#yes i did just rewatch the shooting scene .

[bookinit02]

still thinking about how eddie sees buck covered in his blood bc he got fucking SHOT and still asks “are you hurt” bc . that’s the only thing he cares about

[princessbrunette]

Rewatching season one and thinking about the scene where Wheezie walks in and Rafe quickly flips over his innapropriate magazine out of respect. Imagine him doing the same for deer!reader but because he doesn’t want to taint her innocence

waaaait why are you kind of a genius 🙂‍↕️ i see this as neighbour!rafe with deer!reader and it’s not because he doesn’t wanna taint her innocence, it’s kind of just a knee jerk reaction because he doesn’t want the hot neighbour to see his porn magazines 😒

you come skipping over, rafe barely noticing until you’re virtually right infront of him due to the marijuana clouding his brain. his hand shoots out, flipping the magazines before running a bashful hand through his floppy hair.

“wha’s that?” you hum before you even get to greet him.

“dont worry, alright - why’re you over here anyway?” he drawls, inwardly wondering why his first reaction was to be rude to you. perhaps he’s simply irritated that he got caught.

“was looking for my parents because they’re not home. thought they might be here.” you shrug one shoulder, and he nods slowly, taking a huff from his bong. you stare over the porch, looking into the distance to see if you could see them, or anyone for that matter — as you weren’t so keen on being caught with rafe whilst he’s smoking weed. it didn’t really go with your image.

“y’want some? or….” he coughs, and you turn to blink at him.

“oh, um…” you swallow, overthinking the whole thing. you knew you’d sound deathly uncool. “i don’t smoke.”

rafe wets his lips, nodding exaggeratedly as if to silently say ‘of course.’ before putting it aside. “yeah, uh… good. shits bad for you. you— you know drugs in general just fuck everything up. they ruin lives, man they — they just take everything…i mean, shit.” he rants, growing increasingly more irritated with seemingly no one by the second. at the end of his mini rage, he slams his fist into the soft arm of the porch seat he reclines on, making you widen your eyes slightly.

“yes… that’s what they told us during the anti drug assemblies at school.” you converse, awkwardly wiping your hands down the sides of your plaid dress. you knew rafe enough now to not be so deathly shy, but that didn’t rid you of your social anxiety.

“hah…yeah. shit, i forget we went to the same school. i probably walked right by you, huh.” he calms almost immediately, in the stereotypical unpredictable rafe cameron way. he did walk right past you. many times. you nod, saying nothing at all as to not give yourself away before craning to look behind you at your exit.

“okay. well… if my parents aren’t here i should head home. they’ll probably be there soon anyway.” you glance at your shoes as rafe stands, nodding casually.

“yeah…yeah.”

you go to walk down the porch steps, but stop— feeling a wave of bravery, and turn to look at him over your shoulder, adjusting the tote bag that hangs from it. “oh… and you shouldn’t read those pornographic magazines. they’re objectifying and damaging to women.” you try to hold your chin high, but feel your face get hot. he leans against the porch balcony, seemingly unbothered as you continue walking away.

“yeah well the women in these magazines are gettin’ paid a shit tonne of money so i wouldn’t worry ‘bout them alright?” he calls out carelessly as you disappear away further, before turning his back and sighing, hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “shhhit.” he whispers, to no one but himself.

[aquaholicsanonymousworld]

I was thinking that yn could be Sandra Bullock niece(blame on my rewatch "while you were sleeping" marathon) and she's also an actress.So when her and Lewis get engaged, they make a photoshoot based on that movie(with all due respect to lewis,but daddy Bill was FINE!)😍❤️what do you think?

While You Were Loving Me

Pairing: Lewis Pullman x SandraBullockNiece!Reader Summary: You’re an up-and-coming actress—and Sandra Bullock’s niece. When you and Lewis Pullman announce your engagement, a major magazine asks to do a shoot inspired by While You Were Sleeping. What starts as a tribute to a beloved film turns into something far more intimate than either of you expected.

The Chicago air was fake—blown in by industrial fans and curated by a team of stylists trying to recreate the magic of a 1995 romcom on a backlot in L.A.

You stood on your mark, a warm knit scarf wrapped loosely around your neck, the same shade of blue as the one your aunt wore in While You Were Sleeping. You weren’t playing Lucy this time, though. You were just… you. Wearing a costume, in love with someone real.

Lewis leaned against the faux train booth beside you, in a coat that made him look like Bill Pullman’s more rugged son (which, to be fair, he kind of was). He had his hands jammed into his pockets, grinning sideways at you like you were in on a secret the rest of the world hadn’t quite caught up to yet.

“Are you gonna pretend to save me from an oncoming train, or should I just fall in love with you again right here?” he teased, voice low and rough, the kind of tone that didn’t belong in PG romcoms.

You smiled. “You’re the one who fell first, Pullman.”

“You’re the one who said yes.”

The camera clicked. A candid. A moment between takes. But you already knew—it would be the photo they'd use.

The concept was sweet: a nod to your aunt’s classic film, reimagined through the lens of your own love story. They had you reenact a few scenes—Lewis behind the newspaper at the breakfast table, you in a ticket booth holding a coffee, both of you bundled up under fairy lights on a fake El platform.

But when the photographer asked you to lie on the vintage pull-out couch, curled under a wool blanket with Lewis holding you from behind, the energy shifted.

“You okay?” he whispered near your ear.

You nodded, then turned to look up at him, nose brushing his. “This is kinda surreal.”

He smiled. “Feels real enough to me.”

Later, after the shoot, when your hair was back to its natural waves and the makeup wiped clean, Lewis found you flipping through the raw shots on a producer's monitor.

“That one,” he said, pointing to the candid on the platform.

“You sure?”

He kissed the side of your head. “You look like you just realized you’re in love.”

You looked back at him. “Maybe I did.”

[churipu]

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫! 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

featuring. gojo satoru x reader

warnings. cursing

note. i thought of this when i saw a"rating celebrities i have met" video on tiktok, i imagined what gojo would be like as a celebrity — hence this fic. enjoy <;33 god i want to make actor! jujutsu kaisen a series so bad.

actor! gojo who first saw you during a fan meeting, and when you asked for a weird pose to do with him, he's immediately attached — like love at first sight?

actor gojo! who slips in his phone number when he was signing his picture that you asked him to sign, hoping that you, his very own fan would actually text him. because, he genuinely wants to get to know you better.

actor! gojo who receives a text from you during the night, and the first text he receives from you was a "is this a prank? if it's not, i'm going to roll on the ground and cry. if it is, i'm sorry you had to see this text." and he decided to play with you by saying it's a joke — but stopped when you actually believed in him.

actor! gojo who finds it funny that you still don't believe that the gojo satoru is texting you, so he decided to video call you to make you believe in him (you ended the call immediately and blocked his number for a bit after, only unblocking him when you got your head straight).

actor! gojo who eventually got to know you better, slipping in the time to video call you or voice call you during breaks in his busy schedule. sending you your cravings out of the blue, or even bouquets of your favorite flowers.

actor! gojo who will use his empty schedule to come and meet you — taking you out to eat or just spend the day in your home, or his apartment. even exhausted, he still wanted everything to work out with you, so he would do anything; even if most of the time, the both of you ended up napping together.

actor! gojo who sends selfies of himself or a short video of himself during his schedule so you could know what he was doing — pointing out the most unnecessary things in the video, like how he saw a cat (then taking a picture or video of the cat to send to you), or even telling you how he finished the shoot in a short amount of time, wanting you to be proud of him.

