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Title: Boyfriends, Bubbles and Bl*w J*bs Pairing: Mammon x MC Summary: …it’s all kinda in the title tbh Warning(s): Includes some lite kinkery with the pact and a money shot cause c’mon, this is Mammon we’re talkin’ about. Rating: 🍋 Notes: I TOLD YA, TWO TRICK PONY. YA GET HURT/COMFORT OR YA GET SMUT AND TODAY???? YOU GET PWP.

This was the first time in a very long time she had woken up in her own bed with someone else in it. Not to say she hadn’t woken up numerous time in other people’s beds with someone else in it. She wasn’t one to take her “work” home with her as it were and though this was not something most people would readily admit, she was flippant and careless in matters others would have considered more serious and personal. Her openness was, in itself, a defense.

When it came to romance, she liked to think she was a femme fatale of a sort. Direct, but distant. Eager, but fleeting. She swept in and out of people’s lives, took what she wanted and hitched out the next morning before anyone could get attached.

Attachment meant trouble; attachment meant expectation and criticism and rejections.

She hated anything that challenged or disrupted the way she wanted to live her life… and yet her she was, watching the boy she loved sleep, cramped in her too small bed in a House in another world, his warm brown skin contrasting against the soft pink sheets.

He smelled so good, that scent trapped now on her blankets and on her skin. Mammon was laying on his stomach, arms tucked under her pillow as he breathed, slow and even. She carefully leant down to just barely trace the tip of her nose through his hair, messy and scented with cedar, musk and just the faintest trace of sweat that made up his own personal smell. It was half cologne, half just him and she wanted nothing more than to drape herself over him and bury her face into the nape of his neck and just… sleep. Sleep and be warmed and safe and cuddle close to this body that was home to one she had come to care for so much.

She resisted that urge, but not the one that told her to trace her fingertips down the curve of his spine right on to the dimples of his lower back. Mammon wiggled, turning onto his side to face towards her, though he was still asleep.

She mourned the loss of his back, but was happy to nestle back down alongside him, faces so close she could just incline her head slightly and brush the tip of her nose to his…. Which she did so, until he mumbled and stirred, eyes opening just slightly.

“Good morning.” She said, and he replied in turn, though his words were lost in a low grumble. Blue eyes shut again, but he uncurled an arm from the pillow to instead curl around her, bringing her against his chest.

“…watchin’ me sleep…human?”

Was all she managed to make out as he spoke, heavy with sleep, like someone had run a dull blade over his voice. She never knew he could pitch down so low and it made some dark devilish little part of her want to pinch him to get him rowdy and awake.

She went with nudging her way forward and setting her teeth gently on his neck instead, biting down with faintest pressure as she hummed into his skin.

“…cut that…” Mammon groaned, but didn’t move away, “…out..”

She released him only to tease, “I wear you out, tiger?”

That got a response. His eyes opened again, a bit wider than before and then he smiled.

“Thought ya didn’t go for pet names.”

“Nope, but you do.”

Mammon’s eyelashes were as light as his hair. How had she never noticed how long they were? When he closed his lids they brushed against his cheeks, but then again he always had those sunglasses on.

She wondered for a moment when he saw when he looked at her… what tiny details or features did he linger on when he looked at her face in the dim light?

“Mammon.”

His eyes opened barely again.

“Do you think I’m beautiful?”

Mammon, to his credit, looked as perplexed as one could manage when half awake and being pestered by a girl he’d literally spent all night making love to. Of course he thought she was beautiful, right? They all thought she was beautiful! But for some reason when she asked him, she felt like she had asked something else… and judging by how slow he was to respond, something made her think Mammon knew she was too.

“Nahh,” Mammon said, a mischievous sparkle waking up behind his eyes, “But you’re cute as hell.”

She sat up and for a moment Mammon worried he’d answered wrong… until she pushed him unto his back and half laid herself onto of him, her cheek pressed into the space above his heart as she sighed contently.

The weight of her was soothing, warm and secure. Mammon trailed his fingers through the back of her hair, curling the soft strands around them and trying to stifle a yawn.

“What about you? Ya think I’m handsome?” Mammon asked with a chuckle.

“Nahhhhh,” she replied, mirroring him. She turned her cheek so she could press a kiss against his chest, “You’re beautiful.”

He scoffed, but didn’t object. She lifted her head to dig her chin into his chest, eyelids half closed as she considered some new devious plot. Mammon knew that look, knew to wait and see what she had planned.

His trust was awarded with several open kisses across his chest, her tongue run flat over the tight peak of one of his nipples before she began to make her way downwards. She was tracing the tip of her tongue up the hollow of his stomach when she felt his cock twitch beneath the sheets.

She looked up at him from beneath her lashes as she worried the skin at the V of his waist with her tongue and saw he had a hand pressed over his eyes, his other gripping behind his head on the pillow.

Despite this, she could see… he was watching beneath his palm, face flushed and lips parted, but miraculously silent.

She nipped at him and was satisfied by how he flinched and yelped a small moan.

“Mammon… “

The pact mark glowed at her throat, mirrored on his own.

