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Love and Liabilities (Agatha Harkness x FemReader): Chapter One

Summary: While you attend a pretrial conference for your current case, you’re stunned to learn your opposing council is your former ex…and law school professor, Agatha Harkness

Word Count: 4.7k

Tags: 18+ Minors Do Not Engage!! Smut, Light Choking, Light Degradation Kink, Mommy Kink, Hate Sex

A/N: Hi :) This idea has been bouncing around my brain since the promo pics came out. Lawyer Agatha, the gift we all need for the new year. This is my first real attempt at writing smut, but I hope y’all enjoy. Updates will be around every 2 weeks. If you’d like to be added to a tag list, please let me know. Feel free to let me know what you think! 💜 Also a special shout-out to my sweet beta/girlfriend, Sarah, thank you for always listening to my crazy ideas.

Smoothing out a wrinkle from your pantsuit, you looked over your case materials from outside the courtroom. It had been almost a decade since you graduated law school, and you’d spent the time since working in corporate law as a junior attorney, before leaving the firm and working your way up as a top prosecutor. To say you were married to your job would be an understatement. It wasn’t enough to be good, you simply had to be the best. You’d always pride yourself on your ability to dig deep in a case and pull out missing details, or find a crack in a seemingly perfect alibi. You were ruthless, but you knew you had to be. The defense attorneys you found yourself battling in court were absolute sharks, and if they sensed an ounce of hesitation on your end it would be a total bloodbath.

Dealing with criminal defense cases was as interesting as it sounded, although it wasn’t what you envisioned you’d be doing after law school. You had different dreams back then, more altruistic visions of helping those who needed it. Closing your eyes, you saw a brief flash of the strikingly blue eyes and dark hair that caused you to change your choice of career, before you quickly shook those thoughts aside. It had been almost ten years since you’d allowed yourself to think about her- about any of it, and it wouldn’t benefit you to take a stroll down memory lane before the biggest case of your career.

A law clerk eventually came by to inform you the judge was ready for you. This was it. Gathering your materials, you walked through the details again in your mind. Pre-trial conferences were relatively helpful when trying to reach a plea bargain, review evidence, as well as decide what to present to the jury. There was no doubt in your mind that this case would go to trial. After all, a woman who kidnaps two children and takes them to a small town in New Jersey didn’t leave much to plead innocent from. What was the name of it, Westchester? Westmont? No, no, you mentally crossed those out, until the name finally came to mind…Westview. Westview, New Jersey.

The room was relatively empty, and you recognized the judge, Carol Danvers. She had a reputation for being rather uptight, but was typically fair in her rulings. She’d moved up through various circuit courts throughout her career, and you’d heard rumblings she was being eyed for a potential Supreme Court nomination. Setting your briefcase on the empty chair next to you, you thought of any possible hiccups from the defense. Supposedly a brief psych evaluation had been done after the incident to rule anything out, so they wouldn’t try and plead insanity, right? You couldn’t see Carol ruling in favor of that. There was the small problem of genetics; the woman was the boys’ birth mother. But, you’d looked over the adoption contracts, as had your colleagues, and they were airtight. It had been a closed adoption, and from what you could tell there had been no contact for over a decade. Plus, with solid testimonies from both families and multiple eyewitnesses you weren’t worried of whatever argument the defense would make in her favor.

Speaking of the defense, you quickly realized the defense attorney hadn’t arrived yet, which was a bit unusual. Racking your brain, you tried to remember the name of the attorney Yelena said was leading the case, but no one came to mind. Pepper Potts perhaps? Carol also appeared to notice the lack of the second attorney, as she whispered with one of the law clerks. You could barely make out what they were saying, but she sounded annoyed. But, no matter, you knew this had absolutely no impact on you.

Carol finally sighed in defeat at whatever the law clerk told her, something about hitting a fire hydrant? “Well, as we’re waiting on the defense to resolve their…tardiness, will the prosecution step forward?”

Standing up, you grabbed a copy of your materials, evidence, testimonies, anything the judge would need, before taking a step towards the judge. “Your honor, the state of New York is ready to move forward with our case. You’ll find sufficient evidence to dismiss any plea deal, as well as ensure we can schedule a trial date.”

Handing the papers to the judge, you watched as she flipped through them, an unreadable expression on her face. Minutes passed before she looked up at you. “The prosecution is dismissing the plea deal being proposed by the defense?”

Nodding, you recalled the deal that had been sent over to your office. It was preposterous, and was heavily dependent on the mental state of the defendant, or rather the lack of mental state of the defendant. “Yes, your honor. The state has inculpatory evidence to convict the defendant, as well as a number of witnesses willing to testify.”

A voice you’d only heard in your dreams for the past decade spoke up, and you nearly froze in place. “Inculpatory evidence? That’s a rather bold claim, I’d call it circumstantial at best.”

It couldn’t be. Paralyzed, you forced yourself to ignore it, to ignore her and keep your eyes locked forward. It couldn’t possibly be her, you would have remembered hearing her name as the defense attorney. Clearing your throat, you continued, trying to keep yourself calm. “With all due respect, your honor, the typical procedure for a case involving the abduction of a minor is what we’re basing this precedent on-”

An obnoxiously loud cackle cut you off, and nearly made you whip your head around in annoyance. The slow clacking of heels echoed throughout the room, followed by the faint scent of Burberry that invaded your senses. Brief flashes of lecture halls and late night office hour visits intertwined with the smell of cigars and expensive whiskey. Lengthy, heated arguments over the moral justification of various Supreme Court rulings whilst being undressed and pressed against the door. Diamond jewelry and lavish bouquets being delivered to your modest law school apartment as you sheepishly explained to your roommates you were seeing an older woman. Secret rendezvous in dimly lit piano bars in Manhattan which would end in a king size bed in a penthouse you could never dream of affording.

It all led back to the same thought, the same woman you’d done your best to let go of. The very same woman you currently found yourself standing face to face with. Agatha Harkness. Clever blue eyes met yours, and a slow smirk painted her perfect red lips. She hadn’t changed much over the past decade. Her dark hair, now peppered with some gray, was pinned back with a few loose strands framing her face, and you briefly thought of how well it suited her. The fitted black pantsuit which accentuated her features, and black heels that made her look deceptively tall as she towered over you.

For a moment it was as if no time had passed at all, and you were back in her lecture hall. But as quickly as that oddly nostalgic feeling overcame you like a tidal wave, it swept away, leaving you with the reality of the situation. Clearing your throat, you looked past Agatha, keeping your focus on Judge Danvers. “As I was saying. While looking at prior cases involving the abduction of a minor we were able to set a precedent that-”

Agatha let out another cackle, and it took everything in you to not roll your eyes. However it appeared Carol was at the end of her rope with patience, as she banged her gavel twice. “Does the defense have something they wish to share with the rest of us?”

“Your honor,” Agatha drawled out, her voice sweet like honey, “The prosecution is making bold assumptions on precedents that do not directly follow the evidence of this particular case. To rule anything otherwise would be direct defamation to my client.”

“Defamation?” You all but hissed, momentarily forgetting you were in the middle of a courtroom. The answering smirk Agatha gave you only fuelled your fire. “Your honor, the defense is all but negating the direct evidence of the defendant’s guilt. We would like to proceed to trial while throwing out the plea deal.”

Agatha’s shark tooth grin widened, and you had a sneaking suspicion she was baiting you to get a reaction. Typical, as she always prided herself on being ten steps ahead of her opponent. Taking a deep breath, you regained your calm composure. It would do you no good to allow your emotions to take over. That would merely ensure Agatha to have one more victory over you, one more thing she would take away from you. But things were different this time, you weren’t some feeble, naive law student fawning over her professor. The playing field was finally leveled, and it was about time she realized that.

Unfortunately, you forgot Agatha never played fair. You curiously watched her grab two folders from her briefcase, all but tossing one at you whilst handing Carol the other. “While we’re discussing the plea deal your honor, I’ve included additional information regarding my client’s psychiatric evaluation.”

Practically tearing the folder open, your eyes scanned the lengthy documents before landing on something that nearly made you fall over. Before you could get a word in, Agatha continued on. “Due to our country’s ever failing healthcare and medical practices, my client has been unable to receive a proper psychiatric evaluation. Your honor, I am requesting a continuance to this trial until my client can get the help she needs.”

Carol’s focus remained on the papers, an inscrutable expression coloring her features. “I’m granting a one month continuance for the defendant, Wanda Maximoff, to be given a psychiatric evaluation. As long as Miss Maximoff follows the terms of her probation and doesn’t leave the state of New York, we’ll resume this conference one month from today. Thank you to the prosecution and defense, you’re dismissed.”

Not wanting to see the smug smirk on Agatha’s face, you packed up your materials, including the folder Agatha gave you, and did your best to hurry out of the courtroom. It was foolish to think you’d beat Agatha at the game she taught you to play. That’s what it always was to Agatha, a game. It was like everyone around her was playing checkers while she was constructing the most elaborate game of chess known to man. All while she moved you around as whatever piece she desired; because that’s how she viewed you, as an object she could twist and mold to her liking until you outlived your usefulness.

Ignoring the familiar sound of her heels approaching, you drafted a quick email to one of your colleagues with the news of the trial being halted before going to order your Uber. You didn’t have to look up to know Agatha was standing in front of you, because that was just part of her intricate plan. She surely knew you were furious, because of course she did. Hadn’t she once told you she knew everything? At the time you thought it was a cheeky remark to make you laugh, but looking back you came to terms with the fact that the only person Agatha Harkness could ever care for was herself.

You were growing weary of the rising tension, so you finally broke the silence, keeping your eyes locked on your phone. “Can I help you with something?”

“I’m not sure,” Agatha replied, and although you weren’t looking at her you could practically feel her gaze burning into you. “I never took you for a sore loser, dear.”

There it was, she was trying to get her claws back in you. Keeping your tone even, you checked on the status of your Uber. “I’m not sure I know what you’re referring to. I’m just doing my job.”

Before you could comprehend what was happening, your phone was ripped from your hands. “Hey!” You exclaimed, angrily whipping your head up and your eyes narrowed, meeting the deep blue eyes you used to get lost in. “Give me back my phone.”

“Checking for your ride?” Agatha mocked, arching an eyebrow up at you. “Is that more interesting than talking to me?”

“Watching paint dry would be more interesting than speaking with you,” You retorted, your discomfort quickly growing.

“Now darling, is that any way to speak to me?” Agatha teased, her voice gradually dropping in volume. “It’s been so long.”

Glaring at her, you tried to pry your phone from her hands, but she put it in her back pocket. “And whose fault is that again?” Your voice was laced with venom, you subconsciously wanted to make her feel as badly as you had. “Should we take a stroll down memory lane and recall what caused this?”

Agatha’s gaze hardened at that jab, and you momentarily wondered if you pushed too hard. “I’m surprised you’re leading this case. I thought you wanted to,” she paused and used air quotes, “‘help the voiceless’, not strangle them.”

“How dare you,” You seethed, not caring that your voice was growing in volume. “I’m just doing my job, Agatha. Besides, isn’t strangling the helpless what you do best?”

Agatha tilted her head back, and let out another cackle. “Doing your job? You’re trying to imprison an innocent mother.”

“Your innocent mother kidnapped two minors and took them over state lines,” You fired back, vaguely aware that Agatha was taking small, slow steps towards you.

“She’s still their mother,” Agatha pointed out and you felt your face grow red from rage.

“Regardless of DNA, it was a closed adoption. She waived her parental rights,” You argued, unaware of anything but the infuriating woman standing in front of you. “Surely you’ve been practicing long enough to know how to read a contract.”

“And I thought I taught you to read between the lines of said contracts,” Agatha countered, and you knew she was testing your argument, it’s what she always did. “Things aren’t always black and white, dear.”

No they weren’t, you silently agreed. By this point your back was to the wall of the deserted corridor, Agatha still towering over you. Your faces were practically touching, and you could practically taste her lips. Both of you were panting from the exertion of bickering, and it wouldn’t take much to close the distance. She was so close, closer than she had been to you in so long. Having her back in your orbit, taking over all of your senses, made you forget the reasons you were so angry with her. Instead, it made you remember how many other times you had found yourself in this exact same position.

You could feel your ironclad restraint begin to slip away, and Agatha appeared to notice it as well. She let out a low chuckle as she turned her face to the side, her breath now hot against your ear, and allowing her to whisper, “Looks like it still doesn’t take much to get you riled up, does it?”

Shuddering, you struggled to get your breathing even, thinking of the many reasons why this was a horrible idea. Your history aside, you were on opposing sides of what would most likely be a very public case. It wasn’t just unprofessional to be doing this, it could potentially jeopardize your whole career. But it was hard to think about any of that when you locked eyes with the woman you had spent so much time trying to forget. Her right hand left your waist to push back the loose strands of your hair, tucking them behind your ear.

Each movement was slow, and delicate, and as her fingers slowly trailed down your neck, she gently squeezed, before gradually applying more pressure, and you had to physically restrain yourself from moaning. You could feel the heat pooling between your legs and had to close your eyes from the overwhelming sensation. Agatha’s lips moved to your neck, pressing hot, open kisses on your flesh while her fingers began to move lower, cupping your left breast before slowly pinching your nipple. This time you couldn’t stop the quiet moan that left your lips, and Agatha quickly used her free hand to silence you, covering your mouth.

“You always had a problem being quiet,” Agatha murmured, lips still on your skin. “Let’s find somewhere more…secluded to continue this, hm?”

Feeling yourself nod, you opened your eyes and let out a pathetic whine as she let go of you. It didn’t take long to find an empty storage closet, and Agatha practically shoved you inside before slamming the door behind her.

Pressing you against the bare wall, her eyes scanned yours before asking, “Are you sure?”

Being with Agatha like this was the greatest euphoric high, and it always left you wanting more and more. It didn’t have to mean anything, and you certainly didn’t want it to. It was just two people working out their frustrations, right? You nodded again, grabbing her right hand and placing it back around your throat. “Are you going to choke me again or are you too much of a coward?”

She nearly growled at that, and squeezed, a little rougher this time. You pressed your face into her shoulder, trying to silence the noises you always made when she touched you. She had barely started but it was so good, and you didn’t hesitate when she used her free hand to try and remove your blazer. Taking a step back to take off your blouse and bra, you nearly tripped over some boxes, and her hands steadied you.

“Careful,” She lightly teased, eyes still dark from arousal. “I’m not nearly finished with you.”

Her hands skillfully unhooked your bra, carelessly tossing it to the side, before lowering her mouth to your breast, and lewdly sucked. As if she anticipated the noises you’d inevitably make, she roughly pressed two fingers in your open mouth for you to suck. Moaning around them, you eagerly sucked and sucked, thinking of where you wanted her fingers to go next. Agatha’s tongue swirled around your nipple, teasing it enough to make it go erect before using her teeth to pull. You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head, your last functioning brain cells wondering how she could still have this strong of an effect on you.

She let out a low hum, clearly enjoying this as much as you were before moving to your other breast, only this time she bit down, and the rush of pain and pleasure flooded you. Unable to cry out as she fucked her fingers further down your throat before adding a third, causing you to gag around them. Releasing your breast, Agatha panted out, “Look at how pathetic you are, sucking on my fingers like a good little slut. What a good girl.”

Whimpering around her fingers, you clenched at the filth spewing from her lips. You hated this, how easily she could flip the switch and have you dripping and wanting her to fuck you through the floorboards. Agatha cooed, using her free hand to gently stroke your face, and roughly pulled her fingers out of your mouth. She was face level again, and you watched the gears turn in her head as she weighed out what to do with you. That same free hand cupped your jaw, and she was so close, your brain buzzing from the endorphins. It was so good, you hated how good it was.

Her normally perfectly red lips were stained and parted slightly as she looked at you with an indecipherable stare, and you were still breathless from her earlier ministrations. Before you could fully comprehend what you were doing, you grabbed her hair and smashed your lips together. You swore you heard her groan, but it was gone as quickly as it came, and you had no time to contemplate it as you felt her tongue teasing the entrance of your mouth. It has been so long, so very long, but you fell back into the familiar dance you could never forget.

Everything Agatha did she dominated, for she had such a strong presence that was impossible to ignore. Just kissing her was enough to get you off, as her tongue expertly swirled around yours, sending you further and further from the edge of reality. You were so far gone you barely noticed her hands moving lower, and lower, until they were pawing at your ass. Groping and grabbing, she was insatiable as she conquered your mouth. You broke apart for merely a second and without speaking, you helped get rid of your pants, slightly stunned you were still this in sync after all this time.

But again, you had no time to ponder that thought as Agatha quickly slammed you against the wall, and you couldn’t help but moan at the pain. The same fingers you eagerly sucked on were now teasing your entrance, rubbing gentle, slow circles. Agatha’s breath was hot in your ear, and you whined, trying to thrust your hips up for more friction. You needed more, you needed her more than ever before. Going without for so long was fine, you’d nearly forgotten what it felt like, what she felt like; but the second you remembered you couldn’t bear a second without it.

“Someone’s awfully worked up,” Agatha taunted, her voice softly whispering in your ear. “Did you want something?”

“Agatha…” You breathed out, your voice nearly cracking. “Please…”

Her fingers teased your clit, and the sensation made you cry out, causing Agatha to silence you with yet another kiss. “Behave,” she murmured against your lips, “Do you want me inside you? Do you want me to fill that sweet little cunt?”

Mewling, you again tried to tilt your hips up, desperate to feel her inside you, but her other hand kept you in place. “Agatha, please, I…I need it, please fuck me.”

Agatha arched an eyebrow, “I know your brain just melts when that pussy gets wet, but we both know that’s not what you want to call me, is it?” Blushing, you tried to avert your eyes but it was impossible. She nipped at your lips before continuing. “Be a good girl and beg for it.”

“Mommy,” The words slipped past your lips and you felt another rush of heat between your legs while Agatha moaned.

“Good girl,” Agatha praised you, and before you could prepare yourself she roughly entered you with two fingers, filling you completely.