"hi! i just did a scene, and there was this really cute kitty — look, i named him tuxedo, 'cause his fur looks like a suit. isn't he cute? what do you think if i brought him home with me, i think you'd like him!" he said, panning the camera to the said cat, caressing its fur gently.

actor! gojo who checks his phone every time after a take in his shoot to see if you had replied to him, and when he sees your notification, he gets so motivated to do his shoot. and when you don't, he's pretty upset. he turns into a big baby and asks everyone in the set what it meant if someone replies late, he is so dramatic.

actor! gojo who if asked about his ideal type during interviews, mentions and describes your personality and looks. and everyone won't know that he was talking about you, he sees people talking about how specific his words are and speculates that he was seeing someone.

actor! gojo who trended on social media after that particular interview and the account who first speculated how specific his description is, and now the whole world is saying he has a secret lover or is dating backstreet.

actor! gojo who then receives a text from you asking about if he was seeing someone because of his trending name. and he decided to ask you out for good — telling you that it was you he was describing, and he would be glad if you'd go out with him.

[ you ] : you're trending omg

[ gojo satoru ] : i know :D

[ you ] : but now that i rewatched the video, it does seem like you're describing someone, who is it? 😏

[ gojo satoru ] : idk if you're nonchalant or you're just pretending not to know :/

[ you ] : ???

[ gojo satoru ] : it's you, silly. i'm describing you to the world, so now that i've said that — can i please be your boyfriend?

actor! gojo who immediately drives his way to your house when you said yes to him being your boyfriend; he had been holding back the urge to kiss you, holding you close, so when he's yours — he just has to have you close to him.

actor! gojo who was a little upset when you said you wanted to keep the relationship a secret from the world so his fans wouldn't be mad at him. but he accepted it, as long as you're comfortable.

actor! gojo who makes it clear to people on set, including his make up artist, and even director that he now has a partner; and that he's madly in love. everyone on set listens to him talk about you every single day, gojo is so lovestruck that he can't stop talking about you, telling people on set how great you are and how deeply in love he is with you.

actor! gojo who still slips in random selfies and videos of him during work so you won't overthink, he will tell you what he's about to do and with who even if you didn't ask — he didn't want to keep his partner waiting for him, he's communicative to what he's about to do so you won't worry.

actor! gojo who brings you out on a date to a fine dining restaurant one night and it turned out to be the gravest mistake ever when he finds his name trending the very next day, all for the wrong reasons.

actor! gojo who's first worry is you when he was trending. half of his "fans" were bashing the mysterious person (you) off, saying the most mean things ever, and half of his fans were happy that gojo was on a date with you, telling him how they're really happy that he's out on a date despite his busy schedule.

actor! gojo who makes sure you're alright first, telling you how you should never listen to whatever his "fans" are saying — because they're definitely not right, and they're just jealous. he tells you that he will resolve everything, so you don't have to worry about anything.

actor! gojo who clarifies, by quote retweeting a tweet that was meant to hate on you — clarifying that he's married to you (even if he's not), and that you're his partner. he EMPHASIZES on how he's not hesitating to sue anyone who delivered hate, and he's personally keeping track on the usernames of people who had made a hate towards you (he jots them down and screenshots them).

and most of these account decided to deactivate right after his open clarification. losers.

actor! gojo who then made a proper clarification by saying that he is indeed in a relationship with you and that you're his spouse (not yet), and he told the whole world how he won't hesitate to take legal actions to whoever decided to mess with him, his personal life, or you.

actor! gojo who was happy when most of his real fans supported both him and you, and tell you both how happy they are. he giggles and kicks his feet reading the comments about how you both are definitely going to last, and how you both will be the best couple ever. he screenshots them and make an album just for these comments, showing them to you to reassure you that everything was going to be fine. you were going to be fine. you both were going to be fine.

actor! gojo who was asked about you during interviews and he gets so happy and smiley that he gets to show you off in front of the camera, telling everyone how deep in love he is, and how you treat him like the best person in the world. the video went viral and people were so envious of you.

"oh, my spouse? best. person. ever. i met them during a fan meeting, yes. they were a fan of mine — i could say it was love at first sight, i look at them and i just knew i wanted to marry them."

people then began to believe that they have a chance with their own idols, most of them making this a meme, and they use gojo as one of those tiktok standards videos.

actor! gojo who still sends you selfies and videos after a long time of dating, never breaking the routine. even when he has a schedule out of the country — he still makes time for you, engaging in video calls and voice calls despite the time zones, sends you the sweetest voice mails when he can't do a call and brings you the best souvenirs ever.

actor! gojo who casually assumes that you both are married since the first time you both got caught — he bought you a ring, and just slips it on you, telling you that you're both now married. and you casually accepted, you both had your own moment, made the official marriage certificate without anyone knowing. and the next second, he just announces to the whole set who knew about his "clarification" that he's actually, for real, honestly, married to you. and he tells them his clarification wasn't just a lie to get out of the situation.

actor! gojo who posted your face for the first time in his social media after so long, and he trended again. this time, with you. the fans were so happy, he gets so happy when his fans compliments you — and he happily retweets and reposts every single thing they say about you. he's such a proud husband.

actor! gojo who mentions your name whenever he wins an award, once again telling the whole world how he wouldn't be able to make it until now without you by his side. and how he's so thankful that you're always there even during his toughest times. he has a habit of ending his award speech with a: "y/n l/n, you're the love of my life, i love you. mwah."

a fan of his made a compilation of his ending speech for you, and posted it on twitter, which of course, went viral.

actor! gojo who constantly posts you and writes about you on his social media with the cheesiest captions ever, and people were down for it. telling you how lucky you are to have a husband like him, and gojo always replies back by saying he was the lucky one.

actor! gojo who finds out you read fanfictions about him when you miss him, he pokes fun at you for it — but finds you really cute, then you both make it a routine to read fanfictions of him.

"oh, i would totally do that. how did they even come up with these? they're really good at this," gojo laughs, laying his chin on top of your shoulder as you scrolled your phone.

actor gojo! who gets so happy when you come to visit him on set, and gets so motivated because you were there real time to see him on the act. and spends his break with you, the crew on set gets so disgusted by him and posts about how gojo acts around you on social media — and the fans are finding it hilarious, they ask the crew for more information about gojo and you.

actor! gojo who definitely brings you to red carpet awards, wanting you to be there with him. asking the paparazzi to take many pictures of you so that he could save them, and they do. taking your pictures from different angles, posting them on social media so gojo could save them.

actor! gojo who refuses acts where he has to kiss another actor/ress, he didn't mind holding hands or hugging. but when it comes to locking his lips with another person who is not you — he won't do it. even when you tell him that it was fine since it was his job, gojo still refuses, and directors would go lengths as long as gojo will act for them, cutting out the kiss scenes and settling for something less intimate.

actor! gojo who sometimes get caught by paparazzi when he's on the way to visit you or when he's buying a gift for you. telling the paparazzi they shouldn't upload the pictures until a specific date when he's planning to surprise you, and the paparazzi agrees (sometimes), but when some of them uploaded the pictures right on the same day, he gets so upset that they ruined his surprise for you.

actor! gojo who protects you from shameless paparazzis, not hesitating to tell them off in front of the camera for you. because, let's all be real, most paparazzis could be a pain in the ass, they could be awful, and they could be really persistent.

"hey, back off from them. i'll fucking hurt you if you get closer, understand?" and these paparazzi will taunt him for it, but gojo could care less about them, he only cares about your safety.

"i'll ruin your fucking camera, y'piece of shit. don't you fucking dare touch my spouse, i'm serious." he mutters out, pushing away a man who had undoubtedly came rushing over, trying to get you out of the way so he could picture gojo.

actor! gojo who makes it clear that he won't tolerate people being hurting you at all. and he won't be afraid to take a risk to hurt them back for you.

actor! gojo who will sacrifice his job for you. because on camera and behind camera, all he thinks about is you.

