#I think about Cassy and think of Loop btw

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oh and btw while I'm here. you guys should watch A Chorus Line SMILEEEEE especially if you like theatre in general like. whatever.

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Sanity

A/N: A request for @melaninmonhoe(whose name I love btw). I hope you enjoy. I you don’t, we can give it another shot ☺️. This takes place while CoCo was pregnant with Micah. Lastly, there are some outfit links at the beginning. I got a little carried away with looking at clothes so feel free to ignore them.

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“Babe, should I keep it casual with the chunky heel combat boot or go mommy-to-be chic with the thigh high stiletto?”

You and your small baby bump emerged from the hotel suite’s closet holding up both options for Chadwick to pick from. Either option would’ve suited your skinny Rag & Bone jeans and Givenchy sweater but, you wanted a second opinion.

“Go with the combat boot. I don’t want you falling and hurting yourself while we’re out.”

“Aww, baby! You really do love me.”

His eyes flickered up from his iPad to playfully roll at you before they returned to their previous task.

His body was comfortably stretched across the bed, propped on his side with his elbow while he scrolled through emails and social media feeds. He was also dressed in all black per your suggestion. His broad shoulders and chest were fighting against the cotton fabric of his black v-neck, a perfect match for his black jeans and bomber jacket. You suggested that he add a single gold chain and a pair of Air Jordan “Infrared” 6s to the look for your personal fantasies.

“You’re unusually quiet,” you commented, sitting on the bed to put your shoes on. “What you thinking about?”

“Just how much I don’t wanna go out and sit around all these people asking me questions about things I don’t care about.”

“That’s really...dark. Nude or red on my lips?”

“Nude gloss.”

You took a beat to think before ultimately retreating to the bathroom to find the gloss he suggested. “You have to get out and be social, Aaron. It’s for the movie.”

“I’m not the only one in the cast.” His voice was closer now and you looked up to find him resting against the doorway while he watched you.

“But you are the star. Plus, we haven’t been out of this house in months. It won’t hurt to talk to people other than each other.”

Her murmured something indistinguishable in response, only stopping when you cupped his face and squished his cheeks together.

“It’ll be fun. A couple hours of basketball and pictures before we’re right back here. I promise.”

He rolled his eyes again before grabbing your wrists and positioning your arms around his neck. “Don’t let people touch your stomach. You know I hate that.”

“Yes, sir. Now will you promise to have fun?”

He accepted your kiss, rubbing circles on your back. “Yeah, whatever. Let’s go before I change my mind.”

The expected 20 minute ride to Phillips Arena stretched longer than expected with All Star weekend traffic. Usually, Chadwick would be laughing and singing without a care in the world but, tonight, he was anxiously tapping the steering wheel. His eyes remained focused on the road as his jaw clenched, alerting you to a larger problem. Without speaking, you placed his right hand on your thigh, holding it still with your hands resting on top.

“Relax, babe. We’ll get there.” You felt his hand grip and release your thigh a few times before his shoulders dropped. The apples of his cheeks rose with his closed mouth smile before he refocused his attention to follow the traffic officer’s directions.

He remained relaxed until the bright lights and noise of All Star Saturday Night overloaded his senses. You could feel the way his body tensed as he looked over the small crowd of arena personnel at the special entrance for high profile guests. He watched intently during your security check, making sure that every stranger you encountered was careful of you and his child.

“Stay close.” He instructed, intertwining his fingers with yours and gently tugging you to walk in front of him. His hand protectively rested on the small of your back while he guided you to your seat, waving and shaking hands with a few people in passing.

Once you were safely in your seat, you were able to lean over and check on him.

“You okay?” His smile and kiss to your cheek silently asked you to drop the line of questioning. “Chadwick don’t ignore me.”

“I’m fine. Enjoy yourself.”

Before you could protest, you were interrupted by Cassie, Diddy’s girlfriend, stopping to talk to you. You never had time to check on him from that point forward. If he wasn’t engrossed in a conversation about what was happening on the court with Michael and Steelo, you were being pulled in for pictures and talk of the weekend’s outfits.

Occasionally, he would turn to you and smile, happy to know that you were safe and nearby. When appropriate, he pulled you into his photos, grateful for the brief moment of physical contact that slowed his racing heart.

“Baby, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Just stay close. I may need you in a moment.” His lips found their way to your knuckles before he allowed you to speak with another acquaintance.

In a transitional period between on-court activities, you totally turned your body to discuss collaborative opportunities with Savannah James.

