#young benjamin was such a good casting
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Benjamin Linus + bunnies 🐇
#lost#lostedit#tvedit#lost spoilers#benjamin linus#nikolatexla#this is for stripesysheaven <3#this gifset cured my depression cleared my skin solved my problems etc#young benjamin was such a good casting#i wonder the reason he didn't wanna eat the rabbit was bc they were labrotary bunnies or bc he thought it was his bunny...
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Frankie isn't afraid of growing old [Frankie x gn!reader]
My Frankie Morales masterlist
Read on Ao3
Fandom: Triple Frontier
Ship: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x you (I think it’s gn!reader, correct me if I’m wrong).
Warnings: Implied sex at the end, but this is just short and sweet and sfw.
Summary: You like Frankie's hair and beard and body? Idek.
Words: 788
You stop on the threshold to the bathroom, and lean on the door frame, admiring the view before you.
Frankie’s just out of the shower, towel hanging low on his narrow hips, his pudgy belly protruding over the edge of the cotton. Long, strong legs, thick thighs (now hidden by the towel), broad shoulders, arms muscular by physical labor, not lifting weights. A bit of a double chin forming, round cheeks when he smiles – which he does often. Facial hair growing out of order, silver scattered among the dark bristles. His hair echoes that salt and pepper, and newly washed, towel-dried… Good lord, those curls.
Your man is a hot piece of ass, there’s no other way of putting it.
He glances over at you, a little smile playing in the corner of his mouth as he reaches for the shaving cream.
”What?”
”You know what,” you smile back.
”I don’t.”
”Yes you do, stud. You’re so fucking sexy.”
His ears turn pink, and he hurries to lather his face with shaving cream.
”Thanks.” His voice is demure, but warm, and his long lashes are cast down as he picks up his razor, before looking up in the mirror.
”Why the shaving?” you ask, now entering the bathroom. He raises a brow at you, razor at the ready.
”Honey, I look like Hugh Jackman in X-Men.”
”You say that like it’s a bad thing…”
”It’s beginning to look unkempt.”
You grab a towel from the rack, and dab a little at his face. ”Just a little touch-up? I like your facial hair.”
”It’s getting itchy.”
”That’s because you’re not using the products I got you,” you roll your eyes and give Frankie a ”told you so” look. He smiles back, sheepishly, and puts down the razor. You take that as an invitation to wet the towel, and start to wipe the cream off his face. A lock of hair falls down his forehead, and you brush it to the side, letting your fingers run through the damp curls. Frankie releases a small sigh, as do you.
God, how you love that he’s just who he is. He’s not ashamed of his body, doesn’t sweat it that he’s going grey (you almost spit out your drink the first time you saw Benjamin with his newly colored hair – there’s a guy who refuses to grow old), and doesn’t care if you shave your body hair or not.
Frankie just isn’t afraid of growing old. He welcomes it with open arms, now that he’s out of the military, alive and spending the rest of his life with you.
”Just a little trim?” you now suggest, and Frankie agrees. You take the electric razor from its dock, check the setting, then go over your man’s mustache and patchy beard. When you’re done, you change the setting again, and touch up the edges. Finally, you take out the beard oil, and carefully massage it onto his face. All the time, Frankie’s eyes are fixed on yours, half closed like those of a cat enjoying itself in a patch of sunlight.
”There,” you finally nod, patting his cheek. ”Pretty as a pony.”
Frankie chuckles, now tearing his gaze from you, and checking himself in the mirror. He runs his palms over his cheeks, turns his face this way and that to check all the angles.
”Thanks,” he finally says, looking happy. He may not be that interested in trying to look young, but he does want to look good with what he has. ”It’s much better.”
”You’re very welcome,” you smile, equally happy with the result. Frankie draws his fingers through his hair.
”I think I’ll see if the barber has an opening tomorrow.”
”Noooo,” you protest, taking his hands away from his hair, and running your own fingers through the curls that you love so much. ”No touchy!”
”Honestly, baby, I’m beginning to think that you won’t love me anymore if I were to turn bald!”
”I wouldn’t,” you tell him cruelly. ”You wouldn’t be the same without the hair.”
”You’re breaking my heart,” he mock sobs dramatically. ”You’re only with me because I look good.”
”Well, duh.”
You lean in, smelling the beard oil and body wash on him. Tentatively, your lips brush over his.
”I’ll tell you a secret,” you whisper, your hands sneaking around his waist, pulling him in close, his big warm belly pressing up against you.
”Yeah?” He nips at your lips, hands coming to just above your ass.
”I don’t like the idea of someone else touching your hair.”
”Jealousy is a good look on you…”
”Everything looks good on me.”
”True.”
You untie the towel around his hips, and Frankie presses his grinning lips to yours.
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my aftg fan cast
disclaimers:
a lot of these, especially in the next part, aren’t actors, so this is less a fancast and more of a “i have a horrible imagination and need to visualize characters so they feel more real to me” list
if they don’t look like what you picture, agree to disagree! i love seeing other ppl’s perspectives of what the characters look like and i hope you do too
without further ado,
neil josten - benjamin wadsworth
okay listen just because i picked the most used neil fancast DOES NOT MEAN THE REST OF THIS LIST IS BORING!!! he’s just so neil-coded to me in deadly class! i even put him into a photo editing app to change his hair and eye color and he still fits!!! plus the top right pic is exactly how i imagine a nathaniel smile.
andrew/aaron minyard - vlad konoplev
i’m gonna give credit to @kalu_aftg on tiktok for this, because i saw this actor in their tik tok. he’s in a russian series called my biggest secret (i watched a couple clips but i haven’t seen the show)
but come on!!!! this is andrew minyard!!!! and always with andrew fancasts it’s difficult to see them as aaron but i feel like this could go both ways, especially in the bottom right pic. identical, but different vibes, yk?
dan wilds - kiersey clemons
i first saw kiersey clemons in new girl as kc and she feels so dan! then i saw the pic on the top left and i was like YES! this. is. dan. she seems very sweet and friendly but i know she could give a great game face.
nicky hemmick - conor husting
even his pics give off major nicky vibes. he also has a very similar hair length to what i picture nicky with. fun fact: he’s also half-mexican on his mother’s side which is strangely accurate lol!!
allison reynolds - jessica lord
i’m gonna be honest i just searched up “blond actresses 20’s” and that top left photo popped up and it was just so so so allison!! i included a couple pics of her in the ballet movie “find me in paris” because i couldn’t find a lot of pics of any of these actors in active wear and this felt close enough.
kevin day - nicholas galitzine
honestly i got this idea from an instagram live he did where he was yelling about being 6 foot and my brain was like “that is kevin day IN THE FLESH”. i originally saw him in bottoms and he totally cracked me up.
matt boyd - daniel ezra
like come on!!! his smile is so bright and inviting, it gives off such strong matt energy. he played spencer james in all-american and i haven’t watched it but ive seen ppl say good things. bonus: he’s the only one i could find with any form of a face guard (even tho nick galitzine also played a football player in bottoms lol)
renee walker - sydney park & lana condor
okay SO my criteria was soft-looking people that can look sharp in other pictures, and i came up with these two! it’s kinda hard to picture renee without the pastel/white hair but let’s suspend disbelief.
seth gordon - young david beckham
speaking of suspending disbelief, LMAOO. just hear me out, okay. seth was a fifth year, slightly older than the rest of them, so i was looking for that + blond buzz cut and this is the result!
and that’s all! i have more so i’ll probably make a part two, but im having trouble finding a nathan because it’s so hard NOT to picture nathan as a redhead but that means he probably won’t look like benjamin wadsworth.
#aftg#all for the game#andrew minyard#neil josten#dan wilds#matt boyd#renee walker#seth gordon#kevin day#allison reynolds#nicky hemmick#foxhole court#fancast
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speak now
pairing: peter parker x reader
summary: when peter is getting married, you just want to go and make sure he's happy. but what happens when the officiant asks a very pertinent question?
warnings: none
words: 1.8k
a/n: this is an idea I've had forever, but in honor of taylor's version of the 'speak now' album, I finally finished it! please enjoy!
oOoOo
Leaning against Michelle’s kitchen counter, you glanced down at her pile of mail and noticed a thick, glossy card sticking out. “What’s this?” you asked curiously, moving forward to pull the card out from the pile.
Before you could, Michelle’s hand reached out and snatched the card. “It’s nothing.” she told you, rather unconvincingly.
“Alright.” you conceded, looking the other way before darting your hand out to grab the card from MJ’s unsuspecting hands. “Let go!” you shouted, wrestling the paper into your grasp, letting out a triumphant shout when you won the struggle.
Looking down at the card, your eyes scanned the cursive lettering, quickly noticing it was an invitation, suddenly freezing in your spot. The longer you stared at the invitation, the more you thought your heart was going to break out of your chest with how erratically it was beating. Tears welled in your eyes, yet you did nothing to keep them at bay.
You are cordially invited to the wedding of
Peter Benjamin Parker and Regina Ann Thompson
on August 15, 2023
“y/n.” MJ began, approaching you cautiously, arms open and eyes cast down in pity.
“He’s getting married.” you whispered, more so to yourself than anyone else. “When did you get this?” you asked, spinning around to face your friend. “When did you get this?” you repeated, waving the invitation franticly.
“Three weeks ago.”
Three weeks ago. Definitely too long to blame the postal office for a late invitation. “So, he doesn’t want me there.” you spoke aloud, falling down into a nearby chair.
It wasn’t that you felt you deserved to be at Peter’s wedding or that it was the greatest sin of all times you weren’t invited; but you thought that after everything the two of you had been through he would have at least had the decency to call you – hell even a text would be great – to let you know he was engaged. Once upon a time, the two of you were a couple, and there was a time in your life you imagined that you would be the one to marry Peter. You were so young and in love, oblivious to the world around you and the challenges that threatened your relationship.
As one of Peter’s oldest friends, of course, you knew that he was Spider-Man. In fact, you supported him through it all, never letting it get in the way of your friendship or the feelings you had for him. Eventually, Peter wised up and asked you out, and the rest was supposed to be history. While everything was fine at first, down the road you learned how difficult it was being the significant other of a superhero.