© CHURIPU 2024 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

[parker-artio]

Do’ya think that the Wayne family would get invited to be on the lip sync battle show? (Or just for the segment in SNL?) because omg, I just rewatched Tom Hollands umbrella performance, and I was thinking: Wow, Dick would do this…

I’ve seen people joke that Bruce would be on SNL and even play skits, but it makes me think, what about his kids? They’re just as famous as he is. Plus, there’s no way that they don’t have the humor that won’t get noticed by the media, they’d thrive on SNL.

Like what about those YouTube channels too? The one where it’s like: [Insert two Celebrity names here] react to most google searches of them.

Or something like that.

Do you think Bruce has gone on there with every single one of his kids? Or did all of them do it? Like a huge room, all of them sat around each other as Bruce pulled off the strips.

Bruce sitting on the chair holding the sign laughing, with Dick to his left, and Tim to his right: Is Dick Grayson-Wayne Romani?

Dick opening his mouth to answer:

Tim, deciding that as the younger sibling it’s now his job to ruin his answer: No. He’s European.

Dick laughing, knowing that it’s not too well known that Romani people are European: Ur-a-peeing?

Tim:

Dick:

Bruce poorly holding back a laugh and hiding his face in his hands:

-Cue a dark screen before it shows Bruce sitting with two more of his kids in either side of him, the youngest and his only daughter-

Bruce once again sitting in the middle and reading off of the huge card, pulling off the white paper: Is Cassandra Wayne deaf?

Damian without hesitation: She can hear just fine, however, if we mean as in tone deaf, then yes. She can’t sing.

Cass smiling: Says you.

-They share a look that anyone with siblings can indicate as the one you see before you get throttled-

(It quickly goes to the last set of his kids)

Bruce is sitting between the two, both of them are tall, and built mostly of muscle, much like him, but both look like they’ll be bigger than Bruce as they get older: Is Duke Thomas-Wayne adopted?

Duke smiling: Obviously not, can’t you see the resemblance between me and Bruce?

Jason: it’s like you’re looking a mirror.

Duke: exactly, I’m the biological son.

Bruce ignoring them as he peels off another one- off of the other card: Is Jason Todd-Wayne taller than Bruce Wayne?

Duke: stand up lets check!

Que, Bruce and Jason standing back to back, and a very visible height difference between the two, Jason obviously taller.

Duke: Bruce is taller!

-It goes back to the room with Tim and Dick-

Bruce reading off another board: Is Tim Drake-Wayne gay?

Dick: only sometimes.

Tim: yeah.

-The second room yet again. Both of the kids looking a bit disheveled and Bruce exhausted sitting between them.-

Bruce pulling off the thing and sighing before he reads it: Is Damian Wayne vegetarian or vegan?

Cass: There’s a difference?

Damian annoyed: of course there’s a difference… [insert 45 minute rant of the differences], and I am vegetarian.

I can just imagine them reading the questions about Bruce though-

Dick reading it as he pulls it off: How is Bruce Wayne.. famous?

Tim without missing a beat: Nepotism.

Dick shooting back: That’s the same for you.

Tim: I’m not ashamed of that.

Bruce sitting between them laughing into the pal of his hands, hiding his face as his shoulders shake violently:

-The next clip cuts off just as Bruce starts to fall out of his chair giggling-

Cass reading the board as Damian holds it and peels the thing off: Is Bruce Wayne Jewish?

Bruce nodding: my mother is, and by default that makes me Jewish too.

Damian: I’m not.

Cass: you should be.

-it goes to the next scene as Bruce gets onto his feet ready to jump in just as the two of them look like they’re about to fight again-

Jason sighing as he reads off of the board: How much is Bruce Wayne worth?

Duke: half a snickers bar and the lint in my pocket

Jason: that’s too much already!

Bruce sitting between them exasperated:

Duke, again: The lint out of a random persons belly button?

Jason: still too much…

Duke: the ashes of a burnt pile of shit?

Jason: hm… too much, but at least it had no potential to be worth anything, so sure.

Bruce sighing: thank you boys. I feel loved.

Jason smiling brightly: you shouldn’t!

If you can’t tell, I’ve never actually watched one of those videos the full way through- but I definitely feel like it’d be entertaining for the crew, annoying to the kids, and dealbreaking for Bruce (he’s never going to take them to another open interview again)

[antiquarianfics]

Therapy

Sometimes all a person needs is a little reassurance they’re not a bad person.

A/N: I’m rewatching TFATWS and the therapy scene broke me tbh. Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x GN!Reader Warnings: None. Note: I do not own the character Bucky Barnes or any other Marvel affiliated characters.

You do not have permission to repost or translate my work; however, feel free to like, comment, or reblog.

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“And if he was wrong about you, then he was wrong about me!”

Bucky’s words make you tense, and you feel your heart clench. Your eyes shoot from Bucky, to Sam, to Raynor. Neither Sam nor Raynor seem as affected by Bucky’s words as you. You suppose, however, his therapist would only see Bucky’s confession as a breakthrough, and his friend, in his anger, would only see it as selfish.

Bucky seems to realize he admitted something not only to the room, but to himself. It was clearly not his plan to share such a thought, and it was clearly a thought he didn’t want to admit to himself.

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Later, when Sam, Bucky, and yourself are sitting on a plane, headed to meet with Zemo (against your protests), you finally bring up the impromptu therapy session with Bucky.

“Sweetheart?” You say, pulling Bucky’s attention from a random spot on the wall he’s staring at to you.

The hardened expression on Bucky’s face melts away as he looks at you.

“Doll?” He responds, mimicking your same questioning tone.

You bite your lip anxiously before leaning forward and planting a kiss on his lips. The kiss takes him slightly off guard, but he happily returns it. The kiss takes you slightly off guard, too, because you kissed him to buy yourself some time to figure out what you want to say. After a second, you pull away, anxiously biting your lip again.

“What was that for?” Bucky asks, a goofy smile gracing his lips.

“Uh…” you trail off. “A distraction?”

“A distraction?”

“Uh, yeah. I needed to distract you while I figured out what to say.”

He shoots you a questioning look, but you continue before he can say anything.

“What you said earlier, to Sam,” you start, voice unsure.

Bucky sighs and leans back in his seat, closing his eyes.

“Y/N,” he says, a pleading tone lacing each syllable of your name. He doesn’t want to talk about this.

“Bucky,” you argue, “I just… I just want you to be okay. Do you really think that? That Steve was wrong about you?” The thought upsets you, and you can tell he knows it.

“Wasn’t he?”

“No.”

“Doll.”

“James.”

He meets your eyes and you raise an eyebrow at him.

“Steve trusted Sam with his shield—with his legacy. Steve was a better person than all of us. If… if he was wrong about Sam, then he was wrong about me.”

“First of all, Steve was just a man. He wasn’t a god, and we need to stop talking about him like he was. He was a really good man, yes, but just a man. His opinion on any one person or any one situation is not inherently the right one. Second of all, that’s a logical fallacy and you know it. Steve gave Sam the shield because he believed he would do with it what was right. Sam did exactly what he thought was right. You have to stop blaming him for that. Third of all, Steve wasn’t wrong about you. If he was, Buck, you’d be in prison, but he wasn’t and you’re not. You’re here, with me, with Sam, and you’re trying to make the world a better place.”

Bucky stares at you. You’re so adamant, and it scares him. He knows you’re right, but even if you weren’t, he thinks he’d believe you simply because you’re so sure of yourself. He swallows.

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

You sigh in relief that he’s at least agreeing with you.

