#Leez has a job

[sputnikcentury]

We talked to a loc vendor last week that was SO EXCITED about their proprietary AI tool that they offered to have it go head to head with a human translator on our translation test

We got their results back today.

“The AI performed so poorly that we would rather not submit its results.”

Which, gentle reader, we all saw coming.

[rimaiahwrites]

more looks into the life of connie and his princess puh-leeze !!! that fic was so cute i’m obsessed

YESS I LOVE THEM SO HERE YALL GOO

(This soo late lol imma edit it tomorrow sorry about any mistakes) kinda short too but anywho

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Connie’s good girl

The school year has been so rough for y/n, you have been more stressed than ever and was nearly burnt out. Connie knew this and was helping as much as he could but a lot of the time he was also busy with making drops and making ‘business’ plans with ony so when he was very pleased to see you running in the living room with a piece of paper in your hand waving it around with a big grin. “Pa look, look!” You said extremely excited. He grabbed the paper and realized it was your report card and it had only As and A pluses on it, no B or C in sight. He grinned before picking you up and spinning you around in his arms, “Good job princess, all AS!” He kissed your cheeks than your neck making you squeal and giggles since you were so ticklish. “I knew you could do it mama.” You smiled shyly, it always felt good to get so much praise from Connie, other then yourself he was the only person you ever truly wanted to make proud.

“You proud of me papa?” You grinned standing up on your tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. “Mhm very proud I think my princesa need some rewards.” You beamed with glee because that means Connie was going to get you whatever you wanted. You were already spoiled as it is but now that he had a real reason to spoil you today you knew it was going to be something special.

You went to get ready right away. You sported a mini flare skirt with a cute colorfully cropped top with spaghetti straps and pink kitten heels. Your hair was in a half up half down style with two ponytails. You were very cute to say the least.

“You look cute today mama, hope you got sum’ under this short ass skirt tho.” Connie said walking up to you running his hands to you ass to check. You rolled your eyes playfully, of course you did because you knew he didn’t play about any of that with his. “Yes I do now let’s gooo” you say pulling him to the front door. You connected your phone to his Bluetooth in his all black hellcat because of course You being the princess passenger you always got to play your music in the car unless you wanted to hear his. Connie speed out of his driveway like a damn crazy man you were truly surprised he hasn’t gotten into any car accidents with the way he drives, him being a speed racer makes it no better either.

Once you were in the mall it was like a kid in a candy store, you were pulling him to every store your eyes landed on, you got sneakers, heels, couple of bags, cute clothes makeup really anything your little heart desired and Connie was right there supporting you pulling his card out as soon as you stepped up to the cashier. It made your heart swell every time he did too, not just because he was spending his money on you but because he truly treated you like a little princess.

“Con which one?” You asked holding up two bags one dark pink and the other light pink. “I don’t know baby which ever one you want.” Connie mumbled kissing you on the cheek. You huffed and pouted ��that’s why I asked you I don’t know what I want papa.” You rolled your eyes still looking at both of them not paying any attention to your surroundings clearly because the older white lady standing closely behind gasped and eyed you shocked at the pet name that you normally addressed Connie as. Connie snorted a chuckle looking the lady in the eye and pointed to the dark pink one. “That one you got a lot of clothes it will match with plus papa loves you in that color.” He said pulling you close and sliding his hand down to you ass gripping it a bit inwardly laughing at the white haired women awkwardly trying to avoid eye contact. You grinned and placed the other one down planting a big kiss on his shape jawline. “I think this is all I want pa let’s go home my feet hurt.” You cried playfully limping a bit.

Connie walked out the mall with Seven bags filled in his arms and you clinging on to him like a koala bear because your feet were hurting to bad from the heel and Connie of course spoiled you to no end and one little whine from you and next thing you knew you were being carried to the car.

“Thank you for all this I really appreciate it” You shyly admit, he was so fine that sometimes it intimidated you a little like his side profile, the neck tattoos going all the way down his arm and hand. He smiled back and leaned over to place a kiss on your soft lips. “You’re welcome mama, my pretty girl so polite let’s get home so I can give you your other presents.” He smirked as he bit and tugged on your bottom lip softly making you whine and clench your legs tightly.

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Connie pulled his gaming chair to the mirror in his bedroom and pulled his shirt off, his tattoos on his chest now visible, you had just gotten out of the shower and you had nothing on but one of his big black t shirt. No Panties or bra. “C’mer.” You walked over to him with shaking legs knowing he was about to fuck you dumb. He pulled you on his lap and got started on your neck, kissing gently and pushing his hands under you makeshift nightgown and squeezed your boobs making you moan out a little bit. You bite your lip and watched him through the mirror. He was being so gentle with you like you were made of glass, you rubbed your legs together making your slick spend from your entrance to your clit. Connie quickly caught on and grinned against your neck. “be patient mama imma get to it.” You tried your best to slow your breathing but he was in your ear whispering and touching you. You were getting turned on very quickly. Connie ignored your needy moan and continued on with the teasingly foreplay before he pulled you against his chest and pulled your legs apart opening you up.

Your breath got caught in your throat when you saw your pink insides and Connie staring holes into mirror. “Look at this pretty pink pussy…so wet is that all for me?” You were quick on nodding your head. “I know.” He took his hand and rubbed his fingers up and down your slit slowly, killing you on the inside. He rubbed your clit for a beat before sliding his thick fingers in. Your pussy was already clenching onto him. “Ah-mm please go faster” you moaned. He nodded before he stroked his fingers deeper hitting your spot. Your eyes rolled shut and leaned your head back on his shoulder. “That feel good? Tell papa let me hear you.” You tried your best but only a pathetic whine was heard. That was good enough for him..for now. He pulled his fingers from you and placed them in his mouth sucking your cum off. “Why’d you stopp?” Your spoiled ass whine kicking your foot up a little. He chuckled and flipped your around so you were facing him. “Cuz I want you to cum on my dick not my fingers now stop whining.” He pulled his sweatpants down and his dick strung out, it’s tip was pink and wet with prenut.

“Come get up on it mama.” He pulled you up higher so you were above him and rubbed his tip up and down your slit before dipping in your sweet warm pussy. Your eyes widened from the shock it had only been a few days since he had given you dick but it was so big to you that you didn’t think you’ll ever get over the shook of his tip sliding in. “P-pa- ehhh” he looked up at you seeing the look of discomfort on your face. “I know it’s all the way in.” He said before slamming you down on it. “Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuckkk!” You moaned placing your hand on his shoulders trying to balance yourself but that was all thrown off because he started thrusting from up underneath you.

You gasped loudly grabbing his shoulders. “Waitt papa wait!” He smirked and thrusted harder, his dick hitting your g spot perfectly everyday. Your finger nails gripped into his strong tattooed arm.

“Yeahhh I’m getting in that pussy huhh mama” he said his voice raspy and deep, his tongue folded on his bottom lip. Your pussy was so tight and gripping his dick so good. You nodded your head already feeling out of it.

“Tell me how it feel baby…tell daddy.”

“Good, feel good daddyy.” You whine trying to sit up to ride him, you got up on your toes and laid your hands on his torso, he grinned big watching you “you gon ride like a big girl? Oh you acting outta character today princess.” You giggled but as soon as you sunk down you quickly remembered why you didn’t ride him often. “Go ahead you can do it baby.” You slowly but surely begin going quickly hitting deeper than before. Your knees knocked together when it started getting a little to deep and good.

“Gimme it! Gimme that daddy dick papa please I been a good girl promise!” You went on and on.

“Get it than mama you in control right now.” Connie said through small groans, you shook your head you wanted to keep going but all your strength was getting zapped. You fall onto his chest shaking like a leaf, his dick popping out. “Aw princess I thought you was gonna be a big girl and take it?” Connie chuckled smacking your ass making you jump a little.

“Papa I tried it’s just so hard and my legs aren’t that strong.” You pouted.

“That’s ok, that’s why I go to the gym.” He chuckled and picked you up by your legs and put his dick back in.

He Bounced you up and down, your loud wails were surely heard by the neighbors but Connie couldn’t give a fuck he was making his pretty girl feel good and that all that mattered to him…and you. You felt like you were in a whole different dimension you were hearing color and seeing sounds, your eyes felt like they were permanently crossed.

Connie loved your fucked out face, the drool and tears making you even prettier.

“M’ gonna nut daddy please don’t wanna make a mess on the floor waitt!” You sobbed, Connie ignored you and pounded harder because that’s exactly what he wanted.

“I know baby I know gimme that juice it’s okay daddy will clean it up.” He smiled gripping your face with one hand and the other holding you up, he placed a sweet kiss on your lips.

You whined against his lips and let it all out on his dick and floors. “There we gooo, mhmm.” He groaned rubbing his pink tip up and down your slit making your cum fling all over the both of you. You placed your face in his neck embarrassed hearing the loud splashing sounds. He smiled and waited to until your breathing evened out before setting you down on his bed. “You gonna suck daddy up?”

“Mhmm” You hummed giving him the prettiest smile before bringing his dick up to your lips.

“Daddies need to get spoiled too sometimes.”

[ghuleh-recs]

This week's theme is inspired by some wonderfully big-brained (and correct) Terzo opinions from the incomparable @ghostchems and @leezlelatch! Check them out here, here and here. He is more than just a slut, ahem—pretty face. The following recs feature a more complex, fleshed out Papa III characterization. I included some of my holy grails in here with a special focus on Leez and Chems because of the aforementioned big brains ♡

recs under the cut.

The World We Knew - @leezlelatch - Terzo x Reader

You spend your evenings writing at the old diner in town, looking for your next great story idea. And then Terzo Emeritus walks through the door.

Banchetto - @angellayercake - Terzo x Reader

Papa Emeritus III is struggling to adapt to his life after the Ghost project but perhaps some good homemade Italian food will do the trick.

kazoo comfort - @ghostchems - Terzo x Reader

you take a break from your daily duties to clear your head when you run into a cozy-looking retired papa.

The Scars Inside You - @cardinal-copia-popia - Terzo x OC

Due to events in his past, Terzo refuses to let anyone get too close to him. But when things finally get to be too much, will he finally break down and let himself truly love someone? And what will be the consequences of his actions?

What I Was Made For - @leezlelatch - Terzo x Reader

Sometimes you just need your Papa.

The Prince - @kissingghouls - Terzo x Reader

An unconventional summer job turns out to be way more trouble than you thought.

infernal - @ghostchems - Terzo x Reader

Terzo is serving a death sentence. It isn’t like he had much of a choice. He remembers the game night clearly. The typical arguments and accusations of cheating had subsided and it was a rare moment of fun and relaxation with his brothers. The next thing he remembers is waking up on a gurney and gasping for air. They told him his brothers were dead. They told him they had removed his head for a photoshoot and then reattached it again. They gave him a choice: die now or take their money and never speak to them again. 

No Games - @writingjourney - Terzo x Reader

Terzo and you are just friends. At a party he throws for you, he tries to initiate more – and promptly gets interrupted by his guests.

Astronomy - @violet-lazer - Terzo x Reader

It’s not that he can’t commit, as he’d told you one evening, fingers tracing your spine as you lay together in flushed afterglow. It isn’t that his eyes wander or he grows bored of his lovers. He’s simply never wanted to. Until- Still, neither of you have dropped the bomb yet. The declaration that feels like the point of no return, that desperate leap into the unknown. If you cross that threshold together any illusion of a casual affair is shattered, and what then? You either belong to each other for the rest of your lives or suffer complete and utter heartbreak. Perhaps, though, tonight could be the night. Perhaps. Let’s see how brave you feel. But hell, he’s brought you to gaze at the stars and he’s so close and so handsome and you know it’s only a matter of time before you slip. You swallow. “Thank you,” you say. “Terzo, this is–” “I am in love with you.” (Or: Terzo wants to watch the stars with you.)

you drive me crazy - @ghostchems - Terzo x Reader

the prompt: Now that Terzo has retired he has to take driving lessons because Imperator won't let any of the ghouls drive him around anymore. Reader is hired to teach him but what happens when love (or just sex) gets in the way of his lessons?

This is getting long! I'll do a part 2 in the near future ♡

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[lightofraye]

Pul-leeze! Danneel pushes Jensen out of the house every opportunity she gets! Or did you forget him saying that she keeps telling him to get a fucking job?! That was her trying to get rid of him--so he can bring in the sweet, cold cash that she loves more than him.

She's also not kind. She's definitely not patient! And understanding?! Ha! Please.

All she knows is how to torture Jensen on a repeated basis and shove him out of the house.

OMG She doesn't "give" him to you, you weirdos. It's WORK. Every cast member does this, you don't see their fans going this nuts. And she is none of the above, fyi.

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 216

Did anyone really think we were going to make it through the holidays without some sort of family gathering?Did you really?  And when @mustachebatschaos has so thoughtfully given me a teenager who has little exposure to Terran foods? Plus @werewolf2578 long ago dreamt up an amazing surrogate uncle for said teenager?

puh-LEEZ!

Poor @baelpenrose, who I put through so much....

The answer, apparently, was deep frying. Or at least that was the answer that Arthur chose for making goulash portable - panne and deep fry large balls of them and serve with more of the tomatoey base for the stew as dipping sauce. Taking the containers from Arthur with a forced grin gave me something to do with my hands, rather than alternating between clenching them and flicking my fingers anxiously.

“You’re doing great, Soph,” he murmured. “Just smile, take the food, and set it somewhere convenient. Don’t dish it up, just find somewhere it won’t fall off the counter.”

I smiled with even more force. “Conor has been telling me and Maverick that every thirty minutes all day. Do you really think it’s working?”

