His Dark Materials Season 3 - Full Season Thoughts
When I say that Iāve been waiting for this not just for two years since S2 but also for 15-ish years since I read the book, I truly am not exaggerated, I just know that Iām going to be a MESS and bawling at the end of it.
Warning: not only for spoilers under the cut but also because Iām fangirling AND screaming a lot about this series soā¦ yep! Be prepared!
Episode 1: The Enchanted Sleeper
I HAVE MISSED THIS SHOW SO FUCKING MUCH
AMBER SPYGLASS ADAPTATION HERE WE GO 10 YEAR OLD ME IS CRYING SCREAMING SHAKING THROWING UP
Will looking for Lyra šā¤ļø
The fact that in her dream-state, the first thing Lyra asked for was Pan, and me knowing whatās coming??? Oh, this season will truly break my damn heart-
ROGER ROGER ROGER šššš
THE TITLE CREDITS CHANGED AND I SAW THE LAND OF THE DEAD AND HARPIES AND ALSO THE MULEFA ASDFGHJKL
DADDY ASRIEL BELACQUA IS BACK ASDFGHJKL
Stelmaria is so bloody beautiful, oh my god, Asriel truly has such a beautiful dƦmon
THE GALLIVESPIANS ASDFGHJKL HOLY FUCK EVERYONE ITS ALL COMING TOGETHER
Am admittedly a little disappointed theyāre not riding dragonflies or anything
ASRIEL IS WAGING HIS WAR ITāS HAPPENING
Iām so ridiculous, I fangirled seeing Ama because I was like āI REMEMBER HER FROM THE BOOKā
The BSL between Mrs Coulter and Ama omg I was not expecting that but I was literally captivated the entire time they were on-screen, 11/10 choice
Pan weakly asking Mrs Coulter to let them go š also hi Kit Connor, I keep forgetting youāre the voice of Pan in this series
Why is Father Gomezā¦ hot tho š
THE GAY ANGELS KISSED THIS IS GOD TIER FUCKING CONTENT GOD FUCKING BLEEEESSSSS
Baruch and Balthamos, yet another reason my heart is going to fucking shatter tonight
Ogunweās eldest daughter being āsoullessā and Asriel explaining it by explaining his and Stelmariaās bond and saying what happened to the girl is the same as cutting his dƦmon/soul away š
Lyra managing to escape but sheās so weak that she didnāt get far and Marisa caught her š
The mother-daughter dynamic is so interesting in such a messed up way, like Marisa truly thinks what sheās doing is right and will protect Lyra but also her method of keeping her daughter safe is to drug her and keep her asleep in a cave/hideaway somewhere, truly unstable and unhealthy parenting techniques here
Ama saw her chloroforming Lyra oh my god š¦
IOREK LOOKING FOR LYRA OH MY GOD š HE LOVES HER SO MUCH I LOVE ONE BEAR DAD AND HIS HUMAN DAUGHTER
Will really sliced Iorekās helmet like it was butter, no wonder Iorek was like ānope Iām not fighting I canāt fight a knife that does that to my armourā
Not Father Gomez sniffing Mrs Coulterās (?) dress š
Oh no no no not the spy fly things being sent after Mrs Coulter, Jesus H-
Marisa telling the monkey to leave her alone and he just doesnāt??? Like he wants to try and comfort her but doesnāt know how, and he doesnāt say anything but she knows what heās thinking??? Their dynamic is so messed up, I love it
āWelcome to the Republic of Heaven, Commanderā CHILLS LITERAL CHILLS
They ended the episode with an āin memory ofā for Helen McCrory (the voice of Stelmaria in S1&2) and I nearly started bawling oh my god
Episode 2: The Break
āNearly 400 years with Baruch must have mellowed meā - OH MY GOD T H E M
āWe feel as one, though we are twoā - THEY ARE SOā¦?!? THIS IS BEAUTIFUL ASDFGHJKL
āAnd youāll find a way to protect the one you loveā - ššš
SPYFLY?!
I know itās been three years since the end of S1 aired and obviously the young actors grow fast, but damn is Rogerās voice deeper than when he died
āTheyāre hurting meā - NOOOOOOOOOO
āJust tell me where you are and Iāll find you!āĀ ā... The Land of the Deadā - FUCK ME
Lyra screaming for Roger like that, I feel so sick
Panās little ermine noises are so cute omg
āWhere did you go? I... I couldnāt follow you there.ā (Pan to Lyra) - NOT THE FORESHADOWING, JUST RUN ME THROUGH WITH A KNIFE AT THIS POINT, IT WOULD FUCKING HURT LESS JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
QUEEN RUTA SKADI AAAAAAHHHHH
āIt would take more than a little crash to put an end to the pair of usā - I swear to fucking god, if this is more foreshadowing-
(itās been a few years since I read TAS, okay, give me a break if Iāve forgotten anything)
AAAHHHH MARY MALONE I MISSED YOU
Wait did she just walk intoĀ Ogunweās camp???
āSomething happened here a few days ago and now theyāre everywhereā - WHAT ARE??? IS IT THE BUZZING???
The way I tensed up seeing Marisa approach Ama jesus christ i do NOT trust that woman
Also Amaās outfit reminded me of Lyraās Jordan College outfit from the film, like the red pinafore and blue dress underneath I mean
ROKE??? AND HE MENTIONED LADY SALMAKIA AAAAHHHHHHH
āWhen is Lyra not in danger?ā - LMFAO true though
āYou dismiss Lyra too easilyā - Exactly, thank you Stelmaria! Was not expecting her to come through for Lyra but Iām pleased!
āEve was the Mother of Creation, Lyra is simply the creation of Marisa and I. She is not Eve, sheās a little girlā - OOF
āShe must have some information they need or some skill weāve overlooked.āĀ āOther than being able to read the Alethiometer, she has very little, Iām afraid... other than a nose for troubleā - DAMN ALRIGHT CHILL ASRIEL
The way that Stelmaria snarled so angrily at him talking about Lyra like that oh my GOD
āWhat??? What would you like me to say?āĀ āThe truth.ā - FUCK YEAH, Stelmaria, call out your human like that!
āThere are angels above the campā - OOH SHIT
āWhat are they doing?ā āTheyāre fightingā - OH FUCK WAIT I THINK I REMEMBER THIS NO-
I AM NOT READY TO LOSE BARUCH YET NO NO NO NO FU-
āHeās leaving usā ā NO FUCK OFF FUCK OFF I FUCKING CANT DO THIS TODAY-
āMy Balthamosā - IM NEVER GOING TO RECOVER FROM THIS, NEVER, THIS IS TOO PAINFUL
HIS LAST WORD WAS āBALTHAMOSā I AM GOING TO SCREAM
Yes we got gay angels kissing but at what cOST šššššš
BALTHAMOS FEELING IT WHEN BARUCH DIES ASDFGHJKL NO I CANNOT COPE, IM GONNA BE SICK, THIS IS SICK, PHILIP PULLMAN IM HIDING UNDER YOUR BED
āThis is your faultā¦ you forced me to come here! I wanted us to stay together, I wanted to go with him! Theyāve killed him!ā - literally STAB ME, it would hurt FAR less š
Father Gomez is so hot but he has a spider dƦmon so itās a hard no from me š
āI once killed an innocent young boy in order to harness it (Dust)ā - yeah, and we still havenāt FUCKIN forgiven youĀ
Not Asriel straight up torturingĀ Alarbus in his Dust experimenting chamber :l though he DID kill Baruch so...
āYou think youāre significant - He does not even know your nameā - DAMN, what a sick burn
āWe have a life in the resistance; we can read, write, learn... all those things are forbidden by the temple, especially for-āĀ āGirls.ā - oh damn. Itās obvious that this is a commentary on teachings by the church or whatever, especially how it used to be in the past. (My brain is tired so I canāt do full analysis, but Iām sure other people out there will do it better than me)
The girls wanting Mary to stayĀ āto restā and then asking her about why sheās looking for the girl while pouring her a drink... feels very ominous to me and I hope Iām wrong
(Spoiler alert: I was wrong)
The Magisterium straight up sending out a death squad to kill Lyra, Jesus Christ itās almost hilarious how far gone they are that they canāt see why killing a teenage girl is wrong, like mother of sin or not, that is still a teenage girl
Will to Iorek: You attract too much attention - YOU DONāT SAY LMAO HEāS LITERALLY AN ARMOURED BEAR
Of course Balthamos knows sign language, that literally makes so much sense because heās an angel so of course heād know literally every language in history - and so of course he appears and translates because she canāt hear Will and he doesnāt sign. I love it
I know only a small amount of BSL but I felt so happy when I was able to read Balthamos signingĀ āW-I-L-Lā and Ama finger-signing her own name
āBut no mother could possibly be this cruel.āĀ āThis mother would.ā - DAAAAAAAMN
Sheās growing sunroot, which is a waking medicine oh my gOD I love Ama, she is truly an icon in her own right even though sheās only in two episodes
Will smiling a little when he sees Lyra sleeping :ā)
THE WAY I JUMPED AT MARISAāS VOICE OMG
āI always suspected that you were coming, but I didnāt think youād be the firstā - oh my god, she KNEW Will would come sooner or later, she knows how much he cares for Lyra
Her offering him tea and my first thought beingĀ ādo NOT drink anything she gives you, do NOT do itā
āIām keeping her here because Iām her mother, and I love herā - BITCH, youāre straight up drugging her, mother or not you are NOT showing your love in a healthy way
See, I get that she says sheās trying to keep Lyra safe because she knows the Magisterium want her dead, but like... drugging her? Keeping her there against her will? Maāam, please-
āBecause she hates me, Will, and if I woke her sheād runā - damn Iām not surprised, youāve not exactly been the most loving of mothers at this point
āWouldnāt your mother do the same for you? A child needs their mother. You understand that, Will. You need your motherā - oh NO, no, no, do NOT bring up Mrs Perry!!!