“I want to hear you.” She said, right before she untangled the sheets from him and slid his boxers down beneath his erection, half-hard. The cool air made him flex and bounce, her hand encircling at the base of his shaft and giving him just enough time to let out a ragged, “F-fuck…” before she pressed her lips to his head and slowly slipped him into her mouth.

At first, he could resist making too lewd of noises, which just wouldn’t do. As she slid to his tip, she pressed her lips firmly around the ridge of him and sucked. She was not gentle. Then down she moved, releasing the pressure and letting her tongue caress along the bottom of his shaft. Up and down. Back at the tip, she sucked again and this time Mammon cried out, desperately reaching down to curl his fingers in her hair and tug.

“Please… oh god, please, I’ll fuckin’… I’ll lose it if ya keep doin’ that, I’ll fuckin’ cum in two seconds, please please please…”

She moved her mouth off him with an audible “pop”, smiling as he stared, wide eyed and positively mortified at the words that had left his mouth.

“T-take it back!”

“Well if you insist…” she said before tracing the tip of her tongue along his slit.

“Not! Not what I-ahh… ah!” Mammon pressed his fist to his mouth as a ragged groan nearly turned into a shout when she licked him up back into her mouth and gave two fast pumps. She stopped again, loving the lewd wet noise it made when she let him go.

“…the p-pact. Take it back. I… listen, I’ll wake up the whole damn house! I know I will!”

“Promise?”

Mammon sputtered a noise of protest, but in her hand, his cock jumped.

“Be honest, Mammon.” The pact mark glowed again, “Do you want me to stop?”

He practically melted beneath her, breath coming in short pants as he worried his bottom lip with his teeth for a moment and then quietly shook his head ‘no’. He was resisting the pact, but she didn’t need to do anything except wait.

Slowly, the compulsion brought the words forth, “…don’t stop. I’ll fuckin’ die if ya stop.”

“We can’t have that, can we sweetheart?”

It was amazing what a tiny pet name could do to him. He only ever called her “human” and she wasn’t overly fond of cutesy nicknames… but the way Mammon eyes would soften as if it were the kindest words ever spoken to him… well that made her more than happy to use them.

“I’ll take care of you.” She said quietly, tenderly rubbing her free hand up and down his thigh before she leaned down and engulfed him again in the soft wet heat of her mouth. Mammon’s grip on her hair went lax, lifting back above his head as he pressed his palm flat against the headboard, grounding him. It was almost unbearable resisting the urge to thrust up into her mouth, but he knew well enough she would use the pact if needed to keep him still. The thought alone sent shivers of pleasure up and down his spine, pre-cum leaking from his tip. She drew back, wiping the corner of her lip with her thumb before using it to smear the fluid over his head.

“You’re getting all messy… it’s like, really sexy.”

Mammon moaned at her words alone, trying still to hide his expressions behind his hand from her. He knew he looked wrecked, he always did when she got like this.

“I thought you’d bust when I teased you, but you’re doing such a good job, baby.”

“Well.. yeah. I’m the Mammon… I’m… the best, right?” Mammon found himself saying, unbidden and compelled by the pact. She wanted to hear him. She wanted him to be honest. He couldn’t deny either request now.

“You are the absolute best.” She said, using her hand now in place of her mouth to stroke up and down along the warm heat of him, slow and gentle. Just enough to keep him hard, but not enough to get him further along that edge.

“So good, I’ll even let you pick.”

“Hnn?” Mammon uncovered his face, looking down at her now curiously.

“Whether you get to cum in my mouth or on my face.” She said, her lips curving into a smirk. Mammon silently thanked whatever presence of mind had her decide to grip her hand low at the base of him when she said this or he was fairly certain he’d have finished right then and there and that would have been the opposite of being the Great Mammon.

“So?” she said with a teasing nudge.

“I-I’m not picking that!”

“Maaaaammooooon…” she said in sing-song voice, “Be honnnnest!”

“Ya sound like Asmo!”

“Ouch! And you meant that!? You wanna get punished?” She said with a hum, licking her lips before she pressed a kiss to the underside of his ridge, parting her lips a little further so she could give him a small warning suck.

“…y…ye— unh…may…be.”

“Are you a kinky boy, Mammon? Hmm…I could ask so many other questions!”

That did it.

“F-fine! Uh… so, either is okay?”

She had him back in her mouth at that point, rested just on the flat of her tongue as she rubbed back and forth along the underside of him. She hummed a positive, the vibration feeling as though it shot right up his spine.

The pact drew the honest answer out of him.

“…face.”

She giggled, clearly pleased he had given in. The pace she set now was slow and she wasn’t stopping anymore to tease or torment him. In fact… she had closed her eyes and in doing so, Mammon felt it easier to watch her. He wanted to watch, it just… made him feel so vulnerable. Mammon knew she knew, that he was hers and that she had all the power in Heaven and Hell to utterly destroy him with a look, with a cross word… and yet she didn’t.

Her touch was gentle as she moaned softly around him and Mammon found the pact didn’t need to drag any sound out from him now, he gave them willingly. Mammon repeated her name like a hymn, expletives mixed with gasps of ‘yes’ and ‘please’ joining the chorus until he lost his will for words and could only whimper his encouragements.