He winked and pushed his glasses up on his nose. “Not a chance. But it’s on the ‘good friend or partner’ checklist. Requirement, I’m afraid.”

“It’s true,” Hannah added, bumping him to the side with her hips. “However, I get the ‘mom friend’ shortcut.”  I opened my mouth to protest, and a cornbread muffin was stuffed in. “I’ll set these down. Farro, help me at least arrange the food where it will make sense to her.”

I attempted to grab the containers back from him, only to be the next victim of Hannah’s gentle bullying. “Nuh uh! Mingle, hug people, let them hug you. I think Maverick needs pets.” She swore and reddened immediately. “You know what I mean.”

Giving up the fight, I took the other half of the corn muffin in one hand and brushed crumbs off my face with the other. Dammit, it was even sweet cornbread. Dirty, dirty cheater.

Maneuvering into the too-small living room, I saw what she meant about Maverick.  While the door was left wide open to the corridor and we’d been careful to stagger invites, there were still enough people sitting on various surfaces that I had to tiptoe and swivel to navigate.  Tucked into one corner was an anxious ball of chatty pilot with dark hair.

And I do mean tucked. His legs were folded underneath him, left arm hugged across his body to hold a drink while the other hand cradled his chin.  His eyes darted around frantically while he spoke with Alice, weight fidgeting constantly to ensure his long limbs weren’t bumping into people.

As quickly as I possibly could, I danced across the room to him. “Hey, Alice. I’m super sorry to interrupt, but I need to borrow Maverick for something in the kitchen.” My right hand threaded through his hair and combed it toward his face where he liked it, almost immediately settling him somewhat.

“Oh, sure,” she replied, tilting her head. “Do you need any help?”

“Kitchen’s tiny, but thank you.” It was true - none of the quarters were intended for so many people, and the kitchen had originally been a second bedroom, refitted once we were under voyage and Miys had realized that cooking was something humans enjoyed in their leisure time.

She just shrugged. “Hokay. Send Hannah this way if you have to kick her out.”

I nodded and helped Maverick to his feet. Pulling him carefully behind me, I managed to negotiate our way back to the kitchen. “Arthur, Hannah, we need the space. Promise not to dish up food.”

Hannah planted her hands on her hips and started to object, but as soon as Arthur turned, he saw what I meant. Firmly, he set a hand on Hannah’s shoulder and shook his head. “I think Maverick will do a better job than either of us at reorganizing everything.  He’ll at least know that cold all goes at one end and hot at the other.”

That gave her the necessary excuse to scowl at him. “Everyone knows that Sophia puts all the toppings with their dishes!”

Using that hand on her shoulder, he steered her and their argument past us. “Only if no one knows what the dish is. And I brought instructions for everything.”

“Alice is looking for you,” I tossed over my shoulder, assuming that the two of them would know that I meant Hannah. Tugging his hand, I pulled Maverick into the kitchen behind me before tucking myself out of the way into the corner. “Go for it.”

Frazzled, he glanced around and shoved his hands through his hair. “Go for what?”

“Putting the food where it should be most convenient or logical.” I waved one hand at everything. “They were trying to do it for us, but I don’t think anyone has figured out that you’re the one who stages everything, not me. And we both know you’re about to come out of your skin if you don’t find something productive to do.”

It took a couple hard blinks, but he finally saw what I was talking about. “Why… why are there four bowls of sour cream?”

“For the goulash balls, the birria tacos, the latkes - no, I don’t know who brought those, but they are amazing - and I think a general ‘for whatever’ bowl.”

“Oh gods.”

“Mmm hmm. I’ll stand here and tell you what everything is if you have questions.”

“Like why are there chutneys?”

“Those go with the steamed buns. They’re curry-filled. From Xio.”

A quick movement on his part, and a nod. “Doowee noh-ded.” More nodding. “Lamb? She usually does chicken.”

I chuckled. “Special occasion, apparently.”

“Not arguing.”

With that, we quietly worked through arranging everything.  As the minutes passed, I could almost measure how quickly Maverick’s anxiety settled.

“Sophia?”

Turning, I saw Parvati leaning against the entryway, a slight mocking smile on her face. “Hey. I know, I know… Hannah already got onto me…”

She shook her head and grabbed my elbow. “Mav, you got it from here?”

“I got it,” he confirmed. “Sophia, if you need to go, it’s okay. I’ll pull a chair up closer to the kitchen so I can keep everything sorted. And thank you. You were right.”

“Babe…” My voice was soft. “I don’t need to be right. I just need you to feel comfortable.”

He paused long enough to turn his head and give me a genuine smile. “I love you. Now, go find Conor and love on him, too.”

“Love you, too.” A part of me hated that I blushed when he said it, but the majority of me beat that part into submission and told it to shut the fuck up. “And will do.” Turning back to Parvati, I nodded. “Okay, let’s do this.”

“Thank fuck,” Parvati muttered. “We need a translator.”

What the what? “Vati, we have them installed in our heads?”

“You speak teenager.”

“I speak - oh.” Vati didn’t need to tug on my arm to get me to keep up anymore. I was right behind her, walking suddenly made much easier by the number of people standing to make room.

There, just inside the door to my quarters, was a very confused Teeth, no Charly, Coffey, or Nixe in sight, carrying a damp basket. They looked on the verge of either lashing out or crying by the time they saw me. “Sophia! I did the thing! I brought nourishment to share! What did I do wrong?”

Every atom in the universe would cease to exist before the time came when I would tell an upset teenager that whatever they were so proud of smelled absolutely rancid. Instead, I firmly swallowed my stomach into submission and forced myself to step closer. “What did you bring?”

Whatever Teeth said had no translation known to either human or Hujylsogox. Instead, I was treated to an unearthly screech of vowels and grinding noises. With a flourish, the lid was removed from the basket to reveal a genuinely incredible number of small crabs.

Exactly none of which were moving.

“Oh! Those look like crabs… Are they supposed to be moving?”

“We usually eat them raw, yes,” Teeth confirmed. “But I have been taught that humans do not eat living meat.”

I rolled my eyes towards the ceiling and nodded. The logic at least tracked… “So these are dead?”

“Yes.” They wrinkled their nose. “They usually do not smell like this, but many meats humans eat do not smell nice before they are cooked, I have been told.”

Hooooo boy, thank fuck. “You were trying to surprise everyone, weren’t you?”

Teeth grinned widely. “Yes! I did not tell Charly or Nixe.”

“I’m actually impressed,” I admitted. “You did a good job hiding the surprise.  Let’s step out into the corridor real quick, okay?”

They followed me and actually looked relieved when I asked someone to turn on the scrubbers before closing the door. “So, the - “

“Not-crabs,” they offered.

“Not-crabs,” I agreed. “In this case, I think we have a misunderstanding. And that’s definitely not your fault. Your logic makes sense.”

“I am pleased that humans do not eat food that smells like this,” Teeth rushed to say. “Please tell me where to dispose of them. They are foul.”

“Yeah they are,” I chuckled, relieved that Teeth was aware of the issue. “There should be a disposal unit this way.” I turned and started walking briskly.

After a few feet, Teeth broke the silence. “There is something similar in Terran food.” It wasn’t a question; they stated it as a fact. “You recognized that they should not be dead.”

“Crabs,” I confirmed. “There are a lot of Terrans that eat seafood and shellfish. Crabs are one of those.” After a glance, I lowered my voice and confided quietly, “Some we avoid eating around you, because they look like Ix’al and Brol.”

“Ah.”

“Also, we have to either cook the crabs alive, or eat them immediately after killing them.” I gestured at the basket. “That’s why everyone reacted the way they did to the smell.”

We reached the disposal unit, and Teeth dumped their parcel - basket and all - in. A whiff of their hands made their nose wrinkle, but the source of the stench was at least gone. “Is this a religious practice? Like eating the pigs?”

I laughed. “For some people, I imagine they can’t eat crabs for the same reason they can’t eat pork, yeah. But for shellfish in general, it’s biological. The meat spoils very quickly and can make us dangerously sick. So,” I took a deep breath, “we cook them alive or immediately after killing them.”

A knowing nod was their response. “We simply ate them alive on the S’crirs.”

“As small as those were, that makes sense.” I held my hands about ten inches apart. “Terran crabs are about this big usually, from what I understand. Or bigger.”

“Bigger?” A glance showed me that Teeth’s eyes were skeptical.

“Spider crabs,” I confirmed. “Their legs, stretched out, are about as wide as Miys can be tall. Those are the biggest, but none of them are sentient.” I paused, and lowered my voice again. “After meeting your parents, we asked Miys. Just to be sure.”

“I am still trying to understand that humans have had to ask more than once if a food-species was sentient.”

“Unfortunately. Hell, I still can’t eat mushrooms.”

Teeth stopped in their tracks for a moment. “Humans are truly terrifying.”

“Sometimes.”

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[scotianostra]

Burns wrote this poem in the winter of 1785 and it appeared the next year in his first published volume: Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect.

Burns’s love of whisky has become almost as famous as his works, but it is unlikely to have had the ill effects on his health that were suggested after his death. Although he assuredly enjoyed a drink or two, there’s little evidence that he regularly drank to excess. He was a prolific writer, worked long hours on his farms and even made a living as an exciseman (a job that was hated across rural Scotland) for a number of years.

This poem was written in reference to the passing of an Act in 1784 that prohibited the Forbes family of Culloden from distilling their popular Ferintosh whisky free of duty. Burns was angered by the British government’s taxation of the drink. Here he celebrates the role whisky played in the life of the ordinary man – from festival days to gathering the harvest and settling neighbourly disputes.

Scotch Drink

Gie him strong drink until he wink, That’s sinking in despair; An’ liquor guid to fire his bluid, That’s prest wi’ grief and care: There let him bowse, an’ deep carouse, Wi’ bumpers flowing o’er, Till he forgets his loves or debts, An’ minds his griefs no more.

[Solomon’s Proverbs, xxxi. 6, 7]

Let other poets raise a fracas Bout vines, an’ wines, an’ drucken Bacchus, An’ crabbit names an’ stories wrack us, An’ grate our lug: I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us, In glass or jug. O thou, my Muse! guid auld Scotch drink! Whether thro’ wimplin’ worms thou jink, Or, richly brown, ream owre the brink, In glorious faem, Inspire me, till I lisp an’ wink, To sing thy name! Let husky wheat the haughs adorn, An’ aits set up their awnie horn, An’ pease and beans, at e’en or morn, Perfume the plain: Leeze me on thee, John Barleycorn, Thou king o’ grain! On thee aft Scotland chows her cood, In souple scones, the wale o’ food! Or tumbling in the boiling flood Wi’ kail an’ beef; But when thou pours thy strong heart’s blood There thou shines chief. Food fills the wame, an’ keeps us livin’; Tho life’s a gift no worth receivin’, When heavy-dragg’d wi’ pine an’ grievin’; But oil’d by thee, The wheels o’ life gae down-hill, scrievin’, Wi’ rattlin’ glee. Thou clears the head o’ doited Lear, Thou cheers the heart o’ drooping Care; Thou strings the nerves o’ Labour sair, At’s weary toil; Thou ev’n brightens dark Despair Wi’ gloomy smile. Aft, clad in massy siller weed, Wi’ gentles thou erects thy head; Yet humbly kind in time o’ need, The poor man’s wine: His wee drap parritch, or his bread, Thou kitchens fine. Thou art the life o’ public haunts; But thee, what were our fairs and rants? Ev’n godly meetings o’ the saunts, By thee inspir’d, When, gaping, they besiege the tents, Are doubly fir’d. That merry night we get the corn in, O sweetly, then, thou reams the horn in! Or reekin’ on a New-Year mornin’ In cog or bicker, An' just a wee drap sp'ritual  burn in, An’ gusty sucker! When Vulcan gies his bellows breath, An’ ploughmen gather wi’ their graith, O rare! to see thee fizz an’ freath I’ th’ lugget caup! Then Burnewin comes on like death At every chaup. Nae mercy, then, for airn or steel: The brawnie, bainie, ploughman chiel, Brings hard owrehip, wi’ sturdy wheel, The strong forehammer, Till block an’ studdie ring an’ reel, Wi’ dinsome clamour. When skirlin’ weanies see the light, Thou maks the gossips clatter bright, How fumblin’ cuifs their dearies slight; Wae worth the name! Nae howdie gets a social night, Or plack frae them. When neebors anger at a plea, An’ just as wud as wud can be, How easy can the barley-brie Cement the quarrel! It’s aye the cheapest lawyer’s fee, To taste the barrel. Alake! that e’er my Muse has reason, To wyte her countrymen wi’ treason! But monie daily weet their weason Wi’ liquors nice, An’ hardly, in a winter season, E’er spier her price. Wae worth that brandy, burnin’ trash! Fell source o’ monie a pain an’ brash! Twins monie a poor, doylt, drucken hash O’ half his days; An’ sends, beside, auld Scotland’s cash To her warst faes. Ye Scots, wha wish auld Scotland well! Ye chief, to you my tale I tell, Poor, plackless devils like mysel! It sets you ill, Wi’ bitter, dearthfu’ wines to mell, Or foreign gill. May gravels round his blather wrench, An’ gouts torment him, inch by inch, Wha twists his gruntle wi’ a glunch O’ sour disdain, Out owre a glass o’ whisky-punch Wi’ honest men! O Whisky! soul o’ plays and pranks! Accept a Bardie’s gratefu’ thanks! When wanting thee, what tuneless cranks Are my poor verses! Thou comes – they rattle i’ their ranks, At ither’s arses! Thee, Ferintosh! O sadly lost! Scotland lament frae coast to coast! Now colic grips, an’ barkin’ hoast May kill us a’; For loyal Forbes’ charter’d boast Is ta’en awa! Thae curst horse-leeches o’ the’ Excise, Wha mak the whisky stells their prize! Haud up thy han’, Deil! ance, twice, thrice! There, seize the blinkers! An’ bake them up in brunstane pies For poor damn’d drinkers. Fortune! if thou’ll but gie me still Hale breeks, a scone, an’ whisky gill, An’ rowth o’ rhyme to rave at will, Tak a’ the rest, An’ deal’t about as thy blind skill Directs thee best.