āAnd hereās the trick they never tell you: your mother needs youā - oh sheās a goddamn SNAKE
āYou promise that youāre keeping her safe? That youāll carry on keeping her safe?ā - Will, nOOO do NOT leave her there
Oh, she nearly CRAPPED herself when he mentioned going to Asriel
āI have seen them together; where one goes, the other followsā - literally everyone else notices it, theyāre really not subtle
āYou would use your own daughter as a trap?ā - yeah, no, that really doesnāt shock me at this point, the man has no fuckin morals anymore
Oh okay PHEW, Will actually has a plan and isnāt just blindly trusting Marisa, Iām resting a little easier now
āIām counting my steps - weāll return by them in another worldā - OH SHIT HERE WE GO
Nah, that monkey is STILL giving me the chills, fucking hate that monkey so bad
āYour mind is muddledā - this episode has featured so much Stelmaria calling Asriel out, and thatās content Iām honestly living for
Marisa giving the monkey a massive rock and goingĀ ādo your worstā... AND THEN SHE LOWERED HER HEAD AND HE SMACKED HER OVER THE HEAD WITH IT WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON I LITERALLY GASPED, like she clearly was telling him to do it but WHYYYYY???
Ama was so ready to go with Will and help him, we have to stan
So now Marisa looks battered and bruised...? Iām guessing sheās got some kind of plan here???
Ohhhh okay, I get her plan now: she looks all beaten up, she tells Gomez that Will has come and taken Lyra, it looks like Will has hurt her when he stole Lyra, Gomez will then hopefully leave thinking that she doesnāt still have Lyra... got it. Bit extreme to have your dƦmon beat the shit out of you though
āYou know, he had several hundred miles and the boundaries between worlds to cross, and yet... he still managed to get here before you. Bravo.ā - LMFAO the shade
ā... I am going to take Lyra now, Mrs Coulterā - Oh he didnāt fall for it in the slightest lmao he was likeĀ āwell, at least you triedā
āyou gave her the terrible punishment of her existenceā is such a cruel line, jesus christ my dude
Heās not even trying to hide the fact that they want to murder her daughter omg
THE WINDOW IS FORMING ASDFGHJKL WILL IS COMING
Is she trying to distract Gomez so he doesnāt see Will and the knife?!? Is she actually doing something good???
Pan hopping into Willās coat pocket omg thatās so cute I love it
THAT MONKEY IS FERAL
SHE WHACKED HIM OVER THE HEAD OH MY GOD
āOh dearā¦ perhaps you were right about that strengthā - LMAO sheās so iconic
Not Marisa thinking sheās coming with him and Lyra š I donāt know whether I feel sorry for her or not at this point
āDo you think itās that easy to dispose of me? Is that what you do, Will? Was your mother as easily disposed of? Where did you leave her?ā - ACTUALLY NAH YOU KNOW WHAT, I donāt feel sorry for her at all
His mind isnāt empty enough, sheās distracting him, heās gonna break the knife ššš
THE KNIFE BROKE I KNEW IT WAS COMING BUT DAMN
NOT HER THREATENING WILL WITH A GUN AND LYRA STANDING IN FRONT OF HIM TO PROTECT HIM
AH THE GALLIVESPIAN STINGING HER YESSSSS
The airships shooting at them and Iorek immediately jumping to defend them Iām-
āIorekās here?ā - YES, HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH š
Ama jumping on that soldier and Will killing him before he can kill her Iām-
Asriel really arrived super late to the party, literally all the fighting is over and done with š
Ohhhh heās seen Marisa š
Lyra taking Willās hand as they lie together under the stars šā¤ļø
Episode 3: The Intention Craft
Iām gonna try to keep my notes a little bit briefer because it took me two hours to watch a 57 minute episode on episode 2 :ā( this is 8 hours worth of tv, itās currently 00:20 am and weāve only done two episodes so... yeah
NOT THE SHOT OF THE DĆMON (presumably Pan) ALONE ON A DOCK ASDFGHJKL; YALL THIS IS SICK
āWhatever happens... weāll be togetherā - having read the book is both a blessing and a curse because on the one hand Iām somewhat able to prepare myself beforehand but on the other I KNOW how painful this is about to be and I canāt stand it
Oooh Marisa is Asrielās prisoner :O
I think Asriel is enjoying having her as his prisoner a bit TOO much
The way he was right behind her, so close he was literally breathing on her neck as he tied her up... asdfghjkl;
āYou could be standing here beside me, you knowā - NOT THE MARISA/ASRIEL FEELS asdfghjkl
*taking her necklace in hand*Ā āstill wear this?ā - ASDFGHJKL did he give that to her?? Or is it just one of thoseĀ āoh you still wear this?ā things???
āHow could you and I have produced another Eve?ā - no but same, Iām still wondering that lmfao
Not him calling Lyra aĀ āwretched girlā and acting like itās her fault Marisa turned up to whisk her away?!
Did they collar and chain up her monkey dƦmon too??? Damn, he knows her well lmao
āYou seem different.āĀ āSo do you.āĀ ā...youāre staring.ā - oh my gOD
Not Salmakia spying on them :ā)Ā āI havenāt been hiding, you just havenāt been lookingā LMAO
āHow do I know you wonāt cut into another world?ā - umm because the knifeās broken??? It aināt cutting shit right now
Ahhh sheās got her Alethiometer back! All is right with the world :3
āSince heās died, Iāve done none of the things heās asked me to doā - awww Will :(
Are we gonna meet the Mulefa this episode? The next one? :O
āBecause Rogerās dead body was in a cage! In a cage that he made, he killed him!ā - when she puts it like that, Iām not shocked she wants nothing to do with Asriel anymore, damn
āto work alongside a murderer?!ā - 1) Will is a murderer? 2) The reason she trusted Will was because the Alethiometer told her he was a murderer?? But I get what she means
I donāt like when Will and Lyra argue :(Ā
āLyra is pushing him to do things he doesnāt want to do.āĀ āOh, she is her motherās daughter!āĀ āYou donāt trust her?āĀ āSheās also mine.ā - LMFAO TRUE ENOUGH
The device Asriel is using to communicate with Salmakia with is so cool omg
Father MacPhail really just sitting there in the dark all likeĀ āwhere have you gone??ā I think heās losing it a little
RED PANDA PAN AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
āYouāre not always right, you know that?ā - LMAO I love Lyra and Pan so much
āYour father was right about you - you are insufferableā - OOF DAMN
NOT THEM LEADING THE MONKEY ON A CHAIN LIKE A DOGĀ
At least they gave her new clothes I guess?
āI have been the worst mother in the worldā - NO SHIT
āI didnāt think of her for years - and if I did, it was only to regret the embarrassment of her birth, the humiliation-āĀ āRidiculous! I have never understood why a child born of our love should be a humiliation!āĀ āAn illegitimate child and a murdered husband! That is quite something to carry on my backā -- Damn, this trial literally just became a coupleās counselling session for Marisa and Asriel??? And Asriel straight up admitting he loved her??? That they loved each other???Ā
I will not ship them, I will NOT ship them, I WILL NOT-
āWhat if Iorekās not there?āĀ āHe wouldnāt leave without meā - AND WE ALL KNOW IT ASDFGHJKL
āI know it wasnāt real, but once or twice I woke up and she was holding me... never been held beforeā - IāM NOT CRYING YOU ARE-
IOREK AND LYRA REUNITING, HER HUGGING HIM IM SOBBING ACTUALLY I LOVE ONE GIRL AND ONE BEAR-
Thereās something very special to me about Lyra sitting against Iorekās flank, I canāt explain how soft it is
āHuh, still a Silvertongueā - asdfghjkl; heās the one who gave her that name, itās literally a title he bestowed on her, I love it :ā)
Oh no, is Dr Cooper the one from Bolvanger??? Am I remembering correctly???
āAh yes... you always were easily impressed by what he madeā - DAMN I should NOT have cackled like I did
I canāt get over how charged the scenes between Asriel and Marisa are, my goodness-
āThe inventor of hideous machines, capable of tearing children apartā - youāre one to talk, remember what you did to Roger????
āBut along comes some foul mouthed arrogant little brat with dirt under her fingernails, and ohhh you can love her! You cluck and you settle your feathers over her like a mother hen-ā - JESUS IāM-...?!?
The way he slammed her up against the intention craft after she spat at him, his hand on her face... I thought they were gonna kiss, holy SHIT
āEvery hideous thing that youāve done in his name... and it was all a lieā - DAMN, this episode is cutting so deep in all the best ways
Itās the way I know whatās going to happen, I know the knife is fixed, and yet Iām still nervous
āFind what matters!ā *glances to Lyra* - oh they are NOT slick, theyāre so obvious about this and Iām all for it
Imagine being Will and waking up to see a massive looming bear standing over you, omfg
YAY, the knife is fixed! (I knew it would be but still) I love that it looks more twisted, at least in my opinion
āYou will always be a welcome visitor to Svalbard, and the same is true to you, Will. You are worthy of each other. Goodbye, Lyra Silvertongue - I hope we do meet again one day.ā - NOT ME CRYING OVER AN ARMOURED BEARāS RELATIONSHIP WITH A GIRL
Now why is Asriel showing the prisoner angel to Marisa, no good will come of this-?