“That t-shirt line is amazing, girl! What I gotta do to get in a campaign? I’ll watch Zhuri, pick your clothes out, whatever!” You laughed.

“Now, Tasha, you know you don’t need to do all of that. I got your shirt ready for as soon as you pop that diva out. Hell, I’ll get you one right now if you’re ready!”

“Is it normal to be tired of being pregnant at four months in? Because, I’m over it.”

“Don’t get tired now! Nobody told you to be grown and get pregnant 7 months after getting married.”

While you talked about motherhood with your friend, Chadwick was quietly suffering through another round of conversation.

The constant questioning and repetitive topics made him anxious. He wanted nothing more than to pull you to your feet so that he could usher you out of the arena and back into the car to go home. He hated the attention and the inability to simply enjoy one of his favorite pastimes.

The added apprehension caused by no longer being able to see you in his peripheral manifested itself in his actions.

He nervously fiddled with his wedding band, twirling it around his finger while he tried to engage with the people around him. When that didn’t work, he bounced his leg once, twice and then non-stop.

From the corner of your eye, you could see his inner battle. The reluctance to be in public was something that he briefly explained to you early in the relationship before assuring you that he would be okay.

You knew better. When he began repeatedly shifting his position in his seat and darting his eyes around the venue for any available relief, you took action.

“So, Mrs. Boseman, how’s marriage?” Gabriele Union gushed with a cheeky smile. “I can see at least one thing is going well.”

“We’re one hundred percent gonna leave my sex life out of this.”

Subtly, you uncrossed your legs and turned your body towards him. When your hand extended to loop your index and ring finger around his pinky and ring finger, you squeezed gently to let him know that you were close.

“Give me just one second, Gabby.”

Without missing a beat, he caught your signal and allowed you to lead his hand to your thigh. When he’d found the midway point between the bend of your knee and top of your leg, he moved his hand toward the inner portion to grip and release the section until he felt calm enough to stop.

“Better?” You asked, leaning over to whisper in his ear.

“Better. Thank you. ” He lightly gripped your thigh again, giving you a reassuring smile.

Almost instantly, his movements became loose. Feeling more comfortable with the contact, he turned his body to rest against yours while he joined the conversation.

“We’ve all been put on notice not to touch the Princess and the Queen, Chadwick. You don’t have to worry.”

“I’ll make a special exception for you, Gabriele.” He laughed, watching as she quickly rubbed over your stomach with a smile.

“You guys are really royalty. Are y’all looking to adopt? I cook, I clean, I love wine. I’m the perfect candidate!”

Chadwick’s boisterous laughter lit up the area, bringing you relief that he finally felt relaxed enough to joke around. The new attitude carried him through the night, the ride back to the hotel and to the bedroom.

Your swollen ankles rested in his lap while he gingerly rolled the flesh under his calloused hands.

“At this point, people are asking me to do that salute just to fuck with me.”

“Baby, you are a whole movie star. People are excited to share the fictional culture with you!” The cold plastic of the spoon filled with non-dairy strawberry ice cream met your awaiting mouth. Chadwick mirrored your actions, opening his mouth for you to feed him some of the treat that he swore up and down he didn’t want. “Aaron.”

“Hmm?” He kept his attention focused on rolling your ankles around until the audible popping ending.

“You wanna talk to me about what happened back there?” Your question was met with silence, prompting you to pull your foot from his grasp. His chest rose and fell with a deep breath while his hands ran down his face.

“Sometimes, I get anxious. It’s hard to handle all of these people coming at me  and not know who is genuine and who’s just trying to get close for the optics. Before you, I would skip public appearances because it was too hard to deal with.”

You placed the ice cream carton on the bedside table before scooting closer to Chadwick. As much as your stomach would allow, you wrapped your arms around his waist and placed your head on his chest.

“I need you to keep me sane. This shit can get hectic sometimes but, if I can reach out and touch, I know I’ll be okay.”

A small smile ghosted at the corner of his lips as he gazed down at you, looking for a reaction to his admission. You placed small kisses against his shoulder before tightening your hold on his waist.

“I’ll always be there for you to grab. Okay? You don’t have to ask for permission or warn me. Grab me if you need me.”

“Thank you.” Chadwick captured your cheeks in his hand to force your lips into a pucker. “Gimme kisses.”

His wet kisses on your mouth and forehead acted as a diversion while his long arms stretched across your body to grab the second object of his affection: your ice cream.