Her fingers were so long and so good, hitting the spots you had trouble reaching. You couldn’t help but clench around them, and she groaned in your ear. Wasting no time, she set a fast and hard rhythm, skillfully fucking you better than anyone else since her had been able to.

“I almost forgot how good your cunt feels around my fingers,” Agatha hissed, nibbling on your ear, “Suck me in, slut.”

Your hips met her fingers, and you desperately chased your orgasm. “Harder, please mommy fuck me harder.”

Putting all of her weight on you, Agatha swiftly added a third finger and you nearly squealed at how full you felt. Her fingers were so deep, and you were so close, so very close to the edge.

“Such a good whore for mommy,” Agatha cooed, and her voice was strained, you could tell she was close too. “Do you want to come on my fingers?”

“Mommy please,” You cried out, unable to focus on anything but wanting to feel her fingers make you come harder than you could ever remember.

Agatha’s hips rested against your knee, and she began riding your leg, chasing her own high. “Come for mommy, baby. Soak my fingers.”

Twisting her fingers and hitting your G-spot again, and again causing you to quickly unravel. Feeling your orgasm coming, you clenched around her fingers, needing her to stay inside you. Your knees buckled and you swore you saw stars, unable to speak as you silently cried out. Agatha came right as you did, grunting in your ear and roughly thrusting against your leg as she came undone.

“Fuck,” She panted, keeping her fingers inside you as you continued to twitched around them. “Good girl, such a good girl for mommy.”

Breathing heavily, you gradually felt yourself come back to Earth. You were drenched with sweat, and you were sure you looked positively debauched. Agatha was staring at you with yet another inscrutable expression on her face, and you felt yourself relaxing around her fingers as she slowly pulled out. You grabbed her hand, and lewdly cleaned her fingers off, watching her eyes darken once more as you made a point to swirl your tongue around them until they were clean.

As your brain fog cleared, you were all too aware of the uncomfortable silence growing around you. With every high that came with being with Agatha, it was almost always followed by an indescribable low. There were so many things you wanted to ask her, so many things you needed to know. Brief flashes of arguments and slamming doors. Dozens of unanswered calls, and late nights spent wondering what you had done wrong to deserve her random outbursts of anger. But with every argument, every heated fight, it would always end the same way; with Agatha pressing you against some surface and having her way with you.

There had been so much more going on at that point than you were aware of, and as the pieces slowly came together, she was too far gone for you to be able to help. You’d begged and pleaded with her, but it never mattered. What was it your therapist had said to you? You couldn’t help someone who didn’t want to help themselves. Letting go of her nearly killed you, and now you made the mistake of opening that door again, knowing how much more complicated it would be. You weren’t just her law student anymore, you were on opposing sides of a trial.

It appeared Agatha was having the same train of thought as you, for she wordlessly helped you find your clothes. In spite of her just being inside you, you made a point of turning around as you got dressed, as the air in the room seemed to drop and any of the warmth that had been there prior had disappeared. There was so much you wanted to say, yet simultaneously wanted to get as far away from her as you could.

Agatha finally broke the silence as she fixed her hair, and she was back to her usual condescending self. “You know you’re wrong pursuing this case, right? It’s not too late to back out.”

Rolling your eyes, you finally grabbed your phone from her back pocket and saw your Uber driver understandably canceled your ride. That would certainly tank your rating. You quickly ordered another before replying with, “You know this meant absolutely nothing to me, right?”

Pushing past her to exit the room, she let out another cackle, the sound like grating nails on a chalkboard in your ears. You knew she wouldn’t follow you, and you were thankful for that. This was an indiscretion, a momentary lapse of judgment. You’ve been on edge with all the extra hours you’ve been working; you weren’t thinking clearly. The courthouse was still relatively empty, and you left the building, trying to get the thought of Agatha out of your mind. Why did she have to be so infuriating?

Your Uber eventually rolled up and as you got in you went to check your work email. It never failed to amaze you how quickly your inbox would fill up when you didn’t check it for more than five minutes. Scrolling through, you vaguely listened to the music your driver had in in the background, until a familiar song started playing. Frank Sinatra, a favorite artist of a certain attorney. The Way You Look Tonight had always been one of her favorites, and you could remember the last time you listened to it together.

Your mind absentmindedly drifted, the memories you’d tried to lock away slowly creeping back up to the surface. It seemed no matter how hard you tried to forget, she didn’t want you to. Settling into your seat, listening to Frank Sinatra, you thought back to the first time you met Agatha, or rather, how you met Professor Harkness.

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jennamacaroni · 2 years

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hacks paleyfest s2 ep1 recap SPOILERS ABOUND AHEAD UNDER THE CUT like as much as i could remember, nearly five google doc pages of truly deranged shit, so if you dont want to know anything about what happened DO NOT GO FURTHER you’ve been warned. for those thirsty for the deets... ENJOY :D

(ty to @mmbopjen and @tarynlatx for their help)

they showed the episode first before the panel, made clear it was not a finished copy and there were still some tweaks/edits/visual effects to add in, etc

the sound in the theater was INSANE like the bass was so loud it was overwhelming and ridiculous

EPISODE

picks up right from the finale, they’re on the PJ and deborah is asleep and ava is just freaking the fuck out. they actually pipe in a really loud heartbeat (which with the sound setup was literally shaking the theater omg it was A Lot) and she’s just looking over and over at deborah panicking then there’s this turbulence that wakes deb up and so she starts looking at her phone and suddenly all these notifications are coming in. and ava’s like oh fuck “uhh you’re kinda blowing up there?” and deborah is frowning down at the phone, then she’s like “WHAT DID YOU DO” and ava’s like “okay let me–” but then the camera cuts to the dogs and barry is eating a grape. deborah to ava: “stick your hand into his mouth and get it!” ava: “uhhh what” deborah: “REACH INTO HIS MOUTH” and ava does bc of course she does

then they’re landed and coming down off the plane and greeted by someone from deborah’s staff, “welcome home ms vance” and you can tell deborah is happy to be home. they walk off the plane BOTH CARRYING A DOG like literally one in each of their arms i fucking lost my mind. they pass off the dogs to the staff dude then deb is like “lets go get in the car” and ava is like “ya kno im just going to call an uber. i want to go to the palmetto and pick up some of my stuff” or whatever and deborah is just like “um no we are going home right now we have a LOT of work and planning to do for this tour”. deborah has this energy and fire about her, you can tell she’s ready to put in the work and do the damn thing.

okay there are a bunch of scenes in the ep re: jimmy and kayla and having to deal with HR and the sexual harassment shenanigans but i dont remember the timing or frankly much of the detail bc lbr not what im here for but they are funny as fuck as usual. but that’s all i’ll really say on them.

there’s a scene in the car from the airport to the mansion. ava and deb see deborah’s giant posters for her residency are literally being white-washed and painted over in real time and they’re just looking at it happen. ava: “wow that was fast”. then jimmy calls thinking he’s only talking to ava but ava puts him on speaker so he knows not to say anything about the email. awkward convo about nothing takes place, then deborah is just like “PLANNING MEETING ABOUT THE TOUR WHEN WE GET HOME,” reaches across ava to her phone and and hangs up on him.

title screen is a close up of deb’s giant face being painted over.

meeting at the mansion with marcus, josefina, damien, and ava (that promo pic of deborah standing by the fireplace and everyone gathered in the study). marcus says basically all big national venues are already booked and deborah is like fuck it we’ll do the tiny dumpy comedy clubs im not above that. but also the nice tour bus she wants isn't available, the tour manager she wants died (deb: “did we send flowers?” marcus and damien: “yes”). ava was basically silent the whole time. deb: “well does anyone have anything positive to add? anyone???” and josefina chimes in: “you know what this will be a great time for? re-painting the molding” and deborah is like “YES COOL great”

scene of ava in the christmas room, first she calls the british writer chick, asking “as a friend” for them not to use anything she said in the email because she was upset and deborah had just slapped her (foot in mouth). writer: “she SLAPPED you???” and ava is like oh fuck def just made that worse. the writer is basically like “sorry girlie we’ve already passed it all onto our bosses its too late” and then she’s like “not to mention the last line of the email was ‘i release all my rights to this do whatever you want with it’” oops

then she turns around and calls jimmy: “i really think i should just tell deborah,” jimmy “DONT SHE WILL KILL YOU and then ME just dont say anything” and ava is like well actually i just called the british chick and made it worse sorry? Jimmy asks her to do him a favor and throw her phone in the ocean

NEXT DAY:

ava and deborah having breakfast together, paper is missing the arts section (josefina pulled it out so deborah couldn’t see the review of her 2500th show) and deborah is like oh i dont give two fucks about reviews (lol okay deb, sure)

scene of ava at the palmetto in the luggage storage room with ray. she can’t access her room anymore since deb no longer has a comp’ed room so her stuff was packed up for her, ray put a bunch of it into a black trashbag. ray: “oh also this came for you” and hands her a bright shoebox. she opens it and pulls out a tennis ball can full of dust. ray: “are those… ashes?” yep they are half of her father’s ASHES. ava immediately calls nina, who picks up and is on the exercise bike in ava’s old room. ava: “why did you send me his ASHES mom?” nina: “well i have half” so clearly ava needs the other half like it was the most obvious thing in the world. ava: but why in a TENNIS BALL CONTAINER??? nina: well i know you’d call me complaining about whatever urn i sent them in so… and ava just ends up hanging up on her and is clearly emotional / trying not to cry. she apologizes to ray, tells him her dad just died and he’s like “ah yeah i get that, my dad died last year. sorry.” then they share this really lovely hug and ava’s like “man all this time and we could’ve been.. friends?” and he’s like “yeah, maybe” and it was just really a sweet and unexpected empathetic moment of human connection.

deborah coming into the breakfast area of the mansion and finding dj eating breakfast alone (josefina’s chicken pot pie, “forgot the peas so it tastes like shit”). deborah is like, “you’re eating pot pie at 10am i know something is up” so DJ tells her that she and aiden have been doing IVF and the second try just failed. it was news to deborah that they were doing IVF, DJ is there basically hiding. she doesn’t want to tell aidan that it didn’t work bc she doesn’t want to mess him up before his fight. deborah then is basically like “uhhh what are you doing you cant have children with this man you barely know and just only married like a second ago” like she is still so clearly distrustful of both men AND DJ’s decision making and obviously DJ gets upset and is pissed that once again deborah is not supporting her in the way she is hoping for.

prob more jimmy/kayla here? idk

scene with marcus showing up at wilson’s to ‘return some of his stuff’ and some other dude answers (roommate possibly? wasn’t clear). turns out the box contains just half a bag of granola and an almost brand new flonase. marcus is then like “uh yeah tell him im… going to a party”... “no tell him im going on a date”... “no party’s good” then just sort of runs away. poor bud misses his water cop.

deb goes to DJ to apologize for the way that she reacted to the IVF news. DJ to deborah at her apartment “you know my rule,” then they say in unison, “don’t open any closed cabinets.” it’s cramped because aiden moved in and DJ compares herself to a military wife bc he is literally in combat all the time. there’s a rifle on the coffee table and deb is like “oh FINALLY you got a gun!” and DJ is like uh HELL NO that’s aiden’s paintball shit. anyways aiden is there and is so excited to see her and hugs her (awkward af from deb) and keeps calling her mom and you can tell he’s really trying to get on deborah’s good side and desperately wants her approval which he’s clearly NOT getting. after he leaves she tells DJ “the mom stuff has to stop.” DJ: “i know, but he’s from ohio.” DJ asks deb to go to the fight because it means so much to aiden (and her), but deb is hesitant. first because “you know i hate seeing men’s bare feet” (lol) but also “you know when i show up to these things the spotlight is always on me, so it’s better if i don’t go” but finally agrees because she really is trying, ya kno?

at the fight: deb and ava show up but because deb is no longer employed at the palmetto, the bouncer she has known for years turns her away and tells her she has to go to the public entrance. even ava to the bouncer guy is like, serious bro? deb is obviously miffed. starts the night off on a bad foot. deb is wearing a navy sequin jacket because of course she is

deb runs into wayne newton, greet each other as “mr las vegas, mrs. las vegas”

deb then goes up to marty and the mayor and marty is like “wow didn’t expect to see you here” because ya know bad feelings or whatever and also marty: “i know you don’t like seeing men’s bare feet” with this gross smirk. but deb is like “i’m here to support my son in law” and marty sincerely says “its good to see you”. then they mention his new girlfriend and they look around for her then she’s coming down the aisle and she’s actually age appropriate??? so obviously that really pisses deborah off bc how the fuck dare he finally date someone older and its not her? so she’s all pissed going back to her seat and is just staring daggers at him.

kiki is next to ava and just pulls out her purse and it’s fucking full of popcorn

DJ tells ava to tickle her arm and just holds out her bare forearm and ava is like uh wtf but okay bc of course she does. “no, scratch my arm, really use your nails.” DJ notices that deb is sweaty, actually from walking around from the employee entrance to the regs in the heat, but dj thinks it’s because she’s nervous for aiden and that’s *bonding*

deb thinks the in-fight host/emcee is going to come over and interview her/spotlight her (bc he mentions a palmetto residency) and she fluffs her hair in anticipation. but the host goes over and talks to the guy that is taking over her residency instead. deb obviously gets even MORE upset and gets up to go to the bathroom to take a moment. ava immediately gets up and follows because she knows that must've been hard for deb and she needs to be there for her.

bathroom scene, deborah is putzing in front of the mirror (i remember surprisingly little about this i clearly must've blacked out sry - thanks to my wife who remembered). ava: “are you okay?” and deborah then admits that she read the review in the vegas sun and basically it said it’s no longer “her time” anymore and basically she was obsolete and that she wasn’t sure about doing the tour and ava is like “you cant possibly care about what they say in the local paper do you?” and deborah sort of looks at her and is like “its my hometown paper” and she looked so heartbroken?? then ava is like “i think you’ll feel different once we’re out on tour”

cue the fight itself: (which was really well done??? jen made a comment on the panel about how good lucia is at directing. “she directed that fight scene and it was like straight out of rocky”). aidan is getting the shit kicked out of him like totally being owned just taking hit after punishing hit. DJ makes a similar comment parallelling the newspaper re deb that it’s not “his time” because he’s new to MMA and clearly he is not going to win the fight. plus the guy he’s fighting is like really really good, his nickname is the ‘maimer’. aidan gets pinned so there’s a break in the fight and deborah is just like *OH FUCK THIS* and just gets up out of her seat, walks determinedly right down the aisle, through the barricades and right up to the corner of the octagon where aidan is recovering. and his coach is like uh what the fuck get this lady outta here and aidan is like no, let her stay. and deborah is just like [very paraphrased here clearly] “listen. i know this is is the fucking climb but what you have to do is find his weakness. you find that weakness and you fucking hit it. and then you hit it again. and again and again and again until you win this bitch” and she’s clearly talking to herself but he’s clearly listening and nodding and then she’s like fuck it. “YOU’RE A VANCE NOW so go fucking DO IT” and she just stays there while he jumps up and hops back out into the ring and SHOCKER he starts winning and landing blow after crushing blow, backing this dude up right up to where deb is standing. one final shot to the face and we just see this huge blood stream fly and splatter right across deborah’s face and she has this huge maniacal grin on her face. there will be blood, indeed. end scene.

more kayla/jimmy here?

leaving the fight deborah tells ava to pack her stuff they’re starting the tour tonight. ava is like uhhhh what? “none of the stuff is ready” or whatever and deborah just says “just you and me, they’ll meet up with us in a few weeks” (A FEW WEEKS???? LADIES WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ON YOUR OWN FOR WEEKS like are you just going to head out in the rolls????)

goes to DJ’s apartment and DJ answers. deb: “sorry if i woke you?” DJ is like “oh nah i have to stay awake to make sure aidan doesn’t fall asleep and slip into a coma, we’re reading harry potter.” deb tells DJ that she’s leaving to go on tour, and holds out the keys to the mansion, telling her that she should use her house while she is gone, you know, just until they find a place of their own. DJ tries to brush it off. deb: “please, DJ. all those times you should have been at home and not in comedy clubs.” (fuck me up why dont you) DJ finally agrees and is clearly touched: “is there anything you want me to do while you’re gone?” Deb: “i’d rather you not touch anything”

deb goes back out to the car and climbs in, turns to ava and is like “we gotta make a stop”. they stop at the newly painted massive residency poster for dudebro who took over deb’s slots at the palmetto, and deborah shoulders that paintball gun like a fucking pro, and shoots red paintballs all across his massive face. ava is clearly very scared considering the email is still v much the guillotine blade hanging over her head. anyways deb was very ‘betty draper with the shotgun energy’ if yall know that scene in mad men RIP to all of us fangirls.

end of ep.

they really emphasized throughout the ep deborah struggling with becoming obsolete and no longer being the queen of las vegas. the massive posters advertising her show are being painted over right in front of her, marty has a new girlfriend who is actually age appropriate for the first time (and its not deborah how dare he), at the fight they spotlight the new dude who took over deborah’s residency rather than deb, she’s upset about the review in her hometown paper, etc. “no longer her time” and you know, she took that personally.

#hacks #hacks hbo #please note i did NOT read this over so typos etc are prob abound #hacks spoilers #its so good yall so so good #will make a separate spoiler free post about the panel

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porcupine-girl · 4 years

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This is long and contains more theater history than you probably want in a meta post but here it is anyhow!

Okay, here is my totally insane out-there theory that I shouldn’t be typing up, I should be editing and posting my lectures for tomorrow but here we are.

The pie scene that’s been released (see here) has a few things going on besides Dean being weirdly okay with Cas gone, more okay than Sam:

In the background we’ve got a truck that says Dabb’s Pies. Could just be a cute shoutout. Could be more.

Dean’s very first lines are “Oh, I don’t have a choice. This is my destiny.” This is the man who literally just spent an entire season freaking the fuck out over his lack of free will. Sure, Dean might make a joke about this, but the writers chose this to be (most likely) the very first thing he says one episode after finally shaking off destiny to get real free will?

