#I beg you to read Pluto and Monster

[iamhereinthebg]

Is tbhk your fav manga? If not what is it?

I do love tbhk and it is among my fav manga when I see how much I talk about it ^^ I do have a fixation on it, but I know some manga I read had better written plots than tbhk :00

hmmmm my fav mangas :00 it is a hard question. I've read a lot of manga when I was a kid (the classics, like DB or One Piece) but I honestly don't have that much which stood out for me x')) especially because I have a really hard time with fan service and how female characters are written now ahah 

And I like absurd humor as much as I like compicated plots too x’))

ANYWAYS

Mangas I adore since I am a kid

Doraemone my beloved (I have so many shirts and merch from this, it’s insane) and Keroro, which is so so stupid (there is a strange fanservice in Keroro? But honestly I didn’t see it when I was a kid ahah)

Doraemon is a really good manga for a kid, with super creative ideas and stupid interactions :D It is mostly for kids but it those two still have a special place for me dhskjds

I ADORE YOTSUBA

I’ve been reading this manga since a really long time too and it is adorable and stupid I like it so much :DDD Yotsuba is adorable and a lot of my humor is coming from this manga tbh

The only series I am purchasing rn are tbhk, witch hat atelier and Heaven’s design team :DD

Kamome Shirahama is an absolute queen dshdkjs and I adore the story, characters and the artstyle which is absolutely insane! This take on magic is everything! If I had to recommend a manga I would go for this one! I do know it is pretty popular but there is a reason dhskdhskj

Heaven’s design team is so stupid and has no right being this pretty :DD If you want a cool manga to read, where you see designers having artblocks, the strangest ideas ever and stupid characters of all ages, while learning how animals work this is perfect :DDD

Gokushufudou is the best manga if you wanna laugh a lot x’) The art has no reason being this good again and the concept is hilarous :DD

 Im great priest Imhotep have a special place in my heart :DD 

Really basic shonen plot, but the characters are funny, the art is cool and there is a lot to learn about egyptian mythology ^^ (and I adore Makoto Morishita ahah she is so funny and talented) 

 Land of the lustrous is amazing too! (I haven’t read it in a while, because of the hiatus but the art is dhskjdhsj) A really original concept with a lot of good plot twist and characters ^^ 

The anime is really cool to watch too 

I really really like Jiro Taniguchi’s works! His writing style is really chill, not that much is happening, it’s just life in its simplest ways. And his water colors and drawings are insane, he is really good at doing backgrounds.

(if you can check the animation movie ‘le sommet des dieux’ too which is one of his manga it is incredible dshjds)

I really like the manga for Nausicaa. More violent and with deeper meaning than the movie (which I absolutely adore) and you can appreciate Miyazaki’s manga art :DDD

I am a big fan of Naoki Urasawa’s works too :DDD

I am reading 20th century boys rn But I really liked Pluto and Monster :DDD (Ig there are some triggers for these mangas? idk) I used to read astroboy as kid so his darker take on it is really nice to see :DDD and the plots are really greatly written, it is even hard sometimes to follow what’s happening :’DD

And that’s all I guess for now? :00 Nothing else is coming to mind ahah

I’ve been reading some others mangas as SpyxFamily for example but those are more famous ^^

Anyways! Thanks for the question anon :’DD and sorry If I rambled again dshjds

[owo-shenanigans]

Can you write what being Nico Di Angelo’s older sibling would include

Yeah yeah! I'm going to write it as if you're the eldest of the three Di Angelo's you as the eldest of the Di Angelo’s haha. I wrote WAY too much backstory of it but there are headcanons there I promise. If you want a continuation with more actual headcanons feel free to request again haha

Being Nico and Bianca’s eldest sibling

The amount of trouble these two got into at the hotel, good gods.

Nico is always talking about Mythomagic to whoever will listen, and Bianca was always telling people to fight her. Funnily enough (not for you), they were often the same person. At the same time. And the person would be huge and muscled.

You got good at running, at least.

Apparently you don’t age when in the hotel, and yet when the man in the suit came to pick you three up you feel like you’ve aged beyond your 16 years.

You sneak the two of them extra dessert from the school kitchens whenever you can, and you made a classmate of yours buy some Mythomagic figures for your younger brother, and you take Bianca out of the school every now and then for her photography.

You just look out for them as much as you can, which is made much easier by your new friend Grover. He helps you take care of your siblings, and you feel much less stressed as a result. You even go to the school dance together (as friends), and then some freaky monster comes to eat your siblings.