And for those that struggled a wee bit with some words , here’s a translation......

bowse = booze drucken = drunken; crabbit = bad-tempered; wrack = annoy; lug = ear; bear = barley wimplin’ worms = winding spiral tubes in a whisky still; owre = over; ream = froth; faem = foam haughs = hollows; aits = oats; awnie = bearded; Leeze me on thee = blessings; John Barleycorn = the traditional personification of alcoholic drinks chows = chews; cood = cud; souple = soft; wale = choice wame = belly; scrievin’ = careering doited = muddled; Lear = learning; sair = sore massy siller weed = very fine clothing; gentles = gentry; wee drap parritch = little bit of porridge; kitchens = seasons But thee = without you; saunts = saints reekin’ = steaming; cog or bicker = bowl or beaker; gusty sucker = tasty sugar Vulcan = god of fire and metalworking; graith = gear; freath = froth; lugget caup = two-eared cup; Burnewin = blacksmith; chaup = stroke airn = iron; brawnie = muscular; bainie = bony; chiel = lad; studdie = anvil skirlin’ weanies = crying babies; clatter = babble; cuifs = fools; Wae worth = Woe betide; howdie = midwife; plack = farthing wud = wild/angry; barley-brie = barley-brew Alake = Alas; wyte = charge; weason = throat; spier = ask Fell = harsh/cruel; brash = illness; Twins = robs; doylt = muddled; hash = oaf plackless = penniless; sets = becomes; dearthfu’ = costly; mell = meddle; gill = a measure of drink blather = bladder; gruntle = face; glunch = sneer cranks = creakings Ferintosh = a whisky distillery that belonged to Forbes of Culloden; hoast = cough Thae = those; stells = stills; blinkers = spies; brunstane = brimstone Hale breeks = trousers with no holes; rowth = store

[semi-imaginary-place]

more kubera posting 2

New airavata likes to present herself as a calm and rational leader but between the sidestory and this she's violently insecure self serving.

why do I always end up liking the doomed side characters with no screen time.

when claude recieved that oracle and lifespan from brahma, brahma was in that cloaked form. so im wondering how claude's oracle was suppose to help the losers of the previous universe.

I was thinking about asha in season 2. She originally gained power to take revenge on the suras who killed her village and the plot to resurrect ananta as a whole assuming her pointing out former god kubera to leez was mostly honest. Now though she seems to resent visnu's manipulations and is gaining ananta's power so that she can decide her own future? Her ambitions become unclear to me towards the end of season 2. a good part of this is that asha becomes increasingly unstable in season 2 as yuta notes her soul cannot handle the power she already has not to mention all of ananta's power. i empathize with asha but most of her suffering is self inflicted she resented the kids around her as a child and sought to prove to everyone how great she is, to stick it to them and be at the top of the world. she resents leez for having had rao as a father and other for their bonds to others but asha had many people who wanted to know her as a person and genuinely cared about her like brilith and lorraine.

Oh yeah and since asha failed to kill lorraine her chances of "winning" fell from 90% to almost 0. I think about how yuta said asha's soul could not withstand the power she already had not to mention all of ananta's power. In that sense a motive decay would make sense. I was also thinking asha and leez are alike in that both of them respect and abide by the decisions their past selves made instead of trying to take another path

We see indra mind controlling? Idk manipulating the human king into starting a war and we know indra killed aruna and caused the electrical storms. So i always wondered why human kinnara named time (rao) as the one behind the human king's executions. But its because kinnara wanted to lure kubera to the temple of time. The question is why kinnara-airavata would want that since kubera tries to stop the name transfer. It could be to make human kinnara more desperate to help her but i think human kinnara would have done that anyways.

I just remembered currygom compared agni to a fireball and everything he eats burns up so i dont know how fleshy gods are and there was that statue made out of gods blood that asha fed to yuta so they have blood?? Anyways i was thinking a vampire could make a pretty good living drinking god blood. Or like you could feed a sura that way

"Literally a thought that keeps plaguing my mind ever since god blood was introduced was "were sura meant to feed on gods?" And then it turns out Nastikas regain vigor by eating the environment, thus symbolically feeding on the gods by eating their domains I very much think that in an "ideal" world, gods would be fed to sura on the regular so that they reach a real peace of them- either that, or gods would pair off with Nastikas/ sura of similar attributes and empower them by creating their environments" (oddeyesight)

I was thinking about yama, he might be the most compassionate god, he wants to do right by everyone not just people he has personal connections to and seems to care the most about mortal lives out of all thevgods we've met. He was also kinda set up to fail. Its like that boss that hires you on and then makes you do the work of 4 people and complains when you dont finish it. Like his work load was always going to be more than he could handle so he was set up to be overworked with a job he could never finish or catch up on. An eternal thankless job where everyone hates you and is constantly trying to beat you up so that their one important person can be the exception to the rule. i cant remember quite but i get the impression there were other gods helping with the paperwork who over time ditched.

the catacylsm is just a mystery to the audience for such a universe altering and recent event. And we dont even know if raltara was part of the stable timeloop ora new element maruna added

[sputnikcentury]

The horror of working in localization and trying to figure out how to localize formal vs informal into a language that has never met the concept of formal case.

The horror of choosing formal vs informal being a PLOT POINT.

“Let’s be friends.”

People who only speak english will never understand the struggle of not knowing if you have to call someone the ‘formal you’ or the ‘informal you’

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Heyyyyy Ace!!! Do you ever take Ruby on any of your travels? How does she fare with the animals?

🐒 Well, spank-you very much for the question, "Char-leez Jee-eff". I'd also like to just say, I'm sorry your parents had such weird taste in names. 🐒

🐒 Well, Ruby tends to hold down the fort for me in Miami whenever I've got a job that takes me over the river and through the woods. But that doesn't mean she's nothing but eye candy when we do head out on rescue missions together. Animals may not be her main forté, but she's a quick learner when I'm helping her out. Plus, she's just as crazy about critters as I am, so she really gives it her all! And when it comes to cats, ha! I might as well not even be the animal expert in those cases! 🐒

[sputnikcentury]

Things I have had to explain to my coworkers in the past two weeks

1) I cannot approve 16 hours of voluntary overtime on the weekend and I’m kind of horrified that you’re asking.

2) the reason the achievement goal is “high middle” and not “maximum” is because you gave 100% every single quarter you would die of a heart attack by age 35. The scale going that high is not reflective of what is actually physically healthy to accomplish

3) there is no reward for not using your PTO. The CEO will not personally hand you a trophy stamped “fewest days off”. Please take a vacation. I am begging you.

[thegeekerynj]

Short Reviews, when the Big Mouth doesn’t have much to say… Or is trying to get caught up from COVID / Election Overload

An Occasional Attempt to Read, Discuss and Review the Wonders of Comics

By: John Rafferty, cranky old man, and Fan of All Things Comics

Short Takes 

Short Reviews, when the Big Mouth doesn’t have much to say… Or is trying to get caught up from COVID / Election Overload

Legion of Super Heroes 6-10  (DC Comics)

Writer: Brian Michael Bendis    Pencils: Ryan Sook (#6 - 7, 10) Various (8 - 9)   Inker: Wade Von Grawbadger (#6 - 7, 10) Various (8 - 9)

‘You want to be called Bouncing Boy?

Looking at the Memexes, we were considering “The Bullet”.

Bullet?

It’s a projectile that——

No, with me, it’s all about the BOUNCE.

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Can Brian Bendis write everything?

Between story, and downright FUN, this is a great book.  Team books are hard to do well, if for no other reason, because of the characterizations. 

Multiple characters mean multiple personalities, and some of those will always get underdeveloped in relationship to the team, as the writer invariably has favorites  Unless…

What we are seeing with LSH is development of characters from across the spectrum. Every book has development of some of the characters, even if they’re not directly involved in the story. This is a far cry from what you see in other books.

Add to this Ryan Sook’s breakdowns, and Wade von Grawbadger’s inks, and you get a pretty package, all tied up in a big bow. More importantly, this is a story with a legacy reaching back 60 years, and is being truly refreshed for a new audience.

This isn’t the Legion I read in 1967, but it’s damned good! 

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Suicide Squad #9 - 10  (DC Comics)

Writer: Tom Taylor  Artist: Bruno Redondo

I have Kord’s location.

Okay. Do you also have the Senator?

Oh, did you want him back for some reason? That spineless mouth-breather championed a law to dump more waste into the sea. Delusional, greedy @#$% thinks he owns the world.

I have some friends reminding him he does not.

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Floyd Lawton, first appearance, Batman #59, June 1950, as the man who never misses.

Floyd Lawton, a man who feels no rereason to continue living, but has no wish to die: who puts his life on the line to save his teammates time and time again, to save his daughter and her mother, all with the wish of dying in a truly spectacular fashion.

Floyd Lawton, who finally finds a reason to live, in the eyes of his daughter, Zoe.

Floyd Lawton. Deadshot. Perennial member of Task Force X, finally earned his pardon.

Game Over.

By all that’s Unholy, Tom Taylor is a hateful SOB! But the man writes a great story!

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶

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Marvel Zombies Resurrection # 1 - 4  (Marvel Comics)

Writer: Phillip Kennedy Johnson   Artist: Leonard Kirk

‘Fine. I guess we came all this way. 

Might as well do something really stupid.

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This sums up exploring the World, any world, during a Zombie Apocalypse. Especially when those with Super Powers have been turned into Super Zombies.

So, we pick up with Peter Parker, Forge, Karla Sofen (Moonstone), Valeria and Franklin Richards, a Flerkin named Chewie, and the reprogrammed Sentinel lovingly called ‘Nana’, moving from defendable place to defensible area, seeking a ‘safe place’. Somewhere they can rest for more than one night… if that is possible.

Always realizing the next tree could be hiding a zombified Avenger, or Defender, or Loved one…

Johnson’s Miniseries is another version of the Marvel Zombiepocalypse, which begs the question, what happens when Zombie Galactus infects your world? Or, more importantly, when it CARRIES the infection to your world?

Leonard Kirk’s art style is perfect for this story, a very dark, visceral style which is a little hard on the eyes, making the reader work for every panel. Yes, it hurts to read, but IT SHOULD! It’s Zombies!

This is worth the read if you can get all 4 issues (the first issue came out in July).

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶

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Rorschach #1  (DC Black Label)

Writer: Tom King   Artist: Jorge Fornes

‘They won’t talk to me. Treating me like I’m a  damn Kindergarten kid. I got twins in Kindergarten. Duane and Dwight. I’m not a Kindergarten kid. 

Jesus Christ. What’d they say to you?

That you’re dying.

Shit.

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In 1985, Walter Kovacs died. 

It went unnoticed, but for the few in attendance, for Kovacs died following the Alien Invasion of New York, which, in effect saved the world.

Yet, unnoticed, but for the few, Walter Kovacs became a red splash on the Antarctic permafrost.

And Rorschach, the Crime Hunter, died with him.

Or. did he?

In a world existing somewhere between Watchmen 1985 and Current Multiverses, Tom King and begun a noir-ish tale… Did Rorschsch come back, to foil an assassination attempt, and die in the process?

Did he come back, and fail at an attempt at assassination?

Or, Gentle Readers, is there a whole slew of balls in the air we just haven’t seen yet, that we are going to be expected to juggle deftly, as they drop just into sight?

I can’t wait for the answer!

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Justice League #54 - 57  (Death Metal Tie-In) (DC Comics)

Writer: Joshua Williamson    Artists: Xermanico (54, 57), Pencils: Robson Rocha (55 - 56), Inks: Daniel Henriquez (55 - 56)

“Don’t you get it Cyborg? We’re not the Justice League!

We’re the Suicide Squad!

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I have said before I am not a fan of Joshua Williamson’s writing.

Maybe I just don’t like him on the Flash. 

Four issues, each of them a very good story, each building, with some action and humor, to a smash mouth endpoint, that brings us to Death Metal #5.

I have to say, I’m enjoying this run of Justice League, even with the switch of artist teams mid - tale Xermanico’s work os beautiful, right into the valley of the Starros (that gave me giggle fits!) Rocha and Henriquez’s work is very pretty, and a little darker than Xermanico’s, giving a more atmospheric touch to the Antenna of LOD.

I have to admit, they do a mean Kori, as well! Really FIERCE, with a Full Length mohawk!

Well worth the cost of admission, and a strong addition to the Metal storyline.

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Nightwing #75 - 76 (DC Comics)

Writer: Dan Jurgens   Artists: Travis Moore and Ronan Cliquet (75), Ronan Cliquet (76)

‘We have to talk.’

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Four words. 

Four words that have ended more relationships than violence.

Dan Jurgens has done a masterful job of tying up the Ric Grayson / Amnesias storyline that seems to have run for nigh on ever… by bringing it full circle to Anatoli Knyazev, the KGBeast.

The artwork in these two issues was pretty, with obvious switches between that of Travis Moore (the Titans / Batgirl pages) and Ronan Cliquet’s Batman / KGBeast pages.