Sam acts like Dean is crying and Dean responds as if he is trying to hide the fact that he’s crying when... he’s clearly not? At all? We’ve seen Dean cry so many times and it is not happening here?

(I say it’s probably the first thing Dean says in the episode because a) the scenes they release are almost always very very early in the episode and b) the music sounds like what they play when we come out of the cold open into a goofy Sam & Dean scene.)

Also do not forget that between the promo pics and the actual promo they seem to at some point deal with people who are very plainly dressed up as monsters but may or may not be monsters underneath. The initial photo took me to very meta places to start with, and it’s only gotten worse.

Okay so like, here are my crazy fucking thoughts that probably have nothing to do with what will actually happen:

Sam and Dean, of course, don’t actually have free will. They are still characters in a TV show written by other people. Dabb, in this case.

It’s Dabb’s Pies! Dabb is the one who caused the pie festival, and who is causing Sam and Dean to go there and eat pie!

My initial thought when I saw that photo, as it says, was “Did Brecht direct this episode?” Brecht was a playwright in the first half of the 20th century whose whole thing was breaking down the 4th wall. At the time theater tried to be as realistic as possible - hiding lights with set pieces, all sorts of stuff - in an attempt to make the audience forget they’re watching a play and get full immersion.

Brecht said “but what if we did not that?” and worked to make it explicitly clear to the audience that they are definitely watching a play and not real life. The movement was called “epic theater” or “dialectical theater” and the goal was to make the audience aware of their place as the audience and think critically about the thing they are watching as a play that was written and is being produced with the intention of communicating with them.

Brecht and others used a lot of techniques for this, from writing narrators and other 4th-wall-breaks into the plays to making it obvious that what you’re seeing are set pieces and props and not real things. Having what is obviously a man in a black costume with a skull mask play a monster (possibly a floating skull) would be right up his alley.

@shinychimera had a great comment on that post saying “They could squeeze a bit more meta in if it’s a real crew member playing something like a kuroko stagehand (from kabuki) who’s been pulled into the story…“

Kabuki is another theater tradition that explicitly does not try for anything like realism. You probably know it for its elaborate costumes and makeup, but yes, one part of it is that stagehands regularly come onstage to move things etc, dressed all in black and you’re supposed to pretend they’re invisible.

So anyhow what I’m saying is that what that photo SCREAMS at me is fourth-wall-breaking, meta, theatrical traditions that do those things.

I think the episode starts with what we’ve got here - Sam and Dean are moving on with their lives, probably on a pretty standard MOTW hunt, blissfully unaware that they are still not 100% free.

Somehow, this is going to start breaking down, Truman Show-style. I don’t know exactly how. A crew member wanders into the shot? Whatever.

From there it devolves into something super-meta and SUPER-trippy.

They realize that Cas is only in the Empty because the writers put him there, but somehow the fact that in real life Cas actually has affected the narrative in ways the writers didn’t expect is addressed. Cas loving Dean literally is something the writers never intended to be there but that grew organically because of who he is. Maybe same for Dean loving him back? Or maybe that doesn’t get addressed til later.

So now Dean knows that Cas really is the only real thing in his life and they gotta get him back.

However they get him back is gonna be, again, super trippy. They have to fight monsters like these, that are clearly not their-world-monsters but are people from our world dressed up as monsters.

They probably have to go through either Cas or Dean’s memories or both.

Dabb himself likely appears on-camera to talk to them at some point.

The one barn that that photo looks the most like to me is the one in On the Head of a Pin, which is one place where Cas could’ve died but didn’t (unclear whether it’s where they initially intended for him to die, sources conflict).

So maybe we’ll get a tour of the places where Cas’s love for Dean changed the narrative. Maybe Dabb himself will even explain them to us.

At some point, whether by Dabb himself or not, it will be explicitly mentioned that fans helped shape this, that we saw what was happening in Cas before they did.

IDK how this mindfuck ends but there is definitely kissing and Dean realizing that he’s been pushing down his feelings and denying them to fit a mold that the writers created for him years ago that doesn’t fit anymore.

So, uh, there you go. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#spn speculation #spn 15x20 #andrew dabb #why lamp #long post

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agl03 · 4 years

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By popular demand, LEAKED Promo Pic Breakdown: AOS Series Finale

If you sent in an ask specifically about any of the leaked promo pics consider it answered here. If I still did not answer your specific question go ahead and resend.

First up we have the staggering 3 Pictures the Press Site Originally intended and the 1 picture they gave to TV GUIDE which in true AOS fashion are all of the same scene just with close ups.

As I’ve said in previous asks I don’t think that is Fitz they are looking at, if so I think Deke would be more in the thank goodness Bobo is finally here face vs a wtf face. And now thanks to the Leak I can pretty much confirm that it was....

Kora.

Who looks to have a bone to pick with Daisy and really we are trying to escape here so if Sousa and Mack could just come and knock her out real quick or if Daisy can just get this over with fast we’ll be on our way. However, I am a bit on the fence if May was able to get through to her and nothing would set up Nathaniel killing her like Kora betraying him and helping his rival Daisy and his meal tickets to Fitz get away.

I shall pause for the collective aww of Jemma sleeping on her very protective grandson’s shoulder. They’ve been through a lot and I love how we’ve been able to see their relationship grow over the season. Its everything I’ve been wanting since the second we learned who he was.

Clearly they have been taken onto one of the Chronicoms ships, either for them to continue to interrogate, as bait for Fitz knowing that he will tear the Universe for Jemma Simmons, or as hostages to use against Shield. The second picture to me looks like almost a more candid photo that could have been taken between sets but it could just be some more lovely bonding.

Daisy to the rescue! However, I get some major bad vibes from this here. Jemma looks almost afraid of Daisy (who likely quaked her way in) and doesn’t seem to know who she is. Meaning Diana had to block a lot of other people when she blocked Fitz out. Hopefully I’m wrong here and Jemma is just upset because Daisy is freaking out about the whole “Who is Fitz?” thing too.

And we are making for the exits! Hazzah bearing in mind we run into Kora shortly after this.

TV Guide Pic Explained above.

Jemma is simmonsing, trying to explain something. Perhaps about Diana, perhaps what she remembers about the plan and something they have to do while on said Chronicom ship. Really these are shots in the dark. The blue lights could mean the Chronicom ships are about do do something or its an early state of oh look trespassers. We do see the lights red in the Promo with Mack.

HELLO MORE WE HAD TIME FLASHBACKS!

And we can add another theory hit to the list! Looks like Fitz is using the Framework and I could be in the minority but I’m glad to see it. It was so heartbreaking in Season 4 to see something he built to protect Jemma and his friends twisted into a hellish nightmare prison. I am more than thrilled that he looks to have been able to put it to good use here and is either using it to keep an eye on the Chronicoms, which him in “Framework Mode” would leave him absolutely exposed. Or he’s using it as a way to build the tech faster. My guess is here is where the realize they’ve found a way to spy on the Chronicoms, they are testing something, or had some other ah ha moment.

Also worth noting is a pregnant Jemma there in the background, complete with a baby bump.

Fitzsimmons in the cock pit of the Zephy. Jemma looks tired, man I feel you girl, but Fitz looks oh so hopeful.

I mean.

I’m just.

I know I said I would die on that hill and have been for over a year now. But to see it, actually see it coming is still super overwhelming in a way.

But there she is! SECRET CHILD CONFIRMED!!!!!!!

Working and playing alongside her parents as they continue to prep for the final mission. Also happy to see Jemma’s frown turn upside down by her little ray of sunshine there.

I don’t know what this thing is, I have my theory that I’ll go into below, but whatever it is gong to be insanely important. Not only that Jemma is the one who is going to have to assemble and activate the dang thing.

Hence the practicing, even while blindfolded, working it into her muscle memory. Because Jemma Simmons excels at preparation.

My guess is this is where Fitzsimmons explain how it works to us. I’m going with this sucker is how the frack we get Fitz back from wherever the crap he is. And you’ll see why below after he’s made his Grand Entrance.

And could explain her look of concern here. Concern she won’t get it right when the time comes. I also find it odd we have almost different variations of the same scene here or if its a Fitz wakes up and sees she’s concerned.

The we thought Inescapable was straight out of fan fic....well the finale leak says hold my beer. Jemma doing some light reading about the cosmos and taking notes even has mean leaning to them going with a more celestial name to speak to the “one of these days we’ll find something magnificent out in space” quote from Season 3 that came as they offically became cannon.

And then Fitz shows up with Tea, so this could be when we learn their daughters name or Jemma has figured something out to do with the Chronicoms and space and timey whimey stuff. I am rooting for option A.

I’ll take Fitz Kool Aid Manning in for $1000

And for like 10 seconds after he lands he runs the risk of being shot and/or quaked into next Tuesday. Also LOVE the parallel to Deke’s helmet and first appearance.

That glowy ball thing there looks very similar to the device that Jemma was working with in the earlier pics. So hence its the Fitz summoning device.

I’m calling this one with Jemma clinging to Deke here as confirmation that Diana is still in full force and she has no idea who Fitz is. May’s hand up there in the middle could be her warning him of Jemma’s fear or May letting Jemma know he means her no harm.

Also Enver wins the pose off for this pic.

Collective team surprise at Fitz once again appearing impossibly out of no where.

Based on the WTF looks on pretty much everyone’s faces I’m calling this Fitzsimmons Fitzsimmonsing what the heck the next step is how they they’ve unlocked Fitz as a playable character. And bonus shock that they had a Secret Kid all stashed away all this time too.

I also had a few asked about the helmet there on the table. If the Framework is how Fitzsimmons were able to hack into the Chronicoms systems (turn about is fair play) then I think that helmet on the table was how Fitz was hooked up to it. And it definitely looks different than the one he made his grand entrance in wearing. Jemma activating the device could be what pulled him out and to her. Jemma was literally the ONLY key to getting at Fitz.

And for the Dousy fans out there! Sousa is kinda digging the crazy plan Fitzsimmons just laid out and are they in the Playground or Koenig Bar? Either one I appreciate its not blown up.

Okay there you guys go. I left out just a few of the pics that were super close ups or seemed to be more of BTS than from the shot kind of thing. Have to say it was a very nice surprise to get to do this one more time and on a theory that has been so near and dear to my heart.

#aos spoilers #aos finale spoilers #secret child is real #fitzsimmons #dousy #i'm so happy #and tired #and oh so happy #but also really tired #I think I've earned a bath and retail therapy

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my-mt-heart · 3 years

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Saw one of your anon talking about how we need to see season 10 caryl scenes differently, particularly in Bonds. At first when i found spoilers i went insane and thought all caryl scenes are tainted. Now when i calmed down (still not happy) i think that scene in Bonds is hard to make it about Leah. I mean not when she asks "why not" and he shifts eyes down, but moment before this when he says "not like that, not at all" he looks with such adoration and affection straightly into her eyes. If this leha thing was on writers mind back then that look can't be about her, same with hug on 1001 "did you miss me"(although that scene is straightly friendly there are such excitement) or "we have a future" and wiping tears... But some scenes now have different vibe as bracelet for example (leah wears similar and also there are book about new Mexico daryl picked from her, you can see on 907 promo pics) some things he said during s10 now have different angle like during his fight with alpha "she drown away because you didn't love her" or with Judith "some we love just gone" or when carol begged to blame her "you cared about her and now she's gone because of me" etc. Not necessarily about leah in these examples of scenes but it can look alike. Bracelet and running away together bugs me the most. I thought maybe it's for Carol to question if he really was honest with her when he asked her to run away? Or maybe it's coincidence and writers just revisioned and retconed those scenes? And about Bonds scene and all on s10 that have romantic undertone some carylers told me that's actually because Daryl had experience of relationship snd it made him kinda more bold with Carol (also that she left with him on 916 but...) What do you think?

I think it’s very possible Daryl’s relationship with Leah helped him finally become conscious of his feelings for Carol, which would definitely inform a lot of his scenes in S10, but again, it’s too early to delve into that right now. I have to watch the bonus episodes first, and possibly even the beginning of S11 to do a proper analysis.

The one thing I will say because I know people are nervous about which of Leah’s belongings are going to upset Carol, the friendship bracelet and New Mexico represent very significant if not iconic moments in Daryl’s and Carol’s story, and even the newbiest of newbie writers knows they cannot just give those moments away to other characters. They’d be shooting themselves in the foot. If there are any connections between Leah and New Mexico (where is this theory coming from though? What book?), then they are a misdirect. A way to stir Carol’s emotions and to get Daryl to explain that it’s not what it looks like and why it’s not what it looks like. Trust me, Daryl gave Carol that bracelet because he wanted to make her happy. He wants to go to New Mexico so they can start over together. All roads lead to Caryl, guys.

#caryl #caryl positivity #caryl is endgame #carol x daryl #twd

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hecckyeah · 4 years

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So after 7x11, Chloe’s slip-up about a kiss during Elizabeth’s live stream, and the leaked promo pic of them holding hands, I’m 99% certain that Daisy and Sousa will become canon in the finale, which I am so excited for!! The only question is how will it end for them?! It doesn’t make sense to set them up as a couple then have it end tragically after such a short amount of time but I’m worried one of them will die or get snapped out of existence/separated by time period. What are your thoughts?

Hey Anon!!

Just to clear the air here and vent for a sec, when I saw that promo pic (well, all of them I guess) my soul left my body for a solid half hour while I drove home. I’m not sure how I made it in one piece. I was wheezing the whole way. Screaming, even. I have a lot of emotions right now.

So let me center my thoughts a bit LOL

Okay, so. I’m sorry if this is ramble-y. I have SO many thoughts going through my brain . . .

First of all, THANK YOU, CHLOE. And of course THANK YOU PROMO GUY who will probably be fired but it’s okay because we love him so much <3

Chloe honestly has been a GEM this year, with her Dousy hints and fangirling and everything. There was that one giggle that she and Liz shared (I forgot where it is, someone help me out), before we even knew if Dousy would be remotely canon or not, and all we had was some insane chemistry and “I’m where I need to be” to get us all clamoring aboard the Dousy train.

Then there was yesterday’s live stream, which YES. I LOVED Jeff’s horrified look and Liz’s fake laughter to cover it up!! They have been hiding stuff for so long, they don’t know what to hide anymore. WE’RE GETTING ANOTHER KISS YEEHAW i am thriving right now. I hope it’s right before she yeets herself into the Chronicom’s ship to go find her sister (yes I cried when she said that) and Deke. Just as a really dramatic “good luck” kiss, then they stare into each other’s eyes for a few seconds too long, and Mack gets grossed out. Ahhh I can see it all now.

AND NOW. That PROMO PIC (which wasn’t Chloe, but I’m sure she would have released it if she could!!!)

I have all the evidence I need to say that I am 99.999999% sure they’ll be just fine.

When Mack was talking about “you know who you are, with anyone,” and Daisy just stares straight at her Danny Boy . . . man, that sent me into deep space for a hot second. She wants family. She craves it. I’ve talked about this before, but the Found Family trope in AOS is my favorite thing in the world. Daisy just absolutely loves her family with all her heart, and knowing they would have to go their separate ways . . . She’s clinging onto the one person she knows, beyond a shadow of a doubt, would always stick with her wherever she ends up (”Without fail”). And that is so beautiful and so complementary to Daisy and her entire arc. Because even if her family leaves her, if they all go their own way, if she only talks to them on the phone and over Christmas . . . she would still have Sousa. And that’s what families are supposed to do. They’re supposed to grow, expand, change into something bigger and more beautiful, and I love that. Daisy deserves happiness, and right now, dang. It sure looks like she could find that with Sousa.

As far as time travel . . . I’m hanging onto the fact that this is a separate timeline. I honestly have NO clue how they’re planning to resolve all the shenanigans. Because Shield is wiped out now, and that right there is a disaster by itself, not to mention Jiaying and Gordon and Project Insight etc. etc.

They need to fix the timeline, one way or another. I have my theories, which aren’t fleshed out enough to write down yet (maybe I’ll do a meta right before the episode and see what I get right, just for fun).

I do have a sneaking concern (that has bugged me ever since last night, that I don’t like to think about) that they’ll go back to the temple from the s6 finale and do something there that resets the whole timeline, preventing themselves from going back to 1931 in the first place . . . in which case it’s a tossup in my mind, kinda 50/50 if Sousa disappears or not. I don’t think he will, from a happy-ending standpoint. But if they caused everything that happened in s7 to go back to how it was before, then there is a chance he would disappear . . . Because they weren’t there to pull him out of time in the first place. Which would seriously be the WORST. But with Deke’s multiverse theory (that’s how it seems they’re playing it-- Daisy did ask Mack if he thought the OG timeline was still “out there”), that couldn’t happen. Because what’s done is done, and if they prevented their past selves from going back to 1931 after the end of s6, a whole new timeline would be created, but they would still have the old one, and therefore still have Sousa.

Am I making any sense?? DM me and we can chat about it, because I like to see myself as having a decent grasp of time travel (I had to explain Endgame to my siblings like twenty times), but it’s hard to put into just one post LOL

Uffda.

So anyway.

Here’s the bottom line. I see NO universe in which Sousa dies/stops existing/otherwise, and Chloe is happy about her ending. She would have been so bummed if they didn’t end up together. She has been giddy, guys. She and Liz did an instagram live back in May, and they were full out giggling when they mentioned Daisy’s ending.

I am 100% in, and if they end up dying or breaking up (never gonna happen), you can go ahead and grind me into the dust, because I believe in them, and I fully believe the writers would not waste THIS MUCH TIME on something they were just going to scrap. They didn’t spend a full FIFTEEN MINUTES in the PENULTIMATE EPISODE with Big Bro Mack giving Quake and her Square pep talks for nothing.

I don’t think they’ll be separated by time either. Wherever Daisy goes, there is Sousa. That has been made abundantly clear. If she got stuck in the 70s which he hated so much, he would be right there with her. If she got thrown forward to the 2100s, heaven forbid, he would fight tooth and nail to follow her. They wouldn’t be separated by choice, I’m 99% sure of that.

All evidence points to them ending up together. If the writers want to prove me wrong, so be it. But at least then we have our scenes and the confirmation of ANOTHER kiss, AND all the fanfic we could ask for.