Ha.

No.

You grab the closest thing to you, some weird bronze club that you swore wasn’t there a second ago and beat the everloving shit out of it. “Grover,” you ask calmly, when you see the horns poking out of his hair, “What the FUCK.”

“Yeah, what they said.” Nods a black haired boy (he seems to be two years younger than you). Now that your furious frenzy was over, you recall him stabbing the beast with his sword, helping bring it down.

Once all of you get to camp (and you shut down Bianca’s attempts to join the Hunt- when Artemis says no boys, you’re pretty sure she means no romance in general, and if you’re right about Bianca, she wouldn’t be happy in a few years), you forcibly take three bunks for yourselves. From the looks of everyone else, you can see you’re here for the long haul.

But… As you stay, you realize that you don’t feel like everyone else. You can read English and Italian fine, but numbers just swim around in your head. You can also feel all the metal around camp, which is. Weird. Uncomfortable.

Let’s skip some time. You three were officially claimed by Hades after the Battle of Manhatten, and no one could understand how you weren’t the child of Prophecy.

Until Jason came along and proved that you were a child of Pluto.

Huh! Wack. Hell no are you leaving your little baby siblings, though. Especially not for some Roman camp.

You sneak out of Camp Half Blood to get Mythomagic cards for Nico, and the guy just takes the gold nuggets you hand him. He’s used to you, by now. He’s actually how you found out the year wasn’t 1940, and boy were you shocked when you realized that.

Nico came to you after a year at Camp Half Blood and quietly confessed that he only felt attraction to men. Neither of you knew a non-derogatory word for it, so you begged a dictionary off an Athena kid and dealt with the unfamiliar words to help your brother identify himself.

Bianca never officially came out, but she did put a flag up in the cabin and introduced Lou Ellen, the Hecate kid, as her girlfriend. You and Nico had no idea how to react so the two of you clapped awkwardly.

Insert that evangeleon video

Honestly everyone at camp is utterly terrified of you because you’re willing to throw down at any moment for your siblings or their partners.

When the three of you found out Mussolini was dead (and so was Hitler), the three of you asked for permission to leave camp and piss on their graves. Chiron agreed as long as you brought O’Leary with you. It was very nice. You all had fun beating up some Neo Nazis.

said video: [Video ID: a bunch of people from the anime Evangelion clapping and saying congratulations.}

[amazinglyegg]

Do u have any songs that u associate with danse and/or X6?? :)

I do!!! And I accidentally wrote a LONG explanation for two of Danse's songs and I didn't wanna delete what I wrote so I put it under read more :) also feel free to ask me for my reasoning behind any of these songs!!!

Songs I Associate with Danse or X6-88

Danse:

Achillles Come Down - Gang of Youth

Broken Crown - Mumford and Sons

I'll be Good - Jaymes Young

Blue Lips - Regina Spektor

A Sadness Runs Through Him - The Hoosiers

Sweet Hibiscus Tea - Penelope Scott

King and Lionheart - Of Monsters and Men

Saint Bernard - Lincoln

X6-88

Bury a Friend - Billie Eilish

Neptune - Sleeping at Last

Therefore I Am - Billie Eilish

Cradles - Sub Urban

Wires - The Neighborhood

Goodbye Mr. A - Hoosiers

Goodbye to a World - Porter Robinson

Bad Things - AJJ

So Nice So Smart - Kimya Dawson

Danse and X6

(I don't have any songs that remind me of them together but here's some that remind me of both of them)

Pluto - Sleeping at Last

Soldier, Poet, King - The Oh Hellos

King - Laura Aquilina

Ready Aim Fire - Imagine Dragons

Things We Lost in The Fire - Bastille

And now for my rambles about Danse:

Achilles Come Down

This one I have been WANTING TO SHARE but haven't had the chance to. I've always viewed this as during Blind Betrayal, from either the Sole Survivor's or Scribe Haylen's point of view. The slight urgency, begging Danse to change his mind, while knowing it's his choice and his story. "You're scaring us / and all of us / some of us love you" The events of Blind Betrayal scared everyone in the Brotherhood, the thought that Danse could be working for the Institute, but only Sole and Haylen tried to try and hear his side of the story. Of course the lines "soldier on Achilles" and "See life as a worthy opponent" fit with Danse's strong military view. The "antagonist" of the song ("It's empty Achilles / so end it all now / it's a pointless resistance for you") could be viewed as either Danse or Maxson, with the back and forth "be real and just jump / you dense mother fucker / (you're worth more, Achilles)" being Sole arguing with Maxson during the second half of the quest.