Once the carton was secured and safely on his side of the bed, his loving pecks stopped abruptly.

“Hey! I wasn’t done with you!” You exclaimed, chasing his lips. “Baby, c-nigga, no you did not.”

“What?” His mouth was full of ice cream, muffling his response. “I thought I could reach out and grab you without permission.”

“I said me, not my ice cream. Give me my shit!”

His grip loosened on the carton so that you could pull it from his grasp. His fit of laughter ended with a sweet kiss to your forehead while he watched you finish the last portion of the creamy treat.

“I love you, sweetheart. Thank you for lending me these thighs when I need you.” His hands and mouth moved simultaneously, kissing your temple and softly gripping your thigh.

“No problem, handsome. I love you.”

His once innocent touching turned into sexual fondling until he was sliding his fingers into the bottom of your pajama shorts.

“Mhmm.” His index finger lightly rubbed your lower lips, sending a shudder ripping through your body. “Now put that shit down so I can grip them back the way I like.”

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Dance With Me- Castiel x Reader

Reader gender- female

Warnings- swearing

A/N- I’m sorry this took so long! I was on a road trip and didn’t have the chance to publish this!

Request- Anon requested:  Heya I know you just got a request (that sounds awesome btw) but would you please do a castiel x reader where the reader teaches cas how to dance and ends with him showing them their wings when you get the chance? Also I LOVE YOUR WRITING!! Keep up the good work!

“Y/N!” Dean yelled, grabbing your attention from the book you were reading.

“Huh? What?” You asked.

“Jesus Christ, I've been trying to get your attention for forever!” He groaned.

“Oh, sorry, it's uh, it's a really good book.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck in embarrassment.

“Yeah, whatever. So there's this high and mighty vamp family in Missouri that likes to throw balls every month or so and kill off some of the people there. Sam and I have a bunch of missing persons reports down in Arizona so we're heading down there. You think you and Cas can handle it?” He asked.

“Yeah, sure. Email me details, I'll go pack up.” You stood, grabbing your book and heading down the bunker hallway to your room.

“Yo, Cas!” You yelled, pausing in front of his room.

“Yes, Y/N?” He looked up from a book he was reading.

“So, we're heading up to Missouri to take down a vamp nest. You're gonna need, like, a tux or something.”

“Would one of my FBI suits be appropriate?” He asked.

“Not really. You know what? Come with me, we're going shopping.”

He stood and followed you to the living room where you slipped on a pair of shoes, grabbed your car keys and hopped into your car, Castiel in tow.

“So, what do we need a tuxedo for?” Cas asked on the ride to the mall.

“The vamp family we're hunting has these balls where they kill their vics so we're going to one of those. Dean made us reservations under Mr and Mrs Novak. Which reminds me-” you groaned, “we have to get some cheap rings.”

“Oh. I see.” He said quietly.

“Something wrong?” You asked. “Is it with us going as a married couple? Sorry, we probably should have asked you first.”

“No, it's not that, I understand it's just for business. It's, umm,” he trailed off.

“What?” You asked as you pulled into the mall parking lot.

You locked the doors before he could leave and avoid your question.

“Seriously, Cas, what is it?”

“I, umm, I don't know how to dance.” He admitted shyly.

You promptly laughed out loud upon hearing his confession.

“Oh my god!” You laughed.

“Y/N, please, it's really not that funny.” He sighed.

“You're telling me,” you laughed as you unlocked the doors and got out, “you're telling me, that you've been around for, like, millennia and you don't know how to dance.”

“I've never needed the knowledge.” He shrugged.

“Don't worry about it, Cassie. I'll teach you.”

With that promise, you two walked into the mall, heading for the Men’s Wearhouse.

“Everything here basically looks the same so go nuts.” You said, gesturing to the store lined with black suits.

It didn't take long for him to pick out a tux that fits him, as well as a pale blue tie. After paying, you two walked a ways through the mall before coming across a Nordstrom.

You sighed among seeing the many racks of dresses in the store. “I hate dress shopping.” You groaned.

Cas trailed you like a lost puppy as you fumbled through the clearance racks, looking for something appropriate. You darted around, grabbing anything that caught your eye. When you had collected a assortment of different dresses, you sat Cas down in front of the dressing rooms and went to try on the first one.

The first was a teal dress that flared out significantly at the bottom. The top was all lacy and the sleeves came down to your elbows. It was tied with a pink bow around the waist. You decided that while it was nice, it wasn't moveable enough for vamp killing.