Mammon didn’t need to tell her when he was edging too close, she could feel it in the way his breathing sped up and his pulse thrummed against her tongue. He’d sat up, pushing up onto his forearms in anticipation and she didn’t disappoint.

Right before he burst, she pulled back, wet heat spattering unto her lips and cheek as his hips jerked and his thighs practically shook from the force of the release. Her touch was exceedingly light and gentle as she worked him through it, squeezing that last bead of cum out of him with a satisfied sigh before she licked him clean.

“Wow.” She said and Mammon could only huff his agreement. With much effort, he scooted to grab a box of tissue off her bedside table and sat up to offer it to her.

“What? You don’t wanna admire your work longer?” She said with a smile, running her thumb across her cheek and into her mouth. Mammon’s hand did lower slightly as he looked at her, feeling somewhere in his chest that avatar of greed growl with utmost satisfaction… Mine. Hers.

“I-it can’t be nice for ya.”

“Oh it can be. Just seeing your expression makes it worth it!”

She plucked a few tissues and cleaned up, taking a few more to do the same to him.

“Ya don’t have to do that.”

“I said I was going to take care of you. Didn’t I?” she crawled forward across him until Mammon was forced to lay backwards, the sight alone enough to make him feel a stirring of desire creep through him again. He was a demon after all.

She seemed to be considering something, and then with a bright smile she concluded suddenly, “Let’s take a bubble bath! You get to wash my hair. I get to wash your everything. Whatcha say, THE Mammon?”

Whether it was the pact or his own exhaustion, he said yes without hesitation.

—

Fifteen minutes later, in the bath…

“So! You gotta use this jasmine pre-shampoo masque first, and then the shampoo. It isn’t gonna lather up much so that is why then you’re going to do the SECOND shampoo and make sure you massage really thoroughly cause it helps the root growth… oh! And then you’ll use this deep conditioning treatment followed up with this ends treatment—“

“Th-this is so much work! It is absolutely the dumbest thing I have ever done in my life and imma tell ya! I’ve done a LOT.”

“Goodie, then you shouldn’t find it too difficult!”

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ralfstrashcan · 5 years

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3x19 Reaction / Commentary

I didn't even skip breakfast today, it's almost as if I'm a real functioning adult ahahaha.

SDFALFJSKLDFJASDF I'M ALREADY A MESS

Ngl those first few shots made me think I had fallen headfirst into a zombie apocalypse movie. Wind swooshing through the speakers, no living soul in sight, no cars driving, just Magnus walking along the street, on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams hahahahaha sorry I'll stop.

Wow what a jerk.

There's been so many hilarious jokes about the “What fool summoned you” line, and my favorite one will forever remain this.

So, points to Magnus for asking, minus points for buying this shit not-sound-at-all story. Even “fatherly love” can't just screw the laws of nature, okay, Magnus shouldn't just skim over this. Then again I can definitely cut him slack on this because he is a little preoccupied with other problems at the moment.

Listen, Magnus's body language throughout this whole scene (and also throughout the sneak peek we saw for 3x20) is so expressive. Imma skim over it because I plan to do a thorough Relationship / Scene Analysis for Magnus and Asmodeus, so let me just leave this picture here uncommented.

No wait, I have a question. Isn't Magnus's magic occupied with guarding Lilith's home? Did Asmodeus pick it up before summoning himself or did he call it just now? Also, does Asmodeus know that Lilith is on the loose? Then again, is she even? Because no Shadowhunter can be bothered to look for her and she did say that she wanted to go back to Edom... but that was probably a lie to get Cain to cooperate. And how could she even send herself back to Edom? So many questions. Anyway moving on because who cares about Lilith.

Magnus's face when he gets his magic back. ....................yes I have no witty words here, sorry.

Lol okay I have. I love this scene, I absolutely LOVE Magnus's face and how expressive it is, but I've also been dreaming of an epic eye-sparkling, energy-crackling mid-battle-scene where Magnus regains his magic for uhhhh almost a year now, and in terms of dramatic-ness this was pretty anti-climactic. And I think we can agree he won't lose his magic again and then get it back in a more dramatic fashion. Also where are his cat eyes I feel cheated.

I mean, come on, even he gets to show them!! Btw what a dick cunning move to use them to manipulate Magnus. Since they made a compelling argument the first time around.

Also LOL Asmodeus playing nice for one second and when Magnus denies him he immediately shows his hand with “I won't take no for an answer.” Man has no patience XD

Finally I wanna give a huge HUGE shout out to Magnus for resisting Asmodeus becuase can you even imagine how low he must be feeling and yet he has enough presence of mind left to realize that whatever comfort Asmodeus offers can't be true, there must be a hook and it's best to stay away. Dude what strength.

“I only lost sight of her for a minute.” “Enough time for the Evil Rune to have taken hold.”

Uuuhhhh since when?? Did they also go to the bathroom together before?? Did I miss that?? I mean, sure, Clary was drifting sometimes, but she spent a whole half episode in the same cell as Jonathan with Jace “away” behind the glass wall and out of her sight, so...... yeah. This is a little sudden.

She keeps saying that but we have yet to see her actually filter anything. #nofilter

“No one can hurt us if we get to Morning Star first. And once we have that sword the entire world will be terrified of us....”

