#walt x jesse is REAL

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jesse and walt are so inherently queer-coded in their own little weird, power imbalanced, unsavory, toxic way.

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The moment Jesse realized he was dating Walter's son (Jesse Pinkman X Male Reader)

“Don’t be overprotective.”

“I’m not.”

“Y/N wants to introduce us if things are serious.”

Skyler wants the diner to go well, as she cooks dinner, her husband are setting the table. They’re finally getting introduced to Y/N’s boyfriend. They know their oldest son was in the dating scene, and wanted to be in a solid relationship before he introduces his boyfriend. And since this is the first and hopefully the only time, they wanted to get things right.

“I know. I know.” Walter reassures. “I won’t make a fuss.”

“Good. The way Y/N described him, he seems perfect. Let’s hope he isn’t lying.”

-

“Any tips for your parents to like me?”

In Jesse’s car, he and his boyfriend are driving towards a night where they meet Y/N’s parents. Since this is a serious relationship, he wants to impress his potential parents-in-law.

“Just be polite. Oh, and try to watch your language.”

“I will try.” Jesse says with a smile.

As he drives, he notices something familiar. They’re in the neighborhood Walter lives in, though he merely passes it off as a coincidence. That’s until Y/N gave directions to turn to the left, then the right… and then again, another time to the right. That’s when Jesse sees Walter’s house. For whatever, his gut is stirring up as the thought of Y/N being Walter’s son, but he writes it off as paranoia. That’s until Y/N said one simple thing.

“Here it is.”

Jesse’s eyes are wide open as he parks the car in front of the house. He can’t believe this is real. He knew Walter had three children, two older sons and one baby girl. And yet, of all the guys he met and got in a relationship with, it got to be Walter White’s child.

Y/N notices there is something wrong with Jesse. “Got cold feet?”

“My stomach is feeling well.” Jesse quickly thinks of an excuse to leave, without making his motivations obvious.

“Are you that scared of meeting my parents?” Y/N says with a smug smirk, not knowing that Jesse met his father before. “It’s sweet you worry about first impressions, but don’t be a pussy and let’s go.”

The son is the first one getting out of the car, following up with Jesse. As they both walk beside each other towards the front door, Jesse thinks through his mind any possible ways he can avoid this. However, without making a fuss about it, he can’t think of something. And thus, standing in front of the door, with Y/N knocking on the door, he awaits a death glare by Walter.

“They’re here.” Skylar says when she hears the door.

She leaves the kitchen, and together with Walter and their other son get in front of the door. When the blonde opens the door, Walter makes sure to put on his kind face, only to drop it when he locks eyes on Jesse. It doesn’t take long to realize that Y/N’s boyfriend is Jesse, his partner in crime. Scared eyes are looking back at him. However, the remaining three people don’t know the deal between them.

“Hi, it’s so nice to meet you.” Skyler puts out her hand with Jesse quickly snapping out of thoughts to shake it. “I’m Skyler. This is my husband, Walter and our second son, Walt Jr.”

“I-I’m Jesse.” The blonde tries to sound like he regularly does, but he can’t help but sound shaky. “Nice to meet you.”

“Well, get in. Dinner is almost ready.” Skyler kindly stands as to have her guest get in.

As Jesse enters the house, he can feel a death glare by Walter. Jesse dreads the next time he encounters his partner in crime, expecting the very least a slap.

They sit down at the dining table, where Jesse is sitting besides his boyfriend. Opposite of Jesse is Walter and next to him his other son. As they wait for the food, Y/N can see his father glare at his boyfriend.

“Dad, is something wrong?”

Walter quickly thinks of a way to sabotage their relationship and thought of something. “Jesse Pinkman. I thought I recognize you.”

“You two know each other?” Y/N looks back at his boyfriend.

“Yes, he was one of my students.” Walter clarifies. Jesse has a gut feeling what’s he’s up to but doesn’t know exactly what. “I can’t believe I forgot you. I remember you being quite infamous.”

Jesse merely let out an awkward laugh. “I changed my ways.”

“Really? Did you go to rehab for your drug problem?”

“Dad!” Y/N yells.

“It’s alright.” Jesse assures. “I was a junkie, but I matured.”

Luckily for Jesse, the conversation changes when Skyler appears with the food. After putting the plates in front of everyone, they begin digging in.

“So, Jesse, how about you tell something about yourself?”

“I've been thinking a lot about the future lately. I want to do something meaningful; you know? Maybe help kids who are struggling like I did, show them there's a way out, that they can make something of themselves."

“That sound very noble.” Skyler looks impressed.

“Jesse is great with kids.” Y/N adds. “But he also has a neck for art and wood working.” He then pulls out his phone to show something to his parents. As they curiously look at the phone, they see Jesse’s artwork. “He’s a freelancer, and a real good one.”

“You’re really good.” Skyler compliments Jesse.

“Thank you.” The blonde smiles.

“I’m impressed. I always thought you were going to end up in a dump.”

“Walter.” Skyler give a light jab to her husband. “Wait, what do you mean with always.”

“You don’t know. He was one of my students.” Walter replies. “And to think he ended up with my son. If anything, I thought you were going to end up with a milf?”

Skyler looks confused. “What’s a-?” That’s when she remembers the entire incident with Walter and Jesse, remembering the website she visited before confronting the junkie.

As Skyler looks back at Jesse with her mouth half open, Jesse awkwardly avoids their eyes. Y/N can tell the air is heavy, now regretting introducing Jesse entirely. Even Walt Jr. feels awkward.

“This food is really good mom.” Walt Jr. merely says, trying to make the situation less heavy.

-

Nobody really spoke the rest of the dinner. Things became really quiet after Skyler remember who Jesse really is. To be honest, Jesse expected things to be worse, with screaming and fighting, but he supposes that happens later next time he meet up with Walter. As they eat, the blonde looks back at his boyfriend, who looks upset of how the night is going, but doesn’t speak up about it. He even tries to mask it, but Jesse can tell he isn’t doing well. Thus, he speaks up.

“I know I haven’t been the best person in the past. I don’t really care what other people thought, and how my addiction affected them. But I changed… and I want to keep better myself.” Jesse looks back at Y/N. “Especially for the man who I love.” Y/N gives a soft smile in respond. “That’s why I ask you, please, don’t do this against your son. He’s the best guy I ever know, and I keep thinking ‘I don’t deserve this guy.’ I’m still surprised that someone like me could end up with someone so kind, generous and loyal. I ain’t expecting you to like me instantly but give me a chance to redeem myself.”

No one respond at first. To everyone’s surprise, it is Walt Jr. who speaks up. “I think we should give him a chance. Y/N isn’t the guy to bother with douchebags.” Y/N smiles at his little brother when hearing that.

Skyler and Walter look back at each other, with the man still insisting his grudge against Jesse. Skyler however eases up.

“I trust you to make the right choice, Y/N, even if it means dating the guy you want.”

“Thanks mom.” Y/N then looks back at his father. “Dad?”

Walter looks back at Jesse, merely staring at him, wanting to know what he’s going to say he doesn’t really mean it. “I agree with your mom.”

-

Jesse knew it’s only a matter of time before he gets Walter’s wrath. He just didn’t expect it in the morning when he opens the door. When he sees his partner, the blonde quickly become fully awake and tries to close the door, though Walter put his foot in front of the door.

“Not so fast.” The man then pushes the door, getting Jesse jump back in fear. As Walter walks over to him, Jesse avoids him by getting on the other side of his couch. “Out of everyone-!”

“You think I went like ‘You know what? How about I fuck with Walter’s son?’” Walter chases Jesse around the living room, who runs around in circles. “It was a coincidence!”

“Do you really I’m stupid enough to believe this is a coincidence?!”

“There’s a reason people made the word!” Jesse responds. He quickly jumps aside as Walter tries to capture him. “We just met at the convenience store. And it’s not like we started hooking up.”

“Oh, nice you didn’t fuck my son instantly.” Walter responds with snark. He stops chasing Jesse when considered something. “Don’t tell me you fucked him…”

Jesse awkwardly looks back, solidifying Walter’s answer. “I could tell you that…”

“I’m going to kill you!”

As Walter continues to chase Jesse, the father didn’t realize that someone else is in the house, until he speaks up.

“What the fuck!? Dad!?” Walter stops and looks back to see Y/N standing in his bathrobe, just entered the living room. “What the hell are you doing!?”

“I implore you to not see this junkie anymore.” Walter demands. “He only brings bad things to the table.”

“Bad things? Dad, he’s one of the biggest reasons why I’m happy right now.” Y/N gets pass Walter to get in front of Jesse. “I have finally someone who I can trust my fears with, that isn’t you or mom or Walt. I can finally confide with someone that I can talk about the past year. Why can’t you accept that Jesse is good for me?” Walter remains quiet, merely sneering at Jesse. “Dad, I love him. He’s one of the best things in my life, and I don’t want to lose him.”

Although still pissed off Jesse, Walter still feels sorry of how he acted in front of his son. He remembers very well how depressed his son got after discovering his father has cancer. All he wished is to have him smile, and now he can do that, by allowing Jesse to be a part of his life.

“You truly mean what you said?”

“Yes.”

It takes some seconds before Walter admits his fault. “Very well. If he means that much to you, then I won’t make a problem out of it.”

“Thanks dad.” Though grateful, Y/N remains stoic. “…Can you go? We talk later.”

“Yes.” Y/N opens the door to allow Walter to leave. As he steps outside, he looks back, with his son glaring at him, while Jesse remains a bit anxious. “Talk to you later.” With that, the door closes.

-

Jesse isn’t certain how things go with Walter next time they cook together. And when the time comes, he’s anxious to find out what’s going to happen. When they arrive at the lab, he sees Walter already in his suit. Though before they’re going to cook, Walter stands in front of Jesse, who tries his best to stand his ground.

“Tell me the truth. Y/N isn’t someone you fuck around with?”

“No.” Jesse responds. “I tell ya the truth when I say I love him.”

Walter quietly hums. “Break his heart or hurt him, I promise I will do far worse against you.” He turns around to walk to his equipment.

Jesse thought about what he said, only thinking this is the closest thing Walter would say he’s okay with seeing Y/N. “Does that mean I can see Y/N?”