Nicely tied up, completing multiple storylines in two issues. Ready to move forward/

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶.5

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Young Justice  #19 - 20 (DC Comics)

Writers: Brian Michael Bendis and David  Walker   Artist: Scott Godlewski

Red Tomato?

I think he said Tornado, and you know it.

Honestly, he talks so fast, I can’t understand him most of the time.

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Damian Wayne, Robin.  Cassie Sandmark, Wonder Girl. Bart Allen, Impulse. Conner Kent, Superboy. Stephanie Brown, Spoiler. Keli Quintela, Teen Lantern. Zan and Jayna. the Wonder Twins. Jinny Hex, Naomi, Amethyst,

Twenty issues in, and the book is cancelled… or is planned to end. Either way, this is a suck way to do things, DC.

This is a great group of characters. Much better than the roster in the Young Justice cartoon, simply for the diversity. Some heroes just coming into their own, some who have existed for years,  (the Wonder Twins have been around in MULTIPLE iterations since the 1970’s), all helping each other… This was a great jumping in book for pre-teens who weren’t up for all the violence / hyperkinetic action / storytelling of a true adult book.

And, it was FUN!

Bendis, Walker and Godlewski produced a fantastic product every month.

One which is ending too soon. Unless, of course, it is going to come back in a new package… 

Hint, hint, hint…

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Amazing Spider-Man 50 - 53  ‘Last Remains’  (Marvel Comics (duh!))

Writer: Nick Spencer   Artist: Patrick Gleason

‘You’re going to love it, Pete. There’s no better feeling in this life — Than being surrounded by those you love.

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So, what are the rules around DEAD Characters returning?

Do they have to be relevant after so many years? Shouldn’t they be, well, driven to do something? Not take more than 50 issues to finally get around to saying…”Bazinga!’, or it’s equivalent?

I must admit, issue 50 is the first issue of a Spider-Man book I picked up, and started to enjoy, until I realized I needed to pick up the LR issues also in order to get the whole story. Didn’t’t we get enough of this in the Shooter Years? 

What about a year and a half ago, when Marvel vowed they would never pull this crap again?? 

I guess they forgot… (Insert comparison to jackass in office here).

Too much work, don’t really care.

Especially when the reveal of who Kindred is happens in issue 50, and Peter finds out in #53… Puh-Leez!

At least it’s not Professor Warren and his Gwen Stacy clone. **BRRRRR** Freakin’ Creepy Old Perv!

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶

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Batman 101 - 102 (DC Comics (bigger DUH!))

Writer: James Tynion IV   Artist: Guillen March (101)  Pencils: Carlo Pagulayan   Inks: Danny Miki   Artist: Carlos D’Anda (Pages 13 - 16)

‘DOUBLE RENT! And you don’t talk to the other tenants! They are good people.

Little Santa Prisca is a community. We live through BANE. We live through JOKER. Don’t blow it up with all your nonsense!

You got it Charlie, No Nonsense. Not Here.

Hey! What’s your policy on Hyenas?

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So, Lucius Fox is one of the richest men in the world. 

Selina Kyle has put the Bat on a One Year Clock to get his stuff together, or she walks.

Clownkiller might be the Bernard Goetz of Superhero Vigilantism (look up the reference, I can’t do everything!), but he goes about proving you can’t keep a good vigilante killer down if he has Google.

Ghost Maker is more than we thought, and knows who Bruce Wayne keeps in the closet (or cave).

Is there anyone in Gotham who doesn’t know who Bruce Wayne is?

Tynion continues to pump out some great product, the stories and characters do not disappoint. Including Grifter as Fox’s ‘bodyguard’ was a nice touch, having him get the drop on Batman, a nicer one.

The art in both books, while vastly different, is simply gorgeous. I want to see more od the team of Pagulayan and Miki, I’m hoping to see their work grow with the storylines.

Next issue, BATTLE Sequences! Should be fun, not that it hasn’t been so far.

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶.5

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Shang Chi  #1 - 2 (Marvel Comics)

‘I have to save my Little Sister!

I have to kill my Big Brother!’

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Only meetings should have agendas.

-Me, just now

Once upon a time, Sax Rohmer wrote stories about the machinations of one Fu Manchu, and his oft overturned attempts to take over the world.

In 1973, Steve Engelhart and Jim Starlin brought Shang Chi, son of Fu Manchu into the Marvel Universe, where he and his MI-6 partners Clive Reston and Black Jack Tarr were responsible for being the monkey wrenches in the machinery of Fu Manchu’s Plans.

It seems that Shang Chi is back, without his prior father. He is still proficient in all forms of martial arts, but now, he is ‘Champion of House of the Deadly Hand’ (like that name isn’t going to come to but him in the butt like a Karmic werewolf), and since the passing of his ‘Father”, now the Commander of the Five Weapons Society.

The artwork is pretty, and the story, steeped in Asian Mysticism, is a little draggy so far. Is the story good? Yeah, it’s a nice reminder of a character I exjyed a long tome ago.

Will it get better? Time will tell.

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶.5

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The Rise of Ultraman #1 - 3 (Marvel Comics, by way of Tsuburaya Productions)

Writers: Kyle Higgins and Matt Groom    Artist: Francesco Manna

Oh. You’re here to fight because you think we’re one of the species that can’t evolve.

No. I know you cannot evolve.

Fifty-Four of your years ago, my brother came to assist you. And you killed him.

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In the late 60’s, on certain New York television stations, the Saturday Afternoon hours were filled with Japanese imports, Kaiju - United Science Patrol, and of course the story of the death of Moroboshi, and the coming of Ultraman.

Ultraman, a human - alien symbiosis, who fought the Kaiju menace coming to take over the Earth.

Forward to 2020, a new Ultraman, with a new team of USP helpers / friends, and what looks at this point to be a corrupt system surrounding them.

This creative team has done a marvelous job with the material thus far, reviving this character for a modern reader.

It’s just a shame it’s only 5 issues…

It is definitely worth the read.

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶

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American Vampire 1976 #1 - 2 (DC Comics)

Writer: Scott Snyder   Artist: Artist: Rafael Albuquerque

‘DAMMIT! Before what happened with Gus, you were the best vampire tracker and killer around. I’m asking you to help me take down whoever this PEELING MAN is.

But if this shitty music and LASERS is your life now, then just say so, and I’ll leave you to it.

It’s not a laser, you goddamned idiot.

It’s a SOLAR LAMP. **klik**

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Ten years ago, Scott Snyder, Rafael Albuquerque and Stephen King started a journey which has spanned 10 Years in real time, but 200 years, and 12 separate cycles in series time.

The current iteration has our favorite group of vamps and exterminators running around 1976, wrecking discos, trains, and graveyards, all in the name of bringing back Stoker’s primary villain.

Snyder proves again he is up to the task of creating a world of whimsy and horror, providing mayhem, madness, and the occasional snorting giggle. His droll wit, and ability to write a phenomenal action piece makes this cycle of the American Vampire story a must read.

Out of 5🌶        🌶🌶🌶🌶

[jubicocoa]

Wall of Text Incoming...

Oh just casually waiting for curry to reveal the truth about the relationship between these two... I mean obviously curry couldn’t develop anything more in s1 &2 because of the age gap & (looks wise). But she did set the stage & drop bread crumbs in a trail that screams romance and heartbreak at the end. Anyone who says they have a parent/child dynamic, I will have to respectfully disagree. All of those grand scenes and Leez asking Kubera if he liked her....it’s a hard disagreement for me. Sorry fam.

Onto S3. Whyyyyy is curry got hidinggg GKuberaaaaaaa?? It makes me suspicious!

Leez still shows consideration and is mindful of him. Two times in season 3 she shows consideration for “the owner of the bracelet.” Saying that it’s better off with Siera than “going down with the likes of her.”

The other time is when she is talking to Yuta and he is telling her about how the bracelet is taking on her sins. So she says that she will try to use less of the swords transcendentals because she “doesn’t want to harm the owner of the bracelet.” Yuta basically tells her not to worry about GKubera and to worry about herself(could also be a bit of jealousy that Leez still cares about the guy lol). Then she thinks that if she were worrying about herself she would’ve never come this far. Afterwards she says it’s fortunate she doesn’t have the bracelet because if something goes wrong, it will go wrong for only her. Why does she still care for him so much? It’s not that she hates him so much that she doesn’t want anything to do with him or his items. If that were the case, she wouldn’t have taken the boots and she knows it would be good to still have the bracelet.

Let me also talk about their last encounter. Ahh Leez was so disappointed and upset with him. 😭 Within very good reason. She talked to him like an irritated wife and he just took it like a husband who got put in the dog house((lol Im so delusional. Send help and lots of it xD)). But... when he gave her advice, she stopped to listen. Why stop to listen when he let her down in the past? That’s because...deep down. I feel like she still trusts him. It seems like it was written for him to be short with her so as to distance himself and keep his feelings at bay. “Go. Go and do your job.” But of course it can’t be that way. He couldn’t help giving her advice, that’s how he’s always been since season 1.

Does he feel bad? Most certainly, he does. Think about it, he didn’t even want to show his face at the end of s2 when they fought. He deliberately deactivated his gigantic force and kept his helmet on when Sagara told him to take it off to check if his hair went grey. He never wanted her to find out, if he could’ve done his dirt without her knowing, he would’ve continued. Of course Asha didn’t like Mister and Leez meeting. So she sent Leez down there on purpose to sow discord between Leez and Mister even tho she knew Leez couldn’t win against him. She just wanted to break both of their spirits. As soon as Leez saw him, that weak hoti Kubera that she barely managed to cast, zapped out. Asha told her not to hesitate no matter what, but instead Leez stopped to question him. She tried to get answers from him in the middle of battle, surrounded by sura and all 😭. So Kubera didn’t kick her because he doesn’t care, he did it because he DOES care( wtf lol this is so toxic and wrong. Idc, I ship it). Anyways, think of it as sedation lol. He has his front that he needs to keep up.

I wonder about things...and I wonder about them long and hard xD. What does Sagara know about Kubera and Leez? What does she suspect? First of all...Leez is off her radar in terms of killing Kubera’s. Even Tatia knows that Leez is off of Sagara’s radar and that if they wanted to kill another Kubera they will have to look in a direction opposite of Leez lol. Or get an item. So what does Sagara know about them enough for her to be bemused and feel pity for Leez.

There’s more that i have to say but I’m sleepy and have work in the morning. Will add more later...

[gracie-p8-officialblog]

Spilling Tea On Phantom of the Opera 2004

DISCLAIMER: I just want to say from the start that it is not my intention to offendanyone, you're entitled to your opinions and I'm allowed to have mine...

Ok, so, I just watched this movie a few days ago on my laptop and it was pretty much my first time sitting through the movie. I watched a few clips of the movie on YouTube but... Then, I decided to watch the whole movie. And this was my reaction.

Don't get me wrong! There WERE parts I liked but... That was just half of the movie... But overall... Um... It was meh. Ahem. Down to business!

My opinion on Gerard Butler as the Phantom? Um, wow. And not in a good way. I feel like this was a case of a talented performer being grossly miscast as the Phantom. I think this Tumblr post best describes on what I thought of his singing.

"He's supposed to have the voice of an angel, but it sounds like he's been gargling vinegar" ~Quoted by @faded-florals

Don't get me wrong. His voice is quite good for an untrained singer but... The Phantom is one of the biggest musical theatre roles of all time! It's right up there with Jean Valjean. It's really not a role that could go a competent singer, someone who's never sang professionally before but could be good once they've been trained up a bit. The role demands a truly great singer... And he wasn't right for the part.

His voice felt too strainy, growly and rock-ish for the Phantom. I didn't like how Joel Schumacher bought into the whole "sexy Phantom" thing and cast a hunky heart-throb, who was nowhere near disfigured enough. It's meant to be a gothic thriller novel with a small romantic subplot, not a B-grade vampire romance movie!

As for Emmy Rossum as Miss Christine Daae... it's true, her voice is good. She should know though, should she wish to excel, she has MUCH still to learn (Heeeeehee. Sorry. Couldn't resist.)

Emmy's Christine had little-to-no character growth and personality but I don't think it reflects her as an actress, but reflects more on the director and casting director because of how young she was (but more on that later)

Not only that, her Christine was SIGNIFICANTLY dumbed down and oversexualized. I mean, the entire point of the story is that Christine grows strong enough to overcome the trauma of an abusive relationship and make sure that her abuser never hurts anyone ever again but still shows the Phantom compassion and sympathy. I mean, her story arc is her becoming strong-willed enough to overcome the Phantom's pull/spell/enchantment/hypnosis or whatever you percieve it as on her! And don't get me started on her costumes because of the SEVERE lack of modesty.

The chemistry was a little flat because she was underage and her two male love interests were both in their 30s (which totally isn't HER fault, of course, but the directors could easily have cast someone else older)

Her voice, too, strikes me as being much too young and undeveloped. She has a very pretty, sweet-sounding quality to her singing but she doesn't sound rich and operatic enough to be a convincing Christine. Rebecca Caine and Amy Manford do the best job of singing the way I think Christine ought to sound- a maturing opera voice! Though POTO is NOT an opera (you wouldn't believe how many people actually think it is...), it does revolve around opera, and Christine is an opera singer, not a pop star.

And now onto... Everyone's favourite vicomte!!!!!!

C'mon people, put your bottles down. It is a truth universally acknowledged (or at least in the wee Raoul Defense Squad Circle) that Raoul is one of the greatest and most underrated boyfriends to ever exist in musical theatre and it's almost impossible to hate him because of how relatable he is.

