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“Final Exams Week” || YEAR 3 – Ch.33 (HP au)

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Day posted: 12/4/2020

Word count: 3, 416

Relationship: EVENTUAL severus X oc (slow burn)

Rating: E for everyone

Warnings: none

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A/N: This is my first fan fic I’m writing mainly as a way to practice. This is a retelling of the hp books with an inserted character. Although most every character will be written about, this is mostly for the pro snape fandom. Please do not fear, although this is a severus x oc story, it is an incredibly slow burn as I do not intend for them to get together at all until after the final book events. Chapters will be posted twice a week.

This derivative work follows the events of the Harry Potter books by Jk Rowling and is intended as a fun way to practice my writing. Thank you for reading :D

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Heather ran her tongue against her front teeth and squinted at the words on the page. The sun was shining down on her stolen potions book and no matter how she moved her head to block it, the glossy ink kept blinding her. She sighed and let her head fall back against the rough bark of the tree she was leaning on.

“Angelina said she’d work all summer to afford a firebolt – ”

“The team would be unstoppable then!”

Heather quickly stuffed the potions book in her bag and stood to face Harry and Ron as they approached. “Won’t you act the least bit disappointed you lost the Quidditch Cup? For me? Just for show.”

Ron nearly tripped and slid down the small hill in his attempt to suppress a laugh. “Just face it Heather. You saw how fast Harry was. Next year Gryffindor will win every match, the Quidditch Cup, and the House Cup. And the year after that, and the one after that. There’s no stopping the firebolt!”

“As if.”

“Catch!” Harry tossed a can of iced pumpkin juice at her. “We’ll get you a firebolt over the summer and then maybe Slytherin might be able to keep up.”

Heather caught it and dropped back onto her spot facing the lake. “You know we can’t afford it. And since we can’t, I think a week of gloating is quite enough from you two. You’ve only won a measly match.”

“Says the losing team,” Ron laughed.

Harry and Ron sat beside her and took out their textbooks.

“I can’t believe it’s almost June.” Harry flipped through the pages of his textbook lazily.

“How’re we supposed to study for our exams with all this homework?” Ron turned the pages one by one while staring at the giant squid as it propelled itself out of the water, twirled, and splashed back down.

Tiny waves crashed on the lake shore as laughter could be heard from the other students basking in the sun on the grassy castle grounds.

Heather picked at the can of ice cold pumpkin juice with her nail, wedged it underneath the tab, and plucked it up hearing the tantalizing fizz. She smiled and pressed the opening to her lips.

“WHAT are you three doing!”

Ron, Harry, and Heather screamed as Hermione came out from behind their tree.

“You should be studying for exams!” Hermione handed them each a paper with their study schedules along with their exam times.

Harry waved his textbook in her face. “We’re already doing that.”

Hermione pushed the book away and placed a single hand on her hip. “Not out here. There’s too much distraction.” She dragged the three of them into the castle and forced them to sit down in the much quieter Great Hall during study hour. “Now you can ask the Professors any questions you have.”

Heather, Harry, and Ron grumbled as the summer air blew through the doors.

Heather glanced at Hermione’s exam times and frowned.

‘Monday:

9 o’clock, Arithmancy

9 o’clock Transfigurations

Lunch

1 o’clock, Charms

5 o’clock, Care of MC

11 o’clock, Astronomy

Wednesday:

10 o’clock, Herbology

Lunch

1 o’clock, Defense Against DA

1 o’clock, Ancient Runes

3 o’clock, History of Magic

5 o’clock, Potions

5 o’clock, Muggle Studies’

“Hermione. I don’t think Snape will let you leave early to take your Muggle Studies exam or arrive late from it.” Heather watched Hermione stuff the paper in her bag and push her hair behind her ears.

“Of course not. That’s silly.”

Ron pulled a face. “Then you’ve copied the times wrong.”

“No.” Hermione snapped. “And might I remind you, you’ve got two essays due tomorrow. Now… I NEED to study so no more interruptions – Where’s my copy of ‘Numerology and Grammatica’? Have you seen it?”

“Yeah, I used it for a bit of bedtime reading last night,” Ron mumbled.

Heather pulled the book out from under a stack of five and slid it roughly across the table to her. How could Hermione not trust them? After everything they’d been through? What. Was she afraid of spilling her punctuality secrets?

Hedwig flew down and landed on the large stack of books besides Heather. She pulled the letter out of her beak and handed it to Harry to read while she smoothed down Hedwig’s fluffy white feathers.

“From Hagrid.” He turned the note over and flipped it open. “Buckbeak’s appeal… Its set for the sixth of June. That’s next month…”

“That’s the last day of exams,” Hermione said from behind her book.

“Well they’re coming up to the school for it with a Ministry official… and an executioner.”

Hermione gasped.

Ron took the note out of Harry’s hand and turned it around to read for himself. “That’s not bloody fair!”

“Mr. Weasley!” Professor McGonagall gave them menacing eyes from the High Table.

“It doesn’t sound like they’ll be very willing to hear Hagrid out.” Heather gripped her quill tight and poked holes into her parchment. “Not fair at all. Poor Buckbeak.”

“It’s Malfoy’s fault.” Harry looked around for him, ready to stare daggers.

“Yeah, and I’ve got a stack of handwritten Hippogriff research scrolls to shove down his throat. Where is he?” Ron stood, searching with Harry for their target.

“Do not make things worse with him,” Heather warned.

Although she managed to settle them down to study that day, she could not help the growing hostility between them for the next several days. However subdued Draco had been after the Slytherin Gryffindor match loss was all in the past now. Draco had regained his confidence after hearing from his father about Buckbeak’s scheduled beheading, thinking it was all thanks to him, and was now parading around the castle with Lockhart’s same pompous attitude.

After his daily dose of bragging, gloating, and boasting he took extra time from his busy schedule to sneer at them from afar, whisper rude comments about it in the corridors, and even pass taunting notes to Harry and Ron during classes.

‘Ignore him’ was all Heather and Hermione were saying until exam week began, and an unusual silence fell upon the castle. Even Percy was going around shushing anyone who disturbed the quiet of the corridors.

“People are studying!” he hissed at a group of second years before going back to soundlessly reciting charms and spells on his way up to the Gryffindor common room.

“He’s almost as bad as Hermione,” Ron noted, turning around to watch Hermione bump into student after student from behind a leather-bound book so large it hid even her bushy hair.

Harry eyed Heather as she doodled in her art journal as they walked. “How are you managing to not have a mental collapse like them?”

Heather scoffed. “For the same reason the Slytherins and Ravenclaws never worry over exams. Slytherins are always studying and Ravenclaws are always OVER studying – It’s not impressive they could pass next year’s exams, it’s annoying. They should stop bragging.”

They sat all of Monday’s exams and by late dinner the whole school was spent and puffy eyed. Heather sat with Pansy and her friends who were all talking about the tasks for Transfigurations, particularly the one that involved turning a brick into a crow.

“Yours looked like a raven.”

“Did you see Cindy’s magpie?”

“I heard Neville’s was still red – ”

“I heard Neville’s was still a brick.”

Heather rolled her eyes and turned away. Almost everyone at the table was bragging about their results, which would be fine if she wasn’t a little insecure about her transfiguration and charm skills. As much as she tried, Hermione was always better and got the spells faster than Heather did. The only reason she wasn’t more worried about her skills on those subjects were mostly due to Ron and Harry and their consistently horrible attempts.

Draco turned to Heather and smiled. “Know what I Saw in the crystal ball?”

“Was it Hermione smacking you again?”

He frowned and stabbed his fork into his potato salad. “No. That pigeons head rolling around those pumpkins. Got perfect marks for that too.”

“That’s funny. I saw YOUR head rolling around the boy’s urinals. Perfect marks on that prediction as well.”

Draco set down his fork and slid his wand out of his sleeve and pointed it at her, hidden from view of the High Table. “Is that a threat, Potter?”

Heather scoffed and leaned forward. “It is if you don’t stop talking about murdering that poor creature.”

He laughed and nudged Goyle beside him. “Hear that? She thinks she can take me.”

Heather had better things to do than sit around the table entertaining Draco and the two goons beside him. She still had Astronomy to study for and got up to join the several other students who were gathering at the astronomy tower to go over star charts and planet paths.

The test was on the last century only and as much as she hated when Harry cheated, even she knew he’d need her answers to pass. What star constellation was visible during the mountain troll attack of Hogsmeade in 1901? What planetary alignment led to the invention of self-tying brogues? The easiest part was the final question which asked what the current visible stars, constellations, and planets were.

After the test Professor Sinistra collected their telescopes and let them hang around for a few minutes while she put them away.

Ron’s hair danced in the wind as he leaned over the stone half-wall and squinted through the darkness at the grounds. “Er… Harry? Did YOU remember to put our Salamander away after the exam?”

Harry pulled him back and leaned over the wall, holding his glasses securely to his face as he looked down. “I’m sure Hagrid will notice the small fire…”

Heather looked down and saw tiny flames growing in the bushes on the outskirt of the forbidden forest. “Is there ever a year where you two WON’T damage the school in some way?”

“What did we do first year?” Harry pulled them back and together headed down the tower stairs.

If they still had their invisibility cloak Heather would have suggested going down to tell Hagrid about it and also taken the opportunity to check in on him – which they hadn’t been able to do for several weeks due to the strict rules on Harry and her because of Sirius Black. The strict rules wouldn’t be much of a problem, except the cloak was still down in the one-eyed witch’s tunnel which was under constant guard of Snape, Filch, and Mrs. Norris after their last talk and Heather’s outburst in Snape’s office.

She didn’t think there was anyone as naturally suspicious and distrustful as Snape was. The way he could smell out trouble and deceit and stay on his intuition was impressive in some ways and just downright annoying now that she disliked him.

The next day was spent studying for Wednesday’s exams in the common room during the morning – since Harry and Ron had stayed up late and were fast asleep during valuable studying hours – and the library and study hall in the afternoon with Hermione as frantic as ever.

“Oh! Why is there so much to know!” Hermione gathered all her notes and pulled at her hair. “I-I’m going to go splash water on my face.” She stood with a thick pile of notes in her hand and walked away from their table towards the large Great Hall doors.

Heather bit her lip and ran to catch up to her. “I’ll go with you. I could quiz you with those notes while you dunked your whole face in water if you wanted.”

Hermione stopped her and shook her head. “Oh, no, that’s alright Heather.” She stood waiting for Heather to turn around and march back to Harry and Ron.

“I don’t mind.” Heather crossed her arms.

Hermione nodded slowly and handed her the stack of notes. “Wonderful.” She walked out of the Great Hall and down the corridor towards the girl’s bathroom.

Heather looked through the notes and found the ones for Ancient Runes. “What’s – er – the symbol with the bug and two lines mean?”

“Too easy. It’s the letter ‘B’. Give me actual sentences.” Hermione turned the cold water on and ran her hands under.

“Hermione. How are you going to take this exam at the same time as Defense Against Dark Arts? In fact, how have you been attending this class at all?” Heather stared at Hermione reflection and watched her look around the sink.

She frowned and turned off the running water. “I – well – You’re supposed to be quizzing me. I have six exams tomorrow – ”

“You’re keeping a secret. I know it Hermione. I can understand why you wouldn’t tell Harry and Ron… but me? Last year you got upset that – ”

“Yes I know! But… I’m sorry, I’m just not allowed to tell. I swore I wouldn’t.” Hermione took back her notes and looked down at her shoes. “You can go back. I’m staying here for a minute.”

Heather clenched her jaw and ignored the tightness in her chest that made her want to tear up. Before she had friends she’d always found it easy to hold back tears. Now it was hard to not show her emotions around them, even when she was hurt and sad. “Just tell me. Please? You’ve hardly been around while somehow being around and if it’s because of this secret so why not just let me know? We’re best friends.”

Hermione looked up with watery eyes. “Then why don’t you share your secret first?”

Heather looked around at the dirty tiled floor and up at the streaky mirror. Should she come clean about the raskovnik growing in her charmed pot? She’d have to explain then about the stolen library books as well…

“I know you and Draco hung out over the summer. You went to his house. I overheard it.” Hermione wiped at her eyes and huffed. “He’s always using the word mudblood, always fighting with Ron and Harry, and now he’ll be responsible for Buckbeak’s death… and you’re friends with him. Harry doesn’t even know you’ve been INSIDE his house.”

“It was only a few days! I swear! I hated it there but I NEEDED to. You don’t understand how it is in Slytherin. Flint doesn’t even want me on the team for being a girl. I have to keep up the drills and beat all those stupid boys who are all so much stronger than me! I don’t even know what I’ll do next year if Flint doesn’t get held back again and some other idiot becomes team captain.” Heather pressed her palms to her eyes and sniffed. “I have to prove I’m not weak because I’m a girl. I have to prove I’m not weak because I’m a half-blood. I have to prove I’m not a house traitor because of Harry.” Heather wiped her nose on her sweater sleeve and sighed. “I don’t get to relax comfortably in a house that just accepts me… Everyone’s always watching me, waiting to see me trip up and prove them all right… And then I’m stuck all summer in a house that forbids magic? I’m sorry Hermione… please understand? I know how horrible he is to us. But I needed his help.”

“I… do. I’m sorry I know it must be hard not being in Gryffindor with us. But who cares what they think? They’re all just a bunch of blood-purists. You have us aleways. And we don’t judge you or anyone else like that.” Hermione hugged her and pulled away.

Heather nodded and wiped the few tears that had escaped. She was relieved Hermione forgave her. Maybe if Harry found out, would he too? Although it might be harder after Buckbeak’s appeal depending on the outcome. “What’s your secret then?”

Hermione sighed and hugged her arms. “I really can’t say… yet… Look, I swear I’ll tell you on the train. But you can’t tell Harry or Ron… ESPECIALLY not Ron. He could mess up the whole world and even worse, get me expelled.”

Heather nodded and they sealed the deal with a hand shake. She walked back into the Great Hall and a minute later Hermione followed and was back to her usual frantic self.

The next morning was the Herbology exam which had them out in the sun baking to crisps in the greenhouses. Defense Against the Dark Arts exam was after lunch and Professor Lupin had made them some sort of obstacle course outside.

“Oh no…” Heather’s eyes swept across the transformed grounds closest to the lake at the small pool labeled ‘Grindylows’, the field of potholes labeled ‘Red Caps’, and the patch of marsh labeled ‘Hinkypunks’.

“The end of the exam is hidden. Full marks to those who come out the right tree.” Professor Lupin smiled and signaled the start of the exam.

They waded through the pool – holding their socks and shoes in one hand and their wands in the other – then jumped over the Red caps, squished through the marsh while Hinkypunks shouted misleading directions, and headed into the trees. Heather stayed on the marked path and tried to figure out the correct tree. There was a large tree the width of Hagrid’s shack with a large hole carved out the side. It looked hungry, with its gaping mouth showing the darkness that would engulf anyone who entered.

Harry was the first to crawl in with Hermione, Heather, and Ron following in right after. With wands up they fought the new boggart that was shoved into a hollowed branch. For her turn, Heather swallowed as it slithered out from its hole in the darkness and dropped to the ground just beyond the light of her wand.

“Riddikulus!” Heather shouted, before it could manifest into anything. A bouncing red and gold ball rolled into the light. She shot a simple spell at it and it shot back into its hole, wedging in tight.

Almost everyone had received full marks, except poor Neville who had to face his grandmother telling him Snape would be his new grandfather. He was so shaken up several students had to help walk him up to their next exam, History of Magic.

Heather was fairly certain she’d passed all her exams so far, and was now worried about potions.

“After this we’re free!” Ron skipped down the corridor. “The last exam of the year!”

Heather could still hear herself shouting at Snape to shut up and the look of pure rage on his face. She was going to fail. She knew it. He hadn’t even given her detention for that – nothing. He was waiting for this exam to get back at her and Harry.

“We’re going to fail this one.” Heather shook Harry’s arm as they walked down the dungeon stairs. “He’s going to give us low marks out of vengeance!”

Harry pushed her away. “What’s new?”

“He’s never done that to me! You, I understand, but I always get high grades! Second to Malfoy – ”

Hermione huffed. “I thought you were second to me.”

They took their seats near the back of the classroom.

“No… Second to Malfoy but I’d be first if he’d just let me ‘study’ with him – ”

“Silence.” Professor Snape stood from his desk and began explaining the exam.

They were afforded two whole hours to brew a Confusing Concoction which turned into the biggest, messiest disaster Heather had yet seen. Cauldrons were erupting with goo, over spilling with sticky liquid, or hardening into chunks that melted out the cauldron bottoms.