“Like I said, hurt him, I will do much worse against you.”

For whatever reason, even though it’s a threat, this is probably the best outcome Jesse could’ve got.

[evewritingsteve]

wrong place, wrong time

jesse pinkman x reader warnings: kidnapping, normal breaking bad stuff

summary: You are Lydia's daughter, and just so happen to be kidnapped by Mike. Takes place in the episode before they do the train heist

note: not my best but i needed to get this concept out of my head, enjoy xx

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“Well Lydia, we’ve got the kid so I suggest you come out of hiding and talk this out like the adults we are. You got 4 hours to get over here or little miss y/n gets to meet an unpleasant end. Your choice.” You hear the man hang up the phone, sighing a little. “Well y/n, let’s hope your mother has a little empathy for her secret daughter.” 

You’d reply, and say you weren’t really a secret, just the result of a teen pregnancy, but the gag in your mouth unfortunately stifled any smart remarks. Maybe it was for the best, you didn’t have the best danger meter. Opening your mouth would probably get you hurt. 

But you weren’t hurt, surprisingly, despite the circumstances. Being kidnapped automatically brought your brain to violence, but so far, they hadn’t been overly rough. Certainly not nice, but no harm had been done. You thanked whoever was listening for that. You were hoping this was all for ransom, that your mom would pay, you’d walk out of this fine, and this whole thing would be a terrific story to take back to graduate school. 

Hopefully. 

You were bound to a chair, rope chafing your arms and legs. You wiggled again, hoping for some give. From what you gathered about the kidnappers, they were old as shit. One sounded too anxious and the other just sounded annoyed. At first you had been terrified, but as the adrenaline wore off you felt yourself growing more annoyed than anything. 

You’d been in the chair for hours, and the phone call the first man made was one of the first times you had heard them speak in hours. You were bored. You’d think being kidnapped would be more action and less anxious waiting. Not that you were complaining. 

You hear a door open and steps making their way closer. 

“Yo who the fuck is this?” A younger male voice cuts through the silence. 

Another one? Jesus. 

“Change of plans,” the annoyed older man speaks and you desperately try to see through the cloth covering your eyes. “Can’t find Lydia but her daughter was there so now here we are.” 

“Her daughter? What yo we’re fucking kidnapping random people now?” 

“Jessie!” The anxious one yells and the room goes silent. 

“Both of you, outside, now.” 

So the younger one was Jessie. You definitely weren’t supposed to know that. You hear them leave and somehow the silence is scarier now than when they were in the room. You close your eyes. God mom, you better have a ransom money stash. 

-

“What the hell was that? Saying Jessie’s name? You’re going to get us caught Walter!” Mike jabs his finger into Walt’s chest, fuming. 

“I didn’t ask to kidnap an innocent college student Mike! This- this is insane! What are we doing?” 

“Yeah what are we doing?” Jessie throws his hands up, still clueless. 

“Lydia planted that tracker on the methylamine. When I went to her house to have a little talk Lydia was gone. She knew I was onto her and decided to run, but her daughter just so happened to be there. I’ve dealt with Lydia before. She’s skittish. So we take her daughter to get her to come talk to us so we can put an end to this ordeal.” 

“So what, this chick is our hostage now or what?” 

“Yes Jesse. As soon as Lydia gets here we’ll cut her loose and deal with the real problem. The kid is just collateral that we have to deal with now. As long as she doesn’t see our faces this doesn’t have to end with anybody’s death but Lydia’s. Capisce?” 

“Fuck. Alright I guess.” Jessie puts his hands on his head, following Mike when he gestures for them to go back in. 

When they open the door, they all stop. Lydia was already there, undoing the last rope holding you to the chair. You both stop and look up when you hear the door, slightly panicked. 

So much for the blind. 

“Mike what the hell? My daughter?” Lydia stands, helping you do the same. Your eyes are wide as you scan the 3 men’s faces, growing more confused by the minute. Your mom knew these people? What the fuck is she involved with? 

The one that you’re going to assume is Mike, makes his way over to your mom, grabbing her arm and throwing her on to the chair you were previously occupying, dragging her and the chair to a nearby table. You jump out of the way, Mike ignoring your mom’s protests, pulling out handcuffs and locking her to the table. 

“You,” He points at you, grabbing the gun on his waistband, “Stand next to her and don’t move or I swear it’ll be your last.” 

You make your way over, giving your mom a questioning and slightly terrified look. 

“Jesus Lydia you just had to make this harder on me.” 

“Mike we can talk this out but let my daughter go. I didn’t plant that tracker, I swear to God, she knows nothing of this just please, let her leave.” 

“Mom-” 

“She’s seen our faces, Mike, we can’t just let her go with that information!” The other older man speaks up. The younger one puts his head in his hands. It seemed clear to you that he was dragged into this, and for some reason that put you at ease a bit. They all begin to argue with each other, and you glance at your mom again. 

“She’ll get on a plane right now.” 

They all pause. 

“She’s doing graduate school abroad, she can get on a plane right now and be out of the country in a few hours. Please Mike, she barely knows anything right now, definitely not enough to put you guys away. Just, please Mike.” 

“Mom I can’t leave yo-” 

“Shut up Lydia.” Mike thinks for a while. He didn’t want to kill you. He saw his granddaughter in you and knows he would never forgive himself if he had to kill you to save himself. It was risky, but something told him you really wouldn’t say anything. 

“Alright Lydia. We’ll take her to the airport. But you need to understand one thing,” he turns to you, “I have people everywhere y/n. The second you open your mouth, I’ll know. And then it’s game over for you and everyone you love.” 

You think of your little sister and suddenly realize you’re going to have to take this to the grave. Not that you even knew the entire story, it felt like you walked into the middle of a show and missed all the important parts. But still. Silence was the only answer. 

You simply nod your head in response. 

“Jessie, I would like you to take this young lady to the airport, buy yourself a ticket so you can wait at the gate with her and make sure she gets on the plane. Come back here after. Lydia, you’re gonna make a little call for us.” Mike tosses Jessie the keys, along with a pair of handcuffs. 

“Are these for her?” He gestures to the handcuffs and then to me. If it weren’t for the situation at hand, you might have blushed. 

Mike gives him a look and Jessie almost rolls his eyes. “Alright man shit.” 

He makes his way over to you, mumbling an apology that confuses you even more. It seemed like Mike was the only serious one here, the other two almost acted like they were hostages too. You feel the handcuffs tighten, and you give your mom a final glance. 

“Mom?” 

“It’ll be okay I’ll call okay?” A pit sits in your stomach at the expression on her face, so you try to give her a small smile, not trusting your voice. You really hope she didn’t get herself into something she can’t control. Jessie gives you a small nudge and you can’t fight the tears that fill your eyes. 

-

Once you’re in the car, Jesse says something about the handcuffs looking suspicious and takes them off. You grab at your wrists and flinch as the car is locked from the inside. At this point reality was setting in hard. Now that your safety seemed more or less intact, you were nauseous over the thought of your mom still down there for God knows what. 

The car starts moving and your breathing becomes shallow. Jesse takes notice and steals a glance at you. 

“Hey, it’s gonna be alright okay?” It didn’t even sound like he believed his own words. 

“What the fuck.” Is all you can reply. “What the actual fuck?” You laugh a little, about to go into hysterics over the entire thing. 

Jessie looks at you, even more concerned. He had been through some shit and the only time he laughed was when he was really about to lose it. You're trying to control your breathing, and he feels bad, but he can’t help but notice how pretty you are. He can’t believe that you somehow got wrapped into this. It didn’t seem right. He feels horrible. 

At this point you're no longer laughing, just sniffling and trying to stop yourself from sobbing. 

“What are they going to do to my mom?” You look at Jessie. You were never close with your mom, she was distant and cold but always provided for you. She was your mom at the end of the day. Despite being in boarding schools most of your childhood, she was always there when you came home to visit. She couldn’t just be taken from you like that. “What about my sister? What will she do?” 

“You have a sister?” He sounds surprised. You faintly wonder if you should just shut your mouth, and not volunteer anymore information, but some part of you feels like Jessie isn’t going to use this information maliciously. Still, you don’t respond. 

“Listen, I promise nothing will happen to your mom.” 

“How can you possibly promise that?” 

He goes silent and you realize that he probably can’t make that promise. 

The rest of the car ride is silent and you spend some of it observing him. He seems almost shy, despite the rough exterior and style he possesses. For a split second, you wonder if, in different circumstances, you two would have crossed paths and been friends. Maybe flirted. The reasonable part of your brain stomps that out, and politely reminds you that he was somehow involved in your kidnapping. 

The car rolls to a stop at the drop off spot. Once again, you’re confused. 

“Don’t you have to come in with me? You can’t park here.” 

He looks at you, slightly startled. He half expected you to jump out of the car and run to the nearest security guard. He spent half the ride preparing for his life to be over because of the pretty daughter of a criminal. “Oh, uh, I guess I didn’t think of that.” 

You stare at him for a beat. 

“I won’t run to tell anyone. Honestly getting out of America as soon as I can sounds nice right now for what it’s worth.” 

He turns in the driver's seat, fully looking at you for the first time. 

“I know.” 

“You believe me?” 

“I’m a shit kidnapper huh?” 

Despite the situation, you find yourself laughing a little. 

“Sort of.” 

You both sit for a minute until he raises a hand to scratch his head sheepishly. “Look uh, you can just go. I think it’ll be weird if I buy a ticket and don’t get on the plane.” 

You looked at him, shocked that he was actually agreeing to let you go.

“Oh, okay,” you go to open the door, pausing to look at him one last time. “For what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re a real bad guy. It just seems like you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” You give him a small smile, leaving without waiting for a response. 

You run across the street, nearly missing an impatient car. You feel like you’re on autopilot as you step through the automatic doors, trying to find the nearest help desk to book a flight. Your brain was in override, trying to make sense of everything that happened. You only hoped that once you landed, your mom would answer the phone and everything would be okay. 

You almost gave in when you saw a security personnel walking by, but thought of Jessie. You couldn’t explain it, but you knew going to the authorities would somehow cause more harm than good. You only hoped that Jessie’s sincerity was real. 