Ladies, puh-leeze. He's much more relatable than you admit and face it, we all have a little bit of Raoul in us. Failure to see things staring us in the face, saying or doing the wrong thing at the wrong time, having a 'see it to believe it' attitude when we have little-to-no evidence on something... yeah, don't pretend you don't see a trend. Raoul is relatable whether we want him to be or not.

My thoughts on Patrick Wilson as Raoul, he was one of the few redeeming qualities of this not so great movie. Yeah, the swordfight and Tarzan leaps were a little too much but can you blame him?! And though I feel like that foppish wig made him look more like a magic elf prince than a vicomte, he couldn't control that!

His Raoul was so gentle and caring! Yeah, his acting was a bit stiff but at least his voice wasn't a chore to listen to, it has this warm, tender, comforting quality to it which suits Raoul. I really loved the way he sang "Don't throw away your life for my sake" and "I fought so hard to free you" in the Final Lair (😭😭😭) It feels like Raoul is genuinely apologising to Christine.

I know, I know... The Hadley Fraser fans are approaching with menacing expressions as we speak but let me clarify. I still think Hadley is amazing but... His Raoul kinda felt a little too shouty for me and his Raoul was closer to the LND-canon than POTO-canon (not his fault though).

Miranda Richardson (aka. Rita Skeeter) as Madame Giry is kind of weird. I mean, I know Madame Giry's supposed to be a little Strange and Mysterious. But this Mme. wasn't really Strange or Mysterious at all, or even slightly Spooky at all. She was just kind of an oddball. Popping up in random places to give warnings about the Phantom and looking at people as if she were questioning their life choices or something. As for her daughter... well, Jennifer Ellison's Meg was so-so. She's got a sweet-sounding voice and that added scene where she looked for Christine in the lair was a nice touch... But... Her Meg was kinda forgettable and uninteresting. Meg is supposed to prance around shrieking that the Phantom of the Opera is here, not whisper it in a blase manner that you half expect to be followed up with, "by the way, what's for lunch?" Not to mention, she rivaled Christine as far as low-necked costumes went.

Minnie Driver as Carlotta was spot on! Yes, I know she didn't sing the score but her acting was alright. She was very over-the-top and self-centered, which is great for Carlotta, but I felt her portrayal was a little too childish to be accurate. Carlotta is a successful middle-aged diva who's willing to scream and storm when she doesn't get her way, but she isn't a two-year-old pouting and throwing tantrums. (Yes, there's a difference.)

Ciaran Hinds and Simon Callow played Firmin and Andre, respectively. Their managers kinda felt like twits and nothing more. Also, Firmin's masquerade costume was ridiculous. The stupid kind, not the funny kind. ...Well, okay, it was a little funny.

I'm not going to touch on every song here, but I will say that "Hannibal" was beyond awful (if you thought the costumes in the stage version were a bit risque, you should see the movie ones- no, actually you shouldn't) and that "Think of Me," while very nice, was not particularly memorable. Christine's dress, however (despite its less-than-ideal neckline) was GORGEOUS, even though it looks completely out of place in a musical that supposedly takes place in ancient Alexandria.

"Little Lotte" kinda lost its charm by being spoken instead of sung. And Gerard Butler's voice in "The Mirror" was too rough and raspy for my ears and made me cringe in sympathetic shame. The title song was like a cheesy, campy B-grade horror movie tbh, trying way too hard to be spooky and chilling ("ooh, look, Phantom's Lair! It's DARK and SCARY down here!") and succeeding only in being cringeworthy. Not that I've actually ever seen a bad horror movie- or any horror movie at all, for that matter. Unless you count this one.

Christine's costume, too, annoyed me no end. She was basically wearing a corset and drawers under the dressing gown. *facepalm* The dressing gown is supposed to go OVER your COSTUME to keep it CLEAN, peeps. It's not a BATHROBE. And the amount of eye makeup she had on would terrify a raccoon. Yikes.

Though I liked the random horse because of its nod to the Leroux novel.

"Music of the Night" was so blah-slash-touchy-feely that it made me summarily uncomfortable.

I'd like to be able to say something nice about "I remember/Stranger than you dreamt it" but I have none. One thing that bugged me to no end was how Christine is no longer wearing stockings, like dude, that gives some GROSS implications. Anyways, let's skip to Il Muto!

Oh, but first I should say that "Notes" was rather a flop and that "Prima Donna" is unmemorable and indeed should probably be fast-forwarded as there's a rather unsavory bit involving a crew member showing the audience what he thinks of Carlotta's behaviour.

"Il Muto," I must say, was pretty doggone funny. Carlotta's "Your part is silent. Leetle toad," cracked me up into a bunch of giggling little pieces, and the little vignette of the Phantom tinkering with Carlotta's throat spray made her croaking later on a lot more believable.

Now for "All I Ask Of You", SQUEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! I honestly can't understand how anyone could listen to this song and still maintain that Christine and Raoul don't belong together. He represents everything she needs- stability, protection, a guiding hand and affirmed affection. She represents everything he needs, in turn- someone to show affection to and his childhood friend.

One thing I definitely think could have been left out was the scene in which Erik kills Buquet- we totally did not need to see him being chased, terrified, through the rafters and finally strangled. Gross.

And the Phantom and his rose crouching behind that statue... I think this was supposed to be sad, but there was too much snot mixed with tears for it to be sad. It was, again, gross. So was Gerard Butler's pathetic attempt at the "all that the Phantom asked of you" line. And the lack of a chandelier crash in that scene made the song anticlimactic.

And "Masquerade" was so-so but... The Phantom's entrance is anticlimactic somehow, and his Red Death costume (if indeed it's supposed to even BE the Red Death) is unimpressive. I don't like how Raoul just runs off to desert Christine as soon as things start looking ugly (yes, I realize he was going to get his sword, but still... something could have happened to her while he was gone. Duh, did this guy learn anything from "Little Lotte/The Mirror"? Just sayin)

As for Madame Giry's flashback immediately following, I like how it gives us some of the Phantom's backstory, but it seems really abrupt. You don't even realize until she's done that she was talking to Raoul the whole time- it sounds like she's just randomly reminiscing about Stuff, and if you didn't know the story you might be sitting there thinking, "who is this strange woman again?"

Also, Christine leaving wherever-it-is at, like, five in the morning to go to who-knows-where, completely oblivious to the fact that the Phantom is driving her. Whaaaaaaaaa? How'd he know she was planning to go for a graveyard stroll? Was he watching her through the mirror again? THAT'S JUST CREEPY.

"Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again" was rather mediocre and dulled down the fact that it is a Christine Empowerment™ song. Why, exactly, does Christine's father have the biggest monument in the cemetery? If he were a rich and famous violinist as his crypt seems to suggest, why on earth was his daughter struggling along as a chorus girl taking free music lessons?

The swordfight... Well... I had mixed feelings about it. Sword fights are all well and good, but... The swordfight takes away the element of mysterious danger to the Phantom. Okay, fine, Christine getting Raoul to spare the Phantom's life is a nice touch, I guess, but did it strike no one else that his "now let it be war upon you BOTH" makes absolutely NO sense after that? If she just saved his life, why would he suddenly be all, "thanks, but no thanks, I'M GOING TO MURDER YOUUUUUUUUUU"?

And "Twisted Every Way" was after "Wishing" which made ZERO sense. Plus, I didn't like how they cut most of it because in the musical, it gave Christine a spine!

"Point of No Return"? Hooooooo boy....... There are so many things wrong with this number. Let's just a list a few.

*HOW did no one recognise the Phantom through his "disguise"?! At least in the stage play, it made more sense because of how he was wearing a cloak that obscured most of his body.

*Christine's sleeves falling down over and over again were REALLY annoying.

*It was just too touchy-feely for my taste.

*The fact that Emmy Rossum was a teenager during filming made this scene gross because of the way they oversexualized Christine in this scene.

*Gerard Butler's voice in that scene made me cringe and shake my head in sympathetic shame.

*In the stage play, Christine ran from him, showing her own agenda and resistance to his pull! While in the movie, she didn't resist him!

*Now for the one that took the cake... The disfigurement! Or it would be a disfigurement if it actually made him look, y'know, deformed. Instead, as several people have put it, he looks like he got a bad sunburn or something. It's really rather pathetic. It makes him look more like a drama queen than he already is! Yeah.... I really don't like this movie.

On to... Final Lair!!!!!!!! It was a flop. From Raoul's whining and flailing around and his stringy hair flopping about (shallow complaint, I know, but it's so ugly) to Christine's sappy melodramatic "don't make me choooooooose" faces to the Phantom's prancing around with his ropes and maniacal laughter that somehow wasn't really scary at all... yeah, it was a flop. A major, major flop. And though The Kiss wasn't all that bad, all I could think of was, "She's SIXTEEN! SIX! TEEN! THIS IS CREEPY, DISTURBING AND GROSS!"

Which is why it's so difficult for me to admit that, um, I... cried at the end.

I COULDN'T HELP IT GUYS HE WAS ALL ALONE THERE IN HIS LAKE WITH HIS MONKEY AND HIS SMASHED MIRRORS AND HE WAS CRYING AND IT WAS SAD.

And then that rose on the gravestone? That single red rose? And the look on Old Raoul's face (still Patrick Wilson, by the way, under all that makeup) when he saw it and realized he wasn't the only one visiting Christine's grave? Yup, I lost it again there, too. And I really didn't want to. Because I tend to cry over movies I love, y'know? And I didn't love this movie. At all

Yet I still cried at the end. I'm not really sure why. I think perhaps it had something to do with the way the story still "got" me, deep down inside, despite the lousy casting and less-than-perfect singing and ridiculously unnecessary elements that totally didn't need to be there. It's still a tragically beautiful romance, and even a bad film can't kill that.

In conclusion, I think Mary Poppins can best express what I thought of POTO 2004.

In conclusion, I rate it a 2.7/5

[fortheheavenssake]

💜💜PG MM ANON💜💜 Interpretation Collection- 5

Anon said:

You go PG!!! 😊😊😊🌸🌸🌹🐼🐼🐝🐝👍👍👍💖💖💖🌻🌻🌼🌼🌼😊😊😍😍💜💜🌹🌹🌹🌺🌺🌺💙💙💙🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌹🌹🌹❤❤❤👍👍👍👍 Violets 🌼

Anon said:

💗🌲🌞😺 hi Skippy this is for PG and JG🏡🌲🥰🥰🧚‍♀️👑👑🐱🐰🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🐥🌺🌹🌼🌸💐🐿

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36.

💜💜nothing went through but MM ANON’s riddle🥃💜

MM ANON … smokescreen’ it’s a bloody forest fire …… feed the mushrooms ……… interview ‘off the record … financial litigation …… not your average SNAP-shot?…… “ hiding in full sight”……… a complicated appearance ……🎼it’s a little bit funny🎼………Balmoral revisited part two……” dark or white meat”…… 👁🤝☎️🏰🔐…… a sordid publication!!!!…… but’but,look on the bright side.

Smokescreen’,it’s a bloody forest fire…

‘Fake photos’ of PH, mm amw, the child in huge, doesn’t move, dressed in clothing as if it’s January. The two alleged Sussexes, wore hats/caps, heads down, no way to ascertain for sure the identities. Flying via private jet, EJ pipes in that he footed the carbon footprint 🤨🧐mmmmm’kay 🤥🤥🤥🤥🤥🤥. All look here look here, don’t pay any kind to PA and the forest fire raging, lies, obfuscations, major monarchy shaking issues happening, but watch the private jet issues. Puh -leeze? This is just a major amount of ordinance thrown into the fire and explosions rumbling worldwide. I have said this three times, but it bears repeating, watch the stock market, JE played in a league beyond what any of us could imagine, the real $$$$£££££€€€ of the world. Have your portfolios in order.

Feed the mushrooms….

Mushrooms grow best in dark, dirty soil, fertilized ie manure conditions l so there is more filth coming, and it will continue …..this is not a one big news break and it’d done, no no no.These investigations have been ongoing for years…think back to LLM, 1955!!! The F.B.I. started in earnest gathering any and all intel on his behaviours!

Interview off the record

Is this PA and the BRF demand? As thus far it’s an American issue, he has not cooperated , this is madness, absolute insanity.

Financial litigation

Lawsuits being threatened or actually filed against PA/BRF for financial compensation to the underage victims he allegedly had sex with.

Not your average SNAP-shot

Who sent sex photos via the web? Or via mobile? Who has underage naked photos???

“Hiding in full sight”

PA? Galavanting around Europe on private jet unheeded and seemingly unbothered l except “appalled “ at JE behaviour. What we have in a man who has been untouchable, pardon that horrible pun. Untouchable when the palace denied any allegations years ago and he still living large , doing his thing , with a smug smile on his face ten days or so ago, when he attended Craithie Chapel with HMTQ. Makes me so angry!

A complicated appearance

HMTQ will have a few outings chapel, facing the public. I still feel haunted by those two photos of her last Sunday in the car in the rain going to Chapel.😢.

🎼 its a little bit funny 🎼

Your song by EJ. LOVE that song but he pipes in regarding the private jet/paying carbon emissions BS. Why is he piping in now?? The whole world is going crazy, even ED from L.A. Is piping in her opinion.

Balmoral revisited, volume two

Oh MM ANON, giving me fond memories of Brideshead Revidited😊. PA taking another trip to see HMTQ? I soooo badly want to say mummy, but l cannot.

“dark or white meat”

OMG! I think l know what this means but l cannot type what l think. Victims of human trafficking and sex rings and those whose utilize them, those individuals have certain things they favour in a victim. I just cannot say more!