It took Heather almost the full two hours to complete the potion and in the end she wasn’t sure if it was supposed to look like yellow cake batter in there. Snape peered in and grinned before marking his notes and tisking vindictively. He then stepped over to Harry’s cauldron and waited as Harry desperately tried to thicken his up enough. Snape stood tapping his notes with his fingers and the second the bells tolled, scribbled something suspiciously like a zero and walked away.

They left the dungeons feeling empty and relieved that everything was over. Heather and Hermione were starting to poke fun at Ron and Harry’s attempts when their attention was caught by the two men waiting at the bottom of the Entrance Hall stairs.

Cornelius Fudge and a black-hooded man with a large blade stood looking at all the students as they ran to the Great Hall for late dinner.

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Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

* Chapter 1 * Chapter 2

Days go by.

The summer afternoon to hear Higurashi's voice, the long autumn night to sweep away the golden fallen leaves, and the winter morning when the breath was white and cloudy, Yukari spent nothing.

No noticeable change occurred. Yukari only went up one age and one grade, and other than that, he continued the same daily routine.

In the same days, he sometimes remembered Taka-san's words. He is sure that one day he will find something that appears to be "it." Unfortunately, that "someday" has not yet arrived. Yukari wasn't even sure if it would come. In his eyes, there are more people in the world who don't have pretty things.

Will I ever be such a person? Vaguely thinking about it, as he passes his days.

Beautiful things were found because of the garbage.

The man was crouched in a pile of garbage bags and was screaming loudly.

Yukari looks at him with cold eyes.

It was summer, in the morning. Sayuri's claim that cleaning the front of the store is Yukari's job, and that the morning sun will be very strong the next day after drinking a lot of sake, has caused Yukari to get up early.

The morning in the bar is not pleasant. This is because the morning light cruelly reveals the various ugliness that the darkness of night has gently hidden. Scattered cans and bottles, pools of spit thrown by someone, a flock of crows poking them, and a drink with no front and back.

He liked to see people getting drunk, but he didn't like to drink. Drinking alcohol and exposing yourself is completely different from being drunk and exposing yourself to ugliness. He doesn’t even want to see it, like blacking out and sleeping on the street.

However, it cannot be cleaned without moving. Yukari sighed and crouched down

"Uncle? Are you alive?"

There's no answer. The man simply repeats humming. Mishakuji called again, confirmed there was no answer, then stood up and yelled back.

A minute later, Mishakuji returned with a bucket full of water in his hands. As it was, he threw it in the man's face without any consent.

"Wow, what is that?"

A bucket of water was very effective. When the man jumped to his feet, he turned his black-and-white eyes and looked around. Yukari looks at him and says clerically.

"It's annoying that they sleep in front of the store. Please sleep somewhere else."

"Um, sorry, boy."

The man suddenly looked back at Yukari as he rubbed his wet beard.

"No, are you a girl?"

"I'm a guy."

"Well, boy. I'm sorry. I was so hungry I thought sleeping would calm me down."

The man's belly rumbled.

"That doesn't seem to work. Hahaha."

Yukari shook his head slightly at the face of a laughing man.

Looks like he hasn't had a drink. Certainly there is no liquor left on his face or on his breath. As the word goes, he probably slept here just to avoid starvation.

"Please wait a bit."

After leaving the man, Yukari entered "Hanawarabe". Sayuri, who was washing herself, asks mysteriously.

"Ah? Have you finished cleaning yet?"

"Sister, you had a surplus of baguettes. Could you please take it with me?"

"Okay, but what? Are you going to feed the pigeons?"

"Something similar."

When he returned with the baguette to where the man was, he was standing up and growing. Yukari involuntarily stopped and looked at the man.

It was big. Was he close to two meters? The body wrapped in dirty work clothes is full of muscles and looks like a giant old tree. He doesn’t feel intimidated by that habit, perhaps due to the fuzzy atmosphere that reminds you of an awake cat.

Seeing Yukari return, the man softened his eyes.

"Sorry to bother you, boy. I'm leaving now."

"Here you have."

Saying that, Yukari offered a baguette. The man rolls his eyes.

"I will give it to you."

"Eh?"

“I thought it was annoying and you were drunk, so I covered you with water, but it was my mistake. I apologize for that. If you are hungry, please eat it."

The man repeatedly compared the baguette to Yukari, and then smiled a lot on his big face.

"I can't take it! I'll take it, boy!"

He raised his hand and thanked him, and the man snatched a baguette from Yukari. It's as big as Yukari's arm, but it flattens out in no time. After swallowing every last piece, the man hit his belly with a "Bread!"

"Um! It's a bit short, but it was good! I'm thankful!"

"You are really hungry."

“I have not eaten anything in the last three days. I hold a grudge against my uselessly large figure. I'm hungry, even though I'm not doing anything."

Yukari looked at the man. The man notices the line of sight and laughs like he's shy.

"No, I'm sorry. You were in the middle of cleaning. Thanks again. Then I'm going."

When he bowed with his large bent body, the man turned his back on Yukari and started walking.

Yukari calls out to his back.

"Hey."

"Yes?"

Interestingly, the man turned around. After getting lost for a moment, Yukari asks.

"What's your name?"

The man blinked only once, then turned to Yukari correctly,

"My name is Isshin Hase. You took care of me, boy."

When he smiles, he calmly walks away.

While cleaning the front of the store again, Mishakuji rebels against his actions.

Why do I ask your name?

There are many homeless people in "Niibangai". Some also know their names. However, that man named Hase is a "foreigner". It comes from a place he doesn’t know and goes to a place he doesn’t know. He had never cared about the name of a human, but why did he care?

It was disconcerting, but no response was given. Anyway, he will never find it again. If so, it is useless to think about it. He forced himself to say it, and Mishakuji dismissed that idea.

However, that did not happen.

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"Eh? Mishakuji-chan, did you run out of Jinjaeru?"

Sayuri, who was looking inside the refrigerator, said that about 10 minutes before the store opened.

Yukari, who was in the backyard, quickly checks the inventory before answering.

"I guess so."

"Oh, sorry. I was so busy that I forgot to manage my inventory..."

Sayuri grunts as she scratches her head. As he returns to the store, Yukari...

"So why don't you get it from "Massive Boys"?"

"Massive Boys" is a gay bar run by Taka-san. It was a lot like "Hanawarabe", and when something like this was missing, it was a relationship of mutual compatibility.

Sayuri clasps her hands and says with a gesture of adoration.

"Well, can you please? You don't have to hurry."

"Okay, I’m going."

Meanwhile, Yukari left the store.

As the night wore on, "Niibangai" was booming. Yukari is walking in the everyday landscape, out-of-tune voices are heard in the shops here and there, swarms of drunks crossing their shoulders, foreign tourists taking pictures of the atmosphere in the alleys, etc. Walk steadily.

At that moment, an angry voice was heard and Mishakuji paused for a moment.

Being a city of bars means that there are many drunkards and drinkers.

Regardless of the former, the latter is often off the label of reason. Cursing is a frequent occurrence and often turns into a fight. Sayuri also told him not to come near if there was a lot of commotion.

To make matters worse, it seemed to stem from Yukari's fate.

“It's crazy, right? Get out!"

He hears such a scream from the open door of "Massive Boys". The drunks who pass by on the street look at him for a moment and leave as he is. Nobody wants to get in trouble. Neither did Yukari.

However, the next voice he heard turned towards Yukari against the flow of people.

"Hey, calm down. You see, drink some water."

It's Taka-san's voice.

Anger intensifies even more at the voice that tries to calm.

"Oh, don't touch it, this is crazy! Yeah?! Hey, are you listening?"

"Look, it's a nuisance to other customers. Let's talk about that in the back?"

"Hey? I'm on the table! Not only did the face get worse but the ears too?"

Tangled, two men came out of "Massive Boys". One is Taka-san, a muscular man in a dress. The other was a man wearing an open-necked shirt and a dark blue jacket.

"Hey! Hey You are listening? Hey!"

The man was clearly irrational. His face is red and black, his eyes are sunken, and he may be drunk. Taka-san keeps smiling while getting hit by the man many times. It is probably because he knows that in this place you can only solve things calmly and calming the other party.

However, the man was furious even with that smile.

"What the hell are you laughing at?! How many times do you think I'll kick your ass?"

Taka-san's expression turned cloudy for the first time at that strong voice.

"Hey. That's..."

"You're stupid? Is it the same for others? Not well!"

He seemed to be anointing himself with the fire of his anger. The man hit his fist on Taka-san's nose, swelling his blood vessels.

"Ugh..."

"If you don't like it, it's the end! We are!"

The man pressed harder on Taka-san's upper body, who was suddenly hit and recoiled. Taka-san's huge body shuddered, and he stabbed his bottom against the wall.

The drunks stop in the midst of the manifested confusion and form a circle at a great distance.

In it, the man slowly drew a knife.

"I will. Hey. I will!"

Taka-san doesn't move like he's frozen. He is looking at the gleaming knife with an incredible gaze. The other spectators, like this, don't even scream, let alone stop him. The moment he seems to have stopped, the man stumbles a step.

Yukari stood in front of him.

"What? What is it, kid?"

Yukari is not scared by the murderous look. Taka-san, who crouched behind him, made a hasty voice.

"Mishakuji-chan? What are you doing?! Go away!"

"I do not like."

Yukari doesn't look back. However, he was looking at the man in front of his. Gently look at the red-black puffy face, liquor-stained neck, and irrational eyes.

"You are not beautiful."

He just said that.

The meaning of the word was not transmitted to man. Still, the intention was conveyed. Hate and contempt. He put enough anger into the hand holding the knife to cross the last line.

Yukari just looks at the knife that swung up.

Even if the blade stopped just before touching the eyebrows, he was still looking at him without closing his eyes.

"Great courage, boy."

When he turned his eyes towards the voice, before he knew it, a large work clothes was standing right next to him. Yukari muttered inadvertently.

"Hase-san?"

When their eyes and Yukari's met, Isshin Hase smiled a big smile.

"Oh, do you remember?"

"What the hell is that?!"

The man screamed with black and white eyes. It is not surprising. A giant about six feet tall, who shouldn't have been there until just a second ago, put his belt aside and stopped his hand holding the knife on the edge.

Hase looked at the man. The smile that floats in the mouth takes on a fierce tone.

"Me? I am…"

What happened in the next moment was an unforgettable and lifelong event for Mishakuji.

The ubiquitous belt magically moved in Hase's hands. Hase did all that movement in just half a moment, moving the knife, lifting his jaw, and thrusting at his throat.

"Guh..."

Unable to even raise his voice, the man stabbed into his knee. The knife slides out of his hand and makes a click.

Staring at the fallen man with wide white eyes, Hase leaned on his shoulder and said.

“Miwa Meishin style, master. My name is Isshin Hase. If you have any complaints, always come to me."

Yukari's eyes burned at everything that had happened.

Yukari saw a sinking step, a fluid hand and amazing strength lurking between breaths.

Things I've never seen before. He has never touched it in his life, it is his hometown.

"It’s beautiful."

That was it.

#k #k project #k fan clan #k side purple #mishakuji yukari

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ishqbaaz 09 - 13.04.18 lb

righttttttttttttt, so the inbox is fulllllllllllllllllll of ppl asking me to lb this week, which got me kinda sorta intrigued as to what was so great.... anyway, here we go... let’s see if i still remember how to do this ish!

09. 04. 18

jfc literally not 10 seconds into the ep and in mahoday ki hamming shuru. yougaiz y u do this to me??????????? 😫😫😫

idk if it’s that i haven’t watched this show in so long or what, but my god the level of ~draaaaaaaaaaaaaamaaaaaa (from nakuul’s acting to everyone’s reactions, to the frantic close ups, to the crazy music) is fucking killing me of second hand embarrassment. 😖😖😖

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO WHAT EVEN IS THIS ~~~~~ACTING HE’S DOING, WITH THE WEIRD HEAVY BREATHING EXHALING THROUGH HIS TEETH I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING 🤣🤣🤣

lololololol shakti and jhanvi and tej’s overwrought lamentations.

and they have the audacity to call pinky dramatic and tell her to shut up all the time. 😑😑😑

“jo maine apni aakhon se dekha hai, uske baad mujhe kisi explanation ki zaroorat nahi hai!” - the credo of every dumbass male lead in tellywood. 🙄🙄🙄

same, shaktiji, same. this is my face rn too, watching this hot mess.

lmao who the fuck told you to have so much bharosa and guroor on these ppl when they’ve always proven to be shadyass fuckers who were always out to fuck ppl over in some way or the other????? like your own damn mom tried to screw you over. honestly shivaay, you’re dumb as a bag of hair.

no really, from like episode 3 onwards my boy om’s been trying to tell your dumb ass that this family was shady af, but did ya ever listen to him? nooooooooooooooooooo. fucking idiot.

OK HIS HAMMING IS KILLING ME YOU GUYS I CAN’T DO IT I CAN’T. *fwds*

honestly pinky is me. just suffering through this in silence, kyunki kehne ke liye baaki hi kya hai??????????/

oh. spoke too soon. mummeh has had enough of beta’s ainvayiiiiii ke accusations and like OMG STFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

mummeh, bachpan mein hi chaar daant aur critical thinking sikhaaya hota bete ko, toh aaj yeh din dekhna hi nahi padta.

meanwhile some randomass “comedy” is happening here with ruVya and anika and i honestly dooooo notttttttt give a fuckkkk *singing it like jean ralphio from parks and rec*

jfc, it hurts me physically to see how skinny surbhi’s become, just look at the fucking bones jutting out on her chest. girl, what are you even doing, eat something!!!!

second time poor om’s had to take the heat for shivaay. sigh.

ugh ok i really don’t care for this “comedy”, which is not even funny, but i’m here for anika regretfully yet affectionately trying to wipe the water off om’s face.

sigh the crumbs i’m resigned to as an aniKara lover.

OMFG ISKI OVERACTING IDHAR KHATAM NAHI HUI???? DON’T YOU HAVE A PLANE TO JAPAN TO CATCH AND SOME CULTURE TO APPROPRIATE?????? CHAL HATTTTTTT YAAAAAAAAARRRR, JAAAA NAAAAAA.

same, tej. #same.

god i honestly am dyingggggggggg. it’s actually physically painful to watch this. i should pop a klonopin or something.

matlab, om ka puraana “sachchai” waala bhoot shivaay ke andar ghus gaya hai kya? i find it extreeeeemely rich that he’s allllll about truthfulness now when alllll he’s done throughout this show is use his money and power to cover up his family’s shady BS on a daily basis. suddenly he’s raja harishchandra.

god mamta ka vaasta and all that shit. [mais voice] aye chal naaaaaa. 😑😑😑

ok already shivika have a fuckallllll marriage, where he doesn’t tell her shit. uske upar se this toliiiii of naraad munis is lagaaofying more aag. fuck y’all. fwding this nonsense.

LMAO JHANVI BEING LIKE MERE LIYEEEEE OMKARA RUDRA AUR TUM MEIN KOIIIIIIIIIII FARAQ NAHI HAI, don’tttttttttttttttt you evennnnnnnnn go there b. don’t you evennnnnnnn!

lel bua ki slow clap waaali entry.

abbe bas kar na. stop after the third clap, yeh kya 5 minute tak taali bajaaye hi jaa rahi ho??????

i really fucking hate this bua more than any character i’ve ever hated in this show. ever.

ugh om you were supposed to the be voice of reason in this group of deranged monkeys. why are you like this???????????? 😣😣😣

waise maaannna padega, bua has killer jawline. i also want such defined jawline. my jawline is like a ball of goonda hua atta, sigh.

LMAOOOOOOOO her reaction at being yelled at by allla them. someone teach me how to be this calm and composed and not instantly dissolve into tears the moment someone raises their voice at me.

PHOTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS 😱😱😱

thank the lord over here this clown posse has finally wizened the fuck up. dumbasses.

hahahahahahaha tej finallllllllly realizingggg that roop is a taylor swift level 🐍🐍🐍🐍

oh daaaaang. roop’s finally snapped. thookna and all. 😬😬😬

meanwhile, this one here has gone into catatonic shock. abbe at least use this time to excuse yourself and go return your wife’s call, she’s worried sick outta her mind.

oh damn she spilled that veer’s her baby.

now everyone here is just like goddamnnnnnnn roop, what mountain giant did you have sex with to create that hagrid type half-giant???? 😶😶😶

lol she used the word baaaaaaaaaanjh. remember the good old days when anika used that word repeaaatedly to scare the f outta shivaay? sighhhh, good old days.

yup. stillllllllllllll in shock. someone call anika to come throw some water at him and snap him outta it.

oh no. he snapped outta it. it’s worse. go back into shock, plz. ugh.