āHeās beautiful.āĀ āEveryoneās beautiful.ā - this plus the way he keeps leaning and shit around her... at this point, everything Asriel has done this episode just straight up seems like him flirting with Marisa lmao
Eyyyy Balthamos is back!!!
Balthamos: so, you ready to go to Asriel yet? // Will: LOL sorry nopeĀ
And just as soon as he was back, he went away again :O
āmy mumās always said if a friend needs help, you should give itā - Will Parry is his motherās son through and through :ā)
āThat no doubt depends.āĀ āOn what?āĀ āWhat Asriel does to him.ā - oh god heās gonna fucking kill that angel and cause more chaos, I can feel it
NOT ASRIEL AND MARISA TEAMING UP TO TORTURE THE ANGEL AND DESTROY HIM
Damn even Marisa looks kinda freaked out by Asriel torturing the fucking angel oh my god
LMAO SHE RAN SO FAST TO THE INTENTION CRAFTĀ
āGoodbye Asrielā should NOT have hit me so hard, oh my goodness
Yeah, no, I donāt think the knife can cut through to the land of the dead? Which makes sense all things considered
OH, the last world he could cut to before the land of the dead is the desert wasteland one from Lyraās dreams! :O
Pan like āwait, this doesnāt feel safeā and backing away whimpering :ā(
IS THE SAD THING GONNA HAPPEN NEXT EPISODE NO NO NO I CANT HANDLE IT
I thought weād have until like episode 6 or something :ā(
Episode 4: Lyra and Her Death
Judging from the title of this episode... FUCK I AM NOT READY WHAT DO YOU MEAN WEāRE AT THIS POINT ALREADY
(If itās not this episode then itāll probably be the next one, either way Iām not READY)
Pan: *whimpering* // Lyra: Pan, stop that - :ā(
āThen where are everyoneās dƦmons?āĀ āWeāve been in plenty of worlds without dƦmons before, just get in my pocket and weāll be fine.āĀ āThere are people here who should have dƦmons but donāt.ā - PAN IS GONNA MAKE ME SOB THIS EPISODE ASDFGHJKL
Not Marisa running straight back to the Magisterium jesus christ girl why
āGood. This is good.ā - NO IT FUCKING ISNāT LYRA
āHow long do we wait?āĀ āUntil you die, of course!ā - well, I mean, it IS the land of the dead so...
I genuinely cannot tell what is going on in Gomezās head at this point O_o heās so creepy
āSomewhere out there is a tempter, a serpent, and I had to keep them from meetingā - but hereās the thing: the angel told Mary that she was to play the role of serpent, and she and Lyra have already met. But also, Marisa maybe thinks the serpent is Will, which adds a whole new layer to this whole situation???
āAnd the way he (Asriel) is fighting, Hugh... itās is terrifyingā - oh look, me and Marisa agree on something for once!
āSometimes your devotion is hard to readā - lmao true
āYou have my mind, my body, and my soul (...) He could never resist temptation, whereas you... your abstinence is magnificentā - exCUSE ME WHAT MARISA????
I deadass thought he was about to try and force himself on her then
āRemember what we did together... our lives are entwinedā - UMMMM??? Iām not the only one reading into that in a slightly sexual way, right??
Who knew that the waiting area in the land of the dead was like your everyday doctorās waiting room, complete with grating elevator music??
I both want to know whatās in the chest Gomez gave Marisa and I also do not want to know O_oĀ āitās how we found you, a kind giftā?
Is there some generational mother-daughter trauma theme going on here or...? Because she saidĀ āmotherā and he saidĀ āshe was only too happy to helpā, and her response wasĀ āof course she wasā?
Is Mary in the Mulefa world right now???
āFeels like weāre in a horror film.āĀ ā... Why would you want to watch a film that makes you feel horrible?āĀ ā...You make a good point.āĀ āI like the film with the bear.ā - ASDFGHJKL, THIS WHOLE CONVERSATION XD Also the reference back to S2 where they were watching Paddington omg
āEveryone has a Death. Goes everywhere with them, all their life long.ā (Lyra: Isnāt that scary?) (Larissa(?): Not at all, dear. Itās natural)Ā āFrom the moment youāre born... your Death comes into the world with you. And itās your Death that takes you out. Thereās love in that.ā - Panās little face :ā(
āWhen youāre ready, they say itās beautiful. Your Death says,Ā āeasy now, easy child, you come along with meā. And you go with them, to the boat and the boatman.ā - not me getting emotional over the talk of death, fuck me-
Pan retreating back into Lyraās pocket sadly, like he KNOWS he wonāt be allowed to go with them, I hate it here-
DAMN, Marisa slaying in that purple dress with heels, holy shit-
āIf you wonāt stop...āĀ āYouāll do what, exactly?ā *dramatic music stops* ā... Iāll fetch support.ā āGood. We all need support.ā - BAHAHAHAAHAHA This show is a fucking comedy at times oh my god
The fact that any part of the dƦmon guillotine design is being reused is horrendous, let alone as a fuckin BOMB
ā*casually* Oh. Theyāre here for me.ā - LMAO
āWait: can we talk about this?ā - Will asking the REAL questions here omg letās not do this please
Lyra: You were on my side. // Pan:... I thought I was by your side.ā - STOP RIGHT NOW FUCK YOU
Lyraās Death is there?!?! And sheās just leaving Will?!
Pan running after Lyra as she walks with her Death, Iām about to sob
Not them taking a lock of Lyraās hair from Marisa while she sleeps??? And her sending Roke after Gomez, she was pretending to be asleep asdfghjkl
Theyāre using the lock of Lyraās hair that Marisa has kept to aim the bomb at Lyra?!? Jesus fucking Christ, and they still think theyāre the good guys here???
āIām always here. Iāve followed you your entire life. I am a special devoted friend whoās been beside you every moment of your life. Who knows you better than anyone. Who knows you better than even you know yourself.ā - oh shit
Also Pan being likeĀ āthatās not true!ā, like heās so offended by her Death saying that when heās right there
If I remember correctly, wasnāt Lyraās Death male in the book? Or...?
āI donāt want to be exceptional. Maybe once I did. My parents... thatās all they care about. I just want to be good. I just want to help someone, and Roger needs me... and I wasnāt there the last time he needed me.ā - oh my heart is hurting so bad right now because in S1E02 Iām pretty sure she said to Pan that no one ever thought theyād be exceptional etc, and also the fact she still feels guilt for Rogerās death :ā(
Iāve spent 15 years trying to imagine what a mulefa looks like... and now finally I know! Oh my goodness?!?! And it brought Mary food?!?
āYou take me into the BEST places, you know that?ā - LMAO Willās so funny when he wants to be
āWhat else is there left to do?ā Oh, I donāt know, Doctor Cooper, maybe NOT make a fricking bomb??? Also eyyyy Roke stung her!
āArrogance. Sheer arrogance. I underestimated themā - yeah, no kidding, Marisa
Oof Marisaās on a damn warpath, sheās gonna destroy the Magisterium and Iām so here for it
āWhat if we donāt come back?āĀ āThen weāll have died doing something importantā - Iām way too emotional for this episode, Iām already losing my mind and emotions and I know itās just going to get worse and worse :ā(
Marisa calling out MacPhail as a sinner oh this is delicious the tea is so delicious today
āYou have no right here; you are a wanton woman who has always wanted what she didnāt have. Your husband was killed by your lover, the heretic Asriel, and your illegitimate child was abandoned until she became sin itself.ā - OH DAMN
āYou will address me as Father President or Your Graceā - damn, man is on a freaking power trip?!?!
āIām sorry? This is where your loyalty lies? Not with that above? Not with truth but with power?ā - Marisa is spilling ALL the truth today oh my lord she did not come to play around
āThis is all you really are: an incoherent, emotional woman. Why should anyone trust you? You can barely string a sentence togetherā - OH YOU LIL BITCH IāM ABOUT TO THROW THESE HANDS
He took her locket?!?Ā
āAnd when we sever your dƦmon, you will be the bullet to kill Lyra Belacqua and to save us all from sinā - on the one hand, isnāt it ironic that her own dƦmon severing technology is about to be used on her? But on the other, this man is one cruel motherfucker and Iām raging right now, FUCK this dude
āTake her to the cells... and bring her dƦmon to meā - nah man, Iām about to be sick, fuck these motherfuckers. Fucking MEN, AM I RIGHT
Oh no. Oh no no no weāre at the docks and Pan is whimpering already Iām not strong enough today for this-
āIām sorry, one of your party is unsuitable for travel at this timeā - NO NO NO NO NO NO NO-
āWe have to follow the rules. A pain, but necessary. No passage. Not for him.āĀ āBut he isĀ me.āĀ āIf you come, he must stay.āĀ āI donāt think you understand, if we separate we die.āĀ āBut isnāt that what you want?ā - Iām really about to be crying at 2:30am over Lyra and Pan again arenāt I????