👁 🤝 ☎️ 🏰 🔐

Things have been seen, intel, maybe even satellite data as MM ANON had a mentioned a satellite dish in a very recent riddle. Calls have been made and received. When l see a red phone, l think of a secured phone, with technology to prevent any possible ‘listening in ‘. The palace ie The Firm LG and HMTQ have sealed the deal, l see this regarding mm. PA is a whole other kettle of 🐠. Sorry MM ANON, I just HAD to use an emoji, in your emoji clue😊.

A sordid publication!!!!!

Ok folks, get comfortable, get popcorn 🍿 and 🥃 and watch the show. Photos, videos, the whole lot is going to be published. I hope PM flying es back from Nice not in coach but private jet because HE WILL be one of the tellers of this! I CAMNOT WAIT!!!

but, but look on the bright side..

Reassurance that hey we finally getting mm dealt with, distract from the looming tsunami with PA.

Thank you so much PG…looks great!😊💜💜💜💜

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37.

💜💜PG INTERPRETATION 💜💜

Thank you MM ANON💜🙏🏻😊👋

Sorry it’s so late l have had a houseful of family today. This one took me longer, my hands are so numb today. So, please forgive any spelling or grammar errors GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

MM Anon

MM ANON … buy one,get one free …… baffle them with itinerary …… Lack of FIB-RE…… Bury this one Charles …… “And by opposing end them”……… The devil is in the (denial) detail……Sierra’Charlie’Alpha’Mike……… 👎🦷🤫🏁🗯🔓……… something borrowed,something BLUE…… “throw another million on fire, darling”…… “when the wind BLOWS”………… Sorry’ I don’t see a reservation!!

Buy one get one free

This lovely PR, the faux-manitarian behaving like a teen shopping for her grad dress! This whole Smart Works is such a $$$€€€€££££ grab.

I seriously cannot believe respectable companies are involved, but than again M&S are on their last leg and pinning hopes on this working. As far as presenting herself professionally, one would not ever show up for a job, a DECENT job dressed thus and acting like that and have any hopes of attaining the position. At least not in my world or any professional l know.

But l digressed sorry just had to add that.

Baffle them with itinerary

This is hilarious because nobody here was baffled. People were clever enough to search out the planes call signs . We are not teenage ‘squad’ members. The fun addition of commentary from EJ, ED and P**K, l refuse to spell her name!

Lack of FIB-RE

FIB in the UK is the Fraud Intelligence bureau. Well our girls loves to merch, and there have been a lot of financial questions. Is this agency investigating?? I find this interesting. I also this, as a healthy body needs fibre to cleanse the body of waste and helps ease its removal, very likely that the work this agency and other are assisting is removing waste from the Royal system. Just a thought.

Bury this one Charles

Buried secrets. Things PC has kept secret, and they need to stay buried. I strongly alluded to one the other riddle regarding LLM, but is PC compelled to keep schtum about PA.

“ and by opposing end them”

MM ANON SHAKESPEARE…Hamlet….to be or not to be, that is the question, whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them. Hamlet soliloquy, on suicide or action, what to do…..one of many soliloquy’s we had to memorize in school. Mans action or inactions. JE chose suicide, others like PH , PA have not. There are two ways to deal, this is a quagmire.

The devil is in the denial(detail)

The saying is the devil is in the details, meaning if you forget the small things, the entire project, plan etc, may collapse I see this as the strong denial put foreword years ago regarding the allegations against PA, it’s the cover-up of the sin.

Sierra ‘Charlie’Alpha’Mike

Acronym obviously SCAM, however deeper Charlie?Charles Alpha?the Alpha son who would be King. Was he aware of the PA behaviour, allegations denied years ago? If he was a party to the cover-up that will be a knell to his being King. This was referenced in recent riddle regarding regency.

👎🦷🤫🏁🗯🔓

Offer not accepted, someone is gritting their teeth over this but must keep this quiet. The race is over, shouting of excitement or anger depending which one is party of and the locks are open, for now. So for now PA remains free, at some point, unless things go completely pear shaped and The Firm hides him, he will be compelled to answer questions.

Something borrowed, something BLUE…

Old wedding saying, you all know it… Smart Works regency to the program of providing clothes for women seeking employment our faux-manitarian is playing at. BLUE please PLEASE FINALLY! Let the video, filthy photos of yachting days and all the garbage be made public. PLEASE!🙏🏻

Throw another million on the fire darling

More more and STILL MORE PR! SICKENING!

When the winds BLOWS….

The cradle will fall….little rubber doll will fall but whoa miracle child unhurt! Please let this ongoing lie be made know please! BLOWS, well, we know whose the expert!

Sorry, l don’t see a reservation!

She is done! Backs turned…….over! PLEASE!

Wonderful job! Thank you so much PG! So happy you had a great family filled day!😊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aug 21st, 2019

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38.

💜💜PG INTERPRETATION 💜 💜

💜💜Hi everybody, l am so sorry l couldn’t do the riddle yesterday 😞. I have been working on today’s. I don’t know how good it is, l have been so poorly glad my sister is here. I have read heard any news except what was said about our little George💜💜

Thank you so much MM ANON

MM ANON … Highs and LOWS……… FAMILY concerns …LOOSE cannon…… Morgan/sorry Megan “ a suitable case for treatment”. …… “this is not a rehearsal!!”…… Carra-BEING…… detected, rejected, Sub-jected…… 🏌️‍♂️👁🤫👯‍♀️🌪…… at last we can relax ‘ for a few weeks …… another holiday ( fetch the jet)…… THICK SKIN-ned …EX-COMMUNE-negated.

Thank you MM ANON

Highs and LOWS

Her behaviour has been repeatedly witnessed high, low, bizarre, etc

FAMILY concerns

The entire BRF is FAMILY , mm is not. There are numerous serious issues at play here, PA, PH, what’s to be done, what truths are to be told and what’s best just left as it is. GOT “nothing buried stays buried “ The entire family now is at Balmoral, l am not 100% certain where PH is.

LOOSE cannon…

Several layers of secrets as the are exposed the public’s reaction will be very unpredictable, many are onto her fake ness and are already now aware of PA friendships with various nefarious individuals. I say several loose cannons.

Morgan/sorry Megan “a suitable case for treatment.

Notice Megan is spelled without the H that mm uses. Morgan a suitable case for treatment is a 1966 film.

DescriptionVolatile artist returns to London after having been institutionalized, hoping to reconcile with his wife. When he learns she is leaving him for art dealer he is determined to win her back. While stalking her, he becomes obsessed with Marxism and gorillas. In his new monkey costume, the artist begins a campaign of harassment against her and her lover.

Hmmm stalking, obsession, years of pre-planning, substance use/abuse. Sounding like institutional treatment for long time, versus prison at this time.

This is not a rehearsal

Reminds me a few days ago there was question regarding London bridge falling down code, rumours rampant someone had passed. So what we are going to see now is the real deal, no more f***ing kabuki. Sorry language, you have no idea how FURIOUS l am at that tv lady, l can’t use the word journalist.

Carry-BEING

As the Duke of Windsor was exiled to the Bahamas, PA may well be given such a post. Or PH to Africa, or both!

Detected, rejected, subjected

We have had this before. Substance detected, application for citizenship rejected, she will be subjected to face her legal consequences , will be subjected to medical care, treatment, rehab, than legal issues. ? In UK or US?

🏌️ 👁🤫👯 🌪

Golfing relaxing, someone saw something that was to be very confidential. Man involved with women, in any public knowledge of this is coming and it will be a massive tornado of news and public reactions.

At least we can relax for a few weeks

With mm dealt with finally, they can spend time at Balmoral together and relax. There will be one huge firestorm when the fake wedding, fake pregnancy etc etc etc and the millions of £££££££ spent.

Another holiday ( fetch the jets)

PH going likely to Africa, not holiday but public may see it as holiday. Or keener still, LG releases that MM ha jetted off and she is really in custody. THAT would be brilliant!

THICK SKIN-ned

The royals, Brits is general have tough stuff, despite the firestorm that is going to be unleashed, they will all carry on with their duties. LOVE THEM SO💜GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

EX-COMMUNE-gated

Someone ex behind gates oh we are all praying it’s mm, and she will be ex, if the wedding was legal even.

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

I have a lot of blog to read but this was my priority. I will be here when l am able. Love and prayers for you all.💜🐼🙏🏻🐼😊🐼👋🐼💜💜💜💜💜💜

Thank you so much PG! Prayers for you!🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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Aug 23rd, 2019

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39.

Thank you MM ANON 🙏🏻💜💜

MM ANON … August Bank Jolly-stay……”were gonna need a bigger statement”…… “the boys a f#@ing embarrassment” …… “ it all went tits up when he met that bloody woman”…”calm down Philip” ……… I’d stay put if I were you ……on the Fly-bee……… smelling of (slightly wilted) roses…… “and that day may never come”… blame Fredo …… her “Diana” moment …… 👎🏉🎟.

August Bank Jolly-stay…

Play on words of the August Bank Holiday/long weekend term used in 🇨🇦

ABJ all capitalized, meaning?? PA et al are vacationing in Spain, or last l heard. Seems golfing is fun, doesn’t outwardly seem bothered, blows my mind. Jolly, when l was in Scotland was the coolest restaurant in Dundee, but l don’t think it is that. Some having a jolly stay , certainly the Royal family has circled the wagons at Balmoral. Please, PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE , PULL THE PLUG ON HER ALREADY!!

We’re gonna need a bigger statement”

PA released a letter today decrying JE behaviours but absolute denial of any awareness of illegal sexual conduct. Continues Spanish vacay and not going to U.S. to be interviewed. They NEED cooperative from him, not just a flighty statement signed Andrew!

The boys a f#@ing embarrassment..

This is definitely PP talking about PA, dragging such filth into the monarchy. Fed up with this ongoing issue for years now.

It all went tits up when he met that woman…calm down Philip

Two possibles PA and GM or PH and MM, both are horrific but l think he’s referring to mm and the embedding into the Firm. I hear HMTQ tellingly him to calm himself. So awful at their age, after a lifetime of service, they are having to deal with this!

I’d stay put if l were you

PA stay in Spain, golf away, enjoy your family vacation. Oh how l feel for Beatrice and Eugenie. Fergie is in things £££€€£££

On the Fly-bee

The Cambridge’s et al flew to Aberdeen on Flybe £78 each, now it has come out, the airplane was directed to fly to Norwich empty to pick them up. What started as a good carbon footprint has gone pear shape, to no fault of theirs.

Smelling of (slightly wilted )roses

Is this the nonsense PR about mm , PH and MM going to Princess Diana’s grave? Oh how foul a beast that breathes the breath to use that as PR. A fell wind doth blow!!

“And that day may never come”

The facing of American justice by PA, if anything they hope for financial settlement. At this point SDNY is too far in, he needs to cooperate SOON,

Blame Fredo

Godfather reference. Fredo was the useless brother who sold out the family and paid with his life. This scenario, who is the brother that sold out the family???PA, Although he will not lose his life, he’s betrayed everything his mother holds dear!

Her “Diana” moment

Again this is the vile PR putrid words that she, MM and PH will make a visit to Diana’s grave around the anniversary date of her death, next week. This enrages me almost equally as that “tv lady” making fun of PG. (Prince George, not me ie PG🤣)

👎 🏉 🎟

Only PH at the rugby, no mm! But he is not himself at all!Oh how l,wish l knew more!!!

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

💜💜🙏🏻God bless you MM ANON🙏🏻💜💜

Thank you PG…..😊💜💜💜💜💜❤️

Aug 24th, 2019

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40.

💜💜PG INTERPRETATION OF MM ANON💜💜

MM ANON … airmiles the Sunday roast!!…expect a Murky PR blitz…public poll’ most hated …… “ just f@# them off to the colonies”…a heavy toll…… (A HEALTH CONCERN)… “rest is recommended”……contemplating a Ruling change …… This much loved family …2025?👑👑……A brave new word…… A Monarchy Renaissance … OUR COMMON-WEALTH. …… A holistic answer

air miles the Sunday roast!!

Sunday roast may be Sunday dinner as a family. This is a different roast , as in mocking something or someone, remember the old roasts on US network tv, the ones on now are so vulgar they are unwatchable! I believe this this is family discussion, conversation regarding all the jet-setting, were they real or LG PR?? The fall-out with the public has been enormous after The woke ‘preaching’ over eco-living/carbon 👣.

expect a Murky PR blitz!!

She who shall not be named is continuing and will worsen her agile, loathsome PR, it’s sheer evil!!

Public poll, most hated!!

Mm will be listed as the absolute most hated ‘royal’ likely ever, but truly she is NOT ‘royal’.

“Just f@# them off to the colonies”

This is PP 100% his solution send mm and her issue, back to America, just be done with it already.

A heavy toll, A HEALTH CONCERN

This is taking a heavy toll on the entire family, the reputation etc of the entire BRF. Decades of dedication and service washed away by this person and behaviour. I have been and vocally before stated my concern for the health effects of this on HMTQ, PP, and PH. I am triply concerned and out Harry now, after the suicide of his friend in early August. PTSD and it’s high rate of suicide, he is high risk, add to that the role he has been compelled to play for two years now. I keep him close in prayers 🙏🏻. Please everyone do🙏🏻.

“Rest is recommended”

I think for HMTQ , PP and escape PH. oh how l am concerned!

Contemplating a Ruling change, this much beloved family, 2025 👑 👑,

Again l wonder, if Regency is on the table, for discussion, and coronation deferred until 2025 for PC and C, he would rule as Regent in HMTQ stead. I highly doubt they would jump over to PW and DC.

A brave new word

Regent! New paradigm of how the BRF is viewed, titles and their role.

A monarchy renaissance.

