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gold star for my boy TK for always managing to be the cutest in the room
#NO ONE COULD BEAT HIM AT IT#he looks so effing cute in his uniform I'm so ready to sound like a broken record talking about it all season long#911 lone star#911 ls#tk strand#ronen rubinstein
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𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)
PART 13
PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 ,
PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12
A/n : -
HI IM BACKKKKK
sorry for disappearing so suddenly, i bet yall have been waiting and i am so so SO sorryyyy.
Life news ! : I am a university student now !
I was seriously gonna update last week, but orientation week was EFFING HELL (like who tf sends me to sleep at 1, and then wake up at 5. not to mention the LINE TO THE SHOWERS--
anyways, now that things are a little more stable now, i should be updating again ! thank you for waiting and being so patient my beloveds !
Here is a little more lore dump before we get on with the main story !!
I'll update that in a few days, i promise...i'm so sorry ;;-;;
Taglist : -
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@shadowfoxey , @helloyuki , @immahuman
"Lady (Y/n)...a-are you alright ?" the master diviner asked the dragon woman before her, eyes wide with concern and confusion.
"Wh...what happened...I...I don't remember what happened..." the legendary woman asked, looking at Fu Xuan with the same emotion swirling in her (e/c) eyes.
What was it that she had just witnessed earlier ? Why did she feel like something was missing from her...?
Something was indeed stolen from her.
"Lady (Y/n)...you...once you entered the Matrix of Prescience, I...I lost all connection to you. I couldn't reach your consciousness. It was as if something was in my place, watching over you instead. It blocked me out and..."
"And when I regained hold of the true reality, you and I are here, staring at each other..." Fu Xuan said, looking fearful and confused.
This wasn't something she had ever confronted before, not even past all those centuries of learning, studying, foreseeing and foretelling.
"Did you...see something...?"
"Perhaps...the Ambrosial Arbor's resurrection and the Stellaron contamination is hazing up the sea of ancient tales..."
Ambrosial....Arbor...
Stellaron...Contamination...
"My Lady ! Get back ! The infestation of the Plagues Author is overwhelming and will be breaching our ranks ! We must retreat !" called out a distant voice.
"Wh-what...?" (Y/n) muttered, feeling a blunt thumping in her head.
"No ! I mustn't hide ! He hasn't returned yet ! I must find him ! He needs me !" a familiar voice screamed out, pure terror and fear heard in her quivering voice.
The dragon lady stumbled backwards, finding it even hard to get a grasp of reality, much less balancing herself on her two feet. Her hand was put to her head, fingers digging into her head as she grimaced and winced. Eyes closed, as her ears blocked out all other noise.
"Lady Dan Jia !"
'Where...am I...?'
As she opened her eyes...she was in the dark, sinking further and further into the unknown. The darkness that engulfed her was cold, wet, and lonely...
Her tired (e/c) eyes only looked up, breaths escaping her lips forming bubbles of air varying in size and density. Her body felt heavy, head no longer pounding, as she submitted her fate to the deep unknown.
"No ! Why didn't it work ?! Why isn't she waking up !" a distraught voice screamed out through the sound of pattering rain.
It was as if a void had ripped through the space of unknown, bright light of the gloomy sky displayed before her. There was a horned man, dark brown hair shining with wetness from the rain as he held a figure tightly in his arms.
"No, no, no ! This wasn't supposed to happen ! She was supposed to survive, and she would wake up ! Why isn't she waking up ?!" the voice screamed desperately as he held the body close to his chest, tears running down his cheeks.
"Dan Jia ! D-Dan...Dan Jia ! Wake up ! Y-you were meant to awake after taking the heart ! Y-you weren't supposed to still be tied to the heart ! Why did you tie yourself to it ?!"
"Dan Jia..."
"My beloved sister..."
"Wake up...please..."
"Please...I beg you..."
"Open your eyes, sister..."
"I'm sorry..."
Tears escaped (Y/n)'s eyes as she watched the display of tragic love of siblings being displayed in front of her. The cries of Dan Feng as he cradled his sister in his arms pierced through the sound of rain.
"Now...I have no one..." the man said woefully.
"I betrayed you...I used Yingxing...I took advantage of your love towards your soulmate...I took advantage of your care to me...I took advantage of his devotion to you and his loyalty to me..."
"I had him bait you into stripping you of the Heart... our plan failed and she...she turned into a monstrosity. Because you weren't ready to give up the heart, not all power was surrendered to her...not all our authority was given to her..."
"Why...why did I force it from you...? Why did I have Yingxing bait you here ? Because I knew... you would never go against the Unpardonable Sins, if it wasn't Yingxing that wilted to the ground had his time come..."
"But now..."
Before she could hear more, the vision of the previous High Elder cradling his sister in his arms faded before her.
"Let me see her one more time..." a voice whispered, feeling defeated, relishing all hold of his fate to those who held him tight in their hold.
"Dan feng..." the slow lazy voice (Y/n) had recognized almost immediately.
"I said let me see her one more time !" The man roared, chains that held him down clashing and clanging as he refuted, his tail smashing wildly. Shackles that held him down was not spared a single glance. His skin was marred and raw from the friction, but he cared not.
All he craved for was a final glimpse of his sister, and he would go through the molting rebirth. He didn't care what they did to him. he didn't care what would happen to him after.
"Please...Jing Yuan....let me see my sister for the last time...I beg you..." the High Elder begged.
For the arrogant, high and might High Elder Imbibator Lunae to beg, kneeling on the ground by the feet of the current general of the Luofu...
"I was going to let you see her anyway. You deserve to see her one last time, at least." Jing Yuan replied, kneeling down to the level of his friend.
"Sister..." she heard as the rift before her dissipated just as the first vision did.
In that motionless space of time, she felt warm arms creeping from behind. They meant her no hostility, and she reacted not as they wrapped around her form, pulling her down. Her back then came into contact with another surface, warm and breathing, comforting and beating. Another chest.
"I'm...not her..." was the first thing that escaped her lips in that void.
"Dan Jia..." the voice replied again.
"Let me go."
And before her was the man she's been seeing constantly in her dreams. Though he wasn't real...
The man before her was a handsome man, even more so now that he was standing before her. His long brown hair flowed, his teal horns perched on his head glowing as brightly as his lustrous teal eyes. His expression was serious, without an ounce of regret that she had now addressed herself by a different name as he stood before her a few feet away.
"You are indeed still Dan Jia. You have the same face and voice, a voice I yearn to hear since you left. Yet your power...your memories...you--"
"I told you, I am not HER !" the woman screamed, hands to her heart as she screamed her lungs out, denying all the claims the man before her had spread out to the table.