“Y/N?” He asks. You hum in response.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

[cedarwrought]

my thoughts on tbhx ep 7 (spoilers below cut) (if you saw this before no you didnt)

im curious about e-soul's health condition now- at first i thought it was just the old e-soul who had the labored breathing but it seems that yang cheng has inherited it too? im thinking back to when he was in the hospital and mentioning that e-soul's power felt similar to electricity. i really want to know the details of this power and its health effects!

yang cheng losing the same arm the old e-soul lost in their final battle is sad but it represents the never-ending cycle of heroism and capitalism. despite what yang cheng thinks, he's not changing a system. it can't be done with only one person's will, strong as it may be. i'm hoping that this will all change in the tournament we've been hearing about, but i'm worried about his mental state as of right now tbh.

uncle rock is so scary- genuinely. not only did he take advantage of two young men in his scheme to kidnap little pomelo, but he had no qualms kidnapping one in order to leverage it against the other into shooting shang chao. AND PROCEEDED TO DROWN THEM BOTH IN WET CONCRETE AFTER THE DEED WAS DONE.

but besides that, his understanding of perception and how it's wielded is terrifying. he knew how to draw out og! esoul into using a particular move and was able to manipulate the public into pressuring him into doing exactly that.

it makes me wonder if he had cultivated yang cheng's personality to be the way it is, but i'm leaning towards him knowing yang cheng's background, seeing how his trajectory in life was going and taking advantage of the opportunity that presented itself. after all, it's like the special love seat: it doesn't have powers or anything to make you fall in love, but uncle rock took advantage of an opportunity already present.

also. to me . shang chao and xia qing represent the upper class and middle/lower class respectively. xia qing wanted yang cheng to have a normal life- to go to a concert with her and not lose himself to the identity of e-soul. meanwhile, shang chao immediately wanted to thrust yang cheng into the world of heroism (and in a top ten spot, no less). he grew up with these types of privileges and thrusts them upon yang cheng without a second thought, but we can't be having that now can we?

it makes sense for shang chao to be dead- to someone in the lower class like yang cheng, you can never truly assimilate to the upper echelons of society.

it's also quite stark in the funeral scene when mr shang is confronted by yang cheng. yang cheng's wearing a blue shirt, black cardigan, and pants. he quite literally cannot afford a suit. and while i understand parental rage, mr shang's treatment of yang cheng is telling of the wealthy elite: unless you can make yourself useful, get out of their sight.

i wonder about uncle rock's background too. he seemed quite comfortable and didn't struggle with his transition to donning more refined clothing- i wonder if he had grown up well-off but had been cast off by his family or never really had a chance to make it big like mr shang and has been biding his time. yang cheng makes a comment about how his campaign would cost a lot of money but uncle rock seems very unbothered

another thing- yang cheng showing up to class late and covered with mud and spinning it into saying he guesses he's just more down to earth is foreboding of his future. like yes, he is. he wanted to enter the fight so that people can have a hero who fought for justice (albeit not realizing to be a hero is to resign yourself to the whims of corporations and public opinion- which doesn't always advocate for justice, particularly online). but also . he's naive. in a circumstance where most would make an excuse of some sort, he's painfully sincere and endearing about it. and that sincerity, that genuine desire, was easy for uncle rock to manipulate.

i'll do a proper analysis post later on once ive rewatched yang cheng's arc but in the meantime i'll weep for yang cheng and his future

[gamesetattach]

No Words

Jannik Sinner x Reader Blurb of Jannik's dynamic with his PR manager... he's not the most cooperative. Honestly, he straight up ghosts his social team. But reader makes all of that somewhat bearable... but he never really gives it, or her, much thought. Until... Rewatched "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" earlier and so the yellow dress scene was on my mind. I love a good formal-wear reveal, you know. Warnings include... reader in a dress, observations of reader's body (nothing specific, descriptive, or characteristic, and it's relatively brief!), basically Jannik eye-fucks reader

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Jannik Sinner wasn’t a difficult client, exactly. He was always polite, professional, never outright dismissive of the many media obligations that came with his career. He never argued when you handed him a schedule packed with interviews or a list of deliverables for brand partnerships. He nodded along when you explained why a certain post or event was important, why a particular sponsor wanted more engagement.

But he could be slow to agree, sometimes a little reluctant. It wasn’t like he ever jumped at the chance to fulfill any PR duties—you often had to coax him to participate at all. And that was an understatement.

Painfully long amounts of time passed before he'd respond to your texts about social media. He’d take forever to approve posts or captions, to film the requested clips that you had to practically chase him down for. His messages were always short, efficient, and oh so polite—and they were anything but eager. It was obvious that this wasn’t an aspect of his lifestyle he wanted to do, it just happened to be another chore he understood to be a necessary evil. 

That was the first thing you had learned to remind yourself when you took on the role of managing athletes’ social media and PR. They didn’t hate you, they hated your job. 

And Jannik was no exception. 

He had made it very clear from the beginning that this side of his career—the sponsorship shoots, the media requests, the perfectly curated Instagram posts—was not his priority.

"I just want to play tennis," he had said flatly, after you cut off his seventh take of a video meant to thank the dozens of guests that came to Nike’s most recent event just for him. He had to list each person by name, and he seemed to always stumble on the same few—he was fed up before you even started filming, if you were honest. You should’ve just been grateful he was sticking it out at all, some of your other clients weren’t quite so gracious.

"And I want you to play tennis," you had countered, before handing him his phone with a reminder to actually post something. “So let me manage the part of your career that exists outside the court, so you can focus even more on the game. Just—let’s just get through this. We’re so close, I promise.”

It had been like this since the start—a delicate balance between his reluctance and your persistence. He didn’t like the PR side of things, but he respected that you had a job to do. And despite the slow responses, despite the way he’d let your calls ring out more often than not, he still did what you asked.

“Jannik?” You said over the phone after he finally picked up, you’d tried him for days. 

“...Yes?”

“I need you to write a caption for the series of photos I sent you the other day. It can be simple, I just want it to be from you.” You hadn’t bothered with pleasantries, cutting straight to the chase.

“I—” He started to speak before you heard the audio shift, the other end sounding like he moved the phone away from his ear to swipe through the photos. Probably for the first time, too, you thought to yourself.

You gave a moment for him to look through the handful of images, but after a minute of silence passed you rolled your eyes and spoke once more. Prompting him, “Jannik?”

“Yeah—still here.” You could picture the expression on his face, brows probably furrowed as he continued to stare down at his screen. “I don’t know what I should say, I—I have no words.”

“You have no words…”

“...No.” The smile in his voice was undeniable, you huffed a little to yourself knowing it was in response to your exasperation.

“Okay well—I’ll write out a couple options, and you pick the best one, okay?” You almost always ended up offering the same thing. 

“You’re the best. Thank you.” And he really did sound sincere.

“—And Jannik.” You’d cut off his gratitude, worried he might quickly end the call and then escape you once more. “I’m going to send those options in literally a minute. One minute. So please, please respond as soon as I send it. We need to get the post out tonight.”

He hadn’t even tried to conceal his laughter at that, “Will do. You have my word.”

And he had stuck to it, much to your relief.

Because, though he never said it outright, you had come to understand one thing over time: he always did it because it was you asking. He listened to you, even if he didn’t like what it was that he had to do. And if you were being honest? It was hard not to let that go to your head.

Beneath the quiet irritation, the way he sighed when you asked him to redo a shot, the way he ghosted half of your messages but never fully ignored you—you liked him. Not in the abstract, professional dynamic way. It was a little more than that. It was in a way that made your stomach flip when he rolled his eyes but still did what you asked. In the way that made it infuriatingly difficult to separate your job from him.

The majority of your interactions with Jannik were based on professional pretense—it was the only reason either of you two ever corresponded. He’d never seen you outside of that lens.