Broken Crown

Another Blind Betrayal song, this one more relating to Danse and his relationship with the Brotherhood as a whole. Danse is considered one of the Brotherhoods best and most trusted soldiers, giving him the feeling that he has to be the perfect example to everyone else, even when it comes down to his life ("I need to be the example, not the exception"). He has a hard time accepting that he can make mistakes and blames himself for everything that goes wrong because of it, especially with Recon Team Gladius. Blind Betrayal turns this on its head so fast, Danse going from being the most trusted soldier to an enemy, hence "I'll never be your chosen one / I'll be home, safe and tucked away / well you can't tempt me if I don't see the day" as well as "So crawl on my belly 'till the sun goes down / I'll never wear your broken crown / I took the road and I fucked it all away / now in this twilight how dare you speak of grace?". Also the lines "And I will not speak of your sins / there was a way out for him / the mirror shows not / your values are all shot" could be seen as Danse being able to question the Brotherhood's morals after not being allowed to for so long. A lot of Danse's racism and bigotry comes from his years in the Brotherhood, but as he moves on I can imagine him gaining a more open mind, especially when it comes to synths. He starts to question whether the Brotherhood was right in all their decisions.

(I was planning on writing an explanation for every song but if they're gonna be as long as these two... just send an ask if you want a song explained :P)

[witchsisterxx-blog]

pluto ( sleeping at last) - bucky barnes

Summary - Bucky has a nightmare leading to a slightly upsetting conversation in which Bucky admits multiple things about himself to the reader, and somehow, this leads to Bucky listening closely to her heart beat.

Pairing - Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader.

Warnings - Nightmares, angst, lil’ bit of fluff, Bucky crying.

Extras - So, this is a mildly happy little world, in which after Civil War, everyone hugged and made up, living in The Compound together. Might be a bit far fetched, but it’s a beautiful dream in my mind. Also, song lyrics will be in bold italics. Also, this is my first time writing one of these, so don’t judge me too harshly. 

I woke up from the same dream: Falling backwards, falling backwards ’Til it turned me inside out. 

It happened whenever the dreams ended. Of course, he couldn’t just wake up like a regular person. Don’t get Bucky wrong, he woke up in a flurry of sweat and cries, and yet that stage of his nightmares seemed so far away. They were never what had happened, more so sick contortions of the truth. They could hold him down to that table, mouth piece muffling his screams, but then all he would do is fall. Tumble wildly through expanses of black and darkness, hearing voices loiter against his strained dreamscape. The voices were everything everyone would expect them to be. They were mixtures of commands, yelled at him in Russian, which always had him muttering replies in his sleep, all in the language they had taught him. Alongside the Russians, came cries, screams, innocents begging for nothing more than a second chance. All they had wanted was mercy. And still, mercy had never been a word in his vocabulary. Sometimes he feared it still wasn’t. The feeling of these nightmares did not only extend to his sense of hearing and sight. He could feel sickness creeping up one him, the feeling of little shocks against his skin, sparking, and maybe that was why he tossed and turned so much, as if he was unable to pick which way to face. For no matter which way, there was always another nightmare waiting to be seen. He could smell the blood, a metallic tinge that invaded his nostrils, and left the sickening taste of copper coins in his mouth.  And by the time the final scream had sounded, he was awake.

Now I live a waking life Of looking backwards, looking backwards; A model citizen of doubt. 

Naturally, he jolted upwards, as if the mattress was made of a million little pins, all digging into his back. Blue eyes dashed around every single inch of your shared room, searching every corner from where he sat, just waiting to see if anything else was lurking the shadows. His mind was stuck back in the Federal Savings Bank. The building he had been kept in, caged away from the world. Not like an animal, but like the monster he knew lurked within. Weighing up what was real, and what was not, his breaths came in ragged gasps, sweat causing his longer hair to stick to his forehead, metal hand shifting in the sheets. His other hand would not move for some reason, and he soon came to know why. His flesh palm was pressed against another, finger laced and locked into another pair of smaller ones, and yet these hands were just as scarred as his. They had seen just as much blood although the causes for each had been different. His first instinct had been to make sure no one else was in the room, his second, was to make sure that you were. Turning his head, he could see you in the darkness, the only sign of light being the alarm clock on your side of the bed, considering you were always up first. It read out 2:59 AM. This was hours before you would normally wake up, and yet, when he strained his eyes, he could see you breathing. Your breaths were not as calm as they were when you slept, which led the soldier to sigh. 