The next had a long red skirt with a cream top that had rose patterns on it. It was gorgeous, but squeezed your chest so much it felt like you would pass out.

Another was a red satin dress. A jewel encrusted belt lay at your waist with the top of the dress wrapping around your chest. However, with the straps looping around your arms, you could hardly raise a finger.

Narrowing down to your last few dresses, you pulled on a pale blue one that flared out and ruffled at the bottom. It was strapless and hugged your chest tightly with jewels lining the top of the dress and the waist. The skirt was big enough that you could run in it and there wasn't any ribbons or loops to get in your way.

“What do you think?” You asked Cas as you exited the dressing room.

“Beautiful.” He breathed before raising his voice, “I- um- the dress I mean. The dress is beautiful. Not that you aren't beautiful, you're just always beautiful and the dress, it just enhances… your...  beauty.” He rushed awkwardly.

“I guess we'll take it then.” You laughed, walking back to change into your regular flannel and jeans.

Coming out, you saved the blue dress and deposited the others on the rack and walked with Cas to cashier.

“Okay so we'll stop by a jewelry store and get some plain bands- 200 dollars? Jesus Christ, okay.- and I have a ring at home I can use for an engagement ring. Shoes: I've got some boots I can use and I'm sure Dean has some dress shoes you can- Cas? Are you okay?” When you looked over at the angel you saw that his cheeks had donned a bright red.

“Your, uh, your shirt isn't buttoned very far.” He mumbled.

You looked down at your flannel which you had only buttoned half of the way, leaving the valley of your bra exposed.

“Oh, sorry,” you said, buttoning it up, “I guess I kind of rushed.”

“Mm-hm.” He hummed, a blush still gracing his face.

“Has anyone ever told you, you get flustered very easily?” You laughed.

“It’s been mentioned a few times.” He admitted.

After you had purchased some plain, silver bands, you hauled your purchases to the car and made your way back to the bunker.

After you dropped off your stuff at your rooms, you searched around and found a large, empty room that you and Cas could practice in.

“Okay, so, when you waltz, you count in threes. There’ll be two counts of three in one movement, okay?” You explained.

“Alright.” He nodded in understanding.

“So, when we’re at the ball, you’ll be the one leading because it’s customary for men to lead. So, I'll help you through the lead steps. So the leading person takes their partner’s hand in their left hand and puts their right hand on their partner’s shoulder. The following person puts their left hand on the leaders waist.” You did things as you said them, lacing your hand with his and guiding his hand to your shoulder.

“We bring our elbows to shoulder height,” you raised your elbow and he did the same, “and you stand with a straight back and loose knees.”

“So you, the leader, will start with your left foot touching my right foot.” You pushed your right foot to his left foot. “You'll step forward with your left foot as I step back with my right.”

You followed his hesitant step forward with a step backward.

“Relax, Cas, it's a very flowy dance. So, now you're gonna step diagonally with your right foot, I'll do the same with my left foot.”

You guided him through the rest of the movements: step together, forward right, diagonal left, step together, repeat. After going through the dance a few times, with him stepping sparingly on your feet, you decided he was ready.

Grabbing your phone, you played one of your favorite classical pieces. You laced your hand with his and placed your hand on his shoulder.

You two gracefully waltzed around the room, lost in the music. When the song had finally cut off, you ended your dance.

“Well, I think you're all set. Let's go to Missouri.”

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“Novak.” You informed the host as you approached the doors of the ballroom.

“Mr and Mrs?” He asked, reading from the list in front of him.

“That's us.” You confirmed, shooting a glance at your intertwined hands, both of which held the bands you had purchased. Yours also held an simple, cheap ring with a fake diamond on it.

“Enjoy your night.” He said, gesturing to the open door behind him.

You thanked him and entered the vast ballroom, your dress gently sweeping the floor.

“Should we be looking for them?” Cas asked, nervously scanning the ballroom.

“Nah, we don't want to look too suspicious. Let's just chill for a little bit. From what Dean told me, it seems like they'll come to us.” You sighed upon seeing Cas’ still worried face. “Dance with me, Cassie.”

“Excuse me?”

“C’mon! I didn't teach you for nothing! Dance with me!” You laughed, pulling Castiel onto the dance floor.

You began your dance just as a new song started, dozens of other couples dancing with you. You saw Cas look around at the other groups, the way the men would spin and dip their partners.

“Cas…” you warned, fearing that, if he were getting at what you thought he was, he would mess up and drop you.