"What makes you so sure that you aren't her ?"
"She may be my past..." (Y/n) said, her fan appearing in her hand.
The woman began running towards the man before her, her fan materializing in her hand.
"But she wont lead my future !"
"Ignorant." he replied, a spear forming in his hands, familiar to her eyes. But she knew it wasn't her own eyes. It was Dan Jia's.
With strength and fury running through her veins, she parried all the attacks struck by the man before her. Sparks flew from the collisions, as (Y/n) controlled her fan in her hand, sending strikes, even using telepathy and magic to control the weapon out of her hands.
The man never faltered, letting out his own lines of sorrow and reminiscence. He attacked back the woman before him, eyes clouded but expression stern.
"Your attacks are the same as hers. Your moves, your stance...it's all hers ! " He exclaimed, grabbing his spear and swinging it in her direction. "You are her ! Dan Jia !"
Suddenly the man launched up two fingers straight up. And (Y/n) gasped, feeling a tremendous amount of pain pierce her. Spears of water impaled her body, hooking her and pulling her down to the depths of the deep dark sea.
(Y/n) gasped and screamed, hands failing to try prevent herself from descending deeper into the water, familiar pain coursing through her veins. The sensation of her skin torn, her muscle and meat being torn out from her back and chest....
And the heart. The source of her power.
Or rather the lack of it.
Tears pricked her eyes as she endured the pain, her screams forming bubbles that drifted up to the surface who knows how many feet above her.
Phantom pain that coursed through her body caused her breathing to hitch, even when there was nothing at all that had even done so much as dented her skin, not even those spears.
All of that was just deep memories...
Memories...
Of Dan Jia...and her past.
Her smiles...her laughs...her dances...
Her joys and her sorrows...
And all those people appeared in her mind. Baiheng...Jingliu...Jing Yuan...Yingxing...
Where did all of them go...?
She couldn't think anymore...so she closed her eyes and let herself fall deeper and deeper.
"(Y/n), my princess..." the warm lazy voice of the man that had taken care of her since she awoke resounding loudly.
Her eyes opened to meet a vision of Jing Yuan as he helped her out of the starskiff, a warm and lazy smile playing on his lips, emotions swirling in his honey gold eyes.
But other people relapsed her mind as she reached out her hand to the man before her.
Bailu...Yanqing...Blade...Jing Yuan...
"(Y/n)..." the husky voice of the man she holds dear called out. Strong arms wrapped her figure from behind, as a head landed on her shoulder. She closed her eyes to bask in the feeling of his arms that held her close.
She was like them. Like Blade and Jing Yuan.
Blade who is just a shell of his former self and a living weapon that lives in Yingxing's shadow.
Jing Yuan who had lived for hundreds of years, but still living on no matter how much burden he had to shoulder since he was young.
(Y/n) is like them. A person who lives in the shadow of her former self, yet carries the burden, pain and memories of the person she no longer was.
Visions of her past self and current self began to surge into her, reminding her of who she once was, reminding her of who she is. The pain that surged her body was proof enough that she was still who she was trying to run from.
What Dan Feng is saying has some truth to it. But he was wrong.
She was indeed Dan Jia... but she is (Y/n) as well.
"You...killed me once..." she whispered, feeling determination consume her fragile and pure soul as she opened her eyes, bright (e/c) eyes that ebbed with the shine of a Vidyadhara High Elder.
"You took my power...and my lover..." she said, voice growing stronger as her hands as she began to channel as much energy into her arms, trying to rise to the surface.
"So don't get in the way of my future !" She screamed, powering through the pain that pulsed through her body, overcoming the suffering that kept her awake with the new resolution.
The water around her burst, releasing her from its cold and harsh conditions. Her horns and tail shone brightly alongside the power that seeped from the vibrancy of her eyes. Her fan appeared once again in her hand, and the faint tingling from the windchime earring on her right ear reminded her of herself.
Chains came up from the ground, shackling her in place, just as she had seen in her visions. Dan Feng chained down to the ground, in the shackling prison, alone and cold.
"You will pay for the sights and visions you have seen. For you and me are one of the same heart. One of the same power. One of the same High elder of the Luofu."
"I will not atone for this sins you have committed ! I refuse to be subjected to a life I did not lead myself into ! And you shouldn't let him suffer either !" she said as she pulled at the chains.
"You have nowhere to run." The man before her said.
"But I have someplace to return !" She declared back, swinging her fan powerfully as the water bent to her command, breaking the chains beneath her.
The man before her looked stunned, his long brown hair flowing freely before a warm, unfamiliar smile graced his lips. The woman before him was still as fragile as ever. Kind and gentle, as her attacks never meant to land a hit on him at all.
It was still his sister that was standing before him. All grown up. Independent.
The dragon woman before him was still fearful of him, and he didn't blame her. After all, he had caused her demise of the past...involving her without consent, with consequences spiraling out of his power.
"Very well...lead a life you would regret the least..." the dragon man before her said.
"But remember...the pain that you bring with you upon obtaining these memories and power shall be yours alone to handle."
"For blood runs thicker than water."
"She's awake ! Hurry, get the Master Diviner ! The Imbibator Saltator has awoke !" Said a bright and familiar voice.
As (Y/n) opened her eyes, she was met with the worried eyes of the current High Elder of the Vidyadhara. But for some reason...she felt particularly close to this...girl.
"Are you alright ? Try not to stress yourself out too much. You've been through a lot..." The dragon lady said.
The way her turquoise eyes shone brightly with mischief and childish delight...the way her purple hair flowed freely behind her as she ran around. The way she called (Y/n)'s name so gently and carefully.
"Baiheng...?" She said, letting the name slip past her lips without her realizing.
"No...sorry...Miss...Bailu. I let a slip of tongue a moment there..." she said, shaking her head softly as she tried to sit up.
"No, it's alright. I understand that you can still be a little disoriented !" Bailu said, brightly, handing her a cup of Immortal's Delight.
Why did she feel so...close to Bailu...?
Why...did she call Bailu...Baiheng...?
Then it hit her.
She never knew what happened to Baiheng.
She wondered what had transpired once she had been subdued to a cold and deep slumber for a couple hundred years...
But she for sure couldn't see Blade and Dan Feng's reincarnation the same way ever again...