“I know you’re awake.” His voice was rough, scratched. And although he had not called out tonight, it was most likely to do with all the other nights before. With a short sigh of your own, he watched as you sat yourself up, leaning across with your free hand to switch on the desk lamp beside you. He squinted, raising his metal arm to shield his eyes as they adapted to the glares of the filament blub. “How long have you been up?” That was his first question, but you knew what it would translate to. How much did you see? 

“About half an hour,” you told him, voice calm and practised. 

Until one day I had enough Of this exercise of trust. I leaned in and let it hurt, And let my body feel the dirt. When I break pattern, I break ground. I rebuild when I break down. I wake up more awake than I’ve ever been before. 

Although he may have never admitted it to you, whom he had been with for a solid month at this point, that voice bugged him far too much. He had never thought to bring it up to you, not wanting you to feel as if all your efforts to help was for nothing. You had memorised ways to help him handle flashbacks, techniques for those with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, helped him develop the habit of doing things in order, a systematic approach to helping him through his days. All of this, he was grateful for. And yet, that voice was something that crawled under his skin. It was the way you talked to a child before you inserted the injection. The way you spoke during a procedure that would cause pain, as if you were trying to warn him about what was coming, when he knew already knew. 

“Don’t do that.” The words were not something you had been expecting, because Bucky didn’t tend to speak in such a brash way to you. Others like Sam, maybe. But to you? Never. Parting your lips to apologise, he stopped you. “And don’t say sorry.” You let out a sigh, using your hand to push your hair back from your own facial features. Neither of you had failed to notice, the way that despite all of this, your hands remained linked. You could’ve let go at any point in time, however it was his choice if that was to happen. An anchor to reality, he often refused to do so. Silence fell over the room. No one said anything, the only audible sound being Bucky’s breathing as he slowly got it to calm down. The light would flicker every now and again, as if it was daring one of you to speak. “I’m a mess,” he eventually choked out. He laughs, his tone sarcastic. “I am a god damn mess, Y/N.” His eyes were on yours once again, blue irises looking to you, and although you had seen him cry before, something about this was so calmative. Small tears beaded at his waterline, raising a hand you went to wipe them away, but he waved you off with his metal ligament. “Don’t you see it? It’s - it’s like your blind. I’m not the sort of person you want to be around.” None of this was new. Self - doubt was an old friend of yours, and of his. Your demons were never hidden. They forever lingered within the air around the two of you, never truly fading from the atmosphere around you. 

“Bucky, we’ve been through this,” was your starting statement, watching as your significant other shook his head repeatedly. The tears had fallen by now, slithering down his cheeks and any attempt you made at pushing them away was declined stubbornly. These were not crocodile tears, pitiful excuses. This was a silent tempest falling from those marine eyes, relentless and merciless. As if for once, he wanted to cry. He wanted to take that wall down. It never truly came down, it just because slightly more transparent when you were around. 

Still I’m pinned under the weight Of what I believed would keep me safe. So show me where my armour ends, Show me where my skin begins.

“Have we, Y/N?” he asked you, and you felt your eyebrows knit together in confusion. You wanted to know where this was all coming from. What dark part of himself had he unlocked and allowed to roam free? If he had any more monsters, you would find them eventually. “Where does he stop?” 

“Bucky, who’s he?” you asked him. And then, you hears a sniffle, before his left arm jerked slightly, and silently you got the message. He was suddenly the name of the man HYDRA had turned him into. Their Winter Solider. 

“He’s still in here, you know that. So, where does he end? And where does Bucky begin?” Speaking about himself in third person, you listened. Sometimes, that was all you could really do for him. You could always listen to him. “The things he did - the things I did. All those people I murdered. Their screams, it’s all I can hear. And -” His hesitation had you almost leaning forward slightly to egg him on. Your own training was enabling you to remain strong, your eyes cloudy, and yet no tears would fall. “And it hurts. It really, really hurts.” At a loss for words, you were not sure what to tell him. You had nothing worth saying. All words were worthless in this moment in time. You could talk all you wanted, and it was clear that he wouldn’t hear any of it. Leaning back, you switched off the lamp, and simply opened your arms. This was simple. Your tone could not offend him here, and your arms would never do such a thing. With hesitation, the large men crouched closer, until his left arm was slung loosely over your stomach, the chill seeping through your sleep shirt, which happened to be one of his own. His head comfortably settled against the left side of your chest, feeling his lingering tears dampen the fabric. 