Ignoring you, Cas spun you around and cradled your body as your dropped down, his face dangerously close to yours. After holding you there a moment too long, doing nothing but staring into your eyes, a voice broke you two apart.

“Excuse me,” the voice of a little girl said.

“What is it, hun?” You asked after Cas put you back on your feet.

“My mommy was getting something out of the pantry for the party and she got locked in. Can you help me get her out?” The girl asked.

Everything about her story screamed ‘suspicious’. As you followed her down a hallway, you reached down to your boot and pulled out the machete you had somehow managed to shove in there. It wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, but it worked. You looked back to see Cas with a machete of his own. Where he stored his, well, you preferred not to ask.

She led you into a large empty room. You spun around as the door slammed closed behind you. A snarling figure emerged from the shadows.

“Hunters.” They growled.

“What?” The little girl asked as she spun around. “Dammit! I'm so sorry mom, I didn't know!”

“It's fine.” The vamp sighed.

“Hunters?” One vamp asked as they emerged from the shadows.

“Great.” Another groaned.

Pretty soon, you were surrounded by about a dozen vamps.

“Well this has been a nice chat.” The leader said, peeling herself off the wall. “But, it's time for you to die.”

“Funny,” you replied, “I could say the same for you.”

The vamps lunged at you, trying their best to sink their fangs into you. Backing your way out of the horde, you swung your machete, cutting off head after head. It was easy to tell these vamps didn't do much actual hunting; they were slow and sloppy.

After a short lived fight, you wiped off your machete with a rag you brought and shoved it back in your boot.

“Good thing I've been doing this for years, otherwise I'd have ruined a perfectly good dress.” You turned to Cas whose suit was dotted with blood. “You'll get there, Cassie.” You laughed.

“Yes, I suppose. Shall we go now?” He asked whilst wiping the blood off his jacket.

“Yep. Let's take the back door; you kinda got a little something.” You joked.

You exited out the back door and hopped in your car, quickly driving from the crime scene.

“Y/N, where are we going? The way to our hotel was back there.” Cas remarked after you had been driving for a while.

“You'll see.” You responded with a slight smirk on your face.

After another hour of driving, you came across a small forest on the side of the road. You pulled over and got out, Cas following close behind.

“Now will you tell me?” Cas pleaded.

“It's still here.” You breathed as you broke out of the trees into a small clearing.

Fairy lights lined the trees. Beautiful flowers made up the outer circle, leaving the center clear.

“What’s still- wow.” You laughed happily and ran over to turn on the lights.

“I used to live right by here. My friend and I found this clearing one day and we decorated it. We would come here everyday, weed the flowers and just sit. The weeds are going crazy though. I guess she hasn't been here in awhile.” You sighed, suddenly missing your childhood friend.

“I'm sorry to hear about your friend. Is there any reason you brought me here?” Cas asked.

You brightened up, remembering the reason you drove all this way. “Yes!” You raced over to your phone and started playing music. “We never finished our dance!”

“Y/N, it's midnight, we have to drive another hour back, it's the middle of October…” Cas complained.

“Oh hush, Cassie, you know you wanna.” You laughed, grabbing his arms and pulling him in for a waltz. He danced reluctantly at first, but soon gave in, twirling you with a smile on his face.

You shuddered as the song finished. You hadn't realized how cold it was, especially in your strapless dress.

“Are you cold?” Cas asked as you pressed yourself into his chest for warmth.

“Mm-hm.” You hummed.

You suddenly felt something soft wrap around you. It felt as though Cas had just wrapped a blanket around you but how would he-

“Oh my god.” You gasped as you looked at what was enclosing you. “Cas are these-”

Hugging your body were two large, white wings. The feathers were the softest things you'd ever felt and you were warmed instantly.

“My wings. I haven't-” he sighed, searching for the right words, “it's a very intimate thing among angels to show someone your wings. I've never felt a strong enough connection with someone to actually show them my wings. But, it's a connection I think I share with you.”

“They're beautiful, Cas.” You breathed, stroking the wings that surrounded you.

“Thank you but, we should probably be going now.” He started to pull away from you but you quickly clung onto his chest.

“C’mon, Cassie. The night is still young. Dance with me one more time.”

“If you insist.”