When the opportunity did come, you’d leapt at the chance. You didn’t have to just be in the background of one of his tournaments or one of his appearances. You weren’t the voice over the phone or a text handling his media schedule.

For the first time, you could just come as you were. As yourself.

It was when you got to attend a formal event as a part of Jannik’s team, a lavish evening filled with sponsors, press—much like the kind of networking opportunities you usually had to force Jannik to attend. But, this one was to celebrate the supporting staff of athletes, honoring team's like Janniks. People who took on roles such as your own. 

The rest of the group had reached long before, the coaches and the trainers being the main honorees. So that night, Jannik had shown up by himself. And so had you. 

All dressed up and everything.

You didn’t quite know what to expect when you walked into the venue. But you felt him before you even saw it—his attention, locked onto you like a forehand down the line, unwavering and precise.

And when you met his gaze across the room, something shifted.

Jannik had always been reserved with you, and with the cameras. Controlled, rarely letting anything slip. He had mastered the art of restraint, of keeping things measured—his emotions, his words, his reactions; it was one of the few saving graces that actually ever aligned with your role's needs. 

He was someone who could endure five-hour matches in blistering heat without showing so much as a crack, who could walk into press rooms and deflect questions with practiced ease. The kind of person who could tune out entire stadiums, silencing all external noise with nothing more than sheer force of will. But now?

Now, it was like he had forgotten how to breathe.

And he wasn’t just staring—he was stunned. Wholly and completely, unapologetically caught off guard. 

His grip around his drink went slack, his fingers barely curled around the glass, his usual, effortless posture straightening to betray him. His body had frozen mid-motion, caught in the middle of some half-formed thought or conversation he no longer had the ability to process. 

It was like every reaction of his was scripted—everything he did seemed too dramatic to be real. But you’d seen too many of his acting attempts to believe that he could have faked the way he’d looked at you. The way he’d felt.

He did an obvious double take, and his pulse seemed to both stop and race at the same time. His lips parted, practically gaping at you as his entire being seemed to suspend for a moment in time, his gaze tracing the length of you, unblinking. 

It was like his brain was struggling to catch up to something his body had already registered.

And when his eyes finally lifted back to your face, there was something almost vulnerable behind them. Like seeing you like this had peeled a layer back, left him open in a way he didn’t know how to hide. His mouth opened, as if to say something, but nothing came. No sarcastic quip, no coolly measured greeting.

You had Jannik Sinner completely speechless...

And that only continued throughout the rest of the night.

His glass still sat untouched in his hand, his usual air of nonchalance nowhere to be found. His eyes dragged slowly over you every so often, taking in the drape of your dress, the dip of your shoulders, the small of your back. How you seemed to be even more yourself than usual, something about the way you carried yourself without the usual responsibility of your job taking the front seat.

It was like you couldn’t get rid of him—not that you wanted to.

You felt him watching you, eyes trailing on your every movement at nearly every part of the event. Like he couldn’t look away. 

So, smirking to yourself, you had a thought—a feeling. It was like every begrudging moment between you, every reluctant task, every slow message of his… it had all been a slow build up to this.

You exhaled, rolling your shoulders, hyperaware of the weight of his attention. It was heavy, thick in the distance between you, pulling at you even if you turned away. Because even when you weren’t looking towards him, you still felt it—his gaze on you, following the curve of your spine, the way the silk of your dress hugged against you with every step.

It wasn’t just that he was seeing you done up for the first time. It was you, outside of the job, outside of the role you played in his world, outside of every guarded interaction that had kept this from happening sooner. And, that fact...it got him. It really did. 

He marveled at the fact that he hadn’t seen it before. That he hadn’t seen you, not really.

As you connected with the rest of the team, he lingered in place, sticking to himself for most of the night—eyes trained on you even as you spoke to those closest to him. He didn’t come up to you until the end of the event neared, and you couldn’t tell if it was nerves or if he just wanted the time to process the shift in all its gravity. Time to continue admiring you.

And when he finally made his way over to stand right by you, his shoulder sturdy and just slightly offset from yours, he easily pulled your attention from the surrounding chatter when he ducked his head down to your ear—

“No words—I have no words.”

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Can't really claim that there's a lot of substance to this one. It's not so much love at first sight, as it is lust at second glance... Nothing wrong with a little, late realization though

Finally posted not too far off from my intended schedule time, for the first time in like 2 weeks!! A win... a win!

If you haven't already, check out yesterday's fic!! 'Tis one of my favs rn xx

[princeramil]

Can't even talk about how sad and offended I am for how the characters handled the situation with Kant. I understand that Style wants to save his friend and that Kant wants to save himself (even if I don't believe a single word he says) but I'm so mad at Bison.

Why does he keep thinking it's all about him? Kant offended both. Not only Bison. He can't choose what Fadel is allowed to feel after all the problems he caused.

1. Kant almost sent him and Bison to jail. Yes, this betrayal affects Fadel too because it's more than a love story.

2. Kant put Style in danger, facing extreme situations (like getting shot) as consequences of Kant's lies. And yes, I know Style ended up accepting but he literally didn't have other options because Kant said "he can kill you if you leave now" and then "you are all I have".

3. Kant's plan triggered Fadel's past trauma and fears of:

a. Letting people in.

b. Betrayal.

c. Losing someone he loves.

Even if he could heal from a and b, he still needs to suffer from the c. Because, he knew since the beginning of the show, why he shouldn't dream of love. Because his lifestyle doesn't let him, because if you love someone you don't put them in danger. He can still lose Style and the cycle will start over and over again. It's crazy how little this show cares about mental health. Bison's is non-existent.

And after all of that, Bison decides that he will still put himself first, and make this whole scene (which is a clear emotional reaction after all the trauma) about himself as if this was always about not letting him get a boyfriend. It was never about that. The audacity of pointing a gun to Fadel and say "It's my life" as if it wasn't Fadel's too. Did Bison ever care about Fadel? Because Style is the only person who respects his feelings. Did he ever think about him when he did all of this? He literally ran away out of anger to "kill" Kant and didn't even tell him where. He not only didn't kill Kant but also teamed up with him.

And then he only says "I'm sorry, I was angry".

It's crazy.

Then you can tell me Bison isn't selfish and self-centered. How can't he never think about Fadel after doing anything? And when he could, he just pointed a gun at him because he chose himself. And let me tell you: Bison never had enough reasons to believe Kant was truthful. Fadel has reasons to believe because he knows that, somewhere in the middle, Style didn't even know about all of this (not to mention that their development was more realistic and coherent). Why still choosing Kant over Fadel? And I know it's not like he would've killed him but that action was a whole statement.

And even after all of the things Fadel had to face for Bison, he still chooses Bison. Fadel celebrated Bison's birthday (while being angry and hurt) and decided to forgive Kant. What Bison ever did for Fadel? He's just ungrateful for his protection.

It felt so wrong to see how Bison never take any of Fadel's feelings seriously. Like he doesn't matter because he's just a sad and bored brother. He probably doesn't know about any of the things Fadel went through because Fadel only told some stuff to someone who proved to care about him. And that's Style. And that's why I think Style was right when he said he's the only one who really wants the best for him.

Fadel was mocked off again during the "almost shooting" Kant scene. Whatever hurt Fadel felt, it doesn't matter because we only care about Bison's. Fadel gets to put the gun down and make some joke????? about the seafood????? And then you want to tell me the show takes Fadel's feelings serious? I literally can't rewatch that scene because I can't stand it. It feels so wrong. So much hurt untold and unhealed for the sake of the "plot".