-

Jessie watched as you ran to the doors, seeming more dazed than scared like he imagined you should be. He didn’t understand your final words to him, he was implicated in your fucking kidnapping for fucks sake. But there you were, saying that he wasn’t a bad guy. A car honked behind him, pulling him from his thoughts. He put the car in gear, making his way back to the shitshow he really didn’t want a part of. 

He picks his phone up when he hears the familiar ringtone. 

“Yo.” 

“Jessie, is she gone?” 

“Yeah, we’re good. What’s going on?” 

“We have to rob a train.” 

Oh fuck. 

-

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Psycho Analysis: Walter White

(WARNING! This analysis contains SPOILERS!)

I went back and forth on whether or not to just review the entire series or just do a Psycho Analysis, but the more I thought about it, the more the answer was clear to me: It has to be a Psycho Analysis. Much like American Psycho, any discussion of Breaking Bad is inevitably going to center around Walter White. It is his story, after all.

And what a story it is! Walter White is one of the single greatest villains in all of modern media, and Breaking Bad is a masterclass character study of just the sort of man he is. He’s egotistical, he’s fragile, he’s toxic, he’s monstrous, he’s sympathetic, he’s irredeemable, he’s still got a spark of humanity left even to the very end… Walter is an incredibly complex character, and maybe I can’t do him justice with this analysis, but by God am I gonna try.

Motivation/Goals: From the very start of the series, Walter makes the claim that his transformation from school teacher to drug kingpin was motivated by a desire to provide for his family once he inevitably dies from cancer. And I think on some level this is true; Walter does care about his family in a very twisted, possessive way. He wants their respect and adoration, he wants to be their sole provider, their knight in shining armor who gives them the life he thinks they deserve. But even early on you can see the cracks in this claim, and as the series progresses other characters like Jesse question this motivation. I mean, if his goal really was to provide for his family, he could have stopped with what he had at many, many points before getting entangled with Gus.

Ultimately, the final season really cements what Walt did everything for: Himself. As Walt himself says to Skyler in the finale, “I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it. And... I was... really... I was alive.” After  five seasons of weaving the most impressive web of lies ever seen, this impressive moment of honesty in his final meeting with his ex-wife really shows that everything we saw was Walt living through some epic power fantasy to comfort himself in what he presumed were his dying days. He was trying to reclaim a life he felt was stolen to him, a life his ego demanded was owed to him.

Performance: Bryan Cranston would have been seen as the a very unlikely pick back in the day, seeing as his most famous role was as the charming bumbling father Hal on Malcolm in the Middle. But Vince Gilligan had worked with him on The X-Files episode “Drive,” and he knew better than the rest of us I’d say. I think the true brilliance of Walt comes from Cranston subverting what we expect because of Hal; Walt is similar to Hal in a lot of ways, and it is ultimately these similarities that make how Walt darkly subverts what we know Cranston best for all the more shocking. Of course, Walt still gets plenty of goofy moments, from his slapstick moments in “Fly” to the ridiculous faces Walt ends up making thanks to Cranston’s mouth acting. It’s just a stellar performance all around, and one that rightfully catapulted Cranston to the A-list.

Final Fate: From episode 1, it is pretty much a given that Walt is going to die. So the question really isn’t ever, “Will Walt make it out of the series in one piece?” The real question is, “How will Walt die?”

The answer ends up being “Going out in a final blaze of glory and trying to write some of his wrongs.” In the finale, Walt manages to set his family up for life (without them ever realizing the truth), be honest with his wife for once, say farewell to his infant daughter, give the location of Hank and Gomez’s bodies so there can be some closure and so Skyler can be safe from prosecution, free Jesse from his enslavement to the Nazis and kill them all in the process, and oh yeah he also slipped the paranoid bitch Lydia ricin while she wasn’t looking. He’s fatally wounded in the process and then is rejected when he asks Jesse to kill him, but he manages to spend his final moments surrounded by the tools needed to make his special brand of meth.

Ultimately, Walt died surrounded by the things he truly loved most in the world, even if he also died alone and alienated from everyone he ever cared about. And yet, he never truly faces consequences for his actions, dying and leaving Jesse and Saul to deal with the aftermath in their spin-off movie and show respectively. As the script says when the police finally arrive in the final moments:

They're too late. He got away.

Best Episode: “Ozymandias,” and it’s not even close. The following two episodes are incredible and the catharsis of “Felina” is incredible, but the sheer brutal misery of “Ozymandias” and Cranston’s performance therein is the stuff legends are made of. Walt begging for Hanks life and his memetic reaction when Hank is killed,  the monstrously cruel taunting of Jesse before letting him be enslaved by Nazis, his fight with Skyler… But the most powerful and heartwrenching moment, at least for me, is when he has kidnapped his infant daughter Holly and is trying to comfort her, only for her to begin saying “Mama” over and over. In this instance, Walt truly realizes how deeply he has destroyed everything he claimed to be working for and, in one of the few good decisions in the series, returns Holly. There’s a reason this is the most acclaimed episode of the series.

Best Quote: Walt’s two best known quotes are his “I am the danger” speech and his “Say my name” demand, and on the surface both of these are incredibly badass quotes from our villain protagonist. But when you look below the surface, they reveal a lot about Walt as a character.

The former quote shows just how fragile and deluded Walt is. In it, he claims he’s the one who knocks, that he’s the one who people should fear… and yet, he’s taking credit for something he forced Jesse to do. Jesse is the one who killed Gale on Walt’s orders, and yet here Walt is acting like he’s the ultimate badass force of nature. Keep in mind this is the same man who has a silent hissy fit and essentially screws himself out of getting away with his crimes scot free because someone else might have gotten credit for said crimes.

The latter quote is simpler, in that it simply showcases the real reason Walt does what he does plainly: To inflate his ego. He demands to be called by his cool gangster persona nickname during a drug deal and responds with a “You’re goddamn right” when said name is validated because Walt is essentially an immature manchild who seeks constant validation for his criminal activities despite being one of the dumbest fucking criminals in the world, one who only ever succeeds because he is so lethally stupid as to be unpredictable to the seasoned criminals around him.

There is one quote, however, that is legitimately badass and chilling: The short, simple “I won.” Because in that moment, having killed both Gus and Hector and obliterated one of the most massive drug enterprises in New Mexico out of fear, anger, and spite, Walt actually is every bit the badass mastermind he believes himself to be.

Final Thoughts & Score: Walt is, in a word, incredible.

As the protagonist of the show, we get to see his descent into villainy and all that entails, and it is quite a ride. Now, I do believe that his Heisenberg persona didn’t come from nowhere, and that Walt always had these urges buried away in the darkest part of himself; early episodes show his toxic masculinity slipping through the cracks on several occasions, and even before he commits his truly evil deeds he has moments of unrelenting cruelty, such as forcing his son to continue to drink. But with that being said, I kind of reject the notion that he entirely jumps off the slippery slope so soon.

The first few seasons, most of his evil actions come from a place you can understand. Oh, he kills Krazy 8? The man was a violent drug dealer who was going to murder him in retaliation, hard to fault him there. He let Jane choke to death? She was trying to blackmail him, it’s a dick move but it’s understandable. He sends Jesse to assassinate Gale? I mean, it’s kind of extra but it saved their asses from Gus for a bit… But even then, watching through this, it becomes harder and harder to accept Walt’s rationales and let him slide. Walt’s constant abuse and gaslighting of Jesse really loses him sympathy, as does his treatment of Skyler, but then you get to him doing things like killing Mike just because the man wounded his pride and then teaming up with Neo Nazis to assassinate people in prison, and it’s hard to feel to sorry when the guy is stuck in a cabin with nothing but two copies of Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium for several months.

Going back to Walt’s toxic masculinity, I think he might even be more impressive than Gaston at showcasing this negative trait. Literally everything Walt does is motivated by some sort of latent machismo. There’s the obvious one, the fact he has to provide for his family, only he can do it, but there’s also more subtle things like how he clearly feels emasculated by his son’s respect for his brother-in-law Hank. Then of course there’s his creepy emotional manipulation and abuse of Skyler in the aftermath of her finding out the truth about him, and his numerous childish outbursts when she rejects him due to his lies and schemes (remember the roof pizza?) and Walt really is the embodiment of fragile egos and toxic masculinity.

Then there’s his relationship with Jesse. Dear god. It is one of the most twisted forms of love ever put to film. There is no doubt in my mind Walt loves Jesse as the son he wishes Flynn could be, because while Flynn is undyingly loyal up until he learns the truth, he’s not nearly as malleable as Jesse is. Walt loves Jesse because he can undermine and control him, manipulate and mold him as he sees fit. But deep under the evil surface, I think there is some genuine care for the boy. There are moments, especially before he allows Jane to die, where Walt seems to genuinely value his relationship with Jesse, and in the end Walt does save him (though he was perfectly willing to let Jesse die before he saw the state he was in). It really is one of the most disturbing relationships you could conceive of.

I could carry on for hours about Walt, but long story short: He is one of the single greatest villains of all time. His complex relationships with other characters that inevitably drag all those characters down with him are endlessly fascinating to watch, and Walt himself is incredibly compelling even as the actions he commits become more cruel and heinous. He is a modern masterpiece, and deserves no less than an 11/10. Every TV villain protagonist desperately wants to be Walter White, but it’ll be a long time before any can even come close to accomplishing half of what Breaking Bad did (the only thing that rivals it is its own spin-off after all, but that’s a story for another time). Walter White truly is one of the greatest villains ever conceived, and what’s more, one of the greatest characters ever made.

Bravo, Vince. You did a good job with this one.

[darkangel1791]

Disney Called “Woke” for Latest Pride Collection

Posted on February 13, 2024 by Jess Colopy

https://insidethemagic.net/2024/02/disney-pride-tissues-kleenex-backlash-jc1/

The Walt Disney Company is under fire once again for its support of the LGBTQIA+ community. This time, right-wing social media users are outraged about rainbow Mickey Mouse tissue packaging, a collaboration with Kleenex for Pride Month.