So he wants that evil sword not to open a rift but to keep the NY Shadowhunters off his back so he can live his life in peace. I-n-t-e-r-e-s-t-i-n-g.

Yes, good. Finally learned your lesson.

.............Or not??? I mean it's not like Clary pretended to be on his side before, to lull him into a false security and gain the upper hand. Why would he fall for it now? Because he acts like Jace is the only risk factor here, and Clary is of course truly and wholly on his side. I mean, true, the circumstances are different since she freed him and all, but like. Guy must have trust issues by now. Where are they.

Also

he should start a self help group with Alec hahahahahaha *weeping*

Me, waiting for the next episode of Shadowhunters. (Also I just noticed Simon says “me neither” not “mine neither” so it sounds as if he's not Izzy's thing, either and LOL I couldn't agree more ahahaha.)

Uh-huh, I agree. Perfect timing. I mean, it's not like there was a glaring 98% there earlier, and as if he didn't have plenty of time before to bring this unfortunate line of conversation up. This is on you, Simon. Don't blame the filtering.

HAHAHA ASK ALEC, HE'S GOING TO THROW IT AT HIM HAHAHAHAHAHA

Seriously though. Just, uh, crush it into powder, add some saline solution, done. And I'm not even a scientist. This is intuitive. The heck.

I'm 1000000% on board with all of this, okay. Over excited Alec is the best Alec. Handholding is the best. Magnus's weariness of surprises is headcanon confirmed. Yes to all of it.

So there were a few lines that were widely interpreted as allusions to their kinky sex life and tbh I never bought any of it because I thought it was seeing too much where there was nothing, but this is so very obviously meant in a kinky way that I'll accept it. Another headcanon confirmed ahahaha this episode is so generous to me.

Ugh I'm so gonna have to write something about that. And knowing myself, it'll be sad closeted Alec daydreaming of all the things he can never have.

Question time, what are those weird rivets thingies? Do they hold any meaning? Is their placement of importance? Because they look very deliberate and very there. I'm confused.

Also, this scene was designed to drive me crazy. There's 7 different shots where we see the lock's placement and there are no less than 3 (!!!!!) different placements. Placement #1, #3 and #5 are consistent (though really, #1 and #5 shouldn't even count because they are clearly the same shot, just with Magnus's hand reaching for the lock) on the left side of the yellow lock, to the bottom left of the Dips lock.

Then we see Alec placing it in an empty compartment at the very edge of the construction (placement #2), only for it to be on the compartment below that in the next shot (placement #4), sharing space with a little gray-blueish lock. This is the same place from where Magnus removes it then (placement #6).

I hate inconsistencies, okay, and I really did notice all this the first time watching. I can't not-see stuff like this. The only fun that comes out this detail obsessiveness is the lock that clearly ships Captain America and Captain Marvel (left) and the lock that was placed from two years in the future (right) because ahahahaha did the show forget it takes place in 2016?? It would seem so.

And yes, I chose to focus on this instead of the fact that Magnus incinerates their lock because that hurts my heart too much to think about, okay. That scene was perfect, the music swelling in all the right places and just. So heart-wrenching. I might've teared up a little. You can't prove anything.

Why she not removing those paper thingies? Seems impractical.

Paint on face trope? Check.

Yeah Raphael, lemme pay you some respect for facing your mistakes like that. I like it a lot.

Istg if they don't give him GPS this time and just rely on the tracking rune again, which Jonathan and Clary will insist he blocks, then imma flip my shit.

.......................so many fanfics want to be written here, okay. So many.

Also is no one gonna talk about the fact that they all put the ring on the pointer when that's not the intuitive position to place a ring? For security reasons alone you should put it on your middle finger so it doesn't accidentally slip off. Oh right, I forgot. Magic ring.

I love how Alec's voice wavers and you just know he sends Jace away because he'll start crying if he doesn't (even if in this screen cap Alec looks weirdly happy). Btw headcanon that Jace didn't realize something was up at first and was only tipped off when Izzy asked earlier if Alec was okay, and then he prodded at the parabatai connection and realized... there was nothing. Just a solid wall of nothing, because Alec's been sealing off his feelings completely.

1) Wow, Simon, your condolences are amazing. 2) Please, explain? Is she in a coma? Walking around as if she'd had a lobotomy?? But whatever, just skim over this, she's a minor character anyway and nobody cares about her *shrug*

This is the LAZIEST plot convenience I ever had to see with my own two eyes. I really can't work up the energy to rage about this. Just, wtf. Then again, not calling ahead with vital information seems to be Luke's Thing, just remember the 3x15 disaster. At this point it might as well be considered a character trait of him and no longer plot convenience. *sigh* Also, Shadowhunters are major creeps, am I supposed to believe they don't have a few liters of all of their soldiers' blood stored away somewhere, for reasons?

Uh-huh, Izzy. And if you care to remember, that was about 20 episodes ago. And since vampires have a constant craving for blood they seem to have some kind of metabolic. If you want to tell me that Jace's blood is still IN Simon, then either a) he's been chipping away at the Jace-blood-stash he has hidden in his second gastric and if that runs out he'll no longer be a daylighter or b) Jace's blood went into Simon's cells and changed him on a molecular level..... in which case, to extract it they'd have to remove it, un-daylighter-ing Simon in the process. Or maybe just parts of him? Imagine if he was a daylighter except for his left arm or something. In any case, this is majorly ridiculous and I can't believe I have to suffer through this.