[regardingjenmish]

The thing that pisses me off the most is that people fought Tim on this. The network fought him on it until he threw a full tantrum and annoyed them into saying yes. The ENTIRE CAST fought him on this. Kenny was basically talking shit every chance he had. Fuck, Peter himself didn’t want to be written off. But the dumbass writer who got lazy after s4 and has been slowly and slowly getting lazier persisted that this is important for the storyline. And yet it is thee worst fucking thing he has ever come up with (and that list is long). It’s rushed, it’s all over the place, you can tell that while he has been “planning this for months” like he swears in his 700th interview of the day, it was clearly done so fucking last minute it’s actually pathetic.

Had they gone at this in a different way, MAYBE i’d find it in me to not care about how dumb this is. Like oh idk, announce it during the 3 month hiatus that Peter is leaving the show. Spend 8a giving Bobby a storyline with characters that wraps up nicely into his send off. Give him a proper goodbye that isn’t rushed in the last 2 minutes of the episode TWICE! Make sure that the 118 is fully there for this bullshit ass story and give Bobby and more importantly Peter a nice way to say goodbye to the show and cast AND THE FANS who have been a part of his life for 8 years.

And yet instead, you spent 8 episodes making us watch a fucking fake tv show and spend a ton of time giving air time to a fake actor from the fake show. And that was Bobby’s story. This is how I know this bald man child, woke up on a random Wednesday and said ‘ohhhhh i know what they won’t see coming!’ And decided to shoot his cast and show in the foot. Because he wanted some extra attention since nobody gives a fuck about him.

Up until episode 13 this season was absolutely amazing. It had it’s moments, sure but what show doesn’t? Yeah, you could tell some episodes were rushed and yeah imo the Maddie two parter was….dumb BUT it was still good! It still pushed the characters slowly towards a certain goal and we were having fun. And now? These last 3 episodes genuinely feel like some other show. The cast still did a phenomenal job just like they always do no matter how shitty the script is. But the writers? Tim? Yeah, they completely lost the fucking plot of what this show even is. All because that man child wanted 3 extra seconds of attention.

Fucked up that fans watched this and felt nothing on emotional level because of how badly this episode was written. Fucked up that i still remember that horse from s2 dying and i skip that scene on rewatches bc that shit was heartbreaking to watch but your MAIN CHARACTER dying felt like I could’ve gone to the bathroom during the scenes. Fucked up that Bobby got a better send off with the 118 in s7 finale where he was trying to retire than in the episode that they killed him off in. Fucked up to treat your show and cast and your fans this way…

[applecoreyearning]

Is just me or does this season feel crazy predictable? I feel like season 1 + 2 each ep I was gagged? Like each episode had me on the edge of my seat. Idk if it’s the overall plot of the season, or the pacing, or the character development? something just feels off. It could also be that I’m watching the show with people for the first time or that it’s the first time i’m just watching it episode by episode.

Things that bug me (also if i’m missing some details i do have the memory of a goldfish)

Other tai just slipping in conveniently when she’s going to shoot coach and she’s NOT asleep - does she just have multiple personality disorder? is the trauma that made it develop from her grandmother passing or the plane crash? they could have put a scene or two of child tai sleepwalking/changing alters as a child, or another instance of other tai coming out in the previous season/or just subtle instances. BC it just seemed like a lazy/easy way to just progress the plot. but again maybe the rest of the season will tie it in better

The time jump is the biggest one. the cabin burning down was such a huge thing and to barely acknowledge that is wild. I also would LOVE to know how they survived the rest of the winter 🙂‍↕️ we have barely seen nat in a leadership role - how did she keep them alive? where did they live? how did they rebuild? once it wasn’t life or death how did they cope? this would have been a great place to start really developing the shauna/nat power struggle.

shauna being unhinged- i love it it’s great for her character and i get why she’s that way… but what happened to her relationship w tai? like yes she was unhinged in the second season but now it feels very shauna and melissa vs the rest of the group. ik she was pretty isolated in the cabin too but it feels worse outside? she has no other meaningful character interactions rn besides small one offs w nat…. also like give melissa more to her character esp if she’s a survivor? all ik about her is she stands behind shauna and yells one liners… like yea they kissed but how is that affecting shauna? is she realizing she was gay for jackie? or is she just dragging melissa along to keep her loyal to her? what’s keeping her tied to her humanity?

WHAT HAPPENED TO CRYSTAL

the yellow filter if it’s not a plot device

also like did they all have the same dream? if they did are they not going to explore that more?

lottie dying? like why what was the point of the shoplifting and coming over to shauna’s? did she know some one was after her? why the 50k?

The adult time line seems disjointed somehow?

them saying it’s getting cold again… where did the time go?

Overall there’s been just a lot of changes w/o context that feel jarring to the plot idk. this was also just a brain dump really! i def am going to rewatch after it all comes out fs 🙂‍↕️ this also isn’t to say i don’t love the show and im so happy we got another season!

[jemgirl86]

Maybe it’s because I have had longstanding and transparent disdain for TFATWS, but I don’t get a lot of the criticisms for BNW. Shoot, maybe I really am grading on a curve, but imo BNW is a solid B if we’re grading against all MCU products.

Listen…

Would I have liked Cap villains? Yes. Would it have been awesome to get a Riley flashback and a little discussion of the parallels of Sam & Riley and Sam & Joaquin? Absolutely. Would I have loved to see some more of Sarah and the boys and maybe even get an in depth Gideon shoutout? Of course.

But, look, I followed enough of the production and saw enough rumors that I had already assumed that wasn’t happening. And, since I am not only a member of, but am also the President of The Malcolm Spellman Haters Club, I was holding my breath and expecting the worst when I first sat down in my theater, but guess what?

The movie was not the worst. As a matter of fact, it was good. It was a good action movie in general, and a good Captain America movie, specifically. And, most important of all, it consistently respected Sam, something TFATWS failed to do on numerous occasions.

Do you know how many times I’ve rewatched TFATWS? ZERO. ZILCH. NADA. I only pull up specific scenes when I need to reference something, but I cannot sit through the entirety of that thing again when most of it plays like a humiliation ritual for my favorite character.

Now, by comparison, I’ve already seen BNW twice.

Sam was respected in BNW. He was a skilled fighter, a skilled negotiator, a great leader. He was clever, and badass, and compassionate. He was awesome.

He was everything a hero should be. He was everything Sam Wilson has always been.

Look, put your beef with the plot of the film aside. We all already knew going into it that it wasn’t going to be the plot Sam or his fans would get in a perfect world. We’re probably never going to have social worker Sam, living in Harlem, fighting Cap specific villains. And we all know it, so is it really fair to judge the movie over things we knew from jump were not going to be in the movie? IMO it isn’t.

I have to look at the final product and judge it that way - how the Sam Wilson character was treated and handled within the setting TPTB dropped him in.

And when I do that, I’m satisfied.

He wasn’t a “magical negro,” he was a hero trying to save his friend and a lot of other people. He wasn’t constantly being bullied and disrespected by his co-worker, his wannabe co-worker, and damn near every other character around him. Instead, he was loved and respected by his inner circle, and respected by practically everyone he encountered. He wasn’t written as incompetent, his phone wasn’t going off in the middle of missions 🙄. No, he was an excellent strategist, incredibly clever, and a great fighter. He was compassionate, even to his enemies.

I’m rambling now, and I don’t even know quite how to phrase it, but…

The MCU was never going to give us comic accurate Sam Wilson, but they did give us comic Sam’s essence. They gave us his personality and skills. They gave us a good man, and it was a good movie with great acting, and it really just feels like a lot of these complaints I’m seeing are a reach, especially considering that we all know how the MCU works and we all knew what this movie was going to entail before it was even released.

You didn’t like it? That’s your prerogative. But when you’re criticizing it, at least make sure your criticisms make sense within the context of the MCU and how Sam has previously been written.