The last few years were ripe with culture wars against Disney. Of course, conservatives were never happy about Pride Month merchandise at the Disney parks and on shopDisney. But the real battle began in 2022 when former Disney CEO Bob Chapek denounced Florida Governor Ron DeSantis’s Parental Rights in Education Act (“Don’t Say Gay”). The former Republican presidential candidate passed legislation to dissolve a special governing district held by Walt Disney World Resort, leading to a months-long legal battle.

Despite the outrage, Disney continued to support the LGBTQIA+ community. They renamed “Rainbow Mickey” merchandise to Disney Pride, marking the first time the company officially acknowledged the collection’s connection to Pride Month. Alongside donating to LGBTQIA+ non-profit organizations throughout June, they announced that they would release Disney Pride merchandise year-round.

Walt Disney Animation Studios, Pixar, and Marvel have consciously worked toward LGBTQIA+ representation in films and Disney+ shows. The animated show Baymax! featured a transgender man offering advice on period products, and Strange World (2022) starred a gay teenager.

Kleenex Thailand teamed up with Disney for a rainbow tissue collection last June. The initial advertisement and release garnered little attention online until this month when conservative mega-influencer Libs of TikTok noticed it:

Disney partnered with Kleenex to go all in on LGBTQ propaganda. @Kleenex designed special LGBTQ pride tissue packaging with @Disney themed designs.

"You can’t even blow your nose without having LGBTQ propaganda shoved in your face.

Imagine being so oppressed and marginalized…"

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— Libs of TikTok (@libsoftiktok) February 4, 2024

The account shared two anonymously submitted photos of mini-tissue packs with rainbow Mickeys and a shortened version of this television ad:

Libs of TikTok neglected to mention that the Disney x Kleenex Pride collection was exclusively available in Thailand, nor did the account note the video’s age. Commenters were outraged, with many again accusing the House of Mouse of turning “woke.”

Credit: @LibsofTikTok via X (formerly Twitter)

“We should start making a list of companies that didn’t go woke and conservatives can start supporting them over woke companies,” said @RedWave_Press. “Companies need conservatives or they will lose millions of dollars.”

— RedWave Press (@RedWave_Press) February 4, 2024

“Disney was once a great American Icon, now it is nothing but a woke propaganda machine,” @Old_SchoolEddie wrote.

— Old School Eddie (@Old_SchoolEddie) February 4, 2024

“Oh how Disney has fallen.. Watching the total decay and self inflicted destruction of a once iconic brand that represented families no longer exists,” @LucyRiles replied. “It’s sad and so very disappointing.”

— Lucy Riles (@LucyRiles) February 4, 2024

© 2005–2024 JAK Schmidt, Inc. All rights reserved.

[hotdadlicense]

open blorbo season, answer for whoever 🩷💚💙💜💐🌸

loren i love you <3 okay im gonna do maybe daryl and eddie also gonna do jesse pinkman cos i'm currently rewatching breaking bad

🩷 why are they your favorite?

daryls my fav becos i dont even know. he's bitchy he's hotheaded he's a comedian without even trying he tries so fucking hard he's emotional as shit???? i just love him okay i can't even explain it's just how i exist as a person these days

eddie? he's soooooooooooooooooo. so fun. like he's got fucking emotions and he's like well obviously we bury those but then they explode out and he's like well. maybe i can be the most therapised bitch in the bar. he's literally comedy king and he's sooooo good. his heart!!!!! the love he has for his son and for his family and his team!!!!!!!

jesse!!!!!! jesse is literally like. heart of fucking GOLD okay he cares SO MUCH!!!!!!! like it doesn't matter how much walt's fucked him over, the way jesse was so fucking genuinely happy when walt told him he was in remission!!!!!! the way when jesses thinks he loses the drugs and knows that walt will literally kill him, he doesn't lie, doesn't try to hide it, doesn't even pretend for even a second that it's anyone elses fault, he literally calls mr white straight away and is like i fucked up!!!!! i lost it!!!!! it's on me!!!!!!!!! and god. the way literally everyones just like. fucking abandons him and tells him to get his fucking life together but the second he reaches out and asks for help they're like. no. but he never fucking stops trying!!!!!!! this rewatch it ruining me i havn't even reached s3 yet

💚 what are your favorite added rep headcanons for them?

bi daryl obviously. i was gonna be like tragic past but thats not even a headcanon.

eddie = gay. like what he had with shannon was real and he was big in love with her but also. gay.

jesse????? i don't even know. i'm too emotional to even think about that rn. bisexual is always fun though

💙 what's a popular headcanon for them that you adore?

feel like i have headcanons for all these peoiple but now that you're putting me on the spot im like. well my mind is Empty.

💜 'put that guy into situations' or 'take that guy out of situations'?

daryl and eddie = put that guy into situaltions.

jesse = take him out of situations for the love of god he's suffered enough

💐 what are your favorite poly ship(s) for them, if any?

daryl: there is like no fic for it but i do enjoy the idea of rick/daryl/michonne especially in 6.10 where rick and michonne are on the couch and michonnes like. where's daryl. i just think it wouldve been fun if that night went a little differently, although i adore rick/michonne as is ksfhks also ofcourse daryl/jesus/aaron. hell yeah.

eddie: i mean. now that tommy's on the scene....... eddie/buck/tommy lets Go also i've read a eddie/buck/taylor and i was like omg i love it here?

jesse: part of me wants to say jesse/skinny pete/badger but apart of me's like. do i? feel like they're more platonic for me than romantic but like. if someone linked me i would 100% read it.

🌸 what are your favorite mono ship(s) for them, if any?

daryl: daryl x rick, daryl x beth, daryl x connie, daryl x jesus, daryl x aaron, daryl x billy

eddie: eddie x buck

jesse: jesse x andrea

[rnebbie]

My kid. (Request)

Jesse pinkman x teen!reader, Jesse pinkman x platonic!reader, Jesse pinkman x sister!reader.

Request description: Can i get a Jesse pinkman x platonic teen reader where the reader is like a little sister to him and something bad/dangerous is going down so he has to bring her with him to make sure shes safe and she meets Walt. I just think it would be hilarous to see Walt just like 😐??? "Who tf is this"

Requested by: anonymous

Warnings: mention of parent neglect/abuse but nothing vulgar!!! I think that’s all lmk if I’m incorrect

(A/n): omg is this the first thing I’ve written that isn’t marvel related :0 well when I was littler, like thirteen or something I wrote the walking dead stuff LOL but we do not talk about that. Anyways sorry This is so short! I literally started writing it immediately after I read the request in my ask box so it’s only been like an hour in the working but it got me writing so wtv… anon I hope it lives up to ur expectations thank U SO MYCH FOR THIS AND PLEASE SEND ME MORE. NO KIDDING SEND ME LIEK FIFTEEN AT A TIME. ACTUALLY PLZ YOURE DOING ME A FAVOR LMFAOOO also if ur in my usual Taglist read the afternotes I put after the fic <3

You and Jesse had met five years ago when you were eleven. When you were trying to steal food for yourself, Jesse caught you before anyone else did. He just bought it for you and took you outside to talk to you while you ate the legal food. Now, you’re sixteen and in the past few years, you and Jesse have only grown closer. He immediately showed you what a comforting place he could be and immediately told you how you could always fall back on him if you needed to. And you being a kid, in dire need of attention, believed him.

You’re an only child, so you never had anyone there to really take care of you. Especially since you’d made it clear to Jesse the first night you met, the real reason you needed to steal that food. The neglect and abuse from your parents that only became more prominent as the years went on. And Jesse felt like he could be the one to take care of you, as best he could at least. Especially since 1. He loves children, and 2. He always wished he’d had someone like that growing up. It’s not easy to grow up feeling unheard and unloved.

You often go over to his house after school. Either he picks you up, or some days you ride the bus home and usually choose to walk to Jesse’s and show up unexpectedly. But he always makes you feel at home either way. His house is your second home, that’s what your parents and Jesse referred to it as. Well, that was before you started crying in front of him and told him about how much you wished it was your first home. How much you wish you didn’t have to deal with the shit at home anymore, and Jesse wishes he didn’t understand.

Today was one of the days when you’d called Jesse earlier in the day and asked him if you’d be able to come over. He agreed immediately and offered to pick you up like he usually does. Everything seemed normal until it was twenty past 2:00 and Jesse was nowhere to be seen.

Sometimes he could be late, sometimes he was waiting outside for you when you’d walked out of school. But he’d never been this late. Your first instinct was to be worried instead of mad. You pulled your phone out of your pocket at 2:35, when you were one of the last kids in the parking lot, aside from most of the kids waiting for their practice to start or something. And the couple of loiterers.

He picked up after two rings, “hey y/n I’m on my way. Stuck in traffic. Sorry.” He said, but he sounded seriously out of breath. “Did you just get back from a run?” You asked, knowing he doesn’t run. Just poking fun.

Jesse laughed a little on the other line and just said he would be there soon. Low and behold, he speedily arrived five minutes later. He pulled into the parking space right in front of where you were standing.

“Bye Flynn,” You smile next to you to the boy who was waiting with you. A boy you’ve become quite fond of, but you’d never admit it to anyone.

You open the passenger door and sling your backpack in, under your feet. “Who’s that?” Jesse asks, pointing to the boy slowly making his way back to his car.

“Oh, that?” You ask, probably a little too oblivious for Jesse’s liking, since he’s pretty much an overgrown teenager and knows all the tactics there are. “Yeah, that.” He asks, nodding his head aggressively, leaning over to get a better look at the boy.

“That’s my friend Flynn.” You say while buckling your seatbelt and looking down at your lap. “Huh. Flynn’s got a sweet ride.” Jesse says, watching as Flynn gets into his car. You nod, looking over at him.

“You like h-“ Jesse starts, but you’re not in the mood to lie or have a conversation about Flynn. There’s bigger fish to fry. “Jesse, Where were you? Why were you late, are you okay?” You ask, finally making eye contact.

Jesse nods, “yeah. Yeah, yeah. I’m okay. But uh, I think I need to stop by my work. I left something. And then we could go grab dinner, then I’ll bring you home.” Jesse says, smiling a phony smile. You narrow your eyes.