????????????? Who opened that portal? I mean, if he had to call on a warlock to get away, wouldn't it have been easiser for Izzy and Co. to stop him from running through that portal and make him donate some blood first? Instead of forcing this bullshit logic on me? Ugh. But I get it, this is necessary to justify a Sizzy scene. Whatever.

Hahahhahha.

Which means nothing, since Jace can activate his runes without his stele. Or did they forget that part again?? I mean, it's been half a season since he last did that.

“And if it wasn't for our connection I suspect you'd do it again.”

lolololol hilarious.

HAHHAHA WILL YOU STOP WITH THE HILARITY

Honestly, the way they all act I get the distinct feeling I'm watching an exasperated kindergartener and two particularly clingy toddlers vying for her attention XD

Uuuuhhhh yeah hit me with more Malec Flashbacks to make me feel shitty, why don't you.

Okay, consoled. Btw thanks for confirming another headcanon that between the two of them Magnus is the one easier swayed by puppy eyes.

HAHAHAHA of course my mind immediately interpreted that as a misguided pun about Magnus being a Prince of Edom hahahaa wtf Alec

Dammit, his eyes. You can really see how he's allowing himself to start dreaming about it.

Also, can't believe they had a kiddie talk with at least some seriousness, what, two months into their relationship?? Haha. And internally Madzie was like “Uh boring grown up talk, at least I got my sprinkles.”

See, this is what I have problems with. On the one hand, even with all his emotional turmoil going on, Magnus is still enough in his right mind not to fall for Asmodeus's sweet talking, but on the other hand he revisits all of those memories and doesn't realize Alec breaking up with him can't have been real? This doesn't really add up. Either he is out of his mind with emotions that he can't see this very very strange happening for being something fishy (then he shouldn’t have been able to so easily resist Asmodeus), or he's still level-headed enough not to be driven by emotions entirely (then he should have realized the breakup was fake).

toddler fight intensifies

I'M WHEEZING HAHAHAHAHAHAH R U FOR REAL. Also remember my statement from last week? Where I said “I mean, in a way it's nice to know that Demonic Clary isn't smarter than Regular Clary.” Turns out she's so much worse than Regular Clary XD

Lol Raphael is that still you talking or the Plot Point? Because ngl, when I saw that sneak peek promo thingy where Jordan eyes the dramatically last vial of serum in the Institute I immediately thought they want to cook up a conflict there, where he steals the last vial needed to help save Clary and bla bla bla. I really hope they don't go down that road because I feel he should be better than this by now. *sigh* In any case, while I enjoyed the first part of this plot line with Raphael coming here to make reparations, this feels really forced and convenient.

OH MY GOD THANK YOU SIMON FOR ASKING THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS WTF I NEED ANSWERS

Wow can't believe they pulled this obvious and clearly unfitting parallel to Sizzy. I mean, Simon lost his glasses back in S1 and even before that Izzy noticed he was hot in like ep 2. She's been appreciating him as a friend since at least 2B if not sooner. So please don't pretend that she just didn't notice what a great guy he is, because she did. She knows he's someone you can count on, who's there when you need him, with advice or a joke or just to listen to you. She knows all this, and has for seasons. But, surprise surprise, you don't fall in love with everyone who's a great guy and a good friend. That is a thing. Friendships are a thing. Anyway, at least I can wholeheartedly agree that in any possible scenario Izzy is the hot girl XD

HAHAHA JACE THAT'S PAYBACK FOR ALL THOSE TIMES YOU INTERRUPTED MALEC HAHA KARMA IS A BITCH RIGHT

.......or just use glamors to look like Downworlders. Just saying.

Jonathan using the cuts to get a secretive chest grab in on Jace, but I know all those sleazy tricks and you can't slip that feel-up past me #busted

*weeping tears* yeah, and he'll never get the real deal. what a tragedy.

“...the Downworlder club. I think the runes front and center on my neck make a compelling argument, don't you agree?” Also the foreboding background music totally spoiled this 'twist.' (I'm using ''s because it was totally obvious this wouldn't work.)

Look I just love Alec, okay. I LOVE ALEC.

*waves hand* elite guard *waves hand some more* blue mark on his neck *smacks self in the face with waving hand* look i'm pretty sure Meliorn doesn't have a mark like this and he's like, the only Seelie that gets regular screen and talking time with the queen. But I'm way too behind schedule to start looking into it, I might edit something in here later (or never ahahaha).

OH DEAR THE MOMENT OF TRUTH

YES YES YES PLEASE

DUUUUDE WHY ARE YOU GIVING HIM IDEAS WHAT THE HELL

Also, remembering that short sequence of Magnus shooting red magic at his temples from the promo doesn't bode too well for the rest of the episode. Dammit.

You had one job, Lindsay. One. Job. (Yes, please imagine the Loki Gif here. I just love him a lot, okay. Loki <3<3<3)

(^pls imagine her little disenchanted headshake because any screen caps I tried to take made her look drugged out of her mind lol.)

Yep, this is it. This is it.