[padawansuggest]

Real take: I like Star Wars. I like the prequels because they have more fleshed out world building than the originals. I like the originals because it has a compelling storyline and character building. I like the cartoons because they do things that live action cannot. I like the children’s show Young Jedi Adventures and I think it’s both cute, extremely full of world building, and it’s designed to bring back the cartoon storyline of learning a lesson every episode that young children can relate to. I like the Mandalorian because it took a species with exactly two known people from it, and added a third, but made them a baby, and they were cute, and it shows the morals of Mandalorian adoption and love for children. I love Ahsoka because it took a favorite cartoon series and not only brought it to life, but also it’s funny and very full of world building for both the New Republic Rebellion scene, as well as more Dathomirian nightsister lore. I love a lot of other Star Wars off-shoots because they gave good storylines, they try to bridge plotholes, and a lot of amazing characters and new places to play with. I adore, fucking love, would give my life for Star Wars Visions; the lore and new concepts alone have captivated me and I can and HAVE made posts about things Visions did that no other SW series has touched and I’m so obsessed with the force and it’s aspects as well as just species and such you have no idea I would sell any of you for SW Visions. In fact, I would sell any of you for Young Jedi Adventures too. The worldbuilding alone for those two series is enough to have me vibrating with excitement with every episode. Sometimes I rewatch episodes of them just for random juicy facts that I can use for fics.

But you know why I don’t tell people I like Star Wars in real life? People always lookin at something they hate, and the most incel take on it is that it’s got too many women now. But irl non-fandom people who just want to ‘enjoy the ambiance of the original trilogy’ and me do not get along because they actually hate Star Wars. They genuinely hate Star Wars.

I can give you 50 plot lines in various sections of canon and legends that boiled my blood (tho not that one time Anakin at 12 literally boiled a man’s blood inside his body, that was hilarious his eyes turned black like a demons I’m so obsessed with him), but I’m not gonna talk about those.

Aren’t you exhausted? Wouldn’t it be nicer to gush about how amazing a certain costume design was? How the implications of a certain species makes you so excited you could burst? Wouldn’t you like to talk about how that one character just doesn’t get enough love and it wasn’t because they were fridged it was just because they didn’t get enough love from the fans for being black or female or disabled or something?

I am going to tell you this now, and you’re gonna hate me for it but I’m right: if you didn’t like Mortis because you think the force Doesn’t Work Like That? You don’t like Star Wars.

I’m tired of interacting with comments on commercials because it’s full of idiots crying about more women, a black character, the fact that ‘oh that wouldn’t happen’ as if the High Republic era didn’t literally have some sort of fucked up midichlorian vampire roaming the outer rim killing anyone force sensitive. Obviously they def would have acolytes set before the prequels shove it up your ass.

Anyways. Stop talking about what you hate. Yes, I get it. We are tired of rote pumped stories, but that doesn’t change the fact that there will ALWAYS be someone who hates the story you love, and loves the story you hate. You cannot please everyone, and I for one have found just about all off-shoot SW series individualized and compelling in some way or another.

You know what I did when I starting hating about 90% of all new Marvel movies? I stopped watching them. If I want back in the fandom I have older ones I can watch or simply only interact with fics.

Because Marvel, as much as they Need To Calm Their Shit, isn’t about me, and it isn’t for me anymore.

But I think a lot of you hate so much Star Wars content that you truly need to stop interacting with the series. It’s not for you anymore. And just because you didn’t like it doesn’t mean it’s not real SW. Not sorry, but this ain’t your scene anymore and you need to find a new one.

[stinkw333d]

S3E7 morning rewatch stream of thoughts! spoilers, obviously

-So what, would Joel McHale just not play fake gay? not casting him to be Older Paul was such a missed opportunity imo, especially now that we know Ben’s dead! whatever

-Oh she wants to fuck him, fuck him. surprise surprise. i dont think robbie-edwin is gonna last long, dw girl get in there

-This Frog/Zeus story. Cool foreshadowing bro!

-HA frog dorks

-AYO THE SYMBOL JUST DROPPED AGAIN

-YOU WILL GO HOME VAN!! I SWEAR!!

-oh misty not the bone

-I KNEW LOTTIE WOULD GET HIS ASS THE SECOND SHE DISAPPEARED FROM FRAME LAST EPISODE! I SAW IT!! VINDICATION!!

-i’m as excited as shauna is by her doing that, i’m dead serious

-Soapy baby we’re gonna get you that Emmy

-He should’ve just shot melissa’s hat off like William Tell and the apple.

-mari, never ever get less stupid please.

-Hat won’t die right? that was a non fatal hit, just the shoulder.

-oh sure, the one thing that could invoke empathy in terrorist shauna sadecki. be so fr

-POORLY FURNISHED ☝️ jeff you diva never change

-“you’re the love of my life,” i actually have terrible news for you about your wife, Jeffrey

-yes callie, cook!

-Other Tai snoring is awesome

-MYSTERIOUS QUIGLEY??

-oh so everyone knew about the sleepwalking, sick

-SOAPY MY GIRL!!

-Hannah your instincts are garbage fr

-oh they all feel terrible about Hannah immediately What Did They Do To Her

-“your track record’s iffy” get her ass Van

-Other Tai does not want to go with shauna at all lmao, she had OTHER PLANS THIS WEEKEND!!

-why would you ever find out about the shame child of the woman you murdered as teenagers, misty?

OH GOD DAMN IT GO TO HELL FINE

-rip Gen i guess

-“Halfsies on some floss picks?” was that a christina improv what the fuck was that line

-I love Tai’s evil long leather trench coat. to signify that she’s evil now.

-“I will live that way, for you!” LIKE A SERIAL KILLER??

-where did Van get that lesbian pocket knife? the wilderness’ lesbian supplies outlet?

-Froggy :)

-HER MOM MY SHAYLA

-“the village” i thought that was only ok when behind the scenes Liv Hewson said it

-is… is Travis gonna accidentally shoot Akilah? i can’t not be anxious every time she’s on screen

-oh shit she BURIED IT!!

-Did Joel McHale name his own character? what the fuck is Kodiak about? freak ass white boy

-hannah you’re cooked i fear

-Shauna actually isn’t wrong, but she shouldn’t say it in that many words.

-“sorry,” aw van

-Van you’ve always known what kind of sociopath misty is

-*intense Gen X typing noises*

- I’ve always suspected Van had lung/throat cancer :(… unless that’s fake? i hope

-“that is not good,” thank you misty very helpful misty

-SHE DODGED THE CROSSBOW? I KNOW THATS RIGHT, MYSTERIOUS!!

-“my glasses! my glasses!” finally misty’s velma moment

-oh good akilah’s fine. for now.

-Travis what ARE you doing?

-“she’s my wife!” SENATOR TAISSA “Liar”TURNER!! 🫡

-MISTY PLEASE SOME SPACE

-aw they’re actually so sad about van :( me too ladies

-so not fake? :( that was real Van blood?

-Get her ass misty

-yeah this tracks for shauna 100%

-“the devil’s calling!” actually the devil’s a lesbian and she’s sitting fifteen feet away from you, sir

-nono nooo no no no please don’t no please god no pleaE NOT THE VISION

-“really? fire?”

-sorry but no shit van

-“i need her right now” :(

-Van blease do not die.

-oh lottie please stop doing that, girl ew

-yeah whatever mel’s dead, fuck you guys

-mari i love you forever, girlie

-OH FUCJ

-Courtney we’ll get u an Emmy as well queen

-Shauna: Horny, Mel: Pissed. Shauna is too horny to tell.

-if Hannah isn’t pit girl im gonna crash out

-Jeff hates the Jolly Hitcher so bad lmfao

-callie that’s just boring twitter discourse, move on. your mom’s just forever a traumatized 17 year old girl and you have to be fine with that.

