? It was appropriate though. “It’s fitting. You’re a princess, deserve the world. We definitely have come into each other’s lives in a whirlwind.” He didn’t regret a thing though. Not at all. “I’ve never been to a more boring meeting in my life. Perhaps it was because I was away from you but... they didn’t realize I spoke French, tried to talk about conning the prices a bit, so I spoke back to them and asked them if they’d rather discuss business in their language. Scared them. Got the deal down so we make more.” He shrugged. Harry was good at his job. His charm won people over very quickly.

Y/N felt really proud of her man, glad that she could properly call him her man now. He had once again proven himself to be an excellent employee and her father would be really happy to hear that he was doing so well.

“Good job, daddy.” She cooed, switching up the pet name on him because hearing him talk about work turned her on. It was weird. She was always attracted to ambitious people, mainly because she was one, but also because she had only ever known people who were like that. Her mom and dad, her exes, all her friends. Everyone was business savvy and of course having a partner who was the same felt good. “Think this will be good for you, it will definitely impress my father. Has he checked up on you yet?”

Her father was an intimidating man. He only really cared about money and his company. Y/N learned that the hard way when she was very young, he never came to her recitals or her parent teacher nights. She didn’t even get to go to her father daughter dance because he was away doing business in Dubai. The fact that he trusted Harry so much so quickly did hurt, but it made her feel good to know her father at least cared about her man.

“We are having a call tomorrow, to talk about the upcoming meeting on Wednesday.” He hummed. “Emailed me and asked if we could speak but I said we were going to dinner... in the email back he said that was lovely and to put it on the company card so.” He chuckled. It was no secret that her father wanted Y/N and Harry together. He often pushed him towards her, like this trip. Why, he wasn’t sure. Maybe he trusted Y/N with him? Or wanted her with someone in the company? Harry wasn’t positive on why or how but he was happy he didn’t have to deal with a cranky potential father in law.

He noticed she didn’t talk much about her parents or seemed to be indifferent about them. He had a feeling that she probably didn’t get the most attention from them growing up, seeing as how business oriented her father was, but he wasn’t sure.

“Really? Wow.” Y/N chuckled, not surprised at all but part of her hoped that she would be. “He really likes you...” She shook her head a little bit and took another piece of cheese into her mouth, sipping on her wine. She needed to get some of the edge off, she hated thinking about her father like this especially when she was with Harry. She knew he’d bring it up later, but right now they were just having a good time. “So, your family... do they still live in England?” Y/N asked curiously, wanting to know more about them. “Your mom and your sister?” She remembered him saying that a few days ago and wanted to again show him that she was listening. Y/N wanted to know all that she could about his childhood, it was probably much brighter than hers.

Maybe it would sound silly to him but she was jealous that he got to have a normal life. Y/N would have much rather grown up with a normal life and earned her wealth, but she couldn’t be too picky, she was grateful for what she had. It just hurt thinking about how fucked up her upbringing was.

“Yeah, my mum, step dad and sister.” He smiled widely. “They’re great. All still living there. Uh, my mum lives in Cheshire still but my sister moved out to London. She’s engaged now.” He loved them and missed them so much. It did take a toll sometimes. “I go back for Christmas this year. I’m happy to see them all and spend time back there. I miss her cats. M’gonna take Oliver to go and see them too.” He was obviously fond of his family. It was a big deal to him. He was a family man and wanted one of his own, sooner or later. “I grew up there and know all the cool places. I’ll take you one day.” He was being ambitious by saying that but he was hopeful that she would perhaps want to be around him for a long while.

“Awe, that’s so nice. You’ll definitely get a nice few weeks off over Christmas... the office sort of shuts down, the few weeks leading up to it are hell.” Y/N knew the stress her dad went through because he’d always take it out by yelling at her mom or her. “I’d love to go... I really love London, but I haven’t been to Cheshire.” Y/N said with a small smile, knowing she was essentially saying she’d be down to meet his family if that’s something he wanted to do with her. “What are their names?” Y/N asked, wanting to make sure she knew she whenever he talked to them and she was around she could properly say hello. Y/N was having a genuinely nice time with him, looking out the window and realizing exactly where they were. It made her get all giddy and emotional. Her exes would never do stuff like this with her. The last time she traveled with an ex things went horribly wrong, she even had scars to prove it.

“Anne is my mum, Gemma is my sister.” Harry was happy that she asked. That she genuinely cared about what he had to say and wanted to listen to him speak, even if it was about mundane things Like his family. “London is lovely. It’s where I thought I’d end up but things changed and I got to go to New York. It’s a good thing.” He wouldn’t have met Y/N otherwise. Or at least, not as soon. That was a sad thought. He was happy to have her now. “They’ll like you. When you act like you and don’t get bratty, of course.” He was teasing her, but also true. She wouldn’t act like that around his family though and he was fairly confident that they’d get along well. “You’re a strong woman, don’t take anyone’s shit. Just like them. They’ll be happy I ended up with someone like you.”

Anne and Gemma. Y/N would remember that. Seeing the smile on his face when he talked about them let her know just how important they were, she hoped that he would have the same smile on his face when talking about her to them. Whenever that time came around.

“They know you’re here then?” Y/N raised her brow a bit. “Wish I would have known, could have made a pitstop in London on the way back but... next time.” She would plan something for them for sure. If he was such a family man it must kill him to be away from them, surely if he was saving up, he couldn’t just drop money and see them whenever he wanted. She could help with that. Y/N felt herself light up when he said that they’d like her.

“Really?” She cooed, “awe... I hope so. I mean, you mean so much to me already. I really hope they do.” She wanted him to know that she cared what his family thought of her. Obviously being from the background she had made her a little nervous, she knew people judged her based on how she looked and acted, hopefully his family didn’t. She was hoping Harry wouldn’t ask about her family because it would really just be sad. She didn’t want to damper the mood of their meal with that.

He could tell her family was a sore spot so he didn’t ask. Instead he moved the conversation on to her favorite places to travel and how she liked to come here often because of her fashion friends. What she liked doing in her free time. They had jumped into a relationship a bit fast however he knew that this would work. His belly always told him to go for her and he had ignored that want for weeks until now, when he finally felt happy enough and excited enough to do it. Y/N was what the man had been hoping for in a romantic partner.

There were sparks even now. Just sitting and her leg tangled with his under the table. She looked beautiful and he knew that he wanted to really try for this. For them. See how it would work. Maybe it could be difficult because it was obvious she had been mistreated but... he wanted to help stitch up some of those wounds.

The dinner was lovely. Everything about it was wonderful. Harry had put the dinner on the company card as her father had insisted, a smile forming on her face as she watched him hand the credit card to the waiter. It must have felt nice for him to pay for a dinner like that, for the people who saw to know he had taken his girl out. Y/N wanted him to feel like that all the time with her. The drive back was lovely as well, both of them buzzing off of the wine, getting a little handsy.

“You smell so good...” Y/N muttered, planting kisses over his neck and loosening his tie. It was when they arrived at the hotel room that Y/N remembered the bags of clothing that were scattered all over the place when she left. “I have to warn you before we go in there... please don’t judge me.” She spoke, giving him wide innocent eyes. Y/N opened the door and stepped inside, turning on the lights and feeling her face flush when she saw Harry’s face. “You said you wouldn’t judge!!” Y/N whined, a pout coming onto her face. “I didn’t buy it!”

It looked like hundreds of shopping bags were on the floor. Names like Dior, Hermes, Balenciaga, Saint Laurent, Givenchy, all the designers were scattered in the living room area.

“Baby— what the hell?” He asked with wide eyes. “How on earth did you manage this? I wasn’t gone for that long.” He was shocked. All these designer things. “Wait— didn’t pay? How is it here then, did you steal it?” His face screwed up in question. “You’re so crazy, Y/N. Jesus. How did you cover this much in so little time?” It had to have been 4 hours tops if she left when he did. He was in awe of how much shopping this truly was. Was this her daily life? He hoped he got the job because then he would be able to foot this shopping bill. To inherit the company meant near billions.

“No! Oh my god!” Y/N couldn’t stop laughing when he asked her if she stole it. She shook her head, cupping his cheeks and pressed a kiss to his lips. He was so cute, so endearing sometimes it hurt her little heart. “They’re gifts.” She started, “I’m a designer, I have designer friends.” Y/N giggled, “besides. They’re not all for me.” She went and picked out all the bags she knew for a fact were his, bringing them over to the little couch while she put all of hers on the other. She’d brought him a bunch of shoes, rings, sunglasses, shirts, pants, jackets— you name it. “If some of the rings or clothes don’t fit, just let me know, I can get them exchanged.”

In comparison, she had gotten more things for him than for herself. Especially when you factor in all the lingerie that she had. Y/N smirked to herself, turning around and biting her lip. He was too busy looking through stuff so she excused herself to go to the bathroom and change into one of the things she’d gotten.

“Jesus Christ.” He whispered as he looked at the amount of shit in front of him. Y/N had gotten stuff for him to? He wanted to feel guilty but she said it was free. She wasn’t a liar, and he wouldn’t put it past her to have these types of connections but it was crazy. How did life work like this? He had gone on a date at the Eiffel Tower and came back to designer clothes that his lover has gotten for free. How was he so lucky to live like this now? He was unsure but what he did know was that Y/N gave him a lot of emotions he didn’t normally have.

“Babe? Where did you go?” He called. She had ran off to the bedroom and he only looked through one bag before getting overwhelmed. There were tens of thousands of dollars of things in it. And he wasn’t exaggerating. A four thousand dollar sweater? two thousand dollar slippers? People spent their real money on it? It amazed him.

Y/N had slipped into a little yellow number, deciding she’d show off one of the pieces she got. It didn’t take long, she was able to strip out of her dress and pull the lingerie on, keeping on the heels for dramatic effect. She made her way back out to the living room, observing him as she leaned against the door frame.

“Find anything you like?” She spoke in a gentle unsuspecting tone. Y/N was just waiting for him to turn around. She was definitely pulling all the stops, each and everyday she just topped the other and she didn’t know how she could keep this up but she sure as hell would. Maybe it’s because she had been deprived of having someone who would appreciate these things that she was doing them all at once. Her exes would have simply expected her to wear stuff like this all the time and ask her to get on her knees.

“Yeah, a few things.” He murmured, turning to look at her. And when he did— fuck. God damn. Today was a dream, wasn’t it? It had to be. “I see something in particular now.” He leaned back against the couch, taking her in. Beautiful yellow lingerie, lacy, obviously expensive. And heels. He loved those heels. She looked like a woman. Long legs, curves, tits, lips. All of it. She was the most beautiful in the world and no one could convince him otherwise. “Why don’t you come closer so I can see, darling?” He murmured, gesturing her over with a finger. He wanted to have a good look at her and see what she had put on just for him. He was obviously appreciative, with his eyes eating her up. No one had ever dressed up like this for him and to be honest, it was one of the most arousing things. She had gotten this with him in mind?

Y/N wasn’t expecting anything crazy, they’d had incredible sex this morning so she wouldn’t be greedy. She had simply put on the outfit because well... she wanted to. She knew he would like it. Of course the look on his face and his darkening eyes made her heart flutter. He just knew exactly what to do and what to say. She’d never been so excited to please, to be around someone, it was so thrilling and new. Y/N walked over to him and did a little spin, making sure he took all of it in.

“Got a bunch of other stuff in the bags...” She spoke, deciding she’d wouldn’t give in and sit in his lap unless he pulled her there. “Got plenty more at home too..” Y/N hummed, “one in every color, you’ll see them all.” She had decided she’d make it a little game for the two of them. It could be like a collectible thing. Collect all the panties of the Rainbow.

“That's wonderful... I’ll be excited to see them all on you.” Harry smirked. Jesus. “But you expect me not to feel a certain type of way when you come out here, looking as sexy as sin... baby, you’re gravely mistaken.” He chuckled. Oh, his Y/N. He grabbed behind her thighs, pulling her to his lap. She squealed but he just laughed, shaking his head as he got her straddled on his lap. Properly. “There we are. S’where you belong.” He murmured, bringing a hand up to feel the lace. It was soft, not scratchy like he had felt on women before. Then again, Y/N was no normal woman. She was classy and a step above anything he had experienced before. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” He spoke clearly, fondness in his tone. “Genuinely can’t understand how you decided to want me.”

“You’re far too sweet to me...” Y/N smiled at his words, knowing that he genuinely meant that? She couldn’t fathom someone actually thinking so. Y/N’s hands moved to his chest, moving to unbutton his shirt so she could have her hands on his bare skin. Her cheeks were flushed, that familiar feeling of giddiness returning. “Think you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met, in fact, I know so...” She hummed, loosening his tie. “From the moment I saw you.” Y/N was riding on cloud 9, she felt like she had her life together, had plans for once. Harry was perfect in her eyes, the perfect man, how could she ever want more? Y/N leaned forward to kiss him, keeping her hands firm against his chest. She could totally see herself falling in love with him. Very quickly actually, especially if he kept this up. When they got back to New York she hoped things stayed like this, hoped she could still see him all the time and be able to kiss him whenever she wanted.

This girl needed his attention. Y/N was special and not many men could handle her or what she meant but Harry had a good feeling that he could. That her emotions could be the thing to even him out. They would be learning from each other. Kissing her felt like a familiar to him now. Perfectly timed and made his body wake up. She was giving him the most comfort in a single action and he was going to appreciate that.

“Mm... not nearly as sweet as you deserve, baby. I’m happy that you’re mine. I get to show you what you deserve and give you the affection I know you need.” His hands rested on her hips, the warm skin burning his fingertips in the best way.

Y/N pulled back from him and rested her head on his shoulder, her nose pressed up against the soft skin of his neck. She sat there in his lap for a good while, just listening to him breathing and enjoying his company. Even this felt nice, just touching him and living in the moment. Time felt like it was slowed down with him.

“Harry... can I ask you something?” Y/N asked quietly, her fingers still tracing circles on his back. “When we go back to New York... will things be different?” She really wanted to know where he stood. “Between us...” They had gotten into this relationship pretty quickly, there were still a ton of loose ends. Caroline would definitely want to talk to him in person, her father would probably think he can control her and Harry more by using each other to plot against the other. Her mother would have some choice words about her being with someone of lower class. There were all these things they’d have to deal with and she didn’t think she was worth that hassle.