The sweet nothings and soft gazes eventually morphed into harsh words thrown at each other in the middle of the night after long patrols for Peter and constant worrying for you. Secrets built up like skyscrapers and the trust that once existed between the two of you for so long dissolved. Eventually, you figured it was better to stop now before either of you said things you would regret, no matter how much it hurt.
“This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you, y/n. You were just starting to live again, and I don’t want you to hole yourself back up.” MJ explained, wrapping her arms around your frame.
You let her hug you, keeping your own arms limp against your side, the gears in your mind turning and turning. “Take me as your plus one.” you finally said, pulling away to look MJ in the eyes.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Please MJ.” you begged. “Let me have, let this be my closure.” you continued, your mouth seemingly working faster than your mind. “I won’t even talk to him or let him know that I’m there. Please, I just want to see that he’s happy.” you cried, voice breaking at the end.
At the end of the day, even if Peter had left you with a broken heart, you just wanted to know that everything worked out for him. Even if you couldn’t be the one to give it to him, Peter deserved his happily ever after. Silently, you pleaded with MJ, your eyes glassy and desperate as she mulled the thought over.
“Fine.” she yielded. “But then that’s it, you have to get back out there and live your life.” she compromised.
“Promise.” you agreed. “He won’t even know that I’m there.”
oOoOo
Weeks later, you found yourself outside a church watching as friends and families eagerly filed in. Your eyes watched as MJ continued inside to her seat up front. She had offered to sit in the back with you, but you urged her to be there to support Peter. Besides, she would find you after the whole ceremony was over and you could make your escape.
As you waited, your leg bounced, nerves continually rolling through your body. All you wanted was a glance of Peter before the ceremony. Looking both ways with determination, you snuck into the back rooms of the church, searching for where Peter would be waiting. Before you could find him, however, you heard voices coming your way, so you slipped into the nearest empty room, pressing yourself against the wall. Sucking in a breath, you willed yourself to become invisible. But what you heard had you slowly poking your head around the corner.
“What the hell?” a voice shrieked out. “Are you able to do this, or do I need to get someone else to do your job?”
Once glance and you saw the shouts came from Peter’s bride to be – Regina- who stood in front of a trembling bridesmaid, pointing fingers widely. The dress she wore looked as though it came straight out of a bakery, and you had to hold in your laugh. The bridal party walked by the room you were hidden in, and you pushed yourself further against the wall.
A breath of relief escaped your lips, but your heart clenched immediately after. Was this who Peter was marrying? Was this who was going to make him happy for the rest of his life?
Knowing you didn’t have much time left, you hurried into the church and slipped into a pew in the very last row. It wasn’t long before the officiant came out, shortly followed by Peter.
It was like time stopped the moment your eyes landed on his figure, His dark hair gelled back for the occasion, fiddling with his sleeves as he waited. You tried to gauge his emotion – was it a happy-nervous tick or a ‘dear god someone get me out of this’ nervous tick. Before you could think on it anymore, the organ music changed and the bridal procession began as the bridesmaids walked down the aisle before everyone stood as Regina walked out.
While all heads turned towards her, yours stayed on Peter the whole time, analyzing the way he reacted to his almost wife walking towards him. A smile graced his features, but even from far away you could tell the smile didn’t reach his eyes. Was all of this a joke? Was he settling? Looking for a way out?
Your mind raced with all these thoughts as officiant droned on. But something in your heart kept calling to you. Telling you that this wasn’t the way things were supposed to be. Telling you that you had to do something. Even if it was a mistake, you couldn’t live with the ‘what ifs’ that would plague your mind if you stayed quiet. And so, when the officiant called out “…speak out or forever hold your peace” you knew it was your moment.
As if possessed by some unknown force, you peeled yourself off the cold pew and stood among the sea of viewers. A collective gasp rang out through the church at your action, MJ being one of the first to look at you with a ‘are you kidding me’ look on her face. But, more importantly, you caught Peter’s gaze for the first time in months.
His jaw went slack as he stared at you. It had been months since Peter allowed himself to look at you. He had tried to shove everything that happened between you both into the furthest corners of his mind, but it seemed like fate had other plans.
“What is going on?” Regina demanded, recognition in her eyes as she started you down.
Sweaty palms rested against your thighs, and you knew this was your last chance. With a deep breath, you let it all pour out. “Look, Peter, I am not the type of person who should be interrupting a wedding of all events. But I also know you. And I know that you are not the type of guy who should be marrying the wrong girl.
“This is selfish of me, I’ll admit that. And if I am completelywrong then say the word and I will walk out of those doors with a smile on my face knowing that you’re happy. Because that’s all I want for you. But if there is even a small part of you that doesn’t want to go through with this marriage, then don’t.” you practically begged, not yet finished.
“You deserve all the happiness in the world, Peter. I know we had our challenges, but we were also something amazing together. So, please, don’t be noble Peter Parker always wanting to do the right thing. Do what you want to do.” you told him, fighting back the tears. “And, again, I know this was awful time, but I was told to speak now, right?” you asked through a watery giggle, staring down the man you loved as if your life depended on it.
There was a heavy silence that blanketed the church over the next few moments. With each second that passed, your heart grew heavier and heavier fearing you made a terrible mistake. Finally, you accepted defeat and began to walk out of the hall. You held yourself tightly, trying not to cry until you made it outside. However, before you could reach the doors, you felt a hand grasp your wrist, spinning you around.
You let out a breathy gasp as you stood face to face with Peter, his lips only inches from yours. It was as if time stood still in that moment, and you had to bite your lip to convince yourself it wasn’t all a dream. Any words you wanted to speak got stuck in your throat, but Peter leaned close to you, his warm breath against your ear caused you to shiver.
“I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door.” he whispered, nodding ever so slightly in confirmation.
Stumbling back, you left the church and found your way to the backdoor outside, waiting nervously. Nearly 10 minutes passed when the door floor opened, and Peter stood, his tie undone, and his tuxedo jacket abandoned. His hair looked mussed as though he had been anxiously running his fingers through just as you knew he had the habit of.
“Peter.” you breathed out, reaching towards him, nervous he might disappear.
“Did you mean it?” he questioned, grasping you against him tightly.
“What?”
“Did you mean everything you said in there? Are we going to make this work? Tell me I didn’t just walk out of my wedding for nothing.” he begged, also just as scared and vulnerable as you felt.
When words were lost on you, you instead closed the distance between the two of you until your lips met his for the first time in months. Though, it was like no time had passed as you and Peter fell into a familiar rhythm, saying all the apologies and confessions you couldn’t speak aloud. Yes, there was still a lot to work through, but you were together again and that’s all that mattered.
Thank god you were around when they said speak now.
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gundam themed/similar games?
THEME: Gundam
Hello friend! This actually made me go back into my previous game recs and realize that I hadn’t properly tagged my Mechs Part 1 and Part 2 recs - so now you should be able to find them! Out of the games listed there, I’d definitely recommend Disaster/Wing by A Couple of Drakes, Mobile Zero Firebrands,by Lumpley Games, and Apocalypse Frame by Binary Star Games.
Now, let’s see what else we can rustle up.
Last Sentinels, by Jason Price.
The people of AUGUR-V had been cast into the stars, pursued by the vengeful forces of the New Alliance. But one Sentinel pilot still offered them hope. This is their story.
Last Sentinels is a GM-less storytelling tabletop roleplaying game for 3 or 4 players. It focuses on one main protagonist, a gifted young civilian who escapes the besieged planet of AUGUR-V on a titanic starship with their remaining people. They must defend these survivors against overwhelming odds as a vast fleet pursues the ship through their former empire.
But your protagonist is doomed.
Their story will end in death or betrayal when they succumb to the intense pressures of hope, despair, scheming foes and high-stakes mech combat.
Last Sentinels is more focused on the structure of the narrative than it is on the fights between mechs. Because the game is GM-less, the story becomes a negotiation, with the responsibilities of the players depending on where they sit at the table. Another thing unique about this game is the fact that no one player is responsible for any one character. This is because this is a story with one protagonist - similar to Amuro Rey from the original series. The game isn’t meant to tell a happy story - this is a game with a tragic ending. If you want a game that treats the subject matter of war with the same gravity as Mobile Suit Gundam, this is the game for you.
IGNOBLECORPS: Pilots of Command, by Declan Lowthian.
Hello Pilot
You are about to embark on your first mission for the glory of Command. We have faith that your training will not fail you, and that you in turn will not fail us.
You have your mission.
Ready for launch.
IGNOBLECORPS is a game about desperate mech pilots working within a titanic organization spanning the galaxy. Fight for and against Command's control and try to get out alive.
This is a hack of a game called NOBLECORE, a game about metal space fantasy with legendary heroes. This system uses exploding dice pools, which means that when you roll the highest number on any given dice, you get to re-roll for a chance at more success! This is also a collaborative game, so it expects all of the players at the table to generate the galaxy around you, rather than providing you with chapters and chapters of lore. This game reminds me of Gundam because it expects combat to be brutal and desperate - even if the moves are flashy, the war behind them is gritty and dark.
Armored Battle Frame, by Mundos Infinitos.
The WORLD is in a WAR fought with MECHAS. You are a PILOT, shaped to fight, witness to atrocities, bearer of wounds, a tool for victory. This is the story of your dreams and ambitions.
As a pamphlet game, expect Armored Battle Frame to be quick to pick up and quick to play. The designer, Benjamin A. Reyna, is very good at fitting a lot of information into a small space. This game can be played with or without a GM, and it can also be played solo! Mobile Suit Gundam is also listed as an inspiration in the game description. The designer also has another Mech game called Real Robot TechaMech: Professional Level, which uses a game system found among a number of Reyna’s games.
Battle Century G: Remastered, by GimmickLabs.
Express your creativity without mechanical restrictions. The game is effects-based, so how you do something does not matter as much as what you do. And what you do is pilot a kickass Mecha, command a badass Battleship, or ride a terrifying Kaiju.
Employ tactics and teamwork to defeat your enemies. Enemies in Battle Century G are powerful, you'll have to adapt on the fly to their weapons and schemes, watch each other's backs with your allies to ensure no one gets shot down, and employ synchronized combination attacks to defeat superbosses.