#dragon's cradle#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail x you#hsr x you#hsr x reader#hsr jing yuan x reader#hsr jing yuan x you#jing yuan x reader#jing yuan x you#hsr blade x reader#hsr blade x you#blade x you#blade x reader
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Love From the Other Side (Fall Out Boy)
We were a hammer to the statue of David/We were a painting you could never frame, and/You were the sunshine of my lifetime/What would you trade the pain for?/This city always hangs a little bit lonely on me, loose/Like a kid playing pretend in his father's suit/I'd never go, I just want to be invited
"Our love was so strong and real and intense, but it burned out, it hurt us. And I still think it was worth it. I still love you, and even if I'm not there, I'll still give you all of that love when the worst happens. I hope you can feel it when I do. The whole song is basically about the idea that love, for all of the good, incredible things it is, can still MAJORLY fuck you up. Honestly, I could have put any combination of lyrics from this song under the lyric section because every single line hits so hard."
Goodbye to a World (Porter Robinson)
Thank you, I'll say goodbye now/Though its the end of the world, don't blame yourself/And if its true, I will surround you and give life to a world/That's our own
"The feeling of it is. like someone dying, or otherwise leaving someone. and they don't want to leave them alone, but they have to go. and they don't want the person to be sad, they want them to live! and live happily! but it just reminds me of losing someone close to you and that feeling. it's bittersweet, almost. feeling glad that you got to know them, and sad that they're gone."
Poll Runner: So effing beautiful with headphones! The beginning ramp up sounds like you're in a cave filled with different coloured lights all swirling around you, getting more and more beautiful with every note- I couldn't phrase this more coherently if I tried. Oh yeah, and the lyrics are super sad.
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To the anon that asked about High Infidelity, I accidently deleted your question, but will answer below.
The questions was approximately 'why are you convinced that high infidelity is not actually about cheating on a partner?' And the short answer would be Girl at Home (maybe in combination with Babe). Back in 2012 Taylor was writing songs about both being cheated on and how much that hurt, and about how she doesn't want to be the girl somebody else cheats on their partner with, even if she really wants this person. That says a lot to me about her attitude towards cheating and infidelity. She wrote a whole song about resisting the temptation to hook up with somebody that you really want because they have someone else waiting for them, says that she feels 'a responsibility to do what is upstanding and right', even though she doesn't know the partner, she knows what it feels like to be cheated on. So, for that reason, I'm pretty sure that all these years later Taylor wouldn't write a song about herself cheating on someone. If she did, she'd be real effing quiet about it. Also, High Infidelity just makes no sense in the way of actual cheating, the 'freeloading' whilst also saying 'at the house lonely, good money' and the 'picket fence as sharp as knives'... idk but it all makes so much more sense to me when taking it to be about lying to her fans.
Side note, I only recently made the connection that in Girl at Home, Taylor tells the person to 'lose her number' so they can't be tempted to contact each other, and later she writes a song about how she can only send a Message in a Bottle 'hoping it gets to you'... so maybe she got this person after all ;)
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Okay
So like
I know it doesn't fit with your design because from what I can tell Grian is probably a fairy or something similar in the fae category (there so many things that count as far man, gnomes, trolls, kelpies, selkies, among so so so many other things- well- I know for at least Celtic origins, you might be basing things off another belief system that has fae in it but that's just too much rambling and not focused on what I wanna say-) that naturally/biologically has wings
But also
But also but also but also
I had a very random thought burst into my brain because of your fae Grian
About Grian being a pixie (type of fae), which are very mischievous and love to pull pranks and tricks on people- but they don't have wings
And in my head I was omg could you imagine if Grian was a pixie who made himself an artificial pair of wings to look more like a fairy/other type of fae so people trust him more/won't immediately want to try and keep him away with iron (iron burns fae) (also like because of how dangerous and how fair pixies go with their "pranks" they're considered very very dangerous and should not be trifled with- plus mostly they're considered apathetic, and considered to have little to no empathy- and I feel like Grian would have empathy, and we all know he doesn't ever wanna like, he probably wouldn't want to scar his friends for like or entrap them in a deal that would force them to do his bidding for eternity- so like- that's why I'm like- he'd make himself some wings cause not only is flying really effing cool, but also it's probably really lonely to be a pixie he doesn't wanna go too fair, some pixies would probably consider him a buzz kill, and others probably wouldn't trust him- so what does he do? Become a fairy)
Okay I'm sorry for ranting in your inbox I'll leave now sorry if this is like stupid or if any of it is bad or makes you uncomfortable or anything
I'm soooorryyyyyy
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YO WHAT DONT APOLOGIZE
This is so so cool!!!
also i love the slight grian angst,,,
#struda responds#i swear i'd have more to say but im so so tired#sorry#but pls never ever apologize for rambling at me#its so cool#fae grian
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ok @caffeineecold Suitehearts thoughts (with only a small helping of Kobra bc I'm still kinda thinking all those dynamics out... soz)
ok so in my mind palace (kskfjsfk) the Suitehearts as a group are both known for 1) racing, bc of Sandman ( and on rare occasion Crab also I think) and 2) being the closest thing the Zones have to like... an ambulance. bc in my headcanon I kinda strayed away from the TV show thing (sorry) EXCEPT that that's where Benzedrine took his name from. bc he was a final-year med resident in the City and got mixed up in an experimental thing that went wrong and kinda just... really really messed up his head for a long time. like even years after he still has affects of it (brain fog, really bad dissociation, stuff like that) but when he first ran for the Zones it was like. REALLY BAD. he was really effed up. luckily for him (and eventually, jokingly, maybe unluckily too lol) he was found by this weird loner kid who called himself Mr. Sandman. Benzedrine thought of him as "the boy with two mouths" for A While after they met even though he Knew Sandman's name, it just... wouldn't quite click at first
(and actually as a matter of fact my version of Benzedrine has a lot of issues regarding names in general, especially his own bc he still feels connected to his City name and who he was before and feels weirdly disassociated with his Killjoy/chosen name sometimes, even though he specifically chose that name bc it's still similar to his City name. it's weird. his brain is weird about names, let's leave it at that)
Sandman kinda showed Benzedrine the ropes and how Zone life works, which was great for both of them because 1) Benze woulda frickin died on his own, and 2) Sandman at this point didn't really have any close friends. I'm thinking he knew Kobra and the Four at this point from the crashtrack but that's always been a little bit different, Sandman chose to be a lone wolf but racetrack friendships/truce/whatever that whole thing is are still different than having a crew to call your own, yknow?