“I mean... yes. They will, because New York is home. But it doesn’t change the way I feel about you. Or how I’ll treat you. You’re mine and that means I can take care of you.” He assured her. “Obstacles are normal in relationships. There will be curve balls but it’s only to strengthen us. You are going to lose me. I’m here for a long haul, okay?” He could tell she was worried. He was a little bit too but it was just normal nerves of a new relationship. “It’ll also change in good ways. You meeting Oliver, going out to meet each other’s friends. Sleepovers and more dates and getting to know one another better. You can visit me at work... it’ll be good.”

“Promise?”

She knew that what he was saying was true, she trusted him a whole lot, but she still worried. Y/N had previous relationships that all seemed perfect at the start but ended terribly, between the cheating and then saying she was too much to handle, she felt like she had a lot of making up to do. If things stayed like this she would be okay. If she could continue pulling out all the stops to make sure he was still interested, maybe this would work out well. She knew Harry was special, knew he was different and perfect and she didn’t want to let him go. She wouldn’t let anyone get in the way of that. Y/N pulled her head back out from his neck and cupped his cheek. She felt really grateful for him, truly. She didn’t want to over or under do it. Hopefully he wasn’t too overwhelmed.

“Thank you for being you..” Y/N spoke calmly, giving him a gentle smile. “Let’s get ready for bed yeah?”

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Y/N had gone out to get a surprise breakfast for them the next morning, kissing him awake and telling him that she was going to be about an hour. He took that time to shower and get dressed, and take the call from her father.

“Hello, Sir. Good morning.” He greeted as he picked up.

“Harry! My boy. How did last night go? How is my daughter?” He said it in a tone that had him furrowing his brows. He didn’t exactly like it because it was quite suggestive. Yes, he had made love to Y/N again, slow and tender and loving to ease her worries and his own. It had worked. But that wasn’t for her father's ears.

“She’s doing well. We are going to eat some breakfast soon. Then I’ll head off to the meeting. I’m not sure if she wants to tag along or see her fashion friends, but we’ll meet up again for dinner if that’s the case. How is business over there?” He figured it would be polite to ask

“Oh no,” Her father chuckled, “I’m sure she’s doing, well now, huh?” Her father was of course insinuating that he knew Harry had slept with his daughter. He knew how persistent she was and how badly she’d wanted Harry, so of course he knew that they’d already gotten down to it. “Good. Heard good news yesterday, and was very happy to hear it. Make sure you bring my little princess along to the meeting, they’ve got a wandering eye so... she’ll keep them focused.” He chuckled again, “could use a little eye candy, I’m sure.”

Her father had always been this way about Y/N. She wasn’t fit enough to inherit the company in his eyes, but she at least helped him get business deals. Ever since she was around 16, he’d bring her around. Maybe even before then. Y/N always thought it was because he was proud of her... just, not in that way. She still thought that was why she was allowed around the office.

“Business here is good. Buildings are coming along great down here, reckon I’ll have you come down here and help hire.” Harry really was becoming his right hand man. He really did trust him.

It made Harry feel ill. The fact that her father saw Y/N as someone to help sweeten a deal... of course she was worried about him really thinking she was beautiful without makeup. She was probably groomed to be a bit of eye candy for men. He wasn’t going to allow that to happen. He would go by himself and she would meet with fashion friends because he wasn’t going to use her like that. Not like everyone else did. Not on his watch.

“Ah, yes. I’ll help hire when I’m back.” He wouldn’t mind that. He didn’t like how Y/N was used as a bit of a prop though. It made him feel gross. Y/N was worth more than tits and ass for grody businessmen who were married for years to gawk at. “I’m sure it’ll go great. We won’t have any issues.”

“Perfect. Enjoy the rest of your trip.” Her father spoke, letting Harry go off and handle business. Truth be told, her father saw a lot of himself within Harry. He could see that over time he could grow to be an incredible CEO and he was so glad to have his hands on him. Harry has the ambition and the drive, the hunger that came with being from a lower class family. Harry was a provider and he knew that.

Y/N knew he had just gotten off the phone with her father, skipping into the living room and smiling to see the breakfast set up outside for them. She immediately went to wrap her arms around his neck, pressing one glossy lipped kiss to his lips. Y/N has stopped wearing as much makeup, letting her skin be the focal point and simply wearing some type of lip and eye makeup. Harry made her feel the most beautiful when she looked like that.

“Was that my dad?” She asked, going to adjust his suit. “Should try going without a tie, hmm? The little unbuttoned look...” Y/N went to go give it a try. “Can tie me up with this later...” she mumbled as she threw the tie to the side. She took a step back to look at his new look and nodded, “remind me to get you a Rolex.”

“Yeah... Just was filling me in on some stuff.” He murmured, letting her fuss with his clothes. He didn’t care. The one he wanted to look good for was Y/N anyways. “A Rolex? Baby... those are over ten grand, for a cheap one. No.” He chuckled. He was okay with her getting smaller gifts but the idea of her getting such an expensive gift made him nervous. He didn’t know how to equally reciprocate. “What are your plans for today, angel? Who are you seeing while I’m at the meeting?” They hadn’t solidified her coming with him so he was hoping she could have alternate plans. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her to go— he did. But he refused to subject her to being a piece of eye candy for creeps.

Y/N rolled her eyes, deciding she’d just get one for him for Christmas or something special like a promotion. Maybe they could go to Amsterdam and he could pick one out himself? Her thoughts were cut short when she heard him start to ask about what she was doing while he was at the meeting.

“What do you mean, I thought I was going with you?” Y/N looked at him with her brows furrowed, confused because she really hadn’t had any solid plans for today. She was just going to go to the meeting with him and then to a nice, but more laid back restaurant. Y/N frowned before he even had the chance to say anything, knowing her father probably had something to do with this. “Did my father say something to you?” She asked and swallowed thickly, “or do you just not want me to go?” Y/N didn’t realize she was overreacting, she didn’t quite grasp the concept well. Abandonment wasn’t really her thing.

“No— no, baby.” Harry furrowed his brows and cupped her cheeks. He didn’t want her to think he didn’t want her to go! That wasn’t it at all. Of course he did, but he also didn’t know what to do when it came to this. He wanted her but he wanted her safe. “I just... I kept thinking about you last night. How pretty you looked. How incredible you felt. I was distracted half the morning thinking about it. It you’re next to me and I have to sit next to you and know you’re there and wearing such pretty panties, I’m gonna be off my game.” He explained. It wasn’t a lie, either. He would be very distracted thinking about her next to him. Also distracted, worried about her safety. That was a big one as well. “I want you to come but I know that I’ll have problems behaving.” He kissed her forehead, making sure she knew it wasn’t because he didn’t want her. “Okay, angel?”

“Okay, I understand... it is important.” Y/N softened once he explained his reasoning, deciding that that was a solid reason for her not to go with him. She moved her hands to his wrists, smoothing her thumbs over the skin. Y/N should have known that’s why he suggested it, she shouldn’t assume he didn’t want her around. Being insecure wasn’t attractive, many men had told her that. “I’ll um... I’ll see what I can do.” Y/N spoke, opening up her phone as she went to sit down for breakfast to find herself some plans. She didn’t want to bother her fashion friends again, so maybe she could do some pampering? Get a massage? She had just spent all this time getting ready though. She was glued to her phone trying to figure out plans, deciding that she’d go look for fabrics and other things she could use to make some designs. Maybe she’d go to a market and get some snacks for them later? Honestly, she had no idea what she was going to do, she hated not having plans.

“My baby...” He came up next to her and crouched down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you really wanted to come with me.” He frowned. Harry felt guilty that she was feeling sadness over it. He didn’t want her to feel as though she wasn’t wanted or anything. “I hope you know I wasn’t trying to make you upset.” He brought her hand to his face and peppered kisses on it. “I want to be around you all the time. Plus, I know of these clients. They’re a bit creepy when it comes to women and I’d be on edge for two reasons.” He had to add some more truth in there. “I want you to be around me always. I never want you to go away. Please don’t worry about that. Even when I was pushing you away, I wanted you closer.”

“No, no— it’s okay.” Y/N looked down at him, eyes wide and shook her head, “promise.” She really did understand where he was coming from. “I shouldn’t have assumed I was going, it’s okay.” She gave him a smile and nodded. This... this was all very new for Y/N. To have someone actually nice around. She didn’t want him to think she was upset with him or in general, she was a little upset but she’d get over it. She was just being a spoiled brat. Y/N let her hand cup his cheek, gently rubbing over the skin. “Really, it’s okay.” Y/N said and put her phone down. She’d figure it out once he was gone, she didn’t want him to see her all panicked like that just because she wasn’t going to a meeting with him. She must have looked absurd. “We’re going to a cool place later, they do all different kinds of cool drinks and stuff. I think you’ll like it.” Y/N smiled, knowing it would be much more of his speed. The two different sides of Y/N. Of course, she’d never been able to eat fast food, her mother absolutely refused. Something about processed food making her fat.

“Oh? I am very excited then. C’mere.” He put her phone down on the table and picked her up, ignoring her squeals and giggles and questions of what he was doing as he pressed her against the wall. “Want you happy.” He began to kiss over her face. Still, the guilt that her father had made her grow up with the sort attention she got... It made him feel gross. She wouldn’t be in that situation again. He cared too much. “My sweet girl...” he was making her feel his affection for her. “So good to me. Went out and got pretty underwear, let me see them. Then planning all these nice dates... so wonderful.” He spoke between tiny kisses to her skin. She deserved this type of loving. Someone to worship her back, the way she had him feeling.

“Harry! That tickles!” She giggled, feeling bits of his scruff scratch against her skin. It did feel really nice though, to have him kiss all over her face and say all those sweet things. He didn’t cower or run away when she had a little meltdown, he didn’t just drop it when she said she was okay. He wanted to make sure she was okay. It made that entire little meltdown go away. Y/N couldn’t shake the smile off her face, looking at him in awe as he stopped with the kisses and just looked at her. “Want the best for you.” She cooed, brushing loose strands of hair away from his face. “Treat me so nice. Best boyfriend ever..” Y/N was gushing, it’s only been a few days and he’s already proven to be better than the others.

He was always saying how he was shocked she chose him but she was more shocked that he stayed with her. That he wanted her even with how absolutely insane she could be. Y/N knew she was fucked up from her upbringing, but sometimes she lost sight of things.

“Good. I want to treat you the best.” He murmured. Y/N was going to learn soon that once he was committed— he was committed. Point blank. There was nothing she could do to make him leave, he doesn’t think. He wanted to be with her, so he would be. “Boyfriends are meant to treat you nice and give you all the love and attention you need.” He said. “Gonna keep you as long as you let me. Want you to see that you’re worth all this nice attention and that M’not Gonna run away from you.” He had a feeling that many people in her life didn’t listen when she was upset. “Meant what I said, by the way. About telling me how you feel. I always want to know. I like knowing where you are and where we stand. It’s better for us both in the long run.” He was pretty positive that Y/N was going to be pleasantly surprised at how dedicated he would be to her. He was a fixation person. Her, his work, Oliver, his family. He probably didn’t realize the weight of his words, how much it truly meant to her for him to say that he wanted to know how she felt all the time and that he wouldn’t run away. Y/N nodded, letting out a shaky breath when she realized she’d have to tell him everything sooner or later.

“I—I know I can overreact sometimes, I’ve been told...” She chuckled, looking away from him for a moment. “I’ll tell you everything you want to know, but it— I’m not used to talking about my feelings. It’s going to take time, but I’ll try to tell you what I can when I can, yeah?” She wouldn’t let Harry go, never. She needed him to help her, to bring all the good parts out and to teach her that that was okay. “I feel myself being a better version of myself whenever I’m around you, I—I want to get better, want to be the best, don’t want you to feel like I’m stressing you out with my feelings or anything—” She knew she was a lot to handle, anyone who met her knew that, but she was hopeful that Harry would stick around, he did just promise he would .

“Hey— no. Y/N... honey, you need to tell me things. It doesn’t matter. Being in a relationship, in my mind— it means you need to communicate. Need to tell me things. You won’t be stressing me out and I won’t get angry about your feelings.” He hated whoever made her feel like that. It wasn’t at all accurate. He wanted her to be happy and want to be honest and open. “You don’t have to tell me everything at once. I’d like to know things but it’s your journey, your stuff that you've gone through.” He sighed, frowning when she looked saddened by the thoughts. It hurt when she hurt. “I’m not like everyone else, okay? I’m not going to hurt you like that. I value you as a person. You’re very important to me in all aspects. Your mental health is just as vital as your physical and I want you to know that I care.” He kissed her bottom lip, trying to make her feel it through touch. “If you overreact, I’m going to assume it means something happened in the past you haven’t told me yet. But put some trust in me. Just a little. Okay?”

“Okay.” It’s hard for Y/N. She knew it would be, but he was right, she needed to put a little trust in him. “S—sometimes I don’t realize I’m doing it. It’s hard— but I’ll try, I promise. Anything for you.” Y/N told him with a smile, nuzzling her face into his neck as she hugged him. She really needed a hug. Y/N realized that he would probably be late for his meeting if he didn’t leave soon and as much as she wanted him to stay here with her she knew he had to go. “Baby, take something with you— you barely ate breakfast.” She spoke, realizing that they’d got so caught up in talking that he didn’t get a chance to eat. “I’ll see you later, yeah?” Y/N spoke softly, pressing another kiss to his lips. Her whole demeanor has changed, she was much gentler and softer, a little more vulnerable in this state but she knew she’d be okay. She’d take her makeup off and go get pampered in the spa downstairs. Some good quality stress relief.

“Bye, angel. I adore you.” He gave her one last kiss before he left. He couldn’t say he loved her yet but, that was close enough. It was concerning. He was starting to see someone had hurt her. Badly. He could see she had damage emotionally beforehand but now, he worried immensely. Who had messed with her? Made her upset like this? She second guessed it and jumped to the conclusion that he didn’t want her around and that made him so sad. He always wanted her around. It would be his mission to make her see he liked her around. When they went home, of course it would be a challenge. But he didn’t care. He wanted her to be happy, mentally healthy, and want to be taken care of. He could do that for her. He knew it.