OH GOD HE’S BACK AT IT WITH THE “MERE LOG”

daaaaaaaaaaaayum rooop at it with the logiccccccccccc “tab nahi maara tha toh ab kyun laash ko nikaalne aa gaye??”

“oh fucks yeh toh maine socha hi nahi. yeh toh shits ho gaya.”

lmaoooooooooooooooooooo she exited while clapping too.

WTF HOW IS IT “CLEAR KI MR. KAPOOR KO AAP LOGON NE NAHI MAARA”??????? HOW? EXPLAIN YOUR TRAIN OF THOUGHT TO ME RN, SON. COZ I DON’T GET IT. ALL YOU HAVE IS THEIR WORD AGAINST HERS.

naaaaaaaaaaaaaam kyaaaaaa thaaaaaaaaa

god please don’t tell me this dumbass sends them and covers up mr. kapoor’s skeleton on his own. please!

WHAT HE’S TRUSTING KHANNA WITH THIS FUCKING WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

callllllllllll abhayyyyyyyyy back you dumbassssssssssss. at least he was useful to dig up the old tapes and shittttttttt. khanna can’t even be trusted with buying paper!!!!!!!!!

i don’t get it. why is roop so determinedly behind shivaay and anika’s relationship. like focus on killing the shady 4 na, or destroying the fam as a whole, embroiling them in scandal and bankrupting them....... this focus on shivika is so random and contrived, just like when svetlana was behind them. KUCHHHHHH VIIIIIII AINVAYIIIIIIIIIIIII

OMFG DID SHE REALLY SAY DAANTON DAANTON MEIN?????? IS THIS SOME META JOKE ABOUT HER TEETH WHAT EVEN IS THIS SHOW AND IT’S WEIRDLY HELLA ON POINT META JOKES THESE DAYS??????????????

anika is in a rightttttttt paniccccccccccccc

dang khanna’s hair on pointttttttttttttttt

WHUT SHIVAAY JUST DID THE THOONK SE PAGE PALATNA THING WHICH IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT SOMETHING HE’D DO

aaaaaaaaand we have an address!

10. 04. 18

explain to me how he looks like THIS after a sleepless night where half of it was spent standing around in rain and a muddy dilapidated factory, while i look like something that the cat dragged out the gutter even after 10 hours of sleep and some masterful eyeliner.

murder and being shady got the shady 4′s appetite all down. hota hai, hota hai.

god, shivaay, you’re the fucking worst. look how worried this poor girl is for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN’T YOU JUST FUCKING TEXT BACK??????????????? GOD. MEN REALLY AIN’T SHIT.

thank god for pinky being calming and motherly to anika FOR ONCE.

omg jhanviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii stfuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu i hate you soooooo muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. remember when i was like i hate roop most. naah, i hate jhanvi the most.

how the fuck is a house abandoned for over 25 years in INDIA, only this dirty? like, this is the haalat of house if you don’t do jhaadooo pochchaa for like 3 days. 25 years, this place would have been infested with rats and snakes and giant mutant pigeons and every surface would be a goddamn tetanus risk.

lmao anika and her CHA waale names for everything.

GOD SHIVAAY STOP TOUCHING EVERYTHING. UGH.

oh and the cassette tape is perrrrrrrfectly fiiiiiine and playable and waah, like @jobless-n-aimless said, electricity bhi chalta hai. kamaaaaaal. seems like this house had some kinda protective charm bubble around it.

lmao yeah ok shivaay, that’s ALLLLLLLLL you’re getting to know from this. all the chaaaa names and CHUTKI absolutely don’t ring ANYYYYYYYYYYYY other bells.

BRO THE VOICE LITERALLY CALLED HER ANIKA, LIKE.... ARE YOU STILL NOT GETTING IT?????? HOW THE FUCKKKKK YOUR SLOW ASS GOT INTO FUCKING CAMBRIDGE, I’LL NEVER KNOW

lmao the burden of the truth deflated his hair kekekekeke

OMG LOOK AT THIS PERFECT GODDESS GOD SHE IS SO PRETTY *kisses the screen baar baar*

as per usual, tia proves that she’s the best person in this godforsaken show’s universe and that we, and especially these fucking oberois, are unworthy of her grace and magnanimity

um shivaay, learn to read the expression of the person in front of you before going into this gleeful-manic-spiral

um yeah. good. connected the dots. finally.

his hair is back inflated again. you know why. (because it’s full of secrets.)

lmao wifeeeeeee is about to fucking slug him, that’s how fucking mad she is.

that’s a reaaaaaaaaaaaal guiltyyy face my friend. like you literally look like you came back after having affair.

lol that burnt roti tho. points for consistency. i just recently watched that clip of sahil eating his burnt waala tiffin; “yeh jalaa hua nahi hai, bohut tasty hai!”

(shivaay: jalaa hua khaate hai, isliye dono bhai-behen jale-bhune rehte hai!!!!)

LMAO HER FACE EVERY TIME SHE STRUGGLES WITH THE BURNT TO A CRISP ROTIIIIIIIII

aur yeh bechaara hai ki khaaye jaa raha hai, bina complaints. truly haqdaar of SPA 2018 best pati.

yes that was sarcasm/hyperbole. clarifying before y’all clog up the inbox with outrage.

oh ho ho ho, do they regularly trade massages? DO SPILL! 😏😏😏😚😚😚😘😘😘

aw okie, slight heart melt at this. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

baaaaaaaaaaad cover uppppp. she knows something’s up.

LMAO HE’S FULLY PARROTING SAHIL’S WORDS “JALA HUA NAHI HAIIIII, BOHUT TASTY HAI!”

the boys in anika’s life know that key to happiness is lying about how much they love “well done” food. 🙈🙈🙈

aw man, his face is kinda killing me.

GOD WHY DON’T THEY REALISE THAT THIS MAN’S BEST ACTING IS ALWAYS WHEN HE IS SILENT AND MADE TO EXPRESS, AND WRITE ACCORDINGLY? NO. LOUDDDDDD LOUDDDDD OVERDRAMATIC MONOLOGUES. OUFF. KUNAL IS THE ONE GOOD AT THOSE. GIVE HIMMMMMM THOSE. *sets the whole writers room on fire* 😣 😣 😣🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

THANK GOD FOR ONCEEEEEEE SHIVAAAY’S AT LEAST TELLING THE BROTHERS INSTEAD OF FUCKING ACTING LIKE A MARTYR WHO HAS TO HANDLE EVERYTHING ALONE

bruh have you met anika? she’s handled a lot more in life, namely you and your hellspawned family’s presence in her life, to break from THIS kinda news. but like ok.... whatever keeps the show running.

gotta say i’m on #teamRudra.

god om, since when are you like this????? you were always for total transparency and truth and blah blah blah. i guess all that was just a phase, huh???

lol @ omru’s dramaaaaaaticass fight as shivaay dissociates again.

.... um you don’t know shit about her family situation tho? all you have is a name and address? how you know if her maa baap pyaar karte the or whatever. like honestly, you jump from A to Z dontcha????

.... it bothers me how they keep saying Anika Vardhan Trivedi, instead of Anika HARSHVARDHAN Trivedi. coz like.... harshvardhan is usually a single name, not split up? ok whatever.

“jinki beti anika ho, koi galat nahi kar sakte”

that’s the most dumbass thing i’ve heard. there’s plenty of perfectly good children in the world with absolute psychos as parents. many examples of which are living in your own damn house. but go offfffff i guess.

“main kya aise hi gaandhaari banke ghoomti rahoongi?”

pffffffffffffffffft.

lol that lil sassy face she made at him after he took the patti off.

why are their cobwebs across the door, even after shivaay (and presumably omRu) have opened it and gone into the house?

god the look of foreboding on his face is KILLLLLLLLLING ME.

11. 04. 18

i love this song and all but ugh it’s so cliched and overdramatic. i would have just preferred the sad anika theme with the violins.

ah man. my heart. there’s anika, who’s experiencing all this, memories coming back to her, all strange and fuzzy, but then there’s also shivaay experiencing them through her, but filled with SO MANY MORE FEELINGS: concern, trepidation, guilt.

aaaaaaaaaah fuck. it’s all coming back to her nowwwwww.

but like... idgi. she remembered chutki, but just specifically forgot her dad and his name? seems like some kinda weird nonsense made-up-for-tellywood kinda amnesia, but okay?????

again, i’m just so struck by how nakuul’s best acting comes when there’s no/minimal dialogue, and he’s just made to REACT in a passive role, rather than taking the lead. like honestly gulneet, if you love him sooooooo much, why wouldn’t you write to his best abilities, rather than forcing him into scenes and situations where he comes off looking like a bloody amateur? LEARN TO UTILIZE YOUR FUCKING CAST BETTER, FOOLS.

ok fully i’m fully sobbing like a damn fool up in here, at her both laughing and crying. fuck will this fucking show never let go of me?????? when will i stop being affected by these damn characterssssssss.

aaaaaand his hamming’s started. ouff. chup reh na yaar. 5 second pehle hi toh maine taareef ki thi. let me at least have some more time to genuinely mean it.

this house is genuuuuuuuinely too clean to have been abandoned 25 years. i’m sorry but i cannot get over it.

..... no someone srsly explain to me from a medical/psychological point of view what exactly anika’s mental situation is/was? like, she didn’t remember anything about her father or home for 25+ years and now suddenly she even remembers what songs dad used to play on the radio and how good her dad’s cooking was? she now remembers that mom died giveng birth to chutki, but there was a moment where she thought nayantara could genuinely be her mom. is this some kinda PTSD/retrograde amnesia combo or what?

his slight smile at her happiness at memories tho. sigh.

aaaaaaaaaand the guilt is back. in fullllllllllllll force.

oh no. truth time. dun dun dunnnnnnnnnn.

oh bb girl. oh honey.

also, verrrrryyyyyyy interesting: callback/parallel to the pose they assumed when she FIRST revealed about not ever knowing her family and the hardships she’s fought against because of it.

WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU TURN THE LIGHTS OFF FOR THE SURPRISE WHEN YOU KNOW SHE’S DEATHLY SCARED OF THE FUCKING DARK YOU MORON

chalo achcha hai, omRu have SOME skillz at least.

god i want cake now.

ONE MORE MOTI JOKE OMFG I WILL FLY MY ASS DOWN TO MUMBAI AND FUCKING BURN THIS WHOLE FUCKING SHOW DOWN I SWEAR TO THE LORDS ABOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

yeah okay sappy cute. this shit does nothing for me anymore. either break my fucking heart, or give me the tharak. this cute bullshit don’t work on me no more.

lmaoooooooooooo oh man

this would be an excelllllent meme image for this show.

“me looking for sense and logic in this show”

“rikara fans looking for rikara in this show”

so on and so forth....

these two’s babies would have very nice smiles. just saying.

lmao this buaaaaa sooooo damn bittttterrrrrrr. bua get a damn hobby, man. like maybe hairstyling or something.

OMFG WHAT A FUCKING WASTE OF CAKE I HATE YOU PPL THERE’S CAKELESS PPL DYING IN THE WORLD (me)

“haye haye, itne gusse mein kyun hai???” lmao bua have you met him? his default factory setting is gussa. you have to be at least lvl 4 to unlock amicable feelings.

daaaaaaaaaaaang, bua just went straighttttt to the point.

this buaaaaa keeps spilling secrets soooooooo insouciantly.... like so casually she dropped that veer is her son. now she’s dropping that she has HVT’s suicide note. like surely it would be better to just keep these things to yourself and use them as fucking bombs? why would you give them away?

LOL SHIVAAY’S DRAMATIC READING OF THE LETTER AS IF HE’S PERFORMING SHAKESPERE ON THE STAGE.

aur bg mein bua ke reactions. too gooooood. overdramatic chutiyaapa runs in the oberoi blood.

i reaaaalllllllllly don’t understand his belief of HVT’s innocence. based on fucking what? this is as nonsensical as anika’s belief that shady 4 didn’t set the fire, despite all proof being against them? like, JUST coz these ppl birthed your boo thang doesn’t mean that they’re innocent of shit they’re being accused of????????

LMAOOOOOOOOOOO SHE JUST KEEPS PULLING OUT COPY AFTER COPY AND THIS DUMBASS KEEPS DESTROYING IT AS IF SHE WOULDN’T HAVE MORE COPIES.

lel same, roop. #same.

WHY DOES THIS BUA KEEP TELLING SHIVAAY ALL HER SECRETS????? LIKE.... IS SHE JUST REALLY LONELY, AND SHIVAAY’S THE ONE PERSON WHO LISTENS TO HER THESE DAYS?

that signature they showed in the fb looks nothing like the one in the letter shivaay was reading.

daaaaamn khooooooni bua just killed two of shivaay’s girls’ dads. in one nightttttt.

DUDE I LOVE BUA’S CONFIDENCE. DID SHE RAISE SVETLANA OR WHAT? ONLY ONE STRONGASS CRAZY BITCH COULD HAVE SPAWNED ANOTHER ONE. maybe that’s why svetlana calls veer her bro!

fully subscribed to this headcanon!

the face of a man who knows he’s thoroughly and absolutely FUCKED.

12. 04. 18

i say send the khud ke maa baap to jail. they could use some jail time to get their heads screwed on right.

OK TOO FAR BUA. TOOOOOO FUCKING FAR.

oh ho ho ho jo karna hai kar lijiyeeeee and all. i like my man’s (misplaced) confidence.

BUT MORE THAN ANYTHING I LOVE BUA’S CONFIDENCE. FUCKKKKKKK HOW TO GET SOMEEEEEE

TELL ME GAURI WALKS IN SEES ALL THIS STUFFFFFFFFF AND FUCKING BRINGS OUT HER PICCCCCCCC AND THEY REUNITE OMG JUST GIMMMMME THIS ALREADYYYYYYYYYYYY

god shivaay just fucking tell them....

WHATTTTT THIS IS THE MOST LAMEASS DIVERSIONNNNNNNN COVERUPPPPPPPPPP

OH GOD SHIVAAAAAAAY COULD YOU BE MORE SHADY YOU DUMBASSSS

onceeee they find out they’re soooooo gonnnnna fuckkkkkkk anika over oh godddddddddddddddd

like ok however powerful shivaay is, i find it hard to believe he can get everything erased from the damn internet. bitch, plz.

someone’s in a loveyyyyyyyyy mood.

lol look at her jankyass but cute little label with her name on it.

cute belly poke!

“yehi meri naam, khoon, khandaan, aur pehchaan hai. bohut saal bitaaye hai maine is naam ke bina.”

AAAAAND THEY RUINED IT WITH THE FUCKING “YEH TOH AAPKA BADAPPAN HAI” BS. GIRL HONESTLY HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN HOW THIS MARRIAGE STARTED OR WHAT???? LIKE.... WHAT KINDA FUCKERY...... (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

........ AGAINNNNN EXPLAIN TO ME HOW SHE SUDDENLYYYYYYY REMEMBERS ALLLL THESE DETAILS ABOUT HER DAD. LIKE....

ugh maaaaaaaaan the angggggggggst. FUCKING DO YOUR JASOOSI QUICKLY ALREADY SHIVAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY

god now what’s fucking bhavya’s deal nowwwwwwww.

UGH THIS FAM AND IT’S EXTRA AF BS

aw, shivaay’s as choked up as she is.

THE SHOW IS FINALLY REDEEMING PINKY PROPERLY ITS FINALLY REDEEMING PINKY SDLFKJSDLFKJSDLFJSLDJFLSD THIS IS NOT A DRILLLLLLLLL

the scene’s being ruined for me with the frequent cuts to jhanvi. i really hate her. at least gimme more of rikara’s beautiful faces in these scenes rather than these other waste characters.

ok us baat par, obligatory beautiful faces waala break:

jfc. an angel. an actual fucking angellllllll sent from heaven above.

ok back to regular programming:

THIS IS ALLLLLLL IVE WANTED FROM THIS SHOWWWWWWWWWW AB JUST GIVE ME ANIRI AND KHATAM KAROOOOOO PLEASEEEEEEE LET ME JUST LIVE IN PEACEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BAS KHATAM KAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

GOD I’M JUST WAITING FOR THE OTHER SHOE TO DROP THOUGH, FOR WHEN THEY FIND OUT SHE’S THE FOREMAN’S DAUGHTERRRRRRRR THEY’RE GONNA TURN ON HER SOOOOOOOO FASTTTTTTTTTTTT

only took two weddings and both of them taking bullets for each other and drowning and being buried alive and jumping out of a plane and vanvaas and god knows what other hell, for finally getting mom’s acceptance. such is the life of a raja beta.