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Awwww thank you! <3<3 I'm glad you're ok :) and it's sad for that lady I hope she will be ok too soon :) I guess the cost for your laptop would depend on the reparations. I don't know if they would check for torrents, it's not their problem... Do you have an extern hard drive or just some flash drives to transfer your torrents and so you erase them and the program after, just for the fixing time? As for tv shows, All that I watch is always in the original language with French subtitles (1)

(2) I'm not that fluent in English and with other languages like Korean, Chinese, Japanese etc it's necessary lol Btw Delightful girl choon hyang is a K-drama that I like ;) I don't watch my shows in French dubbed. As for 12 Monkeys it's great pleasure to watch it, lot of timejumps though ^^' but for a Lost fan like me it's not so confusing. lol First, there seems to be some mythology thing, like Cassandra, very appropriate choice of name, and they talk a lot about cycle, like a snake bitting (3) his own tale which reminds me of the ouroboros symbol. ^^' I just hope it's not a big time loop and all that is just for nothing and just a fate matter. As for the Witness, Jose was an obvious false-lead since Olivia doesn't tell him everything and he was already the traveler (btw I hate Olivia and the way she talks... its annoying I want to slap her, I know its mean...). I think I have not seen the Witness yet but I would go for someone from the future (too much knowledge) and a big MAYBE (4) for someone related to Cassie because of the red forrest thing, its very specific and weird, and there is some kind of an "obsession" for her from the bad guys. Well see not much more sorry ^^'But it's f***ing great and kinda weird. I love it ^^ <3<3 (sorry 4 parts for this message)

Whoa! Four parts is awesome! Yeah, I thought about deleting all that, but it just seemed like a lot of work. Not the files so much as having to reinstall the program stuff. :/*gasp* You watch K-Dramas? I've only been binge-watching K-dramas for the past week or two.... but they're quite delightful... It's a nice change for me. I like seeing how their culture is different but similiar to mine. It can be a little painful though to hear them speak English... I mean I expect Koreans to have an accent, that's fine... but it's really weird seeing a white guy on a K-drama pretending to speak fluent English and sounding like an announcer on a car commercial. LOL, but I guess now I know what it's like for foreigners watching American TV and hearing their own language. 

Speaking of languages, I know I've said it before but I'll say it again, you certainly seem to know (at least write, if not speak) English pretty fluently. ^.^

Nice theories about 12 Monkeys, but  you will get no spoilers from me! Nice ideas about the ouroboros (I had thought of that too, but not in season 1), and you’ve got a point about Cassie and the Red Forest... also nice catch with Jose being a false lead (I almost fell for it)... but keep in mind, things can always change... Olivia only thinks she knows whats happening... but she doesn't know everything either. Speaking of her... oh my gosh I actually love Olivia. I mean, I think at first I was annoyed by her demeanor too, but she grew on me... I actually love the way she talks now, and the way she's always frighteningly calm and poised. She acts very intentional. And her story is actually pretty intriguing.

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Avengers: Endgame (WARNING SPOILERS)

I watched Endgame last night. This is my personal opinion of the movie, you are more than welcome to have your own. Don’t like it? You are not obligated to read! 😉

☠☠☠ WARNING!! SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT, ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! ☠☠☠

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Hmm.

Now that I got that big spoiler wall out of the way, here goes my thoughts: 

Infinity War made me leave the theater speechless, looking like （＊〇□〇）……！

But after leaving Endgame, I was kinda like... ┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌  I think it may be because at the end of Infinity War, you don't know what to expect, and in Endgame, it was more like...conclusive? Like, there isn’t really anywhere else to go, except I guess... new generation Avengers. 

I’ll admit, someone was soft-spoiling me about the movie, so I unfortunately wasn’t going in as blind as I hoped. That kinda pissed me off the whole day, but whatever. Basically any emotional/sad ending scenes I was already expecting, so it really took the wind out of my sails. 

Anyways, Endgame wasn’t necessarily a bad movie, but it definitely pales in comparison to Infinity War. Was it a good conclusion for the last decade of Marvel movies? I kind of have a...resounding “Sure...” I feel neither overwhelmed or underwhelmed. Just...whelmed. 

Btw, RLM just released their Half-in-the-Bag about Endgame, and honestly, I agree with basically most of their review. 

I feel like the parts of the movie that were good were REALLY good, but the gripes/nitpicks/questions I have for the movie now... stick out.  

Let me get the positives out of the way:

Visuals and action scenes are top notch! And when everyone comes back (despite it being...a little too convenient??), it is a really epic ass moment, especially when Captain America FINALLY SAYS THE THING. 

I like how most of the characters had at least a scene of emotional closure. 

There were some witty jokes and one-liners did make me laugh! 