so at this point, Sandman basically is his own mechanic. he thinks all his friends are dead. last he heard, his best friend growing up had been caught and Drac'd. this makes him EXTRA pissy at the track and leads to some escalating tensions with Kobra in particular in that Sandman's response to grief is uh... basically he gets mad at the first person he can, which when Kobra beats him in a race is... yeah. you get what I'm saying. cue "freckle, freckle, what makes you so special?" and the thematic resonance of "I'm gonna leave you," because Sandman! has this massive issue! of blaming other people! for crap that's not their (or anyone's) fault! he's mad at Donnie for leaving him in the worst way possible. he's mad at the people he knew for dying. he's mad at Kobra for being effing better than him at his favorite thing in the world that he's put all of his heart into. and that turns into a heightened level of resentment and a whole lot of other issues
(which is also a whole thing bc it means the Rest of the Four AND Benzedrine have to witness/put up with this crap and ngl they're all deeply annoyed by it. this is how Benze and Jet become friends, in a loose sense of the term, because they both need someone to bitch to about their weird friends skfkdkgmsk)
anyway so. spoiler alert: Donnie isn't frickin dead. and his distant cousin, one H. Shoe Crab, nearly died saving him from BLI. Crab is mute bc of this, Donnie, once he's back in his right mind, will never forgive himself. even though it was, yknow, out of his control (idk how it works in "canon" but I'm pretending you can save people who've been Drac'd ok? ok).
there's a whole... series of events I haven't figured out yet that lead to a reunion. Sandman is over the moon about having his best friend back (and he also knew Crab, way back when, but not as well) so they very naturally and also very chaotically end up becoming a crew — which is great, bc Dr Benze has this wild idea to use his medical knowledge to help anyone in the Zones who needs it. it's kind of a space that needs filled bc most organized crews have A Medic, but usually they're just... doing their best with very limited learning and recources. an actual doctor? with training? who knows how to do the hard things like amputate a limb Properly or fight a viral infection? that's like... insane and incredible. and also a little bit puzzling to the others, but they're all 100% in after a bit of convincing. it's uh... pretty chaotic and there's definitely some crap that could be considered medical malpractice but like they're saving lives however they can and it's not like they have general anesthesia in the Zones so... yeah.
and Donnie absolutely is Sandman's mechanic once they reunite. like they used to fix old stuff up like that for funsies as little kids there's no way you're keeping them from teaming up on the track when they have the chance to. it's a large hand in Donnie's healing process honestly.
(Crab ends up as basically lowkey the nurse to Benzedrine's doctor btw. those two have an insane dynamic going on. guy with language issues + guy who speaks really sloppy Zone sign language bc he's still learning it? oh it's a mess. they're so sweet. I'm rotating them in my head)
they're also kinda the reversal of my version of the Fab Four bc in my universe Ghoul is the only one of them born in the Zones meanwhile with the Suitehearts Benze is the only one of them NOT born there. it's fun
#idk this is very messy I just wanted to. write it all out you keep asking me to say more so sjfkfnskd yeah#I'm swinging-stars btw in case you don't see the top of this blog sjfknakf this is a sideblog so I have to send asks from main :)#she speaks!#danger days#suitehearts
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Me while watching Last Twilight Ep. 6:
I know my blood pressure will rise this episode as I unintentionally saw a major spoiler while scrolling through my FB (thanks, GMMTV's official FB page) 😑. Ugh. I still choose violence if it's August.
1. Is it wrong of me to have a strong urge to slap August's smug face? Also, I don't believe for a second that August has no way to contact Day when he allegedly collapsed and was brought to the hospital. I dunno, their coach prolly has a phone, no? Hospitals also have phones 🤨🤨🤨 Personally, I think August is just a world-class flaker.
2. Not to yuck someone's yum, but I will never understand people who like pineapples on pizza (or fruits incorporated in a supposedly savory dish). But that's just me 😅
3. Wait, what? No, Porjai. Don't go chasing Night. 😅😅😅 Mhok, I told you to introduce Gee to Porjai, gods dammit 😆😆😆
4. I dunno how Day can still be in love with August when Mhok keeps on giving him these very sweet gestures 😭😭😭 I would have fallen for the nth time already if I was Day.
5. I think I'm beginning to hate Mhok's selfless tendencies when it comes to Day. 😭😭😭 He really does everything to make Day happy even at the expense of his own happiness. Where can I find my own Mhok??? 😭😭😭
6. Please tell us, why Day hates Night so much. Night seems so lonely. What happened between these sibs??? 🤔🤔🤔
7. I cannot believe how selfless Mhok can be 😭😭😭😭 Oh, my gods. The moment August took Day away from Mhok's side just thoroughly broke my heart. 😭😭😭
8. Well, I think it's clear that after his Phi Mhok, Day trusts Gee second. It is very telling that he screamed out her name (after knowing that Mhok is gone) to help him. He did not cry out for August, who is literally just beside him. Also, the look of Day's disappointed face when he finds out that it's August, not Mhok, who sought him out in that veranda.
9. Ugh. This is the effing scene I saw on GMMTV's official page - August kissing Day with Mhok as a witness. 😔😔😔 No, just no. Also, what's up with August? Why kiss Day, then suddenly reject him? I really advocate violence if it means bashing August's very punchable face. The fvck. 🤬🤬🤬
10. Oh? We're back on a rooftop? What in the name of Bad Buddy Series, is this, P'Aof??? 😅 <after five seconds> Okay, I'm crying.
Let's talk about August. Okay, nobody forced him to be sweet and caring and flirt with Day. Nobody. And yet, he felt compelled to deceived Day just because. After he knew that Day has a massive crush on him.
Then, August still has the gall to say "sorry, I cannot accept Day as more than a friend"??? WHO THE FVCK ASKED YOU TO??? NOT DAY, NOT MHOK. NOBODY!!! Gods dammit. The selfishness and self-centredness of August makes me want to break things (preferably on his face). Arrrgh!!!!! 🤬🤬🤬
Next week, looks like Mhok is offically making a move on Day. I just hope August keeps away for the rest of the series. 😅
#last twilight the series#last twilight series#last twilight ep 6#mhokday#mhok x day#jimmysea#jimmy jitaraphol#sea tawinan
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Astarion playthrough thoughts so far (finished Act 2)
The original content is there (mostly in Act 1), but I'm not sure if it warrants doing an origin run, considering what you lose when Astarion's not in the companion role. Basically you get a Tav with Astarion reskin, pretty much.
One thing that made it a little worth for me so far is that with all the small comments he makes, it did make me notice how eloquent and proper his speech patterns are...there's definitely some old- timey english slang in there as well. It's adorable.
but other than that
Someone summed it up better than I could.... Without Tav being there to give a damn, Astarion's playthrough feels super lonely. There's no reactivity with his questline when it comes to companions, they make no comments or even acknowledge any 'milestones' of his personal quest. (And they DO SO when he's a companion, seems like a real oversight.) Everything is handled so very privately, scars on his back are an inner dialogue starring the narrator in Act 2 for ef sake. At this point I'm not sure why he should choose the redemption route when nobody seems to care about anything concerning him at all, the LI included. :( It just makes me feel like he pretends to be a better person that he is, which in turn feels super sleazy, because he doesn't even try to canonically do that as a companion. :P
I'm planning on finishing Act 3 because my completionist soul wouldn't let me stop. BUT at this point I'm just doing it to be free of this game. XD This is it. The end. Next playthrough in 1-2 years time I SWEAR to GODS.