Like a final puzzle piece It all makes perfect sense to me… The heaviness that I hold in my heart belongs to gravity. The heaviness that I hold in my heart’s been crushing me. 

There was no need for words here. As he led there, he could feel the warmth of your fingertips as they gently carded through his hair, eyelids growing heavy your touch, as it was settling the turbulent nature of his mind. Gently weaving your hands through his brunette locks, you resisted the urge to touch every inch of him, just to prove how inclusive you planned to be. 

I’ve been worried all my life, A nervous wreck most of the time. I’ve always been afraid of heights, Of falling backwards, falling backwards. I’ve been worried all my life.

Love was not a medicine. It could not heal the sick, whether they were mentally or physical harmed. This sudden wave of tranquillity was not going to last him forever. A few hours if he was lucky. And yet his worried could temporarily be sedated by you. More so, by you staying. Because that was what you did. You stayed. You stayed so damn close to him. Your arms would accept and hold the piercing, broken glass shards of him tightly together. You would stay when those shards cut into yours arms, leaving ugly, frightful scars. And you would continue to stay, holding the beautiful masterpiece of him together. 

[jaxademic]

“It’s an Old Song” | A Playlist for ENG 1131 | PLAY

A Song for (almost) Every Text We’ll Read

 Hades and Persephone (Hades POV) 

Never feel too good in crowds | With folks around, when they're playing | The anthems of rape culture loud | Crude and proud, creatures baying | All I've ever done is hide | From our times, when you're near me | Honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes | I feel like a person for a moment of my life 

o2. “Love Crime” – Siouxsie Sioux & Brian Reitzell 

 Hades and Persephone (Persephone POV) 

Oh, the skies, tumbling from your eyes | So sublime, the chase to end all time | Seasons call and fall, from grace and uniform | Anatomical and metaphysical | I will survive, live and thrive | Win this deadly game | Love crime 

 o3. “Sympathy For the Devil” – The Rolling Stones 

 Hercules and Devil!Hades 

Please allow me to introduce myself | I'm a man of wealth and taste | I've been around for a long, long year | Stole many a man's soul and faith

o4. “To Pluto’s Moon” – My Brightest Diamond 

“Orpheus and Eurydice”

How I tried to catch you while you ran ahead of me | I lassoed mars to see if you were hiding there | But you'd already ran past Jupiter to Pluto's moon | And my rope won't reach that moon | This is a state of electrical shock | You were so beautiful I thought you'd last forever | But you came and you went when the lights went out | You went like you came: In a lightning bolt 

o5. “Road to Hell” – Anais Mitchell 

Hadestown 

There was a railroad line on the road to Hell | There was a young man down on bended knee | And brother, thus begins the tale | Of Orpheus and Eurydice! | It’s a love song | It’s a tale of a love that never dies | It’s a love song | About someone who tries 

 o6. “Roxanne” – The Police 

Moulin Rouge! 

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light | Those days are over | You don't have to sell your body to the night | Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight | Walk the streets for money | You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right 

 o7. “Haunting” – Halsey 

“Cupid and Psyche” 

 I was as pure as a river | But now I think I'm possessed | You put a fever inside me | And I've been cold since you left | I've got a boyfriend now and he's made of gold | And you've got your own mistakes in a bed at home | I'm hoping you could save me now, but you break and fold | You've got a fire inside, but your heart's so cold | Cause I've done some things that I can't speak | And I've tried to wash you away, but you just won't leave | So won't you take a breath and dive in deep? | Cause I came here so you'd come for me | I'm begging you to keep on haunting | I'm begging you to keep on haunting me 

o8. “The Beast” – Austra 

“Beauty and the Beast” 

The morning that I was born again | I was made into a beast | Am I free now, am I at peace? | Is that the ground below me, or your feet? 

o9. “Prologue” – Howard Ashman and Alan Menken 

 Disney’s Beauty and the Beast 

Instrumental 

1o. “Become the Beast” - Karliene 

 “The Tiger’s Bride” 

To capture a predator | You can't remain the prey | You have to become | An equal | In every way | So look in the mirror | And tell me, who do you see? | Is it still you? | Or is it me? | Become the beast | We don't have to hide | Do I terrify you | Or do you feel alive? | Do you feel the hunger | Does it howl inside? | Does it terrify you? | Or do you feel alive? 