I am not worried :) The promo pics did so much to ease my nerves too, and I am forever grateful to whoever the poor intern was that leaked them.

Anyway, thanks for the ask!! Sorry for talking your ear off . . . yet again. Hey, if you guys ever need really long, rant-y, theory-y, shippy, fangirly, confusing, weirdly comforting posts, you know where to find me! :) :)

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lizacstuff · 3 years

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SCK/EDSER asks

My inbox was full again, so questions under the cut. Some of these are from today and some are from earlier.

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Anonymous said: Random things that amuse me: 1. When they met, Serkan didn’t seem all that mad that Eda keyed his car but was way more angered by her disdain for him. 2. I always forget about Eda’s ex because I think Eda forgot about him too. Cenk cheated on her and brought his new gf to break up with her, and Eda was more peeved that he implied Serkan was out of her league. (1/2)

The only time he’s brought up again is when Eda pretends to be texting him instead of Serkan (because Ayfer would be madder at her talking to Serkan lol). 3. Whenever Melo is supposed to be mad at Serkan in solidarity with Eda, she just cannot bring herself to dislike him. (2/2)

I LOVE THIS ASK!

1. I have always wondered about that. Even current, softer Serkan would get PISSED at someone keying his car. He keeps all of his things pristine. You know under normal circumstances he would be infuriated by that and not let it go. The car would have had to go to the body shop and everything. I think the fact that he didn’t seem all that bothered, other than threatening to call the police of course, is that he was just so gobsmacked by this insanely beautiful, but also beautifully insane, lady yelling at him and handcuffing him that he couldn’t think straight. The fact that she had seriously vandalized his car became inconsequential.

Additionally, I think when he found out ArtLife had cancelled her scholarship, he became embarrassed and didn’t want to make any more of an issue about it.

2. I forget about him too. What a tool he was. It also seems a bit out of character for Eda now. All of her friends and her aunt knew that he was ghosting her, and they made it clear they thought it by their reactions, but Eda didn’t get it? Eda was ready to marry a dude she hadn’t seen for a year? That does not sound like the Eda we know. Independent, fiery Eda? It’s true that she’s grown a lot, but that much? It seems like they designed that relationship to put Eda in the right frame of mind to kiss Serkan on the podium and then, thankfully, forgot about it.

3. Yes, Melo is all of us. In the early episodes especially, Serkan could be a real jerk, but I know I never held it against him for long, just like Melo. None of us can resist him, I’m sure we were all cheering her on when she was the one to give up Eda’s Saturday morning location. And I love it when she calls him enişte. It’s also sweet that he’s fond of her as well.

Anonymous said: What are your thoughts about Engin and Piril? Sometimes I think they are cute and sometime I just don't think they are meant for each other. I hope Piril's father brings a new story and dynamic that will help us see whether they work as a couple or not.

My thoughts are pretty much the same as yours. In the beginning I really thought they were pretty flat and wasn’t really rooting for them. Partly because I loved Engin’s character and I was pretty “eh” on Piril. She was so laser focused on work that I didn’t like when she would try and guilt Serkan because he was spending time with Eda. I found that annoying and I thought Engin could have a more interesting relationship (like Melo!).

Alas, that wasn’t to be, however I surprised myself by actually cheering when he proposed, and I really liked their heart to heart talk in the NY episode. On the other hand I wasn’t really charmed by their disconnect when it came to entertaining people. They were SO FAR apart. Piril was so uptight and Engin so lacksodasical, I think they’ll end up driving each other bonkers and it’s hard to see how that will work, and I’m not sure it’s something I want to watch all that much of.

Same as you, I’m hope that Piril’s father turns out to be interesting. What’s going on there? Will we find out this episode?

Also, honestly, I’m still pressed they didn’t call Serkan to come to the wedding. (But I assume that had more to do with how quickly they shoot and needing to have scenes without Hande and Kerem in them. H/K were in tons of scenes that episode so it was probably tight with scheduling and they were doing A and B units etc.)

Anonymous said: Hi Liza, I hope you are well and you and your loved ones are staying safe. SCK really helped make 2020 better and I'm glad we have the show in 2021 too! Sometimes the letter count in these asks really get to me because I feel like I have so much more to say and ask but oh well. In this ask i just want to say I hope Seyfi and Melo both get their very own happily ever afters. They're my favs and totally deserve it. Leyla too! That actress is so pretty, I wish we got to see her dress up more!

Hello! I’m well, thank you for asking. I’m not even joking when I saw that SCK was a highlight of 2020 for me. I’m so appreciative for the happy and joyous distraction it’s been over the last few months.

I LOVE MELO AND SEYFI. They are two of my favorite supporting characters, and two of the only ones that have stayed at the top since the beginning. Now Aydan is up there with them, but she wasn’t in the beginning, lol!

Those two deserve all good things. Leyla is also a great character and I wonder what her feelings are towards Erdem. Does she really like him?

Anyway, I’m not sure what they might be planning for any of them, but I can tell you I’m more interested in how they might end up, than I am with Ceren, Ferit, Fifi, or Piril.

Anonymous said: This ask may not be worth answering but I've always wondered about Eda's family on her mom's side. I don't think they've ever mentioned it on the show and if they have I may have missed it but it's interesting. It's most likely that her grandparents died and her mom didn't have any siblings but it would be really cool if she did have a family member who understood her and supported her and Serkan unlike Ayfer.

It would be interesting to know, you’d think she would have some relatives on her mom’s side. We’ll have to see if the show ever mentions it.

Anonymous said: Ok it may be the overthinker in me but unlike everyone else I'm actually worried seeing Serkan wear his engagement ring. If he and Eda reconciled and he knows the truth about her grandma threatening her, wouldn't their game plan be keeping their relationship a secret and not flaunting his ring. But then that's what the fans want, and maybe the writers have a different idea. I'm freaking out with worry that maybe Serkan and Bulca got engaged! But then it looks like his original ring! let's see!

Anonymous said: I'm the one who feared the engagement ring in a previous ask. Well today's pics/videos that show Serkan, Aydan and Seyfi at Eda's home with flowers seem like they are asking for her hand in marriage. It's an assumption but I feel much better. Lol!

See, this is why I always say not to borrow trouble by worrying about the disaster scenario. Why would he ask Balca to marry him the day after he sexed up Eda? Even if they were hiding it and using Balca for subterfuge, why would they need to go all the way to engaged to do that?

I’m glad you’re feeling better. I agree that the video posted today with them all at Eda’s house with the flower and the chocolate looks very much like they’re doing the traditional asking for her hand for serious this time!

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Can’t wait to see them with their rings back on, we’ve been waiting so long.

Also, I have no idea why they are able to get away with this... maybe Eda found something while investigating that neutralized Babaanne? At least for the moment?

Anonymous said: Sometimes I hate being the audience, we know things that the characters don't and I want to yell at my tablet screen. I don't though because I don't want to confirm my parents thoughts that I am crazy, lol! Anyway I wanted to say that I appreciate you and the SCK community because none of my friends watch the show and I'm glad I have people to discuss this with, otherwise I'd actually go crazy. Edser & Hanker & the cast and crew make me happy! They're just amazing and I'm thankful for them!

Me too! I appreciate the cast and crew AND I appreciate the fandom. There are some very lovely people here, and I’m thrilled that I have you all to discuss the show and ship with because none of my friends or family in real life watch either. I’ve told many people about it, and sometimes I will drop words or phrases in Turkish that I’ve picked up watching and all they do is roll their eyes at me. (I enjoy that)

Also... talk back to that screen, I do. It’s fun. LOL.

Anonymous said: Thoughts on the fan theory that Eda & Serkan are actually already working together to bring her grandma down? Not sure that I really saw any clues throughout the episode that a scene of the two of them talking together was cut out but guess we could always get flashbacks to show it. I think for me that might make a little sense because how does Serkan not suspect that Grandma flat out made Eda breakup with him? He knows she wants them kept apart, he got arrested and then magically released which coincided with Eda staying away from him, entry of a prince interested in Eda and Eda being chummy with her Grandma 🧐. Or maybe he does suspect all of that but finally understands the risk that she poses to all of them so he agreed to end things? Very interested to see how the show gets us from that heartbreaking breakup to Serkan & Eda being jealous at the restaurant.

My apologies, I know this ask was sent before some of the recent spoilers including the second promo with the... uh... explosion. (sex) So at this point I do not think they are working together, the break up appears to be real. So it will be interesting how the first 2 hours of this episode plays out. I assume the sex will be in the last 15 minutes.

It looks like Serkan’s tact is to pretend he’s over her and moving on and let that drive her crazy. So I’d say that in order to do that, he has a pretty good idea why Eda broke up with him and knows it’s because of Babaanne and threats against him.

Anonymous said: Can I just say - I really dislike Ayfer. And I just realized that she has had like no growth at all in these 25 episodes. I guess she has an instagram business now? There is such a huge contrast between how they've developed her and Aydan, not only in how they view EdSer's relationship but on their own as well. Aydan is a new woman while Ayfer is still just a hater and a negative nancy about everything. You'd think they'd give her a better storyline with her mother in town but I don't see it

Since you sent this I’ve answered another ask about Ayfer here. I very much agree with you. She reacts negatively to everything, I’m not sure why the girls like to hang out with her so much, they have to hide everything and she is like a damp rag covering any bit of excitement.

On rewatching some of the early episodes, I have noticed that she was negative from the beginning. She was even annoying in her first second on screen, when she was waking Eda up to go help with the soil delivery. I hate that shrill voice she uses to say Günaydın over and over again.

You’re so right that she hasn’t had much if any growth. Neither she nor Aydan were excited by the Eda/Serkan pairing from the beginning. Aydan was more vocal, but Ayfer was just as disapproving. And frankly, even though between the two of them, Aydan might have seemed like the more formidable foe to the relationship, Ayfer actually always had more power. Just because Serkan Bolat is going to do whatever he wants to do and he’s not going to be swayed by his mother’s disapproval, but as we’ve seen in episode 21 Eda is more susceptible to her aunt’s guilt and disapproval. Remember when she asked Eda if she could trust Serkan’s positive assessment of her work because he might lie if he has feelings for her!?! GRRRRRRRRR.

The other big difference is that once Aydan saw how absolutely heartbroken Serkan was, she completely changed her tune and became supportive of the relationship. Her son’s happiness mattered to her. While Ayfer sat there last week and watched her heartbroken niece and reacted with glee. Eda’s happiness is apparently not important to Ayfer.

If indeed the Bolat’s have come to woo Eda, it will be interesting to see how Ayfer reacts. Will she come around on her own or will Eda have to give her an ultimatum. I wouldn’t mind that, actually. Give Ayfer a reality check on the way she’s been behaving, just as controlling as her mother.

Anonymous said:bHey Liza! Thanks for your thoughts on ep25, was looking forward to them today cause you're always rational and I pretty much agree with all you've said lol. The number of ppl mad at Eda/saying her character is ruined is wild, did they watch the same episode?? Eda HAD to end things because of the shit her grandma was pulling, like it wasn't small things she has serious connections, obviously Eda isn't gonna endanger serkan!! I really hope the people being irrational read your answers lol. The only thing that's bothering me about the episodes is that this is supposed to be a romantic comedy and I'm missing that (gotta be honest I fast forwarded thru the Alex ayfer aydan stuff lol) but hoping for some funny Edser stuff at least lol. Also THE PRINCE REALLY DO BE CRAZY lmao

This was also sent before some of the recent schedules. It looks to me like we’re are in for a bit of romance the next few episodes.

I’M SO EXCITED!!

Anonymous said: the prince is very specifically credited as a guest actor, so i think that maybe he'll only be here for 1 or 2 more episodes max. which makes me think that this arc at least with him directly involved won't last very long. i'm excited about the bombshell to be dropped though because as of right now neither eda or serkan know exactly what babaanne's plan for him is in regards to eda.. and not to mention his other creepy motives that have to do with his dead wife.

I haven’t seen him mentioned in any BTS stuff for 27... maybe he makes his exit is 26? We shall see.

Anonymous said: while i understand where serkan was coming from in his decision to not tell eda the truth, it was coming from a purely selfish reason (even he says that) eda's decision is bc of a very real 3rd party threat that would have consequences for serkan's family, business, and his wellbeing. and eda has no time to prepare a plan or anything of the sort; she's basically backed into a corner. i really wonder why serkan is granted so much more understanding in the fandom than eda's character..

I don’t agree that Serkan was coming from a “purely selfish place.” I don’t remember Serkan saying that and if he did, I’m sure it’s because he’s attributing all his motives to the one he’s most ashamed of feeling. Because while there was something selfish in not wanting her to know the truth and not wanting her to think of her dead parents when she looked at him, I think it’s clear he was also trying to protect her from those thoughts. He was trying to protect her from the heartbreak of dredging up their deaths, protecting her from having to make the decision to leave him. It was a lot more complicated then just him being “purely selfish.” Remember he inflicted the greatest heartbreak on himself, you don’t do that for purely selfish reasons.

It would be nice if anytime something went wrong, there wasn’t a knee-jerk reaction to vilify one or the other characters.

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i go back and forth with, yea the dude is dating this girl, so what. to wow its kinda funny all this is happening now right around the release of their movie. and the editor or whatever of cmbyn says that yesterday and today theyre wandering around together and shes wearing his shirt. idk, maybe its both their together and their playing it up. or its all fake. or its real. dont get it lol best to keep it light tho and realize the only real love is btwn him and armie lolol

Oh,nonnie, you asked (or maybe not lol):

What is truth? That question is keeping philosophers going since the old Greeks. Can we ever know what another person truely thinks and feels? What do we really know about people we interact with personally? We live in our cave and stare at shadows. So how can we assume anything about people we really don’t know at all?

Well, there are a few approaches. One is that you admit that you know nothing, that everything you believe (not know) is made up in your head anyway, so you can built YOUR OWN FANTASY. And it’s nothing wrong with that, as long as you stay aware that IT IS A FANTASY. You can’t prove or disprove a fantasy because it’s all in your head anyway, it’s highly subjective and made up.

And we are not curing cancer here, this is fun, so believe what you want if it helps you getting on with your life.

And isn’t it nice if you write or draw about THIS FANTASY and post it in fan spaces and find likeminded people with similar FANTASIES and you share them and a fandom grows and everyone has fun and is happy?

So, if, in this regard and context, for you, A&T are the greatest love story that ever happened, or LRD&T are the greates love story that ever happened, or Tim is secretly a shapeshifter, or a vampire, or is boning Glen Close - FINE! Knock yourself out. Believe what you want. Only, don’t insult or ridicule those who SHIP/dream/believe something else. Because no ship (aka FANTASY) is better than the other and there’s no truth to be found in a FANTASY. You either believe it or not and believe something else. It’s totally subjective and - as a FANTASY- there’s nothing wrong with that.

Trying to prove a fantasy is what leads to insanity. Believe me, it’s not that I wasn’t tempted at one point. Only, you know, I’m a scientist. And in science, when we start an experiment, we have a question or an assumption that we want to prove, not already an answer.

Because I don’t have to prove something that I know is true. You still with me? When I start to look for clues that A&T are together, lead by my knowledge (not assumption or question if) that they are together, of course I will only prove what I started with in the first place and ignore/disregard everything that speaks against my knowledge because I’ve known the truth from the beginning and will produce a narrative accordingly. This is called confirmation bias.

In that context, even the absence of proof is proof for something - and at this point, you can’t argue with people who work like this because they have made their mind up long before they entered the argument. They had the answer before the question. For them, there isn’t an argument at all, because they KNOW. End of story.

True, sometimes the dog NOT barking is evidence. But for that to work there has to be a dog in the first place. If you don’t know that there is a dog, it not barking proves nothing.

So, again, can’t we know anything about anything? Well, there’s a thing called probability. Not all arguments are equally valid, some are more reasonable than others because we have experience, context, and from that we draw conclusions re the probability of things.

But lets first look at the evidence presented in favour of certain theories. I’ve been on this train for over 2 years. I saw a lot of the things going round in fandom and taken as proof for or against something now as it happened - and I have to say, many things got taken out of context and were blown up to much more proportian and meaning than at the time things happened. Pics have been cut in certain ways so people have been removed to make them look more intimate. Things no one has ever seen or knows anything about are suddenly taken as facts (a marriage contract, for example) just because they’ve been repeated so often by fans that they’ve been talked into existing.

These proofs are often photographic ‘evidence’. But pictures lie. And can be manipulated. What we see in them depends on lighting, angels etc. If you take a pic or vid out of context it can look as if it shows something totally different than it originally did. So never base anything solely on a single picture you didn’t even take yourself. Always ask for the context it has been taken in. Is it a fan snapshot? Is it a directed photoshoot? Has it been made during an official promo event? These things matter to determine the validity of the things show in these pictures.

For example, look at this:

Isn’t that a lovely pic of A&T? Doesn’t T look totally shagged out, bathing in the afterglow while Armie tells the world: ‘Look, he is mine!’ This is the photo as I saw it on tumblr.

This is the original:

As you can see, Tim is probably laughing at something Petra Collins says to him. This changes the whole context. And these things happened quite often in the early days because we were shippers, we knew that we were wearing our shipper goggles, we spun a FANTASY, quite aware that what we were doing was playing freely with the facts. It wasn’t about proving something, it was about illustrating a fantasy. Taking these things now as proof for anything is absurd.

Same goes for interviews. These can be cut and edited in certain ways. Watch a whole press conference, not just the part your shipper heart loves if you want to get the whole picture (or live in the one sentence that makes your shipper heart flutter if this is just about your FANTASY).

As said in the beginning: no one on here knows these people and their circumstances. We didn’t even go to school with them, worked with them, or are their neighbours or in any direct contact with them whatsoever. So we base our judgement solely on currated content provided by them or people close to them, and public appearances that happen in a certain context like a movie premiere, and on very random public sightings by people we also don’t know and whose statements we can’t verify.

We can’t really built anything about their private lives upon these things, can we? It’s all highly speculative.