Pan running away because he knows Lyra will follow and he thinks it will stop it from happening, my HEART
āNo, thatās not right, I donāt leave part of myself behind, why should she?āĀ āYes, you do, absolutely, you do. Itās her misfortune - or luck - to be able to see and talk to the part she must leave. You will not know until you are in the water, and by that time fortunately - or unfortunately - it will be too late for you to do anything about it. But you must all leave that part of yourselves here.ā - NO NO NO NO NO Iām just going to keep chanting it until it stops fUCK
āWeāre gonna get on the boat. Donāt worry.āĀ āLyra, youāre not listening to him, he wonāt let us.ā - AND LYRA BRINGING PAN ON THE BOAT TRYING TO CONVINCE HIM :ā(((( she even tries to pull the thing herself but she canāt, Iām siCK-
āWe canāt separate... we canāt...ā :( :(Ā
āIāve taken millions across... none have come back.āĀ āWe will. You donāt know Lyra and you donāt know me, but weāll find a way. Another way. So since weāre doing that, be kind, boatman. Let her take her dƦmon.ā - Will trying so hard to get them to take Pan, even brandishing the knife, but itās not happening asdfghjkl
āHow many ages do you think Iāve been ferrying people? Do you think if anything could hurt me, it wouldnāt have happened already? You think the people I carry come with me gladly?! No, they struggle, they cry, they bribe, they threaten, they fight! Nothing works!ā - :(
The entirety of the Lyra and Pan exchange had me outloud sobbing, clutching my chest in pain, Iāve got to share it all with you...
Lyra: I donāt want you leave you here.
Pan: We can still turn around.
Lyra: But I canāt not do this.
Pan: You can, Lyra.
Lyra: What about Roger? And Sal? They never got a chance to grow up.
Pan: But itās not Roger and Sal, is it? Rogerās dead, and Sal is gone! And it wonāt be Lyra and Pan, youāre leave me here, alone! What will I do?
Lyra: But our dreamsā¦
Pan: I didnāt have those dreams! They were your dreams, I didnāt even want to come here! This is your choice!
Lyra: But weāre togetherā¦
Pan: Not if you do this.
Lyra: Pleaseā¦ I canāt betray Roger. Itās my fault heās dead and now he needs me.
Pan: I need you too! Why canāt you see that? ā¦ Where will I go?
Lyra: Iāll find youā¦ okay? I will go to the Land of the Dead and Iāll come back, and Iāll find you. Iām not leaving youā¦ āKay? Iām not leaving you, not forever. Will and me will find a way out of here, and weāll go to Asrielās, somehow youāve got to get there too, but I have to do this.
Pan:ā¦ Then youāve made up your mind. Youāve chosen Roger over me.
Lyra: No, Panā¦ please donāt, donātā¦ pleaseā¦ thereās no other way. Iāve got toā¦ I love you.
Pan:ā¦ Justā¦ go.
The way Lyra turned her head to watch him, the way Pan came up to the very edge of the dock and started crying, the two of them watching each other as they drifted further and further apart, the soundtrack... I am a fucking MESS
āMy heart...āĀ šš
Lyraās pained screams oh my GOD and Will holding her Iām not OKAY
Episode 5: No Way Out
My heart is already broken from last episode, I donāt know how much worse I can feel at this point š
Oh good, weāre starting with mulefa hijinks! (Sort of)
Mary stopping and having a moment of āwhat am I doing?ā¦ following a talking elephantā š¤£
IT SKATING AROUND ON PODS ASDFGHJKL
Lyra and Will: *having literally the worst times of their lives* // Mary: *playing with the Mulefa and living her best life*
The Mulefa having their own language oh my god and the orange subtitles fading to the white English ones omg because sheās learning their language
Baby Mulefa šā¤ļø
Oof weāre right back to pain š¤”
āWhat does it feel like, being this far away from him? From Pan?ā āItās like an iron hand is gripped around my heart and is yanking it out between my ribs.ā āAnd itās mental too, right? As if some private secret thingās been dragged out into the open?ā āā¦yeah.ā ā š
āYou know, you always said I must have a dƦmon and I never believed youā¦ and now it feels like Iāve known her my whole life. Maybe sheās with Pan now.ā - ASDFGHJKL KIRJAVA IS COMING IM-
āWait. If my dƦmonās still at the jetty, can you give him a message?ā āI can tell you now, he wonāt be.ā šššš
Oooh Land of the Dead here we go!
Iām still curious as to why exactly Marisa and the monkey can separate so far? Have they already been intercised or something? Like they can REALLY go far from each other š¤
āThey intend to sever you from your dƦmon!ā āā¦ Good.ā ā EXCUSE ME MARISA???? She really hates the little thing doesnāt she, damn
āItās not made of rockā¦ itās made of peopleās thingsā - oh damn
Oh my gosh the dead š
āThey donāt like it if we talk to each other.ā āWho donāt?ā - OH SHIT THE HARPIES
The little dead children talking about their dƦmons š āMine was called Sandling. He used to think heād be a bird, but I hoped he wouldnāt because I liked him all furry.ā āMy Kasta used to curl up in my hand and go to sleep.ā āMine was called Matapanā šš
Not MacPhail going to touch the monkey but being interrupted by Father Gomez schooling him on how itās forbidden š
HE JUST SLAPPED GOMEZ OMG
Nooo not her losing Will
NOT HER THINKING SHE SEES PAN NOOO ITS NOT REAL
āYou left me on the jetty to die (ā¦) Iāve always known deep down how selfish you are. You really believe youāre here for Roger - you already killed him. You came here for you, to assuage your guilt, to play the heroā - šššš I know itās not really Pan but still my heART
ROGER šš
āI missed you. Iām so sorry, about everything. I should have let you go with the Gyptians and the kidsā¦ I shouldnāt have taken you to Asriel. If Iād have let you go, you wouldnāt be here, would you? Youād beā¦ā āIt wasnāt your fault. I wanted to go with you.ā ā š my heart is a literal mess Iām blubbering
āStop it! You think I want to go back to the real world? Like this?ā - oh Rogerā¦
Will not being able to cut a window out and it sounding like the knife is being grated over rock š³
NOT THE HARPIES THIS IS NIGHTMARE FUEL IM-
āWhat kind of son abandons his own mother?ā - SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP-
āYou have destroyed the lives of everyone youāve ever cared forā¦ youāve come here for you, to feel specialā¦ if only Will had never met youā - I would very much like to go back to Jordan College and rooftop adventures now thanks-
āI thought about us, and everything weāve been throughā¦ I didnāt let them get into my headā šā¤ļøš
Not Fra Pavel deducing that Mary is the serpent and sheās in another world, and now Gomez is going to go after her š
Oh damn, the imagery of the snake and Eve painting(?) in the background as Gomez prepares himself
I SAW A GLIMPSE OF AMBER IS IT- IS IT TIME FOR THE SPYGLASS
MARY IS MAKING THE SPYGLASS THIS IS MY CHILDHOOD COMING TOGETHER
Oh. My. God. The view through the lens of Dustā¦ āSrafā is Dustā¦ oh my god. This is beautiful. The colours are beautiful.
āThe trees are dying.ā āAnd so are we.ā š
āWhat do you remember about Jordan? You remember it, donāt you?ā āā¦ Jordanās gone.ā - stop that right nOW
Not the flashback to the very first episode of them in the cellar drinking Tokay š
The light appearing as they remember Jordan College together, talking about the roof and the rook with the broken leg šā¤ļø and all the dead people coming to listen, Iām gonna start bawling all over again
Lyra and Will speaking to the crowd and promising to try to get them out of this horrible world, rallying them š
āWhat will happen to us if we leave?ā āI donāt know.ā āYou donāt know? If I will or wonāt be able to see my son again?ā āWe canāt know until it happens - Iām not gonna lie or pretend. But in here, itās just thoughts; out there, real things matter.ā
āWhen we were alive, they told us that when we died, weād go to Heaven. Thatās why so many of us gave our lives, and spent years in prayer and silence, and all the joy of life went to waste around us. I donāt care what happens to us when we leave - anything is better than this.ā - damn, this series really said fuck religion and fuck the church making people spend their lives in servitude/repenting for sins they havenāt even done
Damn, the harpies are NOT happy
āWill you tell us some stories? So we can remember too? Real things.ā Ohh no, no, I will not cry over this, I will not cry over Lyra and Roger talking about Jordan College-
āI won every time.ā āNo she didnāt, she cheated every timeā - yep, sounds like Lyra to me
Lyra recounting how she made the omelette with the shells in for Will š¤£
Lyra talking about Iorek šā¤ļø
I have absolutely no love for that blasted monkey but seeing him all sad in the cage as theyāre about to be severedā¦ definitely made me feel sad, canāt believe I feel sorry for him
It looks like Marisaās been strapped to an electric chair, like sheās about to be executed, and the imagery of that is šš»
āWhen we created this technology together, you believed you were doing the right thing - we all did. But we were wrong. It has to stop.ā - Damn, you donāt say! Of course it was wrong to sever children, glad you see that finally-
āDo not explain my own technology to me.ā - OOF
āYou still have time to repent - let me give you your final blessingā - MAN DO NOT FUCKIN TOUCH HER YOU FREAK
āKeep your hands off meā¦ thereās too much blood on them for that.ā - DAMN, MARISA
Everyone listening to Lyraās stories šā¤ļø
āā¦ But you felt safe with Mr Scoresby. He was the first grown up I ever trusted.ā - STOP THAT RIGHT NOW IM ALREADY CRYING I DONT NEED TO CRY AGAIN
āI will come with you. Weā¦ We will come with you.ā - YESSSS
HOLY FUCK THE HARPY DESIGN IS SICKENINGLY HORRIFYING DEAR GOD AND THE WAY IT WENT RIGHT UP TO LYRAāS FACE
āWhatās your name? You must have one.ā āā¦ No-Name.ā - Oh gosh I think I remember more of the book now hang on
LEE SCORESBY AHHHHHHHH
LEE AND LYRA HUGGING šā¤ļø MY HEART I CANNOT BEAR THIS
LYRA DIDNT KNOW LEE DIED š and he thought she was dead but he was so relieved she wasnāt š
āYou found the Knife Bearer - you beat the shaman to it. Lyra Silvertongue, just when I thought you couldnāt blow my little mind enough timesā - šā¤ļø I missed Lee so much ASDFGHJKL
IS THAT METATRON??? ENOCH??? OH MY GODDDDD
āIf she had only stayed with us, and given her life to the Authority as she once intended, she would now be on the path to the kingdomā - oh my god MacPhail shut the fuck UP
Come on rOKE HURRY UP AND SAVE HER
NOT THE INTERCISION MACHINE V2 AND THE MONKEY LOOKING SCARED
Dr Cooper having second thoughts omg
SHE STOPPED IT LAST MINUTE OH GOD THE GASP I LET OUT
āā¦ I will not be a part of this (ā¦) I will not hurt her.ā - YES DOCTOR DO SOMETHING GOOD FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISERABLE LIFE
FATHER MACPHAIL STRAIGHT UP MURDERED DR COOPER HOLY SHIT-
The Church REALLY are not coming across well here
NO NOT ROKE LEAVE HIM ALONE
KILL HIM MARISA KILL THAT BASTARD RELIGIOUS MAN
OKAY BUT YES ALSO TURN OFF THE MACHINE PLEASE DESTROY IT IF YOU CAN I CANT BREATHE THIS IS TOO TENSE
FATHER MACPHAIL COMMITTING SUICIDE AND SACRIFICING HIMSELF HES FUCKING INSANE IM SORRY THE HATRED HE HAS FOR LYRA IS THAT STRONG???