11. “Hallelujah” – Jeff Buckley 

Shrek 

But baby I've been here before | I've seen this room and I've walked this floor | You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya | And I've seen your flag on the marble arch | And love is not a victory march | It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah | Hallelujah | Hallelujah | Hallelujah | Hallelujah 

12. “Marry Me” – Emilie Autumn 

“Bluebeard” 

Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then | Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when | I was in his bed, and my father had sold me | I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do | And when I'm beheaded at least I was wedded | And when I am buried at least I was married | I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior | But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear | What beautiful dresses and hair | I'm lucky to share his bed | Especially since I'll soon be dead 

13. “Where the Wild Roses Grow” – Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds 

“The Bloody Chamber” 

They call me The Wild Rose | But my name was Elisa Day | Why they call me it I do not know | For my name was Elisa Day | On the third day he took me to the river | He showed me the roses and we kissed | And the last thing I heard was a muttered word | As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist 

14. “O Death” – Jen Titus 

 “A Lady’s Hands Are Cold” 

 Oh, Death | Won't you spare me over another year? | But what is this that I can't see | With ice cold hands taking hold of me? | When God is gone and the Devil takes hold | Who will have mercy on your soul? | Oh, Death 

15. “Love the Way You Lie” – Skylar Grey 

Jane Eyre 

On the first page of our story | The future seemed so bright | Then this thing turned out so evil | I don't know why I'm still surprised | Even angels have their wicked schemes | And you take that to new extremes | But you'll always be my hero | Even though you've lost your mind 

16. “Crazy in Love (2014 Remix)” - Beyoncé 

Wide Sargasso Sea 

I look and stare so deep in your eyes| I touch on you more and more every time | When you leave I'm begging you not to go | Call your name two or three times in a row | Such a funny thing for me to try to explain | How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame | I still don't understand | Just how your love can do what no one else can 

17. “Little Red Riding Hood” – Sam the Sham and Pharaohs 

“Little Red Riding Hood” + variants 

Hey there Little Red Riding Hood | You sure are looking good | You're everything a big bad wolf could want | Listen to me | Little Red Riding Hood | I don't think little big girls should | Go walking in these spooky old woods alone 

18. “Howl” – Florence and the Machine

“The Company of Wolves” 

The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress | Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest | The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound | I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground | And howl | Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers | Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters | A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night | May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright 

19. “Lullaby” – The Cure 

“Our Neighbor’s House” 

On candy stripe legs | The Spiderman comes | Softly through the shadow of the evening sun | Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead | Looking for a victim shivering in bed 

2o. “Werewolf” – Cat Power 

“The Werewolf” 

I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying | Cryin' “nobody knows, nobody knows, body knows | How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes” | Cryin' “nobody, no, nobody knows my pain | When I see that it's risen, that full moon again” | For the werewolf, for the werewolf have sympathy | For the werewolf, somebody like you and me 

 21. “In the Woods Somewhere” – Hozier 

“Margot’s Room” 

When I awoke | The moon still hung | The night so black that the darkness hummed | I raised myself | My legs were weak | I prayed my mind be good to me | An awful noise | Filled the air | I heard a scream in the woods somewhere 

22. “Lullaby For Cain” – Sinead O’Connor 

“His Face All Red” 

Envy stole your brother’s life | Came home murdered | peace of mind | Left you nightmares on the pillow | Sleep now | Soul surrendering your soul | The heart in you not whole | For love, but love walked on | Cast into the dark | Branded with the mark | Of shame; of Cain 

 23. “Hedwig’s Theme” – John Williams 

 Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

 Instrumental 

 24. “Two Men in Love” – The Irrepressibles 

The Shoebox Project 

There's a strange love inside | It's getting louder, louder, louder, louder, louder | There's a danger I can't hide | Who I am, it's who I am | It's who I am, it's who I am | I'm in love, I'm in love 

25. BONUS: “Science Fiction/Double Feature” 

King Kong/The Creature From the Black Lagoon 

Then something went wrong | For Fay Wray and King Kong | They got caught in a celluloid jam | Then at a deadly pace | It Came From Outer Space | And this is how the message ran... | Science fiction double feature | Doctor X will build a creature | See androids fighting Brad and Janet | Anne Francis stars in Forbidden Planet | Woah oh, oh oh oh | At the late night double feature picture show 

 26. “The Mob Song” – Richard White and Cast 

King Kong 

We're not safe until he's dead | He'll come stalking us at night | Set to sacrifice our children | To his monstrous appetite | He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free | So it's time to take some action, boys | It's time to follow me | Hear him roar | See him foam | But we're not coming home | Till he's dead | Good and dead | Kill the Beast! 