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[part 4]

A/N: oof, that is all. - n + d

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catharsis-in-a-bottle · 4 years ago

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AHSDHFHHJKKHD

THE QUEEN’S GAMBIT. WAS SO FUCKING GOOD.

[spoilers below if you haven’t seen it and you want to]

Here are some of my (not in any particular order) bullet points. This is gonna be long as hell because, you know, brain dumps amiright

First off, Anya Taylor-Joy’s acting. Is just incredible. In particular moments, you can tell what she’s thinking with a simple hand gesture or with the tiniest raise of an eyebrow. She develops Beth’s signature facial expressions and movements throughout the show, and you just feel like you know her. And during her chess matches, sometimes it feels like she’s staring into your soul. Especially when she gives that badass chin-on-the-hands look and she knows she’s going to win. Powerful energy.

Secondly, I fucking knew I recognized Harry Beltik from somewhere else but my mom didn’t BELIEVE me and then I looked up the actor and he’s DUDLEY DURSLEY, I WAS RIGHT MOTHER, I WAS RIGHT

I love love love how they didn’t make, like, a major romantic plotline. Beth doesn’t end up with a partner - she ends with a bunch of super supportive friends that have her back by the time she gets to Moscow, and like, she has a crush on Townes but they end up being just like super good and healthy friends and I love it?? So much?? Thank you producers

Townes. Just, in general. I really like his character, he’s super nice and his voice is oddly soothing

BORGOV. I LOVE BORGOV. HE IS SO GODDAMN RESPECTFUL. Like, he seemed like a very cold character at first - well-mannered and extremely professional, yes, but rather cold. But when she wins in Moscow? “It is your game. Take it.” I LOVE THAT SO MUCH. AND HE HUGS HER AND STARTS CLAPPING AND THE AMOUNT OF RESPECT AND ADMIRATION AND AFFECTION IN THAT SCENE IS INCREDIBLE. And you don’t see any of that in Borgov’s face when he’s playing. His facial expressions do not change at all. But then his face when she wins!! He’s HAPPY! He’s like, goddamn, I’ve spent my whole life mastering chess, it’s about time somebody fucking beat me! I know I’m repeating myself but just his RESPECT I absolutely adore it

And Beth’s officer-watcher-person in Moscow was all like “ahhh be wary of the Russians! communism!!” but they absolutely did not make this yet another evil Russian show, like please that trope works for plots but it’s about time somebody did something different - they showed the US government as suspicious of the Soviets but then they showed the solidarity between the chess players that Benny talked about earlier (”The Russians work together, Americans work alone” or something like that), and then they showed the kind and excitable people on the streets, and the amount of support they would have had no matter WHO won that goddamn match. The old man she plays at the end. Everyone is a community.

Continuing that - I cannot for the life of me remember the name of the old man with the very puffy white hair, but I loved him too. He sees Beth as the rising star she is, and he respects her. He admires her. The dynamic there is absolutely immaculate, contrary to the dynamic between Beth and the man she beats earlier, the one who walks off and doesn’t even talk to her. We don’t like that man - we like the ones who admit defeat and respect Beth!! I love them!! They are extremely professional, and they show the warm-heartedness that often doesn’t show with all of the cold stares and glares that pass between players during matches.

Joline. I’m so glad she came back. I love her. She’s extremely independent but she comes back for Beth because Beth needs her but she’s also like “I’m not your savior! Get your shit together!” which is fucking awesome. And the fact that the two of them interacted like the best of friends even after years of separation was really sweet to me.

I nearly cried when Beth went back into the school. (I say ‘nearly’ because there were other people in the room and naturally I can’t do that in front of other people. If I was utterly alone, maybe on my own planet, I would have.) Because of all of it. Because of her trauma, because that’s where all the shit began... and the music during that scene. It was hauntingly beautiful, especially when the melody began switching to cello. And then Beth saw all the pictures and newspaper clips that Mr. Shaibel had saved, because he cared about her so much, because he started it all - he’s the reason she’s going to national tournaments, to Paris, to Moscow. And in that scene, we know he’s too old to be alive anymore, and she does too. The whole school scene in general just feels so ghostly and ethereal.

I love Borgov, did I say that already? I just... strive to exude his energy. I want to be good at things but I want to hold deep, genuine respect and admiration for others who are also good at the thing, because sometimes I just have the biggest fucking ego and I can get carried away. ‘Borgov, Borgov, Borgov.’ A mantra. He wins respectfully and he loses respectfully.

BETH’S MOTHER (the second one) JUST FUCKING DIED OUT OF NOWHERE?? AND I WAS SO SHOCKED? Which is really an accurate reflection of reality because death often comes out of nowhere, but DAMN I was not expecting that shit

And the fact that the mother just,,,, let her chug a beer,,,, oof

THE ADDICTION. BETH’S DOWNWARD SPIRAL. IT MADE ME FEEL SO HORRIBLE BUT IT FELT SO REAL. Everything about her progression through addiction was just... I can’t find an adjective. But when she just fucking inhaled that bucket of pills as a kid and then collapsed. When that addiction lasted into her adulthood - it’s really impactful and horrible and just so real. She needed proper care throughout this entire goddamn show and she never got medical care, she just got supportive friends - which, btw, that’s one thing that kind of threw me off. Like, she didn’t have withdrawal in Moscow, she went from chugging like four bottles of wine a day to... not drinking at all?? Without withdrawal symptoms?? And I’m proud of her for throwing away those pills but honestly it felt really fast, idk

GIVING CHILDREN TRANQUILIZERS WAS AN ACTUAL THING THAT HAPPENED. I DID NOT PREVIOUSLY KNOW THIS. BUT LEGITIMATELY, IT HAPPENED. HOLY SHIT.

HARRY BELTIK. He was like, awkwardly in love with Beth and that shit didn’t work out but even afterwards he FUCKING CARED. He’d seen his father drink himself to death and he knew that would happen to Beth and he was scared. So he came back, he tried to help her, and at that point (when she had that fucking scary eye makeup, yeah that was rock bottom) she didn’t care much about the outside world anymore. She was angry, and she was closing herself in. It made my stomach clench in physical pain. Which is a good thing. But also not.

Harry Beltik in general just being so supportive and wanting to help her though, like yeah it was very awkward, but they were vibing

AND BENNY WATTS IS FUCKING GREAT. THAT WHOLE COWBOY LOOK, COWBOY CHESS PLAYER, NOW THAT’S AN AESTHETIC. He was concerned for Beth too. He wanted to help her. He wanted to create that American solidarity that he knew the Soviet competitors had, and ultimately he did when he and everyone else called her in Moscow. Benny is... chaotic good? Neutral? He is quite an interesting character, and Beth’s persistent social awkwardness fades away with him because he knows how to interact with her. He’s a dedicated and smart narcissist, and I’m here for it.

The fact that they made me love and hate Cleo at the same time, and also question Beth’s sexuality when she first met Cleo. Like, she’s from Paris. She considers ‘tomorrow night’ to be a very long time away. I love her mysteriousness. But also, she was the catalyst for Beth’s downward drinking spiral before the match in Paris, so like... I like Cleo’s personality, but not her choices in those previous moments.

The music. Did I mention the music? The soundtrack. The orchestrals. That one song that the mother plays on piano that I hear all the time and I still don’t actually know what it is PLEASE HELP. The music is melancholy in the right moments, upbeat in the right moments, intense and suspenseful in the right moments - and also absent in the right moments. There’s tacet. There’s silence. And it’s always been my firm belief that silence can hold just as much impact as sound.

Just an interesting note, my mom watched the whole show before me and then re-watched it with me, and when Mr. Shaibel showed up she quickly reassured me that he wasn’t a child molester, because quote “it may be a creepy basement but he’s just really nice” so... I was reassured

I love Mr. Shaibel, and Beth just kept sticking up for him in front of the press and,,, yeah

I hated that bitch from the high school, what was her name?... The one who showed up in the store with a child? It makes me think about the fact that so many kids are just jerks in high school simply because they can be... and occasionally their fuckery lasts into adulthood but oftentimes it doesn’t. You don’t have to be a jerk when you’re an adult, and you don’t have to be a jerk in high school! People remember, people always remember! So, to the bitch from the high school: fuck you for making Beth feel like an outsider and then trying to reverse gears and accept her, cuz Beth isn’t falling for that shit.

The twins, Matt and Mike. They’re so doubtful of Beth in the beginning but then bam, she’s competing nationally, and I adore how the three of them become friends. All those men playing chess in Kentucky in the beginning seem so condescending, but ultimately they show respect because Beth absolutely fucking deserves it.

I enjoy the fact that we never *really* know Beth’s age. It’s just like... she’s 9, she’s 15, she’s 17, she’s... twenty something? Who the hell knows? As many characters say, when it comes to skill level, age ultimately isn’t an important factor. This young woman beats the oldest man with the bushiest white hair in Moscow and age. Does not. Matter.

The Jesus people lmaooooo when Beth said “because it’s fucking nonsense” I just. Mad respect ma’am, don’t take their money, go be a communist and “sPrEaD tHe aThEiSt AgEnDa”

Wow I really just... wrote all that didn’t I damn wish I could write essays this fast at reasonable hours of the day

Beth’s relationship with her foster mother is so fucking sweet until she fucking dies

And fuck Beth’s legal father. He is an asshole. That is all.

The mother deserved Manuel, she deserved that sketchy Mexican salesman goddammit

As my final bullet point: This has made me want to play chess. This has made me want to get good at chess. You know that thing where you like, download the personality of the coolest character for like a day after you watch something... I don’t do that anymore (maybe), but I want to download those mad chess skills. This has made chess seem so cool. I want to wear a fancy suit and compete with people. I just have to, you know, actually develop some strategy and stop losing brutally against people online. I wAnT tO pLaY cHesS dO yOu HeAr mE

I’m going to stop now, but I just,,, peeps, I love this show. I’m absolutely going to require a re-watch in the future. I just love it. The characters and their development, their relationships with each other, the progression of time and of Beth’s maturity... it is simply incredible. This concludes my brain dump.

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neptunespaladin · 3 years ago

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It is about time I do this so here's my HOLY QUIZNAKING SHIT VNC VNC VNC rant ✨ [positive]. This is full of spoilers for the first episode, it might as well be like reliving the whole episode again 😂 Slight spoilers about the manga, like naming some characters that haven't been named yet. And then full spoilers while talking about the ending sequences.

Episode 1 of Vanitas no Carte? MARVELOUS.

Maybe it's because I am very excited but I love everything about it, TTwTT it did not disappoint. The animation? Smooth, beautiful, mesmerizing. Holy shit, the background music??? I AM IN LOVE.

There's so many things to say about it fr.

I love the way the introduction was drawn in linear wobbly drawings, it's beautiful, it's perfect, it conveys that feeling so well.

Sora to Utsoro by Sasanomaly is such a great song and the lyricss??? This song fits Noé so well, and you cannot convince me that is not adding subtext for Noé's feelings and POV. The OP is so sweet and warm and I loveeeee getting that Noé fix because I love Noé YwY 💜

I love how they start building up the world by slowly talking about it, like the Chasseurs being mentioned or the comment about astermite fueling the Ship, and ofc the more direct explanations like the vampires true name, the reality writing and the malnomens/maladies. AND DON'T GET ME STARTED AGAIN ON THE MUSIC AND ANIMATION, the way when Vanitas is explaining malnomens and the visuals have this sort of static going on? and the changes in music??? MAJESTIC.

Ofc it's amazing, the anime so far is sticking to the manga completely, and it was amazing watching some of those scenes and see how they played around with the cinematics. Like the chibis and soft pastels when it's comedic, the fighting scene was oh lala (oh my Noé moving around and the vampire eyes showing aksldjskdk), and oh gawd the change in chromatic visuals to reds and black when the malnomen finally showed up??? the black tears and black goo??? the e y e s?? 👀✨👌🏼

And then, oh kaltenecker, and then,, that scene full of blue hues where Vanitas is a complete badass and we get a bunch of super cool close shots of the book? I adoooore how they animated the book working and rewriting reality, the sort of lightning buzzing blue. I was really curious as to how they would bring this to life and I am not disappointed ✨✨ S/O to Dante! Who still hasn't gotten an official presentation but seeing him is still amazing.

AND OH KALTENECKER, the following scene? How Noé is stunned by Vanitas, and immediately jumps to fall with him? And then we see Paris from his eyes? That shit almost made me cry, and the music I- I need this whole soundtrack 😭💜✨

And then we get hit with Noé being an absolute cutiepie, being amazed once again; and Vanitas doing a pompous presentation and offer to be straight up declined by Noé 😂😂 and the colors are kinda dark and cold but they have light! And then we hear the narration start, church's bells ringing and the light is abruptly diminished.

"And together wandered life's pain"

flashes Jeanne and Lucas

"How much we gained"

flashes Dominique

"And how much we lost"

flashes Louis?? that was a low blow ngl y^y

flashes Roland kneeling before an altar ;-;

"And then"

flashes Loki Oriflamme

"At the end of our journey"

flashes Vanitas, and Vanitas w/blood

"I would slay him by my own hand".

fuck. fuckity fuck. i had forgotten we get hit with that gem on the first chapter.

Ok. Full spoilers now.

Let's stop there for a second. Cuz watching that animated took the breath out of me and made me realize some stuff too.

The together wanderer life's pain has Jeanne and Luca, whom we know then become part of the Vanitas' Squad and they go through stuff. We then see how they speak about how Noé got/gained Domi in his life and its the friendship he cherishes most; but by being in the Sade's life he also lost Louis in the process Q^Q (he won his bestest friend, but he also lost his bestest friend). And Roland?? That reference as to how much Roland will have to lose? Because as a chasseur his eyes have been opened by Noé and Vanitas to the reality of vampires and humans, and he now has no place among the Chasseurs as he doesn't align with their beliefs anymore even though being a Chasseur was his whole life.

And this one is interesting,

"and then at the end of our journey I slayed him with my own hands"...

ok... then WHY, WHY do we get a flash of Loki Oriflamme???

Well, I present you this theory.