Thank FUCK she stopped the machine last minute although I kinda wish MacPhail had died lmao
THE LIGHT HOLY CRAP-
āYou think Dust can make you Godsā¦ let use see how you fare without it.ā - OH SHIT OH SHIT
THE MACHINE SEVERED MACPHAIL AND HIS DAEMON AND SHE DISAPPEARED
NOOOOO NOT THE BOMB NOT THE BOMB TELL ME THAT AINT THE BOMB-
I know sheās not dead, Iāve read the book, plus thereās still 3 episodes left, Iām still freaking out though
Episode 6: The Abyss
Three more episodes and then itās all over š I donāt know if Iām ready for it to be honest
āIn the beginning, Man was given the gift of Dust. It ignited his mind and freed his will. But that free will has corrupted mankind. Dust shall be drawn into eternal darkness once moreā¦ That which was given shall be taken away.ā - oh my gOD what a narration to start an episode Jesus Christ (pardon the pun)
Marisa dragging herself across the floor to get to Lyraās hair???
Please tell me Roke isnāt dead š (spoiler: he is)
Marisa going to Fra Pavel with the hair and asking him to consult the Alethiometer on whether or not Lyra survived š
I still get chills at the opening theme, ngl, like weāre three whole series in and Iām STILL feeling chills seeing the opening credits
Eyyyy Serafina Pekkala!!!
The earth is literally crumbling apart and Asrielās laughing š«¢
MARISA AND THE MONKEY ARE BACK AT ASRIELāS
Stelmaria just being like āā¦ Itās herā, as if thereās only one āherā
āSheās dead, Asriel. Lyra is dead.ā - NOOOOOO OH NO NO NO
Nahh Asriel is so unbothered about Lyra being dead???
āWould you like me to tell you how your daughter died, or would you prefer to keep tinkering with your toys?ā āIf what youāre saying is true, Iām very sorry. But what Iām doing here is of the utmost importance - itās going to change everything.ā - DUDE YOUR DAUGHTER IS DEAD (or so itās thought at the moment) HOW ARE YOU SO UNBOTHERED
Like we knew he was a shit father but YIKES
Marisa straight up telling Asriel itās his fault their daughter is dead because he pissed off Metatron with his war crime, she disabled the bomb but the light triggered itā¦ DAMN. Justā¦ damn.
āYouāve taken my daughter from meā¦ and I will never forgive you.ā - ā¹ļøš
Roger trying to wake Lyra up š thankfully she does wake but still-
Stelmaria telling Asriel he shouldnāt go down there, itās recklessā¦ Mate, listen to your fucking dƦmon once in a while please, she got all the sense the two of you possess and youāve got none I fear-
WHATāS HAPPENING TO RUTAāS DĆMON HE DROPPED LIKE A STONE INTO THE ABYSS (the one where Asriel is)
āHe canāt hear meā¦ā āStay with himā āI canāt stop him, the darkness is drawing him inā¦ā - NO NO NO NO
Noooo SERGEI (her dƦmon) DIED AND SO DID RUTA FUCK SAKE MAN
Lyra and Lee hugging again because theyāre so happy to see each other okay šā¤ļø truly a better father to her than her own one ever was
Is there an abyss in each of the worlds? š¤ because thereās one in the land of the dead too as well as where Asriel is
Will panicking because heās scared he wonāt be able to get these people out, and Lyra taking his face in her hands, āLook at me, look at me, look at meā¦ itās fine. Weāre going to get out of here. Itās justā¦ this chasm. I can feel it too. Look at me.ā š
Lee whooping when Lyra jumped that chasm, we love a proud father!
Roger and Will disagreeing over who should go next and Lee just doing it instead š
āI am Serafina Pekkala, Queen of the Lake Enara clan, and I demand to know what happened to my sisterā - YES WITCH QUEEN š
āIt pains me to tell you both that what happened to Ruta was not death, but worse again. That abyss out there is a rupture in the multiverse, sucking all Dust deep down inside the void between the worlds. I bore witness to her dƦmon Sergei falling insideā¦ and it is my belief, that no being, flesh or Dust, will ever emerge from its darkness.ā āā¦ so there will be no peace for her? Part of her soul, forever fallingā¦ forever in limboā¦ā ā NOPE, NO, NOOO šš poor Ruta I hate it here
(Turning to Asriel) āā¦ You did this.ā āNo.ā āYour arrogance, PLAYING WITH FORCES YOU HAVE NO CONCEPT OF!ā - SHIT SHES RIGHT THOUGH
Sorry, what the FUCK are those things beneath them with the glowing eyes???
āWeāve seen worse. Do you remember when we freed the kids from Bolvanger? And then the three of us and Iorek squashed into Leeās balloon and just flew away?ā - lmao bless
āIorekās this armoured bear-.ā āI know who he is, Iāve met him.ā - damn, thereās some tension here between Roger and Will? Or is it just me?
āCanāt imagine him (Iorek) in a balloon thoughā - LMFAO
āIt wasnāt just any balloonā¦ it was a real beautyā - DAMN RIGHT IT WAS LEE
Is Will a little jealous of Lyra and Roger walking together and reminiscing orā¦???
āHey, did I ever tell you about the crazy shaman who made me a bacon sandwich?ā - OH MY GOD LEE š (also itās been a while since S2, but I think heās talking about John Parry???)
Marisa really thinks sheās allowed to just leave š
Marisa telling Ogunwe that Lyra is dead, and him saying āAsriel didnāt tell meā, it hits hard because he has daughters of his own and I just know heās probably confused because surely Asriel would have mentioned his own child dying but nOPE
Marisa yelling at the monkey to come and he justā¦ doesnāt? He just walks away? Their dynamic is so interesting but in a messed up way
Will is looking for his father and he wants to be sure that his father will find his way out š
Lee realising that Will is the shamanās son oh my GOD?!? And he thinks he has a way to summon him??? Oh I love Lee so much
āAre you sure about this?ā - Stelmaria asking the only real questions
IOREK!!! š»āāļø
IOREK STRAIGHT UP SMACKING ASRIEL DOWN WHEN HE APPROACHED LMFAO I LOVE HIM
Wait this is SVALBARD??? All the ice and snow has disappeared?!? And itās all Asrielās fault?!?
āMy bears starve because you blew a hole in the sky!ā - oh shit!
āGive me one reason why I shouldnāt KILL YOU!ā āLYRA SILVERTONGUE!ā āWhy do you speak to me of her?ā āYou renamed her. You loved her. Tell me of her.ā āShe is everything you are not.ā āPerhaps I should have known her better. But she is gone, and if you kill me now she will never be avenged.ā ā this whole exchange š Iorek loves Lyra so much, Asriel saying he should have known her better (no shit, sir)ā¦
āYou do not understand. Lyra went to the Land of the Dead.ā āThe Land of theā¦?ā āYes. But she walked in the line.ā āHow did she enter that place?ā āWith the knife.ā āThe knife is broken.ā āI fixed it. She went after her friend, Roger.ā āā¦ the kitchen boy.ā āAnother reason why I should kill you!ā - IOREK GETS IT ASDFGHJKL HEāS A BETTER FATHER THAN ASRIEL EVER WAS FUCK ASRIEL WE ONLY LOVE IOREK AND LEE AS FATHER FIGURES NOW
Asriel laughing because āmy daughter is staging a prison breakā š
NOOO NOT LYRA FALLING INTO THE ENDLESS ABYSS
THE HARPY SAVING LYRA FROM FALLING INTO THE ABYSS HOLY SHIT
Marisa telling Serafina about torturing that witch in detail, Jesus CHRIST, she literally wants Serafina to kill her at this point :( but Serafina sees right through it of course
āIf you wonāt do it out of angerā¦ then please just do it out of mercy.ā - š now why am I sympathising with Marisa
āLoveā¦ makes us fragile in ways we cannot fathom.ā āI didnāt love Lyra. I wasnāt able toā - SURE you didnāt love her, Marisa š
āEven my own dƦmon rejects meā - yeah no canāt say I blame him honestly
Serafina talking about how she lost her son that she had with Farder Coram š and how Lyra gave her hope
āWhen I first heard that prophecy, it terrified me. (ā¦) Because I was always taught to believe that Eve was guilty of something shameful.ā - yep, religion will do that to you!