Explore a solarpunk future. The setting included in this book presents an environmentalist, inclusive and transhumanist society opposing an industrialist empire with the looming threat of kaiju mechabeasts on the horizon. It is inspired by the likes of Turn A Gundam, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, Dune and Sid Meier's Alpha Centauri.
Battle Century G boasts fast-paced combat and big powers that make you feel more than competent. It also includes advice on playing for both GMs and players, in what looks to be an effort to make the game as easy to step into as possible, and the themes and setting information allow for a number of societies that look very different from our own - great for speculative fiction.This is a game that is the result of various playtests and previous editions, so it’s less likely to feel like a quick hack and more likely to feel like a full game.
Maharlika, by makapatag.
MAHARLIKA RPG is a technomystic Science Fantasy mecha RPG inspired by Filipino Mythology, centered around Mekanized Weapons or Meka, and their pilots: the eponymous Maharlika.
You will play as these titular spirit-warriors, mavericks, aces, and knights that all swear loyalty to a Datu, one of the CEOs of the Megacorporations, so that you can protect the technospiritual galaxy of Arkipelago.
As a Maharlika, you venture out into space where you will take on dangerous missions, fight for your ideals, hack the spiritual internet that is the Lambat, repel Xenobeings, trade love and resources, and participate in fiestas to survive, thrive, and protect what is yours in the dangerous Starsea.
Maharlika is inspired by a number of mech media, including Mobile Suit Thunderbolt and Iron Blooded Orphans from the Gundam series. The game has two modes of play: Maharlika (narrative) and Meka (mech combat). You’ll use mainly d10s and d20s for these rolls, and add modifiers for skills and stats that your character is strong in. The setting itself is described as technomystical, and the lore is heavily inspired by Filipino mythology, so if you want to really lean into the supernatural abilities such as the psychic abilities suggested in Mobile Suit Gundam’s Newtypes, this might be worth checking out. Maharlika is possibly also the most technically complex game on this list.
Games I’ve Recommended in the Past
Spectres of Brocken, by ehronlime.
Lancer, by Massif Press.
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Fabian: they did have fun names. they did have fun names. There's Chungle-down Bim
Kristen: what? Are you having a stroke?
Fabian: no, no, no, no, no
Adaine: maybe it's an anagram. It must be an anagram.
Fabian: no, it wasn't an anagram. His name is just Chungle-down Bim. And there was also one named old young Benjamin, who was old but also young. And there was another one that jumped out that jumped out when they all found out that I didn't kill my father like I said I did. Well I did -
Adaine: you did
Fabian: yea but I didn't kill my father like they thought I did. I didn't, like, fight him in combat. And they all said that we were gonna die and they challenged James to a fight. And I said "well come on I'm Fabian Seacaster, we can beat him. And then he was walking by and I -- and I jumped out of the door and I -- I said Captain James and I stabbed him. And I stabbed him really good. And I didn't do a good job.
Adaine: so it's fine, so he's dead?
Fabian: nooooo
Gorgug: you didn't kill him?
Fabian: no!
Gorgug: did you almost kill him?
Fabian: no! I mean, I thought I did. I thought I did some good damage and I really hit him hard and then the next thing I knew, his tentacles were on my head and he was gonna eat my brain. then he told me he'd eaten my siblings brains so I guess I have brother and sisters but I didn't have enough time to process that, because by the time I escape he murdered, like, -- he murdered like all of my fa -- he murdered all of my father's followers, like all of them in one hit. It was like just went hard and then it --
Adaine: is Alister dead?
Fabian: mm mm no. The only four that survived were Chungle-Down Bim, Old you g Benjamin --
Kristen: well didn't Chungle-Down Bim help you?
Fabian: no -- [Lou is really losing it here]
Gorgug: Chungle-Down Bim probably saved you.
Fabian: No --
Riz: we should go to Chungle-Down Bim
Fabian: No --
Kristen: how did he help you in the fight? How did he help you?
Lou: incoherent
Fig: I've got a phone book here. I'm looking for Chungle-Down Bim.
Fabian: no, please don't. He told me --
Fig: he's on the line
Fabian: he told me he was gonna shit in my mouth. He told me he was gonna shit my mouth. He was gonna shit in my mouth and that I would never be a real pirate and that I was a disgrace to my father's memory.
Kristen: hug, hang up
Fabian: and then old young Benjamin is hiding somewhere. And Alistair Ash was crying as I ran away.
Gorgug: but you grabbed him as you ran away though, right?
Fabian: noo, I abandoned him like confidently cause I knew that the only way I would survive is if I ran away. So the only ones left of my followers is Chungle-Down Bim who probably works for James, old Young Benjamin who's doing a monkey thing up in the rigging and then there's, honestly, I probably have one follower who's running around. He's not even mine he's my father's like everything else I have. And I don't know. We shouldn't fight James. He's just going to murder all of you and I'm going to feel awful, and I'm just going to end up eating banana yogurt in a house that I build in memory of my father.
Kristen: I slap him
Tracker: jesus
Kristen: Fabian Aramaris Seacaster, we need you. We brought one Gilear, we made that mistake, we did not mean to bring two.
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Fig: I'm going to cast suggestion on Gilear and tell him to believe in himself
Kristen: we need that here! [Gestures at Fabian]
Gilear: [fails his save] I'm okay with the fact that it takes mind control to make me like me.
I am looking up from the bottom and I'm seeing how close Fabian is sinking towards me and it is alarming even to me. I will not lie.
#brennan lee mulligan#dimension 20#fantasy high: sophmore year#ep 7 the friendship section#lou wilson#siobhan thompson#ally beardsley#zac oyama#emily axford#brian murphy#lou's laughter/nervous breakdown while trying to say this part made me lose#almost chopped part of my finger off while prepping dinner 😂#oh god the utter hysteria of this whole thing#literally delayed dinner
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My Ships + Their Songs:
(PRDC Version)
Kendall/Shelby - They have a few, I can't pick between them, but:
Judas - Lady Gaga
Scotty Doesn't Know - Maddie Ross
Friends Don't Fuck - HAVEN
The Other Man - The Next Step
Secret Love - The Next Step
She Keeps Me Up - Nickleback
What Love Is About - XO-IQ
Kendall/Phillip - They have a couple, but the first one is them, imo:
Cool For The Summer - Demi Lovato
Paparazzi - Lady Gaga
Prince Ali - Annapantsu (version)
Kendall/Ivan, not as many for these two, but that's ok
Maneater - Nelly Furtado
From Now On - The Features
Partners In Crime - Set It Off
Kendall/Heckyl, the first one is so them, after 'nightmare in amber beach'
Troublemaker - Olly Murs
Heavy Metal Lover - Lady Gaga
In The End - Linkin Park
Beggin' - Måneskin
Chase/Riley (Chiley), these two are practically canon and we know it
My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski
I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
Live While We're Young - One Direction
Shut Up And Dance - WALK THE MOON
Your Man - Josh Turner
Shelby/Tyler, my canon babies <3333
Shut Up And Dance - WALK THE MOON
Firecracker - Josh Turner
I Was Made For Lovin' You - KISS
Teenagers - MCR
Brave - The Next Step
Phillip/James, The ship very few asked for, but I love sm
From Now On - The Features
What Love Is About - XO-IQ
Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab
Still Into You - Paramore
Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery
Phillip/Ivan, The definition of Knight/Prince
Can't Remember To Forget You - Shakira
Hood Rose - The Next Step
My Love, My Life - ABBA
Paparazzi - Lady Gaga
Gimmie More - Britney Spears
Tyler/Ivan, The enemies to lovers ship we didn't know we needed, but got anyway
Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab
Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift
Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA
I Kissed A Boy - Jupither
Rivalry - The Next Step
Matt/Ivan, the ship @spookyblazecoffee made me ship
T- Shirt - Thomas Rhett
Best Friends Brother - Victorious Cast
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen
Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery
Chase/Kendall, the ship I kinda ship, but more in a best friends with benefits way
Warrior Of The Mind - EPIC: The Troy Saga
We Doin' It - XO-IQ
Friends Don't Fuck - HAVEN
MAMMAMIA - Måneskin
I Found My Voice - Lost And Found Music Studios
Riley/Ivan, the Sword Bfs that are way too gay for eachother
Young + Tragic - Jackson Rathbone
Style - Taylor Swift
Unconditionally - Katy Perry
Heroes - Zayde Wolf
Partners In Crime - Set It Off
Riley/Heckyl, the ones that have way too much tension for the natur of their relationship
Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab
Can't Remember To Forget You - Shakira
Troublemaker - Olly Murs
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga
If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin
For The Thrill Of It - COUNTERFEIT
(@spookyblazecoffee @themundanemudperson @the-gays-ever @gayferret420 @rawrloooool @hesploro12 )
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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡
Spencer Reid x she/her!reader
TW: reference to domestic violence
Must Have Been The Wind
Spencer returned home late that first night, tiredly stumbling through his apartment door during the early hours of the morning and crashing on his bed as soon as it was within reach. The case he had just helped solve was, of course, as stressful as any other, but the mystery itself was not particularly difficult to decipher, it just so happened that the team’s flight home was delayed by four hours.
Naturally, the tired genius was desperate for sleep, but right as he closed his eyes, the sound of glass shattering stirred him awake again. At first, he thought his ears were playing tricks on him, and he tried to drift off to sleep again, but then he heard something else. From the apartment above his, he could hear a woman crying. There was no chance of Spencer getting back to sleep, his hero instincts had kicked in, and before he knew it he was getting in the elevator, ascending to the second floor.
He speed walked down the hall to the door of the apartment directly above his, following the cries until he was knocking on the dark oak door. The crying stopped immediately, on the other side of the door someone was shuffling around, and Spencer tried to decipher what could be going on. Was she tidying the mess of broken glass? Was she hiding something? Before he could make a conclusion, the door opened, but only slightly. There stood a woman, her puffy eyes indicating that she had been the one crying, but aside from that distinction he didnt recognise her at all, she must have only recently moved in. One of her hands clutched at the wooly turtle neck sweater hugging her form, as though she was holding up the neck to hide herself further, and her other hand held the door so that it couldnt open any further.