 27. “Jaws Theme” – John Williams 

The Creature From the Black Lagoon 

Instrumental 

 28. What the Water Gave Me – Florence + The Machine 

The Shape of Water 

Time it took us | To where the water was | That's what the water gave me | And time goes quicker | Between the two of us | Oh, my love, don't forsake me | Take what the water gave me | Lay me down | Let the only sound | Be the overflow | Pockets full of stones | Lay me down | Let the only sound | Be the overflow 

29. “I’d Like to See The Bad Guys Win Sometime” – Margo Guryan 

“My Monster Boyfriend” 

I'd like to see the bad guy get the girl | The good guy's always such a bore | He's well-behaved and he's so sincere | But you don't even get what he gives a horse | I'd like to see the bad guys get away | They're always getting shot or hung | Wouldn't it be | Thrilling to see | A happy ending ending unhappily? | I'd like to tell the good guys `it's no sin' | To let the bad guys win | Sometime | I'd like to see the bad guys win

[maneaterwithtail]

My Star Vs S3 Finale Reactionary Thoughts

Globgor

Suffered from major Dad bod-itis Ah he's still yummy. Eclipsa played Star like a fiddle. She intervened WITHOUT the wand (check the purple blast in the midst of the fight) She didn't have a super detailed planned. She's more a fly by the seat of your pants Xanatos Speed Chess master. Helps when the competition thinks they are playing checkers and you've likely put (or have a standing) gag order on the living repository/speaker of the secrets of the royal family. Hell chances are SHE was behind the return of Glossaryk Those sequences in the magic world helped us learn things. Not least some world's "wellsprings of magic" have been sealed (Earth?) DAMNIT MOON we JUST got the damn realm clean and you had to go and super re-corrupt it. Given her handprints on the well its possible she STILL isn't uncorrupted after all that bathing in pure magic and stuff. Now we know how the unicorns as sources of magic work. Birthed by pure imagination and magic stuff they wander or get tossed in the wellsprings and.. well THAT. Also the "first one" has matured and gotten more...well weird. Okay this is my read. 

Eclipsa breaks out. She has no wand so her powers are at an all time low. She had little to no idea WHAT THE HELL is going on, likely with ASE spell she can peak and check some things out but she doesn't know where to look for everything (she DID somehow get from prison dimension straight to Mewni castle) and little context is had.

 In the interim she stirs up the pot, likely connecting with families new to power (Pigeons) and the disgruntled or craycray possibly even the high commission (then erases memories when that would be inconvenient) Then she turns herself over after charming Star and making SURE to social fu ("Hello, Moon how'd that spell work out for you?") any encounter Star would be present or likely get back to her on. (look she has a single focus BE FREE AND BACK IN POWER)  While "in prison" she sneaks about the castle OR gets messages out (feeding the birds and sending messages via Rich’s family) 

Its not a total act, girlfriends is kinda loopy and prefers to be spontaneous and, as she said, she has self control issues Anyway she knows dirty laundry (seriously I doubt the royal line of Mewni is, ya know, private information. She can count and put shit together) and likely has, as mentioned, good skill at "psychologically hurting teenagers and they deserved it" She got the perfect read on the phase and nature of Star and Moon's relationship. Moms and daughters and queens and princesses are ALWAYS like this /. She needs info on what happened she wants to be reunited with her husband AND her baby girl. For that she needs to get the High Commission to confess. she ALSO needs to clear her name and *legitimately* reclaim the throne. Meteora is exihibit A why going in hot wouldn't have EVER worked, if she wants to be Queen again. She'd fight every freaking step, be opposed unto the last if/when she got it, and then destroy the place. Nope the real sign of victory . . . TAKE IT GUL DUKAT That. I'm not sure she knew Meteora was Heinous. but regardless that's the wild card. She adjusts her plans further so she can get to her baby girl. Likely Rich was trying to shelter/corral her to the Pigeon castle for his "Sword hand dance" meme partner. But Heinous is HELLA unstable after centuries of brainwashing. She goes on a rampage. Eclipsa is not "ragey" but she loves a good troll and repays a grudge. Moon is built about being the perfect queen? She first turns that against her and then takes it away. Its why she tried to coo down Meteora the way she did. "Nasty ol' Queen" 