Sooooo.... how exactly did they persuade the bouncer? Just curious.

HAHAHAAHAH duuuuuude hahahhaa.

........when exactly did Jonathan spy all that? I mean, I've been having questions about the pacing since that ep with the Baby Jonathan Flashbacks, because that manibus whatever demon? Referring to 2x05. So Jonathan only got to earth after that? Howwww? Not thanks to Valentine, right, since he didn't even know Jonathan existed until 2x15 where Jonathan intercepted him from his portal to Idris? And didn't they say Sebastian Verlac disappeared half a year ago?? How does that all match up?

In any case, I feel like the seelie queen suddenly having a warlock boy toy who she can't order into her realm and who she has monthly scheduled appointments with that the whole shadow world knows about is a) totally absurd b) pretty ooc for her and c) reeking of plot convenience. They just couldn't find a better excuse for her to be at a certain place at a certain time. They should have made her attend a fashion show, or hell, a gardening contest. Would have been more credible than whatever this is.

“I grab the queen. Clary portals the three of us away.” “The four of us, including the queen.”

HAHAHHAHAHHA I CAN'T XD XD XD #slightly consoled

WHEN THE HELL DID JONATHAN READ / WATCH THE SHINING ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW WTF!!!!!

1) This doesn't work in real life. Do you have any idea how much time it takes to catch a snow flake or a raindrop this way? I know because I've tried, and the anwer is ages. 2) Seems a very uneconomical way to distrubute drugs. Whoever invented that business model must be in deep depts by now. 3) What kind of shitty plan was that on Jonathan's part? Get Jace on drugs, he'll surely expose himself to be a traitor? I hate the fact that it works. I hate that everyone's shitty plans always work (re: Sizzy's dilettantish prison infiltration) because that's why they all keep making shitty plans. Positive reinforcement and all that. The only one who always gets punched in the face for making okay-to-good plans is Alec, and that's why he's the overthinker. So unfair.

“Well this is awkward because I just stole it for you.”

So frakkin predictable. Also, how did he steal it from the table when Izzy and Simon where guarding it?? It clearly was still there when Maia left and like

Did Jordan just grab it and run? So many questions.

Don't get me wrong, that whole forging the sword sequence was super badass, but like, if you're wielding scorching hot metal it seems a little impractical to just wear security goggles and a leather apron. There were freaking sparks flying and Izzy ducked. What the hell. What about, idk, unconventional but, a protective suit?? And Simon isn't any better. “Oh, I could die from this sword? Just lemme hide behind this doorway real quick.” *sigh* One of these days a character should die because of dumbass behavior, maybe that'd teach them all a lesson.

Also, this is totally logic. They had a splinter from the original sword that they then made tons of serum from, which they saved 3 vials of..... and somehow this was still enough to forge a whole new frikking sword that's apparently just as powerful as the original one. I don't even know where to start with this bullshit.

.................dude, if you wanted to persuade her you should have pointed out the ring to her. But maybe this isn't about logic at all, this is about wanting to know if he is Clary's first choice without logic or reason, and that would make sense for his character, even if it's not the most sensible or productive course of action.

Me, during the fight scene: “Wow, I believe all that Seelie guard slaughtering is not going to end up in a Downworlder vs Shadowhunter war again..... ha..... hahahaha.”

Arguing with a possessed person. Again. Honestly this is the, uhhh, fifth time this happens on this show? And people just seem to never learn. SIGH

Yeah, by not following the plan and acting stupid, so my sympathy is pretty limited aka non-existent. Btw his slide across the Institute floor was hilarious. And also, pretty nice of Clary not to just kill him. This is the second time she's spared him. Interesting.

ISTG IF THIS SCENE ENDS WITH A CLIFFHANGER IF HE GOES THROUGH WITH IT OR NOT IMMA FLIP MY SHIT

*manic laughter* I love that this makes so much sense. Asmodeus needs Magnus's heartbreak so he'll be susceptible to Asmodeus's influence. So his motives are shitty. On the other hand it's not as if what Asmodeus says to Magnus isn't the truth. Fighting through this will make Magnus stronger, no doubt. Knowing he can be this low and still get back on his feet without running away and succumbing to the pain. And I'm glad, for obvious reasons, that Magnus didn't go through with the memory removal because ain't nobody got time for those issues. Mending the breakup in a satisfying was will be hard enough as is. Back to the scene at hand, I gotta say I love this about Asmodeus: He doesn't lie outright, he mostly lies by omission, and he speaks enough truth to really screw with everyone's perception. It's awesome. He is such a great antagonist and his dynamic with Magnus is highly fascinating.

Conclusion: Not enough Malec (seriously, their only scenes together are flashbacks? the frakkin audacity) but tbh I'm still too high on endorphines since the memory removal didn't happen that I'm mostly okay with it. And the Jonathan-Jace comedy was nice.