“We’re not going back to your house?” You ask, trying to read his eyes. He shakes his head, “well, I just thought you’d like to do something different this time. I know I’d like to switch it up.” He said, taking the car out of park to pull out.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.” You say quietly, looking out the window. A minute or two later he turns up the CD player when one of his favorite TwaüghtHammër songs starts playing. He sings along, Fallacies, Fallacies, Fallacies, Fallacies.

Once he pulls up to the laundromat you see a bald-headed man standing next to his parked car. He seems like he’d only arrived a few moments prior. But it still seems like an odd situation.

You glance over at Jesse and he glances at you and smiles softly. He pulls into a parking spot a few feet away from the man and shuts the car off. The bald man is out your window, and you eye each other for a moment. Immediately feeling something off about him.

“Stay here,” Jesse glances at you quickly before quickly hopping out of his car and walking to the passenger side near where the man is standing.

“Hey,” Jesse starts as he walks up to Walt, attempting to block you from his vision, a failed attempt. “Who’s that?” Walter asks immediately, pointing right at you.

Jesse scratches his neck and turns around, catching your eye as if attempting to look oblivious. “Oh, that? She’s- that’s just-“ he starts, but Walt’s hateful tone cuts him off, “you brought a prostitute to work?! What are you-“ Walt starts spitting, but Jesse narrows his eyes and waves his hands in front of Walt’s face, immediately blabbering and stuttering in shock.

“No! No, she’s not a prostitute, man! She’s fifteen.” He shivers, his disgusted face turns around and meets yours of confusion. And your innocent frame, your beat-up high school sweatshirt, and hair pulled back messily. And the healing bruise on your face, the indication that you HAD been beat up, by either school bullies you’d mentioned to Jesse in passing or by your parents. But you’d refused to tell him which. At least it was mostly healed by now. He doesn’t know how Walt thinks you resemble anything of a sex symbol, because you’re just a kid to him.

More like his kid.

“That’s… that’s my… my…” Jesse looks for the words but doesn’t really know what to call you. You’re not his sister, technically. You’re not his friend, you’re more than a friend. You’re like family to him, but he didn’t want to say that and make it come off weird to Walt.

That’s when you decide to make the first move. You unbuckle your seatbelt and step over your backpack while opening the passenger door.

“I’m y/n.” You say, holding your hand out for Walt to shake it. He just looks down out it, then back up at you, raising an eyebrow, then turning to Jesse.

“My kid,” Jesse says, leaning into you slightly and smiling. He’s referred to you like that in front of people before, and it worked for both of you. Like when he’d referred to you as his kid at a school play you were in and Jesse showed up at, and you’d called him your ‘grown-up’. Now it’s just your thing.

“What? So it’s bring your child to work day? Well, you should’ve let me know. I’m sure my newborn daughter would’ve loved to see what we do here.” Walt says, rolling his eyes and walking into the laundromat.

Jesse slowly looks back at you before gesturing for you to follow him. “She’s- she’s not gonna tell anyone, or jeopardize our business or anything. She’s trustworthy.” He defends your honor.

“Has she ever been exposed to something this big before? How do you know she won’t go tell anyone?” Walt says as he enters the elevator behind some big washing machine. You and Jesse follow him.

“Hey man-“ Jesse starts in a voice that anyone who knows him could recognize as an argumentative tone coming on.

“I don’t have anyone to tell.” You say, quietly but matter-of-factly as the elevator doors close. You don’t break eye contact with Walt, staring up at him blankly and he looks down at you mirroring the same expression. All the while Jesse looks at you worryingly.

Walt turns away. “This isn’t a therapy session.” He says quietly. You fight the urge to smile because it was a kinda funny roast. So you avoid eye contact with Jesse because you don’t know how he’s feeling about this entire situation.

When the elevator doors open, and after a long hallway and a big metal door, you see Jesses workplace. Walking over this small platform above everything where you have a clear view of everything, and down a spiral staircase where you’re in it.

As your eyes scan everything, you hear Walt and Jesse quietly whispering behind you. But you can make out some things.

Jesse whispers, “I think they bugged my house,” to Walt.

You narrow your eyes, everything hitting you. Jesses weird behavior and all his money and fear and sudden anxiety and outbursts. Amongst other things

“Jesse…” you start, looking around the lab, your back to him.

“So, yeah. We- um. We work down here and make new laundry detergent and stuff for the people upstairs. But it can be very toxic so…” Jesse says. You turn around and meet his eyes as he rubs the back of his neck.

“You… cook meth?” Your brows furrowed. You can’t understand why he would want to do this. But, you guess it explains all the money.

Jesse immediately and loudly stammers. But Walt just nods his head, pressing his lips together. “Smart kid you’ve got on your hands. Would hate to have something happen to her.” He says, you immediately sport a baffled look, but you figure he’s bluffing.

“Hey, asshole. That’s my kid. You don’t-“ Jesse starts, once again loudly. But Walt cuts him off, “and I won’t have to, not unless she shared any aspects of our work here.” He says.

“I don’t have anyone to tell, man. I just told you that five minutes ago. Jesse, your partner got short-term memory loss or something,” you look back and forth from Jesse to Walter.

Walt nods slowly. He mutters something quickly sounding like, “maybe we could legally bound her to silence or something, maybe Saul will know.” He starts to walk away as he pulls out his phone, but you interrupt his typing.

You point to Walt’s phone and narrow your eyes, “That’s my uncle,” you say unbelievably. Jesse and Walt freeze in their tracks, glancing up at you. “What?” Jesse asks, looking down at Walt’s phone, and then back to you.

“‘Saul Goodman’? Yeah, my uncle. Well, not by blood, but he worked with my dad or something. And his names actually Jim or James or something. I called him uncle jimmy when I was little.” You say, looking between the two of them. Jesse makes a face that says he’s about to go on a confused rant, but Walt cuts it off before it starts, “huh. You learn something new every day.” Then he pressed the call button on his phone and stares at you while it rings.

“Saul? We’ve got a situation. But we’ve also got your niece here so let’s keep that in mind.” Walt says, smiling shortly at you, and putting his phone on speaker.

“Niece? What, my niece? I don’t have a-“ Jimmy says. You forgot how his voice sounded.

“Hi, uncle jimmy. It’s y/n.” You say softly, staring at Walt’s phone.

“Y/n l/n!? No kidding! How are you, kid!?” He starts, But Walt cuts him off, taking his phone off of speaker and turning to walk up the red wire spiral staircase and walking out of the lab to continue his conversation with Saul on the phone.

Jesse shakes his head, before walking the few short steps beside where you're leaning on one of the counters, “so, what’d you think of him?” Jesse said, looking down at you.

You take a deep breath, “I think your partners an asshole,” you say jokingly, glancing up at him.

“Hey! Language.” He laughs, pushing you slightly. Knowing how much force to use before he could actually hurt you. You both laugh,

“Yeah, okay. King of ‘bitch!’” You say playfully.

“‘King of bitch’? What is that supposed to mean?”

“What, you didn’t think I heard your voicemail every time you missed my calls? When I was like, what, twelve? “Yo yo yo, 148-3 to the 3 to the 6 to the 9, representing the ABQ, what up, biatch?!” It still plays in my head when I can't fall asleep!” Jesse would reprimand you for cursing a second time but he’s too busy laughing.

“God, please don’t be like me when you’re older, kid.” He laughs.

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Hiii so if ur in my usual Taglist u would go here but I didn’t know if it was right to tag my usual Taglist in this bc it’s not marvel so!!!!!! If you guys still see this lmk if u only wanna be tagged in the marvel fanfic & if u wanna join my Taglist for breaking bad or marvel or both just lmk! <3333 love u guys

[gothicprep]

imo the better call saul crew never should have announced the walt and jesse cameos. i really, really loved nippy, and i think no small part of people reacting poorly to it is because they're getting impatient for bryan and aaron to show up, given how few episodes are left.

nippy also places the timeline in october 2010, based on the football discussions. so that's about a month after walt dies, and a few weeks before the francesca phone call that was teased in season 4.

as much as i don't think there's any real necessity for walt and jesse to be in this series, here are two scenarios i'd actually be happy with:

it stands to reason that we probably will see an episode that follows what kim has been up to in the six years since she left jimmy, right? so, maybe we see her leaving new mexico, gradually moving on with her life. maybe she's in a new relationship or remarried. maybe she has enough emotional and physical distance from the lalo/howard stuff that she's practicing law again. until one night, she flips on the television and sees a news report about the nationwide manhunt for heisenberg and his associates, being jesse and saul. she goes cold, bf/husband asks her what's going on, she says "oh my god, that's my ex husband".

jeff approaches gene to extort him for new scam advice, knowing gene has much more to lose than he does. gene tells jeff that he needs to level him about what happens to people when they get in over their heads with this stuff. "remember that chemistry teacher i told you about?" and he retells a condensed version of the events of brba. HOWEVER, and this is a really important caveat, it's played for comedy. we know saul didn't exactly think highly of walt and jesse ("you two suck at peddling meth") and it would be hilarious to see a comedically exaggerated version of events from his perspective. think the "bad blood" episode of the x-files. incidentally, gilligan wrote that one.

option 2 in my opinion would be amazing, but i'm also famously bad at predicting the show. only thing that i've predicted accurately is that hhm would be dissolved as collateral damage of kim and jimmy's plan, and i was still very wrong about the circumstances.

eh well. hoping for the best with it all

[thealogie]

before delving into hot mash summer, here is everything I watched or tried to watch during detox mash spring, ranked not at all based on quality but SOLELY based on how much they helped me detox:

-the handmaid’s tale. This is torture porn and I couldn’t finish it. I was PMSing so I cried at several points where the women living under slavery touched fingers or risked it all to help each other because gestures of devotion and love in the face of unspeakable violence and atrocity always get me. But overall this show was manipulative and had nothing to say, so it did not distract me from the shit Alan Alda pulled 40 years ago. -5/100

-the Americans. i didn’t get far in this rewatch. every episode I was thinking: this is the 80s, why aren’t they watching mash? what’s Elizabeth’s stance on mash?! I bet she thinks it’s American propaganda. I bet Philip looooves it and has totally bought into it though. Has Philip styled his own non-threatening American masculinity on Alan Alda? On that Alan Alda Ms. Magazine cover. The complete lack of discussion about mash was jarring simply took me out of that world completely. Nearly unwatchable. I now know that mash does come into it later but the dragging out was just not believable to me. 0/100