Renaissance ,a revival of or renewed interest in something. Regency, and dealing with the horrid fall-out of mm, would be the public’s view of our Royals that we love so much!💜🙏🏻💜. Requiring a whole new paradigm for all our Royals and function.

OUR COMMON-WEALTH

we, are the Commonwealth, the UK and all the Common Wealth, we love so dearly, we are part of BRF, their role in our daily lives, they visit, on our money, at any political decisions, the Governor General is HMTQ official representative. Also the actual $$$££££££€€€€ the family shares, property jewels owned by HMTQ. It’s all at play, how much will be paid in recompense if any regarding PA , if any legal civil penalties are levied.

A holistic answer

Helping PH cope with all he is, PTSD likely, the fallout of one bad decision regarding mm, and all the fallout of that, the suicide of his friend, the public changing their feelings for him. WE STILL LOVE YOU HARRY💜💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜

PLEASE GOD, LET THEM ALL BE WELL AND RECOVER FROM THIS. PLEASE PLEASE REMOVE SHE, WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED!!

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

THANK YOU MM ANON💜💜🙏🏻💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

Thank you so much PG…yes prayers!🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜😊💜

Aug 25th, 2019

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41.

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻💜💜

MM ANON ……🎼 O’ honey honey 🎼…… a Northern anticipation?……A cleaner Subpoena … desperation, exasperation , instigation ……… “Spend, spend, spend”…… “The Wicked Lady”…… “The naming of parts” …… This poignant reflection …… a Flushing visit.…… Harry Pottering………much MORE Wien-ing …… 🙀👤👂🌧⚡️……🎼you ain’t seen Nnnnnothing yet 🎼

🎼 O’ honey honey

Old song by the group The Archies. Typical pop song cheesy love lyrics. Well we sort of know who Archie is, but nothing for certain, age, father, where he is etc. I also wonder the use of candy is reference to substances?

A Northern anticipation?

Is mm going to Balmoral? Will there be an intervention type confrontation? Will there be some sort of law/taking into custody or hospitalization/rehab destination first?

A cleaner Subpoena

I hear the word cleaner and in any criminal event, my thoughts go to what has been referenced before, those silent,,quiet grey men/women in suits who clean up after the messes of the wealthy or politically important people. In this case however, l suspect the Subpeona capitalized may mean PA interview with the F.B.I. with very clear line of questions that may be asked has been sorted and agreed to by his legal representation but then it would not be a subpoena if he willingly answered questions. Subpoena, for interviews when someone is not voluntarily wanting to testify or give an interview, in this case it’s very likely a female we know. The word cleaner mystifies me, other than there are so many issues allegedly involved, the subpoena may be restricted at this point to the issue, my usage of the word issue here means quite literally her issue, meaning the child that may have her DNA, via surrogate. The subpoena then involving the subterfuge of the child and fake pregnancy, violation of the “ of the body” law.

desperation, exasperation, instigation

She is desperate, PR shows that, anything and everything horrid is being put out, worst being Involving Harry’s mother. Everyone is beyond exasperated with her, plain sick and tired a year ago. People would just like her to leave the country and go live quietly elsewhere, yeah like that’s going to happen. Instigation is the action or process of instigating an action or event. Well she has been instigating a long time repeatedly, but what will be the final time? The brutal use of Princess Diana the final straw.

Spend, spend, spend

PR up the wazoo $$$$££££££€€€€€ . PR is getting crazier, inhumane, interesting consistent SPLASH, etc same paps used by the players…..seems unending and the depths gone to, l almost can smell the sulpher from the evilness..

“The Wicked Lady”

1945 film, plot is In 17th-century England, a woman lives a privileged yet humdrum life as the wife of well-heeled land-owner. To stave off boredom, she begins impersonating a famed highway robber stealing precious jewels and valuables from coach passengers. A chance encounter with the actual thief propels her into a dangerous double life with potentially lethal consequences. Hmmmm double life, lies, stealing, treachery, danger reminding you of anyone???

“The Naming of parts”

Naming is capitalized, is this to do with Archie, part of his name is Mountbatten Windsor. These parts of his name are stolen as he is not of royal blood, most certainly does not fit the “ if the body” requirements of the laws regarding royal succession. Lies more lies.

This poignant reflection

As the time approaches, or rather the anniversary date of Princess Diana’s death approaches, the boys, the entire family undoubtedly reflect on the what if’s? Especially now, with a new baby Prince Louis, and all the horror of mm, how things might/would be so different were she still there. So precious how PW spoke about telling his children about their other grandmother!💜

A Flushing visit

Might mm visit the tennis? Might she break her toilet and have trouble flushing?😄😂😂🤣sorry l had to interject some humour, this is taking me forever, my blasted hands😖.

Harry Pottering

The first thing comes to my mind is MISCHIEF MANAGED!! Has she and her ‘mischief’ been finally dealt with/managed and is she out to a place where doors may be locked? Prison or institution? Either way, she is managed!

No More Wiening

No more whining from her in the media/PR etc. Wien and Vienna are different names for the same city. Wien is the German word, Vienna is English word. JE had an Austrian passport. Hence no more new behaviour from him, and likely NO MORE MONEY TO SUPPORT THE PLOT/mm alleged funding.

🙀👤👂🌧⚡️…

Silent, hidden observers hear and see something shocking, that will cause a major storm , hypothetical thunder and torrents of hill now secret information, like torrents of rain. I don’t know how the kitty cat is involved unless one wants to use a vulgar word.

🎼youain’t seen nnnnnnothing yet🎼

I know these guys BTO……there is so much filth, information yet to come …beyond our wildest imagination l think.

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

💜💜🙏🏻Thank you MM ANON🙏🏻💜💜

Thank you so much dear PG! MM Anon can you give some feedback for PG, she struggles and yet it’s more important to her to help us out…..God Bless you PG!🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Aug 27th, 2019

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42.

💜💜🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻💜💜

MM Anon

MM ANON … THE ENIGMA THAT IS HARRY… that painful public display Of wedded bliss-ters will forever be etched in the National psyche as a comedy of errors the likes of which we will never recover from, the consummate Kabuki. On the left a collective of Hollywood riff-raff, on the right the monarchy in all its 1200 years glory. Dear sweet Jesus ‘ the humiliation. Only one person can end this interminable farce. And sooner than later. Courage is now a necessity.

MM ANON … “ it was the epoch of incredulity”… “she doth protest… Rumbold on retainer …… the ribbons of retribution …… micro evidence in camera …… in contempt of a pardon ……” softly softly……”…… an agreeable conclusion …… “return to this green and pleasant”…” long and winding mode”……in blogs good time.

“It was the epoch of incredulity”

Quote from famous Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, During the French Revolution Paris and France wanted republic, the guillotiine was the means to employ beheadings of royals. In London, during the Victorian time the long ruling Victoria, much beloved by many. The monarchy remained strong.

Are we to believe the entire British monarchy is at risk of republic? People are very angry, across the Commonwealth. When it’s all publicly released as fake, a lie, fake pregnancy, fake 30£ million wedding and on and on, there will be fury like never before. Again not so much the liE, BUT THE COVER UP OF THE LIE! The entire truth must be told now!

She doth protest

Well she doth protest too much which in itself can be inferred as overcompensation for lying.

Rumbold on retainer

Are you being served? Hugely popular vintage British comedy show about the staff at a store. Cuthbert Rumbold managed the lot of characters in employ of the store. So him being on retainer, do we need an excellent manager to deal with the motley crew which is mm et al, of course. The connection to JE via GM via her father below is just interesting!

Grace & Favour, which was known by the title Are You Being Served? Again! in the United States and Canada, is a Britishsitcom sequel to the long-running series Are You Being Served?

The idea of a spinoff was originally suggested by the cast of Are You Being Served? almost immediately after the original series ended in 1985. But though creators-writers liked the idea, they agreed that the department store format was exhausted and that any spinoff would require a change of location. The plotline that brought the cast from the store to the manor was considered remarkably topical, since it aired just a few months after the death of British publishing tycoon Robert Maxwell, who was revealed to have borrowed heavily against his own employees’s pensions.

The ribbons of retribution

Retribution is punishment inflicted on someone as vengeance for a wrong or criminal act. When crimes are international, or war crimes etc the court is the International court at The Hague, Netherlands. It is a blue ribbon panel, meaning a variety of legal experts very highly regarded. Think blue ribbon as the prize flowers at the flower show but on a massive scale.

The International Court of Justice (ICJ) sometimes called the World Court, is the principal judicial organ of the United Nations (UN). The ICJ’s primary functions are to settle international legal disputes submitted by states (contentious cases) and give advisory opinions on legal issues referred to it by the UN (advisory proceedings). Through its opinions and rulings, it serves as a source of international law

I would encourage you all to educate yourself regarding this body.

Ribbons of retribution is also found in X box Gears of War 3, ribbons/medal of honour, service, etc are worn proudly!! PRINCE HARRY SHOULD RECEIVE THE HIGHEST OF HONOUR FOR HIS OVERT COVERT ROLE OVER THE LAST TWO YEARS. YES I MEANT OVERT COVERT!

Micro evidence in camera

In camera, legally or in board meetings etc , in camera comments are those not recorded by the note taker, it’s for the group knowledge or discussion only. Having served in numerous of such capacities l know only too well how difficult those situations can be when people want all the data. Here we have micro, could be DNA. DNA /parentage of baby Archie to remain confidential.

The other obvious could be spy like micro film in a camera but l highly doubt that, just mentioned it as an obvious but MM ANON is never obvious.

In contempt of a pardon

Contempt is disrespect in any form or disrupting court proceedings or non compliance the judge can declare contempt of court. Contempt of a pardon is odd wording. If mm were pardoned , had she been charged, convicted and sentenced, CONTEMPT would be the least of the adjectives. So if PA , neither has been charged of anything to my knowledge, continued to refuse interview by the F.B.I. A subpoena could be issued. The wording of this confuses me. Basically if someone gets pardoned there will be contempt.

“softly, softly “

Softly, softly, catchee monkey”, this old Engllish proverb means that if do not rush or if you avoid being too hasty, then eventually you will achieve your goal - in other words, be patient. How many times has Skippy said, be patient there is a lot we don’t know, and a lot of working going on in the background, globally! Have your ducks in a row is similar!

Softly, Softly was a British television drama series, produced by the BBC and screened on BBC 1 from January 1966. It was created as a spin-off from the series Z-Cars, which ended its fifth series run in December 1965. The series took its name from the proverb “Softly, softly, catchee monkey”, the motto of Lancashire Constabulary Training School.

an agreeable conclusion

They have reached a decision of when and how to end this. We must watch and wait. They have all agreed.The fallout will be horrendous.

Return to this green and pleasant

Once again be settled, able to enjoy a Balmoral as well as the beauty that is family love, PH, PW DOC all publicly able to be themselves once again. England has numerous times been referred to the green and pleasant land in books etc.

Long and winding mode

Song by the Beatles we all know long and winding road. This l believe to be the way or mode in which the information will be shared and the way it will be dealt with. I also think it refers to our Harry and his emotional recovery and the modalities/modes which may have been and might be employed to help him.

In blogs good time

Things will happen In God’s good time. Dare this Skippy be a reference to you and your blog, which has for over 21/2 years been at uncovering the liar….perhaps refers to all the people who via social media blogs have kept the faith GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

Thank you so much PG! You are amazing!😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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Aug 27th, 2019

[peonymoss]

“Mansfield Park”: Peony’s quick takes on Chapters 32-36

Chapter 32

Fanny hiding out in the East room to avoid Henry, and instead….

“In your bedchamber I know you cannot have a fire….”  WHY DOES EVERYONE SEEM TO THINK THIS IS OKAY

....and once again, Mrs. Norris is busted and Sir Thomas is Not Pleased (and, obliquely, sort of apologizes to Fanny.)  .  Also, no wonder he was overwhelming to little Fanny; when he gets going he talks in long solid paragraphs. He’s not very good at reading what Fanny is thinking — she does not confide in him — but he’s sensitive enough to break eye contact with her when he sees she’s getting overwhelmed.

“Fanny, forced by the anxiety of the moment even to tell her uncle that he was wrong…” She’s getting stronger and stronger, even if she doesn’t realize it.

“...his wishing to marry at all so early is recommendatory to me…..” Quite the opposite of the Admiral.

“...the simple acknowledgment of settled dislike on her side would have been sufficient. To her infinite grief she found it was not.” Sir Thomas was the man who didn’t put a stop to Maria’s marriage to Rushworth — and she not only disliked him, she held him in contempt.

Oh, that awful lecture of Sir Thomas — it’s SO LONG, and so unrelenting, and is essentially a much more polished, ponderous expansion of that nasty swipe from Mrs Norris, back during the play business: Fanny is being selfish and ungrateful.

But still, she says no. Sir Thomas doesn’t make her come down to refuse Henry in person — not because she’s resolute, but because she looks a mess because she’s been crying and he doesn’t want to scare Henry off. But at least he has the sensitivity to send Fanny out for some fresh air and to promise not to tell Lady Bertram and Mrs. Norris about what’s going on.

And he immediately gets her a fire in the East room. “...from the voluntary information of the housemaid….” I wonder if the staff were displeased by the original order not to have a fire.

Sir Thomas vs. Mrs Norris at dinner: it doesn’t escape his notice how unfair she’s being to Fanny, and how she perseverates on this through half the dinner.

And then Mrs. Norris gets set down again after dinner!

Chapter 33

Henry is so used to charming and pleasing and winning hearts (and then breaking them) that he simply can’t wrap his mind around Fanny not loving him…

“Now she was angry. Some resentment did arise at a perseverance so selfish and ungenerous.” There’s that new strength again.