āAll Eve did was dare to experience - itās an act of bravery. Of great beauty. You were a monster, but look what experience did to youā¦ what love did. It changed you.ā - oh my god the religion criticism is on point today holy crap
Will hugging Lyra and asking if sheās okay šā¤ļø
Lyra wanting to give the harpy a name to thank it š
āNames canāt just be given!ā āMine wasā¦ by a friend.ā - exactly, Lyra!
āGracious-Wings.ā ā ā¦ Interesting name, Lyra but okay
āYou canāt take it back now!ā - I have NO intention to and neither does Lyra š³
The harpies kinda do make me sad because likeā¦ they donāt have names. Theyāre frightening to look at. They live in the land of the dead. Theyāre trapped just as much as the ghosts are, and feared for how they look which probably contributes to their behaviour. So Lyra showing some kindness must be a brand new experience for them.
āYou cannot tell the story of my name if you do not get out.ā āā¦ You like stories, donāt you? True ones.ā - ohhhhhhhhh I get it! Awww, so Gracious-Wings wants Lyra to escape, not only because sheās been listening to her stories but also because Lyra can then tell the living about Gracious-Wings and the truth that sheās not so scary/completely evil, so maybe people when they die will be less afraid to meet her? Idk
āTrue stories are nourishing. They feed us, we had no idea there was anything but lies and wickedness.ā āIf those who follow behind tell you everything they saw in the world, everything trueā¦ could you guide them here so they could be set free?ā - god I forgot how deep and clever this whole section was in the book
āDo not lie to me.ā āI wonāt.ā - for once, I actually do believe sheās telling the truth
āDo we have a deal? The prisonersā safe passage in exchange for their stories?ā - YESSS OMG
āItās alright, theyāre going to help us! Just tell them your stories - stories from your lives, and theyāll guide you up. Tell them stories.ā - nahhh Iām not crying you are š
Asriel telling Marisa Lyra is still alive but she doesnāt believe him at first š
āIt makes sense: the Authority cows us with the threat of heaven or hell but even that was a lie, itās all purgatory.ā
āPleaseā¦ my heart wonāt take it.ā - this woman has gone through so much, sheās not a good person but damn sheās gone through a lot
āYou said yourself, sheās extraordinaryā¦ to free a soul from the Land of the Deadā - well youāve changed your fucking tune
āThe witches prophecyā¦ they believe two things about Lyra: that she is Eve, and she will defeat Death. (Smiling/Laughing) Thatās what sheās doing. The prophecy is right. We must help her, Asriel.ā - ASRIEL AND MARISA ACTUALLY WORKING TOGETHER FOR REAL THIS TIME?!? Like actual parents?!? Whoād have thought š
āThereās someone here to see you.ā - LEE BROUGHT JOHN PARRY TO WILL IM CRYING ALL OVER AGAIN ARE YOU SERIOUS
āI hate fighting. Iām not who you want me to be.ā āNoā¦ no, youāre so much more.ā - AND THEN THE HUG š„¹š
āAll this time, I thought that when we eventually found each otherā¦ we could go back to Oxford together.ā āI did too.ā - ššš they deserve so much better, I canāt-
āIf we get out of this awful placeā¦ā āWe wonāt be going the same way.ā š
Iām sorry, okay, this whole episode is just one big CRYFEST AT THIS POINT
Lyra saying she thought Roger was braver than her š
āI donāt even know if I can do anything. Iām just so tired, and my chestā¦ā āBecause youāre away from your dƦmon. Separation across worlds weakens your bond, Will. Sheās pining for you.ā āHow do you know?ā āI guided her to Asrielās republic. As soon as you release these ghosts, you must cut through and find her, Will.ā - KIRJAVA IS COMING WEāRE GOING TO MEET KIRJAVA ASDFGHJKL
āDonāt try to live in a world thatās not your own. No matter how tempting it may seem. You and your dƦmonā¦ you wonāt survive it.ā āBut you did.ā āNo. I felt it, like an ache, every day. Donāt make the same mistake that I did. You deserve a full life with your mother.ā šā¤ļø but also foreshadowing what will happen at the end of the series I feel unwell-
āWhat will happen to you?ā āThe same that will happen to every soul trapped down here: Iāll be free. Iāll be connected again to every living thing, thanks to you.ā - Damn, right in the feels š
John telling Will heās so proud of him and them hugging šā¤ļøš
Serafina saying sheās gonna send Kaisa to search for Pan because she knows that Pan canāt enter the Land of the Dead and so heāll still be there, Iām so ready!!
āIf it is true, and Lyra is going to free the dead, she and Will will have achieved something remarkableā¦ far beyond your rebellion. Lyra is your focus now. Do not fail her.ā ā YESSSSSSS come on Asriel and Marisa, be good parents for once
WILL DID IT HE CUT A WINDOW OUT OF THE LAND OF THE DEAD AHHHH, and itās opened out onto a beautiful paradise ā¤ļø
āMy dad said youāll be free. Youāll drift apart, but youāll be out in the open - connected with everything to love.ā - šā¤ļø
ROGER SAYING HEāLL GO FIRST ASDFGHJKL AND LYRA SAYING SHEāLL MISS HIM SO MUCH
āYouāll be okay. I know you will. Youāve saved your best friend. When you go back to Jordan, go to the roof for me.ā - AND THE FOREHEAD TOUCH šā¤ļø
āIām readyā ššš GOODBYE ROGER
AND THEN LEE SCORESBY HUGGING HER, āNo need for that, itās okayā because sheās crying, āthank youā, tipping his hat to Will
āIām gonna be with my Hesterā - SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW šā¤ļø
Iām literally just full on sobbing at this point like my heart canāt take anymore at this point and thereās still TWO episodes left š
Marisa asking her monkey if she can sit with him?!? Theyāre so disconnected despite being the same person, I canāt-
āIt hurts when weāre apart. I pretend that it doesnāt. That first time I sent you awayā¦ it was awful. I donāt know why I do it. At first I think it was curiosityā¦ But now itās become something else. A way to not feel what I canāt bear. I used to think that I was the strong oneā¦ but I was wrong. It was you. All along. I am so very sorry. Pleaseā¦ come back to me.ā - NOOO WHY AM I HAVING EMOTIONS OVER MARISA AND THE DAMN DEMON GOLDEN MONKEY?!? AND THEM HOLDING HANDS?!?
Asriel and Marisa standing with their dƦmons togetherā¦ damn. Shit must be serious if the two of them are together on something
āThe final rebellion has begun.ā - OH SHIT HERE WE GOOOO
Episode 7: The Clouded Mountain
Two episodes leftā¦ š¬
Before we get into the episode, quick prediction: I feel like this episode is going to largely focus more on Asriel/Marisa and maybe bring that story to a close, and then the last one will be more Lyra/Will centric? Idk, weāll see!
āWe just have to keep Metatronās forces away from the girl and the boy long enough for them to be reunited with their dƦmons, to get to a safe world andā¦ fall.ā - oooooohhh
āHow can you possibly know the nature of Metatronās attack?ā - LMFAO arguing like a married couple I see-
Okay, I was wrong, we are seeing Lyra and Will in this episode!
Will planning to get their dƦmons himself and Lyra can wait in the nice world and heāll meet her there š
āWeāve come this far and you still donāt understand: weāre in this together.ā - šš»
Every scene with Marisa and Asriel just seems like theyāre flirting lmao
āIāve given the girl nothing but at the very least I can buy her timeā - š
āYouād do that for her?ā āNot just her.ā - THE WAY HE MOVED EVEN CLOSER TO HER ASDFGHJKL THEY ABOUT TO KISS OR SOMETHING
āEven if you get him to the abyss, you do understand itās not just death down there? Itās eternal oblivia.ā - DAMN, heās committed Iāll give him that
āYour love for Lyra is your salvation and your downfall. When you think of her, I can read you as easily as a reflection in still water.ā š®
āRight, so we are doomed.ā - Basically, yeah.
āSome of us will die todayā - NOT A GREAT WAY TO OPEN AN INSPIRATIONAL SPEECH, ASRIEL š
Asriel is really on a mission to kill God in this series, thatās it summed up
āBut thanks to my daughter, thanks to Lyra, we need no longer fear that fate! From today death is no longer an ending but a journey back into life!ā - okay I take it back, his speech is pretty good
āOur children shall experience paradise but they will know it down here on the earthā¦ today, we are free!ā - YESSSSS šš»
OH SHIT is that Metatronās soldiers/forces?!?
āIām glad I said we didnāt have to win this fightā - LMAO
THE ANGEL KNEW LYRA AND WILL WERE CUTTING THROUGH AHHHH AND NOW ASRIELāS ATTACKING LETāS GOOOO
Itās the way Lyra knew Pan and Willās dƦmon will be looking after each other š
āMetatron is releasing the dƦmon eaters - he is turning all creatures against usā - AH HELL FUCKING NO
Are they the same as Spectres?!?