“Hello, Im Spencer Reid, I live in the apartment below you and I couldnt help hearing the sound of glass shattering and someone crying- the sounds were coming from above me, I just wanted to see if you were alright?” The young genius explained himself, and used the knowledge from his profession to decode your body language.
Your body was mostly hidden behind the door, only one half of you properly visible as the dark apartment behind you cast a shadow over your features. It was obvious that you were cowering away from Spencer, but at his words, you visibly relaxed a little, and he was very glad of that. Why had you been afraid of him? He noticed that your eyes were wildly glancing inside your apartment, at the slightest noise your head would turn to look inside. Was there someone else in there? Were you in danger? The kind smile that overtook your features distracted Spencer from his thoughts, he couldnt help it, your smile only enhanced the beauty that he already acknowledged but chose to ignore because he was focussed on trying to help.
“Hi Spencer, Im (Y/N). I appreciate your concern, and I-” You paused, avoiding eye contact with Spencer. “-I wish I could tell you about the noise, but I didnt hear a thing! It must have been the wind, maybe I left a window open and something fell. Whatever the cause, Im sorry if the noise woke you.”
Spencer shook his head, he was about to tell you that you didnt need to apologise, and then he was going to try and talk to you more, because every red flag he knew was telling him that you were lying. But, before he could even open his mouth, you continued.
“Anyway, I wont keep you, I’ll go and close the windows, have a good night, sir!” And with that, you closed the door, disappearing.
Spencer heard the fake pleasantness in your voice, you were trying to convince him that you were alright, but you must have known it wasnt working, so you cut the conversation short before he could question you further. Or, maybe Spencer’s paranoid ears were playing tricks on him. It was plausible, he couldnt deny that, and he didnt have any reason to dispute it aside from his own opinion, which told him you were anything but alright.
Though he returned to his apartment, he didnt sleep that night, his body forced him to stay awake and listen carefully for anymore sounds. There were no more disturbances, and Spencer went into work the following morning convincing himself that it really must have been the wind.
Spencer was away for three nights on a case after that first interaction, and while he was away he couldnt help but worry about you.
He returned to his apartment at around lunchtime, the flight home wasnt delayed at all this time around. There was a knock at his door about 20 minutes after he’d arrived at his apartment, his suitcase was only half unpacked. Spencer frowned in confusion, but was quick to open his door and greet whoever wanted to see him. There you stood, a scarf around your neck and a plate of cookies in your hands, which you held out to him.
“The other night, I didnt really get the chance to introduce myself, we’ve- sorry, I’ve only just moved in, and I wanted to apologise again for waking you, so I baked you some cookies! I tried to replace all ingredients that you could possibly be allergic to with safe substitutes, as I dont know whether you have any allergies.” You spoke kindly, your voice less fearful and fake than the last time Spencer had heard it.
Spencer smiled. “Thank you very much (Y/N), do you want to come in for a coffee? Im a little out of stock of almost every other consumable item because I’ve been away, so these cookies have come at an ideal time!”
You chuckled at that and nodded, which Spencer hadnt expected.
“Happy to be of service! And thank you, I’d love to.” You told him, and he stepped aside to welcome you into his home.
Once Spencer had closed his front door, you placed the cookies down on a kitchen counter and turned to look at him.
“I cant stay long, Im afraid Im caught up with paperwork right now.” You said, keeping your voice level as you gestured to Spencer, wordlessly asking for a pen and paper.
He nodded, confused as to why you were asking in such a way, but he still fetched you a notepad and a pen, while casually replying to your spoken words. “Oh, what’s the paperwork?”
While you scribbled down on the notepad, you made up a response to Spencer’s question, both of you aware that the verbal conversation you were having was mostly based on lies. “Y’know, the usual, safety reports and whatnot. Im a nurse.”
You showed him what you’d written on the notepad:
He’s listening. Above. Need help. Please.
Alarm bells rang in Spencer’s head, and he made eye contact so you knew he’d read it.
“How long have you been a nurse?” He asked, not thinking or caring for his words as you pulled the scarf from your neck.
Bruises, in the shape of fingers and lines, wrapped themselves around your neck like a collar. Spencer felt his blood boil as he held his hand out and waited for you to pass him the pen, before he scribbled down beneath your message.
Give me his name.
You nodded at his message. “I’ve been a nurse for almost 5 years now, it’s a job I have a real passion for, there’s nothing like saving people every single day.” You held his gaze as you spoke, and then tore your eyes from his in order to jott down the name of the man you lived with, as well as some background information.
Night shift. Medford. Oregon. Took me as I was getting in my car 6 months ago. Drags me from place to place. Makes me work to pay him. Goes out and kills. Comes back and beats me black and blue.
Spencer made a mental note of everything you’d written and took his phone out from his back pocket. He typed out all of the information in a text to Penelope, desperately hoping that she wasnt busy at that precise moment. At the end of his message, he added “She’s in my apartment, I’ll protect her, but please get people here as soon as possible”.
“I can imagine a job like that would be very rewarding.” Spencer said to you as he took the pen.
It’s done, they’re on their way.
You visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and Spencer darted over to his front door to lock it, just in case the murderer in your apartment tried to get to you. He ran to his bedroom and took his gun from his suitcase, stuffing it under the back of his belt as a precaution.
The police sirens reached your ears just as Spencer re-entered the room, and several loud thuds from above followed immediately after. Spencer noticed you visibly flinch at every thud, and he was quick to stand in front of you and take ahold of your hand to calm you down. Unfortunately, his efforts were no match for the roar coming from the hall above.
“YOU LITTLE BITCH, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?!”
You started hyperventilating, unable to process the petrifying fear of that monster coming after you. Spencer turned and pulled you into his arms, knowing that he had at least a few seconds to hold you before the killer got out of the elevator.
“I promise you, I will never let him hurt you again.” He comforted you, his voice so soft in contrast to the harsh words you were used to hearing from the man you had been held captive by.
At the sound of the elevator doors opening, Spencer let go of you and retrieved his gun, aiming for his own front door. If that evil creature got to the door before the police got upstairs, Spencer was ready. You grabbed part of his shirt and balled it in your fist, allowing yourself to stay attached to him and feel just a little safer. The loudest footsteps Spencer had ever heard ran down the hall until they reached his door, a fist pounded against it only once before he was thrown to the floor by the police - or at least, that’s what you and Spencer assumed had happened, based on what you could hear. A much quieter knock landed on his door.
“Who is it?” Spencer called loudly.
“It’s me, kid!” Derek Morgan called from the other side, and Spencer relaxed as he unlocked the door for his friend.
“Garcia?” Spencer guessed.
“Yeah, she searched that guy’s name and found close to fifteen cases all leading to him, he’ll never know a life outside of grey walls after this.” Derek replied, before he walked around his friend to introduce himself to you.
Instinctively, you backed away and shook your head at him, so Derek stopped walking towards you and held his hands up.
“Hey, Im not gonna hurt you, Im a friend of Reid’s. Do you think you can come to the station to answer some questions? You are the only person to survive a conversation with that guy, you have the power to give him the sentence he deserves.” Derek asked, his voice far more gentle than it was when he spoke to Spencer.
You cast your gaze to the floor. “I’ll answer whatever questions are necessary, but I can guarantee that no amount of prison time will serve as justice for what he did to me and so many others.”
Spencer felt his heart sink and his veins fill with fire at your words, he had no idea what you had gone through, he didnt even want to imagine it, but the way you phrased it made it sound as though you could never recover. In that moment, Spencer made it his mission to do whatever he could to help you get through this.
Through every interview, every question, he sat beside you. Anytime a question was too invasive or he could see you being made uncomfortable by what you were having to describe, he stepped in and either took you out of the room to encourage you and give you a long hug, or unleashed just the tiniest bit of sass towards the cop interviewing you, which was an interaction fierce enough to shut anyone up.
Once you had done everything you could to aid the investigation, Spencer drove you both back to his apartment block. He helped you collect the very few things that belonged to you in the apartment you’d been held in, before leading you back to his home, where he had given you permission to stay, as he couldnt bear the thought of leaving you to continue sleeping in your old apartment. He had offered to drive you all the way back to Oregon, to your home, but you said you could never ask that of him, and there was no way you could be on your own after that. Spencer gave you his phone so that you could call your family, and all of them cried happy tears through the phone at finding out that you were okay after disappearing for 6 months. You explained to them that you had a place to stay until the case was completely over with and you were safe to return home, you didnt want to be on your own until that monster was definitely behind bars for good.
“You can stay here as long as you want.” Spencer spoke from across the living room as you ended your call with your family.
You shook your head guiltily. “I’ll be out of your hair as soon as possible, I dont want to overstay my welcome.”
Spencer approached you carefully and smiled down at you. “You are always welcome. I also appreciate the company.”
You couldnt help smiling up at him. “Thank you, for everything.”
Spencer modestly shrugged away your gratitude. “You dont need to thank me.”
You grabbed his hand then, forcing modest eyes to look at you. “If it wasnt for you, I could be dead right now.”
Spencer frowned at this, both because he didnt like the idea of you being dead, and because he realised he hadnt asked a blindingly obvious question. “How did you know I’d be able to help? You came to my door with a plan, how did you know I’d go along with it?”
You smiled at this. “Clearly you were too tired to remember to take off your lanyard the night we met, Doctor Spencer Reid, FBI.” You winked, and Spencer laughed.
“I completely forgot! You just outmatched someone with a career in profiling!” He exclaimed, unable to believe how he could have forgotten such a simple detail.
Then it was your turn to shrug modestly, only you did so with expert sarcasm. “Well, what can I say? Im very good.”
Apparently it was already decided that you would be sleeping in Spencer’s room while he slept on the couch, though this was never discussed, Spencer had decided inside his own head and refused to even entertain you arguing with him. You laid under his covers, your head on his pillow, the calming scent of him enveloping you in a way that comforted you more than anything else. Spencer sat beside you, his hand holding yours.
“If you need anything, or wake up at all, Im just outside the door. And if you’re too scared to get up, call out to me.” He almost whispered, taking care to speak in a way that would encourage your tiredness.