FINAAAALLLLLLY WE HAVE THE AUNTY NAHI, MAAAAAAA BOL TROPEEEE

jfc is pinky dying after hearing MAA or what????? is she ok?????

ok this scene just became hellllllaaaa overdramatic for NO reason?????

SHAKTIJI IS LIKE OK I ALSO WANT TO BE PART OF THIS TIME FOR ME TO REMIND YOU I’VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU MORE THAN ALLLLL THE REST OF THESE FUCKERS.

...... god i’m dying of cringeeeeeeee at these fuckers realizingggg who her dad issss. please god let them be decent human beings and not turn on her. please. PLEASE!!!!!!

I CAN’T BELIEVE SHIVAAY STILL HASN’T PUT THE GAURI IS CHUTKI CLUE TOGETHER YET. DUDE, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YO DUMB ASSSSSSSS

oh no they’re realizing, they’re realizingggggggg

GOD SHIVAAAAY YOU’RE SO FUCKING SHAAAAADY AND BAD AT THISSSSSSSSSSS

god this kul patri garbage again

my baby looks soooooo happy though. and alll my other happy babiessssss. 😭😭😭😭😭😭

FUCKING GIMME ANIRIIIIIIIIIII ALREADYYYYYYYYYYYYYY 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

ab toh billu ka 34th bday bhi aaa gaya (chala bhi gaya kya?) will they now finally do that kulgothra poooja or whatever to make his life lesssss chaotic and messy???/ please do. please fucking doooo.

13. 04. 18

ok finally. the fucking episode i sat through all this other garbage for. GIVE ME THE SEXXXXXXXXX!!

poor billu can’t enjoy cuddles from happy lovey wife because of manhoos bua. keede pade tujhpe bua.

ugh you’ve promised her this khushi BS like 40 times already and always fucked up. maybe just promise it to yourself this time, so at least she isn’t heart broken when you break it. again.

first of all, it’s a stupid fucking promise in the first place. you can’t reasonably promise over shit you have no control over. I’M SORRY FOR BEING SUCH A CYNIC BUT THEM’S THE FACTS OK

lelllll, wife is in The Mood™. that is patent boy-you-about-to-get-realllllll-lucky face.

OK I’M SORRY TO INTERRUPT AND RUIN THIS, BUT I GET SO ANNOYED WHENEVER THERE’S A KISS AND SHE LEAVES HER LIPSTICK/GLOSS ALL OVER HIM. LIKE Y’ALL TOO CHEAP TO SPRING FOR THE TRANSFERPROOF STUFF FOR THE ONE SCENE EVERY 6 MONTHS OR WHAT???? ffs. ek toh this man’s skin is so pale ki he’s almost translucent. light theek na ho toh bhoot lage. uske upar se yeh alag chutiyaaapa.

ok sorry. back to the sex.

THOSE SOME PRETTY SULTRY FUCK ME EYES ANIKAAAAAAAA

uhhhhhhh huh, get it billllllluuuuuuuuu. you kisss that neck. kiss it gooood.

OUFF YAAR KOI YEH MANHOOS DUPATTA TOH HATAAAOOO, WHO THE F WEARS DUPATTA IN BED????????????

finally. it’s slipping off!

AND IT’S OFF. HALLELUJAH. JAI MATA DI LET’S ROCK!!!

OH HO HO HO HO PLOT TWIST, SHE SHALL BE DOING THE NECK KISSING TONIGHT. WIFE’S IN CONTROL TODAY. HOLD ON BILLU!!!!!

lmao, A+ sanskaari sex face, shivaay.

billu’s long-forgotten hand fetish has also come out to play tonight!

OHNOEOHNOEOHNOE BONER KILLING BUA THOUGHTS NO NO NO DON’T RUIN THIS FUCKING NO GET YOUR HEAD BACK IN THE FUCKING GAME OBEROI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(literally, “the fucking game” kekekeke)

phew thankfully wife takes controlllllllllllllllll and seals the deallllllllllll

THIS WAS THE SEX SCENE WE DESERVED, instead of whatever the fuck laal ishq was. it mighhhht have just unseated the pool waala hotness for me because yaaaas, this scene had female agency and desire and taking control and just a refreshing lack of “shivaay yeh aaaap KYAAAA kar rahein haiiiii?????” THANK YOU. AT LEAST THE ONE GOOD SEX SCENE FROM THIS GODFORSAKEN SHOW. NOW GIMME RIKARA SEX

NOW ALL I ASK OF YOU IS THAT THEY USED PROTECTION THIS NIGHT; COZ THESE FOOLS STILL NOT READY TO PUT A BABY IN THE INSANE ROLLERCOASTER THAT IS THEIR DAILY LIFE. PLEASE LORD, DON’T LET HER BE PREGNANT. PLEASE I BEG OF YOU.

LMAOOOOOOO MAYBE IT’S YOUR FAULT FOR TRUSTING A SECURITY GUARD WITH THIS INSTEAD OF A REAL PROFESSIONAL???

ouff this damn buaaaaaa.

lmao, i’m just checking his neck for hickeys. anika seemed pretttty into the neck kissing last night.

how the fuckkkkk is that suicide note even credible? like that signature was very obviously obtained under duress. matlab kuch bhi.

lolololol “bore ho rahi thi” - villains who fuck shit up justtttt for shits and giggles are my faaaaaav.

lmao what the fuck do you mean saari media ko khareeedna pade????

WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THIS MAN, HE CALLS THE POLICE AND IS LIKE YOU’RE GONNA GET SOME EVIDENCE. IT’S FAKE. *I* WILL TELL YOU WHO THE CULPRIT IS IN A BIT. LIKE...........

LMAO MY GOD ALL THE DAANT JOKES I CAN’T HANDLE. FROM HIS DAANT PEESNA TOH DAANTON MEIN BEAUTYYYYY!!!!! WHOEVER IS WRITING ALL THESE META JOKES IN, +10 TO YOU AND ONLYYYYYYY YOUUUUUUUUU.

again...... why the fuckkkkkkk would you TELLLLLLLLL him this roop??? like, wouldn’t it have been better to let him think he’s won, and then have this as a backup plan?

SHIVAAY YOU DUMBASS WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DRIVE ALL THE WAY BACK FOR THIS INSTEAD OF CALLING OMRU AND TELLING THEM TO INTERCEPT

jfcccccccccccccccccccccccccc. in the nick of fucking timeeee.

... ok that’s the lamest reason possible.

wife knows something’s up. alllll the way back for a hug? not even a kiss with some tongue? seems like a raw deal.

STOP BABBLING SHIVAAY. GOD YOU’RE THE WORST LIAR EVER. EVER.

not amused. not fooled. that face is just screaming fuckkkkkkk youuuuuu.

ok that was most contriveddddd drop of MS ever; but call me a sucker. i fucking love this trope in this show ok. i just do. whenever this happens it’s like.... reassuring, ki ultimately they’ll make it through okay.

guh. i’m not in the clutches of this show and couple like i used to be, but stilllllll, some moments reallllly fucking get to me man.

oh ho ho ho, look who went from not being able to physically spit out the words “i love you” to freely saying “main tumse bohut pyaar karta hoon”! good on you billu. +10 points to slytherin!

goddamnit billu you’ve got her thinking you’re fucking dying or some shit. stop scaring a girl like this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JFC SHIVAAY. LIKE ANIKA’S A WAY STRONGER WOMAN THAN ME COZ THIS WHOLE SPEECH WOULD HAVE MADE ME COLLAPSE IN A FUCKING PANIC ATTACK TO RIVAL ALL FUCKING PANIC ATTACKS. THIS IS NOT HOW YOU FUCKING BREAK NEWS TO PPL.

AND @ ALL THOSE PPL WHO’RE LIKE OH SHIVAAY’S AN AWESOME HUSBAND (ESP. COMPARED TO OM) LOOK AT ALL HE DID, THIS IS WHY I’M LIKE NAAAAAAH. LIKE, I’LL RESPECT THAT HE WANTS TO PROTECT HER. BUT IT PALES IN THE LIGHT HE’S STILL WITHHOLDING STUFF FROM HER, STUFF THAT SHE IS ENTITLED TO KNOW BECAUSE IT’S PERTAINING TO HER LIFE. THIS IS ANIKA’S FIGHT TO FIGHT. NOT HIS. HIS JOB IS TO SUPPORT HER IN THAT FIGHT, NOT FIGHT IT FOR HER. MAN, JUST TELL HER THE FUCKING TRUTH, HOW MUCH EVER YOU KNOW. ROOP BUA IS VEER’S MOM. SHE MURDERED TIA AND YOUR DADS’ AND SET THE MILLS ON FIRE COZ SHE’S A CRAZY BITCH. THERE. DONE. HONESTLY. INSTEAD, AS ALWAYS, THIS GUY IS INFANTILIZING HER AND KEEPING STUFF FROM HER AS IF SHE’S SOME CHINA DOLL. HAVE YOU MET ANIKA? SHE’S THE STRONGEST EVER. YOU FUCKING FALL APART TO PIECES EVERY TIME YOU GET SOME SHADY NEWS ABOUT YOUR FAM. WHO THE F GAVE YOU OF ALL PPL THE RIGHT TO KEEP SHIT FROM HER??????

never thought i’d say this, but in this matter even rudra proved to be smarter than shivaay (+om.) gawd.

she’s also a dumbass, promising based on knowing fucking nothing.

OMFG I CANNOT BELIEVE RUDRA IS YET AGAIN BEING THE FUCKING SMARTEST ONE HERE WITH ALL THE CORRECT ANSWERS AND EVERYONE IS JUST IGNORING HIMMMMM.

oh ho ho ho ho billu picking anika over family.

only in name tho. warna let them go to jail na.

blah blah blah dono bhai blah blah blah who will aid and abet in lying and concealing the truth fuck y’all

lolololol i read on IF that apparently bua’s “pasand ki ladki” is gonna be........ SVETLANA, and tbh, i cannot stop cackling and clapping in delight. this is going to be fucking hilariousss and funnnnnn.

LMAOOOOOO BUA’S SASSY INCREDULOUSNESS AND STRAIGHT UP “WHY THE FUCKKKKKK WOULD I MAKE THIS DEAL WITH YOU”

LOLOLOLOL WHO’S CHARLIEEEEEE, AND MY GOD EVEN HEEEEE KNOWS ALL THE SECRETSSSSS LIKE.... AT THIS POINT ONLY SHE DOESN’T KNOW.

damn shivaaay, what a kachcha khilaadi you are if you think she’d give you the folder right then. like what kinda piss poor business man are ya???????

mannnnn, bua’s really growing on me. like really really.

also oh ho ho ho ho. achcha write in to have shivaay disappear for a few days while nakuul’s on break. good. you can keep him bua. i guarantee ki kuch ghante baad aap hi khud usko khulla chod dengi, coz the man is insufferable.

MEANWHILE THESE DUMBASSES ARE SHOUTING ABOUT THEIR PLANS IN THE LIVING ROOM LIKE OMGGGGG WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKING STUPIDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD ITNE DINO BAAD DIALOGUE AUR FOOTAGE MILA HAI, FUCKING ABHI TOH AKAL SE KAAM LO

#ishqbaaz #ishqbaaaz #ib episode liveblogs #episode liveblogs

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April 4, 2021: 1:31 pm:

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This happened:

I have not seen that kind of thing before.

That might be the very first email I have received on my Google Gmail account that was not a promotional email advertisement or from a government email addy.

I have no words to add, as this whole account has been explaining that I am the last remaining US Citizen in the state of Oregon who has not already been killed or taken captive by the Canadian terror army.

The truth about that email could very well be a SAG Damage Control Scenario designed to mitigate the extent of the situation, from full blown terror takeover of USA at the White House, Congressional, and State Governors of all fifty states, down to smaller situation where it’s simply a few murderous thugs running amok.

Sadly, the email sheds no new light on my predicament.

I do appreciate the email though, no one ever sends me any email.

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1:44 pm:

I’ll be darned!

The death threat came to all three of the email addy’s I have showing on the browser!

I was really anticipating that someone would see the email addressed and simply send some questions that would lead to some help arriving, not a threepete of what I already know.

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2:06 pm:

Mr. Gooseman,

Thanks for the note.

I am curious if you did what I ask people to do? I see that you did not offer any help in the note you sent me, and I need help, you even say so yourself.

So, if you were able to gleen those email addy’s from this account, then certainly you could find the parts where I say:

“Please send help”

“Please send US Military to Josephine County Oregon“

and you should have found where I asked those other two fellows recently to simply contact US Military and US national Security Administration to ask those people to have a look at this Tumblr account, especially this link here:

https://stone-man-warrior.tumblr.com/archive

So please do that.

I am not able to reach any help by phone, email, internet, smoke signal or even carrier pigeon, the Canadian terror army that controls the state of Oregon has blocked my access to reaching help.

Please, Mr. Gooseman, contact US Military, find a military officer at a military base and ask that person to read this account. You could be anonymous and still do that.

Just send this tumblr entry along with the link so the Officer can know why you are making the contact and not me.

As it stands now, all of the former Trump administration is trying to kill me, many have already died trying to, the Joe Biden Administration is trying to kill me, Ron Howard and all of the subscribers to his “Master Class” are trying to kill me, Ann & Nancy Wilson have teamed up with the members of Pink Floyd to try to kill me, and I think Roger Waters is the only one of that crew that has not died trying to kill me. Joe Bonamassa, Kenny Wayne Sheppard and the operators of Princess Cruise Lines and Carnival Cruise Lines have been trying to kill me for years ... even Lynsi Lavelle Snyder-Ellingson came to try to kill me way back in around 2007 when I tried to use Beta Twitter to get some help to stop the mass murders that were happening in Oregon at the time.

now, there are no more US Citizens left alive for the terror bastards to mass murder, I am the last one, because no one bothered to send any help.

The baby is on fire Mr. Gooseman, there is no one watching the baby.

Please send help to Josephine County Oregon, and give my regards to Mr. Vance Dutton.

Thank you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5fezBnvkiU

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4:10 pm:

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/voneulenberg

This account is not a popularity contest, and this does not help,

This account is here for only reason, to get some life saving help, to get help to stop the terror take over and mass murders that are happening, to stop the poison gas attacks, to get some US Military to come to Oregon to do their job.

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4:32 pm:

I was sure.

Yesterday I reported about some people associated with Monroe terror cell, and Sunflower terror cell who had brought the exotic birds to use a noise cover for attacks that were underway when I went out to take a walk, and went to get my mail. I reported that I saw a young woman with long black hair who I observed walk towards Dietricks SAG Heroin distribution terror cell at 601 Jackpine, and that I suspect the girl went into the Manning MedDems terror cell at 598 Jackpine. I told of the others I heard but did not see, at least two near the mailboxes on the road, and at least two more either at 520 Jackpine or were hiding in the creek in my yard near the fence at 520. I told about the two people who were at Monroe terror cell at 434 Jackpine who looked to me as if they were wearing disguises to mimic the two Monroe terror soldiers, Sandy and Jeff Monroe and that is suspect the female was Lorena Chapman, and that the male person I saw there could be a person who drives an older light blue color Ford F-250 with Lumber rack, and that truck could be parked at Wesely Crowel’s terror cell at 549 Jackpine, or at Sparacino terror cell at 545 Jackpine right now.

What I did not report:

That black haired girl had burst. She was releasing nitrous oxide into my driveway when I first saw her, then she walked towards the mailboxes from my driveway. I was lighting my lighter the whole time I was outside because I had heard so many people, and some of them seemed to have been on my property at the time, and I knew they had been earlier in the day on my property.

That black haired girl’s nitrous tank ignited while she was at the mailbox area, while I was still on my driveway on approach to my driveway gate with caution. I saw the girl run, and by the time I got to the road, she was nearby Freeberg’s terror cell at 535 Jackpine, and the Monroe’s were hiding out of view at the Monroe driveway, but I could hear them in radio contact speaking to that black haired girl who was over by Freeberg’s at the time she burst. I actually saw her burst. Her blue shirt bulged out as she expanded while standing in the road by Freeberg’s, then suddenly her arms were filled with a yellow sort of orange colored lump of things... it was her guts, I heard the sound of a giant belch as that happened, and she just stood there, her belly burst open, and she caught her guts in her arms in front of her.