Ok, now that you've read that. This is what I think could be the reason:

Loki is Monsieur Spider. We know Loki is Lord Ruthven's son, and that he is cursed... and "doesn't wants to be saved" according to his dad... We also know that Monsieur Spider is working with Charlatan, and he was working with Moreau too. We also see mentioned that Moreau was able to reconstruct his lab and continue his experiments (same experiments that resulted in Vanitas being Vanitas) with the help of "someone". We also know that Lord Ruthven is working with Charlatan and has influence and power enough to make that happen. That "someone" was Ruthven, and though as of now we still quite don't get the full extent of his intentions and plans, we KNOW it's him pulling the strings from behind the scenes. Lord Ruthven also tried getting Noé on his side and when failed, ended up forcing a curse onto Noé, so technically speaking Noé could slay Vanitas with his own hand by Ruthven's command. Basing it on how Vanitas has been acting through around Mémoires 50ish, I assume he is acting under a curse too (Blue Moon telling him no one could take his memories) and that avoiding it must be impossible/near impossible. So where does Loki fit? Why flash Loki? My guess is that Loki will be the catalytic towards Vanitas 'death' whatever that means, Ruthven will set this up and it will include Noé as the culmination of the plan, maybe Noé is trying to rescue Vanitas from whatever Loki causes and on that last decisive moment... Lord Ruthven's order will prevent Noé from grabbing Vanitas' hand 👁️💧👄💧👁️

n e ways,,,,

[0(Zero)] by LMYK is such an amazing song too. And once again, the lyrics oml. This ending sets the contrast between Vanitas and Noé, we can see this from the images quite literally. And if I had to guess this is probably closer to Vanitas pov? idk. The lyrics hit right to the heart, specially when paired with the ED sequence. It speaks of how they complement each other, they are oftenly parallels, like water and oil, red and blue, and yet both have that which the other needs or lack. Noé believes in Vanitas vision and tries to understand him, and Vanitas teaches him how mercy sometimes is a way of salvation too. And that's amazing and touching and all that though we know Vanitas is an emotionally constipated hardhead, but the ANGST. it's palpable

We know how Vanitas thinks of himself, and we know hoe Noé thinks of Vanitas. "Was it you who I've been searching for? Spent my life alone and waiting for, so tenderly and endlessly you make me whole, you make me whole.

The first part we get with a scene of Vanitas, alone, writhing, looking hopeless. This is how Vanitas feels about himself. He hates himself he is wrapped in his own conception of being a monster incapable of feeling and receiving love or empathy. He does good and claims it's vengeance, he saves people and vampires yet still conceives himself not being worthy of being saved or cared for.

And the second part is what Noé is to this perception Vanitas has of himself. We know how Noé over and over again is amazed by Vanitas, and he is amazed because he thinks of Vanitas as that good he has been searching for, someone who cares and saves both humans and vampires; and he sees Vanitas sacrifices and efforts, and he doesn't buys that bs Vanitas spills about not being worthy, or about being a pos. And he tells Vanitas this many times! And we get this paired with an image of Noé reaching out to Vanitas. how fucking POETIC. But hey, that's not all! Because we see that Vanitas is completely still, only Noé moves; I've seen someone saying this is because its more a memory and thus more about how Noé recreates it and still wants to reach Vanitas? I too think it's about their dynamic, about how Vanitas has given up on himself and yet Noé believes in him and reaches out.

And yeah, ofc, it's the fact that this scene mimics the scene we get in the manga's 11th mémoire with the "The regrets of that day, I couldn't grab your hand" of Noé not being able to reach Vanitas's hand in time as mentioned above QwQ

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emilyofjane · 4 years ago

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Why the Disney Princesses definitely need therapy: a Hot Take

Snow White

Losing her parents as a child and having to learn to take care of herself at a very young age (Snow White is 14 in the movie, and judging by her work ethic, she appears to at least have some experience with living independently before moving in with the 7 dwarves)

Lack of socialization due to isolation

Depression due to isolation and loneliness. This makes the whole “Someday My Prince Will Come” thing much more believable, because Snow White really isn’t in any sort of immediate danger and doesn’t need “saving” or whatever; she’s just tired of being alone and wants human companionship. (And tbh who can blame her? The poor girl’s literally talking to birds and moved in with the first group of humanoid creatures she could find ffs)

This one’s a bit of a stretch, but I’m pretty sure Snow White would also have an unhealthy fear of strangers and/or an irrational fear of being poisoned after the whole apple fiasco

Cinderella

Being raised in an abusive home environment for most (if not virtually all) of her life

The complete lack of positive social interaction throughout her life has probably led to problems with social withdrawal and isolation at some point, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she has repressed symptoms of chronic depression due to loneliness.

Her closest emotional confidants are literally two talking mice, and that just screams “My only friends are animals because their love is unconditional I’ve been invalidated and unloved by every human being in my life” (aka extreme emotional neglect)

She probably has tons of questions about her biological parents that were never answerd because, again, her stepfamily hated her, which would obviously lead to some emotional baggage

If we consider Cinderella III: A Twist in Time to be the new canon, she definitely has some unresolved PTSD from her near-death experience (the “almost getting crushed to death in the carriage because it was transforming back into a pumpkin” scene)

Aurora

Existential crisis because the three fairy godmothers basically rewrote her entire identity as “Rose” and hid the fact that she was a princess

Never knowing who her real parents were as a child, leading to emotional baggage similar to that of Cinderella and Snow White mentioned above

Either the emotional burden of having to make up for 16+ years of lost time with her biological family, or the grief of losing her biological family without ever getting the chance to know them (idk whether Aurora actually got to meet her parents by the end of the movie or if they died before she woke up, because I don’t remember exactly how much time had passed while she was in the coma)

Speaking of the spindle prick-induced magical coma (which is a really long-winded and inefficient way to kill someone honestly, idk what Melificent was thinking), Aurora also has to deal with the emotional burden of how much time has passed while she was in a coma, which would only further feed into the existential crisis and emotional trauma in bullet points 1 and 3.

(Also, off the record, but Aurora’s entire life post-movie is just a hot fucking mess and she really deserves a second movie exploring that concept imo. I know that Sleeping Beauty has already gotten a live-action villain spinoff, but the story of Aurora herself really deserves to be reexamined under a modern lens also. Aurora is easily one of the most overlooked Disney princesses and tbh she deserves more love.)

Belle (feat. the expanded lore from the live-action movie)

Witnessing her mother die from the plague in their own home

Being forceed to move from the more culturally progressive city of Paris to the unnamed “poor provential town” in the movie, where she is clearly the odd one out and is subject to gender inequality on a daily basis (in the form of being publically shamed and socially ostacized for being an educated woman)

Being regularly sexually harassed by Gaston, which is further exacerbated by the villagers and their close-mindedness. Not only is Gaston’s behavior enabled and encouraged by the villagers, but they even go so far as to idolize Gaston — as shown during his namesake song — despite his obviously predatory actions, simply because he is a cishet white man that they find conventionally attractive

Watching her father get arrested despite being 100% innocent...TWICE

Also being arrested when her father is wrongly convicted a second time, by none other than her abuser

Watching her lover — who besides her parents was the first person in her life who truly loved her and respected her intellect despite being a woman — nearly die in her arms, as well as everyone else in the castle (who ALSO respected her regardless of her gender) nearly die at the same exact time.

...And you know, Stockholm Syndrome or whatever. (But tbh, given how everyone in the castle was very kind and respectful and how the Beast was a tsundere at best, Belle would probably suffer far more from PTSD brought upon by Gaston and her previous environment than from “Stockholm Syndrome” in a castle where everyone actually treated her like a normal fucking human being. Unpopular opinion I know but as a sexual assault survivor this is literally a hill I will die on.)

Jasmine

I’ve actually never watched Aladdin all the way through, so unfortunately I can’t give a full analysis of Jasmine’s conflicts...but I have seen that gif of her saying “I am not a prize to be won” and that just screams “I’ve suffered a lifetime of female objectification and gender inequality despite my social status, and not even in the highest position of authority possible am I allowed to have a voice” and idk about you but that is really fucked up man

Ariel

PTSD from being manipulated by Ursula to give up her voice and nearly losing everything (both her previous life in the ocean and the promise of a new life on land with her love interest) because of it

Near-death experience from *vague hand gesture to whatever the fuck that was at the end of the movie*

Inevitable depression from abandoning the only home she’s ever known (the ocean) and leaving her friends and family behind

She’ll probably also need some form of behavioral therapy to help her adjust to her new home on land, whose culture is still extremely foreign to her — and maybe even additional therapy for social anxiety, given how her first 3 days of human interaction were so mortifyingly embarrassing that she’ll probably be laying wide awake at 3 AM and thinking “oh my god I can’t believe I looked Eric’s parents dead in the eyes and brushed my hair with a dinner fork” for the next 10 years.

Tiana

PTSD from literally being turned into a frog

Overworking herself to the point of near burnout, and being unable to fully live out her prime adult years because of said burnout

Constantly dealing with shitty customers, bosses, and other white-collared people disrespecting her and treating her as subhuman because of her career choice, which is unfortunately a common shared experience among restaurant workers and those who work hourly wages

Since this movie takes place in the United States presumably before the 1960’s, it’s probably safe to assume that Tiana also probably had to deal with segregation, Jim Crow laws, and other forms of racism off-screen on a daily basis, which would obviously take a toll on her mental well-being and further exacerbate the issues mentioned in #3

Grief from losing her dad, which has likely been repressed due to her workaholic tendencies denying her the ability to properly take the time to mourn

I don’t even know what to categorize the whole witch doctor shenanigans as, I just know that she and Naveen are both going to need some SERIOUS therapy after going through all that shit

Rapunzel

Being raised in an emotionally abusive and controlling environment for her entire life

Being completely isolated for 18 years with no social interaction whatsoever with anyone except her own abuser

Existential/identity crisis from discovering that she’s actually a princess, that her “mom” was actually the one who kidnapped her as a baby and tried to cut her hair, and that everything she knew about herself and the world she lived in was essentially a lie to keep her obedient to Gothel

Near-death experience (the drowning scene)

Internalized fear and mistrust in strangers — and quite possibly in people in general — due to Gothel’s lifelong warnings that people in the outside world would only want to take advantage of her

Watching the woman who raised her MERCILESSLY STAB THE ONLY OTHER PERSON SHE EVER KNEW AND LOVED IN THE GODDAMN CHEST

Watching the woman who raised her LITERALLY CRUMBLE TO DUST IN FRONT OF HER VERY EYES

WATCHING FLYNN, THE ONLY OTHER PERSON SHE EVER KNEW AND LOVED BESIDES HER GODDAMN ABUSER, FUCKING DIE RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER before she miraculously healed him

Because Flynn’s revival was such an uncanny revival that not even Rapunzel knew how she did it, she obviously thought he was gone for good...and since Gothel was gone also, there must’ve been at least a split second before she healed Flynn where, for the first time in her entire life, she was completely and utterly alone. That alone deserves to be a bullet point because holy shit

I’m not even going to get into Tangled: the Series man this list is getting too long as it is

Elsa

Losing her parents at a young age

Abandonment and isolation issues (mostly self-inflicted due to her own fear of hurting others, see #3)

Internalized fear and self-doubt of her powers — and, by extension, fear and self-doubt in herself

Guilt from nearly plunging Arendelle into an eternal winter

Guilt from almost losing her sister (twice!) due to her own direct actions

(Coinciding with #3) Guilt from isolating herself from her sister to protect her, only to nearly get her killed by the very thing she was trying to protect her from

Anxiety. Just lots and lots of general anxiety.

(Omitting Frozen 2 for Elsa because I haven’t seen it yet and this list is getting too long)

Anna

Also losing her parents at a young age

Abandonment and isolation issues, but hers are moreso due to Elsa “shutting her out” as a kid and having no one else her age in the castle to interact with

Lack of socialization in general for much of her childhood, as well as any social anxieties/lack of social knowledge and etiquette/etc. that would come with it

Abusive relationship with Hans (I know it was only one day, but holy fuck that was a trainwreck. What Hans did to Anna is a literal breeding ground for PTSD and trauma)

Coming to terms with the fact that the trolls fucking erased her memories of Elsa having ice powers and that Elsa isolated herself to protect her (and not, you know, because she hated her or something)

Leftover guilt from holding a grudge against Elsa for most of her childhood for shutting her out, because NO ONE BOTHERED TO TELL HER THAT IT WAS FOR HER OWN GOOD and she never knew why

Basically Anna and Elsa both need joint therapy or family counseling or something because holy shit their parents did NOT handle this situation properly AT ALL

(Also omitting Frozen 2 for Anna because I haven’t seen it and this list is also getting too long)

Moana

Surprisingly, Moana’s movie was relatively tame — in fact, because her tribe returned to voyaging and she is now exploring the seas/following her passion, these events were arguably beneficial to Moana’s mental health rather than detrimental. The only emotional baggage I can really imagine Moana having post-movie is leftover grief from her grandma dying and maybe the stress of having to put up with Maui��s shit

#shitpost #meta #disney characters #disney princess #long post #this has been in my drafts for literally a year so i may as well post it

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WOW okay I know I've read the comic/books and knew what was going to happen but HOLY FUCK

My liveblog underneath, it's long just sain lol

MEET

Charlie walking down the corridor is adorable he looks so happy!!!

Ben fuck off

Tao bought Elle's drink🥺

Isaac my beloved (I love his smile)

Agsjshdhsj Nick DOES look like a golden retriever lmao

AHHHH the fountain pen hahahaha

Poor Elle :(

Mr. Ajayi must be protected at all costs

Lol Charlie's head drop

Poor Charlie seeing Ben with his gf

On no ED FUCK

Tori my love

Omg when Charlie said jesus afaksghsbshd

Afusgshs yes he was a nob thank you Tori

That locker scene OMG LOVE ALL OF IT

Their banter PLEASE

Ugh fuck those toxic boys

Awww he's teaching him🥺🥺🥺

Tao and Elle miss each other so much :(

Charlie's laugh AHHHHHHHHHHHHH the most beautiful sound everrr😭😭😭

Ben is such an asshole (Nick saying piss off to Ben just extended my life)

God Charlie crying really hit me FUCK

Charlie being all nervous awwwww

OLIVIA FUCKING COLEMAN AFSKSVSKBSHD

CRUSH

Aww Nick reaching out ahhhh

Thank you for being my supportive straight friend haha AFAKSGSIDHDJ

Charlies recent emojis omg🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

THE HEART AHHHHHHHH

Where are my girls Tara and Darcy????