You squeezed his hand. “Could you just...stay?”
Spencer’s eyes widened. “In here? In bed? With you?” Alarm bells rang in his head again, this time for an entirely different reason.
You chuckled at his suddenly flustered state. “Yes, in here, in this bed, with me. Please, if it’s not too much to ask, I feel a lot safer with you here.”
Spencer’s heart swelled, and without saying another word he climbed into bed beside you. As soon as he was under the covers, your body felt a gravitational pull towards his. Before you knew it, your head was resting on Spencer’s chest and his arms were holding you tightly against him. A rattling sound against the window made you jump and hide in the covers.
“What was that!?!” You squeaked in a panic.
“Shh, I think that really was the wind his time.” Spencer answered, his arms pulling you from under the covers and back into his warm embrace. You felt your entire body begin to relax the moment he touched you.
And for the first time in six months, you felt safe enough to sleep.
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Mark and Sean Harmon are ready to peel back and reveal everything there is to know about Leroy Jethro Gibbs.
The father-son duo are serving as executive producers of NCIS: Origins, the prequel to the iconic NCIS franchise set to come to the CBS fall lineup later this year. And while speaking to ET's Kevin Frazier on Thursday at the CBS Schedule Reveal Celebration at the Paramount Studios Lot in Los Angeles, California, the Harmons made it clear that they are laser-focused on how exactly they want to travel down memory lane.
"It's all going to be a time that we haven't traveled before. It's 1990, so it's something we're all looking forward to," said Mark, who portrayed Special Agent Gibbs during his incredible 19-season run on NCIS. "It will be different."
NCIS: Origins is the brainchild of Sean, who concocted the idea while playing the younger version of Special Agent Gibbs during flashback episodes.
The prequel will star Austin Stowell as Special Agent Gibbs, and the series will chronicle his start at the famed law enforcement agency. The series will also star Mariel Molino as Special Agent Lala Dominguez, Kyle Schmid as the formidable Mike Franks, and Tyla Abercrombie as Field Operations Support Officer Mary Jo Sullivan. The prequel includes recurring roles for Robert Taylor as Jackson Gibbs (Special Agent Gibbs' father), Daniel Bellomy as Special Agent Granville "Granny" Dawson and Caleb Foote as Special Agent Benjamin "Randy" Randolf.
The series, which will film on the Paramount lot, will also offer a bit of an Easter egg hunt for devout fans of the iconic franchise.
"I think it's part of what [producers] Gina [Lucita Monreal] and David [North] have planned, and they'd be the ones that tell you that," Mark shared. "But it's the 1990s. It's a different time. The show's going to be different. The cast we got is different and it feels good at this moment, but we still have a lot of work to do. So we'll see when it comes out and you'll be the first one to say whether it works or doesn't."
Mark returns to the franchise -- as an executive producer and narrator to the series -- for the first since leaving the iconic franchise in 2022 after 19 seasons. He spoke to ET back in November and shared that he didn't expect to like NCIS.
"I didn't expect to like the script as much as I did when I first read it," Mark said. "I was reading other things and I was also trying to stay home -- young family and I wanted to try and be home more."
But he liked the character's name. And he was in.
"I read 'Leroy Jethro Gibbs' and thought, 'Huh, I like that name,'" Mark said of what initially piqued his interest. "And then for a brief second when I decided that I liked the idea of the project, the name changed."
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My dumb little review of the 2023 Sweeney Todd revival!! 😀
I had been hyping myself up for seeing the 2023 revival for multiple months on end, and let me tell you, I was not disappointed. Obviously I had a bunch of issues with it, there are always going to be issues with anything, that’s how the world works, but overall I could not be happier with the experience.
I thought it was really well casted overall, each and every one of these performers were fantastic and 100% deserved the roles they have and the praise.
Josh Groban’s performance as Sweeney Todd was absolutely fantastic. While I wish they cast someone older, I can’t argue that Groban was absolutely fantastic as the role. I had high hopes since hearing the first few songs from the cast album, and was blown away when I saw him live. Todd is always one of those characters who is very interesting to see performed, mainly due to how erratic he can be, switching between being completely depressed and withdrawn from the world to enraged and running around screaming and slashing throats at the drop of a hat, and Josh managed to really capture this. I also really enjoyed a lot of the little things he did. He definitely brought a bunch of middle aged white dad energy to the role that I don’t see a lot, really driving home the point that he really is just a father who lost absolutely everything. I also adored the choreography (I don’t know if this is the right word, but I’m just kinda dumb) with the razor, especially during epiphany, my favorite moment being where he descends the stairs to start confronting the audience where he slams the razor into the railing and scrapes it down. Really good stuff. A personal favorite moment of mine is the end. The enraged screaming of “BENJAMIN BARKER!” To violently sawing at the judge’s throat (which I was not expecting but holy shit was that awesome), but then holding the razor out in front of him as if disgusted by it and his own actions, but snapping back into a rage when he sees Johanna, practically turning into a feral animal, growling and literally lunging at her and down the stairs. His performance was definitely the highlight of the show.
Now onto Annaleigh Ashford. Oh jeez. Her accent was not great. It was better than it was in the cast recording, so that was nice, but it still sucked. I do not like Ashford’s characterization of Lovett. She’s too touchy and grabby with Todd, which definitely isn’t how Lovett should be. She waits, and she wouldn’t be that touchy and impatient. It does help with some of Todd’s characterization, with him either completely ignoring her advances, being disgusted and pushing her away, or being too much in a daze to fight back against her, but I still did not like it. I also do not like her casting, Ashford is too young and conventionally attractive for the role, however despite this, I can not ignore how genuinely funny she is as Lovett. Her comedic timing and line delivery never failed to get a laugh out of me, and I loved how she really embraced the Lovett hyperactivity. The energy she brought during little priest was absolutely amazing, literally rolling on the ground and doing the little Lovett jig. The banter between her and Todd was absolutely fantastic, and it’s impossible to ignore how well her and Groban meshed together. I have to say that the moment she really shined was during Not while I’m around. At the beginning she’s defensive and on edge as she realizes that Toby is on to the whole thing, turning into a very motherly sternness as she tries to convince him to stop thinking about the whole thing, to the heartbreak and panic as she realizes that they need to kill Toby. Her sadness when she is telling Toby how to work the oven and meat grinder is something I don’t see a lot when people play Lovett, and it was fantastic. I also loved her approach right before she gets killed. With her practically sobbing as she sings because she is happy since this is the closest that Todd has ever been with her, but also because she knows that she’s going to die, she knows that this closeness is not because of love, it’s because Todd wants her dead because she lied.
Obviously, Gaten just left the production, so Tobias was played by Daniel Marconi. I really enjoyed him as Toby, he really portrayed the whole pathetic orphan thing really well. However I did think his voice was a little too mature sounding if that makes sense. Overall though, really good as Toby. Was absolutely amazing during not while I’m around, the panic in his voice was palpable, really talented guy.
Nicholas Christopher was probably one of the best Pirellis I’ve seen. Pirelli is my favorite character from this musical overall, and he was just so freaking good. Really played into the camp and flamboyance of the character, really being a fruity little piss seller. During the contest he dramatically sprawled across the guy in the chair, or would fling the razor out towards the ensemble making them freak out and shrink away and overall was absolutely hilarious. One of the most brilliant things about his performance was how towards the end of the contest where he realizes that he’s losing, he begins to lose the Italian accent and the Irish starts to slip through, which I’ve never seen anyone do when playing Pirelli. I also loved the contrast that Nicholas Christopher had between the high pitched Italian accent and the super low gruffness he had with his Irish accent. Was definitely my favorite character from the whole thing.
The beggar woman was played by Ruthie Ann Miles, and I don't really have any issues with her. She was super good as Lucy, and her singing was really good. I thought it was brilliant that they had her wig obscuring her face and had her keep her shoulder or back to the audience so we couldn’t see her face until city on fire, right before Todd kills her. I also really enjoyed how she would physically interact with the other characters, as I don’t see that often with beggar woman performances.
Jamie Jackson was overall pretty good as judge Turpin, however I felt his acting was a little overdone. His voice was a little too wheezy and nasally at points, and him grabbing onto Lovett’s skirt was far too dramatic. However he did give me the ick, which is needed whenever someone plays Turpin.
Beadle Bamford was really funny. Similarly to Pirelli, Johnathan Christopher really played into the flamboyance of the character, which I always love. I really loved the bit before parlor songs where he unabashedly steals from Lovett. He was super funny and a great mesh with Turpin.
Maria Bilbao was fantastic as Joannah. Her singing was absolutely fantastic, and she was able to capture the naivety, yet strength of the character. Johanna here actually felt like a teenager who was both scared of the world because of how Turpin sheltered her, but also had eyes full of wonder and hope. Really loved her.
Daniel Yearwood as Anthony was good. I really don’t have much to say about him. He was really good. His line delivery was really good, but I thought he sounded really similar to Gaten on the cast album. That’s not a gripe with him, it’s just something I noticed.
I went in knowing that the factory whistle would be (sadly) absent from the show, yet still found myself bracing for it. I was kinda disappointed that the whistle was excluded since it’s such a massive part of the class system metaphor, but I totally wasn’t expecting the extra loud whistle when Turpin was killed. Literally made me almost shit myself in the mezzanine. Also again, Josh literally sawing at the judges throat was great at that moment too.
I also was somewhat tentative about the dancing. I don’t think of Sondheim or Sweeney Todd and think of dancing, so I went in cautious about it, and honestly I hated it a lot less than I thought I would. The dancing in the opening and closing ballads works? It’s not atrocious to be honest, it’s jarring yes, but isn’t the worst thing they could have done. The dancing is used very sparingly throughout the rest of it, and it’s not awful. It created a really surreal and dreamlike atmosphere which is quite fitting for the scenes they had it in (ladies and their sensitivities, poor thing, city on fire) or it created a hectic and almost unsettling aura (god that’s good, Pirelli’s miracle elixir). I also noticed that during these dancing moments that Todd, Lovett, Turpin, beadle, Toby, and Lucy would be the only ones still moving normally, kind of highlighting their disconnect from the rest of London. This was really highlighted during city on fire during the beggar woman’s part.