The girl walked to 520 Jackpine, looked through the driveway gate there and said “I need Evac”, but there was no response from 520. The girl fell to the ground at that time, then stood back up, hunched over, and began to walk towards the Dietrick/Manning end of the road. I saw her turn around to look at me, and she burst again, the second time it tore her pants as she was standing at the entrance of the Manning 598 MedDems terror cell driveway, about 800 feet away from where I was at the mailboxes.

I turned to get my mail at that time, then when I looked again, the girl was gone.

So, I suspect that today’s email death threat advisory and that follower are support people who may have been nearby at Sunflower terror cell on Russell Road, or perhaps were at Chartrand’s Oregon State Police/Royal Canadian Mounted Police terror cell at 376 Jackpine.

Basically, i suspect the death threat advisory email was a desperate attempt to locate that girl from terror comrades who were not aware that the girl is dead, and since the outcome of yesterdays attack was planned to take possession of my home, those extended supporting terror operatives simply made contact with my email in effort to hopefully find the missing dead female Canadian terror soldier.

Hope: It’s what remains after everything else is gone.

Here’s to Hope, a toast on Easter Sunday.

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5:10 pm:

The part about the black haired girl came with a Centurylink terror spy notification.

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That man I saw driving the light blue Ford F-250 the other day looked remarkably similar to Jeff Monroe, and Jeff Monroe looks remarkably similar to Frank Beard of ZZ Top, just that Jeff’s hair is bit shorter. The man in the Ford was sporting a grey go-tee style beard though, like the current Jeff Monroe wears.

The only way I could be sure if Jeff Monroe is really Jeff Monroe, is to hear him speak. Monroe has a speaking and vocal style that is rehearsed, practiced, honed and perfected. There is something about his particular brand of deception that sort of draws in victims such that Jeff Monroe comes across as the friendliest, most laid back, easy going sort of almost lethargic style that makes him seem completely non-threatening, while at the same time, the man has a cross-bow loaded, at his feet, waiting for the victim to come closer, in range, to take the shot during a friendly conversation.

Around here, it’s normal for the people to dress and wear professional grade Hollywood style make-up, including custom made rubber masks, the same kind as are uses in movies to make the actors appear as a completely different person The Monroe terror cell is a SAG affiliated terror cell, one way passers by are able to see that they are SAG leadership sponsored terror operatives, is to have a look at the portable Pop-Corn Cart/trailer that they have over there in the yard on display, it even features two giant size letter Z’s on the top.

The reason Jeff looks so much like Frank Beard is not a coincidence, the Monroe’s grow marijuana especially for Frank Beard, but Billy Gibbons, and Dusty Hill are both dead long ago, having died while trying to kill me, because I am a Medicare beneficiary and they thought it would be a piece of cake to take me out so they could perpetuate and maximize some prescription meds in my name after I am dead, without reporting to anyone about the death. that is how ClubMed is done, and it’s done by SAG members, musicians, clowns, and magicians so they can get high on medicine that belongs to old disabled murdered US Citizens Jeff Monroe was chosen by the ZZ Top partly because he makes a good look-a-like for confusion service so that Frank can easily deny he was anywhere around here, “it was just Jeff, not Frank”.

Terrorist bastards.

I have a feeling that the black haired girl was the daughter of a celebrity SAG terror leader who came to Jackpine on SAGClubMed Junket, and for a chance to kill me.

My family and friends are all dead too, so, welcome to the club of dead family and friends, assholes. Enjoy your stay in Oregon.

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8:43 pm:

Local conditions include that at least one terror soldier burst of nitrous ignition a couple of hours ago at Monroe’s terror cell.

I can plainly see that the current Sandy Monroe has been stationed inside of that smaller chicken coup there at Monroe’s where I have mentioned many times that the chicken coup is a place that houses many electronic listen devices and I can especially see by observation over a long time that there is apparatus that in there that Monroe’s use for making and editing recordings of my voice, how they use the recordings is not something that I know, But I also know that the Monroe terror cell, like all of the others neighboring terror cells is protected by the local authorities. As I report regularly, the local authorities are all impostors, so, there are terror soldiers dressed in police and sheriff uniforms, driving the police cars, armed with police weapons and police bullets and have the keys to the police stations and they also operate the county jail as a killing mechanism filled with terror soldiers inside the jail who are a special assassin team of operatives in there.

So, Sandy was inside of that chicken coup operating the surveillance equipment when the other one burst of nitrous ignition, and she ran over towards the main house there to tend to the injured or dead terror soldier. After a few minutes I heard the sound of another terror soldier or maybe two of them as they launched away, sounded as if they landed on Russell Road out front of Sunflower terror cell.

About twenty minutes ago, another group of terror soldiers was staged and looked ready to start another attack plan from Donkey George terror cell, and others at Strong’s. The one’s at Donkey George’s were sitting in a car, waiting for a signal, I think the signal is going to come from Chartrand;s, as there are yet more terror soldiers there, and they have been doing signals from there all week and today when the attacks begin to advance towards my house.

I am estimating that three terror soldiers were killed in the past three hours, all of them were staged at Monroe’s, yet despite that, there seems to be another attempt under way now.

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My leg conditions took a turn into a bad way today, I don’t have an update, the conditions are dynamic and changing rapidly, and very, very painful with no where to turn for medical help.

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secretradiobrooklyn · 3 years

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HALLOWEEN RADIO | 10.31.20

Secret Radio | Halloween special 10.31.20 | Hear it here.

Artwork by Paige, Liner notes by Evan except * means Paige

1. Sam the Sham - “Little Red Riding Hood” *

I had to make the case to Evan that this was a Halloween song, but I justify with the fact that 1.) this song uses the phrase “spooky ol’ woods” and 2.) many years ago, Sleepy Kitty played a festival on Cherokee Street that wasn’t a Halloween show but it happened to be the Saturday before Halloween. Recognizing our responsibility, we scrambled to throw together costumes and realized that if we just got a wolf mask and paws we already had everything in our wardrobes to throw together the Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs LP cover drawing of Red and the wolf. Evan says he doesn’t like Halloween but it’s only because once he commits, he commits completely. One of my favorite moments of the night was spotting Evan that night, several hours after our set in the afternoon, having a completely serious and sincere conversation with a friend – wolf nose and paws still intact. This was pre iPhone days, but I tracked down an image and I’m gonna put it on our fake radio insta. Thus, Little Red Riding Hood is in fact a Halloween song.

2. Roky Erickson - “I Walked with a Zombie”

Every year, reliably, Paige’s dad Ned tells us we should cover “I Walked with a Zombie,” and each year we somehow don’t do it. So this live version of the song is for him, just in case this is the closest we ever get.

Halloween tag

3. Steve Martin - Little Shop of Horrors soundtrack - “Dentist!”

Sure, an alarmingly large and hungry, sharp-toothed plant is scary. But is it as terrifying as a dentist who delights in the pain he inflicts? “I thrill when I drill a bicuspid” — shiver!

4. Hocus Pocus soundtrack - “Sarah’s Theme”

Our definition of a good Halloween movie is way less horrifying than it is lightly spooky, so “Hocus Pocus” is just about ideal for our purposes. This is the sound of Paige’s delighted Halloween youth… though we also just watched it again. Holds up!

5. The Beatles - “Mr. Moonlight”

Paige pointed out that this is essentially a religious song to the moon — a song of praise, devotion, and submission to a greater power.

6. Quasi - “Ghost vs. Vampire”

I know that Quasi has had a long and illustrious career, but my fandom is frozen at this pinnacle of mystical bummerness. I learned so much about being creatively sad from Sam Coomes.

7. Rocky Horror Picture Show - “Sweet Transvestite”

8. The Velvet Underground - “The Gift”

Didn’t realize this was a Halloween song until tonight. If Hitchcock is proper Halloween, which I vote a definite yes, then “The Gift” is ultra Halloween.

9. Bauhaus - “Bela Lugosi’s Dead”

I feel like I have to say psychic hello to my friend Joseph Grady, who first introduced me not just to the coolness of Peter Murphy but to the allure of vampires generally. I wore my nails and my coats long. We talked about what the vampires were up to that night. We had some truly perfect nights together.

10. The Bitter Tears - “Murdered at the Bar”

An invaluable prize from being in a certain scene in a certain set of years in Chicago with the School of the Art Institute crowd — grad and undergrad. We all loved this song, and 15 or so years later, “we all” turns out to be a very specific and much-loved crew of people I miss and love. Except for Chris Shea, who I love and get to hang out with here in the city. This song is for him especially.

11. Phantom of the Opera - Korean cast - “Point of No Return”

We had this epiphany accidentally. As I recall, we watched the movie version of “Phantom,” and I was distinctly not impressed, but then Paige put on the French-Canadian version and we were both fascinated by how different it was. That led us into Phantom Internationalé, wherein we just looked up versions from all over the world. It is amazing: each version is both militantly like and distinctly unique from the others. The Korean Phantom emerges as the most singular from among the versions we heard, and “Point of No Return” an emotional height.

Meet Me in St. Louis - “Tootie the Horrible”

One of the greatest Halloween scenes in the history of cinema in our book.

12. Donovan - “Season of the Witch”

13. “The Dweller of the Cave” * I Found this tape at my parents’ house this summer while we were delayed in Illinois between March and whenever the van got fixed and we drove back. Rediscovering this tape may be why you’re listening to this whole fake radio spooktacular tonight. Hi to Stewart and Jill.

14. Science Fiction Double Feature *

15. Dr. Who Theme Song*

16. Red Dwarf Theme Song*

The previous 3 songs were woven into a medley for Sleepy Kitty’s KMNR Freaker’s Ball. It’s one of life’s great pleasures for a band to play Freaker’s Ball, we literally wound around a wooded road to find some Elk’s Lodge or something full of college kids DECKED THE HECK OUT in EPIC COSTUMES ready to freakin’ get down. Never have I been closer to being the band in the prom scene of a 90s movie than at a Freaker’s Ball. We met some rad folks through the KMNR scene, and if I’ve ever told you about my custom vocal pedals, Colin of CroyTone Audio was one of those rad folks we met one of those magical nights. Also, raise your hand if your love Red Dwarf!

17. Ghostbusters

Paige: “I had this reflector, this flat reflector that was some scrap of something that Ned got from Honeywell. I would play Ghostbusters, and I was like: ‘This is a ghost trap.’ It was SO REAL to me. It was this flat reflector, like a bike reflector, and I would like, like, set traps. And I’d be like, ‘Don’t move my ghost trap!’ I would set the ghost trap, and it was like fishing for ghosts. But that was me playing. I would, like, wait. …I don’t know if it worked or not.”

“I’m not sure if this is me imagining this or not, but I’m pretty sure there was a day where I was like, ‘I feel like this trap’s not working.’ But I also feel like I was like, ‘But how would I know? They could be all inside. This is either full — or empty.’”

Vertigo soundtrack

18. The Fall - “Frightened”

“I don’t wanna dance, I wanna go home” — Fri-dund!

19. Goblin - “Zombi” Title Theme

20. Karen Elson - “The Ghost Who Walks”

I think we got this record at Third Man Records when we were playing in Nashville. Sean’s new residence!

Paige: “Karen Elson is tall, beautiful, an interesting musician, AND she has red hair. That’s crazy. What are the chances that you would have all of those things? Talk about a blue moon!”

21. Eartha Kitt - “I Want to Be Evil”

“The only etchings I’ve seen have been behind glass.”

22. Jeffrey Lewis & Los Bolts - “The Pigeon”

“Old skies you flapped through are no more.”

We would like to give a heartfelt hello to Yona Schimmel, mostly out of reach for now. We mourn every missed knish.

23. Scott Walker - “The Seventh Seal”

Paige didn’t know this was a movie, she thought this was just a cool song about a guy playing chess with death.

24. Groovie Ghoulies - “(She’s My) Vampire Girl”

I love that he puts two Bazooka Joe jokes right in the middle of the song.

25. Black Sabbath - “Paranoid”

Sometimes you need priests to summon spirits.

26. Fantasia - “A Night on Bald Mountain”

This is a song that seriously disturbed Paige when she was young. She thought that they did this whole demon thing every single Saturday. For me, it made such an impression that, when each of my young friends and I improvised who we were — “I’m Darth Vader!” “I’m a Cylon Raider!” my take was “I’m Night on Bald Mountain”! And I would open my arms wide and pretend that I was an entire sharp mountaintop transforming into a giant demon with wings, and I would always be the biggest and baddest and scariest creature of all, no matter what they thought. Bald Mountain beats Batman every time.

29. “Jump in the Fire”

Or as I say whenever the occasion warrants: “Jump in the show-AHH!”

28. Rogers & Hammerstein “Pore Jud Is Daid”

29. Barry Adamson - “Something Wicked This Way Comes”

I cannot recall what brought this album to my ears… I suspect it was something I got in my inbox when I worked at The Rocket. This whole album is full of heavy musical grooves and heavy mental movement. It’s a rare pleasure in

30. Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, “I Put a Spell on You”

This is straight-up one of my favorite recordings of anyone ever. And when I eventually saw it enacted in “Stranger than Paradise,” I was blown away by how fundamentally Eastern European it sounds. Every sound he makes with his voice creates new characters.

31. The Shining, “Midnight, the Stars & You”

Happy halloween my friends, I wish we were all at an otherwordly dance together.

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Any random fics you would recommend?

Hi Nonny!

I’m actually in the process of writing a lists upon lists of fic recs, but I think I’m overdue for another fic rec list to tide y’all over! How about, in the same style of my last “random fic rec list”, a list of the last 50 fics I just recently bookmarked? Listed in word count order, because it’s the easiest way for me to organize these :D Enjoy!

(As a side note, this was only supposed to be “Top 10″, then 20, then 25, and now it’s 50. I had to stop or I would have just done all my bookmarks, LOL)

I-J’S LAST 50 BOOKMARKED FICS || JUNE 2017

Tied by beejohnlocked (E, 1,029 w. || PWP, Bottomlock, Bondage) – Sherlock ties John up and rides him.

A Christmas Holiday by consultinggalpals (sansa_undergrind) (G, 1,076 w. || Tooth Rotting Fluff, Christmas, Honeymoon) – "Come on, Sherlock. Just take the picture already.”

Giveaway fic #1 by ConsultingPurplePants (E, 1,170 w. || John’s Belly, Coming Untouched, BJ’s) – John doesn’t like his belly. Sherlock does. Part 1 of 500 Tumblr Followers Giveaway Fics

Of Small and Unexpected Things by wearitcounts (Sher_locked_up) (T, 1,239 w. || Love Confessions, Scars, Implied Abuse, Fluff & Angst) – It’s by accident, the first time John sees them.

The Pigeon’s deplorable nesting place by SlothfulSlytherin (G, 1,482 w. || Alternate First Meeting, Humour, Fluff) – Upon returning to London, John Watson took up residence in a mouldy little flat on Baker Street. The flat itself wasn’t all that special or interesting, his new neighbour on the other hand…

Want by siennna (T, 1,806 w. || Fluff, Pining, First Kiss, POV Sherlock, Requited, Second Person POV) – When John speaks, you hear more than words. You hear the rise and fall of his tone, the comfortable quake of his laughter, the warm pauses of silence in between. When John laughs, there are stars glittering on his tongue and galaxies resting just behind his teeth, and you wish you could press your lips there and burrow into the warm sound. Part 6 of sienna’s favorites

Biggest and Best by Sexxica (E, 1,815 w. || Dildos, Sherlock’s Size Kink, John’s Giant Junk) – John Watson has a huge cock. Sherlock wants it inside him. Part 2 of Tumblr Ficlets Gone Wild

In Which John is Attractive and Sherlock is Angry by kim47 (T, 2.382 w. || Fluff, Est. Rel., Jealous Sherlock) – Sherlock’s reaction to finding out that everyone wants HIS John, and how he told them to piss off and get their own Watson.

Perfect Solo by Itsallfine (E, 2,384 w. || PWP, Solo Kink, Fantasy, Pining, Dirty Talk, Sex Toys) – Sherlock couldn’t decide how he wanted to have John that night. (The one where Sherlock uses his box of sex toys to take himself apart in every way John might have him.)

Green Carnation by glenien (T, 2,616 w. || Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Meta-Fic, Angst and Fluff, Communication, Post-TAB) – John takes Sherlock home. Part 1 of It’s No Longer Eighteen Ninety-Five

It Was All Right There In Front of Him (A Five Times Plus One Story) by bees_stories (T, 3,191 w. || 5+1, Protective Idiots, Grooming, Bed Sharing, Lestrade POV) – DI Greg Lestrade is a good detective. But sometimes he doesn’t trust the evidence in front of him, until there’s a compelling reason to do so.

it’s in the details by kimbiablue (T, 3,272 w. || Fluff, First Kiss, Pining Idiots) – Sherlock and John meet with a forensic artist to determine how capable they are able to describe each other. In which John struggles to adequately describe Sherlock Holmes, and also thinks about his lips a lot.