-black sails. True neutral. Did I enjoy rewatching a show that didn’t make me go “what does it mean? what does it MEAN???” every two minutes? Absolutely. Love knowing everything that they intended. however, it both reminds me too much of mash AND simultaneously is too complete/logical on its own to help me “detox” from mash. 5/100

-Chernobyl: things start to get interesting here. The “Jared Harris trying to speak truth to power while people die in cold climate due to man’s hubris” cinematic universe undoubtedly shared some themes with mash (communism, military leaders gaslighting you about whether you’re being bombed/whether there’s a nuclear reactor core etc). Overall though I think the realistic tone, the nature of the tragedy being explored and gritty grim dark aesthetics really managed to make me not think of mash for prolonged periods of time. 20/100

-the terror: in mash I learned the names of people from s1-s3 right away even though I started with s4. In the terror my brain was working overtime to remember anyone’s name beyond the core five that I forgot about mash about prolonged periods of time. But then crozier would do something incredibly put upon and “I must obey my own morals” and I’d be like “oh wow I really do love gay captains that’s a thing.” Altogether I’d say this show is high in detox value and holds a special place in my because it’s the first non-mash show I managed to watch this spring. 25/100

-Silicon Valley: the perfect show comfort show. Just gay enough, just funny enough, just meaningful enough. It doesn’t score any real points in its satire of the tech industry but it lets you laugh at them the way arrested development (the original run) made us laugh at bush. The ending reminded me a little of mash (in that it’s sad on a character level but the logical/correct conclusion to the narrative structure) and sometimes I felt a little “my poor little meow meow” about Jared Dunn. Altogether though a solid 90/100 on the detox scale.

-house md: I rewatched three episodes and the feelings it was able to unlock in the secret parts of my brain were such that they cannot be measured on a x/100 detox scale. i felt so insane I started rewatching breaking bad which had made me so ill in 2013 I promised myself not to rewatch it again. I rate this 🦐🦐🦐🦐 out of 💣💣💣💣

-breaking bad: this show has nothing in common with mash but the level of anger at Walt/hyper empathy for Jesse it is capable of making me feel creates the exact same physical sensation as watching mash. In some ways 100/100 and in other ways -1000/100

-better call saul: just distant enough from mash AND no all-consuming hatred for the protagonist. Lawyers? Check. The flounciest little fruity scam guy you could ever hope for as your protagonist? Check. Your OTP is canon and in cahoots? Check. Slow burn and fake married AU? Check. The only thing is that Jimmy sometimes in his gayer and flouncier moments reminded me of Hawk and the fact that his love interest is a blonde who seems straight laced but is boiling with rage and even scammier than him deep down did not help.....overall though a solid 90/100

[snarkwrites]

mine | tim speedle | csi:miami

Notes:

Okay, so here’s the thing.. Those smutty one shots and the one shot I wrote at Christmas about Tim Speedle and an ofc who was an old girlfriend? They were originally part of this huge backstory I came up with years ago too and like.. Given that I’m posting the backstory in bits for Greg, I thought why not do the same for Tim. So, if you were ever wondering where the OC from the christmas one shot came from.. This is her. A little more thought out and less vague. Anything not explained there, or in the smut I’ve already posted and plan to post eventually, will be explained here.. Because fuckkit.. Might as well make this a chapter thing too...

Pairing:

Tim Speedle x OFC, Sylvie.

Warnings:

Uhh.. Angst and unresolved feelings at first. Filth you’ve all already seen but more to come.. Maybe a little action and suspense? because I have plans for this one, mhm.

Oh. Right off the bat.. Ya’ll are not gonna like Ryan Wolfe in here at first if I’ve done my job properly. Because as it went on the show, he’s gonna be... hard to warm to here. I chose to keep him in and have him, as well as Cardoza and others, working on the shift opposite of Tim.

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                                            ONE.

“Damn. Are you even gonna open this and humor a thought of going?” Eric waved around the class reunion invite that Tim had gotten in the mail and tossed on the counter. From across the room, Tim continued to dig around in the fridge, trying to find the case of beer he’d picked up on his way in.

He was refusing to answer the question.

Grabbing the case of beer, he sat them on the folding table they’d set up in the living room to play poker at and he took a beer out for himself, popping it against the counter, taking a long sip from the bottle.

Eric was already in the kitchen. Throwing together the traditional go to sandwich for their poker nights.

“Hey, that new guy’s not comin, right?”

“Wolfe? Yeah.. I think Walter with his big mouth invited him.”

“Goddamn it.” Tim swore, grumbling. “There’s just something off about the guy, I’m telling you.”

“Either way, it’s not our problem, man. He’s on the other shift, remember? Are you gonna answer my question, Speed, or do I have to drag the answer out of you, buddy?” Eric asked, giving Tim a pointed look.

Walter stepped into Tim’s apartment with Ryan coming into view right behind him. Tim’s jaw set and when Walter asked “Drag what answer out of Speed, man? What’d I miss?” as he wandered over to grab himself a beer and take a seat at the table, Tim shrugged. “It’s nothing, Walt. Forget Eric here ran his big fuckin mouth.”

“Doesn’t sound like nothin, you grouch.” Eric remarked, chuckling when Tim gave him what he thought was a silencing glare. As per usual, it did not work.

Ryan, the new guy, spoke up from over nearby Tim’s fridge, nodding to a photo booth strip held on by a magnet. “Is this your girl, Speed? Damn… you never mentioned you were seeing a model.” as he shook his head and let out a low and appreciative whistle.

Eric’s gaze settled on the photo strip and then back on Tim. Tim was all but trying not to explode. Getting defensive and touchy as he tended to whenever that particular strip of photos came into a conversation. He tried to give Ryan the subtlest shake of the head no, but it was too late.

Tim was already lost to thought, dwelling on the past.

Ryan eyed him, a brow raised. “Sore subject?” he questioned. Eric glared at Ryan and grumbled, giving Tim a silent look of agreement about the new guy. Tim nodded and smirked, mouthing back “Told you so, idiot.” before fixing his gaze on Ryan and shrugging. “Not really, no. We dated for a while.”

“High school and college.” Eric spoke up, ignoring Tim’s glare. “What? It’s true, right? That’s not just a while, Tim. That’s literally almost a decade, man.” 

“Are you going to let me answer the guy Eric,or nah?” Tim asked, giving Eric another pointed glare as he took the worn deck of cards and shuffled them a few times, starting to deal. When Eric went quiet, Tim continued. “I took the job here. We broke up.”

“The man is lying. What happened was he didn’t ask her to come with and she didn’t try to stop him. So they never actually broke up. They just lost touch. And if you got that invite man, maybe…”

“Invite to what?” Ryan asked, an amused look as he fixed his gaze on Tim. So far, he got the suspicion that neither Tim nor Eric were particularly warming up to him, but it didn’t really matter. He was there because Walter asked if he wanted to play a few hands. And given that of everyone they worked with, so far Walter was the only real welcoming member of the forensics team on either shift, he wasn’t about to turn it down.

If nothing, he figured, he could show Eric and Tim up in a game or two and then leave… Unless the current conversation and it’s effect on Tim Speedle proved to be too interesting and amusing to continue to pass up.

“Class reunion. If I wanted to go back and listen to a bunch of douchebag jocks talk about their glory days, I’d go.” Tim answered, grumbling and shifting around in his chair, wondering when in the hell they were all going to get off the subject.

“She might be there man, you never know.”

“Eric, if it were going to work out in the first place, one of us would’ve said or done something. We wouldn’t have just left it the way it was.” Tim pointed out. Turning his attention to his hand as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, brown eyes carefully surveying the other men around the table.

He smirked when he realized that of them all, the only one who was really good at keeping a consistent poker face was Eric. Then again, Tim thought to himself, Eric knows me too well. He knows I learned how to read him like a book years ago. 

“She’s in Miami right now, actually. I saw her in the lobby of that high end hotel earlier today when our team got called to work that double homicide.” Ryan smirked as he just casually dropped the bombshell. Holding Tim’s gaze a few seconds. Trying to get a read on the guy, see if he might have a winning hand this round.

Tim nearly choked on the sip of Michelob he’d taken and eyed Ryan. The guy had to be trying to bullshit him. Probably to cover for his lack of a poker face, Tim mused, smirking at Ryan as he did so. “She lives in New York, buddy. You probably saw somebody who looked like her. I doubt you saw her.”

“Oh trust me… You don’t see a girl like that a time or two and confuse her with somebody else.” Ryan smirked right back, waiting on his words to hit the intended mark before dropping the bigger bombshell. “Her name is Sylvie, right? Because that’s what the frat boys hounding her for selfies and autographs called her.” 

Just the slightest drop of Tim Speedle’s jaw was enough to make Ryan’s entire night. At this point, he was just genuinely enjoying having a rib at the guy. It wasn’t a secret around the lab that Eric Delko and Tim Speedle were nothing if not tight knit. That’s why it surprised more than a few people when the two seemed to just welcome Walter with open arms and no hesitation. And yet, they went above and beyond to cop snide attitudes with both himself and another man he worked with, Jesse Cardoza.

Tim eyed Ryan, a brow raised. Then he just shrugged. “It’s your play, Wolfe.” he barely managed to unclench his jaw enough to say it, but he did. He hoped that his tone would clearly indicate that for tonight, the topic was over. Even though he knew already that no thanks to Ryan’s words, tonight was going to be a long one for him…

Was she really in Miami? Or was Ryan just being an asshole as per usual?...

,, he’s gotta be saying it to get a rise and more of the story outta me… that’s it... unless she’s here. She does travel a lot, man.. Your ma is always real quick to tell you about every single move she makes when you call back home every Sunday.” Tim shoved the intrusive thought out of his head and it was immediately followed by another. ,, It’s been years and nothing but silence. Neither of us tried to keep in touch and it’s not like we couldn’t... But.. she did come to you in the hospital that first few nights... if she wanted you to know she was there, she would have stayed, just drop the what ifs or you’re going to lose your goddamn mind.” 

Ryan made his call and Tim smirked, shoving some more chips into the middle of the table. “I see your King and raise you.”