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD NO THIS IS MORE NIGHTMARE FUEL
YES MARISA DOING HER PART AND TRYING TO GET RID OF THEM BECAUSE SHE HAS CONTROL OVER THEM
āIāve found Pantalaimonā - Oh my god YES give Pan back to me please
To be fair I donāt blame Will and Lyra for not immediately blindly trusting Ogunwe at this point, barely anyone is trustworthy in this series at this point
RED PANDA PAN
āThey left us.ā āI know. But theyāve come back for you.ā - šā¤ļø
AHHH KIRJAVA AND SHES A BEAUTIFUL CAT WHEN WE FIRST SEE HER AHHHHH
They can both still change but still AHHHHH SOON
āAll I know is Asrielās proud of youā - yeah, he just has a shit way of showing it
These noises are straight out a horror movie oh my GOD THE FUCK ARE THOSE THINGS THOSE GHAST-Y THINGS
Not Metatron (?) whispering into all of their heads asdfghjkl
Metatron telling Marisa she should join him and her and the monkey having this moment, āyou know what to doā š and he looks like heās gonna follow her because he puts his paw on the bridge but he doesnāt š canāt believe Iām having emotions have that goddamn demon monkey
ASRIEL CALLING FOR STELMARIA AND THEN MARISA INSIDE METATRONāS PALACE(?)/FORTRESS š
Can I just say that the visuals are STUNNING, oh my goodness Iām literally in awe of this imagery and the visuals itās far better than 10 year old me imagined
Marisa saying that she loves Lyra and hates that she does š
Metatron taking on Asrielās form so now weāve got James McAvoy vs James McAvoy, truly Multiverse of Madness š
āNo one cares for you.ā āMarisa does.ā - the way my jaw dropped, oh my
Not Asriel calling for Marisa š no I will NOT ship them, I refuse-
āYou care for her still? If only you knew the disdain in which she holds you. Sheās giving you up.ā āNoā¦ neverā¦ I love her.ā - oh my god?!?!?
āShe would never betray meā¦ā āI can give you Asriel. Heās trying to protect her.ā - NOOO DO NOT DO IT
HE KNEW SHE WAS CLOSE BY HE KNEW IT IM-
āMarisa, noā¦ā - GIRL DO NOT DO IT I SWEAR
āYour dƦmons are in the tower - cut them through to a safe world. Iāll find you wherever you are.ā - Iām starting to remember how the book ends and my heart is hurting, itās coming so soonā¦
āSoā¦ you did come.ā - YES SHE DID PAN š please forgive her
WILL SEEING KIRJAVA FOR THE FIRST TIME šā¤ļø and her going āā¦ Will.ā š„¹
āHow could you bear it? Leaving me behind?ā š
āWe should be together. Please.ā But the damage is doneā¦ if youāve read TSC, you know š
What is that monkey doing? Is he helping them escape? HE PULLED THE LEVER ASDFGHJKL
āFor Lyra.ā šā¤ļø
MARISA HELPING ASRIEL UP, ASRIEL AND MARISA GRAPPLING WITH METATRON TOGETHER, and then STELMARIA RUNNING AND JUMPING AND THEM ALL TUMBLING INTO THE ABYSS šššššš IT HAPPENED IT HAPPENED IVE BEEN WAITING YEARS-
The monkey and Lyra looking at each other š and she knows, she knows her mother has helped them-
NOT STELMARIA FADING TO DUST š
LYRA AND THE MONKEY REACHING OUT FOR EACH OTHER AND HE STARTS FADING AWAY NO NO NO
NOT ME GETTING UPSET AND CRYING OVER THAT DAMN BASTARD GOBLIN POS MONKEY ššš
Lyra having to wipe her eyes š same, me too-
I knew this episode would end the Asriel/Marisa/Metatron storyline, I just knew it
āCloudās gone. Itās all gone. The warās over.ā š„ŗš
I know weāve still got an episode left but Iām already weeping because Iāve waited 15 years for this adaptation to come, to see this whole trilogy adapted right, and now itās happened
Ogunwe seeing his daughters š„¹
āCan we go now? I wanna see Pan.ā - YES ššš»
DAMN ONE EPISODE LEFT
Episode 8: The Botanic Garden
Just from the title alone I know this is going to cause me pain but letās DO IT
Damn, they didnāt even do a recap on this episode (or at least my iPlayer didnāt?)
LAST TIME LETS GO WE DIE LIKE (WO)MEN
Lyra waking up and the first thing she asks for is Pan š„ŗ
Also Lyra going for a swim because sheās all dirty, donāt blame her quite frankly
āAfter everything weāve been through and now weāre hereā¦ doesnāt seem realā - same
Lyra knows her mother is dead :(
āI should be relievedā¦ thereās so many things I donāt understand about my parents (ā¦) like why they werenāt honest with me. Why they did such horrible things. Why wasnāt she interested in me for 13 years and then suddenly she wasā¦ why did they abandon me?ā ššš
Lyra saying she doesnāt hate Asriel but canāt forgive him, and āI have the strangest feeling heās goneā¦ which means Iām aloneā š and Will saying no sheās not ā¤ļø
Will splashing her and then jumping in š
āWhat?ā āNothingā¦ Iām just glad you washedā LMFAO
āShe doesnāt look like she misses me. She seems fine.ā - oh Pan :(
āThink how good it will be to be with them again. To be close.ā - Kirjava ā¤ļø
āWhat if it doesnāt feel the same? What if it never does?ā āLyra loves you. Weāre finally in the same world, weāre safe here.ā - 1) Iām sad because of TSC all over again and 2) Iām sad because I know how this ends
NOT FATHER GOMEZ I FORGOT ABOUT HIM ASDFGHJKL
No but where did the clean clothes come from???
āBut thereās someone else we need to meet.ā - IS IT MARY??
āI donāt feel torn apart, and I know heās safe.ā - šš„¹
AHHH LYRA AND WILL SEEING THE MULEFA HERD AND BEING LIKE ātheyāre riding on wheels!ā
I like that Willās reaction to this new creature speaking a different language is just āā¦ Hello :Dā, I love him
MARY AND LYRA REUNION šā¤ļø
Mary going āoh god look at youā because Lyra is so grown up š
Oh my gOD FATHER GOMEZ FUCK OFF ALREADY
I wanna squash his dƦmon, I donāt care, I wanna squish it and murder it
Not him shooting and killing the local wildlife, fuck you dude
āThey have less Sraf than youā - ahhh because theyāre still teenagers and Mary is an adult, and Dust is what causes dƦmons to settle/kids to become adults, I get it
āNo pods, poor thingsā - XD
āIāve been all over the place but I think this is my favourite worldā - same, Lyra, same, itās so peaceful
āHow do you treat a tree with respect?ā - quite easily I think, Will???
āWe have the stupid idea as humans that weāre the pinnacle of evolution, but weāve got so much wrongā ā šš»šš»šš»
āItās the answer to the question to the question you asked me in Oxford - whether Dust is sin (ā¦) itās the spark that means weāre alive, itās consciousness.ā āSo Dust isnāt sinā¦ itās just as good or bad as we are.ā šš»š„¹
The trees dying is truly heartbreaking omg šš
āItās the Dust disappearing. Itās just flooding out of the world: thought, imagination, feeling all blowing awayā šš
Thereās got to be a way of saving it, surelyā¦? Like this world canāt just disappear??
āā¦ So when Panās a wolverine, you know youāve pissed her offā OMFG šš¤£
āLike a nun-nun from our world?ā Will omg š
āMary, tell them storiesā - YES PLEASE DO
Maryās story oh my god
āAnd then I met someoneā¦ she wasnāt like the other academicsā - LESBIAN MARY MALONE I REPEAT LESBIAN MARY MALONE
āYears ago when I was at school, those butterflies in the pit of my stomach, that ache to be close to someoneā¦ I think I had just been too afraid to recognise it before, but I didnāt want to forget it this time.ā - AND THE SHOTS OF WILL AND LYRA AHHHHH
āI knew I couldnāt go back to the convent after that, I just couldnāt bear the idea of living without ever feeling that alive. And I thoughtā¦ will anyone be better off if I just go back to the hotel and say my prayers, and promise to never fall into temptation again? And the answer came backā¦ no. No one will. And I realised, there was no one there to reward me for being a good girl or no one there to punish me for being wicked. There was no one. And it wasā¦ it was liberating.ā ā the fact that Mary is Irish adds a whole other layer to it because of the whole āIrish Catholic guiltā thing, but also just in generalā¦ wow. Just wow.
āI wanted to experience love. (L: And did you?)ā¦ yeah. (W: Were you scared?) Oh my god, I was terrified. I was risking everything and I was sure Iād be rejected, butā¦ it was worth it. Itās rare when it happens, when you feel that way you have to grab it. Itās funny, isnāt it? One little momentā¦ all she did was offer me a sweet and it changed my life forever. For the first time I was doing something with all of my nature, not just a part of it.ā ā I CANNOT TAKE IT, THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL
I canāt get over the looks between Lyra and Will, I knew it was happening obviously because of the books but stILL to actually see it onscreen???