-Callie hates her mom so bad she’s just praying at this point that she murdered someone for her own justification

-YES IT’S THE oh well no, almost.

-still no Hillary Swank? I’ll kill you. also i guess we didn’t actually watch Mel die though so i may have overreacted earlier.

-fine. if/when Mel dies Shauna’s crashout will be legendary, what about it?

-i love this fucking show

[2stepadmiral]

So every year or two, I go through a period of reconnecting with my high school Trekkie interests, rewatching some Star Trek clips, episodes, and movies, and during this particular period, I have to voice my main criticism of the reboot films: namely, the treatment of the Enterprise.

To be clear, I think the reboot Enterprise had a nice redesign. She looked very clean and futuristic while capturing the original design in broad strokes. The lens glare is certainly annoying, and it doesn’t have the same heart and retro feel as the original, but I feel they generally did a fairly decent job with the design. I’m talking about how she is treated throughout the films, namely, how she’s treated effectively like just another ship.

In the original series, the Enterprise has a certain heart coming across almost like a character in of herself. You get a clear feel from the characters that they consider the enterprise almost to be home, and Kirk and Scotty in particular see her almost like an actual woman, one who they cherish and will protect at all costs. This sentiment is magnified in the first three movies, particularly in the motion picture and in the search for Spock. When Kirk first sees the refit Enterprise, you can see how much he loves the ship, and when the Enterprise is plunging to her final resting place, the mourning on all of their faces, especially Kirk, makes this moment particularly powerful and truly hammer home that the Enterprise was a character in and of herself. The original Enterprise felt like a character fans had grown up with, and her destruction felt almost like the loss of an old friend. And at the end of the voyage home, when the crew has that last-minute surprise reveal of the Enterprise-A, the triumph and homecoming feeling is so clear that even the audience shares the sentiment, almost as if the character has been reborn.

The enterprise in the reboots was never portrayed this way. She was treated like just a ship, one that might’ve been nicer and fancier and more advanced than the others, but not really all that special beyond that. In the first movie, that’s acceptable, as the focus is on bringing together the crew and getting them where they need to be for the start of their journeys. The second one focuses more on the captaincy, and what it means to really earn that seat, so it’s excusable that this one focused more on Kirk and how seriously he took his responsibilities, though they could’ve put more emphasis on the ship as part of that arc. Yes, the ship almost crashing was an emotional scene, but that had everything to do with the characters aboard and nothing to do with the ship beyond it being the place where the characters were and it’s damage being the reason that they were about to die.

And then in the third one, they just blow up the ship in the first 30 minutes and try to portray it with the same sentimental weight as the destruction of the Enterprise in the search for Spock. Which would’ve been fine, if it weren’t for the fact that they spent the last two movies treating the enterprise like just a thing, just another tool in the characters belt. She had no heart, no soul, no feeling that she was a home, or that she was the thing that brought the crew together, and kept them together, the thing that made them a family. She was basically just a big car, there to get them from point A to point B and occasionally shoot at some bad guys, and then, we’re supposed to feel devastated when she goes down for the final time.

The reveal of a reboot version of the Enterprise A was a nice surprise, but it lacked the emotional payoff of the original version, largely because of how ordinary the first Enterprise had been in this timeline. You can’t really celebrate the revival of a lost character when the character was never really there to begin with. They might as well have put the crew on an entirely new ship, like maybe a rebooted version of the Excelsior, and it would’ve had the same basic impact.

My point is that classic trek, as well as the next generation and DS9, did an excellent job of portraying the dynamic between captain and ship to the point where the ship felt almost like a real character. And that worked really well. It made the crash of the Enterprise D in generations a shocking scene, and it made her surprise return in season 3 of Picard a heartfelt and deeply nostalgic scene (Even if I wanted the Enterprise E, sorry but she’s my favorite). It made the loss of the Defiant in season seven of DS9 a powerful and emotional moment. I haven’t watched a lot of Voyager, so I can’t comment on that, but I can say with decent confidence that they couldn’t have done worse than they did in the reboots.

[supernaturallyliterate]

I’m rewatching Helluva Boss (yes, already) and I have thoughts:

Season 1 & 2 SPOILERS AHEAD

- Why does Blitz have a lemon tree in his office??

- Blitz has a sign behind his desk that says “Circus”. Possibly a flyer or a ticket from his old circus days??

- Blitz has a panic button for the following things: “More Coffee,” “soiled my pants,” “horny client,” “deranged client,” “client giving birth,” “ghost,” and “Stolas.” It makes me wonder why “soiled my pants” and “client giving birth” are on there. Are these common occurrences??? Also we learn later in Ghost Fuckers that most of Hell doesn’t believe ghosts exist. And it hasn’t been confirmed yet if they do. So that means Blitz had a panic button he’s probably never used, that likely came from his obsession with the show Ghost-Fuckers.

- Blitz has a few of his drawings on the wall in the scene where Loona is holding up the family photo for Moxxie to shoot. It’s two horses kissing (one is clearly a Blitz self-insert horse) and one is a drawing of Fizzarolli with an arrow shot through it.

- Moxxie imitates his dad when he’s talking about the situation in which murder would be okay— “maybe a deranged dad. *Moxxie’s Dad’s Mob Boss Voice* That’s understandable.” SO MUCH FORESHADOW.

- Millie says, “Guilty & innocent is not our business. Killing who we’re paid to is our business. Shoot the target.” And of course this comes back around

- “We could be a bit more selective is all,” Moxxie says about their clients. And in the finale of season 2, we start to see that maybe I.M.P. Will start being more selective.

- When the office catches on fire… Blitz yells at Moxxie but doesn’t have any fear or panic about the fact that it’s a fire. I was watching for any signs of ptsd for the fire but didn’t see any in this scene.

- OMG I JUST SAW BLITZ’S BILLBOARD ADD in the background of a scene. It reads, “Goat an asshole in the Living worlds!? Come to I am Pee!!!??! Make sure you put this sign on the rite side. Don’t fuck this up. Also payment may take a couple weeks because it cums in the Mail. - SPEECH TO TEXT - -Blitzo”. Oh my lord. Honey, no.

- Moxxie probably hesitated to kill the mom of the Murder Family because he was forced to kill his mom.

- Even before the Murder Famiky goes all, well, Murder Family, we see subtle signs of their… murderous tendencies in their decor: a lamp post made out of a human spine and pelvis, a kid’s face mounted to the wall, all the weapons in display, picture frames made out of bones.

- Why did Murder dad switch from a rifle to a glass bottle? Consistency error?

- Blitz 100% has a custom ringtone for Stolas, because he answers the call without checking it, and says before Stolas can talk, “Stolas, this is a really bad time.”

- Stolas calls Blitz by the nickname Blitzy for the first time

- and we get the full moon arrangement!! Stolas: “What if we worked out some kind of exchange? Favors for favors? Doesn’t that sound enticing?” B: “I’m too busy trying not to get fucked in my a.” S: “I’ll keep it simple. Once a month, on the full moon, you return the book to me, followed by a night of passionate fornication. And… you get to keep it all the rest of the time. Sound fair, my little imp?” B: “Fine, whatever!” S: “Oh, Blitz, I’m so excited. I cannot wait to feel your slimy cock inside of me… *continues bleeped out foreplay sexy talk*”

- I noticed that when Blitz and Millie are set on fire by the Murder Mom Martha, Blitz says, “YOUR fire doesn’t really hurt us.” And it made me realize that red/orange fire must be “human fire” and green/white fire must be “hell fire,” which can hurt Imps and other demons

- Blitz pulls out a horse from his coat pocket to make sure it’s okay 🥺

- Moxxie being like, “I’m calling 911 so the earthly authorities will deal with you fairly and justly” and then they blow up the house.