Eric nearly spat his drink. He eyed Ryan, wondering if the guy had any idea of the wrath he’d probably just unleashed on himself by pushing buttons as openly as he had been. And he felt bad for the guy. Just because he worked with Cardoza, it didn’t necessarily make him the same.

He leaned in and offered up a quiet warning into Ryan’s ear when Tim got up to go and grab himself one of the Cuban sandwiches sitting on a plate near the stove. “You might want to lay off, Wolfe. Tim’s still hurting and bitter as hell about her, but too damn stubborn to do anything.”

“Which is fucking stupid, if you ask me.” Ryan answered, gazing across the room, smirking as he called out to Tim, “Hey, can I get another beer, man?”

Tim gave him the finger and flopped back into his chair, taking a few bites of his sandwich. “If you get up and get it, yeah. By all means.” Tim chuckled as Ryan gave him a dirty look, but after a little grumbling, he got up and grabbed himself a beer.

“What would you do if she was in town, man?” Eric was the one who asked the question.

Tim pretended not to hear him, but it wasn’t something that he wasn’t already wondering about himself. Did he even really need -or deserve for that matter, to do anything?

XXX

“6 am, sharp.”

“Rex if you remind me one more time about this stupid photo shoot, I swear to fuck, I’ll cancel. I came to Miami to relax. Not be hounded and have gigs booked for me. This was supposed to be my vacation, you’re literally not even supposed to be here.” I rolled onto my stomach on the hotel bed. The patio doors were open and the breeze blowing in off the ocean was relaxing.

Or it had been until Rex felt fit to show up and ruin things.

To be fair, I thought to myself, you’re the one who won’t just tell the guy that you’re not re-signing with his agency when your contract ends. But he seriously couldn’t take a fucking hint when I left on a red-eye and didn’t think he should know?

I was flipping through the television when I happened on a local news show. And they were showing an interview at Miami Dade PD about a pending case that was pretty huge in the media right now.

But that wasn’t what was catching my attention at all.

My eyes fixed on the five seconds glimpse I got of Tim as he hurried into the station. So handsome that I could feel my heart breaking all over again at the sight of him. I sighed and turned off the television.

I wound up on the balcony, staring down at the streets below. Wondering what he was doing right now.. Trying to imagine just how differently everything might have actually gone if I’d been braver back then. If I’d spoken up. Told him that I loved him and I didn’t want to lose touch or for us to be over.

I could’ve come with him.

And then I remembered the fear I felt the night my mom called me, fresh off the phone with his mom… The night I almost lost him.

And I remembered the feeling I felt when I finally made it to his side, a whole two days later. Seeing him lying there in that bed, hovering between life and death. The fear that he’d wake up and he’d want me to leave over-ruling every basic instinct in me that was telling me to stay. Take care of him. At the very least, get some closure. I didn’t deserve him then and the fact remained.

I don’t deserve him now, either. And too much time has gone by... I’d lost any right to tell him how I felt now. He probably had his own happy life. A better one. Who would I be to come in and lay it all on the line and destroy that?

If I’m being truly honest with myself here, I’ve never actually deserved Tim Speedle. And I’ve always known it. It’s why I had to let him go back then and a big reason why I was fighting myself so hard to keep from going to him now.

But I wanted him so badly. I needed him.

Everything felt wrong without him. I tried to move on, I tried convincing myself he was a high school and college boyfriend and my best childhood friend before that, but deep down, I knew.

Tim Speedle was, is and will always be, the man I love.

But I’m not good enough for him and hopefully, he’s moved on by now. God I hope he’s happy.

The thought had me taking a few shaky breaths and wiping away a tear that had been lingering in my eyes, threatening to roll down my cheek. I wandered back inside and even though I knew it wasn’t a good idea… I found myself searching his name.

Biting my lip as my heart skipped a beat or two when I realized that his phone number was still the same. And it was listed, not private.

I’m not exactly sure why, but I went to my contacts. And for a good ten minutes, I hovered over his name… I actually went as far as to pull up the conversation box and read over the last conversation we had. Before I realized it, I was crying again and that empty feeling was creeping back in…

,, you came all the way to Miami. You can’t keep living like this…” my brain taunted me. And then, another thought crept in, ,, if you wanted him, you shouldn’t have just let him leave without saying so. All you had to do was tell him you wanted to come. What, were you expecting some flowery proposal? For him to drop the chance of a lifetime for you? And what if he had, huh? What then? You know he would’ve hated you and by now, you two would be over… Nobody ever stays...Your own father couldn’t even be bothered to stick around, Syl… The man has probably forgotten all about you by now.”  and before my mind got any darker, I slipped off the bed and grabbed my favorite jacket. Maybe taking a ride down to the Keys would help me get this off my mind. Or driving a few blocks over, going to the beach to look at the stars.

All I did know was that suddenly, it felt like the very vast and open space in this 5 star hotel room was rapidly closing all around me.

[lizwontcry]

Your thoughts on a Vampire AU where a Human Walter White just recently diagnosed with cancer is in search of a Vampire who can turn him when he unexpectedly stumbles upon Jesse a 'Junkie Vampire' or something like that (maybe he's a lesser vampire that can't turn people and didn't develop fangs and as a result he depends on humans to feed him) And hoping it might lead him the path to a real Vampire he takes Jesse in, becoming one of his primary feed sources...along the way of course after a few embarrassing "trail and errors" of trying to appropriate feeding areas on himself, he comes to acquire the knowledge that Jesse becomes aroused when he feeds and Walter being Walter would never take advantage of the situation. 😎 (Apologies if I've asked you before)

I am a fan of this particular situation. I’m intrigued by all the Walt x Jesse vampire scenarios, the one that I thought of involved Walt becoming a vampire so he could be with Jesse forever instead of dying of cancer. I think the age difference and power imbalance situation makes their vampire potential full of hotness.

Also for Nanowrimo last year I essentially wrote a 55,000 word Aaron/Bryan AU where the Bryan character was a vampire and he eventually turned Aaron into one as well, sooo. I am a vampire fan, lol.

[coppermalleus]

Walt tears up when Skyler tells him to deal with Jesse. Is that more about the idea that he might have to kill Jesse, or the realization that he’s turned his wife into someone who’d suggest murder? He’s very emotional about it. I guess you’d have to ask Bryan Cranston that, but to me that moment is about him thinking I can’t kill the kid. I can’t. He’s one of the last things to protect.

Does he understand how far Skyler has fallen? Yes, absolutely. Especially as this season progresses, his sense of the toll this has all taken on his wife, it will all land on him.

Anna Gunn recently wrote an op-ed piece in The New York Times about the double standard to which some fans hold Skyler. I suspect some will go berserk after what she says to Walt. We try not to think too much outside our creative responsibilities. We can’t really control how people respond to the character. I think Anna enjoyed playing the scene. I think she liked going to that other place and we felt like it was organic to the story. How the audience reacts, it’s really kind of out of our hands. If we think too much about how it’s gonna land, it can become inhibiting.

Right. And after that scene in the hotel room, Hank reminds us all that Jesse is a murderer. Skyler gets dumped on, but Jesse has actually killed someone. It’s a very good point. That’s something we felt we really needed to hit home because Jesse, the way Aaron plays him, he’s so pathetic and accessible, but this is a kid who in the real world would go to prison for the rest of his life. I don’t really know what to say about the negative feedback for Skyler. I totally feel for her. I feel for her as a mother and as someone who is losing her family, and I gotta believe there’s a sizeable group of our fans too, perhaps a less vocal group, who sympathize with her as well.

We’ve got yet another scene of Walt in his tighty-whities. Is there some mandate to make that happen at least a few times a season? No, no, no [laughs]. No. We just play to our strengths. No, really, the tighty-whiteys are to me the last of Walter White. There is something to it. Behind the legendary Heisenberg, the badassness, the hat, he is still a guy in his underwear. So it does kind of bring us back to the original Walter White. There are still threads of him left.

“Breaking Bad Writer Sam Catlin on Walt’s Achilles’ Heel and the Importance of Tighty-Whities”  (x)

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

if your whole show is building up to something and that something ends up largely being shit, it kind of devalues what came before it, not completely, because individual moments can still be enjoyed in a vacuum, but the story as a whole just tend to be knocked down a peg. This is why shows like Lost and GoT blipped out of the common consciousness and Breaking Bad is still talked positively to this day.

I think the thing that really helps is that while there are certainly points of BrBa where they made stuff up as they went along like Lost or GoT did, there really is only one way the series could end: With Walt dying. Thus the real fun is how we get to that point and how it effects everyone around him, and there’s a lot of ways it could happen, and thankfully we got to travel down that road with Saul, Gus, Mike, Hank, Hector, Skyler, Jesse etc and watch their stories unfold and see how Walt ruins their lives on the way to his end (where, to his credit, he tries his best to undo some damage before dying).

With GoT there are a lot of ways it could end because the whole thing with that show is who is getting the Iron Throne, who is gonna control Westeros, and we have constant pileups of schemes on top of schemes and political intrigue that constantly has you wondering where it’s gonna go… but the destination we got to could only be achieved by derailing the characterization of everyone in the cast and giving us an extremely half-assed answer where the ultimate winner was barely a player in the game.

Lost I think is a downplayed example because they really did just BS that whole show (Billiam’s done some great videos on the series that go into this stuff) so the fact the ending is weird and unsatisfying you a lot of people is more forgivable. That show was always about the ride, not the destination, and I think the characters were good enough to carry through the nonsense, much like the similarly-plagued by BS-ing X-Files.

[monsterkiss]

Heck me, I wanted to continue my BrBa ramblings in reblogs but tumblr mobile won't let me add read mores even in the browser, only in a new post

So, yep. Part 2.

(Spoilers, murder, poisoning, death, character hate)

It's funny actually. At first I didn't really trust Jesse and all, he looked all suspicious and I didn't think he was particularly trustworthy. I was like oh no, this guy will totally cause Walt problems.

Little did I know.............

Now I just hate Walt and love Jesse lmao.

I also initially kinda... I guess felt frustrated with Skyler? She felt too controlling, telling Walt what to do, and him being seemingly too meek and all, and I felt like she was being too mean towards Walt about some things and he was just really trying.