Okay, after having discussed the reliability of our evidence, lets move on to how to sort it. There is this thing called probability. In theory, everything is equally likely over an infinite period of time. But in reality, humans are able to learn from experience. And experience teaches us that some things are more likely than others.

Then there are facts. Facts are things we know to be true because they haven’t been falsified yet. For example, Armie is married. I know, there are many rumors going around about the state of his marriage, but as long as he’s not publicly divorced he got publicly married to EC and that’s the only thing we can work with. Otherwise, our already pretty sketchy footing slips away completely if we only work with hearsay, specualtion and gossip, and we end up with a fantasy again.

So, in our case: do we really think that friends, family, spouses, girlfriends, colleagues, ex-colleagues, ‘the press’ and random people on the internet are all conspiring since June 2016 together to hide that two actors - who to large parts of the world are totally unknown - are in a relationship, when, on the other hand, we have photographic evidence from multiple independent sources - and in Armie’s case even a marriage certificate and 2 children - showing that they are both with someone else?

Okay, but we’ve discussed the unreliability of photos. True. But it’s not just one cropped pic showing T with LRD. There are many, taken over a long period, by different people, professionally and privately. That makes them being a fact much more probable because why should all these people, who took those pics and reported sightings and don’t know each other and do gain nothing from their lies, lie? Isn’t it much more probable that what these pics show us is the truth?

On the other hand, what solid evidence do we have that A&T are a couple? We don’t even have one photo showing them kissing outside of a movie they made together 3 years ago. Compare this to pap and private pics of T&LRD kissing, that have been taken over a period of a year by different people. What does probability tell us here? That something we’ve never seen is more likely to be happening than something we’ve seen on different occasions, documented by different people independently for 12 months?

Isn’t it more likely that a man who’s never been seen out in public romantically involved with another man, who is married for years and has 2 children - is straight?

Isn’t it more likely that another man, who’s never been seen out in public romantically involved with another man either, who’s only other relationship the public knows of was with a girl, who - if he talks about his private life at all - talks about kissing a girl or wanting to impress a girl, who’s been photographed at different occasions by different people kissing a girl - is straight?

Leave aside what you want them to be and look at the facts, as sketchy as they are.

If you look seriously at what little facts we have - there is nothing reliable connecting A&T romantically that can’t be explained by them being friends and having filmed a movie together over 3 years ago. Everything else is subjective, projection, hearsay, wishful thinking, a fantasy, shipping, gossip, rumors.

Documented facts show us that their reality is incongruent with our ship. And if we start to disregard those facts it leads to sending hate to these very people because fans who took a ship for something real feel betrayed. So, please, sort facts from fantasy, take a look at the facts (not at projection, hearsay, wishful thinking, a fantasy, shipping, gossip, rumors) and draw your own conclusion.

What do you think is more probable when you look at proven facts? Probable, not true. There’s the possibility that I might get proven wrong someday. But, to me, all real evidence points towards T&LRD and AH&EC.

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✱ kim doyeon. she / her. cis female. — i know that theodora “ theo ” jung is one of the roses. which makes sense because the twenty year old’s parents are hollywood royalty known for producing and recording multi-platinum awarded albums. rumors say that they are the quixotic of the group , but who knows if that’s true. + plucking petals off of daisies in the name of a crush , steeping teabags for too long , the scent of perfume left behind on a pillowcase.

hello ! im xan and im late as usual but alas ... 😔 im 22 , from the est timezone ( even though my sleeping schedule … does not reflect that sjbdwjkbdjdw ) & i go by she / her pronouns ! i truly ... never know what im doing with intros they just turn out long & messy aha ... are u ready ? *jungkook vc* let’s get it ! 😋

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ QUICK STATS !

full name: theodora marie jung.

nickname(s): theo, teddy, dora ( but only by bullies 😠 ).

zodiac: libra sun, aqua moon ( click ! )

sexuality: bisexual.

occupation: singer / songwriter, model.

birthplace: los angeles, california.

current residence: wherever this rp is taking place aha x

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ BACKSTORY ! ( tw: sexual themes )

so her parent’s story was actually a pretty big scandal in the 90′s ! basically theo’s mom was the pretty famous front woman of a band ( think stevie nicks in fleetwood mac ) who was long engaged to the guitarist of that same band....until one day it was announced she was quitting the group and starting her solo career, leaving her fiance, and signing to a new label.....which was run by theo’s father, a young up & coming producer taking over the family business. not even three months later theo’s mom releases her first solo album, produced and co-written by theo’s father, basically detailing this years long affair the two had been having... in a series of really catchy, moving, and wildly successful songs.

the public went crazy over the drama, especially when rumors started circulating ( through detailed analysis of the lyrics to all of theo’s mom’s solo songs ) that the well known band had actually been quite toxic. basically it was enough to convince media outlets and fans alike to forgive theo’s parents for being cheaters and breaking up the band JSDBWBDJWBD. by the time theo was born in the last year of the iconic decade that launched both her parents into stardom, everyone couldn’t be happier the two stars were getting the happy life they deserved <3

so here comes baby theo.....and the world kind of just immediately labels her as america’s sweetheart. her mom had some minor health issues which just meant it would be safer to not have anymore kids after theo, so not only was she this little angel to the public, she was also her parent’s little miracle baby ! lets just say she had some big shoes to fill bc of all the expectations ..

luckily no one had to worry abt her being a demon child JSBDJWDWJ because she turned out to be a very sweet kid ! she was a HUGE daydreamer since she spent a lot of time alone growing up </3 her mom had retired from singing and was now helping theo’s dad run the label, and the two of them were always busy looking for new talent to sign. she didn’t have any siblings and although she had a really attentive nanny it just .. wasn’t the same ?? so to #Cope JSBDWBSBDJW theo was always creating these super elaborate little fantasy worlds. it wasn’t uncommon for u to find her deeply engrossed playing barbies alone like she had scripts and everything

by the time she was a preteen her parents were both really pressuring theo into thinking about a singing career, so wanting to please them ( and knowing that it was something she was kinda into anyway ) theo said ok sure ! and that’s where.....things start to take a turn. since she was so young she had this very very clean, innocent, cute image ( think disney stars ) & most of the music she was making was used for kids shows or movies. she didn’t really mind it so much but she noticed that her creative process wasn’t really valued ? or taken very seriously by her parents, because in their eyes like that’s their kid you know she’s still young, she’s always had her head in the clouds, they just really didn’t think it was a big deal if they took control.

so theo put up with it, but the years kept going by, she kept getting older, and nothing was really changing. she still had a squeaky clean image, little say in the type of music she was making, but on the outside everything looked great. the public loved her, she was a role model for kids ( even though she was a teenager now ), it was all perfect.....until it wasn’t. when she was 16, she had a scandal akin to the vanessa hudgen’s nude photo leak, except it wasn’t as explicit ( not a nude, just a suggestive pic ) and it was way way worse considering theo was a minor.

legal action was immediately taken by her parents, but once something’s out there you can’t really stop it from circulating, so the photos existed, just not on any official media sites. it was traumatizing for theo having her privacy breached like that, especially because instead of talking about how disgusting it was that someone would leak those photos when she was just a teen, gossip sites & fans alike were too busy talking about how her image was ruined. since she’d had such a clean, innocent reputation, people kinda forgot that... she was an actual person going through life growing up, and that she wasn’t perfect.

theo, being the optimist she is, was like hey you know what? this is my chance to stop making music i dont love. after what was probably her first truly honest convo with her parents, they agreed she should be free to figure herself and her art out. so for the remainder of her teenage years theo fell off the face of the music world....

only to pop back up in the modeling one ! like most celebrities, social media had a big say in this. since reputation wasn’t something theo had going for her anymore, what she did have was a hell of a following still and two famous parents ( not to mention ... shes tall JSBDJWBDWJ ) she did maybe one runway show before deciding she hated that. tbh she hated any modeling that felt too constricting, which is why she never ended up doing anything for big names & mostly does stuff for foreign brands & magazines.

she liked how much aesthetics had to do with modeling, and to some extent being a part of shoots satisfied that creative itch she had, but music was always her first love. theo really wanted to go back and revisit it, but she was scared the public’s reaction wouldn’t be what she hoped /:

so following in her mother’s footsteps, theo’s re entrance into the music scene was an ep ( 100% written, produced, edited, you name it, by her ) she released on the eve of her 18th bday basically explaining everything she went through with art. it was only four songs + an interlude, which would become the most talked about part of the whole thing because it was snippets of various reporters talking about that photo leak.

the public had mixed feelings ! unlike with what happened with her parents, not everyone was ready to “forgive” theo. and since she hadn’t done any promo for her music, or for her career as an artist independent from her parent’s famous label, it wasn’t like she was making crazy money and getting all this recognition. but !! she was insanely insanely happy, and that’s when she realized making music wasn’t something she did for other people, just something she liked to share, so what did it really matter if she could be more famous if she was an artist under her parent’s label ?

cue present day theo, model & singer, although the labels are pretty loose. although her music is getting way more recognition than it did three years ago, she’s still trying to do things independently from her parents, and she still has yet to become a chanel ambassador or anything crazy SDWBKWKFW. because of that she’s kind of garnered this new reputation for herself as one of those celebs that don’t really feel like celebs, like maybe she’s just like u except let’s be real she’s rich and her experiences are NOT universal even if her cute insta pic talking about ~her feelings~ in the caption makes u think they are

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ PERSONALITY + TIDBITS !

not even gonna lie to u guys....she is baby. i dont mean that in a uwu shes 20 but im gonna weirdly make her act like a child way im not a freak shes just baby ! like i mentioned earlier theo was a HUGE daydreamer growing up, and tbh she still is except now that’s she’s older her overactive imagination can kinda get her into trouble. a good example of that is the fact that since she’s so keen to see the silver linings in life and the bright sides, she can neglect the bad sides of people and situations so things still fit into her romanticized vision /: this was the cause for many heartbreaks in theo’s life, and she’s still guilty of doing this although she’s trying to work on it !

very much the kind of person to treat everyone like a friend ( that means strangers too ) until you prove you should be treated otherwise. it takes a lot for her to not fuck with you, so if she doesn’t like you then you probably did something to deserve it /: she’s always had a curious personality as well so it’s really easy for her to connect with people just because she’s constantly fascinated by what she doesn’t know about a person. sometimes it can make ppl uncomfortable just how casually she can have a deep convo, but she just never had that filter where she has to know you for 5 years before she opens up about her trauma </3 you know how when bp’s rose and red velvet’s joy had dinner for the first time rose made joy cry bc she was talking abt her family and stuff ? JSDBWBDW theo is rose ... she’s out there sharing trauma deepening that bond day 1 of knowing you baby ! 🤧

despite all that she’s still kind of maintained this elusive air to her? it’s not like she does it on purpose, or like no one knows the real her, it’s more like just when you’ve learned one new thing about her you realize there’s that many more things you don’t know. it also doesn’t help the fact that she’s constantly romanticizing everything, most of all herself, so she’s really crafted this “dream girl” persona without fully realizing it. im not exaggerating when i say john green wants what she has </3

a lot of times people see her as naive, not because she often sees the good in people or anything like that ( although she does ), but because she has this overwhelming sureness that everything works out in the end. to be fair though, for her, things usually do. call it good karma, luck, whatever you want, but the fact of the matter is even when it looks like there’s no way a situation can turn out well for her, somehow it does. it’s a healthy combination of money, privilege, and a charming personality but to theo it’s proof that she’s right.

naturally.....as an air sign JSBDJWBJWBD she’s a huge flirt ! the media’s always linking her to someone because she really makes it seem like she’s dating half of hollywood when the reality is she’s just being friendly. when she actually likes someone it kind of turns into a huge deal like she gets infatuated with her crushes, swears she’s in love — and then poof. one day she wakes up & realizes she’s kinda over it ... until the next person comes along of course <3

hates conflict and confrontation.....and i mean HATES it to the point where she doesn’t even confront stuff within herself ( i.e. “negative” feelings like sadness ) until one day it all bubbles over and she’s having a legit breakdown and dying her hair red.

yes, that’s exactly what happened last year, although if you ask theo about it she’ll just be like aha what do you mean i just wanted red hair luv x

pictures like these ( click ! ) of theo when she'd be walking around LA in her school uniform used to go viral on twitter.

desperately wishes she was the type of singer ppl would throw their bras at on stage when the reality is she’s out there making some chill bedroom pop kind of stuff so rip that dream </33333

knows how to play the piano and the guitar, but keeps joking one day she’s gonna make an album and only use her recorder as the instrumentals.

has a white british longhair kitty named zoe.

is 100% that bitch that can only drink sweet drinks & fruity cocktails and u know what she’s valid for it !

if she wasn’t famous she’d be making slime. legit running a slime making insta, those were her guilty pleasure & shes so mad they aren’t that popular anymore JSBDJWBDJW

u know that post that’s like “i hate making tea i always feel so bad about throwing away the tea bag i feel like i should just eat it” ? thats theo

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ WANTED CONNECTIONS !

BEST FRIENDS: a power duo the public either loves or hates, ride or dies, that 1 person theo would drop everything for no matter what.....yeah 🥺 they’d be the person she’s closest to & vice versa !

CHILDHOOD / FAMILY FRIENDS: their famous parents were friends, so it’s only natural they wanted their kids to be friends too. just imagine the stories ..... the memories .... maybe they got along really well and are still friends today ! or maybe theo pushed your muse off of the swings ( she claims it was an accident ) and your muse never forgot and to this day they’re sworn enemies.....</3 or less dramatic......they just drifted apart and now it’s like hey we used to be so close aha thats awkward let me just smile at you and walk away ....

LIKE SIBLINGS: someone who sees theo as a sister, and who theo considers her unofficial sibling. most likely she’s gonna bother the shit out of this person as siblings do but they really mean a lot to her because it’s the family she never had /:

CONFIDANTS: the one person theo keeps finding herself talking about the things she usally keeps inside with. i think it’d be funny if both of them find it weird to do things like go out to lunch or shop together because that’s not what they’re used to !

ACQUAINTANCES: friends who are only really friends when both of them are wasted or friends who only comment heart eye emojis and fire sign emojis under each others insta posts but don’t actually talk much for whatever reason

FRIENDS THAT DATED: maybe things just ended amiably between them, or maybe it’s like an “everyone told us we should date so we tried it and boy was that the weirdest thing we ever did” situation. either way the outcome is they’e still friends <3

CAHOOTS: what is this u may ask ? someone theo can be in cahoots with. she has a dumb idea that no one else is likely to say yes to? she goes to ur muse. ur muse has an idea no one in their right mind would say yes to? they go to theo. these two are in cahoots !

BAD INFLUENCE: although that america’s sweetheart reputation is gone, overall theo is still seen as a “good girl” by the public. she’s not one to be in a lot of scandals so i think it’d be really fun if your muse is corrupting that ( whether they’re doing it on purpose or not ) and whenever theo’s with them she just somehow always manages to end up in trouble.

THE BIG EX: theo’s first real relationship, and first real heartbreak. everyone before them had been an infatuation, but your muse was the real deal. maybe the media ruined it, or they ruined it themselves by being too scared of their feelings to stick around, or maybe one of them was willing to try but the other wasn’t. either way it ended badly, and whether those feelings are resolved or not....thats a secret i’ll never tell x

SUMMER FLINGS: give me past & current ( or maybe even recurring ) summer flings where they both know it’s temporary but boy is it fun while it lasts. google their names together and you’ll find paparazzi snapshots on the backs of vespas, on million dollar yachts, holding hands in museums or sunbathing on the beach but by the time fall comes creeping in the romance is over.

HOOKUPS: friends with benefits and it’s not awkward between them, friends with benefits and it’s super weird between them because they may be crossing over into real feeling territory, one night stands / hookups that were huge mistakes, one night stands or hookups that were or are being kept secret from the rest of the roses for whatever reason, someone who leads theo on but never gets serious about her, or someone she leads on but she never gets serious about, her go-to hookup on a night out when she’s partying, etc.

WILL THEY WON’T THEY: a friendship that always teeters on the line of something romantic ! maybe they’re both oblivious to the chemistry / tension or maybe they’re aware of it because they get jealous when they hear about the other being with someone else… maybe they refuse to do anything about it because they don’t want to complicate things or maybe they purposefully cross lines when they feel that jealousy…..could be more angsty or it could be more wholesome depending on which way it goes 😈

ARTIST TO ARTIST: i don’t think .... we have any other singers / ppl in the music industry but i could for sure be wrong JSBDSJBDJWD but ! i still would love to have people theo’s worked with before. maybe if your muses has been acting since they were little, theo could have mingled with them back when she was doing music for kids shows & movies. maybe your muse is a model and theo and them have done shoots together before. maybe theo’s written a current song for a movie / tv show your muse was a part of. maybe your muse is a model and theo asked them to feature on the cover of one of her albums. maybe she hired your muse to act in the music video of one of her songs ! maybe your muse can also sing even though that’s not their main thing and theo’s asked them to feature on a song with her. there are soooo many possibilities that could be lots of fun <33

MISC: “we used to party together all the time until that one thing happen that neither of us talk about and now we don’t do that anymore”, someone who took care of drunk theo once and ever since then she’s taken that as an open invitation to knock on your muse’s door at 3 am completely wasted, “we tried to date but the paparazzi caught us on a date and we were too scared / sick of the public eye so we never got far”, flirty friends who say no i’d never sleep with you haha…unless you’re down?, your muse was theo’s first time OR theo was your muse’s first time, stereotypical happy go lucky and grumpy relationship where the grumpy muse pretends not to enjoy the other’s presence, enemies but it can’t be anything petty it would have to be pretty serious so if u want that drama....

that’s the end i promise it’s finally over 😭😭😭 i truly just ramble & ramble im really so sorry abt that JSDJWBDJWBDJWBDJW i tried to include as much info as possible to make plotting a little easier for all of us so lets pray this works </3 u can come message me on discord to plot @ seulgi ily ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ#8172 so give this a like if u wanna .... do that ahahahaha x

#╰ ♡ . 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔 ── ooc !#i didnt proof read a thing if u find a typo u can keep her <3 JSBDJWBDJW #this is . ridiculously long for no good reason im so sorry but now u know the real me ...#roses:intro

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Reflecting on McHart: 3x01

Long time no see! But just thought I’d make some little (as it turns out) incredibly lengthy remarks about McHart-related things that stood out to me in the season 3 premiere of The Good Fight! May or may not do more of these throughout the season--let me know if you’re feelin’ it. Obviously 3x01 spoilers below!