Posh Boy by panickedbee (M, 3,622 w. || Kinks, RST, Pining, Sexual Frustation) – In his head he greets him with hey, handsome in the morning, calls him genius when he is being too clever again, calls him pretty man and silly git and sweetheart and, of course, posh boy. Part 5 of Sherlock Holmes Is A Very Lucky Man

All That I Have by the_arc5 (M, 3,721 w. || Post-TGG Canon Divergence, Pining Sherlock, John Whump, Anxious / Worried Sherlock, Light Angst) – In the aftermath of the Great Game, Sherlock finds himself with a new weakness. John is both the cause and the cure.

Let me be the wallpaper that papers up your room by Teatrolley (NR, 3,966 w. || Est. Rel., Two Idiots in Love, Fluff, Domestics) – Four seasons in the life of Sherlock and John, really.

Someone Else’s Heart by thisprettywren (E, 4,188 w. || First Time, H/C, POV Sherlock, Caretaking John, Pining Idiots) – A crime scene, a rainstorm, and something they both should have known all along.

Practical Johnkeeping by what_alchemy (M, 4,330 w. || Beekeeping, Aging, Gladstone, Tooth Rotting Fluff) – Sherlock predicts nectar flow the same way he deduces a murder, but he harvests the honey like John coddles the dog.

Atrium by kali_asleep (T, 3,460 w. || 5+1, Valentines Day, Fluff & Schmoop, First Kiss) – Five times Sherlock gave John his heart, and the one time Sherlock got a heart in return (literally)

You Can’t Always Get What You Want by hubblegleeflower (E, 4,804 w. || Sex, First Time, Pining John) – John wants. He always has, but now that he’s living with Sherlock again, it’s all he can do to hold it back. And Sherlock isn’t helping…

How Will I Know? by eragon19 (E, 4,895 w. || Pining, Love Confessions, POV Sherlock, Fluff, Sherlock’s Imagination, Papa Lestrade) – Here was the problem: Sherlock Holmes was completely and irrevocably in love with John Watson, and he had absolutely no idea how to tell him.

Linger by queenoftrivia (E, 4,908 w. || Lingerielock, Fluff and Smut, BJ / HJ, Bottomlock, Dirty Talk) – Sherlock decides to surprise John after a somewhat stressful day at work.

Wasted Hours by songlin (E, 4,973 w. || Omegaverse || O!John/A!Sherlock, Pining, UST, Angst & Porn) – John is respectful. John keeps his distance. He doesn’t look at Sherlock when Sherlock decides trousers are for dull people. He doesn’t breathe in and savor it when Sherlock flings himself onto the couch first thing in the morning, wafting alpha scent, dressing gown settling around him in a cloud of blue silk. He doesn’t linger when he’s piecing Sherlock back together after a fight, even though he’s half-dressed and beautiful and right there. He can ignore it. He can control it.

Sociopathy and Other Fibs by kinklock (M, 5,314 w. || 5+1, Miscommunication, Humour, Friends to Lovers, Post S3, Love Confessions) – Five times John called Sherlock out, and one time Sherlock returned the favour.

a very soft epilogue (my love) by darcylindbergh (E, 5,395 w. || Retirement, Domestic Fluff, Dancing, Dogs, Grumpy Old Men) – Across the pillows, Sherlock shifts and hums, the creases of his face deepening and then smoothing before settling. John watches him wake up, his chest swelling with affection and fondness, and thinks he’ll never get tired of Sherlock in the mornings, sleepy and soft. It’s been some forty-odd years, and John hasn’t gotten tired of it yet. Part 5 of things fairy tales are made of

Thirty Three Hours Without John Watson by Bookaholic, mybrotherharry (M, 6,232 w. || First Kiss / Time, Pining Idiots, BG Mystrade, Crackish) – Sherlock can SO TOTALLY survive without John Watson. It should be a piece of cake.AKA the time when Sherlock braved grocery store lines for milk, purchased and gave away a box of tampons and figured out what the X-Factor is. Greg and Mycroft didn’t sign up for this shit. Next time, they are going to the Bahamas.

once upon a time by darcylindbergh (M, 6,501 w. || Fluff and Angst, First Kiss / Time, Love Declarations, Christmas) – It starts with a wish. In the beginning, John comes home. Part 1 of things fairy tales are made of

The Effect of Memory by testosterone_tea (E, 6,430 || Praise Kink, First Kiss / Time, Fluff, Smut, Virgin Sherlock, Love Confessions, Confused Sherlock) – John has temporary amnesia coming off of anaesthesia after an operation and not only does he not recognize Sherlock, he starts flirting with him! After John recovers, he doesn’t remember the incident at all. But Sherlock does. Confusion ensues.

Sherlock’s Laboratory, Episode 1: Romance by berlynn_wohl (E, 6,900 w. || Clones, Sci-Fi AU, Clone Sex, Foursome, Double Penetration) – “John, this isn’t one of your science fiction programmes. This is reality.“ Part 1 of Sherlock’s Laboratory

Onomatopoeia by aquabelacqua (M, 6,904 w. || First Time/Kiss, Frottage, Dirty Talk, Domestics, Word Kink) – Something is the matter with John. Sherlock is determined to figure out what it is. Mark his words.

Drawstring by May_Shepard (E, 7,412 w. || Friends to Lovers, UST/RST, Fluff and Smut, Post-TAB, John POV) – John is bothered by Sherlock’s slowly-falling jim-jams… as in hot and bothered and he is trying to deal with a sexy dishevelled Sherlock while also keeping his pining in check.

Six Dates by avawtsn (E, 7,421 w. || 5+1, First Time / Kiss, Post S4-Compliant, POV John) – A rather accidental 5+1 written for the prompt “is this a date?” Hint: it is.

Christmas by WhimsicalEthnographies (E, 7,673 w. || Worried Sherlock, PWP, Drunkeness, Christmas, Est. Relationship) – John feels a lump rise in his throat, and it hits him, again, that this beautiful, infuriating creature is his. Completely, one-hundred percent his.

I’d be Lost Without my Blogger by shadenc (T, 8,057 w. || Rev. TRF, H/C, Angst) – "There are several snipers with their guns pointed at your head this very moment. Now, if you look up you’ll see John and myself on the rooftop of Bart’s. Understand the game yet?“ “Shoot me. Let him go and shoot me.” “Noble now, are we? Unfortunately, you are not the one who will make that decision.”

To Quote Malcolm Tucker; or, Get The Fuck In or Fuck The Fuck Off by kim47 (T, 8,484 w. || Jealous Sherlock, Flirting, Cockblocking) – Sherlock is cockblocker and a prick tease and John is not amused.

A Lifetime Together by LondonGypsy (M, 8,886 w. || Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Falling in Love, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Pining Idiots, Alternating POVs, Domestics, Retirement) – John and Sherlock falling in love.

The Devil You Know by PipMer (T, 9,300 w. || Friends to Lovers, Romance, Holmes Brothers, Jealous Sherlock) – The Holmes brothers are behaving oddly. John is dazed and confused. In other words, it’s business as usual at 221B Baker Street. Except when it’s not.

Out of the Darkness by Irrevocably_Sherlocked (M, 12,165 w+ (WIP) || Death, Overdose, Heavy Angst, Whump, Mary is Not Nice, Post S3/TAB Compliant) – John Watson has long assumed Sherlock Holmes is immune to sentiment, “doesn’t feel things that way.” Sherlock, however, would do anything for the person he loves most in the world, including putting himself in danger while keeping John in the dark in hopes of keeping him safe. Tired of being left behind, John is running a strategy of his own. Unfortunately things do not go as planned for either of them. And as John lays bleeding, Sherlock finally allows himself to say the things he’s always meant to… This is the story of love, forgiveness and finally making right all the wrongs in these two men’s lives.

Anytime by SilentAuror (E, 17,995 w. || UST, Porn With Feels, POV Sherlock, Romance, UST/URT, Happy Ending, Drunken Endeavors) – Sherlock blinks and attempts to focus. There is a little too much vodka in his veins at the moment and it’s having an unfortunate effect on his brain and retinas both. There are two Johns sitting across from him, and both of them are frowning at him.“You’re drunk,” the Johns tell him. Sherlock blinks some more. “Says the man with Mrs Hudson’s doily on his head.”

Just a Kiss by emmagrant01 (E, 19,695 w. || 5+1, Case Fic) – Five times John and Sherlock kissed because of a case and one time they kissed for real.

Achieving the Together-Coloured Instant by teahigh (E, 20,776 w. || Est. Rel, PTSD, Codependency, Fluff & Angst, H/C, Smut, Demisexual Sherlock, Experiments) – John wonders if this is how it’s going to be: A life speaking in code, because they’re both too stupid to figure out how to say, “I love you.”

Once Upon a Beast Becoming by antietamfalls (T, 24,042 w. || Beauty and the Beast AU || Magical Realism, Folklore, Celtic Mythology) – An act of pride, a druid’s curse, an enchanted leaf; Sherlock’s torment has lasted an age. Hope arrives in the form of one John Watson, a man uniquely suited to break the spell. But with a single night to win his affections, Sherlock finds his carefully laid plans disrupted by a monstrous killer whose sights are set on the only thing he has left to lose: John.

Don’t Leave Anything Out by lookupkate (E, 27,422w. || Epistolary, Falling in Love, Misunderstandings, Alternate First Meeting) – The first letter John writes home from Afghanistan is meant to go to a woman he went on only one date with. How it ends up in Sherlock’s hands is completely innocent. What happens next is not. What do you do when you find out the person you’re in love with has been lying about something as monumental as who they are? What do you do when you’re the one who lied? How on earth do you put the pieces back together?

“finally kiss the bloody idiot” by Salambo06 (E, 29,812 w. || Mutual Pining, Fake Relationship, First Kiss / Time, Angst, Misunderstandings, Fantasies POV John) – Inspired by a fic idea on tumblr : “John and Sherlock know the Yard has a pool going for when they’re finally going to get together. It’s been running forever, and it’s worth thousands of pounds. It’s all fun and games, hahaha, until they find out Lestrade is in dire financial straits (dog needs emergency surgery, he’s putting his kid through gymnastics training, I don’t know, something), and they decide to fake a relationship to win the pool for him. Sherlock figures out the day and way that Lestrade thinks it’s going to happen, and they act it out. It’s all for a good cause, fake relationship style, until it’s not.” Part 1 of The Pool

A Promise Made to Be Broken by PlantsAreNeat (E, 37,018 w. || Fake Relationship, Pining, Slow Burn, RST, Eventual Relationship, POV Sherlock) – A young John makes an ‘if we’re still single at 40, we’ll get together’ pledge to a woman who ends up all wrong for him. She keeps reminding him of the promise, and won’t let go of it. John asks Sherlock to pose as his boyfriend at a family wedding, so as to dash her hopes permanently. Sherlock, who has at last acknowledged his feelings for John, reluctantly agrees despite knowing how painful it will be to ‘have’ John, but not keep him.

Resistivity and Relative Charge by liriodendron (E, 41,750 w. || Synesthesia, Angst, Case Fic, Romance, Est. Rel., Homophobia, Religious Content, Victor Trevor, Mild Jealous John, Mild John Whump) – In which Sherlock Holmes meets an old acquaintance, John Watson doesn’t enjoy a trip to the country quite as much as he thought he would, and the past absolutely refuses to stay where it belongs. Part 3 of Conductivity

Fan Mail by scullyseviltwin (E, 53,942 w. || Stalking, Obsessive Fans, Angst) – “WatsonChick143 has been rather maniacal in her commenting as of late… she’s left comments on everything you’ve posted John, something so obvious can’t have escaped even your attention.“

A Cure For Boredom by emmagrant01 (E, 81,665 w. || Dirty Talk, Threesomes, Light Dom/Sub, Sex Club, Experiments, Anal, Mildly Dubious Consent) – They’d never talked about sex in the year they’d known each other. Well, that wasn’t quite correct: Sherlock had never said a word about sex; John had bemoaned his personal dearth of it on many occasions.

The Stars Move Still by BeautifulFiction (E, 96,022 w. || Magical Realism, Demons, Slash to Pre-Slash, AU, Happy Ending) – "What could I want so desperately that would make me sell my soul? What could possibly compel me to surrender the part of myself that makes me who I am: the source of my magic, my self-control, everything?”

The Heart In The Whole by verityburns (E, 101,650 || Post-TGG Canon Divergence, Drama & Angst, H/C, First Time) – Events after ‘The Great Game’ leave Sherlock dependent on his best friend and colleague. But John has a secret of his own…

between each beat are words unsaid by darcylindbergh, hudders-and-hiddles (T, 107,998 w. || Epistolary, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Happy Ending) – On their wedding night, John and Sherlock gift each other with the things they each said when the other could not hear, the things they each put down where the other could not see: a collection of writings that illustrate the way their love for one another has grown over the years. Part 1 of between each beat

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #Anonymous #fave fics #ao3 #long post

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Friends: 10 Phoebe Memes That Are Almost Too Funny | ScreenRant

In many ways, Pheobe Buffay was the most free-spirited member of the gang on the monster hit show Friends. She'd had an incredibly hard life, including birthparents who abandoned her, a step-mother who committed suicide, a completely selfish twin sister and the whole 'living on the streets, robbing people for food while fending off advances from crazed drug addicts' thing.

RELATED: 5 Ways Friends Has Aged Poorly (& 5 Ways It's Timeless)

But despite experiencing such intense personal tragedy, Pheobe maintained a cheerful demeanor, believing in the goodness of people and happy to help anyone she could. Here are 10 memes celebrating everyone's favorite composer of the 'Smelly Cat' song:

10 The Alarmed Face Emoji

Before emojis were a thing, we had to rely on facial expressions to convey all sorts of emotions, and no one has a better emoji-face game than Pheobe. We're pretty sure Pheobe wasn't actually thinking of her homework during that scene, but her expression does perfectly capture the agony of a student who has only just remembered the mountain of homework still left to do which needs to be submitted the next day.

9 The Joey Connect

Matt LeBlanc and Lisa Kudrow have revealed that they had pitched the idea to the show's writers that Pheobe and Joey had been secretly hooking up the entire time. That plotline did not make it into the show, but the two did enjoy a very close relationship, with Joey even falling for Pheobe's evil stepsister Ursula.

RELATED: Friends: 10 Joey Memes That Are Too Hilarious For Words

The picture clearly shows that the years may have marched on and the show come to an end, but Joey's adoration for Pheobe has not dimmed in the slightest.

8 The Name Blame

Pheobe was usually the most spaced-out character on the show, so we can totally believe she was not aware that Pheebs was short for Pheobe, and thought that was just an expression of affection that everyone in the gang used to address each other. What really sold the hilarity of the moment was the slightly surprised expression and the dead-pan delivery of the final line by Kudrow.

7 Shots Fired!

Pheobe often got away with delivering the sickest burns on the show, because unlike the sarcasm king Chandler, she was often completely genuine in making potentially hurtful remarks, with no actual ill-will behind her speech. This is one such classic scene, where poor Ross was unexpectedly made aware that his hairstyle is no good. Maybe that was what prompted a hairstyle change on Ross' part in later seasons.

6 Pheobe Marries A Superhero

Before he became known as Ant-Man, he had a different name: Crap Bag! It is strange to consider that the current generation knows Paul Rudd as a superhero, while the earlier generation knows him as Pheobe's charming, hilarious husband. The meme does make us wish that Pheobe had been revealed to be Ant-Man's wife in the Marvel movie as well, so the MCU could be introduced to her trademark flaky charm.

Interestingly, Rudd faced similar challenges in both roles. While many Marvel fans were initially skeptical that an actor known mainly for his comedy roles would make a good superhero, fans of Friends were also initially reluctant to believe a completely new character would be worthy of becoming Pheobe's husband. But in both cases, Rudd used his boyish good looks and guy-next-door charm along with impeccable comic timing to win the critics over.

5 Pheobe's Highs And Lows

Being a sensitive artist, Pheobe was sometimes prone to melodramatic outbursts, especially in later seasons. Fans often found themselves existing in either of Pheobe's two extreme emotional states. The one where she feels unconquerable, believing that the world was hers for the taking, and she could achieve anything she set her mind to, from writing a hit song to flying a commercial aircraft.