I also really like the inclusion of the scene that originally was after Mia Culpa. Normally it’s cut alongside Mia Culpa, but was kept in the revival, which is honestly awesome. It gives the context of how Johanna got the key and gave it to Anthony, and also how she found out Turpin wants to marry her, and without it it’s kinda weird and confusing. Honestly though, I wish Mia Culpa was included, just because it’s a great song and helps to characterize the judge, and the fucking social media used its lyrics to show off the judge that one time, so yeah. But it’s understandable why they didn’t. I’ve seen it performed and can only guess how hard it is for the judge performers to go from that into ladies and their sensitivities so quickly.
Overall, I could not have been more impressed and happy with the revival. I’m incredibly thankful I was able to go. The cast, crew, and orchestra have every bit of my joy and thanks for putting on such a great production of one of my favorite musicals.
#sweeney todd#stephen sondheim#sweeney todd the demon barber of fleet street#sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street#broadway#musical#musical theatre#mrs. lovett#sondheim#josh groban#annaleigh ashford#2023 revival#sweeney todd 2023#musical review
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baby, it's halloween (and we can be anything)
synopsis: since TGM takes place around Halloween, the Daggers would definitely dress up and go to the Hard Deck Halloween party, right?
pairings: none but many a couples costume
warnings: explicit language, bad irish accents, drinking and mentions of alcohol, anachronistic tiktok trends, all fluff all the time, too many pop culture references, not edited
note: inspired by this ask i sent to @theharddeck. all of the excellent costumes were her idea because i couldn't stop thinking about the mr. and mrs. smith costume all day. for you, darling!
(top gun: maverick is a halloween movie, pass it on. and yeah, i did use a phoebe bridgers lyric for this incredibly unserious fic. title from halloween.)
It is Halloween night, and the Hard Deck is all decked out – and yeah, pun intended – with the best decorations the local stores had to offer. And then a few more that young Amelia Benjamin ordered online with the credit card in her wallet that definitely wasn’t for emergencies only.
Purple lights adorn the wooden pillars, wrapped carefully around the faded stickers and other memorabilia, casting the whole bar in an eerie glow after the sun goes down. Two dozen or so balloons float against the ceiling, black and orange, and any available inch that isn’t blocked by a balloon is expertly covered in more fake cobwebs than Penny has ever seen in her life.
She did, however, have to draw the line upon catching Amelia on top of the bar, trying to stick glow-in-the-dark skeletons into the model planes.
It looks great. And the whole Top Gun team shows up in full costume – including the ones that Penny knows Pete favors for the mission, even if Maverick would never say it himself.
This, for Amelia Benjamin, is simply an opportunity too good to pass up.
[Penny Benjamin enters the single bathroom at the end of the Hard Deck’s back hall, the one that Amelia marked with a HAUNTED BATHROOM sign that made patrons think it was out of order. She sets the phone on the counter and clicks over to the camera, starting the video.]
“Okay, well, I don’t really know how this all works, but I’m Sarah Williams from the movie Labyrinth, and I think…”
She adjusts the too big skirt of her bejeweled ballgown, damn the appeal of authentic poofs and ruffles, and tosses her hair over her shoulder, trying to remember what Amelia told her to do.
“Ahhhh… What was it? Drunkest?”
She has an answer, but unfortunately, Pete had a prior commitment to fly in that Halloween Airshow this weekend. Otherwise, Penny knows Maverick would be here, giving the young hotshots a run for their money.
“Who is here tonight?” A light bulb goes off in her head, probably purple to keep things in theme. “Well, from prior experience, I think Peaky Blinders will be the drunkest tonight. He still owes me $20 for knocking those planes off the ceiling back at Top Gun.”
Gathering up her skirts, Penny gets to thinking, “He still owes me for the two steins last week too. Dammit…” and huffing, exits the bathroom in a whirl of skirts and jewels.
[After a surprisingly intimidating shakedown from Penny Benjamin, Payback makes his way to the out-of-order bathroom. Not before grabbing his WSO by one of the many, many straps on his costume and pulling him away from the gaggle of fawning women in sexy alien costumes.]
“Hello,” Payback says in the empty bathroom, feeling stupid. He digs his cigar out of a vest pocket and re-lighting the end, takes a thick puff. An atrocious Irish accent comes out the other side. “Right, govunah, name’s Tommy Shelby from Peaky fooking Blinders, and I tink that – oi, are you taking the piss then, mate?
And Fanboy smacks him again just for that, knocking the newsboy hat right off his head with a flat palm. “What’s your problem?”
“Can’t hear you, mate,” Payback says, smoke curling from the end of the cigar. He flashes him a good-natured grin around it. “Better pop that helmet off, right, Boba Fett?”
“I’m not…” comes from under the helmet, all garbled.
Damn battery must’ve died in the voice modulator.
(He tried to save a few bucks here and there by ordering off Amazon and not from the Etsy store that designed the rest of the suit. Never again. He should’ve known not to cheap out on perfection.)
Damp curls spring from underneath the helmet as Fanboy pulls it from his head, wiping them across his forehead. They stay there, plastered from the heat and condensation inside the helmet.
“I’m not Boba Fett. I’m the Mandalorian. He’s like… a whole different character, dude.”
He gets a dismissive cigar wave in response.
“It’s all Star Trek, innit, mate?”
“Star Wars. And your Tom Shelby accent needs some work. You’re starting to sound a little Australian now.”
“Can’t sound proper Irish without my cap, and you, sir,” Payback jams a finger into his WSO’s shoulder, then pulls it back when it actually hurts. God, how much did Mickey pay for that suit? “Nicked it from my fooking head, mate. Explain yourself then.”
“You pulled me away from the girls, man. I was this close.” He shifts his helmet from one hand to the other and pinches two gloved fingers, this far apart. “This close, man. They all wanted pictures with me.”
“You can get back to the mask kink brigade later. Penny sent me back here, upon threat of death, mind you. Her daughter wants us all to do some TikTok trend for the Halloween party.”
“Fine,” Fanboy huffs, still pouting over the Star Trek comment. He knows Payback knows the difference. “But I’m putting the helmet back on. Need to get my money’s worth, now that I’ve given up my retirement fund to buy this costume.”
“Whatever you say, Darth Vader.”
“I am not – ”
Payback knocks the helmet the rest of the way down with a closed fist, ignoring the disoriented Mickey that flails around in the background of the video. He puts on his best movie star smile and blows a perfectly round smoke ring at the camera.
“‘Ello there, love, I’m Tommy Shelby. This good man over here is one of those… what’d ya call them? Stormtrooper lads?”
“Reuben, I swear – ”
“And I think,” Payback continues, unperturbed as his WSO makes another grab for the newsboy. “Now I’d bet my life that Mr. and Mrs. Smith are the most binned tonight. I’ve got it on good authority that Mr. Smith’s got a flask in those short shorts of his.”
Smoke curls up from the cigar, and Mickey spots a blinking dot on the ceiling.
“Hey, Payback, d’you want to maybe put that out? It’s getting a little smokey in here.”
“Chill out, Mando. It’ll be – ”
[And some time later, after Federal Fire San Diego cleared the premise and declared it to be a false alarm, probably faulty wiring with all the string lights, Hangman and Coyote make their way back to the bathroom.]
Hangman sniffs the air. “Do you smell that? It stinks back here.”
“It’s a bathroom, dude.”
“Not…” Hangman lets out a long-suffering sigh. “Never mind.”
He finds the phone, still propped up on the counter and brimming with battery life somehow. Adjusts the crisp white button-down in the mirror, pulling it tight over his shoulders.
It is several sizes too large, hanging loose over his firm torso and leaving a scandalous amount of thigh and calf muscle exposed, between the hem and the top of the ruby-red rain boots.
(And yeah, Phoenix, Jake is wearing briefs underneath the shirt. It’s not a free show after all.)
“Well now, I’m certified MILF Angelina Jolie from the iconic 2005 classic Mr. and Mrs. Smith, only gets better with age. I’ll let you guess whether I mean her or the movie.” A dashing wink at the camera. “And Coyote here is…”
Coyote is adjusting the white boxer shorts that keep riding up his muscular thighs – skies out, thighs out and all that – and wonders if Brad Pitt ever had to deal with having such incredible thigh strength on set. Probably not.
His shirt is white and skin-tight, almost see-through, over his chest. “Certified bad-ass Brad Pitt from Mr. and MILF… wait…” He loses his balance a little bit from thinking too hard. “That’s not right. Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Nailed it!”
He flashes an overly proud grin, and Jake wonders if perhaps, Jake might need to cut off his access to the flask tucked into his left galosh. He wanted to have a fake gun stashed in the other one, but Penny spotted him waving it around near the dartboard and confiscated it.
“Right…” Jake deadpans, then turns back to the camera. He loosens the top button of his shirt, popping it open to reveal more of his chest. Metal winks from the gap, the chain of his dog tags. “And I think…. You know what? I think Magnum PI will be the drunkest tonight.”
Coyote looks skyward, shaking his head.
Drunken agitation leaks into his voice. “You know why I think that?”
“Not again,” Coyote groans.
He reaches for the flask, and Mrs. Smith swats his hand away, pointing a stern finger at him, then at the phone.
“Because Magnum PI is slow. He’s not cut out for a real Halloween party. He’s slow in the air, slow on the ground, and slow to handle his alcohol. He’ll be passed out by midnight. I’d put money down.”
And as the Haunted Bathroom door swings shut behind them, the iPhone mic barely picks up on the low mutterings.
..slow...
…nepotism pick...
…fuck with a stupid-looking mustache…
…can’t have the flask, go buy a beer, Coyote!
[Midnight arrives, and Yzma and Kronk from The Emperor’s New Groove enter the bathroom. Holding the miniature trophies that Penny awarded them for a well-deserved first place in the annual Hard Deck Halloween Costume Contest.]
Fixing the neckline of the purple dress (and after definitely flashing a nipple on stage out there), Bob wipes at his drooping eyeliner and puts in another splash of eye drops. Contacts make his eyes so dry.