1. Them holding hands, (and her leg slung over him which we couldn’t really see in the scene but did in the promo) and THAT CHIN GRAB, and him indulging her, oh my! (BUT WHY WOULD HE TEMPT FATE LIKE THAT SAYING “WHAT COULD GO WRONG?” DAMN IT, KURT!)

2. I had been planning to make a clever remark about how I had so been looking forward to seeing what a home/bedroom that was truly both of theirs would look like... and then (once seeing it in the promo/promo pics) that apparently it looks exactly like a Diane bedroom, lol (which is sweet in it’s own right too, I suppose, him just letting her run with it... or perhaps her insisting they do it together but then she vetos like 95% of his ideas so then he just gives up). But then I saw the gun case with more than a dozen firearms in it so actually a Diane/Kurt bedroom seems to be a Diane bedroom with an abundance of guns. ...Which honestly kind of surprises me, especially given that they’re not really locked away. Wondering how those negotiations went between the two of them. ...Are the guns in the bedroom going to become relevant in a later episode??? So many questions.

But anyway, further on their bedroom, THAT THING IS FREAKING MASSIVE. I know that they want it to function as sort of a catch-all space for the season so that they can get away with shooting every single McHart home scene in that one space and so it has to serve a lot of functions, but good lord, I think an entire apartment could fit in there? And HOW MUCH SEATING DO THEY NEED? They’ve got enough for--no exaggeration--more than ten in there. That’s insane. Are they planning to have a freaking soiree in there??? HA! ...It is gorgeous though, props to Beth!

3. The domesticity of their morning! He’s shaving (with a shaving brush OF COURSE and probably a straight razor) in a towel in the bathroom and her unpacking his stuff as they talk (or holler, rather) back and forth, just kind of hanging out while doing their own things to get ready for the day. THEY’RE MARRIED. My heart! 4. Diane’s increased knowledge of his guns and his preferences despite the fact that he has probably like 50 of them. How much time does he spend talking about guns and she sits there and lets him and listens, probably mostly because she just loves watching him in his element... and also because THEY’RE MARRIED and idk, I guess you do stuff like listening to your spouse talk about things you’re maybe not totally into when you’re married?

5. He called her (at work vs. her cell) while she was on her way to work, after she had just left him, but we never find out why. WHY???

6.HER HELPING HIM PACK. Ans it’s because she “saw airplane tickets on our account.” On “OUR ACCOUNT.” Something tells me they hadn’t merged much of anything before (including their lives), but they have now and it warms my heart!

7. I actually love the way they handled the hairs/her suspicions.To start with, I think it’s natural that after everything, even if they have moved forward and are starting over, even if she has worked though everything and trusts him, I think it’s perfectly realistic that certain feelings might creep up given certain circumstances. Of course exploring this in the show could’ve easily gotten into “drama for the sake of drama” territory and been incredibly messy and destructive, but it wasn’t.

She wasn’t looking for reasons to be jealous, wasn’t looking to catch him in a trap--they honestly were “just there.” She then handled it so well, asking him reasonable questions, went on with her day, then maturely confronted him about it at home that night. (And honestly, I don’t think she actually thought he cheated, just that he was hiding something perhaps a little less than seemly that had to do with one of his “Fox blonds.”) And then when she does approach him about it, she starts by telling him she loves him! She’s diving into this situation knowing it could be messy/hurtful but wants to preface with an “I love you” cause they are so IN THIS. Oh, also, ya know, he was being dishonest with her/lying to her, so her suspicions were totally valid. ...And on that note, DID KURT REALLY NOT LEARN HIS LESSON ON BEING HONEST WITH HER?!?!? Like he’s the most honest guy with literally e-ver-y-one else... but his wife. I think it just comes from loving her and not wanting to upset/hurt/lose her, but COME ON, MAN.

8. “I’m being paid. I don’t have a job, I’m hiring myself out...” “They pay me, Diane; it’s money. I’m not doing it because I like them!” “I’m being paid! I’m working!” That. Job. Though. His excuses are such a cop out because they obviously don’t need the money by any means. But I think it really speaks to Kurt and his pride--he loves his wife dearly, loves her strength, will always support her and is genuinely okay with her being the primary breadwinner. ...But he also still feels the need to pull his weight--to have a purpose and to contribute something financially. To “be a man.” (But again, as much as he may feel the need to play a traditional male gender role, he also has zero expectations that Diane do the same!) Because he could always volunteer in some way, take on smaller jobs, wait for the right long-term, paying position... but he’s taken that one. Because pride (which apparently trumps integrity? LOL!). (Throwback to season 2 of TGW!) Oh, Kurt... BUT ALSO SHE SEEMS TO GET THAT, because yes, she’s definitely upset about it and judges him for it, but she doesn’t even begin to try to talk him out of it, just, “Nope, you’re right. You have to do what you have to do.” She knows it’s important to him and respects that it’s something he feels he has to do! (They’ve come so far from 5x06!) As he respects that she has to do what she has to do. Like she just walks out on some kind of vague mission and he just stands there, a little confused, but like, “...Okay? Well, you do you, I guess. I’ll be here.”

9. THEIR TEASING, I LOVE IT SO MUUUUUCH. Honestly it’s been so long since we’ve seen them relaxed and playful together that it almost felt out of character for Diane for a hot minute and then I thought back and was like, “oh yeah, never mind, this is just what they’re like together when they’re not being put through the wringer by the writers!” Gasp! ...But like oh my God, they’re so freaking cute and yes please I’ll take more wise-cracking-sarcastic-sasshole Diane EVERY EPISODE, PLEASE!!! And let’s be honest, Kurt loves it. He looks at her with heart eyes and that little smirk that he can’t quite master because he’s just so in love with her even especially when she teases him. But then “Come on, come on. A little hug, please.” Like it’s not even a kiss or sexual in any way, she’s just missed him and just wants to embrace him for a moment. And given their history in regards to physical intimacy and that we can be quite certain that their sex life is still plenty vibrant, I think that a hug actually means more than tearing into each other, you know? They’ve always had that physical draw, the hug is more a product of an emotional one. (THOUGH I WOULD HAVE ZERO COMPLAINTS ABOUT THEM TEARING INTO EACH OTHER) And then, from the slightest wince she knows something is wrong and presses him on it!

10. The entirety of the “They shot you!” scene was pure GOLD. Every line, every delivery. And then her concern followed by her frantic ire and demand to know who did it, and his trying to calm her but then getting riled himself... UGH. I love it. All of it. Every bit of it. But especially... (And some lines I’ve highlighted at the bottom!)

11. Idk, but I just really love when he shows her the ointment? It just feels SO [OLD?] MARRIED COUPLE. Like, “Yeah, I did go to the hospital and they gave me this stuff to put on it, see? Here it is. Do you want to look at it?” (And her just automatically taking it from his hand!) Honestly I clearly can’t adequately put words to why this in particular stands out to me, but it just gets me every freaking time.

12. Moment of appreciation for their bathroom (the one room that’s actually lit properly, lol) and alllll of her products and their matching toothbrushes in the middle, then that lil red car on his side (’cause they have sides, guys!). Dying to see their bedroom reasonably well lit at some point during the season (we hope) to see more of these little details! (...Also why are their towels hanging in their washroom area where it would appear that there is only a toilet???)

13. “You’re not fit to kiss my husband’s feet--a truthful man, uncomplaining, never passing the buck, never punching unless he’s punched. When did he become the exception?” After everything, after it all, after the lies and the hurt, she still believes that this man is the greatest man to walk this earth. Perhaps she now knows that he’s not perfect... but I think she believes he’s the closest any man will get. She just loves him SO. DAMN. MUCH. And then just gently resting her arm over his waist while careful to keep her distance from his wound cause she just wants needs that connection... I CAN’T WITH THEMMMMM.

14. Also, ummm... can we please get shirtless Kurt in 3 scenes in every episode??? 15. Diane uttered like 2 “husband”s, 2 “wife”s, and one “married” in this single episode... clearly the writers are as committed to defining them as MARRIED AF as we are.

And just a few other lines that stood out to me:

“I’m happy. ...Am I ridiculous?” “You like narrating your life.”

“But mean it.”

“...And it reeked of cologne, or mousse, or something, and I know that you’d rather die than use girly products...”

“...Then which of you Fox blonds is it?” (”Fox” did not sound like “Fox” upon my first watch/listen, haha!)

“You call him Eric?” “Oh, God...”

“DIANE, you’re scaring me!”

“My God, my poor husband. What have they done to you?”

“That’s why they delayed the trip, they SHOT you!”

“I can do the ointment.” “No you can’t!”

“The most important person in my life...”

Alright, as per usual I got ENTIRELY carried away, but anyway there ya go. Hope at least one of you gets amusement out of it, lol! And feel free to comment/"Ask” your own thoughts!

Happy “More McHart is only 25 hours away!” -E

#McHart #diane x kurt #diane lockhart #kurt mcveigh #The Good Fight #I LOVE MY MARRIED AF SHIP #it took so long and we went through so much but my got is it good right now!#also though why am I like thissssss #why do I always get SO carried away I hate myself #it was just supposed to be little blurbs!#I mean good God I barely even finished in time before the new episode!#anyway more married babes sooooon #thanks for putting up with me everyone!#reflecting on mchart

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so-chaos-killed-the-dinosaurs · 7 years

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this is a dumb question, but what exactly is the "point" of the characters (particularly the Heathers, i'm assuming) that the new TV show is fucking up with their redesigns. i just wanna make sure i understand the issues here.

Ok the Heather’s are suppose to be the “popular girls”. They are the people who have the characteristics of what society considers to be beauty and they mock anyone who doesn’t met those standards.

Being skinny and making fun of people who aren’t. Caring more about their status standing than their grades, making fun of people for being geeks or nerd. Mocking people for not meeting what is considered the norm in society, aka being along the LGBT spectrum. (I mean damn JD and Veronica staged Ram and Kurt’s deaths as them dying because they where gay. And expecting them to be the mockery of the school. So making fun of people for being gay and the like.) Wearing clothes that are considered in at the time and that highlight their gender. Aka anything the Heathers wear which was all considered in at the time and stylish.

Heck the colors where a power symbol recognized by them. The queen of the school wore red. Both Chandler and Duke established this in the movie.

And then the first promo pics lacks the signature colors and shows them in weird clothes that would have gotten them weird looks and mocked at my school. The first promo pic is suppose to be thought over carefully. This is the first real image people are getting of your product. This is the hook that should help spark a person’s interest in your product. Get them thinking and hopefully interested in what you are making. And if the first image alone is already putting off a good portion of the fandom. Then you know you have an issue.

They only care (especially Chandler) about holding their social status. Veronica herself has said that she’s using her High IQ to pick out lip gloss and trying to figure out how many kegers she can hit before curfew.

Chandler gets pissed at Veronica for not holding up to the standard she expected for her at the party. (Sleeping with a guy she just met). Chandler certainty would never let herself be fat because it would go against her standards.

They are suppose to be a symbol of what society considers beautiful. And yes they are doing a modern version. But what sparks JD’s hatred for them. Is that he observes them (the Heathers, Kurt and Ram) mocking people for being different. He has seen this all before. Every school he goes to he sees it again and again. A never ending chain of bullying. He watched the Heathers make a mockery of Martha in the cafeteria. Making fun of the fat kid. (Now the show has a SKINNY Martha.) He watches Ram and Kurt chase down those nerdy boys and says stuff like “you piece of shit fag” and trying to get the kid to say “I like to suck big dicks”. Being gay wasn’t a good or popular thing. It lead to you getting bullied.

And yeah times now are a bit more accepting. But I went to a big school. I knew a lot of the LGBT kids because I was friends with a lot of them. I ran in circles that had a lot of them. (Anime Club, Art and Theater related things, Even Band.) I knew the spots where you could go after school and find a group of kids and a majority of them would fall into the LGBT spectrum. None of them where along the popular side at my school. Knowing my school they never would be.

By having the Heathers fall into the very groups they are suppose to mock. It goes against their characters. You can’t have an openly gender-fluid person or Lesbian mock other LGBT people. Yes not all LGBT people are nice. I’ve met plenty of assholes who are LGBT. But being LGBT and being the top dog at school and mocking other LGBT people at school. That doesn’t fit. A LGBT person couldn’t come up to me and make fun of me for being a girl who gets crushes on others girls. Because I’d just be like “so what you’re a guy that’s into guys. Or so what so are you. Etc.” It doesn’t have the same sting it does when coming from a non LGBT person.

A well known girl at my school was obese. But if she came up to me and made fun of my weight it wouldn’t work because she was heavier than me. Her insults could be fired right back at her. Now if a person in extremely good shape where to mock my size then that would hurt.

On top of that having all three of the Heathers fall into a minority but none of the other main characters. That also just seems wrong and like they are baiting people for brownie points.

Here are some changes to make the characters more diverse that would have worked.

•Making JD or Martha a race other than Caucasian. My favorite version of JD is Dan’s. Dan isn’t Caucasian. Yes I love Slater and Ryan. But image wise and art wise I love it when people base their JD around Dan. Also making them another race wouldn’t hurt their characters at all.

•Making Martha Bi or Pan. Martha’s crush is apart of the story and how she gets mocked so she still has to be into guys. But that doesn’t mean she couldn’t be Bi or Pan.

•Making JD along the Ace/Aro spectrum. I personally headcanon JD as Demisexual Hetroromantic. JD doesn’t seem like the type of character to honestly be that all into sex. Yes he had sex with Veronica. But I wouldn’t see it as interfering with the point of his character if he only had an interest in people after having a connection. I don’t think JD would just sleep with any girl. That he would have to have a general interest and connection with them. And yes typically Demisexual people (in my experience) need a longer time frame. But part of Heathers… well insane story is that it happens so fast.

•Making Veronica Bi. it wouldn’t mess with her character purpose and could give them that diverse cast they are looking for.

•Not making Martha skinny.

Now I wouldn’t want them to make all three of them minorities. As I feel likeIt might give the baiting feel it has with the Heathers. But if they did like 1 Heather & 2 of the others. Or 2 Heathers and 1 of the others. And making it seem like only minorities are mocked and non-minorities can’t be mocked doesn’t sit right with me. And I feel that’s how it would come off is all the bully’s werent minorities while the bullied kids were. As I know it isn’t true and I’ve watched people who fall into minorities categories make fun of people who don’t.

Idk three just feels like a good number.

And by 1 or two of the Heathers I mean their race. As I don’t think them not being Caucasian in a modern heathers would be much of a problem. In all productions of the musical I have seen at least one of the Heathers. (Usually Duke) isn’t caucasian. So having one of the Heathers a different race wouldn’t be an issue.

Oh and here is an idea. They go to a freaking school. You have cast characters you could use to get that diverse character cast you are looking for without messing with a character’s role. You want an LGBT character, I’ve said this before, but try having a girl have a thing for one of the Heathers. Like they did in the musical. Show her confessing to one of the Heathers. Then show how they treat her. Show them making fun of her or treating her poorly. Show me these asshole Heathers that are suppose to be an example of what is wrong with society. Show me Bi Veronica and them learning she is and Chandler pushing her to hide that side of her. That would be in character.

Show them making fun of a trans kid and that being part of that fuels JD to kill them. Because that would fit.

Show the negative consequences of what the Heathers do. Show how it effects people. When the show ends show Veronica trying to make things better. Show her approaching some of those kids and working with them.

Also for a racially diverse cast try having kids who aren’t just Chinese, Japanese or black. Try having Cuban characters or Native American or Polynesian or Puerto Rican, Indian, etc. Branch out to other races. Because while black and Asian may be two of the other top races after white in America, they aren’t the only ones.

I’m doing this on mobile. So sorry if it is long or runs together weird. I’m not always the best at wording this. @power-of-innocence tends to do a better job than me.

Edit: I would like to add that the reason the LGBT kids of my HS would never be popular wasn’t like due to my high school being really homophobic. (One of the most beloved seniors when I was a sophomore was an open lesbian.) But mostly due to the sheer size of my school. We had between 3,000 and 4,000 students each year. And 6 different lunch periods. (Technical 3 but for the 9th and 10th graders it was 6) It was impossible to fit the whole school in the cafeteria or gym. We didn’t really have popular kids. The closest you would get to it is kids whose names were well known. Like people really active with school related stuff. Like being apart of the student council or on the Cheerleading squad. (I actually knew many of those girls and they were all really nice.) Also having known those kids they weren’t the type of kids to ever be popular due to their personalities. They a lot where into unpopular subjects and/or also feel into the emo/goth categories. So a lot of them wouldn’t have been popular due to that. But even then the popular kids at my school weren’t mean. Most of them where popular because they where really nice and a lot of people just naturally liked them. Sorry just wanted to add that.Edit: At the time I made this every time I heard Martha mentioned people were saying that they were making her skinny, this maybe incorrect but I’m still not 100% sure. It’s still a horrible show regardless though. Just wanted to correct that.

#peathers #paramount heathers #heathers2018 #notmyheathers #sorry if any of this comes off weird #my brain process things really fast #so getting them down can be hard #because it's like ok brain slow down I can't type this fast #and my brain is just like nope!

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mikenips · 4 years

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I Read the News Today, Oh Boy

I got back into bed after having my morning cigarette at three in the afternoon. Still half a cup of coffee. Just the right amount of Kahlua. Enough to catch the notes of rum through the vanilla hazelnut cream. But not overpowering to the point where you feel like shit for spiking your first drink of the day. It’s not even five o’clock here yet. A cigarette always tastes better when you smoke it in bed. But you gotta get your fresh air somehow. Probably won’t leave the house today. Lots of editing to do on the documentary.