#shadowhunters #3x19 #magnus bane #alec lightwood #isabelle lightwood #clary fray #jace wayland #asmodeus #simon lewis #jonathan morgenstern #maia roberts #kyle #luke garroway #raphael santiago #reaction

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daeneryses · 5 years

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I’ve been reflecting

I’m not angry or sad anymore (i am a little sad im ngl), i’m genuinely confused at how d&d chose to end the series. All jokes aside, these men are not stupid, I mean they created the most successful show ever and did it gracefully for the most part. I have had issues with it ever since s5, but the GA seemed to love it MORE every year. Each year the show grew larger, more ambitious, more successful. And welp, by s8 it was a full blown cultural phenomenon that we haven’t seen in a while. And honestly, the story was right there, fleshed out for them, esp bc the mainstream audience doesn’t spend hours analyzing every detail of foreshadowing, and lbr, GoT has been more spectacle than substance for a while now. Why not have the long-awaited NK-jon confrontation, and some grand sacrifice by dany in order to win the war which leaves the throne free for jon (IK ITS GROSS BUT DO U THINK MOST CASUAL FANS WOULDN’T SCREECH WITH JOY? DANY DIES A HERO AND JON GETS THE THRONE, OR HAVE IT BE THE OTHER WAY) and there u have your bittersweet ending. It’s quick, it’s easy to follow, most people would be happy.

why on god’s green earth would these two men who were clearly tired of the show go out of their way to create this needlessly contrived plotline that, ultimately, left everyone unsatissfied in some way? d&d aren’t the best writers out there, but whenever thay changed martin’s plotlines they simplified things, they never made it more complex.

and the actual ending. god the actual ending. did anyone get closure? there was no closure. it all felt so hollow (maybe daenerys was the heart of the show hmmmm)

so yeah idk, im just so confused by their choices. listen im ngl and say that I now despise GoT and that I regret watching it bc it isn’t the case. I’m very easy to please lmao, and I made peace with the show being a totally different thing than the books a while ago, and I also made peace with the fact that ever since season 5-6 the show’s been mere spectacle, and I didn’t really mind bc I still loved those characters, I was invested in whatever story they were trying to tell, and as long as it was somewhat believable and was compelling I didn’t have a problem... but I, for the life of me, cannot comprehend how they thought that what they did this season was compelling. Do they really think audiences are stupid? Did they believe no one would question why euron greyjoy (OF ALL PEOPLE) shot down a DRAGON? also, what’s up with all the things they chose NOT to show? arya and sansa’s reaction to jon’s parentage? The actual aftermath of the Long Night (which rly just lasted one singular night I-)? SOME OF DAENERYS’ SUPPOSED DESCENT INTO MADNESS? how missandei got captured? what happened after jon killed dany? why did greyworm let him live? where are the dothraki? what do the lords and ladies of westeros think of the events in KL? WHO REPAIRED THE WALL? that’s just the tip of the iceberg, there are so many unanswered questions, and that’s just plain bad stoy-telling :/

and lbr, the storytelling has been bad for some time now, but this was their final season!! they had to go out with a bang!!! and they didnt!!! it’s literally the worst ending i have ever seen!!! of any show!!! (granted i dont watch many shows but eh) and that makes me incredibly sad, bc up until last episode I was willing to justify MANY things, to suspend disbelief as much as I could, but there’s a limit u know?:/ when your finale leaves more questions than answers, you know you did something terribly wrong.

And I, for the life of me, cannot wrap my head around the fact that a whole writing team came up with that and said “ah yes! perfect!” like these men were comparing it to the BB finale (THE DISRESPECT) I- I don’t have words.

Maybe this is Martin’s ending, but if it is then I hate the fact that they followed it. That doesn’t mean that I will hate his ending, but GoT parted ways with ASOIAF since like season 3; they should have known they wouldn’t be able to deliver the same ending in a satisfying way, simply because it is a different story. The characters are different, so many plotlines have been merged, simplified or just completely ignored, and that’s okay, but don’t try to copy an ending and force it onto a storyline that you haven’t been following. I love both for different reasons, GoT became its own thing (for better or for worse), and it should have continued to be its own thing till the very end.

my blog is a stark blog rn bc that’s the one thing that I didn’t LOATHE tbh. sansa’s ending mostlty. bc arya, jon and bran got mediocre endings for such amazing characters. but they are still alive, which is something that cannot be said for the female protagonist of the series (a big YIKES). i love dark!dany, if we get to see the creation of a villain while being in her head and rooting for her that’d be incredible, but jesus did they butcher it on the show. my poor girl couldn’t even die with dignity, she couldn’t get a proper burial, she never got a trial, she wasn’t avenged, she didn’t fight, she just DIED. and she died a fucking boring death like at least let her embrace her “madness” and take the world down with her.

so yeah, idk where im going with this, im just very confused atm bc they complicated a very simple story (GoT became fairly simple last season) RIGHT AT THE END..... Y I K E S

In fact, the stoy became so simple that I was worried abt a cliche ending...u know, all the supposedly good guys were at WF ready to fight ice zombies!!! and big ol’ bad cersei was at KL!!! there weren’t many ways to finish that story... god what i would give rn for a cliche ending lmao

I guess i was s u b v e r t e d

in their attempt to pull off martin’s twists they DESTROYED their narrative and I am just so so sad lmao

don’t get me wrong, I still like GoT, I am rewatching the entire series and it will always hold a place in my heart, but I can’t help but feel cheated