Oh shit there they are lmao

I fucking love Elles hair omg

IS THAT GIRL IN RED PLAYING???? ICONIC

No no he was horrible AGSKSHSHD CHARLIE SPITTING TRUTHS

AHHHH TARAAAAAAA

Aafahsgshs Darcy straight (ha!) to the point

Tori just appears out of nowhere I love that

Also what the hell is she drinking? Apple juice?

Ahhhh the British streets I miss it so much😭😭

He's so adorable with the hat🥺

The dialogue is like the fucking comic I can't😭

Wish I had the nintendo switch to play mario kart too :( I miss it (anyone wanna play with me?👀)

In his oversized hoodie PLEASE

OLIVIA (or Sarah ig lol)

OMG i am in love with that kitchen can I have it?

Lord just thinking now that we'll probably see David in s2🤦

IMOGEN!!! I SEE HER!!!!!

Oh fuck why is she looking at him like that......... God pls no

A YOUR MUM JOKE I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT AGAJSHSHBD I FUCKING LOST IT (this is so fucking british I love it)

Aww poor thing is in the reserve bench😭

Also are we gonna hear Charlie speaking spanish!???? Or maybe his parents??? Idkidk

I do miss Oli tho :( and Aled FUCK but I ADORE Isaac

Oh shit Tao is so fucking tall afskshshhd Charlie's a tiny little baby🥺

Oh no is this when Tao tells him about Tara?????

Oh fuck Charlie let me give u a hug😭

Oh Otis is here?

I fucking love his little waves omg how is he so adorable????

I WANNA BELIEVE IN ROMANCE AHHHHHH

Omg Isaac going for the hug too I FUCKING LOVE HIM HE MUST BE PROTECTED

French.... This better be a hint at the Paris trip afsjshdjdhd

They are so sneaky lol

Omg why is he getting so close ahhhhh

He cares so much that "what?" Was so sweet🥺

My god Kit looks so much like Taron Egerton holy shit (if there's ever a flashfowrd lol they better use him)

The school lesbians ahhhhhhh

Their "Heys!" Will be the death of me

THOSE LOOKS

Oh fuck it's the scene with the hands AHHHHHHHHHH

My boy is catching feelingssssssss

Charlie with the blanket hehe I do the same

MY GOD JUST FUCKING KISS I CAN'T TAKE THE TENSION

AWWWWWWWW THE HUGGGG😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Poor Nick needs a minute

Is he gonna look it up now?👀👀

Ouch Tao don't say that

Omg that pic is the cutest

He zooms in HE FUCKING ZOOMS IN ON HIS FACE😭😭😭😭

Omg he has so many frekles they are so pretty!!!!

HE'S LOOKING IT UP (we've all been there lol)

Also this song slaps

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

KISS

62% homosexual lmoa (but god you can see him struggling 😔)

Ugh is that Harry?

Wow Imogen's eyes are beautiful (but shit it's obvious she has a crush on Nick FUCK)

Lmao straight bating with that start and the title kiss agsjsgdjshdhd

But they were talking loudly? Why are they surprised he heard them? HE WAS JUST THERE BESIDE THEM LMAO

To quote Tara, why are straight people like this?🤦

Nick sweetie you are so nervous ahhhhhhh

IM SCREAMING AGAJSNDHHDHD literally

Lmao Isaac is so done with the drama I fucking love him omg

I love everyone's bedrooms??? They are so cool and cozy????

Este tiene pinta de Espanol puro y duro agsisgsjdhd I wonder who the actor is

He's so awkward I love him

I feel bad for Imogen

Nick's looking for Charlie😭

"I've been looking for you" 🥺

Ahhh Taos mum😭 she seems lovely!!!

Are they gonna kis??👀👀

I love Yazs sass hehe

Isaac is a little shit, did I mention that I love him?

KEEP IT PG PEOPLE (or is that the opposite? Ahajhdhdhdh idk)

Harry's accent is so strong holy shit

My god I am loving the soundtrack

I want pizza now

"Nick's stolen him" lmao

He's his best friend don't touch me😭

I love Tao and Elle ahhhhhh cute romantic date hehe

THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS I REPEAT THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS

Oh fuck I forgot Ben was there

Fuck yeah Charlie tell him!!!!

It's not dumb it's fucking adorable😭

OMG JUST KISS

Imogen is funny but she's just trying to hard

Well at least she told him lol you go girl!! That takes guts

YAY TARA DARCY KISS AHHHHHH

Awww Nick's so happy for them🥺

NOW GO KISS CHARLIE AND DONT FREAK OUT

Their "Hi"s istg

"I'm so proud" NOBODY TOUCH ME😭

HANDSHANDSHANDSHANDS

there's just something about hands with us queer folk, like with Tara and Darcy in the previous ep lmao (but also other shows holy shit do't get me started with Young Royals)

THE ROOM FUCK OMG ITS HAPPENING

His voice sounds so small🥺

The emotions I CANT

THE MOTHERFUCKING SHOES

THE PINKIE TOUCH ANOTHER THING US GAYS DO

Omg this is going to destroy me

Omg that was the sweetest kiss ever omgomgomg🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oh no the panic THE FUCKING PANIC Harry keep your mouth shut

Hand holding and going in again????? FUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Fuck nononono don't do this to meeeeeeeeeeeee

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I DONT WANNA SEE HIM CRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

He a burrito with a cuddly toy ahhhhhhh

I hear rain???? Ahhhhhhhhhhh it's gonna happen!!!!!!

Just noticed Alice's books in Charlie's shelves hehe

BITCH NO DONT END IT THERE

FUCK

SECRET

Omg Charlies mum looks familiar?

Fuck now Nick's gonna cry and then both of them and ahhhhh

Their kisses are so soft WHAT THE FUCK

And the little animations when they kiss with the flowers and leaves ahhhhhhh

Awww I was really hoping we would get the conservatory scene :(

These two own my heart OMFG

Oh fuck is Charlie gonna think Nick is with Imogen and it's a repeat of Ben or smt?????

As a friend Imogen seems nice and fun but like it's obvious Nick isn't interested and a bit uncomfortable so BACK OFF

CHARLIES HEART BETTER NOT BE BROKEN

Wow Nick real subtle with the look agsjsgdjshdhd

Awww the kiss🥺🥺

All the kisses here are so fucking soft and tender😭😭

Common Tao and Elle👀👀👀👀

Miss u ahhhhhhhhhhh Tao is so far gone omg

MISSED U AHHHHHHHHHHHHH NIIIIIIIICK

Their banter is just top tier I just............. No words

HANDS

Oh no I'm just getting the feeling that Imogen is gonna kiss Nick and Charlie is gonna see it and I will be crying

Please don't let that happen

I mean it's fucking scary Harry stfu

Awww he's training!!!!!!

Okay hold up I need a list of all the songs they use in the show rn HOLY FUCK

Ohhhh ffs so when "straight" people do it it's not a big deal?????????

Okay nope I was giving her the benefit of the doubt but Nope fuck that

That is such a dick move Imogen

Fucking knew it

Fucking knew it CHARLIE TALK TO NICK DONT SHUT HIM OUT PLS😭😭😭😭😭

"IM A LESBIAN!" YOU GO TARA

"We thank you for your service" agajsgdhd BURN

Imogen being an ally is the bare minimum you shouldn't the applauded for that🙄

ELLE DONT SAY ANYTHING

"Honeymoon phase" Isaac how did u know??

Awww Nick :(

Oh fuck Tao agshsndjdjd

Darcy u are an angel

This is gonna be a goddamn mess

But it's cool cause this ain't in the comic so total surprise how this is gonna pan out👀

Oh fuck me

Is Charlie gonna hurt his leg here?? Or maybe something more holy shit

Wtf is Ben doing there

He and Imogen should get together lol

Isaac with his books I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

Imogen u r getting on my nerves stfu

EXCUSE ME AVENGERS IS AWASOME...... But I get it lol (they're my comfort movies😭)

He's taking care of him I CANT😭

ISAAAC

I scream everytime I see him he's my favourite omg

My heart is HURTING

Fucking love Elles hair god

Hehe they be flirting

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

Please

Nick

Don't

Istfg

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

fuck this

Fuck

You have GOT to be shitting me

Harry you absolute tosser fuck u

Fuck

FRIEND

I need a minute cause in my head THAT didn't happen okay!???? Fuck

Isaac's asleep agsjsgdhhdhdhdhsgs cuddling his book can he be more adorable!?!?!!

God fucking damn it Charlie's gonna have some PTSD from Ben and THIS is not gonna help FUCK

Tao hahahahaha erotic dance moves lmao

Isaac u absolute legend (also love his smile omg🥺)

Oh lord her dog died

Nick is so far gone holy shit TELL IMOGEN TO SOD OFF

I just ughhhhh Imogen could be a fucking good friend but she's just so pushy and just ughhhh she needs to mature a bit fuck (I know she's sixteen but like look at Elle? Tara? Darcy? Same age and they are much kinder)

BELL END HAHAHAHHA GO TAO

Harry IS an absolute bell end

SARAH

Love how she calls him Nicky like in the comic🥺

"Do you like this girl?" "Well her dog died" agsjsgdjshd Sarah's face was like mine agsisgsjdhd

Awww he went🥺

Nick's smile I can't😭

HE'S READING RADIO SILENCE AHHHHHHHH

Oh fuck

Oh no Nick's heartbroken face😭😭😭😭

HUG YESSSSSSS

I fucking love the visuals holy fuck

Lol Nick looks genuinely scared

Well Charlie seems okay?

Her fucking dog lol

HERE👏WE👏SUPPORT👏HEALTHY👏COMMUNICATION👏

OMG THEY ARE SO FUCKING CUTE HOW DARE THEY BE SO CUTE

What did he get him????

I forgot hahahahaha but omg that is so fucking cute and DOMESTIC

"wasn't that obvious?" It's the convo from the conservatory😭😭😭😭

WHY ARE WE LIKE THIS

okay I have officially broken down and this just made me start crying no joke

YES GO NICK

THEY ARE SUCH AWAKWARD TEENS I LOVE THEM

Omg those penny machines I miss them so much they were so fun😭😭😭😭😭

My half British heart is missing England right now fuck u Heartstopper for making me miss it even more🥺🥺🥺

God I am Isaac 100%

Oop that Tao and Elle gaze👀

Nick is such a sweetheart I CANT

Glad the dog cheered her up

Also I have never in my life heard the name Imogen?

AWW the birdsss

GOD IM FUCKING LOVING THIS

GIRLS

Another bunch of my comfort movies pirates of the carabean ahhhhhhhhh

Nick was obsessed with this hahahahaha yes you have good taste😌

Oh wait afajgshshdhd Taos comment about watching Avengers NICK LIKES MARVEL I FORGOT😭😭😭

I mean Elizabeth Swann👀👀 common! And Jack Sparrow is so fucking funny

I AM LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND

AHHHHHH bisexuality eh?👀

AHHHHHH watching videos so cool!!!!!!!

AHHHHHH SHE SAID IT her friends are so excited lmao

"Like your last remaining brain cell" I SCREAMED

Tao my beloved

Noooo Nick don't look down😭😭😭

God those comments are making my blood boil

GIRLFRIENDS

Ohhhhh the concert!!!!!

WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY JUST SAY!?!?!?

LET ME SLAP A BITCH OMG

Anti homophobia cheese lmao

Aaaaa park date :)

"Oi!" Hahahahah

THEIRBANTERTHEIRBANTER

Omg they are so cute

AHHHH the panic😭😭😭

I mean it's totally understandable

Also are they wearing the outfit of the first Charlie and Nick reveal photo??? AHHHH???

I mean yes but bisexuality doesn't mean "both" genders it just means attraction to more than one gender, not just boys and girls

Anyway

God Nick wants to be with him so badly😭😭😭😭

He told her AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ahhh mini Tara and Nick adorable

And also kudos cause those do look like 13 year old kids wow

God Nick is so fucking tall wtf

I guess Charlie did settle for someone tall ;)

I bet Tara didn't know Darcy was gonna do that adsjsfsjg she took a jump there lmao

Miss the "why are straight people like this" line lmao but hey less Harry agsjsgjshs

Ahhhhh his wave😭😭😭😭😭

Taos comebacks are fucking stellar

TORI

STUDY DATE AHHHHHHHHHHHH

They are so fucking cute FUCK

AHHHHHHHHHH ANOTHER HUG!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHH THE KISSSSSSSSSSSS

SHOES

Omg his little happy dance agaishdhdghh

Oh wait Charlie didn't know they liked each other????

Omg they are such dorks I love them😭😭😭

Yay Tao and Elle hug!!!!!!

Darcy real subtle omg asksgsjsg

Awwwwwww we can shareeeeeeee

Wait has Tao not realised about his feelings???

I am so confused rn there are so many different emotions here

AHHHH they told Elle😭😭😭😭😭😭

Intense pining lmao

Ohh Tao feels left out :(

HAHAHAHAHAHAH 15 MINUTES

YES earbuds with wires I feel so seen rn agusgdhdhdh

Omg I really love you🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Elle shoot her shot lmao

Nothing bad better happen fuck

There's gonna be more homophobic comments I'm feeling it

God poor Tara she's so affected by it :( Darcy just seems like she doesn't give a fuck but FUCK THOSE PEOPLE FOR THOSE COMMENTS FUCK

Awww he's teaching him again🥺🥺🥺

HE MIGHT BE BISEXUAL HE TOLD HIM AHHHHHHHH

LOOK even tho I know the storylin I'm just surprised by everything I am LOVING IT

HAHHAHAHAH THE DOOR I FUCKING KNEW IT

Of course no signal

YES TALK

Ugh I'm a sucker for healthy communication (I blame Young Royals for that lmao)

So Darcy came out years ago.... Interesting.... So are her parents here nice and accepting???