Phoenix holds the trophy over her head like a gladiator, grinning from ear to ear, flexing her muscles in the cut-off sleeves. “Hello friends and foes, winners and losers, I’m Kronk from Emperor’s New Groove…”
It takes Bob a few seconds to notice Phoenix staring him down.
He straightens up, clearing his throat. “And I’m Yzma, also from Emperor’s New Groove.”
“We think,” Phoenix leans closer, like Amelia’s iPhone is an old friend, and holds onto the edge of the counter with dignity. She probably could’ve left that last victory shot on the table. “that Mrs. Smith will be the drunkest tonight. He’s got a flask in his boot.”
“It’s Coyote’s. I saw him with it earlier.”
A frown wrinkles her brow. “Well, I still vote Mrs. Smith because Bagman’s a douche, and I want him to have a violent hangover tomorrow. I want him to spend his whole day downing Gatorades and fruitlessly wishing for his suffering to end. How’s that?”
Sweat pricks at Bob’s brow. He likes Phoenix. He really does.
(But sometimes, Phoenix scares him a little.)
His swallow is audible. “Yeah. Sure, yeah.”
And Bob keeps to himself that Rooster has been MIA for over an hour now, after cashing in on three bell rings in a row and following a girl in a Sue Storm costume out to the parking lot.
[And now alone, in the backseat of the Bronco, Magnum PI absentmindedly wipes at the lipstick print on his cheek and lets out a loud snore. Humming a tune in his sleep that sounds suspiciously like Great Balls of Fire.]
end note: then, amelia benjamin uploads this to her secret daggersafterdark tiktok account and goes viral. the end.
(making my fic debut with this one, so i would love to hear all your thoughts, and i gave danny's look both ways hair to fanboy just this once because i can.)
#top gun: maverick fic#tgm fic#top gun fluff#top gun fic#dagger squad#top gun: maverick#bradley rooster bradshaw#jake hangman seresin#reuben payback fitch#mickey fanboy garcia#natasha phoenix trace#robert bob floyd#tgm halloween fic 🎃#laracrofted writes
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New Brideshead Revisited Project Updates
Matthew GoodE as Charles Ryder in Brideshead Revisited movie (2008). Photo: Nicola Dove/Miramax Pictures
Jeremy Irons as Charles Ryder in Brideshead Revisited TV series (1981). Photo: ITV/ Rex Features
From Baz Bamigboye, Deadline Sept 5, 2022
Luca Guadagnino Says He Needs A Miracle To Revive ‘Brideshead Revisited’ Dream Project With All-Star Cast Including Cate Blanchett And Ralph Fiennes
Baz Bamigboye EXCLUSIVE: Filmmaker Luca Guadagnino (Call Me by Your Name) hopes to revive his dream project to make a mammoth 10-episode television adaptation of Evelyn Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited.
Two years ago the director had assembled an all-star cast including Cate Blanchett, Ralph Fiennes, Andrew Garfield and Rooney Mara, to lead a 10-part prestige TV version of Waugh’s brilliant study of British upper-class decadence.
But the HBO and BBC production was shelved because of its cost. “It’s a very sad story,” Guadagnino told Deadline late on Sunday night, following a screening at the Telluride Film Festival of his latest film Bones and All, a shocking love story, starring Timothee Chalamet, Taylor Russell and Mark Rylance, about cannibals searching, longingly, for their next meal.
Guadagnino said that he and Benjamin Walters, a young British writer, spent 18 months writing the scripts for Brideshead Revisited. “I had a great cast and I needed the money and the money I needed was $110 million, $11 million dollars an episode, and there was no way we could put it together.”
He continued, “I said to myself: ‘I cannot compromise. It has to be done the way I want it to be done’. “
Guadagnino had gathered Garfield (tick, tick…BOOM!) to play anguished artist Charles Ryder, with the intention of splitting the part. “I wanted Garfield as the older Charles Ryder,“ he said.
He added that a younger actor would play Ryder at Oxford with Sebastian Flyte, the teddy-bear-loving son of an aristocratic Catholic family who reside at the stately home called Brideshead.
Harry Lawtey (Industry), “a wonderful young actor from the UK,” Guadagnino told us, had been in place to play Sebastian, and Rooney Mara (Women Talking) had been cast as Lady Julia, his highly strung sister.
Cate Blanchett (Tár) and Ralph Fiennes ( No Time to Die) were to have played their parents, the incredibly grand Lord and Lady Marchmain. “I had so many others, a huge and beautiful cast. It’s maybe possible to assemble this cast again. I know these people love me,” Guadagnino said confidently.
“I want to say to HBO and the BBC: ‘Guys, let’s do it, we still have the scripts and the rights.’”
Guadagnino noted that the screenplays were “granular” and had expanded the subtext to incorporate Waugh’s own biography as well. “So, we tried to bring what we know about Waugh’s young times at Oxford into the story of Sebastian and Charles Ryder, and, of course Lord and Lady Marchmain and Julia.
”It was going to be an allegory of the fall of the West, and the fall of the ruling class, and the fall of all that. The Catholic Church was a huge deal, too,” Guadagnino said as he outlined how he envisioned the project stretching from the 1920s through to 1945.
”It’s a very dear project. I love this novel. I wrote with Benjamin Walters, the script, so it’s something so close to me. If the miracle would happen I would jump and do it. It’s the question of a miracle right now, probably.
“I truly believe in miracles,’ ” he said.
Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited was first brought to the screen in 1981, with the landmark ITV production starring Jeremy Irons as Ryder, Anthony Andrews as Sebastian and Diana Quick as Julia. Laurence Olivier and Claire Bloom played Lord and Lady Marchmain.
In 2008, Julian Jarrold (Kinky Boots and The Crown)directed a feature film version starring Matthew Goode, Ben Whishaw and Hayley Atwell, with Emma Thompson and Michael Gambon.
Luca Guadagnino wants to revive his $110 million tv adaptation of ‘Brideshead Revisited’. Photo: Baz Bamigboye/Deadline
#matthew goode#jeremy irons#charles ryder#brideshead revisited#evelyn waugh#brideshead revisited tv series#andrew garfield#ralph fiennes#cate blanchett#luca guadagnino#director#call me by your name#rooney mara#harry lawtey#sebastian flyte#anthony andrews#brideshead revisited (1981)#diana quick#laurence olivier#claire bloom#brideshead revisited (2008)#ben whishaw#hayley atwell#emma thompson#michael gambon#goode performance
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Bold the Facts - Benjamin
Thank you @eternal-infamy for the tag <3 <3 <3
[ PERSONAL]
$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty
✚ Medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable
✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / unsure / other
✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other / high school dropout (been trough collage to study for a nurse)
✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed
[ FAMILY]
◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children (he has 2 kids one son of 4 years and a daughter of almost 6 months )
◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased
◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents / not applicable (been rised by his mother sins his father passed away when he was a young age)
[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES]
♦ extroverted / introverted / in between
♦ disorganized / organized / in between
♦ close minded / open-minded / in between
♦ calm / anxious / in between
♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between
♦ cautious / reckless / in between
♦ patient / impatient / in between
♦ outspoken / reserved / in between
♦ leader / follower / in between
♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between
(he can be a when he isnt in the mood for anyone or just been him)
♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between
♦ traditional / modern / in between
♦ hard-working / lazy / in between
♦ cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown
♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown
♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown
[ BELIEFS]
★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic
(his not really a atheist he belives there something bigger out there but doesnt not pray it )
☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care
✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious
❀ Philosophical: yes / no
[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]
❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual
❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless
♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious
❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious
⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all
⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all
[ ABILITIES ]
☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
[ HABITS ]
☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / alcoholic
(Use to be a alcoholic in his teen years but gotten help to get better and now hasnt drink for almost 14 years)
☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / chain-smoker
✿ Recreational Drugs: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / addict
✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess
(Using antidepressants)
☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater
$ Splurge Spending: never / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic
♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler
Tagging : @bast-sims @auroraeternal @pleaseputnamehere @bitesizelemon @xinfibloomx
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People You'd Like to Get to Know Better
i was tagged by @druidberries. Thank you!!
Tag under the cut because I went on a whole spiel about a popular novel that catches a lot of flak online and I don't know how to shut up (spoiler: it features 20-something-year-olds who open up brick-and-mortar businesses in downtown Boston like it's nothing, and trash in the form of a man named Kyle with an R).
Last Song: From the Start - Laufey
Favorite Color: Sage Tint by Benjamin Moore
Currently Watching: Only Murders in the Building and Modern Family (I watched the first couple seasons but never finished it. It's such a good background show).
Last Movie: Last one I watched in the theatres was Oppenheimer, but the last one I watched on streaming was Disenchanted (lol). I need more James Marsden in my life, especially after his performance in Jury Duty.
Currently Reading: It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover. Before you get the pitchforks, I'm only reading it because of the ~discourse~. Besides, I had it downloaded in my Kobo long before it really blew up on tiktok and my curiosity was reignited after I saw the uproar about the casting. I have a lot of problems with this book: (1) it's not well-written and I should've put the book down the moment she started writing letters to Ellen Degeneres and thought she was a good celebrity for being charitable, (2) it doesn't delve into the systemic issues that play a role in why women stay with their ab*ser, (3) the marketing for this book ain't shit for categorizing it a romance novel. BUT, all my problems aside, I don't think the story itself romanticizes domestic ab*se and I think most readers recognize this (see this Slate article that talks about it better than I could). Here's an excerpt:
It seems like this part of the novel’s plot could be read in two very different ways: one, which the Mary Sue seems to pursue, is that Lily doesn’t react to ab*se in the appropriate way, and the book endorses all of her choices, and therefore both deserve condemnation. The other is an exercise in empathy: Hoover wrote an imperfect book on domestic violence, but if we require all of these narratives to be morally unimpeachable, there’s no room to acknowledge that there is no such thing as a perfect victim.
I haven't finished the book, but I read Kyle with an R doesn't get a satisfying comeuppance proportional to his actions. And while it would be nice to see the trash taken out, isn't this ending plausible and representative of a common experience among families with a history of ab*se?