#got rant #long rant

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vivaciousyellow · 6 years

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y: kitchen and kokoro

dear victoria,

first of all, i’d like to apologise with much much embarrassment for how late this post came in after i’d been the one to insist on deadline like almost a month ago l o l at me

second, i love love love how you described kitchen. it’s exactly how i felt and honestly i’m so weak against the pure sentimentality that the narrator exuded through that exact kind of simple but profound style you described. the book just made me feel really nostalgic - the kind of indulgent, unproductive feeling to which i feel particularly susceptible. i wish i wrote some quotes down but just the way she expressed what home meant to her was so powerful: what she saw in different kitchens, what they told her about the residents of the house, the comfort they gave her... it made me realise more concretely what and how much home means to me.

but also omGGG victoria!!! i’m so sorry you were stuck in the cold ass fucking rain for that - and that we didn’t even make it in to burlesque to maybe take your mind off of it for the rest of night. i’m glad your mom and grandma (fuck drivers) are okay tho. and i hope your uncle is doing okay.

i’ve been trying to improve my relationship with death. i mean i’ve been pretty shielded from it but the threatening blips of its presence which have shown up on my radar and the visceral reaction they elicit suggest that i need to work on it. especially when i find my thoughts trailing over to my parents dying or getting hurt and that’s always Not Fun. especially since i’m supposedly going to Japan for an extended period of time soon. especially because my mom has all these recently accumulating physical problems that have started increasingly encroaching on her quality of life in small but significant ways, and my dad’s always so reckless, his heart is forever 21 but sometimes i feel like his mind turns forever 21 as well, and my sister. oh my sister.

it’s amazing to me how…aggressively?? nuclear our family is. it's a product of being an immigrant family etc. etc. but as the second generation, i used to always panic that i wasn’t going to cry when second degree relatives die. then i turned 22 and suddenly im crying at most things so guess that’s not so much a concern anymore. wellp.

but yeah it’s funny to reminisce about my ~ younger days ~ when i only ever hung out with my parents and sister. they're still my everything, but definitely learning and practicing to make more meaningful connections with friends since getting into college has also been a lot, a lot of learning how to be with other people, and of learning how to go easier on myself. uhmm like crying: i’ve learned to reframe it as not something to let build up out of anxiety, just to explode out of my control then try to stop out of panic but an opportunity to willfully let feelings go and check in with myself and others. idk. basically forming intimate relationships with people is wild and y’all make me wildly feel. Personal Growth and all that shit. (gotta pat myself on the back whenever i don’t actually act like a 10 year old.)

which, segue into the books, has made reading them such a likewise affective experience. (this might be kind of spoilers?? but the plot is pretty simple, and i wouldn’t be able to spoil, like, tone and style of writing if i tried) Kokoro’s plot is loosely similar to kitchen in that it also follows the protagonist’s relationship with someone who became like family. and similarly, that person reappears in the protagonist’s life through a letter.

letters are so weird. y’know? like a physical manifestation, a snapshot of someone’s emotions in the moment. and even just the act of putting into words, feelings. i wish i studied linguistics in college, is another regret i’ve discovered. But also like once you’ve committed to writing something that’s immediately open to interpretation no matter your intention once it leaves your hand feels like a lot of responsibility - to have chosen the right words out of literal millions to perform for you whatever things you want to convey - and expectation, that the other person will understand correctly and empathize. oh! and most importantly, the hope that they’ll respond. the protagonist says during the middle part of the book that “[t]his was why i wrote letters: i hoped for a response” (88). which is so depressing. when feelings and yearnings aren’t reciprocated. which is what ghosting is i guess. actually just human connection in general. lmao i’m really just tryna get down to the really simple and obvious things in life but bear with this slow-learning bish over here.

chapter 56 particularly struck me. when the sensei frames his past, his experiences, as “personal property” to leave in the care of the protagonist (123). recently, my grandparents came to visit, and my grandma kept emphasizing that she had so many things to say to us. stories and lessons she felt incredibly compelled to pass on as soon as possible, that needed to leave her mouth unto my ears. tbh it felt a little foreboding as the recipient of this kind of energy and anxiety. energetic anxiety ? and my mom’s been talking to me a lot more often about… surviving, I guess is the word - so i don’t take so long to realize these Life Lessons. Because this is the property she’s accrued growing up, immigrating, living; property that her parents didn’t have but she can now pass on to me. i feel like there’s some sort of American Dream, capitalist metaphor/critique that can truly flourish with this idea, but I’ll leave it at this clumsy dip into the figurative waters here.

biggest takeaway of all the things my mom and grandma (and I say this endearingly) nag to me about, is 动手动脑. and, best example is this four weeks late post, but i definitely have performance anxiety and can’t get my authorial penis up when I need to, which is something i need to work on… instead of counting on myself to pull out insightful rambles a la every finals week 24 hours before the final paper is due, i should probably take notes and outline for next time. after all, there are no deadlines to inspire to sit my ass down and fight the figurative pins and needles to write when it comes to telling your own story and just thinking for the sake of thinking…

but yeah!!! next up is a personal matter, kenzaburo oe.

much love (and chagrin @me),

ying

#why am i like this #please stop me #natsume soseki #kokoro #japanese literature #semi coherent thoughts #ying #i will be better #how do i add a read more #omg

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