They are so sweet I love them

Lmao Nick almost broke the fucking door

I am in love with this friend group NOW WHERE THE FUCK IS MY SON ISAAC???

hehe grumpy Tao

Nick and Charlie's smiles🥺🥺🥺

BULLY

Ohhh this is the cinema right??👀👀

Jesus Tori agsjsgdjshdhd

How many converse does he bloody have????

CALLED IT HAHAHAHAHHAHA

Julio hablale Espanol POR FAVOR I WANNA HEAR IT

Nick would absolutely swoon if Charlie spoke Spanish to him agsjshdhdhd

Awwww the hugggggg

I can't fucking stand Harry or Ben FUCK

Can't wait to see Nick punch him hehe

Ohhh is this his ED showing?? Like the cereals in the beginning?? AHHHHHHH Charlie let me give U a hug😭😭😭😭

CHAR!?!?!? CHAR!?!? HE CALLED HIM FUCKING CHAR😭😭😭😭😭

I AM SQUILING SO MUCH AGAJDGDJDHD

COMOONNNNN THE PINKIE TOUCH IM WAITING👀👀👀

Lord this is making me miss Young Royals hahahah I'm feeling nostalgic

Oh god did Ben see it?????

I am having..... Emotions......

AHHHH FULL HAND😭😭😭😭

Ben definitely saw that FUCK

God Harry stfu

That shot of Nick running after Charlie outside made me emotional Idk y it was so beautiful

If he says I'm used to it........ I'm gonna have a breakdown

OKAY BREAKDOWN INCOMING

Fuck Ben ahhhhhhhhh nooooo

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK NICK WENT INSIDE

Ben u shut your trap

Nick punch Ben next FUCK

Sebastian I love you you did an amazing job

Oh god Harry's gonna say fag isn't he?

FUCK HIM UP NICK

SARAH

Awww Nellieeeeee

Nick u deserve a fucking Oscar holy fuck

Awwww he's leaning on him🥺🥺🥺

And Tao still doesn't know

Oh fuck

She told him

AHHHH THE HEARTSSSSS❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

ahahahahaha he sprinted downstairs

"Make sure you leave the bedroom door a tad open okay" afsjsgsjshsj

Kisskisskisskisskiss

Or in the Louvre that's fine too hehe and romantic🤭

He did NOT just send that

Taooooooooooooo

OHHH FUCK U HARRY GIVE IT BACK

YES TAO GO APE SHIT

Please tell me Charlie was NOT about to do what I think he was about to do.......

GO Tao beat his ass

Oh no the drawing :(

Oh noooo Taooooooooooooo nooooooooooooooooo he's so upset😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THIS IS TOO MUCH DRAMA ALICE

Also where's my Isaac at?? I miss him

BOYFRIEND

Pleaseeeeeee don't let the season end with Tao and Charlie like this😭

NOOOO CHARLIEE U DONT😭😭😭😭😭

You are pure sunshine u hear me???????

Oh god oh fuck nope no that is NOT a reference to what I think it is nope FUCK (this is hitting me hard FUCK)

Not hungry again..... Fuck this is gonna be the storyline for S2 ahhhhhhhhhhh it's gonna HURT

I heard the sea???? I heard the mutherfuckin sea

Gender explorers?? Never heard of it!!

Ohh just noticed that Tao is left handed

Such an awkward "hey" nooooo😭😭😭

Oh god he was about to cry FUCK

Oh no he quit :(

Hahahah Fanta (used to love the one they had with out the fizz, I can't deal with fizz it's too spicy for me afsjdgjsdh)

"I deserve to be appreciated" YES TAO YOU DOOOOOOO

That No was so quick ahajshdjjddj "pissed off at him a bit longer" lmao

That eyebrow raise IM DEAD

DONT SAY THE S WORD

COMMON CHARLIE COMMUNICATE😭😭

Wonder if we see Nick tell his mum

No one and I mean NO ONE better pick on Elle

Oh fuck I was not expecting this much angst............... I love it

Ahhhhh Tao and Elle hug😭😭😭😭

Isaac and his books I love him so goddamn much

YES YOU ARE A NICE TEACHER YOU'RE THE BEST😭😭😭

UGH FUCK U BEN

Holy shit he's fast

YAY :D group hug

YES TELL HIM OFF CHARLIE

AWWWWW yes hugssss they made up😭😭😭😭😭😭

they're running in the school🥺🥺 thinking about when they went to the Louvre together ahhhhh

GO ISSAC

TARA AND DARCY KISS

Isaac is such a bubbly person I ADORE him

Kissssssssss

They are so cute

Agsjsgdjshd is she gonna tell him???

Oh shit this is it agaishdjdhdhd

NO FUCK

OMG WAIT WAIT WAIT

NO FUCK

U FUCKER

They better get together in S2 in Paris and in the Louvre

Ohhh is Tao now realising his feelings???

Awww Nick only sees Charlie🥺🥺🥺

WAIT WHAT

WHAT IS HE DOING

WHAT

HE DOING!?!?!?

NO DONT DO THIS TO ME

OMG IS HE GONNA.......

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

OMG IT'S THAT FROM WHEN THEY WHERE REHEARSING AND JOE WAS ON A CHAIR AND KIT LOOKING UP????

Oh okay thank god hahahahha

But omg he held his hand and took them away🥺🥺🥺

Imogen is happy for him yayyyyy

Seeing all the couple's.... And then Isaac lmao such aroace vibes

"I don't wanna break up" AHHHHHHHHHH

That confession was *chefs kiss*

IM SCREAMING

AHHHH MORE KISSSSSSSSSSSS

THE FUCKING RAINBOW IN THE BACKGROUND

YES BEACH DATE

ALICE!?!?????? IS THAT FUCKING ALICE!?!?!? ICONIC

AHHHH kissing outside🥺🥺🥺

God I miss fish and chips

Omg the photo booth🥺🥺🥺

Like the fucking comic omg no one touch me😭😭😭😭😭

HE'S BISEXUAL YES💖💜💙

"omg I like you so much" NICK YOU ARE A GOLDEN RETRIEVER

No don't get your shoes wet😭😭😭😭😭

I LOVE THEIR HUGSSSSSSSS

"Why are we like this" I'm crying again fuck, I'm literally crying

Cuddling agsisgdjshshsj

Omgomgomg is he gonna tell her???🥺🥺🥺🥺 Is he gonna cry???🥺🥺🥺

The Menorca holiday lmao

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEE GIVE US A S2

OMG THIS MOMENTS THIS MOMENT AHHHHHHHHHH

SARAH IS SUCH A GREAT MUM I CANT😭😭😭😭

A HAPPY ENDING? IN MY QUEER STORY? its more likley than you think

Uhh yeah I mean I think yall know my opinion based on my reactions so......... No words

Literally no words because it was so goddamn good, 11/10

#heartstopper #heartstopper spoilers #mine

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godsofhumanity · 4 years ago

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TROY: FALL OF A CITY (2018) | REVIEW

aight so i just finished watching Netflix’s Troy: Fall of a City. once again, i’m here to give y’all my two cents about this absolutely heart-wrenching show. spoilers under the cut!!

OVERVIEW: Troy: Fall of a City is an adaption of Homer’s Iliad, the Greek epic that explores the Trojan War. The series covers Paris’ journey as he decides who is the most beautiful from the goddesses Athena, Hera, and Aphrodite, and then follows his fate to find the most beautiful woman on Earth- Helen.

RATING: 9.5/10. i don’t cry when i watch shows or films, but holy shit.. i was moved to almost tears. honestly really really liked this show, it was well done. 100% recommend to anyone 18+ yrs, because some themes are extremely graphic.

WARNING: this show contains depictions of animal mutilation, infanticide, and just general violence and gore.

AVAILABLE ON: netflix

THINGS I LIKED:

- the way most of the characters were portrayed. although the cast wasn’t greek, i still feel like the actors did a marvellous job. it was easy to feel sorry or to hate certain characters.

- storyline flowed really easily. although there were many stories trying to be covered at the same time- Paris, Achilles, Hector, Odysseus, Cassandra, Helen, etc., it didn’t feel forced. even someone who didn’t already know the story could watch this show and be like “oh yeah this makes sense”.

- costuming. i’m not sure how accurate it was, but the sets and the costumes looked amazing. the trojan horse in the last episode in particular was a favourite.

- soundtrack. it matched the show perfectly. it was energetic and then melancholic at all the right times.

- even when characters made really tough and heartbreaking decisions (i’m talking about you @ odysseus), you still felt sorry and sympathetic for them. this might just be me, but as someone who loves both Hector and Achilles, i still couldn’t find it in myself to hate either of them, because both sides of the story were really nicely explained- it didn’t feel biased.

- the heartbreak. the scenes where odysseus kills andromache’s son, when achilles kills hector, hector kills patroclus, and paris kills achilles- these scenes were so moving and sickening at the same time- there were so many emotions at once, it really was insane. few shows portray these scenes as well as they were done in this show.

- cassandra. cassandra didn’t have too much screen time in this show, but i really liked how she was portrayed. they didn’t cover apollo’s involvement with cursing her, but it was so sad to see her warning everyone and everyone (except hector) was like “whateva 4eva”.

- Hector naming his son after a child soldier who died.......... Hector you are so good.. we literally did not deserve you

- i think my favourite characters would have to be: Hector, Andromache, Odysseus, Achilles, Pandarus, Priam & Hecuba.

THINGS I DIDN’T LIKE:

- portrayal of the gods. for clarity’s sake, they omitted the fact that it was Eris who had begun the battle of the beauties in the first place, and instead made it out to be that Zeus had somehow pitted them against each other so that fate could be fulfilled?? idk. i didn’t like it, it was a little ambiguous.

- going on from the above point, i don’t think any of the gods looked like gods. they looked like regular mortals?? it was kind of a let down.

- Patroclus begging for mercy when Hector killed him???? hello???? he’s a warrior, he should have gone down with dignity.

- related to Patroclus’ death scene- Achilles’ wrath felt unjustified in a way, because Patroclus wore Achilles’ armour, so Hector thought he was killing Achilles. Hector had NO IDEA that it was actually Patroclus, and even when the armour got pulled off he was like “wait what why did u let him do that achilles?” and then Achilles went off the shits about it?? like maybe you should have listened to Patroclus and fought instead of sulking in your tent and then getting angry that your bf was killed by the enemy!!!!!! GRRR!!!! hector ily <3

- i hate helen. this isn’t really something that the show did, i just never liked her and i wanted to say it >:(

- the introduction of the Amazons was a little rushed. they were introduced in the second last episode, and the justification for the Amazonians’ hatred of the Myrmidons was just that Achilles had killed a few of their gals in battle??? that’s literally what happens in a war! people die! idk, it just felt like a poor excuse. also really disliked the Amazon Queen’s haircut. really bad.

- in the beginning episodes, King Priam and Queen Hecuba seem to be at odds with each other over the return of Paris, and they keep talking about how they were cursed by the gods, and that they should forgive themselves or something, but it’s never gone into detail about what exactly it was that they did to get themselves cursed :/

#i'm not Team Paris OR Team Menelaus anymore... i'm Team Hector & Andromache <3 #troy: fall of a city #review #i'm off to watch Troy with brad pitt now <3 #long post

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Smallville chronicles part 62 (Chloe's chronicles pun very much intended. But no I've never seen them) warning, there's a lot going on. Fortune. You get me. Carry on

Oh boy its lionel

"Rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated" LIONEL YOU LITERALLY DIED 3 YEARS AGO YOU WERE SHOVED OFF A ROOF YOU FOOL

"What. No hug for your long lost daddy" I'll give E2 Lionel one thing. He amuses

The way Chloe is just laying on top of, admiring Oliver as he sleeps. I used to not like her all that much (way back in like season 1 and 2) now I want what she's got

Did I really just say that? Oh boy I've officially lost it

Also love that they've set up their bed in the middle of watchtower

Wait so uh, watchtower was bought by Jimmy. Lol this isn't weird at all

I'm going to stop because you know. I'm insane

I could take quotes from this Chloe Ollie bed scene but I'd be quoting the entire damn thing so I'll just leave it

Go mama K!!

Mama K??

Martha really just ripped off her sling

Chloe considers Martha as her mom!!

Oliver's non green arrow undercover outfit

Lois trying to make sure her muffins get noticed

"Lois. Don't worry. I've been impressed with you for years"

"That is so low rent and so rebel"

"Well what father doesnt want to make his son happy" he says after Lex tells him killing him was the greatest moment of his life

Chloe's outfit 😂

"That explains the smell of old spice and young ambition"

"I just need you to hack into a couple national news websites" "how many?" "All of them"

"You're a convicted felon" oh but so are you Lionel

"Well snow dad's been a little frosty lately right? Maybe we should figure out a different way to get that genie back in the bottle"

Mama K defending her son!!

"How can you be so good Clark?"

The way Clark whipped Lionel across the ground after pulling him from the mansion

The Luthor mansion burning to the ground was not something I expected to see ever

Lois and Chloe taking their stand against the vra!!!

"You have no idea how much you mean to people Clark Kent" my heart!!

"I saw me, I mean Clark Kent, disguised with glasses and a bad haircut"

Mama bear Tess!

Ok well.... that's peachy

"Look Clark. I want to plan this wedding as much as I wanna jump off of a building"

"Please tell me you didn't hop across the pond for a gallon of milk" "what makes you think I'd be in England?" Clark you're standing on Big Ben

"That better be some damn good milk Smallville" "Smallville. I must be in trouble"

"I think Oliver Queen would be an absolute fool to let someone like you get away" there is not a single Chlollie scene I don't enjoy

"I feel like I can't believe you did this to my jacket" I mean yeah it's terrible but it's somehow better

"You are going global now, which is awesome quite frankly"

"Why don't I just save you the trouble and superspeed out all on my own, ok. Whoosh"

"A phone call from your wife, Mr Jones"

*trying to keep it together* "hello dear"

"It's an adrenaline thing. See I'm little bit bigger than you"

Ok that whole Clark's telescopic visions with his eyes changing. Why are we just getting this now?