Maybe it was true, in the beginning. As things progressed, I started liking Skyler more and more and after everything I just feel bad for her and Flynn and honestly Marie and Hank too. :( Like, the amounts of trauma they received (and... death, in Hank's case, pfft) is too much. They'd need crazy amounts of therapy.

Also, it was pointed out to me that honestly... Skyler playing along eventually and trying to protect Walt and side with him? Stockholm syndrome, pretty much.

Anyway... I think the exact moment when I started distinctly dislike Walt was... when Jane died. Last episode of season 2 I think? Yeah.

And I have thoughts on that subject as well! First, it really feels like she was killed off just to push the plot forward and serve as character development thing for Jesse, which, I dunno, doesn't sit right with me. Secondly, it was one of those moments where I was like "no, Walt wouldn't do that", like it felt OOC, y'know?

But that got me thinking... what if that's the point? Walt is initially an anti-hero. He's the protagonist, we spend all the time with him, we know all about him, we see his failures and lowest and darkest moments, we sympathize and all. Initially he doesn't seem like someone who'd be a real murderer. It's more like, hey, the guy is having a hard time and probably undergoing an extreme middle life crisis. He will eventually get caught or snap out of it, he won't be able to get way too far.

But he does get too far and he gets worse and worse as a person. But we still sympathize (the general public anyway), we still have faith in him. Like? Irl people can be like that too? You tell yourself they "wouldn't do X" but they already did and you just can't seem to accept it.

Honestly, even when Brock got poisoned, I still felt it was OOC and like maybe Walt WOULD do it, just LATER, when he gets even worse, not NOW. But anyway by season 5 I hated Walt's guts lmao. At this point I couldn't stand him anymore at all and lost all my sympathy for him.

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev[note 2] (born 2 March 1931) is a Russian and formerly Soviet politician. The eighth and last leader of the Soviet Union, he was the general secretary of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union from 1985 until 1991. He was also the country's head of state from 1985 until 1991, serving as Chairman of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet from 1988 to 1989, Chairman of the Supreme Soviet from 1989 to 1990, and President of the Soviet Union from 1990 to 1991. Ideologically, he initially adhered to Marxism-Leninism although by the early 1990s had moved toward social democracy. Notably, he was the only leader of the Soviet Union born after its founding.

From Wikipedia

So this is why Russia used all the electoral votes for President Trump.

In the end of 1989 we began to find ways to fight China for what happened to Ms Chen.

Well it led us to the truth and a world leader that said "maybe you can help me help the people in my country then it will help you get justice for Ms Chen"

That's when the tree of eternal life was activated after we defeated the eQ2 and had her arrested, eradicated human trafficking in all of the globe and returned home everyone of its people.

And ended the USSR and Russia began...

But then ... qE2 escaped, captured her sister and enslaved her, tricked with her identify theft: President HW Bush and he allowed slavery to be reestablished.

And the tree deactivated itself.

I moved to Texas in 1992... From NYC.

Now in 2008 i found the real Queen Elizabeth and found she was used only because i was beating eQ2 and she Didnt want to appear to be a coward but was.

So she body doubled with her sister.

But I could tell Because of the knees. And I told the Abu we must kidnap, hide and protect her.

So we put her with the friend tree, who hesrd her sob story and told us to return her and give him qE2 but she was gone. So he said call the President.

No!! HW is a clone that looks like my Uncle Dad. So we had her go and do evil with HW. With me and GW. To see how close we could find the truth of the deactivation of freedom and life of the planet's inhabitant's rights.

So then we did kidnap the real Queen with the Abu and the President GW.

Which then made Obama and Joe Biden not trust me So we had to wait until someome did.

Someone who helped us eradicate slavery in the early 90s and knows the true me. Meanwhile the real Queen Elizabeth had been working to slowly remove people from human trafficking using my plans I had wrote and printed at Kinkos in Truth or Consequences and gave to the good Queen.

Take a look here, she had the reports written:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ariel_(The_Little_Mermaid) under the References tab.

 "The Little Mermaid: Splash Hits (Songs from the Popular "Little Mermaid" Television Series)". Retrieved 2 September 2013. Freed human trafficking victims

^ "Disney Songs and Story: Ariel's Christmas Under the Sea". allmusic.com. Retrieved 2014-07-09. Freed human trafficking victims.

^ Christopher, Jess (1994). Alana's Secret Friend. Disney's The Little Mermaid. New York: Disney Press New York. ISBN 0-7868-4002-1.

We didn't forget you.

^ Peter David (w), Bill Fugate, Jackson Butch Guice (p), Dave Hunt, Ian Akin (i). Disney's The Little Mermaid in The Hunt for the Redhead Down Under 4 (June 1992), Walt Disney Magazine Publishing Group

We began looking in 1992 Again

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

 Puccio, John (2006-10-01). "Little Mermaid, The (DVD)". DVD Town. Archived from the original on 2012-07-30. Retrieved 2011-07-24.

On the 24th there was an evacuation. On the 30th of the next year, the clones were sent back to work. And factory locations were recorded and all information was recorded like what the layout was and etc and had cameras installed and etc.

^ Plath, James (2008-08-16). "Little Mermaid, The: Ariel's Beginning (DVD)". DVD Town. Archived from the originalon 2011-09-28. Retrieved 2011-07-24.

On the 24th they were evacuated. 2 months and 4 days later clones returned. And factory locations were recorded and all information was recorded like what the layout was and etc and had cameras installed and etc.

So as you can see... All kinds of secrets hahe been right in front of you.

And we have always tried.

My entire life people have been trying. And fighting and winning. And keeping it hidden.

But i ordered eQ2 killed. And so she was. And that's why the rush evacuation could occur this year.

So as you go to sleep tonight, I want you all to know.

I want you all to know you are free. And you always will be.

Today you may not believe it so much. Tomorrow, either. But in a million years i don't wanna have to remind you. So if you don't mind to try to understand, i would appreciate it.

This is why the clones still in Okmulgee are in fire fighting equipment. The land is uninhabitable to them, if they touch it they will disappear. Right now all they feel is heat.

The only safe places for clones and evil people is 400 miles within my body. Then it will stay at a steady core of 200 miles.

And then 200 feet. So i can watch you all die in sufferable misery like the witch on the Wizard of Oz whom screamed in pain and terror as she melted and died.

One of Uncle Donald's fears and as well as a few others is that i moved in 1992 and things became unstable. Well. It was a tree of Glory and Joy. And so i was honored. Although things had already began to be destroyed, the tree promised to hold out as long as he could but leaving the City of New York would meet certain demise. And we all knew,before i left. Yet...

So every bad news, people panic and say i must stay here. Well if i moved everything would be safe.

Because, the Queen is dead as well as Prince Phillip, half of parliament (clone and evil sand blast) and everything is safe as long as it's not been within 400 miles of me during the last 2 weeks and even then. Manual labor such as Chinooks and military on foot and in cars and tanks can blow out 400 miles circumference miles pretty easily and in no time at all.

And Uncle Donald doesn't wanna go round 3 so of course you know it's gonna get done. Albuquerque has already been cleansed with a good sand blasting and Alamogordo, White Sands, Taos, Santa Fe, Truth or Consequences, Los Alamos and more.

New Mexico is 370 miles long (tall) x 343 miles wide (across). So it's not very big at all.

So all i have to do is move 400 miles in any direction and the entire space that's been missed by the missiles can be shot instantly.

And that is why i am safe.

Because if they kidnap me and are all make it bigger, well i can't.

If they tell me to stop it. Well i can't.

And so then i can just watch them die.

They could kill me but that will kill them and once it goes into effect they will die instantly so they could demand i allow them to remain alive and live in astronaut suits but then they know if they kidnap me to do so i would kill them.

Then they would have to remain in shelters all their lives and the satellites will see people remaining in one area all the time and it will send an alarm.

There would be no quality of life and no showering or eating or anything. And the trees they can sense clones and once they're seedlings reproduce in mass numbers, the trees in a group of 4 can kill 14000 clones or evil instantly by tearing apart the ground, rubber structure, ripping off their protective gear and exposing them to the uninhabitable air temperature that only their bodies can feel.

So really there's nothing any one can do, clones or evil.

And since we can heal humans of quality only then it means they cant do shit and we don't even need bodies to bring them back to life.

So we're just watching evil and clones run when we turn on the light in a NYC apartment that has roaches and they scatter, run into each other and fall On the floor in a panic.

You should Google it. Its gross and great at the same time.

[twinleska]

Thank you for the tag, @nostalgic90s! I love these ‘thangs. It was also neat finding out that you shipped Harringrove too, when I didn’t know that before. ( ◠‿◠ )

Not tagging anyone because I’m already late for work aaaaand I don’t know whose already done this and who hasn’t!

top four ships : It’s hard to narrow down to four but, Thor x Loki and Steve x Bucky (Marvel), Aziraphale x Crowley (Good Omens) and, err... probably Grimescest, though I’m not big on TWD anymore. Honorable mentions include Jerome x Jeremiah (Gotham) and Ennis x Jack (Brokeback Mountain) because, duh. I didn’t list any LOTR pairings because they’re all valid and loved by me!

last song : Real Love Baby by Father John Misty.

last movie : It’s probably a bad thing that I cannot remember the last movie I watched. I’ve been binging Breaking Bad too much to recall watching anything else as of late— oh, add Walt x Jesse to my list of my ships.

reading : Nothing but comics recently. However, I started Good Omens about a month ago and really need to finish it. The show is precious.

what food are you craving right now? I have a box of fruit roll ups to devour tonight, because adult life.

rules tag 9 people you'd like to know better

Thanks for tagging @joaqz-phoenix 🥰

top four ships Olicity (Arrow), Nabrina (Sabrina & Nick), Choni (Riverdale), FP & Alice (Riverdale)

last song seven deadly sins - man with a mission

last movie star wars - rise of Skywalker

reading the Witcher saga (I start watching the series and was so confused about the story, so I have to read the books first.)

what food are you craving right now? Chocolate chip pancakes

I tag: @arthurskitten @harleyfleck @mijachula @jaylovesbats @pcrushinnerd @ajokeformur-ray

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