Crawl back under the fleece pineapple blanket. Spoon a lump of sludge into my mouth. Oatmeal. Spent a lotta time avoiding the junk. A coworker turned me onto it during a morning shift when I drank too much coffee on two hours of sleep and couldn’t see cause I hadn’t eaten at all. I was always under the impression it would fill me up more. But it’s fuckin’ oatmeal. Just sits there. Clumps up in your stomach. Doesn’t do shit for ya.

Flip open the laptop. White rocks stuck in the holes over the speaker. Kief covered keyboard. I really should finance for a better grinder than that shitty plastic thing I’ve used since high school. Old reliable. Works wonders on grinding. But everytime you shove the top piece back in, clouds of kief mushroom around it. Settling in puddles of sweat. Every now and then the fingertips come back stained after a long editing session.

Camera lays next to the bed. Sitting directly in front of the trash can. A wall of VHS tapes stacked up next to the black cylinder. Can only distinguish the different objects by the masking tape. Chicken scratch Sharpied onto the cream backdrop. I really should’ve dated all of them. Not just the subject. Can better timeline the filmmaker’s journey by knowing when each segment of the film was shot. And now I won’t be able to track the dates. Who the fuck saves emails and texts anyways? Might be able to find a few from Instagram DMs. But that’s all up to how the artist wants to portray the story. Should the viewer discover chronologically? Or should they piece it together and learn with the filmmaker?

Check the Hamtown Rats Facebook group. It sounds like some gentrifier bullshit. Young white people moving into a two square mile city. Starting a Facebook group with all their friends that live there. Very elitist. Especially for a town where the majority of the population is below the poverty line and speak English as a second language. But after all this shit. More and more people come begging to live in the city that once had a dumpster running for mayor.

That’s literal too.

At least it’s a good way for neighbors to share shit they can’t afford to get on their own. Posting which alleys have the best furniture to trash pick. Or what bars have a pop-up kitchen each day. Or other general bullshit. Closest thing you can get to commune living here. Never know what you’re gonna see walking through this town. Which makes it so much more interesting what the citizens find to be newsworthy. That’s what you gotta love about this city. It’s a community of people that didn’t know where else to go. From the Polish immigrants that founded it. To the now growing middle Eastern population. To all the artists and drunks that can’t afford anywhere else. Everybody is a part of this community.

Last week people were tracking the journey of a wild turkey roaming the streets.

Today. The first image that pops up through drops of Stroh’s dried up on the screen, the image of a local legend. Sporting a fur coat. Mardi gras beads slouching his back. Bugler and beer in hand. Only eye contact with the camera was the eyeball earring a friend had made. Weird how it always looked to the side like that. Sparkles shimmering in the purple skin around his eyes smeared by a finger with blue eyeshadow. You never really were sure if he had gotten into a fight or just hadn’t slept in weeks. Come to think of it. Nobody ever had heard stories of him getting into fights. He had a collection of handguns. But no bullets. Anything was possible with Bart though.

Barf. That’s what his friends called him. The nickname dated back to high school. The burnouts he was friends with mocking him for puking when they introduced him to grass his freshman year. Boys will be boys. A good vomit joke always gets the laughs. And of course when you tell any guy to stop, they never do. So the name stuck. I can still hear him in the interview. “Fuck the name your family gave you. Blood don’t mean shit. I can get a transfusion whenever I want. A nickname reflects the person others see you as. And isn’t someone else’s perception of you better than your own?”

He had moved to the city after getting busted with a script full of Vicodin his first year at Wayne State. Grandma bailed him out. Mom said he could keep living with her after the bust. He was an adult now. Had to make his own decisions. But he couldn’t bring any junk into her house. So he got his own place in Hamtown. Moved in with a girl he was seeing. The split would happen not much longer after that. But she didn’t wanna keep the shitty apartment split front and back. So he took it over.

Sad to see the image. It was taken at one of his house parties. Nobody could pinpoint which one. Not surprising though. Anything was possible with Barf.

Skim over the stack of tapes. Find the one labeled “Barf.” Pop it in the VHS player. Something about capturing all that stuff on tape. Seems more real. Seeing the actual tape move from reel to reel broke down the illusion to me more than watching the Instagram story highlights or YouTube videos that circulated the internet. With all the fake news out there, you can never be sure where reality and illusion separate. But wasn’t that kinda the point of art? Or at least Barf’s body of work. Pushing the boundaries of reality and illusion.

He was a magician. Hard way to crack through the art world. But somehow Bart managed to slip through the cracks. To the bewilderment of some of the old heads that still were active in the DIY scene. The urban legends that inspire locals to pick up the axe and start shredding away the stump that still remains. Bart was slingshot to their status by his peers. Many of them leaving a much bigger dent on the stump of culture than Bart. Still, they cited him as a major help to their careers. As he kept standing in front of the stump. Curtain held over it. Hoping one day he’d pull away and it would all be gone. Some of us, kids my age that were sneaking into his shithole bar underage, believe the stump was never really there in the first place. These notions were all just in our head.

The snow gives way to the glimmer of a bottom lip grill. No top. Mouth hanging open. Gasping to the tune of “Zig Zag Wanderer” by Captain Beefheart. Black octagon sunglasses still on in the room dimly lit by rock god prayer candles and ritual candles melted straight to the glass table top. Greasy hair falling over his face. Hiding the chain stretching from the industrial piercing in his left ear to the diamond at the lobe. A knot of baby hair tangled in his right eyebrow piercing.

His head sinks into the penguin pillow. A gift his grandma gave him when he was a kid. The white face now gray. Almost as black as the outer color. Color chipping off his cracked fingernails. Purple kimono barely covers his sunken stomach. Skin detailing the texture of bone. One floating rib on his right side. Never was sure how that happened. “Can’t hold onto everything that hurts you.” It’s eerie thinking in other people’s voices.

“You ever do quads brooooooo…” His now baritone voice trails off as the nitrous canister falls outta the cradle of his arms onto the dirty carpet. The fiend in me wants to Hoover his carpets with my nose. Someone like him probably doesn’t give a shit how much he spills. Less getting in his bloodstream. But part of me says he does regular cleaning on his own.

From the TV you can hear Scooby-Doo scratching his ears. Doesn’t mute the PS2 game. Just turns the record player up over it. Gotta have that full sensory overload to really get in the head space. “You wanna know the real story of how I lost this tooth?”

“Sure.” It’s always a shock hearing your own voice on recording.

“So I woke up one day with the worst tooth pain I have ever experienced.” He rips a line of blow without even lowering his shades. Looks up and smiles. “Like ‘em? My buddy left them after a house show at my place. His going away party on Devil’s Night when he joined the navy. Used to run this really cool cassette label. Always did my part by providing him a venue for releases.”

His palms thunderstrike together. Shakes his hair violently. “Anyways. I shoved my whole phone in my mouth. Capture a nice pic of the inside of my tooth. Solid black. So I get it yanked out. Smoked three packs of Camel Blues through my nose while I waited out the dry socket. That was when they did that Camel through the decades promo. Still got some of the packs on my display of empties in the kitchen.

“Anyways. Fuckin’ sidetracked. What most people don’t know is I chipped the tooth at Jenkem. Managed to get this insane Aussie garage band to play while they were touring the US. Sold out show. And this one fuckin’ asshole I knew. Ian. He fronted some shitty indie band. Mac DeMarcore type sound. Until I opened the bar he only knew me as the bowling bartender. Even though I met him several times before working there. And the asshole had been to my house for parties!

“All these shitty indie bands lived in the burbs. But they loved coming to Hamtown and seeing the garage bands. Made them feel like they were doing something they shouldn’t be. And they’d smoke cigs at the bar. Play pinball and pool. Stand at the front of the pit. But stand completely still. Just kinda romanticizing our filth and flaws without having to see it at home. Ya know. Where daddy could pay to get them on Spotify playlists for publicity.

“So he begs me to let his band open. And they didn’t fit the bill. But they wanted a fuckin’ shit show. So we gave ‘em a fucking shit show! Sparked a joint during their set. Tried passing it to him while he played. But he refused. All the homies booed. Just dumb shit to make them uncomfortable.

“So the headliners go on. I’m tanked by this point. I mean. I was tanked when I unlocked the bar that day. But now I was just obliterated. And somebody hit me from behind in the pit. I fell forward. Bust my tooth on this asshole Ian’s leather jacket. That is standing completely fucking still front and center.

“Lost a third of the tooth. But left a pretty nice scratch on the leather jacket daddy got him that afternoon for his ‘big gig.’” I’m gonna miss that beautiful smile. The kind of innocent smile of a child unsure what’s going on. But knows he’s enjoying it.

#jenkem #novella #vague glimpses of beauty #grown up fucked up #somewhere the angels are screaming

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hi do you think season 6 might be our last season. i know the fandom feels betrayed after how the writers killed fitz while telling us it was to be rewarding.I also feel that since whedons never really give their ships a happy ending, they are again going to split them but I'm still not ready to see AOS go.I really need our fandom to fight for the renewal and can the fandom also let the writers know at the cons that killing fitzsimmons is not ok, because that might secure fitzsimmons life.

Hi Anon,

If they already knew Season 6 was intended to be the last season it would have been billed as such, a prime example of a show doing this is Gotham. They are getting a smaller run of episodes to finish their story and end for good.

We also are not privy to whatever deals were made with the Season 6 renewal or how long until they would wait to even consider Season 7. TPTB could like what they see and renew even before the show airs. They could wait until next year after the summer run to decide. Or for all we know a Season 7 has already been greenlit and will be filmed when they would normally film the back half of a full season (This option is good because it secures the cast). I bet something is at the very least in place to secure the talent and make sure they can get who they need/want back when the time is right.

Disney’s streaming service is set to launch in Fall of 2019. I would not be at all surprised to see AOS move there or to have a spin-off or two head there after Season 6.

For someone who does theories and predictions, last season was the season of “Doing the things I said they would never do.” They had Fitz suffer a split to set up the team fracture and then didn’t properly address his trauma or resolve the relationships (Mack and Daisy especially). They killed (a version) of Fitz because they had a loophole that would allow them too (they said they would have never done it without the loophole). And they separated Fitzsimmons…again. When by their own admission had been done too many times and the writers didn’t think they could pull it off again.

And while I HATE that they have separated Fitzsimmons again, I’ve made no secret of that, I would have been better with it had I not known that could have been the end. Looking at the finale as a SEASON and not series finale it made for one heck of a cliffhanger. I could have dealt with that much better and it’s helping me deal with it now.

In my mind, Fitz is missing and when they find him it will be like he’s come out of the Framework, only this time has no memories of the life he lived there. It doesn’t change the things that happened or that they were real, good and bad, but he won’t remember it. How the writers deal with it can either be really cool…or really frustrating.

I also know this fandom, had they not addressed Cryo Fitz he would have become the new Gravitonium. The thing that the fandom would constantly be asking about. While the theory side of me would be constantly worried when they would drop that shoe. Because believe me there are a lot more painful ways they could have taken care of that plot point.

None of that changes the sadness, betrayal, and frustration that many in the Fitzsimmons fandom are still feeling. I know my faith and trust in the writers has been shattered. I fought for them and I stood up for them very publicly, encouraged the fandom to have faith in them, to trust them and then they did what I swore they would never do. Part of me always thought that no matter what they put Fitzsimmons through they’d get that happy ending in the very end. And then the finale aired and that was very much not the case.

They have the story they want to tell and sadly this season went with a lot of shock value plot twists. There is a fine line when it comes to these things between fun and frustrating. And many fans are to the point where it’s only frustrating and while they love Fitzsimmons they are just tired. And you know what, I can’t blame them. I watch this show as an escape and Fitzsimmons are characters I identify with, and I hate to see the crap keep happening to them.

And it’s tricky to send feedback into the writers. No one wants to get attacked saying their work is bad. Nor are the writers like our amazing fic writers that accept prompts and give us 5K of Scottage Fluff.

They are very well aware of how much Fitzsimmons means to their fans. That is honestly partly why they are part of such major moments and twists good and bad.

Fitz has always been one of their if not their favorite fake-out red herring character and in the finale, this went to the extreme his death the fake out to hide Coulson’s and they were going to find Fitz. I have been at cons (I was in the room when they screened What If and heard the collective screams of horror with the Ophelia twist at the end) and seen interviews where these questions come up.

They know they can’t do the break them up only to have them get back together trope. They had to go to extreme lengths to do a love triangle trope…for both of them. And its because those aren’t options that they go for the physical separations instead.

But you can send in feedback.

HERE is the ever so popular ABC Feeback form where you can send in your feedback to the show/network. I sent my feedback after the finale when I was all raw and crying. I don’t know if it did any good but it made me feel better to at least get it off my chest.

Bear in mind the writers have been back for over a month now, they have at least a few episodes written and have a good idea of where they are going to take things this season. Preproduction has started.

Both in feedback and in posts on Social Media emphasize WHY you love Fitzsimmons so much. WHY you watch the show.

Focus on the positives

DO NOT call any of the writers out on Social Media personally.

DO NOT threaten or demand things.

Those who are at cons can ask questions but you will likely get toyed with on their answer. The cast has no control over the story either. So asking Lil why they do it won’t do any good.

I’m not ready to let the show go either. I’m not ready to let go of them or the fandom here. I still have fun doing the asks, getting insanely excited about promo pics and news, or having a theory hit. I’m looking forward to Fitzsimmons being reunited. And I hope the writers paid attention to the feedback they got so far. I will keep fighting for Season 7 and beyond.

I hope I answered your question didn’t just ramble at everyone for too long.

#agents of shield #ask agl03 #Fitzsimmons

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matan4il · 6 years

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This is a really, REALLY rough and quick sketch because not only am I not talented, I also haven’t sketched for what feels like a gazillion years. If I had the time, I’d redo it and try to correct several (big) issues I have with it. But for now, I wanted to share the image I had in mind for the end of the Almost Right fic. I mentioned to @irisnsc that it comes from Greek Mythology, so after the scan of my sketch, you can find a few more thoughts. Thank you to @isabellaofparma for helping to get me the promo pic I used as reference material.

So hopefully, despite my non-existent skills, this makes you think of the tale of Psyche and Eros. (yes, I know we’re all more familiar with the Roman name for Eros because a Roman re-telling is the only full version of this Greek story, but the Greeks own 100% of my ass and I’m going with their names) If you don’t know the tale, a really shortened version is that a young and exceptionally beautiful girl, Psyche (whose name means ‘soul’), is married off to a being she and everyone else she knows believes (and reiterates to her) to be a monster. The being, however, is actually Eros (the god of love, whose name becomes synonymous in Greek with passionate, romantic love). For Reasons, Eros can’t let it be known that he is in love with Psyche and that’s why he devises a plot to allow him to be with her without anyone being aware of that, including the girl herself. He comes to her at night, in the darkness, so she can’t see him and figure out his identity. Despite believing that she is married to a monster, as her own sisters insist on pointing out to her, Psyche is quite happy and in love. As these stories must go, one night Psyche brings a candle over, despite her husband explicitly forbidding her from looking at him, so she can fully see the hideous monster she’s married to. Instead of taking in a sight of disgusting ugliness, she finds her husband to be the embodiment of beauty and, quite literally, love. Now I’m gonna stop here, though the original myth obviously goes on, because this is the part relevant to me in thinking of this image as I wrote my tiny fic. In Almost Right, the candle is a symbol of Robert’s hope and I enjoyed interlacing it with this image of Aaron, the man whose heart is so insanely big, ‘soul’, re-discovering that the man everyone sees as a monster, is none other than Robert, his husband, whose lunacy is a reflection of his intense feelings, ‘love’. Also, the reason I inflicted my own terrible sketch upon you is that much as I looked, I could not find one image of a male version to the tale. Internet, I iz disappoint. OK, I’m done now. Sorry for being weird and occupying your dash with this bizarre excuse for a post. I just had to unload. Carry on.

#Robron #Aaron Dingle #robert sugden #emmerdale #robron fic #my fic #what in the world #I know. I'm sorry #fanart #kinda #like REALLY kinda #why is nobody stopping me and taking the internet away from me #mr

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thoughtsfromaclutteredbrain · 7 years

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Supergirl: City of Lost Children 2x20 [Speculation Fanfiction]

Ok guys, after seeing THESE PROMO PICS, my mind went a little crazy on how something like this could happen. This fic is basically my speculation on what may happen in 2x20. The ideas came together after talks with @busysciencegeek, @somos-poeiraestelar, and an idea I borrowed from @myfangirlinghq. Also, @starcrossed-comets asked to be tagged in this.

Summary: When the team gets a read on a large amount of energy, they go to investigate, and find themselves face to face with Rhea... And Lena Luthor. They square off against Rhea, but Mon El finds himself with an impossible choice to make. This encounter has Lena Luthor putting pieces together, while Mon El falls apart.

WORD COUNT: 4,243 words (I’m actually pretty proud of myself)

NOTE: This is my first fic, so sorry if it’s not that good. This is my brain child of what I think may happen, and if I’m anywhere close to right, I’m EXCITED!

Now available of AO3!

[Feedback is welcome, hate will be blocked. Thank you!]

“Whoa guys…” Winn exclaimed, turning from his computer to face the team. After the incident at CatCo, Kara and Mon El had went back to the DEO to regroup. James had stayed behind to comfort Eve; the poor girl was traumatized. After that, he had went to search for the little boy that was there as well.

“What is it, Winn?” J’onn asked, sounding as level headed as always.

“Does this have anything to do with Rhea?” Kara cut in, moving from the round table in the middle of the DEO to Winn. Mon El and J’onn followed her, all crowding around his computer.

Winn spun back around and started gesturing towards the screen. “I’ve been tracking any abnormal energy hits… And boy, did we just get a hit.” He pointed at a pulsing marker on the screen. “Right here… Is emanating an insane amount of energy.”

“Are we sure it’s her?” Mon El asked, folding his arms in front of him. Kara gave him a sad smile and placed a hand on his shoulder. He sounded uneasy, and she knew that despite how hard it was, Mon El always wanted to believe the best of his mother.