"You know, when I said I wanted to spoon earlier, this isn't really what I had in mind"

"This is definitely the most romantic of my recent kidnappings"

"Yeah he's right, we should probably introduce ourselves" *takes them all out**Chloe knocks dude out with a book*

That kiss after they kicked ass

"The last thing we want is a billionaire superhero ex fugitive kicking down the door of a sex club"

My ninja baby Oliver

"Don't leave goldilocks out in the cold"

"Should we just serve up charcoal too"

"It's my power I can call it whatever I want"

"Now stay put" "like hell" come on Clark you should've known there was no chance Ollie would

"You just have to act like you're re miserable" "that shouldn't be a problem"

"When they see this adorable blond, and you are, on this adorable blond's arm" I love Ollie calling himself an adorable blond. I mean, he's not wrong

NO OLLIE NOOOOO why did he have to get tagged

Ok I've arrived at what I've heard is one of the best eps of the series so I'm excited. But still scared for Ollie

I nearly pissed myself when Clark woke up with a lemur on him

He has a ring on 😂😂 Chloe?? I'm crying laughing already

*throws chip bag in closet for lemur*

What is Chloe's dress?

"Yeah well my memory etch a sketch is blank too"

Chloe just goes in public in this weird ass wedding dress

"Are those Emil's pants?"

"Holy matrimony that's my signature"

Clark runs into the wall

😂😂😂😂😂

"Well Emil always was an overachiever"

Emil and Tess duet 😂😂

"I'm looking for the girl I came in here with last night. She probably insulted you more than once"

"Clarkie, there's only one person I know that can make an armored car go adios in seconds" drunk Tess 😂

Oliver and Lois are just casually on a rail bed

Ollie's face hugging Lo 😂😂

His face when he comes to is even better

"Morning. Sorry" I'm still crying

Oliver's giggle when he sees his outfit

I may not get through anymore eps tonight because I'm taking 20 minutes per scene here

"Clark you're beeping"

The truck is in the barn 😂😂😂

"I hate to break it to you but the last thing I want to go around with for the rest of my life is a lie propagated by my ex boyfriend" "oh"

"There's something stuck in my bra" "that's not my territory anymore"

"I can't believe in my first drunken night out I lose Lois, commit a felony, and I land my friend in jail. I'm so reckless"

Why is Chloe still in that dress?

"My lucky lemur"

Huge siren flashbacks with Lois and Ollie tied up

"One, two, shuffle"

"I didn't exactly bring my green arrow gear to the bachelor party"

"Lois? Oliver?" The dance scene 😂😂

The casino fight this is beautiful

"The only one getting luckier tonight is yours truly" *knocks him out* who needs green arrow when you have plain old Oliver Queen

I just noticed Ollie lost the bra

"Way to go all in gorgeous" "back at ya hot stuff" I love Chlollie

"I found it in a puddle of champagne in the limo"

THE VIDEO 😂😂😂😂 I'm not going to bother quoting the whole thing

"A monkey?!" Chlo it's a lemur

"I hope you weren't gonna run off without your husband"

Now I have to endure some Ollie free eps and that's sad but here goes

"Tess. You didn't have to come all the way out here. There's caffeine givers in metropolis"

"he's outside in the car"

They made a child with Lex AND Clark's dna? This can only go one way

"I'm saving him from an encore performance of daddy dearest"

"Your son is dead Lionel" have I ever mentioned I love Tess?

"Mutation's a bitch"

"Are you like my dad?" "I prefer brother"

"Are you trying to tell me that Conner is the genetic lovechild of Clark Kent and Lex Luthor?" I hate that I laughed at that sentence

"But how is Lex able to shake up a human krypto cocktail without you realizing it?"

"Hold on chicken little"

Lois is pretty. That is all

Clark just standing there in a burnt shirt

It's like Kara all over again

"I was just stopping by to see how things are going but it looks like I should've brought marshmallows"

Well oops the child found out

Just when I was starting to like this kid

Oh good lord the kid is on red k this'll be fun

"Believe me I'll trade a little motion sickness for a bullet in the bonnet any day"

Lol Connor ok. This kid just grabbed a jacket and a necklace for Lois for

*Lois tosses stolen necklace back to police* "sorry"

"You destroyed Lex with your secrets and lies" Bull. Shit.

That fur coat is a look Lo

"I'll speed you away to Paris"

"It may bring out his inner angst a little but it doesn't turn him into this"

Clark busting the ring

Damnit Lionel

How does everyone but Clark bust kryptonite with their heat vision

Ok I did not miss the classical music in every Lionel scene

"You'll always be a Luthor" oh but she won't

"I hope it's not too presumptuous but I figured you needed a last name"

"I'm sure that when we have kids of our own, you will be an amazing father" damn right he will

#smallville #my smallville bs #enter at your own risk

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tsuki-sennin · 3 years ago

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Mina-san, bonne lecture~! (Tsuki recaps his feelings about Kamen Rider Saber, a personal essay.)

So, Saber... what a wild ride it's been, huh? Just a quick heads up, this is very long and rambling, and also contains spoilers for everything in Saber. It's fine if you don't wanna read all this, but I just wanted to get my thoughts out there.

TL:DR, Kamen Rider Saber's an undercooked hot mess I absolutely adore, warts and all.

Speaking as objectively as possible, it's a 6/10. Probably closer to a 5 than a 7... it's not great: All the different plot elements are cluttered and weirdly paced; character focus is disjointed and clearly biased toward certain characters, leaving great ones like Kento and Ogami, interesting ones like Kamijo and Hayato, and underdeveloped ones like Sophia and especially the Shindais in the dust; not to mention its balance of comedy and drama is off, and while both are very effective, there's a lot of mood whiplash that can take you out of the story. I also feel like a lot of the easily avoidable character conflict could've been easily resolved, even in universe, by simple conversations. Be careful Fukuda, I think Inoue might sue you if he finds out you've been biting his style and doing it worse.

Rider shows have a very frustrating tendency to drop cool form ideas and not do anything with them, and I don't think it's ever been more the case than with Saber. There's a similar argument to be made with the majority of Heisei Phase 2 after Gaim, but wow. The suits are expensive to make without just straight up recycling everything, I get that, but man, I really wanted to see more Wonder Rider forms. How come Touma got all the fun, eh? Of note are the Blades King of Arthur forms (which look amazing by the way), Espada's Jaaku Dragon forms (one of which I even drew last night), even the non-elemental random Wonder Ride Books all have awesome design elements that go tragically unused. Even if the other Swordsmen just kinda have the ones they do get to use slapped onto them, that's at least something. Touma also just straight up only uses Diago Speedy twice and never again. You have cool props guys, don't waste them like that!

Speaking of waste, Espada, goddamn. Since most of the Wonder Ride Books are Story Type and he needs one very specific Story Book to transform, he doesn't get much of... anything, really! No Wonder Rider forms like Blades, Lamp Do Cerberus being exclusive to Ganbarizing, only getting to use the Ride Gatriker like once, he even spends the second and third arcs as a completely different Rider, then once he comes back he doesn't get a King of Arthur-granted upgrade or even a Necrom Espada form. ...at least, not yet anyway. I'm holding out hope for Espada x Necrom and the eventual Saber V-Cinemas. Extra Rider stans, we will be well respected someday.

The Unreal Engine CGI used for fights in early Chapters was pretty good but wow it feels disconnected and they really drop it quick. I feel like if the animators had more freedom to use as many forms as they want, we'd have gotten a lot more mileage out of the books beyond... decoration basically. I actually really liked the CGI sequences, they felt creative and were fun to follow along with.

The soundtrack is pretty great on its own and conveys what it needs to, but they seriously overplay the orchestral themes. It honestly feels kind of... stock at times. I think my favorite parts of the score are when it winds down, since it feels a lot more natural and lets the cinematographers and actors speak for themselves.

As awesome as I think Falchion's design and the Mumeiken Kyomu are, The Phoenix Swordsman and the Book of Ruin comes up short as its own standalone thing. You'd think 30 or so minutes of non-stop action would be awesome, and it almost is? It's as good as a typical episode of the series with a higher action budget, but it kinda drags on a bit too long; and although I think Emotional Dragon looks cool, it feels a bit tacked on. Coming off of the incredible Zero-One REAL×TIME, it doesn't give you much room to breathe, which Rider films are typically great at handling. I also thought the resolution for the kid's subplot was kinda forced. He does an okay job at acting considering his age and doesn't overstay his welcome, but I really don't see how 20 minutes of violence and action is enough to convince him to be brave enough to go play with the other kids. 5/10, it's closer to a 4 than a 6 and I think that maybe Zero-One should've stood on its own if they really had to push back Kiramager Bee-Bop Dream because of the pandemic.

Alright, with all that said... As imperfect and undercooked Saber was, like Ghost I can consider it a personal favorite, 10/10. Call it a guilty pleasure if you want, but holy hell it's just the show I needed. Takuro Fukuda has a talent for creating fun, wonderful characters and utterly fascinating worldbuilding and concepts. It's a shame he doesn't utilize them fully, but hey!

The action and fight choreography are pretty top notch as usual. Lots of beautiful shot composition and set pieces, and plenty of great angles to help keep up with the extra busy action. I love watching the suit actors perform and they deserve all the respect in the world for their hard work in those hot, sweaty, and heavy costumes. Their visual design is also top notch, with lots of unique and fascinating forms and cool weapons I desperately want to play with despite being broke, all with spectacular finishers and hype jingles with the voice of Akio motherfucking Ohtsuka calling them out. A real feast for the eyes. Not a single bad suit among them, yeah I said it, fight me.

The crossover specials are soooo good too.

-I went over my feelings on the Zenkaiger crossover episodes in a separate post (good luck finding that btw), but to sum it up, they were great character moments for Zox and the Shindai siblings with lots of great screwball comedy and some good old fashioned meta humor.

-The Ghost crossovers are great little side stories all about how Daitenku Temple somehow had the Ghost Ijunroku Wonder Ride Book? I genuinely have no idea why it was there, or how Makoto had the Specter Gekikou Senki, and as far as I remember neither of their origins are explained. Did Luna or Tassel hand them off to them and told them to wait for a sword guy? And why do these generic French Revolution Gamma villains working for Danton get their asses handed to them so easily by Kanon, who literally just became a Rider? I thought that Makoto deciding to adopt all the Kanon clones into his family was both hilarious and adorable though; considering all the crap they went through, I think it was a good ending to this plot. Gimme Espada x Necrom already Toei/Bandai/Fukuda/whoever I need to yell at, give Kento things to do, I beg you.

-I haven't actually seen Super Hero Senki since it's not available for subbing yet, but apparently there's a Journey to the West plot starring the Taros and Ohma Zi-O and I want to see that so badly.

Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra? Yoohei Kawakami? A match made in heaven, that's what they are. All of their themes are absolute bangers. All of them. Almighty, Kamen Rider Saber, Sparks, Taju Rokou, all excellent and empowering pieces. Rewrite the Story, Will Save Us, and The Story Never Ends are all amazing inserts done by the cast, and it makes me wish we had even more of them to help break up the monotony of the score.

The characters are what easily make this show such a great watch though. For the most part, they have great personalities and chemistry, consistently fun and interesting scenes, well acted and... sometimes well-written development, and deeply investing personal stakes.

Narrating it all is the delightfully eccentric Tassel/Viktor, portrayed by Romanesque Ishitobi "TOBI" of the Paris-based Les Romanesques. I was utterly confused by his presence at first, wondering why there needed to be a narrator when the story would've been perfectly fine without it. He even got a special spot in the opening despite having no stake in the plot despite seeming to live in Wonderworld, who the hell is this guy? But then I thought "OH MY GOD, HE'S THE MAIN VILLAIN USING TOUMA AS THE HERO IN HIS OWN TWISTED STORY, THE BASTARD". I thought it'd be some subversion of expectations, true form, "That Was His Mistake!" shit. Trust me, it made a lot more sense in my head. I'm very happy that they didn't do that, as I grew to love having male Yuuka Kazami as my narrator, and when he was shown to be actually important by being friends with Yuri my mind was blown. And doubly so when I realized just how deeply necessary to the plot he really is.

Rintaro/Blades is up there as one of my all time favorite secondary Riders, since his curiosity is always consistently funny and adorable, his forms are all gorgeous and impressively designed, his relationships with Mei and Touma are absolutely sweet and compelling to see unfold, and his arcs about becoming willing to call out those he views as family and coming to terms with his feelings of inadequacy and both moving past and using them to strengthen himself are always great lessons to pass on to kids. ...even if they took like 10 goddamn episodes to be conveyed in what could've been 5, but hey, Takaya Yamaguchi does a stand-up job all throughout. Rider veteran Eitoku's refined, almost logical movements with the Suiseiken Nagare absolutely beautiful to see in action, and his final form having the same white and blue color scheme as Zooous's base form is an amazing touch I don't see appreciated enough.

Mei Sudo's also absolutely wonderful, serving as the perfect emotional core of the story, responsible for most of the funniest lines, sweetest character moments, and some of the most deceptively compelling drama. Asuka Kawazu brings the perfect energy for such a dynamic and well rounded character, and absolutely nails her scenes of quiet turmoil. As much as I would've loved her to become a Rider, I don't think she really needed to. She's already done so much to help, and as cool as it would've been to see her pick up a sword and fight alongside them as Espada, Calibur, or Falchion she's already endeared herself to me as one of my favorite supporting characters in the whole franchise.

I can't get enough of my homeboy Kento Fukamiya/Espada. Like Rintaro and everyone else for that matter, he also suffers from Saber's pacing issues; and like his predecessor Valkyrie from Zero-One, he doesn't get a proper upgrade aside from his Wonder Combo, instead becoming an anti-villain using a completely different powerset and shifting the Raimeiken Ikazuchi out of focus for the Ankokuken Kurayami, and I feel there's a serious missed opportunity to see him use Jaaku Dragon with Alangina. However, Ryo Aoki's performance is probably among the most easily praiseworthy in the whole cast, managing to convey both Kento's kind and knightly stoicism as Espada and his emotionally unstable despair as Calibur perfectly, in conjunction with Yuji Nakata's experienced and expressive stuntwork.

Ren Akamichi/Kenzan's a dark horse favorite for sure. I remember back when Saber was first picking up, people hated this breezy mad lad for being such a simple character at first. Overly concerned with strength? Black and white world view? Annoyingly energetic? Agh, real-feeling character flaws, I hate them, get him away from me! But then y'all came crawling back. Eiji Togashi's apparently a bit of a rookie actor, and it really shows with some stilted delivery and the way he sometimes bobs his head when giving his lines, but man he improves dramatically as the series goes on. His inexperience ironically ends up really selling his character development, and his unexpectedly beautiful relationship with Desast is special evidence of that. The Fuusouken Hayate's three modes and Satoshi Fujita putting them to excellent use through his stellar acrobatic movements are also really cool.