I think my big criticism with the backlash surrounding this book and others like it is the assumption that their readers are "impressionable young girls". Not every work of fiction needs to portray the protagonist as a hero in every sense of the word. Not every positive quality assigned to a villain is "making the character redeemable". Not every work of fiction is meant to be didactic and scrutinized as if it were instructions on how to live a perfect life. Maybe I'm giving more credit where it's due, but I really think most readers are able to think critically. People love reading about complicated characters in messy situations. And while I think the characters in Hoover's book could be written better and fleshed out a lot more, that is neither here nor there. My point is: stop assuming women are stupid and incapable of forming their own opinion. Enjoyment of fiction is not endorsement of the actions exhibited by deeply flawed characters.
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Savory. But after writing all that and posting it here on tumblr, maybe SPICY.
Last Thing I Googled: That Slate article so I could link it and before that I googled Blake Lively and learned that she has 4! children.
Current Obsession: Rowing! But only if I have an episode of Modern Family playing.
Currently Working On: TJOLC posts, Lightflower is kind of on the back burner right now on account of I-hate-posing-sims and the next few scenes require a lot of it. I just wish there was AI that would pose my sims for me based on dialogue I've written. I would betray my principles, climb up the paywall if I have to.
I'm tagging anyone who sees this and
(ETA: look at me getting cut off by my own self. Sorry I was distracted and heating up some food while typing this, but yeah, I tag anyone who sees this.)
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Copy-paste from this Reddit thread:
1. Potentially plot related:
Daniel Weymen (The Stranger/Meteor Man) said that his character had a "deep source of purpose,... a primal need". The character also seems to have very few lines. You may draw your own conclusion what that says about who he actually is.
Apparently the Harfoots' storyline is pretty isolated from the other storylines since they never met the cast from other sets (with maybe one exception?). The Stranger also apparently stayed with them, at least during the first season.
2. Cast/characters related:
The theatre/stage background of some of the actors (especially the actors of Celebrimbor, Elendil, Pharazon, The Stranger/Meteor Man) really shows. Their voices and the way they use their voices are just different, and it fits their characters well. Lloyd Owen (Elendil)'s voice, just wow! I want to listen to this man reading all of Tolkien's books.
Charles Edwards (Celebrimbor) is knowledgable about the lore. He not only knows the Tolkien books, but also what Christopher said about his dad's work. He became a big fan of Tolkien from a very young age, he would copy the Elvish script, he even wrote his own LOTR play (he has a deep background in Shakespeare)! I feel like he's a great pick for a complex and tragic character like Celebrimbor, even though his appearance may not match people's imagination.
Robert Aramayo (Elrond) started out not knowing that much about the lore (he didn't know the First Age stuff), but after he got the role, he started reading everything to the extent that people on set would consider him a sort of expert. I really liked his motivation for doing this: he said that he felt Elrond would eventually become such an accomplished lore-master that he had to read a ton of Tolkien lore to become the Elrond he plays.
Trystan Gravelle (Pharazon) has a great grasp of the lore. His explanation of Numenor's politics and what mortality means for Numenoreans and how Pharazon fits into all this told me that Pharazon is in safe hands.
Lloyd Owen (Elendil) also gave a nice explanation of Numenor's history. He also made a great meta joke when he was chatting with Isildur's actor. He said: "Isildur is not a problem child in any way shape or form." But of course we all know how Isildur caused a lot of problems down the road lol. He went on to say: "All I can say is, don't always blame the parents." It probably takes a decent level of familiarity with the lore and maybe also the memes to slip in an offhand joke like that.
Ismael Cruz Cordova (Arondir) spent many hours working with others to create a new Elvish fighting style that combines dancing and Brazilian martial arts and more. His fellow actors said he was in the stunt gym all the time. He also said he would sneak into other sets of the show to have a peek (they're technically not allowed to do that). I found that pretty funny.
Daniel Weyman (The Stranger) had very few lines, so he had to rely a lot on non-verbal acting. But according to one of his fellow actors, he was so good that in one scene his acting made her cry without saying a single word.
Owan Arthur (Durin IV) has a ton of energy and fun. He's just the kind of person you'd immediately want to have a beer with. Great pick for a young Dwarf prince. Go listen to his story about how his beard and costumes would get in the way of him eating and going to the bathroom. It's hilarious!
Sophia Nomvete (Disa) attended the audition 2 days before she gave birth. The costume department custom made her costumes so she could get out of them easily to breast feed her baby on set. She just looks like a regal Dwarf queen.
Benjamin Walker (Gil-Galad) has a good sense of humor while maintaining a sort of deadpan face, which is surprising but awesome.
3. Production and details:
There are Tolkien experts on set in case people need to consult them on lore. Sometimes people would also argue about the lore on set to try to get everything right.
Most of the Numenorean and Elf actors had to take calligraphy lessons with Daniel Reeve (the artist who designed the awesome calligraphy and cartography in all the PJ movies) so they can actually write correctly. Emma Horvath (Earien, Elendil's invented daughter) had to spend 3 hours with Daniel Reeve every week to learn how to write and draw because her character is an architect. Apparently Daniel Reeve also had to invent a brand new alphabet for Numenor.
The actors (especially the Numenorean and Elf ones) put a lot of care into the pronunciations of words and language in Tolkien's books. You can hear it when they speak. It sounds pretty Middle-earth already.
Numenor has large practical sets that you can explore and interact with: full alleyways and flowers and everything. They even had incense burning in some places presumably so the sets have the right smells even though the audience can't necessarily see that.
The Harfoots have mobile proto "hobbit holes" they carry with them on carts when they migrate. The carts have everything in them that you can probably live in them.
The person that designed Galadriel's armor said she's gonna really make the cosplayers have to work hard for this one. I thought the mental image of the costume designers consciously competing with cosplayers was pretty funny.
They imported giant rabbits from Europe so they made the Harfoots look small. Also, potential easter egg for Radagast's rabbits?
Obvious caveat: it's possible (even likely) that most of the questions were sent to the cast in advance. But I feel that you can still learn a lot about the show and the cast from the Q&A sessions.
#lotr on prime#rings of power#the rings of power#amazon lotr#*aggressively shoving some positivity into the tags*
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COMPLEX CHARACTERS
Opening today:
Freud's Last Session--The "session" in question is fictional, or at best nervily speculative--a meeting of the titular psychoanalytic pioneer with the Christian apologist C. S. Lewis. It's September of 1939; England has just declared war on Hitler's Germany, and Freud, who has fled Austria for England with his obsessively devoted daughter Anna, is in the agonizing homestretch of terminal mouth cancer. Irked by Lewis' parody of him in The Pilgrim's Regress (1933), Freud has invited the young Oxford don to his house in London for a civil but contentious chat.
Freud is played by Anthony Hopkins; Lewis is played by Matthew Goode. The direction is by Matthew Brown from a script he co-wrote with the American playwright Mark St. Germain, based on St. Germain's play (which I saw well-produced by Arizona Theatre Company in 2013). The play is a two-hander, but this handsomely-produced movie expands on it with scenes involving Anna (Liv Lisa Fries) and her partner Dorothy Burlingham (Jodi Balfour), flashbacks to Freud's childhood traumas and to Lewis' PTSD from the trenches in the earlier war, his eyebrow-raising cohabitation with Janie Moore (Orla Brady), etc.
But the juice in the film is still in the theatrical sparring between the two leads, especially Hopkins as the chuckling, cheerfully furious Freud. He's as lovably cantankerous here as he was as Pope Benedict in 2019's The Two Popes. For his part, Goode is smart enough not to make Lewis saintly or jolly; he gives him an edge of defensive aloofness alongside a deep decency.
It's hard to say which, if either, of the two men's viewpoints St. Germain and Brown are most in symapthy with. Many of us are likely to feel ourselves somewhere between Freud's staunch and bitter rationalism and Lewis' somehow rather half-hearted pose of orthodoxy. But the point of the film seems to be that what underlies both is, at least partly, existential terror, of a sort to which intelligent, intensely imaginative people like these two are particularly subject. Neither strict nonbelief nor strict belief seems to offer much deliverance.
Mean Girls--"It's a cautionary tale..." So the Greek chorus characters Janis and Damian sing to us at the beginning of this musical remake of the well-loved 2004 teen comedy, pared down from the 2018 Broadway version. This may be the secret of Mean Girls, in each iteration: it really is a moral tale with a cautionary point, and the heroine really does go to the dark side.
As you'll recall, Cady Heron (Angourie Rice) is a smart kid who grew up in campsites in Africa; her mother (Jenna Fischer) is a researcher. When she lands at a suburban American high school for junior year, the divisions in cafeteria clique and caste strike her as similar to those in the animal kingdom. She gets sucked into spending lunches with "The Plastics," a circle of glamorous sycophants led by uber-mean girl Regina George (Renée Rapp). Cady agrees, initially, at the urging of artsy girl Janis (Auli'i Cravalho) and big gay Damian (Jaquel Spivey) to serve as a double agent in a revenge plot against Regina. But gradually, of course, the plastic begins to take over for real.
Or maybe the secret is just that the film, scripted, like the original, by Tina Fey (freely adapting a book by Rosalind Wiseman), is funny and sweet, but not so sweet that it forgets to be, you know, mean. Or maybe it's that most of the songs, by Nell Benjamin and Jeff Richmond, are delightful, and buoyantly staged by directors Samantha Jayne and Arturo Perez, Jr.
Overall, these actors don't have the vibrancy or distinctive personalities of the original film's cast, but they make up for this with terrific musical performing. Rapp brings such a baleful moan to "Meet the Plastics" that she really is a little scary, and Rice shades herself from guileless to conniving very believably. A few vets are around; Fey and Tim Meadows reprise their roles from the first film, and Busy Phillips and Jon Hamm contribute funny bits. The standouts, however, are Cravalho as Janis and Spivey as Damian, both equipped with gorgeous voices and the ability to act while they're belting.
Fey's generous-hearted--and sensible--take on popularity and self-esteem has provided a solid and unsentimental piece of role modeling for teens (and the teens that endure within most adults) for twenty years now. Maybe this movie will extend it for another twenty.
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