*Aside*

(that or the timeline of events is very VERY off, Eclipsa, her Hubby, and Meteora weren't taken down by Shastacan but by Festivia when she reached Majority. Either that's Festivia's spell OR Eclipsa CAN, as mentioned, cast without a wand and did that to Meteora in the first place. THAT'S why Shastacan called that baby Heinous. He'd seen it as a soul sucking monster) *end*

Anyway Eclipsa now has to move. She gets back to Mewni castle (somehow AHEAD of Meteora who is acting way more...sane and cognizant even by Divide) then when Meteora comes in she figures "dear I won't be a queen of the ashes balloons. She coaches that fight, either deliberately telling Meteora what to say or, as she does, set her up with just the right words^ BTW its possible she "hurt them psychologically" by using the de-aging spell to make her victims teens and then hit them with a memory eraser. Hmm her sigil changed from the eye to a ringed planet.  Maybe just as spoke on reddit a “Sailor Saturn happy ending?  As I mentioned in a prior Post Eclipsa is the classy grand dame of dark magical girl power and takes from Sailor Pluto The sigil is possible sign of character growth.. or when Eclipsa intervened with Moon she intentionally put all her corruption in her?  

Ugh just thought of this... likely her sigil was changed to match the monster one in her portrait because duuuuh, historical revisionist demonization. ^Seriously when and how and WHY would Meteora know Marco OR Tom was Star's boyfriend if she hadn't been informed by Eclipsa? Moreover that end fight AND intervention... just doesn't make sense if it isn't, partially, a play if not a plan. Think being on the field in a game. Eclipsa is running quarterback with the rare conversion and scrimmage. Even if every is idiots there are alot of them and they see her as an enemy BTW I thought Eclipsa was cleared in her trial why did Star have her locked up? Was assaulting her mom THAT big a deal? Hmmph rather quick abandonment of Mina is cookoo plotline OFF SCREEN. Talon is well characterized as something other than just the bro-rival. Can I just give it a thumbs up Hekapoo being loose isn't held against her. Then again this has to be a very libertine show with the implication of possible triad endgame more than the Kon-Cassie-Tim thing that ran in Teen Titans. I like that Tom still has some growing to do but he's not.. ya know, a total heartless jerk. I also like this finale used ALL the things set up And yes they ARE committing to Marco's time in the Hekapoo space being a thing for/with him now. Likely meaning we’re done with his Earth life, for good.  This is deliberately going out the way to make Star and Marco equals, something I feel was missing for most of S3. So sad despite multiple MULTIPLE backups Star's rescue plan didn't work. She divided herself and so ended up conquered, invited and begged her conqueror to save her and that they needed her to be saved. Masterclass Eclipsa showing Aizen AND Light Yagami - who couldn't stand the idea of the world not knowing they were under his judgement - how the plan is SUPPOSED to be played. Re: Glossaryck being a dick He's suffering a Hal 9000 or similar fritz. He is divided to serve two masters. Or more likely he's always serving the previous queen their prior edicts and so on acting as the ground rules her must obey...? No doesn't work with "into the wand" where Queen Moon has a directive and then Star just demands he break it. Basically Eclipsa did something where he couldn't reveal a list of things but one of the things OFF the list was "Globgor"

That or he was testing them to see which one passed the trial of wit and wisdom to see who would ascend.  Eclipsa being clever, sincere...ish, and dynamic along with POWERFULY (and practiced and sure in her power btw folks aside from speed and practice and minimalism her spells don’t do more effect to Meteora than Butterfly’ed Star.

Seeing as Eclipsa never winged up even with a Dip down?  Its likely the Festivia-Butterflies are part monster

@talkingrainbowstalkingpuppies please pass this on to Scrooge, looking forward to next week’s podcast

@sunder-the-gold your thoughts? Am I honeypotting this? Also thanks again for that excellent Jesus Smash post

Also @godizilla-daedalus725 @vicki820 and uhm @fathmecomic (check out his comic y’all ‘cept you sunder I know not your thing)