But then sometimes the shoe dropped, and her other extreme emotional state came to the fore, where she viewed everything through a lens of doom and gloom and believed a simple visit to the dentist would cause one of her loved ones to be murdered.

4 The Hidden Hardass

Since Pheobe was normally such a sweet and ditzy character, her friends and the audience often forgot she had had an incredibly tough life, and there was a dangerous side to her personality that she had been forced to develop in order to survive. In fact, Pheobe may well have actually been the toughest member of the group, and the one most likely to cross a moral line, like breaking Joey's nose, mugging people, or destroying her friends during the next violent revolution.

3 The Incomparable Lyrics

Pheobe was writing parody songs long before Youtube helped them explode in popularity. The thing is, she never believed them to be a parody, and was always one hundred percent serious about singing the most ridiculous verses in songs like the now legendary 'Smelly Cat' or the very first episode of the series, where she sang about giant pigeons and their excretory habits, and how the whole thing reminds her of her lost love. Trust us, it all made sense in Pheobe's head.

2 Her Low Opinion Of Chandler

Pheobe and Chandler were probably the two most opposite characters on the show. One had lived on the streets but never lost her sunny disposition, while the other came from a rich, broken home and used jokes to keep an emotional distance from others. Despite this, the two were good friends. Although Pheobe often seemed to see through Chandler's quick wit, lucrative job and jokey attitude to the damaged and insecure little boy he was on the inside. Little wonder she thought the suicidal man on the phone recounting his woes might have been Chandler.

1 The '90s Represent!

For an entire generation, Friends was the idealistic representation of the nineties and early two-thousands. So massive was the influence of the show and characters on pop culture that even other celebrities began fanboying in the presence of the Friends cast. A cute example of this was when Taylor Swift went on tour for her 1989 album and sang a duet with Lisa Kudrow in character as Pheobe. It's safe to say the mighty Swift was just another fangirl on that day, along with everyone else in the audience.

NEXT: What Happened To Janice After Friends Ended

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Actual things that have happened in Miraculous Ladybug which I still can’t believe

Ladybug rode a giant flying hairdryer

Ladybug rode a dragon

A guy tried to take over Paris with pigeons

A chef encased an entire building in caramel and tried to cook a girl alive in a pool of soup

A 15 year old challenged a panther to a race and the owner was so upset he turned into a dinosaur and ate Ladybug

A rock star was sword-fighting with Chat Noir on a plank suspended at the top of the Eiffel Tower, using a guitar

Said rock star has a pet crocodile

A girl tried to fight off a butterfly with an umbrella while stuck in a lift

Chat Noir was murdered by a supervillain and died in Ladybug’s arms, in an early episode. No, really, he actually died, I’m not even kidding

Ladybug kissed Chat Noir for like 10 seconds while lying on the floor, and he didn’t remember it and she didn’t tell him

Chat Noir threw his bodyguard down a lift shaft from the 8th floor. This has never been brought up again.

A kid used magic bubbles to kidnap all the adults in Paris so he could throw a birthday party

Marinette went on a date with a supervillain

Ladybug tossed Chat Noir in a river

Some smartie in the 19th century invented the hologram and then... didn’t tell anyone?? Except their family?? Why would you keep such awesome new technology a secret??

A 186 year old and his turtle sidekick started shipping two teenagers because of an umbrella

A guy cut the entire Eiffel Tower in half

A strict rich fashion designer pretended to be a butterfly and then pretended to be an aeroplane, and also another time said he was the Easter Bunny

A ridiculously competent toddler managed to brainwash Chat Noir

Santa Claus dabbed

#the more tired i am the more trashy my posts are #miraculous ladybug #random stuff #trash #add onto this if you want #everything in this show sounds weird out of context

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“Stunning limestone cliffs, lagoons with turquoise waters and long stretches of untouched beaches.” Palawan, one of the world’s most beautiful islands, home to the Philippines’ last remaining forests and an internationally recognised biodiversity hotspot.

But this seeming paradise is also the setting for greed, corruption, even murder – and jaw-dropping heroism. Meet the PNNI, the Palawan NGO Network Inc, a strangely grand title for a small band of ragged flipflop-wearing underfunded environmental crusaders, many ‘baptised’ with scars from sharp-toothed chainsaws at the hands of illegal loggers .

50 year old ‘Tata’ Balladares has already led his small band of six environmental para-enforcers up and down the steep mountain slopes of Palawan for 15 hours, searching for signs of illegal logging, only stopping once for 30 minutes sleep on a mountain path. Reporter Kari Malakunas stands by as they stealthily close in on what the whine of a chainsaw gives away as a crime scene – a site of illegal logging.

Completely unarmed, their only weapon in these dangerous situations is surprise. This time luckily, caught in the act of felling a giant apitong tree, are only two young men. Tata asks if they have a permit for the timber, and if the chainsaw is registered. They don’t, and it isn’t. His little band confiscate the men’s chainsaw and machetes, and search the area for possible concealed homemade pistols and rifles.

Tata, though ‘only’ a civilian para-enforcer, wraps up the brief skirmish with calm unflappable authority. But afterwards, during a short break for a meal of rice and dried fish, he breaks down in despair at the enormity of the task the PNNI is facing.

“This should be the work of the government but they are not doing their job. Who else is going to stop this if we’re not here,” he says.

Traditional campaigning has failed to prevent corrupt businessmen, politicians and even the security forces from pillaging the rich resources of this beautiful island. So the PNNI goes for direct action – confiscation and citizen’s arrest – against illegal loggers, miners and cyanide fishers, however many and whoever they may be.

On display at their small HQ in Puerto Princesa is a ‘Christmas tree’ standing two storeys high, made entirely of chainsaws. The organisation has confiscated more than 700 in its 20 years of life, along with a boat used for transporting illegally-logged timber, two drills used for illegal gold mining, and a number of firearms.

Tata and his men may be unarmed themselves – besides being overworked and underfunded – but they have the support of local communities, as anxious as they to stop the despoliation of their island home. Nevertheless, they are ill-matched against their greedy and powerful opponents. It’s an unequal contest.

And though many small and not so small victories are won, as witnessed by the chainsaw ‘tree’ at HQ, there is no end in sight to the war being waged over the paradise of Palawan. It would be demoralising for the best of us. Add to that these men, passionate about preserving their environment though they are, live daily with the inescapable knowledge that the supremely taxing task they have taken upon themselves also puts their lives on the line.

Twelve of their courageous fellow-enforcers have been murdered since 2001. In 2004, PNNI’s founder and leader, environmental lawyer Bobby Chan was out with his team when they discovered the body of Roger Majim, one of their own, on a beach. “The loggers put his flip flops on the mound where they buried him. When we unearthed him he had, I think, 16 stab wounds. His eyes were gouged out. His tongue was cut off. His testicles were cut off and placed in his mouth,” says Chan.

“The government does little to stop the violence and rarely holds anyone to account for the killings,” says Global Witness‘s environmental and land defender campaign leader, Billy Kyte.

The most recent murder was last September. 49-year-old father-of-five, Ruben Arzaga was shot in the head as he was approaching an illegal logging site. Earlier in the year Arzaga, during another mission to confiscate chainsaws from illegal loggers, had told AFP “If this illegal activity is not stopped, I think before my youngest daughter becomes a young adult and has a family of her own, all the big trees here will be gone.”

On their way to Ruben’s funeral, Tata’s team stopped to confiscate another chainsaw. For them it’s simple: forest lost equals their priceless paradise lost. That also means inevitably, extinctions.

These are some of the animals the PNNI are fighting to protect –

Frank Passamonte hatched on Sept. 5, 2011. Turtle was less than a month old at the time of this picture.

Some of the most endangered species of the Philippines. L to R, Top to Bottom: the Philippine eagle (critically endangered), Palawan forest turtle (critically endangered), the rufous-headed hornbill (critically endangered), the Philippine tarsier (near threatened), the bleeding heart mindoro (critically endangered), the Nicobar pigeon (near threatened)

The Palawan purple crab, only discovered in 2012 and already critically endangered by mining, and the Philippine crocodile also critically endangered

The waters surrounding the Philippines have the highest level of marine biodiversity in the world. It is estimated that half of the species that live on Palawan are endemic ie. unique to the island – existing nowhere else in the world.

The hawksbill turtle (critically endangered), the lionfish, and the flamboyant cuttle fish

Those are just a few of the treasures for whom these heroes are risking their lives on a daily basis. “It’s a selfless, courageous task that should be celebrated,” says Billy Kyte, Global Witness.

The country of the Philippines is not just a biodiversity hotspot, but an environmental murder hotspot, one of the most dangerous in the world. Last year in this country, environmental activists were killed at a rate of one every 12 days.

But such egregious violence is not unique to Palawan, or to the Philippines. The problem is worldwide. This is Global Witness’s record of environmental activists, men and women, murdered in 2016, “some shot by police during protests, others gunned down by hired assassins.”

Brazil 49 men and women

Colombia 37

The Philippines 28

India 16

Honduras 14

Nicaragua 11

DR Congo 10

Bangladesh 7

Guatemala 6

Tanzania, Mexico & Peru 3 each

South Africa, Myanmar, Peru 2 each

Ireland (!), Cameroon, Uganda, Tanzania, Zimbabwe, Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, China, Iran and Pakistan 1 each

“Far from the corridors of power ordinary people defending their rights to a healthy environment are being killed in record numbers. If governments are serious about stopping climate change, the very least they can do is to protect the people who are personally taking a stand.”

These are not just statistics. These are flesh and blood, men and women often from indigenous communities, with families of their own. People with a level of courage I can barely imagine, and know I would never be able to emulate, defending their land not just against illegal loggers and miners, but against legal but environmentally destructive industries like mining, agribusiness, logging and hydropower.

“Those who contemplate the beauty of the Earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.” — Rachel Carson

Let us hope and pray that the lives of these protectors of our planet, deserving of our admiration and gratitude in equal measure, do indeed find reserves of strength and last long. And that in 2018 they notch up many more successes protecting paradise and its animals – and above all, stay safe.

Like and follow PNNI’s Facebook page, and send them a few words of encouragement. And if you are ever lucky enough to get to travel to beautiful Palawan, be sure to support them with a visit to PNNI’s HQ in Puerto Princesa.

Take a look at the Rainforest Alliance supporting indigenous peoples, their lands and their wildlife, all around the world. On their website you can sign petitions for the environment until your fingers ache! You can also help protect the planet by donating

Sources

Confiscation crusaders try to save Philippine paradise

Philippines a global hotspot for environmental murders

Bright Purple Crab Discovered in Philippines

A Fragile Butterfly Joins The Face Off At Standing Rock

The Rights of Nature

On April 29, We March for the Future

Tsá Tué, Where People & Animals Are Equal

These Are the Heroes Putting Their Lives on the Line for the Animals of Paradise "Stunning limestone cliffs, lagoons with turquoise waters and long stretches of untouched beaches." Palawan, one of the world's most beautiful islands, home to the Philippines' last remaining forests and an internationally recognised biodiversity hotspot.

#Birds #ClimateChange #Ecosystems #Endangered #Environment #Extinction #Fish #Justice #PlanetEarth #Primates #Wildlife

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English Artist Benedict Radcliffe Wired with Passion

In the opening scene of “Who Framed Roger Rabbit,” Roger stars opposite a sweet, monosyllabic Baby Herman in the animated short, “Something’s Cooking.” Roger flubs his part, the scene is cut, and Herman becomes a garrulous curmudgeon, screaming blue murder at the rabbit before storming off the cartoon set and into the grimy studio lot, possibly in search of a Montecristo No. 2. That moment when Herman and his chubby, watercolor backside waddle into the real world was an absolute mind-bender for children like me at the time.

Today, looking at photographs of English artist Benedict Radcliffe’s automotive wireframe sculptures, the same fuse has blown. An ethereal, gleaming white Toyota Corolla being lifted and carried into a truck by six men, one of whom seems to be at once inside and outside the car. A black London taxi driving past a fluorescent orange outline of the same that seems superimposed but somehow casts a shadow. A hot-pink Range Rover Evoque that looks more hologram than solid matter, and a dayglo Lamborghini Countach that pierces the humdrum of an everyday street scene as an oblivious pigeon pads by. It’s abstract meets everyday, and it’s absolutely stunning.

Specializing in a kind of augmented reality, Benedict Radcliffe builds wireframe car sculptures that capture the essence of the originals.

Amazingly, all this visual chicanery springs from plain old steel rod and a bit of paint. To find out how, I visit Radcliffe’s London studio—an unremarkable, graffitied industrial unit on a quiet East End street, inside which the alchemy takes place. When Radcliffe first took over the space, he filled it with a bright pink skate park commissioned for a shoe launch. Now he lives in the loft, and the main space below is dominated by a huge “datum table” where his wireframe sculptures take shape. Hanging on one side, there’s a comically outsized bicycle frame, and the opposite wall is plastered with full-scale blueprints of a Ferrari F40. By the door sits a white wireframe Honda Gold Wing he displayed at the city’s prestigious Victoria and Albert Museum in 2012.

Chatting in the studio’s kitchen, Radcliffe explains where it all began. While studying at Glasgow’s Mackintosh School of Architecture, he was trained in fabrication and welding by Andy Scott, creator of many landmark installations including “The Kelpies,” a pair of 100-foot horse’s heads sculpted in metal that tower over one of Scotland’s main highways. A year after graduating in 2004, Radcliffe created “Modern Japanese Classic”—a white wireframe Subaru Impreza P1—as part of a personal exhibition. Too large to fit inside the venue, it was “parked” on the street outside, dazzling among the dank, weathered masonry of Glasgow’s city center. With that, his signature style was born.

Most pieces have been 1:1 scale, but he’s also produced smaller works of late, building a 1:6 Toyota Celica Mk7 on skateboard wheels for Mai Ikuzawa, daughter of Le Mans and Formula 2 racer and team owner Tetsu Ikuzawa. Yet he’s not afraid to go large, either: A life-sized JCB JS200 tracked excavator wireframe now sits at the plant manufacturer’s headquarters in England, and a 20-foot-long, six-wheeled Komatsu mining truck is now taking shape at a bigger facility elsewhere.

“It’s quite straightforward—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

But the process remains fairly consistent, regardless of size. Radcliffe collates technical drawings and photographs from the internet, then traces out front, side, and rear elevations by hand to the required scale. It’s far from a simple case of copying what he sees, though. Even at this early stage, deft artistic wit is called for as he distills the vehicle’s form into key features that “capture the shape of the car with an economy of line,” as he neatly puts it. He uses just one gauge of steel rod for each sculpture—0.12 inch on small pieces and usually 0.39 inch on 1:1s—which means he recreates a highly complex, multisurfaced solid form using only what to all intents and purposes is a single, bendable cylinder of metal.

Radcliffe eschews computer-aided design and 3D-printed prototypes in favor of a manual process, literally building on his sketches.

“Everything I do is quite low-tech,” he says. “I’ll start with the blueprints, then extrude up from the plan. I might concentrate on the front bumper first, then the back bumper and the light clusters, building in components. It’s quite straightforward metalwork—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

A homemade (and quite secret) apparatus helps Radcliffe bend the wire, and although a temporary grid is built to help keep the proportions correct, there’s improvisation to the building process, too: little changes here and there, cutting out and replacing lengths of rod, and experimenting with forms until he’s happy with the result. Pointing out the two mismatched loops that form each door mirror on Izukawa’s Celica, he elaborates: “These mirrors are quite abstract, but if I’d just had one loop, they would have looked two-dimensional. A second loop gives more form and depth.”

The Komatsu excavator sculpture weighs just a fraction of the real thing but still tips the scales at 3,300 pounds.

Radcliffe gets some help when it comes to the megasculptures—for example, fabrication of the 100 identical loops that make up the JCB’s tracks were outsourced after he created the master—but otherwise he does all the work himself, including the welding (TIG on the small sculptures, MIG on the rest). It’s often frustrating work—when heat from the welding gun distorts the metal, for instance—but once things start to take shape, it becomes a joy.

“The trick is to make them look simple, but they’re actually quite tricky. Not everyone has the patience,” he acknowledges, “but it’s actually really good fun. After about two months, once I’ve done all the hard work, I can experiment with how to do stuff. Someone might come from an engineer’s point of view and do it differently, but I can go a bit free-form and be more playful.”

The pink Celica and a white BMW E30 M3 Evolution (also 1:6 scale) took almost as long to build as the 10 to 16 weeks required to make a full-scale car, partly due to their intricacy. “You’ve got more steel to mess around with on the big ones, so you can make more mistakes,” Radcliffe says. “The small ones are really fiddly, and it’s difficult to get the welder in.”