Winn clicked into the marker and whistled. “Yup. The read on this energy is from an element that doesn’t exist…” He started typing on his keyboard, opening windows left and right. “It would probably be about a 260 on the table of elements.”

Mon El let out an audible sigh, and J’onn patted him on the back. “What exactly is there?”

Winn smiled and continued to furiously type on his keyboard. “Ooh… Good question, J’onn. This building… is housing a generator ring.” His eyebrows shot up, and as he spoke, he got more frantic. “With the existing generator ring and this energy, she could be making a transmatter portal like the one we used for Slaver’s Moon. This is some Stargate-level stuff, guys.”

He turned around to look at the group. All eyes fell on Mon El, who was clenching his jaw. “I’m sorry, buddy.” Winn knew exactly what Mon El was feeling, having a villainous parent of his own.

She's never going to stop, Mon El thought. He knew that his mom was relentless, but he had really hoped that his mom would change and see that he was happy here. His father was able to see that, a fact that he would be forever grateful for.

“I’ll assemble a team to check it out,” J’onn stated and started to walk away, but Winn stopped him. “You don’t have time for that. Whatever she’s planning she’s doing it now.”

Kara grabbed J’onn’s arm. “We’ll go check it out.” She looked back at her boyfriend, silently asking him if he was up to this mission. He responded by simply nodding.

J’onn looked between both of them. “Fine. But I’m coming too.”

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They arrived outside the building a couple of minutes later.

Kara walked up to their entrance, and looked to J’onn and Mon El over her shoulder. “You ready, guys?”

J’onn nodded, switching to his human form. Mon El gave her a curt nod. She was concerned about him, but she knew he could handle himself against his mother. This wasn’t the first time they had faced each other. She just hoped this time would end better than the last.

They entered the building and looked around. It was some sort of lab that was super high tech. Kara half expected Rhea to be there by herself, so she was surprised to see other people there.

“Are you seeing this?” Kara asked Winn over her comms, hoping that he was getting a good picture over her body cam.

“Yup.” He responded. “Evil lab… Got it. You need to look for a huge ring shaped thingy.”

“Split up.” J’onn suggested. They all nodded and broke apart to search.

Kara didn’t have to go far, however, before she was face to face with the generator. Not only that, but Rhea was right in front of it, showing something on a tablet to the woman she was with.

“Rhea.” Kara said, announcing herself to the women. They both turned around, and Kara was taken aback when she saw who Rhea was with.

“Lena?” Kara asked, her shock evident.

Lena smiled, and then cocked her head a bit. “Supergirl? What are you doing here? I’m not in any danger… For once.” She let out a little chuckle.

Kara’s brain was firing a mile a minute, bit she tried to keep her voice even. “Lena, I don’t know what she has told you, but she can’t be trusted. You need to go.”

Lena met her with a surprised face, and before Lena could say anything, Winn was talking to her over her comms again.

“Kara, that building is owned by LCorp. Lena is working with her.”

Kara’s eyes widened. “Lena… You’re working with Rhea?”

Lena took a step forward, and put her hands out to her sides. “Yeah, I mean… This technology we’re developing… It’s gonna change the world… It’s has so many beneficial applications…”

“Yeah, but that’s not what she’s planning to use it for,” Kara interrupted, glaring at Rhea.

“You Kryptonians always think you know best,” Rhea spat, walking slowly towards Kara.

“Lena, get out of here,” Kara warned her, and focused her attention back on Rhea. She thought she saw Lena leave from the corner of her eye, but she couldn’t be sure.

“You stole my son from me… My world from me…” Rhea circled Kara as she spoke, every word hard, calloused and measured. “It’s only fair I do the same.”

Kara balled her hands into fists as J’onn and Mon El came to her sides.

Rhea just laughed at them. “A Martian, a Kryptonian and a coward.” She turned her head and spoke to the scientists behind her. “Get them.”

Ten of the scientists around them charged forward, pulling guns out of their coats. “Whoa, they are not scientists,” Winn commented over the comms.

“We’ve got this.” J’onn told Kara. “You go after her.”

Half of the men attacked J’onn and half attacked Mon El while Kara charged forward. She had to trust that she had trained Mon El well enough to be able to hold his own against these men.

Kara maneuvered around the men and was face to face with Rhea. Before she could say anything, Rhea smirked at her. “I was kind of hoping I’d get you to myself.”

Kara charged at her, grabbing her shoulders and pinning her against a support beam. She was careful to push her against it with enough force to trap her, but not to bring the whole place down.

“It’s over!” Kara yelled, her voice strained with the effort of fighting her.

“Oh no, Supergirl.” Rhea said, dragging out the name in her calm but mocking tone. “It’s only just begun.”

Rhea pushed her forward and turned them so Kara’s back was against the wall. J’onn came running to help her, his men discarded, but Rhea saw him coming and delivered a spinning back kick to his stomach, sending him flying.

Rhea punched at Kara, aiming for her head, but Kara moved out of the way just in time. She had spent enough time training Mon El to be comfortable with the speed the Daxamite was fighting her at, and she was a much better fighter than Rhea.

As Rhea’s fist connected with the wall, Kara swung a left hook, hitting her in the side of the face. Rhea crumpled to the ground, but before Kara could capitalize, Rhea was stabbing Kara in the back of the calf with one of her Kryptonite daggers. Man, did Kara hate those things.

Kara screamed and fell to the floor in a heap, and Rhea pinned her down by placing a heeled foot on her chest.

“Stop,” Mon El commanded. Kara hadn’t even realized that he had defeated the men attacking him, and she was mentally relieved. As she gazed up to look at his face, however, her eyes widened.

It was as if time itself had stopped, as Mon El stood pointing a gun at his own mother. He was surprised at himself for even having the willpower to do it, but when he saw her hurting Kara, his body jumped into action. He had taken the gun he wrestled out of one of the men’s hands, and before he could even stop himself, it was pointing at her.

Rhea spun around, and when she saw the gun pointed at her, her eyes immediately filled with fear, but as she saw that it was her son holding it, her face softened.

“My son…” Rhea said patronizingly. “Has this woman really poisoned your mind that much that you would point a gun at your own mother?”

Mon El clenched his jaw, and balled his other hand up in a fist to control his anger. “I won’t let you keep hurting people.”

He was shocked by how even he was keeping his voice, how commanding he sounded. But after a lifetime of pretending to be something he wasn’t, it seems he had learned how to act pretty well.

“And I won’t,” Rhea stated, making him scoff at her. “If you would just come back home… Back to me.”

He felt tears welling in his eyes, and he willed them away. “You don’t want what’s best for me. You want what’s best for you! You are willing to destroy my world in this quest for… For what?”

“For you!” Rhea’s voice quivered, as if it was painful for her to speak. “Your world? You think this is your world? That these people are your family? I’m your family! I’m your tie to your old life.”

Rhea was going to say more, but Mon El interrupted her. “My old life?!?” His tears were free flowing at this point, but he was too focused on Rhea to stop them. He adjusted his grip on the gun and thrust it forward, making Rhea take a step back. He didn't care that he was crying. He didn’t care that he was yelling. All he cared about was keeping everyone safe. Safe from her.

“You think I want my old life back?? The life of being a coward, a useless Prince? I hate myself for everything!! The things you did, the things I didn’t stop you from doing… I wish I could take it all back!!”

Mon El’s voice cracked on the last word, and he took a deep breath before he continued, his voice much lower. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t stop his voice from shaking. “But I can’t. All that I can do… The one thing I can do… Is stop you from hurting anyone else… Stop you for good.”

Mon El’s mind was spinning. He felt his heart shattering, falling from his chest as he held the gun at his mother. He wanted to desperately to believe that there was some good left in her. That she could be changed like his father was. But he knew better. He knew she would not stop until she got what she wanted. So she had to be stopped. He had to stop her.

“Mon El… Don’t do this… You’re better than this…” He heard Kara’s pleading words, but they sounded far away. Everything felt far away. Nothing existed except for him and his mother.

“She’s not gonna stop!” he yelled to Kara, wherever she was. He thought he saw her inching to her feet from the corner of his eye, but he couldn’t be sure. All he could be sure of was that his mother had hurt her, and he wasn’t going to let her hurt Kara again.

“Mon El!” he heard J’onn chastising him, trying to break his attention. He wouldn’t be surprised if J’onn was trying to read his mind right now.

“Please,” Kara was begging him, and he felt his stomach churn when he realized that it didn’t matter. He didn’t have a choice.

“This is the only way.” He was barely able to get the words out through his tears, and the words sounded as hollow as he felt.

“He’s really gonna do it.” He heard Winn’s incredulous voice over the comms, but it didn’t matter.

Rhea saw the determination in his eyes, and saw that he was actually considering shooting her. This wasn’t an empty threat anymore. She adjusted her dress and stood up straight. “All right then,” she said, her voice even and lacking any fear. “You want to shoot me? Kill your flesh and blood? Do it. At least I’ll be reunited with your father.”

Mon El felt his heart stop in his chest as he processed her words. The gun faltered in his hand for a minute, but he quickly held it with two hands instead.

“You’re lying,” he said through gritted teeth. He squeezed the handle of the gun so hard that he felt his fingers making indents into it.

“She’s not,” J’onn spoke up suddenly, sounding solemn. “I read her mind. Your father…”

“After you left the ship, he was so overcome with grief. He killed himself. You killed him… So it is only fitting that you kill me too.”

Mon El felt his entire body go numb. He was sure Rhea was still talking, but he couldn’t hear her. He couldn’t hear anything except for her words echoing in his mind.

You killed him. You killed him. You killed him.

“I’m sorry Mon El,” he heard J’onn’s voice echoing somewhere to his left.

Mon El tore his eyes away from Rhea to look at the Martian.

J’onn was shocked by Mon El’s face. He had never seen the Daxamite so sad, not even when he was told that his planet was a wasteland. He was sobbing, but there was something… cold… about his stance. Like he had nothing left to lose.

As soon as Mon El looked away from her, Rhea moved. She ran as fast as she could to her tablet. She pressed a button, turning on the transmatter portal. Once it was on she headed towards the portal itself.

The motion shocked Mon El back into reality, and he aimed his gun back at her, however she had already disappeared through the portal. He was too slow with his movement and shot the table with the tablet on it. It wasn’t a matter of hesitating, he just wasn’t fast enough.

“I heard that. Is everyone alright?” Winn chimed in over the comms, concern evident in his voice from hearing the gunshot.

Kara ran to Mon El as he fell to his knees in a daze, hugging his shoulders tight. His body was shaking with sobs, and she held him close to her chest.

“We’re ok,” J’onn said, sounding a little unsure of himself as he stared at the couple. “We’re heading back to you now, Winn.”

J’onn turned his comm system off before Winn could say anything else. He went over and put a hand on Mon El’s shoulder, but he knew it would do nothing to ease his pain. He didn’t have to read his mind to know that Mon El was not alright.

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Lena’s mind was spinning. Supergirl had told her to leave the building, but she knew that she would be the only one who could power down the portal if Supergirl needed her to. And it was her building, after all.

She didn’t know why Supergirl had come in the first place, and why she had attacked Rhea. Lena trusted Supergirl, that much was for sure. But… She had started to gain a connection to Rhea. Lena admired her, and she needed to know why Supergirl was after her.

So she stayed while Supergirl and Rhea fought. She kept herself by the door and out of harm’s way so that she wouldn’t be hurt, but could still watch. She saw Rhea stab Supergirl with something that made her fall hard to the ground.

So Rhea wasn’t the woman Lena thought she was. She wasn’t building this portal to help Earth. She was building it to destroy it. Lena had her doubts about Rhea when she found out she was an alien, but this was so much worse than anything she had ever imagined. And what’s worse, Rhea had convinced Lena to help her. She had manipulated her.

Lena was about to step in and help Supergirl when something happened that made her stop dead in her tracks.

“Stop.” One of the men that came with Supergirl had ordered, pointing a gun at Rhea. Rhea had turned around slowly and looked at him.

“My son…” she had said in a patronizing tone.

They had continued talking, but Lena wasn’t listening. The wheels were turning in her head. That face… The man looked familiar… And she swore she had heard the voice before…

She gasped as she put it all together. A couple of months ago, she had went to Catco and had invited Kara and her friend to her gala. While at the party, there had been an attack, and Kara’s friend had tried to help. He had failed miserably and was hit with the heat gun, but was unscathed, despite his burning suit.

But what she really remembered was how just a couple of days ago, she had went on a date with Jack. It had been awkwardly interrupted by Kara and her now-boyfriend Mike. This man looked exactly like him, just without the glasses. She was hit with a wave of understanding as she realized that Mike was Rhea’s son, the one who Rhea said betrayed her.

But that wasn’t it. That wasn’t all that Rhea had told her. Rhea had said that her son had met an “awful girl” who had stole him from her… That girl… It had to be Supergirl… Which meant…

No.

Lena felt her heart break as she put the final pieces together. She willed herself to find a flaw in her logic, but she couldn’t find any.

Whenever she had seen Mike… Or Mon El, as they were calling him, he had been with one person. Some could argue that he had become close to her. So close that if someone wanted to tear him away from her, he would have resisted.

Kara Danvers.

So if Mike… Mon El… was this man… Then…

Kara Danvers is Supergirl.

Everything in her head clicked at that point. She had invited both Kara and Supergirl to that gala, but she had never seen them at the same time, despite that they were “good friends”. The time when Kara had came to her sniffing around about her mother. That one time that she had fallen off her balcony while on the phone with Kara and Supergirl had saved her. She even remembered in one of their first meetings, Kara had told her that she had “flew there on a bus.”

She couldn’t imagine how she had been so stupid. Now that she looked at Supergirl, she realized that if she imagined Supergirl with glasses, she would look exactly like Kara Danvers.

Kara had lied to her. Kara hadn’t told her she was Supergirl. Kara was the one person that Lena thought she could trust 100%, but she had been lying to her the entire time.

Lena felt her entire body turning numb, and she was met with that cold calm that she had felt so often recently. Despite all the various things in her life, one constant was that the people she cared about most always betrayed her in the end.

She left the building before Supergirl… before Kara… noticed that she was still there. She needed time to think.

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Mon El busted into the DEO training room. He knew that he couldn’t hide out in there forever, but needed a few minutes to himself. The tears hadn’t been able to stop, and his entire body felt tired. But he was so angry.

Mon El screamed, a wild, primal scream that ripped through his throat and left it feeling dry. He didn’t even care who heard him. Months and months of suppressing his emotions, of suppressing his pain, was being let out. He slid down the wall and buried his head in his hands, not even bothering to try to dry the tears.

He almost shot her. He almost shot his own other. He was going to kill her, and not only that, he thought it was the right thing to do.

All these months, he was trying so hard to change. To become a person who could inspire people and fill them with hope. He wanted to honor that, and be a person who rises up.

But as he stood there, face to face with his mother, all he could think about was stopping her and putting an end to the torment she was causing everyone. But if he was willing to kill her to keep everyone safe, was that the right thing to do? What did that say about him?

And if he was willing to kill his own mother, was he really better than her at all?

He felt an immense wave of pain and sadness wash over him, and he banged his head on the wall behind him so hard, he was sure he left a dent.

His mother was willing to kill everyone to get her son back. If he was willing to kill her to stay on this planet, then he really wasn’t better than her at all. He was still the same selfish person that had arrived on this planet all those months ago.

Mon El’s thoughts were interrupted when he door opened. He saw Kara peek in, and he looked away, feeling the tears start to flow even harder. He couldn’t even look at her. He had failed to be the person she thought he could become.

She tread carefully and slowly sat down next to him. She wrapped an arm around him, and though he felt he didn’t deserve it, he didn’t move away.

“Hey.” Kara said softly, running his shoulder. “I’m sorry about your father… He was a good man.”

That was another situation entirely. He was so consumed with what he almost did that he hadn’t even had time to fully process his father’s death.

He had died because of Mon El. Everything bad that was happening… It was all his fault. Every last thing. He knew that every moment he stayed on this planet, he was putting it at risk. He was putting Kara at risk. But he couldn’t find it in himself to push her away and give up his new life. And he hated himself for it.

Mon El didn’t even realize that he had said the last part out loud until he felt Kara squeeze his shoulder.

“Your father was not your fault.” He wanted to believe her, but he couldn’t. Not after what his mother told him.

He killed himself. You killed him.

“I almost… I was gonna…” He was racked with sobs, and he couldn’t find it in himself to finish the sentence.

“You were faced with an impossible choice.” Kara told him, her voice full of reassurance. “And you didn’t kill her.”

He didn’t add what he wanted to say. That he had wanted to kill her. Instead he just sighed. “You wouldn’t be in this situation if it wasn’t for me. You don’t have to make me feel better.” It wouldn’t help anyway, he thought to himself, but didn’t add.

Kara let out a tiny chuckle. Mon El couldn’t find any humor in the situation, and he had tried, so he was baffled to hear the sound. She gave him a small smile. “That’s what I told you when you almost died because of my parents…”

The joke wasn’t lost on him, but he couldn’t find it in himself to even fake a chuckle. He had been trying to hold back his grief for so long, and it had finally spilled over. Even now, he hated that he was crying on the floor in front of Kara, but he couldn’t stop the tears if he tried.

Kara rested her head on his shoulder. “We’ll get her. And we’ll stop her.”

Mon El felt his breath hitch in his throat at the thought of seeing his mother again.

“And what if I’m face to face with her again?” He whispered. He wasn’t even sure if he was asking Kara or himself. “What if…” His voice cracked, and Kara cut him off before he could continue.

“Then you’ll make the right choice.” She stated firmly. He couldn’t imagine how she could be so sure after what he almost did, but she did have a talent for believing the best in people.

He just nodded and sighed. He prayed to Rao that she would be right.

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[NOTE: So in my head, Rhea went through the transmatter portal to get back to her people and recruit them for the upcoming Daxamite invasion. Probably at the end of the episode I would think we’d see Rhea coming back through the portal with her army behind her.]

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