#bg 3 playthrough#shadowheart's confession at the end of Act 2 was more of a deer in a headlights moment for him#than a heartfelt confession#of course he cares about her he said#he did get that far with her there would be no benefit in ending it there#that man learned NOTHING during this playthrough and I'm in Act 3 now#these two are not a good match I walk everything back#I love Shadowheart as a character but it's the second time her romance is a fail for me#there was no spark with Harv and there is no spark with Astarion#i wonder if she would work better for me in a f/f relationship#i know all of the companions can be romanced no matter what but you can't tell me they have no types/preferences#the way Shadowheart flirts with Karlach is shameless and it surprised me a lot#Karlach was mostly ???#i think this was the first playthrough when i had both of them in my party for an extended period of time
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Hi, sorry this isn’t an ask, it’s a thank you. I’m a sixteen year old lesbian that lives hideously lonely in the closet and scrolling through your blog always makes me happy. I found you because you talked about monstrous regiment (one of the greatest books fyi) and idk just thank you for giving me a dash of hopes sometimes. Have a nice day
This is so nice, I'm so so glad that Monstrous Regiment resonated with you. I effing love that book. And I'm sorry it's so hideously lonely in that closet, but I hope that you find safety and comfort outside of it with people who give you the right kind of support, someday soon <3
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good omens season 2 is real and im insane. thoughts on ep1-3 below the cut B) not full thoughts bc my ass does Not rember
EP1 first off its really effing pretty! stars! nebulae! i keep forgetting nebula is an actual word and not just my screenname but it's cool we ball :)
dont remember it exactly but crowley going like "its beautiful" and zira smiling a lil bit while looking @ crowley nd going like "yea" these bitches rly been in love since before time was a meaningful concept
ALSO THE WING THING! parallels!!! crowley sheltering zira!!!!!!! im in love.
naked man friend. jim reminds me of my sibling tbh. utterly impossible to talk to. ineffable husbands third chance at coparenting! (if you count adam as someone they've coparented)
crowley screaming and sparking lightning in the middle of street, i wish i could handle anger like that tbh.
homeless crowley but at least he still got the plants! just move in together already you know you want to
not the locked in together trope w the cafe + record shop lesbians 😭 does nina's partner write messages on paper in red ink, take pictures of them, and then send them to her or is it just a style choice?? the world may never know????
EP2 crowley's first matchmaking idea is really just their meeting on the wall of eden. rain them in together and force them to take shelter in close proximity?? that was literally you 6000 years ago my guy
also in love with all the past content !! the start of the thing where zira's always the one eating and crowley just drinks and watches !!!!
ineffable husbands first time collaborating to screw over their head offices and think of the humanity <3 i love them. crowley applauding zira's first time being s lying bastard. he's so proud of his boyf.
also. "lonely?" "you said it wasn't :(" "i'm a demon. i lied." im insane im in shambles im sobbing
EP3 ah yes regular human police officer. is this the second angel theyre gonna have to teach how to be a normal earthdweller
also CROWLEY SITTING ON ZIRAS ARMREST. gay as hell seating choice. the physical affection is real. zira just accepting it like Yeah this happens.
i love that the bookshop's warded against all demons except crowley. exception for the boyf :)
zira learns moral complexity through bodysnatching! hell yea! also apparently poison just makes immortal occult beings drunk ?! wild tonal shift there but that was certainly a scene.
also zira taking the bentley and making it more aziraphaleish i love it. crowley just Knows something is wrong with his child. also using actually selling books as a threat is so funny.
crowley says "it's always too late" my only thought is "you go too fast for me" i dont know if theyre meant to be read in tandem but. the brain goes whee!
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lace / brush | jasonette
word count: +1.1k
summary: "i'm no one," he said smoothly, ignoring the woman's suspicious look. "i've just come here to ask for a favour, of some sort."
a/n: pinterest, my love.
tw: mentions of insanity, death
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part 2
Jason glanced at the paper in his hand—the address—before knocking loudly, and frantically on the door before him. It wasn't anything imposing, rather, it was just a simple door. The colour of wood, the door had a handle latched to it, its only feature.
That wasn't the reason why Jason's heart was pounding out of his chest. It was what lay behind the door that had him hoping with the dying embers of his sanity, that the rumours were true.
Through whispers of terrified souls, Jason had heard of a painter—or rather a lonely old woman—who possessed a magical brush, one that brought whatever he painted to life.
When no one opened the door after a few seconds of silence, Jason banged on it again, louder this time and with a certain instability. It was the announcement of a dangerous, unstable man.
Pupils blown wide, Jason refused to stop 'knocking,' continuing to do so for several minutes. He could feel the curious—and then scared—gazes of the neighbours as he did so, no doubt calling him insane.
Jason laughed at the thought, but on some deep, subconscious level, he knew it was true. Perhaps he wouldn't be here if had just taken Dick's advice, but Jason loved Marinette too much to just let her go into the arms of death.
"She's not home," a small timid voice muttered.
Immediately, Jason stopped thumping the door, looking around wildly for the voice. His uncut hair settling in a decidedly mad-scientist style as his gaze caught onto a particularly short child, Jason kneeled down. "Where is she?" he asked, clenching his teeth.
The child backed away from him, eyes wide with terror as he took in Jason's manic expression. "The m-market," he stuttered, already turning and running away.
Jason didn't feel the slightest bit of regret—or any emotion, for that matter—as he watched the child disappear out of sight. All he felt was indifference and determination.
Refusing to give up his last resort to bring Marinette back to him, Jason slid down onto the steps of the tiny cottage, his frame looking oversized sitting in it.
And he waited.
For hours, Jason simply sat there, frozen like a statue, eyes completely blank. Unfortunately, that left too much time for Jason to think. He didn't bother to bring something to entertain himself—nothing had been satisfactory since Marinette's death.
Pulling out the lace glove he carried with him everywhere, Jason felt tears blur his vision as he remembered the last time he saw his wife, waving at him as he left their apartment.
Marinette grinned up at him as Jason plucked his helmet, wrapping her hands around his waist. "Promise you'll come home to me?" she said, pouting in that way she knew Jason could never resist.
Jason pulled her into a deep kiss, tangling his hands in her hair. "You know it, Pixie."
It didn't occur to him to extract the same promise from Marinette.
"I love you," he murmured, tugging her impossibly close and burying his head into her neck.