Why did Luna have to be a child for so long? Does Wonderworld not age whoever inherits its power? Well since Luna randomly becomes an adult in Super Hero Senki and some of the final episodes, I guess so? Miku Okamoto does a fine job for a kid actor, but she's basically done all the heavy lifting for the whole series and doesn't give Mayuu Yokota enough time to get a feel for her character as an adult. How did she choose Touma to inherit the power anyway? Does she just subconsciously decide to trust him with it upon seeing how kind and passionate about storytelling he is? Well if that's the case, why didn't Kento get at least some of that power too? He's just as important to the merchan- I mean Luna-chan, isn't he? Why did Tassel pick her over someone who isn't a literal child who'd be understandably terrified about basically becoming an embodiment of storytelling?

Sophia also kinda suffers from the same problems. Rina Chinen's voice is very pleasant to listen to, but she doesn't really do much beyond serving as a source of exposition and support. I think her dynamic with Mei's adorable, and given her kindness I can certainly understand the respect Northern Base has for her, but she doesn't really contribute a whole lot. If she could use the Kurayami and become Calibur all this time, then why didn't she take it from Kento and Yuri and do so earlier when Kento decided to go back to being Espada? I know she's not much of a fighter and as the closet thing the Sword of Logos has to a leader after Isaac's death I'd understand not wanting to put her at risk, but considering Storious is destroying the world, and she's very evidently kicking a lot of ass in the first part of the final battle even in the basic Jaaku Dragon form, I think it would've helped a lot, just sayin'. Tassel at least has the excuse of being unable to interact with the real world, but Sophia obviously didn't just be put in charge of Northern Base just because she's a pawn in Isaac's plans right?

Ryou Ogami/Buster is also a victim of the disjointed character focus. I have no problem believing he's an excellent father and fighter thanks to Yuki Ikushima and Jiro Okamoto, respectively, but he feels a bit flat and simple in comparison. His rivalry with Desast is randomly dropped, his wife doesn't even show up until the final episodes, he's kinda sidelined in terms of action a whole lot. I imagine that must've sucked for the Rider Dads out there. He does get to star in his own manga, and that was pretty good, so I guess I can't be too mad.

Tetsuo Daishinji/Slash fares better though. Hiroaki Oka, being a Kamen Rider fanboy himself, manages to make him among the most relatable characters in the series. Not only are his hyperfixation on swordsmithing and anxiety played surprisingly believably, Hirotsugu Mori letting him cut loose is extremely cathartic and hilarious, and you really feel for him when the Onjuuken Suzune becomes the first victim of Calibur!Kento's sword sealing.

Yuri/Saikou's another dark horse favorite, for me at least. "Oh great, Avalon guy's got even more merchandise to sell, I wonder what his Sword of Light is- it's himself. Well... that's different." I admit, I didn't like him at first. He felt like he was there to fill out character dynamics in the absence of both Rintaro and Kento, I thought his gimmick was too silly even if his design and jingles were bangers, I didn't particularly care for his power set. But then XSwordman came around I totally got it. He's an endearing, hard-working man trying his best to catch up on all the cool shit he missed, unafraid of experimentation, ready to throw down at a moment's notice, serving as a wonderful bit of consistent support for our heroes, a truly knightly individual, an absolute Chad. and goddamn does he make me worry. Tomohiro Ichikawa, I salute you good sir.

Even if they fall short compared to the rest of the cast, the Shindai siblings are at least cool enough to not wanna write out entirely. They kinda devolve into comic relief after they become allies, something that villainous Riders from Chase onwards are very prone to doing, and it's especially awkward in their case because I think that they kinda get off scot-free for obeying the obviously sinister and crazy Isaac for so long, as well as driving a wedge between a lot of people and threatening children in Reika's case. I think their sibling dynamic is nice though, even if Fukuda recycled it from Makoto and Kanon and has some... questionable possessive undertones as a result. It's cool how they're basically foils to Touma and Rintaro though. The dispassionate and methodical Reika/Sabela is beautifully played by Angela Mei and her moments of emotional depth are fascinating to watch. Her Rider form is a thing of beauty, and its use of literal the Eneiken Noroshi's smokescreens and Yuki Miyazawa's precise and deadly stinging strikes are a joy to watch. And while Ken Shonozaki's not given the best direction as the undercooked plate of 7-Eleven fried fish that is Ryoga/Durendal, he manages to sell him as an experienced and hardened warrior with an awkward side that's especially evident in the Zenkaiger specials. His goddamn RWBY weapon that is the Jikokuken Kaiji is absolutely sick, I'm a sucker for transforming weapons and its combination of time and water powers is really cool, especially with Yasuhiko Amai's deliberate and forceful acting in the suit.

Daichi Kamijo/the Second Calibur, for as brief as his story was, was a pretty cool starter villain. Hiroyuki Hirayama brings this poor bastard to life in a genuinely touching way. I love how as Calibur he goes full force on his creative use of Wonder Ride Books for attacks, and his debut as Jaou Dragon got my blood pumping. His end is also deeply tragic, and I really felt for him when he realized just how badly he fucked up. Hayato Fukamiya also does wonders for the backstory, and while he also doesn't get much to work with, Mitsuru Karahashi makes his regrets and love for Kento feel genuine.

Legeiel and Zooous are both very intimidating and entertaining villains. On top of being just the right balance of goofy and threatening, Kairu Takano and Koji Saikawa's stage presences are both very strong, and their mixture of camaraderie and in-fighting is extremely believable. Zooous's rivalry with Rintaro feels incredible to see through to the end, and although Legeiel doesn't get quite the same treatment, Elemental Dragon had such a cool debut that it more than makes up for it. Their final fights are also absolute spectacles. I don't think their sympathetic angle works even close to as well as it does with MetsubouJinrai or even the Gamma, but I get it, power corrupts, and you probably feel a lot of sadness and regret for things you've done when you die unless you're a right bastard.

Isaac/Master Logos/Solomon is kinda generic. As wonderful as Keisuke Soma is, he doesn't get much dimension to work with. The result of that is while he nails being as smug and punchable as possible, he feels almost... comically generic. Genta Umemori from Shinkenger was full of personality! He was also basically some guy, but he was fun, he felt connected to the rest of the cast! Meanwhile the only real time we get to see Isaac's depth is when we see him crying over his failures. I almost appreciate him being unapologetically evil though, since I've seen way too many shows where redeemed villains get off scot free for way worse things, and some where they outright demand you to sympathize with them despite them doing nothing to warrant it.

Bahato/Falchion surprises me by not just being a movie villain whose actions affect the main plot, but also being a movie villain who actually gets to appear in series as a recurring threat! ...and it's not a particularly great showing on his part, sadly. Masashi Taniguchi does a wonderful job with what he's given, but his character feels like a retread of Eternal without any of what made Katsumi Daido a compelling and frightening villain. I'd like to believe Yuri when he says that he used to be a good person and a hero to the people, but I can only hear so many anime villain monologues about the pointlessness of life and the beauty of destruction before I can never take them seriously again. ...I think that's his biggest problem, actually. I thought he was an overall uninteresting and generic villain in the movie, and the cartoon nihilist he's shown to be in series is only a small step up. He still feels like filler. If only there were a far better written and much cooler villain who takes on the Mumeiken Kyomu after his de--

Desast is probably one of the finest anti-villains I've ever seen in recent years. On top of an absolutely badass character design and the excellent combination of Kazuya Okada/Danki Sakae's suit work and Koki Uchiyama's stellar voice acting, his story being so thoroughly intertwined with Ren's makes their shared journey and bromance a borderline Shakespearean tragedy. His struggle for identity despite Storious treating him as nothing more than a failed experiment and the Sword of Logos treating him as a mere monster really gripped me, and the way he uses what little time he has left to encourage Ren into blossoming on his own is absolutely beautiful. I think his enmity with Ogami is criminally underexplored in series, considering he killed several of the previous Riders and how Ogami's in desperate need of screentime.

Then there's our main villain, Kamen Rider Storious. Robin Furuya brings an incredible amount of charisma to this character, expertly portrayed as both a sinister, manipulative bastard , and as a lonely, tragic figure that arguably makes him feel even more villainous. Speaking as a struggling writer myself, it's easy to feel stuck in the idea of "fuck it, who cares, maybe everything is predestined", but I can't imagine what it's like to know that as the truth and carry it with you for all that time. All of your grand ideas have roots from your experiences, and you're not the only one who even could have those experiences. It's easy to just fall into despair and give up trying, but would that make you happy? Sure, Storious is sadistic, he may be fulfilling his goals, he may be ungodly powerful... but it's not enough for him, is it? All of his friends are gone, one of them even at his own hand, he probably doesn't have any idea what to do after he destroys all the world's stories, Touma even reached his full power before he did, and his downfall is so predictable that even a blind person could see it. He even seems to welcome it, what's up with that? But then I realized... OH MY GOD, HE'S THE MAIN VILLAIN USING TOUMA AS THE HERO IN HIS OWN TWISTED STORY, THE BASTARD. He's so far gone, he's so desperate to stick it to the Almighty Book, he's willing to twist the archetype of the Hero's Journey so hard, it snaps in two. What I think is interesting is that he's ironically trying to chase the trend of "edgy superhero story" that became super popular in the 21st century. The Boys, Brightburn, Kamen Rider Amazons, The Sentry, No More Heroes, Magical Girl Site, even mainstream comics from DC and Marvel... Surely Storious must've seen the cruelty and tragedy these stories are filled with, but he chooses to go through with trying to force the world into this direction anyway. Did they, along with seeing the ever-popular tragedies of legendary playwrights and bleak satire of the twentieth century fuel his despair?

And yet... there's one who stands in determination against his ideals.

Our hero, Touma Kamiyama, the titular Kamen Rider portrayed by Syuichiro Naito and Kousuke Asai, he speaks to me on a personal level. There're plenty of jokes to be made about his procrastination in early chapters, his godless fashion sense, and him doing the funny run up the slope, that's all fine and dandy, but I rarely feel so connected to a character the way I did Touma. The struggle to create, find companionship, live your life, reach out to others... these're things a lot of people struggle with, and of course you see them depicted a lot in media about creators, but Saber gets to the root of what the greatest thing about storytelling really is. Giving people hope, while using the pain of the past as fuel for the future. Sure, Storious may be right about how every story has been done as far back as human civilization gets, he may even be right about how any spin or creativity humanity has is outright predestined. It should be pointless to even try, right? That's where Touma Kamiyama disagrees. He didn't spend all that time fighting and creating just to give up at the idea of predestination. His novel writing-fueled creativity in his early training, his devotion to his friends that let him surpass Kamijo as Dragonic Knight, his compassion for the Primitive Dragon that let him combine their powers to destroy Legeiel as Elemental Dragon, his resolve that let Xross Saber dethrone Solomon, and his passion for the craft of storytelling that let our heroes channel their wishes into Wonder Almighty... all stemming from the belief imparted onto him by his predecessor that "Hope lies beyond your resolution." And that you decide how your story ends. He may not be the greatest Rider to some, he may be as lame as others think he is, he may not even be my favorite, but I have no issue calling Touma Kamiyama... Kamen Rider Saber, one of the all time greatest carriers of the Kamen Rider name.

The final chapter's definitely not as great as some other Rider finales, but goddamn. Primitive Dragon consciously choosing to save Touma is so sweet and such a great emotional payoff, I loved jamming out to the opening theme while our boys lay the smackdown on Storious. Wonder Almighty's a fitting final bit to close the main series out with, if not exactly a great one. I think the cover is great, and the book's body is a lovely shade of candy apple red, but I really don't like how its pages are just the covers of the other books copy-pasted onto onto the pages, that feels lazy. Maybe if it were a panorama of all the books' characters, I'd like it a lot more as a symbol of how unified the Swordsmen are, but eh, what can you do? On a related note, does this mean all the "last episode extra final forms" of the Reiwa Era are gonna be named after their series's opening? That's a neat idea.

I felt a lot of feelings seeing all those video messages of Rider fans all across Japan talking about their favorite stories, and how their passion and fond memories help reshape the world. Mei's monologue at the ceremony about is also really touching and- IS THAT A HUMAGEAR!? :O

Y-yeah dude, it is! Wow, where have you guys been for the past 48 episodes?! Are you guys doing okay? How come you're like... the only one here? Is the technology of Hiden Intelligence only really that prevalent in that very specific metropolitan part of Japan and they're just not coming around much over here? Is it like Dragon Ball where anthropomorphic animals are just vibin' with humans while the heroes are off kicking ass? Apparently he's played by Hasegawa Keiichi, who wrote this episode and had the award ceremony named after him. ...is Hasegawa Keiichi a HumaGear in this universe then? Did he set up this award ceremony in Touma's honor? If so, why is it named after him? Did reading one of Touma's books lead to his Singularity? I know this is just a cameo, but... god, I have so many questions that probably will never be satisfactorily answered.

Overall, if I had to compare Saber to anything, it'd probably be Sam Reimi's Spider-Man trilogy. It's awkward, stupid, overwrought, undercooked, illogically written, scattershot, cheesy as fuck, and has a tendency to squander its otherwise fine execution; but the sheer passion for storytelling, sense of spectacle, deeply fascinating characters, and belief in the ideals set forth by the cast, crew, and fans are absolutely admirable. Improvements would certainly make it an overall better experience, to be sure, but there's something deeply captivating about how wonky this series is. Seeing everybody get their happy ending after all they've been through felt extremely gratifying though, and I may have to wait another for the epilogue to and then wait for Revice, but... man. I'm hella proud of our awkwardly-emoting, fashion disaster novelist and all of his heavily flawed friends for carrying the Kamen Rider name on to the future. Here's hoping Revice will keep it going.

Alright, that's everything I wanted to talk about. Sorry this was so long and ramble-y, I had a lot to say. I'll probably be liveblogging Revice as episodes of that come out, so... look forward to that, I guess. See ya.

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