Morgan is cute! And teenager!Cassie is adorable! ...now I want cheeseburgers. 🍔

Even though I had issues with the time travel aspect of the movie, I did like the nostalgic flash backs to the previous movies, like the first Avengers movie. 

Honestly, the back and fourth between the Avengers was pretty spot-on. The Russo Brothers are really good at knowing how each and every character works. 

Uh...Spiderman coming back was pretty cool! No matter what he did, his interactions were always solid. 

Um...that’s it. 

Now I’ll move onto my gripes questions I had for the movie: 

The biggest issue in the movie, to me personally anyways, was definitely the TIME TRAVEL aspect. Now look, I’m not coming into Avengers expecting them to have the mechanics of time travel down like goddang Primer, but I was hoping for a decent, tight time traveling with little need for hand waving. 

The one thing I was kind of expecting was the alternate branches of timelines being a thing (with all the talk about quantum physics), but then they had to close the loop on one timeline... which is fine... but when Captain America stays in the past... that breaks the first rule they established of the Avengers being unable to change the past but only their future (hence why they were bringing the stones back to the future, snapping, and then returning the stones). Future Captain America going back to the past to spend his life with Peggy CHANGES the past, not to mention... wouldn’t there be... two Captain Americas running around?? 

...WHAT I’M TRYING TO SAY IS THAT THE TIME TRAVEL BEGAN TO BREAK IT’S OWN RULES FOR THE SAKE OF CLOSURE WHEN I PERSONALLY THINK STEVE ROGERS HANDING THE BATON TO SAM COULD’VE BEEN DONE BETTER WITHOUT IT BREAKING THE TIME TRAVEL RULES

Also, Iron Man and Antman screwing up and not getting the Tesseract cube thingy and having Loki escape breaks the past? Because??? In the first Avengers, Loki is captured with Thor, but....in this past he escapes?? I’m assuming he gets caught later on, but too late and that’s why Iron Man and Captain America have to execute plan B to get the Tesseract. That’s...fine... but it’s not mentioned in the movie... 

Okay, now that I think about it more, I think the movie threw out the “We can’t change the past” line just so people can’t be all like, why aren’t the Avengers preventing very bad things from happening like peoples’ deaths or terrorism or blah blah blah. Mainly because logically speaking, the Avengers traveling to the past at all changes the past period. But...I’ll let that slide, I guess... 

Another thing that kind of bothered me was Captain Marvel’s inclusion. It was the issue of Superman or Quicksilver in the Xmen movies - you can’t have too strong of an OP character in a movie, or...well, it’d be a very short movie. My issue, though, was that it felt that the reason she was out of the movie (planet tremors????) was kind of... flimsy?? I just think the Russo Brothers could’ve definitely 1) wrote her more interesting, 2) given her something to work with (flaws? personal conflict?? SOMETHING???)  

Also, another thing pointed out by RLM, how was Iron Man able to recreate a gauntlet that would hold all the Infinity Stones vs. Eitri (Peter Dinklage’s character in Infinity War) having to create very special, POWERED BY SUN gauntlet? Also, how was Iron Man’s own iron suit hand able to even hold the stones in the first place at the end, assuming it was an impromptu move...? 

ON THAT NOTE, why the F*CK didn’t Captain Marvel just use the gauntlet??? She was carrying it??? And (assuming how effing OP she is) she probably could’ve easily put it on and snapped her fingers. And probably say some stupid sassy one-liner like “Was that even hard you guys?” 😏 But I digress, I couldn’t stop thinking about this last night, all because now that I realize that she could’ve done that, it really took out the importance of Iron Man’s sacrifice. THERE WAS NO NEED FOR HIM TO DIE IF GOD DANG CAROL DANVERS JUST SNAPPED HER FINGERS?! Sorry. I’m upset. 

Speaking of OP, Thanos was WAYYYYYY too OP. Like...weirdly too OP for some big purple guy not having any of the Infinity Stones. I get that when Thor, Captain America, and Iron Man weren’t exactly at 100% when they first went up against him (they did just come crawling out of a bombed building), they should’ve easily took him down. Like I get that they kind of had to amp up his strength in the third arc to raise the stakes, but it took me out of the movie considering he had... zero stones. 

Speaking of OP, Scarlet Witch should’ve totally been able to take him out. She held her own when Thanos had four stones, and in Endgame, he had, as I remind you, none!