Marinette responded in kind, curling into him. "I love you too," she said, her breath fanning out on Jason's neck.
Then, Jason didn't know he'd come back home, five hours later, only to find everything destroyed—burned beyond repair. He didn't know that he'd find his wife's charred body, burnt beyond recognition. He didn't know.
The only reminder that he once was in love, like a stupid teenager, was a single lace glove, fluttering in the breeze when he found it. Jason prized it like it was pure diamond, never letting it stray far from him.
Jason was snapped out of his spiralling thoughts when an old woman hobbled up the steps, back hunched and teeth blackening and crooked. "Who are you?" she asked rudely, heaving the basket in her arms with great effort.
This was it. This was the reason why he came here. Jason offered her a calculated, handsome smile—one that he had used billions of times for information collection—as he stood up to help her, collecting the basket from her wrinkled hands.
"I'm no one," he said smoothly, ignoring the woman's suspicious look. "I've just come here to ask for a favour, of some sort."
The woman cackled loudly, sending a few crows screeching as they flew away. "Me?" she asked in disbelief. "What could I possibly have that you want?"
Jason stepped inside just as she moved to close the door, deflecting. "Where shall I keep this?" he asked, holding the basket up.
Wordlessly, the woman pointed at the beaten-up counter beside them.
Gently setting it down, Jason inhaled deeply. This was the moment of truth. "I'm here for a paintbrush," he began, eyes noting every reaction the woman had. Fear. "One that brings anything and everything to life."
The woman shuffled away from him slowly. "I ain't telling ya nothing," she spat out, eyes darting around the room.
"Oh?" Jason asked, beginning to enjoy their little 'talk.'
Leaning forward conspiratorially, he whispered, "I disagree."
The woman looked at him, hands shaking as she brought them forward to defend herself. "I said," she repeated, nearly yelling now. "I ain't gonna tell ya anything. Don't make me call my son and kick ya out."
Jason chuckled lightly, but his eyes were sharp and dangerous. "Oh, but, you have no son. No family at all. Isn't that right?"
One look at the woman confirmed all that Jason knew.
"You don't know a thing about that brush, you don't!" the woman screeched out, eyes suddenly as manic as Jason's. "You don't know what that brush takes from you."
Scoffing loudly, Jason grit out, "I have nothing to lose, old lady, so get out the brush and paint or I'll find someone else to do it for me."
As if a light switch had been turned off, the old woman looked at Jason with something akin to pity as she stood up as straight as she could. "You don't want to," she protested weakly, even though she probably knew it would fail.
"I want to." Jason enunciated each word clearly, body thrumming with excitement. "Do it."
The old woman shuffled across the creaky floorboards. With strength Jason wouldn't have expected from a woman like her, she opened up a wedged cupboard. As the dust billowed out, she pulled out a dirty-looking canvas and a large brush.
Jason's eyes landed on it hungrily—no doubt this was the brush that brought him here. It was a rather simple brush, ordinary in a way all magical objects were. Its only defining feature was the ornate designs crisscrossing it.
The old woman looked at Jason again, as if she was expecting him to change his mind. Well, too bad for her, it was never going to happen. Jason was this close to getting the love of his life back, and he wasn't going to stop now.
"Paint," he ordered, carefully watching the woman in front of him. With a loud regretful sigh, she began her job. If he didn't already know that the brush was magic, Jason knew it now, because the woman drew Marinette without him even showing him a picture of her.
Hours—or was it days?—later, Jason was abruptly woken by a loud crash. He swore as he saw the body of the old woman on the floor, eyes wide and unblinking.
It was only when he looked at the canvas did he realise what happened.
The painting—it was done.
And his glove, Marinette's lace glove, was floating in the sudden breeze of the tiny room, fluttering delicately as it fashioned itself into a pointing finger.
Without hesitation, Jason turned and followed the direction it was pointing in.
#jasonette july 2022#jasonette#jason x marinette#marinette x jason#jason todd#marinette dupain cheng#maribat#mlb x dc#dc x mlb#magic#death#tw: insanity
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Just have a thought of Mer! Jonathan’s tears being black. Because I like the idea that the reason mermaids/ mermen were always been hunted because they had the ability to cry out beautiful pearls but it only happens when they feel an strong emotion. So I imagine Jonathan crying out rare black pearls when his really lonely or when Speedwagon did something to make Jonathan cry from joy. Just a small idea.
This is giving me flashbacks of one of my old fandoms (and I love it, but I'm also suffering -yes, I'm thinking of Yukina from Yu Yu Hakusho ;-;-).
I really like your idea anon! And, I mean, it would make merpeople all the more attractive to people trying to make big bucks out of them, as they are seen not only as "rare specimens" that I don't doubt some effed up people may want to have as "exotic pets", but they also can produce highly valuable and precious stones that can basically repay the owner back up to the last penny they spent on their "mer pet".
I imagine that, prior him meeting Speedwagon, mer Jona is probably as lonely as og Jona was in PB, so I think he would be elated after meeting Speedwagon and getting to know him, learning that he's not like all those hunters who are only seeking to get some gain out of merpeople. His joy is so huge at that realization that he ends up crying because, asides from Danny, this is probably the first time he makes a real friend who can see past his perceived flaws and who is not affected by Dio's lies and rumors about him. Jonathan keeps a couple of those black pearls which, unlike every other (bitter and sad) tear he's shed in the past, these were made out of joy.
Their friendship blossoms and, eventually, it starts taking romantic connotations as they both start to fall in love. Speedwagon, fully aware of the fear and stigma around the interactions between merpeople and humans (hunters mainly but not exclusively), doesn't want to say anything, thinking that his feelings may damage the relationship in case they are unrequited but, one day, he just can't hold back any longer and he decides to open his heart to Jonathan. Once more, Jonathan is beyond elated. Even though Jonathan is always second guessing himself as a result of all the abuse he's been through (in addition to the many things he's heard about humans from his fellow merpeople), he knows Robert would never lie to him, and certainly not about his feelings for him.
And so he cries once more as he pulls Speedwagon into a tight hug. The black pearls take Robert completely by surprise because, even though he's heard about how merpeople can cry beautiful pearls, he never asked Jonathan about it, not wishing to give him any wrong ideas or something, so all that was merely a tale to him... until now.
As the hug comes to an end, Jonathan apologizes for his "silly reaction" before he proceeds to explain briefly the whole thing with the pearls. He then grabs one of the bracelets he's always wearing, and gently puts it around Speedwagon's wrist. It's a "plain" threaded bracelet, but it has a black pearl on it, to which Jonathan proceeds to explain the origin of that stone.