Henry’s blabbed the whole story to the whole Parsonage: another sign of how he doesn’t take Fanny’s refusal seriously. Now she’s got pressure from that quarter — and even from her aunts.

(Contrast this to Darcy, who doesn’t tell anyone but Elizabeth herself about his feelings for her and about his proposal: it allows her to make her decision in absolute freedom. He doesn’t pressure her after she refuses him the first time; he’s hurt and angry, but unlike Henry (and Mr. Collins), he respects her refusal. He only proposes again much later, when she’s given him an opening and he has reason to think she’s changed her mind — and when he does, he adds, “one word from you will silence me on this subject for ever.”)

“Sir Thomas, indeed, was, by this time, not very far from classing Mrs. Norris as one of those well-meaning people who are always doing mistaken and very disagreeable things.” Heh!

Is that Fanny trying to gently manipulate Lady Bertram — “Oh, I can’t accept him, you’ll miss me too much!” But Lady Bertram has a sudden attack of almost unselfishness.

Everingham, Henry’s love, and a pug puppy? Fanny, think of what you’re giving up!

Chapter 34

Oh, Edmund. Just like you keep hoping that things are going to work out with Mary, now you’re hoping that things are going to work out between Henry and Fanny, even though you know Fanny doesn’t like him and you see she’s not encouraging him. But maybe things will all work out! (Kind of like Maria hoping that Something Would Happen to free her of Rushworth. Eventually something does happen, but she doesn’t take the opportunity.)

There’s something magical about the reading scene. But it’s so Henry: he just skips around the book to whatever catches his eye, going for the big speeches without reading the parts of the play that build up to them and make them important. And of course, he’s acting.

And then he’s thought about the liturgy, too, but as another performance. The part where he talks about his aspiration to be a preacher is pretty funny. First he thought (for about ten minutes) that he might like to be a sailor, like William; now he says he’s thought about being a clergyman, like Edmund: the two men dearest to Fanny. But he can’t be like them, because he’s not interested in constancy. And that’s why Fanny’s not interested in him: she knows he’s not constant.

Ugh, Henry. She told you to leave her alone; why won’t you do it? “You have some touches of the angel in you…”  Oh, puh-leeze.

“It is he who sees and worships your merit the strongest, who loves you most devotedly, that has the best right to a return.” Excuse me - a right to a return? And quit with the first name business! She didn’t give you permission.

Hurrah for Baddeley! Tea and cakes to the rescue.

Chapter 35

Sir Thomas “wished [Henry] to be a model of constancy; and fancied the best means of effecting it would be by not trying him too long….” It’s disappointing that Sir Thomas doesn’t seem to realize how self-refuting this is.

...And Edmund lets Fanny down. “Don’t marry him if you don’t like him! But in the end, marry him.” What does that even mean? (I do think that he has a good point that in some respects someone like Henry could be a good match for Fanny in that they could learn from each other.)

But Edmund’s floating around on a pink cloud, surrounded by butterflies and little birds singing sweet songs, because Mary Crawford is being encouraging to him again, and in his infatuation maybe he’s got a happy fancy of love being in the air and his marrying Mary and Henry marrying Fanny and everyone being happy together.

Fanny lets him float around for a while, and then turns the conversation back to the problem with Henry, “feeling it due to herself” — wait, did I read that correctly? YES I DID:

“Feeling it DUE TO HERSELF.”

She brings up her most serious objections — the shenanigans connected with the play… and Edmund tunes her out because he’s embarrassed because of his own failures. And the “It has been _ _ chapters since Edmund seriously lets someone down” counter goes back to zero.

But Fanny presses her point! Back in Chapter 7 she would have questioned herself if she thought differently from Edmund, and hesitated to disagree with him. Now, she’s tactful, but firm. She saw what she saw. And she’s confident in her observations and her judgment.

She also knows that it is NOT her job to improve Henry’s character.

Edmund reports that Mrs. Grant and Mary both 1. know about Henry’s proposal and 2. ship it like the East India Company….

“I should have thought," said Fanny, after a pause of recollection and exertion, "that every woman must have felt the possibility of a man's not being approved, not being loved by some one of her sex at least, let him be ever so generally agreeable. Let him have all the perfections in the world, I think it ought not to be set down as certain that a man must be acceptable to every woman he may happen to like himself….

And another big step for Fanny: “How was I to have an attachment at his service, as soon as it was asked for? His sisters should consider me as well as him.”

“With the kind authority of a privileged guardian….” Some guardian. Fanny’s guarding herself now.

Chapter 36

Mary visits the East room for a chat with Fanny. “[Edmund’s] sturdy spirit to bend as it did! Oh! it was sweet beyond expression.” Sure, that’s not worrisome — that she’s crowing over bending the spirit of someone she thinks she loves.

Comparisons between London and Mansfield: “You all give me a feeling of being able to trust and confide in you….” What Henry said. They feel the attraction of the virtues at Mansfield.

More reflections on love as power, on Fanny’s power over Henry and her victory over the other hopefuls.

And the whole necklace scheme was Henry’s idea!  Another attempt to appeal to Fanny’s gratitude and force a connection.

“[Fanny’s] disposition was peculiarly calculated to value a fond treatment, and from having hitherto known so little of it, she was the more overcome by Miss Crawford's.” If Fanny hadn’t seen what she’d seen, and if her heart was not already fortified by her love for Edmund and William, she could be easy prey for Henry.

[fucktard666666]

He was 19 in twenty-19. His favorite crystal is Crystal Methyd, and our first binding words together were: Nothing Fucking Matters!

He complains about how his hair is growing too slow, everyday. “I can’t wait til my hair grows!” He exclaims whether it’s night or day, rain or shine, you will absolutely hear him say. I personally liked the cholo cut-so sexy! “The cholo jumped out!” And this girl said “and it scared me!” That pesky little tissue flap that he constantly burns, located on his palm, but continuously move traverse even more so that the medication can never seem to reverse. It has been frozen, and burnt, and picked on and bleached, and churned by his finger nails... baby put your hand down and stop messing with that tumor! I have never met anyone who has outmatched my dark humor. Take a break from peeling of those dead skins. Caress me around my thighs, my legs, not near my asshole though, I don’t want your bacteria to lay eggs-

In the morning, two is what you prefer. You like them in pairs-perverted as this sounds but it is true-

It is true that the things you want the most are the ones you’ll have the hardest time getting- or non at all. God forbid I wanted hair and facial hair- god did not grant me either one, almost non at all. I envy his hair growths that he likes to compare to middle easterners. It makes me smile all the time, because the bridge of his nose, says “you’re a beaner-ers!”

He’s clogged my sink multiple times, because of his constant shaving. I don’t mind it though... it’s pretty annoying, but it’s a task worth having. I usually clean it by myself when he’s not around. I don’t know, just little remnants of him made me feel like he’s around, his energy lingers upside down and everywhere, even though I’m cleaning up his mess, I can’t help but smile, I can’t help but stare-

Stare at him when he’s asleep. Brushing his curly locks, tuck them behind his ears. Whispering I love you’s when I thought he’s already R-E-M’n, but when he responds “I love you, too baby” I just be D-A-M’n inside, thinking to myself, how lucky did I get?

Lucky that even after all my fuck-ups, screw-ups, mistakes, the universe still bestowed a gift upon me. A gift that was most likely not well deserved. Was it dropped off at the wrong doorstep? I ask myself. I ponder, and wonder, and gander back at him as he does the bare minimum at his job. “You’re just flipping papers, babe.” I whisper to myself. I chuckle a little and let out a yell: do you want breakfast? I asked. He lets out a grin, a half-smile, obviously responding: yes! He has a certain tone when he’s saying “thank you” when I hand him his food. God, a nervous wreck I am whenever I cook for him. I’m no alumni from Le Cordon Bleu, but I can cook a mean... a mean... I don’t know. I can’t cook for shit, but for him I try to make do.

Half-naked in an all ivory dining set. Countless memories in that empty corner, but unforgettable nonetheless. He likes to circle names that he found interesting in his pile of SNHD papers. Hey, did you know names are just the sounds people associate to you? We both are suckers for names. We have enough collected for generations even long after the history that became.

Oh, there’s this one spot located in the middle of nowhere. Red Rock Canyons: Oasis of Stars, home of lone wolves and cayotes, hidden in the far southwest. Famous for being the road on the way to Pahrump where brothels thrive, old men jive, STD hives. I tried to go to this spot one day to remi-nice, but I could not find it at all! One more turn and I might end up in Bermuda Triang-All. He must really be the compass to this place, I stopped on the side street, I said ooh bitch, that was a struggle! This one morning, I’ll fail to ever erase from my memories. It was so, so perfect that I forgot about my open wound pounding from my head. Need I say more or will I cut an old wound, call 911? Will they respond?

Water and Oil is what we’ve become. Despite the beautiful sceneries, steamy showers, and late night epiphanies, we have become repellent- our love language, no longer transparent. We do not seem to combine, scientifically, chemical bonds to be exact. Since when did oil become non-hydrophiliac? . What went wrong? Blood and flesh, sweat and tears, have all been involved. To this day, I demand: tell me where did I go wrong?

Two good people, two beautiful souls, two visions of art, but somehow it ended in turmoil? We tried to repair all the wear-and-tears, but we did not age like fine leather. Sweet and sour, hot and cold. We have not experienced such a fine and dandy weather from the month of January until the hot summer nights of May-weathers. We did not have an umbrella to shield us from the rainfalls. How the hell are we gonna weather the storm when winter befalls? Summer has always been our season. Hot, and steamy, “hey you sucked the puss out of my nipple piercing, but I was too horny to stop you” was his reason.

A very promising relationship that ended bitterly. God, you can’t even keep us in the same room let alone pass each other merrily. What have we become? Is this when we declare each other as our enemies? Is this when we burn our sweet, sweet memories? Is this how we treat each other even though we used to be each other’s ecstasies? This is not a vision I’ve foreseen. This is not the happy ending that we wanted like from those in the silver screens.

Tropicalia, somewhere in Los Ange-Leez, far from the ocean port-landia, located at the foot of the metropo-Leez. We shut the place down, in those fly outfits, the people, the photographers, the cameras. We too fire. We too cool, we brought the half white half black, The Grandfather-esque suit, pimped out boots, fur coats in a light shade of oat, pops of old school red, 10-10-10s!!! Fiya in the streets freaky in the sheets. Thrifted goods from head to toe. Just DSLs, no need to flaunt them YSLs and Logo-

Mania-c panics, insecure Ass fights, sleepless nights, Tel-Aviv dreams, Perfecta on the radio. Sade on the stereo. Stars Are Blind has become an anthem, but Nelly Furtado strengthens our tandem. My Cherie Amour, cara mia, Amor de mi vida- it’s Friday, babe! Can we just have one good día?

Giant Pikachu, that I won for you. Every person envied the dude, who’s carrying a giant, yellow plush! Envy him! It’s his birthday! His embarrassment is accompanied with a blush! I heard a kid saying “I choose you!” No kid, he is mine! Get your own baby, this one is divine- femi-NINE as you claim to be

This is reality and truth be told, we made fools of ourselves. What’s done is done, unbecoming, yes, but we did what we thought was right at the moment. I’m out of tears to shed, but boy if I must see you cry one more time, don’t do it, on my knees I beg. I hate when I see the tears start to glisten your eyes. I’ve killed myself a thousand times for making you cry. Don’t do it, but here are just simple words to live by: forgive me. Forget about me. Now baby, will you

Try?

Seven- thirteen- nineteen; another day anotha dolla for San Valentin. He wielded his bow and arrow, struck a 20-something and a late teen. Inside a fortune cookie, holds a question

“Do you wanna be my boo thang” I giggled and answered. Yes- I think we just became each other’s regular dicks and regular bang- his everyday play ting. I blinked once, turned to my side, and my phone suddenly rang- it’s reality calling! Should I ignore it and continue to hang? Little did I know, it’s the phone call we both need: parallel worlds, perpendicular visions, and 90° angles-When you flip the right triangle it looks like it’s bent down to it’s knees- the position where I found myself as I’m begging you please

Please stay with me,

Would you forgive me now, baby, please?

Please be my baby,

Stay for the night please?

Our continuous fights with no referees

Even after some make-up sex, it leaves no guarantees.

Too bad we didn’t even make it to a full trip around the sun. I’ve made a playlist to every single one-

Every single one of the months that you’ve left me longing for your kisses and your hugs and your I love yous that I misses, and your scent, and the views when I have you bent, and everything about you and everyday my sadness increases as I hear songs about you.

I decided that I’m ready to receive what I’ve been missing by getting it myself from other bitches. Their names are Molly, Mary Jane, and some white girl who embezzled half of my riches.

LSD dreams, psychedelic visions, heavily induced in nicotine.

Adderall brain, fried in alcohol and ampheta-main

I chased highs that began from

Seven-thirteen-nineteen

Little did I know there’s happiness beyond the drugs,

Beyond your love,

In this universe so infinite

Found within myself, I’ve had to ignite

Ignite the fire that sparked the journey

Journey of loving myself beyond, of what used to be a vision too murky

Murky skylines of my future, now I can see so clear, so white, so pearly.

Pearly whites from the crevices of my mouth started to resurface once again

Ready to explore undiscovered depths of my being once again

Rebuilding what was lost from my abrupt healing once again

Before you came, before you saw, before you conquered, shit, never again.

The deepest corners of my soul that are left unseen

Thanks to you for sharing with me, seven-thirteen-nineteen

And for forever redefining the meaning of color

Green.