As cool as the big third act battle was, it was pretty cringey when all the girl superheroes got together and were basically like, “Girl Power!” Marvel...I get it. You love and respect women. You don’t have to lay it thick on the audience how cool the womens are. It just...felt unnecessary? 

Also wasn’t a fan of him being all like, “I’ll just recreate the universe!” So much for him being somewhat sympathetic at the end of Infinity War. I was kind of hoping for a bit of a twist where he realizes his mistake, but no, he has to be the big bad guy. I’m kinda with Jay from RLM, it’d be cooler if the conflict of the story was mostly on the time travel shenanigans without the need to drag Thanos back in. 

One personal gripe I have is I actually thought Hawkeye should’ve taken the sacrifice, not Black Widow. I love them both, and I did like the small callbacks they did in the first Avengers but I mean...so much for that Black Widow movie people were clamoring about. Also, they were super doubling down on that family he had that no one asked for so...yay, I guess. 😒

Speaking of closure, I’m kind of annoyed that there was actually zero mention of poor Vision. Which begs the question of how they’re going to...explain that in the Disney+ show. I guess you could say it takes place before he dies but...that’s kind of lame. 

Poor Peter Quill didn’t have to be done in like that! He barely recovered from losing everything he loved, and you make his love interest beat him up. 😒 That was a slap to the face to poor Starmora fans. Unless they found that funny, idk? 

I personally didn’t like how they handled Thor in this movie. It was fine in Infinity War, because while he had more the comedic bits, there was still brevity in his character. In Endgame, he’s literally a total joke and a butt monkey they entire time. I felt that no one had any real respect for him, and the times when his implied trauma and anxiety were brought up, it kind of turned into a joke?? And there wasn’t really a satisfying arc to his character, he was just know lame, schlubby, and funny? Like, if this was done with a female character, no one would be laughing and also there would be riots on the streets imo. I’m not one of those people screeching “fatphobia” but I really didn’t like how Thor was handled. I get that he’s better off as a comedic character, but they went too far with hi in those terms. I’m fine with him leaving to go with the GotG, but it’s annoying that they didn’t even bother bringing Sif back, wtf.

The tone of Endgame as a whole was starting to feel almost like Age of Ultron, where the balance between funny/witty began to outweigh against the seriousness of the situation.  

Also, while I did like the send-off they gave to Iron Man, it was really jarring how... conveniently everything turned out when the 50% population just suddenly CAME BACK TO EXISTENCE. Like... Peter coming back to high school presumably only a few weeks/months after coming back? And the high school looks practically brand new and intact??? At the beginning of the movie, the shots all over the world look practically post-apocalyptic. Sending everyone back won’t solve everything, there would still be chaos you guys. 

Obviously these are just QUESTIONS that I don’t have answers to, so if you do, let me know! 

Like...I’m understanding of the passing the baton thing. The actors all the way from Phase One are basically retiring, so they’re gearing up to casting the new Avengers. That’s fine. I just...wasn’t a fan of the “things happening because plot” thing that I felt happened more than twice in the movie.

It kind of felt the same as when I left The Last Jedi, where the more I thought about it, the more things started to not make sense, even though I was at least entertained in the theater. 

My poor SO, he was feeling a bit pessimistic after the movie. He says while he does find Marvel movies enjoyable, they’re no longer exciting as they were a few years ago. I remember being so excited to see Captain America: Civil War and Guardians of the Galaxy on opening night a few years back, but now, we watched Thor: Ragnarok on DVD and didn’t even bother with Captain Marvel.

I think we’re kind of tired of the “Marvel Formula.” It’s fine that people still enjoy Marvel movies, but they’re all starting to become...samey. Predicticable? And all the female characters are starting to be all samey as well. Sassy, witty, and sorta annoying. It’s like Disney doesn’t know how to make decent female characters that aren’t sassy and/or into science. It’s kind of boring now. Also please Disney I’m begging you no more woke millennial humor please

I didn’t mean to go on a rant, I still honestly like Marvel movies and it’s great how far we’ve come. I’m just annoyed that Endgame was more messier than I’d like, and I didn’t get enough closure from the whole cast, despite it being a 3-hour movie. I think at the very end, despite the big battle scene, I was really feeling the bloat from so many characters all in the Marvel universe.

I’ll probably give Avengers: Endgame a 7.6/10. I would tell people to go watch it, but I’ll probably meme about it for a few days, then be done with it. Unlike Infinity War, I don’t really feel compelled to rewatch it again.  

That being said, I’m totally rooting for DC to give Disney a run of their money. Shazam was awesome, 10/10!!