"It's from the day we first met." He confesses. He then raises his hand, showing Speedwagon his wrist. He has another bracelet, similar to the one he's given Robert, and it also has a black pearl on it. And so Jonathan adds,
"The first tears of joy I'd had in a very long time... They are very special to me. And so are you."
Any doubts Speedwagon could have had about Jonathan reciprocating his feelings are gone, because he now knows Jojo, his dear Jojo, feels the same way about him.
#jjba#jonathan joestar#speedwagon#jonawagon#jonaspeed#speedjona#speedstar#speedguapo#merman jonathan#love the idea anon!!
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efu
EF U (Easier for You)
Tech N9ne
EF U (Easier for You) Lyrics
[Bridge: Jelly Roll]
Only the angels know the pain that you hold on to
Why would you leave me 'lone, just 'cause it's easy for you?
[Verse 2: Jelly Roll]
I know somebody that's stuck down on the bottom
And he deals with his problems in ways that never solves 'em
And I know how he feels inside
Try to give him flowers while he's still alive
I see demons in my sleep
Got a teardrop falling down my cheek
Don't lay down, homie, you can't leave me now
I woke up in the middle of the night, I was drenched in a cold sweat, stressing
I couldn't fall back asleep, so I picked up the phone and I sent you a message, and it said
After everything that we've been through
Through the ups and downs, just know that I believe in you
You said you won't leave me, I know I'm a piece of you
So don't you make this hard on us just 'cause it's easier for you
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ATR
I keep a clean home, so now that that's out of the way, a lone fly/gnat landed on my hand a couple of days ago, and I'ven't been able to bring myself to swat a hand at it because it rolled over on my hand twice and seemed to look up at me.
tldr; I've a pet gnat.
different fancy suits, shoes, ties, and hats with rules that are clearly wrong and some that have the right idea.
I also believe they are not that and my beliefs get complicated because I usually tell people they should approach two options and try both to figure out which one will yield the desired result with all results yielding data not meant to be neglected.
When it comes to relationships tho, I am monogamous and treating other persons like they are an all day buffet really grinds my gears.
And honestly, that's their business. I'm not trying to tell anyone how to feel about their own thing. (in regards to the religion thing and if they do open relationships or whatever.)
*At some point someone will tell me I'm wrong, and then I will tell them they are right which gives me the freedom to go back to whatever the ef it was I was doing. (Except if they are talking about hurting others: I will tell them they are wrong given the context, criteria, and etc.
I am not so fast.
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***Well, I am still mourning the lost of my Dangerous Romance Ep 9 post 😭😭😭***
Me while watching Only Friends Ep 10:
1. I'm still reeling from a surprise Mond appearance 😅 Also, this episode's title is quite intriguing. Who exactly will be redeemed by the end of this series??
2. I have it with Mew and his effing high horse 😅😅😅. After nine episodes, it's becoming irritating lol.
3. Ray still in denial that he is a raging alcoholic. I do hope Sand gets through to him. But I digress, I'm currently watching this episode with vodka mixed in my coffee, so who am I to talk? lol
4. Why do I feel like Boeing is intentionally pissing Mew? "You are so cute, like an upgraded version of me". WTF. 😅
5. Yeah, I have mentioned this in my missing Dangerous Romance post but it is crazy how much chemistry Papang has with every guy, girl, gay, MILF that they partner him with. What. The. Actual. Fvck.
6. I'm still on the fence with Dan. Office romance, imo, rarely works.
7. I still don't get how Atom can be so effing in love with Boston after just one night. I believe bestie @lost-my-sanity1 said that Boston probably has a magical d*ck that every guy he sleeps with just falls in love with him 😂😂😂😂
8. Ugh. Atom dishing out lies. C'mon, Cheaum. Boston might be an a**hole but he is an honest a**hole. In all the years that you knew him, Boston does not resort to blackmail to get somebody to sleep with him. Manipulation, yes. But downright blackmail ain't in his cards.
9. I mean, Boston has always let his d*ck do the thinking. I guess it's high time he gets some karma for it. I just don't want Atom to also get away with his smear campaign against Boston.
10. I think the reason why Mew irritates me so much is because he tends to act like a Jane Austen heroine. Just make up your darn mind lol.
11. Okay, whatever scenes were deleted, I would need that included on the DVD lol. It's pretty confusing to see Top's sudden change without the context that the deleted scenes could have given us.
12. Well, will you look at that - Ray making some mature decisions. Growth! 😊
13. <Me during the first question of the pub quiz> CANBERRA!!! Aussie residents represent! 😅😅 <Also me when they asked what is the capital of Brazil> BRASILIA!!!! (memories of the original I Know What You Did Last Summer creeps up lol).
14. Well, Boeing is pretty successful getting on Mew's nerves lol
15. Kinky head is a loveable and apt name for Mark though. 😄
16. The ghost of Boston just haunts poor Nick. Is Boston doing this because he is finally regretful or he just feels lonely with everyone leaving him?
17. Too sweet, Ray. Too effing sweet lol. 😅😅😅 Although, I have this ugly thought that Ray would end up dead by the end of this series.
18. I guess Boeing also just wants to see Top's (and Mew's) world burn 😂😂😂
19. There are still too many bottles of alcohol left on that shelf though 😭😭😭😭😭 Also, what is the deal with Sand and Ray's dad???
20. Oh, no. Sand. Well, if we are being honest, Ray had treated Sand like he is dispensable. He even called Sand "whore" - twice. However, Ray is deluding himself if he truly thinks that Sand did everything for money. Sand has already walked away. Ray was the one who chased after him.
21. Again, Mew is irritating me. He can break with Top cleanly. Instead, he chose to stay with somebody he clearly distrusts. Then proceed to play these useless games. It's all a waste of time, imo. Although, Top put himself in this position. By gods, at this point, Top and Mew truly deserve each other lol. 😂😂😂
22. I didn't expect to feel for Boston, but gods damn 😅. If Boston pulls through this and really repents, Boston and Nick might turn into the healthiest couple in this series. WTF. 😑
23. Well, it turns out, Ray's dad do care. What's with this series hitting me with all the feels 😭😭😭 First, it was Boston and Nick. Now, Ray. But really, Ray should work on himself before he goes and chases Sand. Again.