The magic is all in the bending of the steel rod.

And the smaller the sculpture, the more the thickness of the paint has an effect on the visual gravity of the finished article. Radcliffe usually spray-paints, but the Celica and M3 were powder coated due to their diminutive size, which bulked them up and produced a tougher look versus the naked wireframe.

So, to retain more detail, Radcliffe kept the 0.12-inch rod but moved up to 1:5 scale for his subsequent project, a Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione. Unpainted, without wheels, and up on temporary stilts, it is not yet finished but is utterly mesmerizing in its accuracy, from hood bulges and box wheel arches to the tiny Lancia shield on the nose and the distinctive rear-wing mounts. A rare concession to technology is the MDF jig Radcliffe had made by a CNC router to help form the Lancia’s intricate, 18-spoke wheels, but he can be forgiven for that; they’re shrunk from 15 inches across to just 3.

The intricacy of Radcliffe’s work is even more apparent in his 1:6-scale sculptures, which have to capture the key details with even less steel.

Examining the Delta, my instinct is to click and drag a mouse to rotate the digital-looking form in front of me. The fact you can actually move around it, or even pick it up and hold it in your hand, is a genuine wonder.

In contrast, the towering JCB and Komatsu are edificial—at 3,300 pounds, the latter weighs 10 times as much as a full-scale car wireframe—and required more of an engineering-focused approach to accommodate their trusses and overhangs. He says these creations, which are built piece by piece in component form, are more about structural integrity than playfulness and line—yet he still likens them to big Lego bricks.

You’ve probably gathered that Radcliffe’s clients are eclectic to say the least, with corporate patrons such as Toyota, Jaguar Land Rover, and Nike, the latter for whom he built a giant wireframe Air Max shoe. Other projects include a Citroën DS-style hovercar from the “Judge Dredd” comics that was commissioned by a toy shop in London, and in 2014 Heathrow Airport bought one of his orange London taxis to make a vivid centerpiece for the departure lounge in Terminal 2. As is the art world’s way, pricing is fluid, but Heathrow paid around $130,000. That early Subaru P1 went to a collector for $30,000, while the Countach that Radcliffe sold privately in 2008 went under RM Sotheby’s hammer six years later for $116,500.

Never one to shy away from a challenge, Radcliffe is working on a 1:5-scale sculpture of the dauntingly complex Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione.

But you get the distinct feeling fiscal concerns are more a means than an end—a way for Radcliffe to keep doing the work he loves. He’s chomping at the bit to finish the little Integrale (it’s going to be painted brilliant white), while the 1:1 Ferrari F40 is next and will grace the Classic Car Club Manhattan’s cavernous riverside clubhouse in Hell’s Kitchen. I ask what else he’d choose to build, which prompts a flurry of glossy car book pages and various printouts. He admired the “democratic” attainability of the Impreza, and the people’s champion theme continues with the Peugeot 205 GTI, but Porsche features, too, as a Kremer Racing 935 and modified 911 from Japanese outfit RWB are also on the wish list. And then there’s the Ferrari 288 GTO: “Oh my God, those wheel arches! Absolutely filthy!”

And with those words, Radcliffe explains why his work gets gearheads frothing at the brain: He is one, too.

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English Artist Benedict Radcliffe Wired with Passion

Specializing in a kind of augmented reality, Benedict Radcliffe builds wireframe car sculptures that capture the essence of the originals.

“It’s quite straightforward—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

Radcliffe eschews computer-aided design and 3D-printed prototypes in favor of a manual process, literally building on his sketches.

The Komatsu excavator sculpture weighs just a fraction of the real thing but still tips the scales at 3,300 pounds.

The magic is all in the bending of the steel rod.

The intricacy of Radcliffe’s work is even more apparent in his 1:6-scale sculptures, which have to capture the key details with even less steel.

Never one to shy away from a challenge, Radcliffe is working on a 1:5-scale sculpture of the dauntingly complex Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione.

And with those words, Radcliffe explains why his work gets gearheads frothing at the brain: He is one, too.

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English Artist Benedict Radcliffe Wired with Passion

Specializing in a kind of augmented reality, Benedict Radcliffe builds wireframe car sculptures that capture the essence of the originals.

“It’s quite straightforward—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

Radcliffe eschews computer-aided design and 3D-printed prototypes in favor of a manual process, literally building on his sketches.

The Komatsu excavator sculpture weighs just a fraction of the real thing but still tips the scales at 3,300 pounds.

The magic is all in the bending of the steel rod.

The intricacy of Radcliffe’s work is even more apparent in his 1:6-scale sculptures, which have to capture the key details with even less steel.

Never one to shy away from a challenge, Radcliffe is working on a 1:5-scale sculpture of the dauntingly complex Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione.

And with those words, Radcliffe explains why his work gets gearheads frothing at the brain: He is one, too.

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English Artist Benedict Radcliffe Wired with Passion

Specializing in a kind of augmented reality, Benedict Radcliffe builds wireframe car sculptures that capture the essence of the originals.

“It’s quite straightforward—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

Radcliffe eschews computer-aided design and 3D-printed prototypes in favor of a manual process, literally building on his sketches.

The Komatsu excavator sculpture weighs just a fraction of the real thing but still tips the scales at 3,300 pounds.

The magic is all in the bending of the steel rod.

The intricacy of Radcliffe’s work is even more apparent in his 1:6-scale sculptures, which have to capture the key details with even less steel.

Never one to shy away from a challenge, Radcliffe is working on a 1:5-scale sculpture of the dauntingly complex Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione.

And with those words, Radcliffe explains why his work gets gearheads frothing at the brain: He is one, too.

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I watched episodes 1 & 2 of the new season of Stranger Things on Netflix this weekend, its been a long time coming. I’ve been waiting patiently for this season since the last one ended. The show grew on me in a big way, i did not like it initially. Something about it is mysterious and innocent and this season looks to have more of a suspenseful and scary vibe. I’ve only watched two episodes thus far so this is an incomplete project but I felt I needed to write about it because i haven’t blogged a long one in a few days. What follows are my hot takes, conspiracy theories, and honorable mentions of “Stranger Things” Season 2.

Ah, the ’80’s, things were slower back then i’m sure, i wouldn’t know though because i was -10 in 1980. The fact that in one of the opening scenes the boys are scrambling for quarters to go play arcade games just tells me that those were the good days. Reminds me of the movie/documentary, “The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters”, if you haven’t seen that i suggest that you stop reading this blog and go watch that documentary, you will not be let down, you will also have your masculinity tested by a man named Billy Mitchell. Also that is probably the only time i’ll suggest that you stop reading the blog so you know its worth it. Anyways, quarters are king and Mike robs Nancy of her piggy bank which i think is just great, but also i feel like Nancy is a bit too old for a piggy bank.

So the boys (Will, Mike, Lucas, and Dustin) rally at the local arcade room, Those for sure were only around for laundering money i imagine, and get to playing. At some point Will hears something and wanders off and somehow he is pulled into the upside-down place, his home pretty much the whole 1st season, and sees a dark sky with red lightning and a shadow demon thing with tornadoes for arms and then snaps out of it. First off i would like to say that i do not completely understand what the show writers are going for with the existence of the “Upside-down” place. I guess the easiest way to explain it is an alternate dimension that’s evil and terrible, but i just don’t know how it all works. I will admit that i think that if i were to somehow be instantly teleported to a place like that, i would for sure only be able to cry and close my eyes until i inevitably died because that place, and that monster thing seem completely terrifying. With all of that being said i think that calling it “The Upside-Down Place” is a rookie move and who ever came up with it needs to go to prison. It’s like calling it “Creepy Avenue” or “Elm Street”, how about a better name for the place that your main characters fear and where pure evil resides. As a matter of fact i will no longer refer to it as the “Upside-down” place and from here on out it will be called the “Thunderdome” or “Satans Basement” or “Oklahoma” ANYTHING but “Upside-down” place. So, Will snaps out of it somehow and his excuse to his friend for being outside is that he needed some air, I found that funny because this show is set in the 80’s and no chance kids were as messed up and snowflakey as they are now. “Needing some air” in the 80’s was just something you said when you wanted your 3rd cigarette from your 2nd pack of the day, i assume. Be more dramatic Will.

The cameos in these first two episodes were very interesting and i didn’t hate them, i’d actually be excited if they all stayed on as regulars. First we have Brett Gelman playing Murray Bauman, aparrently some kind of private investigator with suspicion of Russian assistance in the events that transpired last season. Gelman is killing it lately with the cameos and honestly is just a really funny guy, i will never forget him in The Other Guys as the Arnold Palmer obsessed wanna-be swinger who begs Will Ferrels character to bang his wife.

Next and my favorite so far is the incomparable Mikey Walsh, the lovable Samwise Gamgee, Rudy HIMSELF, Sean Astin playing Bob “The Brain” Newby. Sean Astin is top 10 in my favorite actors, all around good dude, and just as lovable as they get. His character in Stranger Things is Joyce Byers’ new love interest it seems, and he does a fantastic job. The dynamic between him and Joyce is weird but i am fully invested after 2 episodes. Sean Astin nerding out about video cameras and radio shack is grade-a television folks.

Other than that there is a new pair of sibling characters in the show, Billy and Maxine AKA MadMax, that i just don’t know about yet. Billy is an absolute psychopath that resembles a younger Zac Efron who is fond of younger Zac Efrons who drives like a bat outta hell. This Billy dude is like a cross between Kurt Cobain on a bender and Jack Nicholson from The Shining. Pure crazy, but an entertaining character. His sister, i’m assuming, Maxine (or Max as she so rudely corrected the zany teacher at the school) is a very boyish little girl who is apparently good at arcade games and skateboarding, possessing some of the same crazy traits as her aforementioned brother. Some subtle yet understandable misogyny is featured in a scene where the boys are spying on her and say something along the lines of “girls cant play video games”. There is a new psychiatrist guy that talks to Will too but he is very boring and on the bad guys side so i don’t particularly care for him. Out of the new characters i mentioned above i would rank them accordingly: 1. Bob 2. Murray 3. Billy 4. Maxine 956. Doctor Boring D.O.

As for our returning characters a lot has changed in good ole Hawkins and its nearing the one year anniversary of the finale of last season some time around Halloween, obviously. The iconic Reagan Bush ’84 Campaign signs make an appearance in these episodes a couple of times in peoples yards and i love it, shout out Rowdy Gentleman. The boys are still up to their nerdy shenanigans riding around on bikes and talking on their giant walkie-talkies. An exciting part is that they dress up as Ghostbusters for Halloween and being the season is set in 1984 i give 1,000 kudos to the kids for being such trailblazing fans of the film, and 2,000 kudos to their parents for making the costumes from scratch. There is a pretty comical argument between Mike and Lucas on who gets to be Venkman, Bill Murrays character, with an awkward reference to the only black Ghostbuster, Winston Zeddemore played by Ernie Hudson, being lame because he was late to the team.

Mike is emotionally invested in 2 boxes of toys for some reason and misses the hell out of his superhuman girlfriend, 11, just being an emo little baby pretty much the whole time. Will and Mike make some weird pact while trick-or-treating where Mike says “If you’re weird, I’m Weird” kind of like Ryan Gossling does in the Notebook (If you’re a bird, I’m a bird). Lucas and Dustin fight over who is gonna date Maxine.

Our guy Will, who spent the majority of last season in the Thunderdome, has turned into a monster in the eyes of the kids at school. He gets bullied a bit, being called “Zombie Boy” and getting notes put in his locker saying the same thing, thank god Twitter or Facebook didn’t exist back then or this dude would of 13 Reasons Why’d his way through the rest of this season, probably. He takes it with stride though, animating his new nickname pretty artistically, wouldn’t be surprised if he creates a comic book about his Zombie alter ego and becomes a millionaire.

Steve and Nancy are still an item, probably my second favorite couple behind Johnathan and crippling loneliness. Nancy has become annoying because out of the clouds she starts actually caring that her friend Barb is dead, probably because she feels guilty, i mean you’d have to be an idiot to not blame Nancy for the demise of our homely heroine, Barb. There is a scene where Nancy and Steve go have dinner with Barbs parents and enjoy some KFC #fingerlickingood. Barbs parents are delusional at this point, in denial that Barb is dead. They are not in good health, mainly because of the fried chicken, and have plans to sell their home to fund a wild goose chase led by the wacky ex-journalist, P.I. Bauman. That should be successful. R.I.P Barb. Some how Steve has become more likable. Probably because of his hair which has some how become bigger, the higher the hair the closer to heaven, i see you Steve. Nancy and Steve go to a Halloween party together where she gets tipsy on some jungle juice, or as the raging toga bro, who is later seen yakking his brains out, calls it, “Pure Fuel”. Nancy, in typical white girl wasted fashion, says “bullshit” 9 million times after getting a cup of hunch punch spilled on her and brings up the past (Her and Steve basically murdering Barb, gone but never forgotten). Surprisingly Steve peaces out instead of taking advantage of Nancy like he did last season. Johnathan, in typical lonely guy fashion, swoops in like a sad pigeon and saves the day by taking her home and tucking her in. I feel it is necessary to say that i think Johnathan looks like an anorexic Bill Hader from SNL and i hope other people see that too.

My favorite character, 11, or Elle as Chief Hopper adorably calls her, has taken up residence in a cabin out in the sticks. Chief Hopper is my 2nd favorite character in the show and he has become some type of father figure to 11 letting her stay in his cabin and is keeping her safe from the Russians or whoever is trying to get her. 11 is still a super hero and controls stuff with her mind. She has grown her hair out lookin like a jerry curl gettin real high up there, watch out Steve. Hopper is still whippin around in that dope ass Trailblazer and totin that 6-shooter like a rootin tootin cowboy, they should call him Sheriff instead of Chief. The interaction between Sheriff Hopper and 11 is perfect and comical. 11 is still very robot-like and says “five one five” instead of 5:15 at one point alluding that she hasn’t become much more normal than the first season. There are a few flashbacks to season one including one where 11 is breaking through some gooey womb-like substance out of Thunderdome and it reminds me of Jim Carrey being born from a rhino in Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls. In another scene 11 kills and begins to cook a squirrel to eat and then beams it at some hunter dudes face in the woods because i guess that’s what Russian cyborgs do. Sheriff Hopper misses hanging out with Elle for Halloween and that broke my heart, do better man.

As usual the soundtrack for the show is the absolute best, the beginning credit song that sounds like Daft Punk time traveled back to the 80’s is up there with Game of Thrones intro song. So far the show is fantastic and there are a lot more witty references and noteworthy things to say but i have just realized that i have written 2,000+ words and most of this was just mindless stammering on and so with that i give my superlatives and predictions thus-far:

Most likely to die alone: Jonathan Byers

Worst Father of the Year: Sheriff Hopper

Most likely to Smash for sure: Hopper and Joyce

Most Improved: Barb

Best Hair: Steve

Probably Gonna Finish Last: Bob “The Brain” Newby

Most Athletic: The Bike Boys

Life of the Party: Yoga bro

Most Likely to Become President: Reagan Bush ’84

Biggest Twist: Barb is alive!

Token Black Guy: Lucas

Least Likely to do Anything, Ever: The dumb psychiatrist guy

Most likely to end up in jail or an insane asylum probably: Billy

Most Likely To Confuse The Millennium Falcon with the Starship Enterprise: My Fiance while watching the show with me.

Stranger Things: Season 2 Return of Barb, Maybe. I watched episodes 1 & 2 of the new season of Stranger Things on Netflix this weekend, its been a long time coming.

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English Artist Benedict Radcliffe Wired With Passion

Specializing in a kind of augmented reality, Benedict Radcliffe builds wireframe car sculptures that capture the essence of the originals.

“It’s quite straightforward—cutting, welding, and grinding—but it’s the manipulation of the steel rod I’m drawing with that is really important.”

Radcliffe eschews computer-aided design and 3D-printed prototypes in favor of a manual process, literally building on his sketches.

The Komatsu excavator sculpture weighs just a fraction of the real thing but still tips the scales at 3,300 pounds.

The magic is all in the bending of the steel rod.

The intricacy of Radcliffe’s work is even more apparent in his 1:6-scale sculptures, which have to capture the key details with even less steel.

Never one to shy away from a challenge, Radcliffe is working on a 1:5-scale sculpture of the dauntingly complex Lancia Delta Integrale Evoluzione.

And with those words, Radcliffe explains why his work gets gearheads frothing at the brain: He is one, too.

Source: http://chicagoautohaus.com/english-artist-benedict-radcliffe-wired-with-passion/

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