My irritation for Mew has reached new heights. Never thought I would ever symphatise with Boston, yet here we are. Also, Boeing (Mond, I still love you), please get back where you came from lol. I don't think he'll cause that much problem between Sand and Ray though. Arrrrgh! We are nearing the finale! But first, the dreaded episode 11 😓
#only friends the series#only friends#ofts#only friends ep 10#topmew#sandray#bostonnick#forcebook#force jiratchapong#book kasidet#firstkhao#first kanaphan#khaotung thanawat#neomark#neo trai#mark jiruntanin
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Rob Bowman, Andrew Marlowe, Jon Huertas, Nathan Fillion, Molly Quinn, Stana Katic (& molly quinn)
& I'm so excited for the commentary
poor stunt actress
Captions suck for this.
wait i figured it out; that's why there are six subtitle options rather than 3.
construction site locations being dangerous makes sense
JH: because a hospital is nearby?
like that book in a series of unfortunate events
"We had to do a lot of screen tests"
'you had to freeze a lot of interns'
MQ's mom watches this show, i mean it makes sense, my mom would watch my show
Like Julia & Emily, morgue humour
he's a know it all but he is there For The Purpose of learning
NF: sexiest coroner ever
Julia Ogden:
so right! They have their groove by episode 5!
I believe in typecasting, I'm glad they had stana help make beckett's room
Castle is like that except around his mom & baby.
SK: beckett's room is cool
RB: I should spend more time in there
MQ: excuse you i am baby
RB: Nathan help
MQ: he's no good!
SD/KR always has a castle book & I love it
Ah, Dever went "y'all r always calling me the new guy, I want smth else" & they were like 'so what do u want to do?' & dever just went "Ryan will read All The Castle Books!"
Just like in the LA episode where taylor says to castle "what's my (raley's) motivation?"
SK: it was weird because every episode we had two canadian guest stars
"infiltrating!!!"
Vancouver is big
Wow they just said there are no canadian shows to guest star on. try MM babes.
Huertas always acts like us watching the commentary have NOT seen the actual episode.
SK: this guy was cool
JH: his wife worked with my gf so we'd end up in a corner & I'd pick his brain & tell him how much I love him, I hope he didn't take that the wrong way
bruh???
Oof had to politely tell some extras to chuchotte
guys making the cop show: it lets us avoid the cops
I know a fiddle song called sleeping giant
NF: this is actually the episode I discovered that when Jon & Seamus aren't on set working, they're in the trailer playing playstation
JH: that was this episode?
NF: That's when I found out
XD that's so sweet lol
JH: Did I beat you very many times?
NF: twice. ... out of 18
Aw brought out a catering/coffee/food truck
*talking about the truck food*
JH, hearing about the donut truck: WHAT??? THAT WAS THE DAY AFTER I WAS FINISHED.
The character or the actor?
(about molly quinn & alexis castle wanting to help solve cases: essentially quinn wants alexis to solve more & alexis wants to help solve more.)
JH: Malik! Good friend of mine. I wasn't shooting yet but I came down to set & interrupted
NF: I thought that was bc u were lonely
JH: Well that too, I just needed a hug
There was a murder on the freeway that prevented half the crew from arriving. Had to do 12 hours of work in 10 hours
JH: I did modelling with that guy
NF: bikini?
JH: HE was in the bikini
MQ, age 15: HI??????
JH: Nothing x-rated, he just likes bikinis
MQ: It's time u stopped talking. kinda digging a hole for urself. My mom is watching
AM: yeah u've got to be careful bc yk, we may have some real fans watching the commentary. & they might be the sort of ppl who write fanfiction
me: Alright I accept the challenge! What is it?
AM: & esposito might end up in some of that fanfiction in a way you might not want to see him
So wearing a bikini with this drug guy? Aight I can do that
Never any red lights lol
The original line was:
KB: if he was having an affair, would his best friend know?
RC: Yes. Esp if she was hot.
NF: I bought a carpet next door!
RB: How do you map your approach in these scenes? Tell us about things!
SK: no <3
Effed up how cops can just lie to you
eight days for one episode, that's a lot
JH: Ooh tha laser tag scene!
NF: Ooh I like this!
MQ: I RAN INTO THE CAMERA; MY LEG HIT THE CAMERA
RB: u get a bill for that?
NF: it's on its way
RB: those are million dollar cameras
MQ: They told me that as soon as I hit it
RB: You may want t oprep your parents for that bill
SS/MR is always coming from somewhere & going somewhere
MR: are we entertaining?
NF/RC: we're wearing blinking lights & a face mask, of course we're entertaining
MQ: this was burger night uwu
that computer screen prop is so cool theyre right
NF: that screen was stole. I have one just like it at home.
It's actually really cool how the screens are not just blank & empty but legit there & the actors can use them
I like listening to them talk about their storyline & how things are progressing & stuff but for some reason I've been more into them chatting abt the props & stuff
RC+KB: *sitting there unable to figure out how he moved her body*
JH: "if only esposito & ryan were here"
castle can't help but to put his foot in his mouth but he doesn't know it's wrong!
*watching the "i want a divorce" scene*
everyone: this is good
NF: Bam said the lady
RB: , bam said the lady
NF: my first words were peas gum. & then bam said the lady came right after that.
AM: my babies are finally trusting each other finally uwu
the lady who is answering her door about the freezer from behind the chain? They didn't have the time space nor money to build another apartment XD the constraint made a great moment. Like improv: constraints cause creativity
MQ: *laughing at beckett
AM: *laughing at quinn*
MQ: What?? I read the scripts I watch the show!
When you're watching an actor across from you, it hits just right? This scene I was trying not to cry
RB: Did you not only damage a camera but steal a wardrobe?
NF: Don't answer that
MQ: My lawyer's not here
NF: Very good, great, great job
Charles murray was the one who wrote this ep
AM: Yeah the last episode? with the car? That really happened. Not the rest of the story but the parking tickets
NF: don't make me pull out my iphone
MQ:
JH: He Will
Apparently NF does practical jokes with his iphone: this motion activated app plays sounds of flatulence
NF: it's always a bit hit with the crew. & molly
MQ: mine's better
NF: She doesn't have an app
RB: WDYM BY THAT GOOD SIR
MQ: CHEAP SHOT
NF, after castle just got off the phone with alexis: Molly thank you for being offstage to take that call. ; )
MQ: Oh yeah you're welcome ; )
JH: he checks in with his family now he sees how fragile it is. He's used to being this rich eccentric writer--
NF: & good looking
SK, thinking about how beckett's mom still had her jewelery on: *crying while trying to deliver lines*
Bryan Spicer: Look man, steel up
SK: ik but it's just killing me, man
SK: Another beckett onion peel to quote mr marlowe
Ooh the ring & watch came from a conversation with Katic herself!
Finally someone mentioned the music! Robert duncan!
I used to really want to be a composer for filmed media, but now I'm deaf :/
Rysposito WANT to solve johanna's murder & finally castle has gained enough trust, they've seen him do enough that they trust him to look at the case
"If she finds out I'mma kick your ass" I believe him!
Squeezed blood from a rock? is that a phrase? it's metal
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