āWhere are you, Pan? Thereās so many things I want to talk to you about.ā š
Dear GOD DUDE FATHER GOMEZ GO AWAY IM SO DONE WITH YOU
Oh Mary totally knows something is going on between them even if they donāt yet
āWhat if she settles as something really bad, likeā¦ a mosquito or a slug or a fish?ā āI heard of a man whose dƦmon was a dolphin, but heās a sailor so itās fineā - I REMEMBER THAT STORY ABOUT THAT MAN FJDKDKDKD
Nooo not Gomez seeing them together I wanna punch him so bad-
āI donāt think anyone can understandā¦ apart from you.ā - oh my god Will š
āI think sheāsā¦ rightā¦ about a lot of thingsā - oh Will is NOT subtle in the slightest is he-
Lyra stepping closer, āyeah? What things?ā ASDFGHJKL
āDustā¦ trees!ā - smooth, Will, real fuckin smooth š¤£
Gomez was about to shoot Lyra while she was frolicking in the water but an Angel stopped him oh my god
ITS BALTHAMOS
āDesire is not sin. Love takes a million forms, each of them beautiful, each of them worthy. You who judge, just afraid.ā šš»
BALTHAMOS SQUASHED GOMEZāS DĆMON, KILLED GOMEZ, AND THEN HE DIED TOO AND HIS LAST WORD WAS āBARUCHā šā¤ļø
Thereās something very innocent about these two teenagers clearly falling in love and sitting by the water in their underclothes and not realising why that would be seen as wrong because itās so innocent and sweet and new š
WILL AND LYRA KISS I REPEAT WILL AND LYRA KISS I SCREAMED SO LOUD OH MY GOD
AND THE DUST SETTLING OVER THEM AND THE DUST RETURNING TO THE WORLD ASDFGHJKL THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
āThe prophecy has been fulfilled. The love of Eve shall heal the earth and all the world shall feel it. Nature will be restored, hope will spark in darkness as innocence turns to experience, all will be in harmony once more.ā - OH MY GOD AND THE SHOTS OF THE DIFFERENT WORLDS AND PLACES ASDFGHJKL
Those shy little smiles after they finished kissing omg
āDo you think Pan knows? I think he guessedā - he probably did letās be real here lmfao
āI want to show you Jordanā¦ proper Oxford. We can go to yours tooā¦ go to the cinema again.ā - oh these kids are so hopeful šš„ŗ
Pan and Kirjava!!!
āOne who has given the world such a gift deserves a nameā¦ Kirjava.ā ā AHHHHH
Pan: Kirjavaā¦ suits you ā ššš»ā¤ļø
āWhy arenāt you with Will and Lyra? Are you still punishing them for their betrayal? But you love them still, donāt you? And you are not severed.ā āNoā¦ weāre still one. But it was so painful.ā - š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ
āThey will need you for what is to comeā - OH BOY HERE WE GO
Pan and Kirjava coming back to their humans šā¤ļø
āPanā¦ā āYou left me. Iāve had to travel so far to find you again.ā āIām so sorry. Iām so grateful. I didnāt want to. Iām sorry. Please, Iām sorry. I missed you. I love you.ā āLyraā¦ā AND THEN HE RUNS AND HUGS HER š
āI hoped youād settle as a pine martenā¦ suits you.ā āI like it too.ā šā¤ļø
ALSO PAN SETTLED?!?!
āIāmā¦ Kirjava.ā WILL MEETING KIRJAVA PROPERLY
WILL AND LYRA TOUCHING EACH OTHERāS DĆMONS, THE MOST INTIMATE OF ACTS WHEN DONE CONSENSUALLY, I CANNOT COPE WITH THIS-
āThanks to you, the multiverse is healing.ā āI barely did anything.ā āYou showed two innocents what it was to dare, and by discovering their love, they have drawn Dust back into our worlds.ā āIs that really all it took? Something so small and ordinary?ā āLove is never small to those who discover it for the first time.ā ā brb, crying yet AGAIN over this series
āFor centuries, Dust has been flowing out of the universeā¦ what Lyra and Will have done has turned that tide. But their love alone is not enough to sustain it forever.ā - oh no, no no no, itās about to happen
āEvery window that exists must be closedā - ššš I know whatās coming and I hate it
āEach time the knife makes a cut, the flow of Dust increases and from the tear in the space between worlds some darkness is released, bring destruction across all of the worlds. It can take the form of many things: a plague, a spectreā¦ā - š
But also does this mean that Covid was a result of the subtle knife??? šš³š
āBut if Will canāt use the knife, and if we canāt leave the windows open, then how will weā¦? We have to choose worlds, Willās or mine?ā āYou canāt live in someone elseās world for long. Our dƦmons wouldnāt survive. It means we canāt stay in the same world together.ā - THERE IT IS šš
āNo! You canāt come here and just say that! After everything weāve been through, itās not fair! ā¦ itās not fairā¦ā ššš theyāve literally just fallen in love and they have to separate already
Them walking away holding hands š
Oh nooo sheās already lost the ability to read the Alethiometer ššš
āItās not broken, Lyraā¦ youāve changed. Youāve grown up.ā āSoā¦ thatās it? I will never be able to read it again?ā āThe knowledge still exists but youāll have to learn it, like those before you. You read it by Grace, and you can regain it by work.ā āWhatās the point? Why did we get here? Why did we go through everything we went through just to be forced apart?ā ā š
āI didnāt know it was possible to feel this bad.ā āIt wonāt always feel like this.ā āI donāt want to not feel like this about Lyraā¦ I only want her.ā - NOT WILL AND MARYāS COVERSATION IM TRYING TO HOLD IT TOGETHER SO BAD
āYou know all those stories that say the greatest love is the one you canāt live without? The one that youāre prepared to die for? Thatās not right. Thatās not what love is. I know it seems romantic to die for love but itās much more romantic to live for it.ā ā šš
āYou will never lose what you have with Will, you have shaped each other forever. And I know it doesnāt seem like it now, but you will have a future, Lyraā - and Lyra is just sitting there crying š¢ I hate it here-
āIf humanity set their minds to discovery and their hearts to compassion, they may create enough Dust for a single opening to remain. But you already know where that window must be.ā āThe Land of the Dead.ā āWe canāt close that window, itās the most important one.ā ā šš
Will has to break the knife once theyāre back in their own worlds ššš and the angels will help close the windows
āThere are fates even the most powerful have to submit to.ā - š
āI love you. Iām not gonna stop loving you until the day I die.ā āI love you.ā - KILL ME. It would hurt FAR LESS
āWe will come back here, when weāve lived our lives, weāll go through the Land of the Dead and weāll tell Gracious-Wings everything weāve done. Weāll find each other here. Iāll be drifting about until I find you.ā āAnd Iāll be searching for you every moment. Every single moment.ā āWhen we do find each other againā¦ no one will be able to tear us apart. Weāll be joined so tightlyā¦ Every atom of me and every atom of you. When they use our atoms to make new lives, theyāll have to take two; one for you and one for me. Weāll be in the flowers and in the sunbeamsā¦ weāll be joined so tight.ā ā okay no Iām full on sobbing and crying and shaking, I canāt cope with this, I canāt do anything but cry now
Lyra and Will embracing and holding each other, just clinging to each other on the floor as they cry šš
āDonāt forget us, Mary. Keep telling stories.ā - šš this whole episode is just a massive HEARTBREAK I CANNOT-
Weāre back to Lyraās Oxford š
NOT THE BENCH, NOT THE FUCKING BENCH NO I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THE BENCH FUCK YOU PHILIP PULLMAN
āYou know you could see your dƦmon too, if you wantedā - oh my god yes?!?! I KNEW she met her dƦmon at some point, I knew I didnāt imagine it!
āThere you are.ā - AHHH HER DĆMON IS A BIRD
āWe can come back here every year. You in your world and me in mine. Midsummerās Day. Midday.ā āAnd Iāll be there. Iāll be there every year, my whole life.ā āAnd if we do meet someone we like, we must be kind to them - we wonāt compare them. Weāll come here, just for an hourā¦ we can be together.ā āEvery year. I promise.ā - ASDFGHJKL THIS HURTS MY HEART IT HURTS
āJust do it!ā ššš she wants him to just do it because she knows itās going to happen and hanging around prolonging it is just so much more painful
Lyra and Mary hugging goodbye š āIāll never forget youā - STOP
āIāll break the knife as soon as Iām through because Iāll know Iāll just want to come back to you.ā - THIS POST IS JUST ME SOBBING NOW EXCUSE ME-
āWhat is it?ā āIām just trying to imagine what youāll look like when youāre older.ā āHandsome of course.ā āVery.ā - EXCUSE ME
Will stepping through the window and going to close it, stopping and them then kissing š āLyra.ā āWill.ā AND THEN THEY KISS AND HE CLOSES THE WINDOW FUUUUUCK-
Lyra: *crying* // Me: BITCH ME TOO
āJust think of herā (to break the knife) - and itās a series of flashbacks of her and him throughout the whole series I feel SICK-
The snow falling on Svalbard and Iorek š
Lyraās back at Jordan College šā¤ļø but so much has changed
Will going back to his mum šš and then them hugging as Kirjava watches with a little smile Iām-
ONE YEAR LATER?!?! ONE YEAR LATER IāM-
Sheās dressed like a student Iām-
ARE THEY GOING TO THE GARDEN?!?
āWe can come back here every year. You in your world, me in mine. We can be together. Iāll be there every year. My whole life. I promise.ā
THE FADES AS THEY GET OLDER AND WITH EACH YEAR, THE SPLIT SCREEN OF THEM AT OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE BENCH, THEM REACHING OUT TO HOLD EACH OTHERāS HANDS, WILLāS MISSING FINGERS
āLyra.ā Being the last line of this show, oh my GOD.
THE ENDING TITLE CARDS
āWill and Lyra continued to return to their bench at the same time, every year. They kept their promise to each other, going on to live full lives in their own worlds. Will became a medical student and later, a successful surgeon. Lyra went on to be educated at St Sophiaās College in Oxford, where she was taught how to once again read the Alethiometerā¦ Which would come in useful one day, when Lyra and Pan would go on to have a further great adventure. But thatās another storyā¦ā
THE BOOK OF DUST/THE SECRET COMMONWEALTH ADAPTATION CONFIRMED?!? IS THAT WHATS GOING ON?!?
Okayā¦ wowā¦ okay.
Iāll admit that in S1, I had issues with the show as a longtime fan of the books; perhaps I was too busy comparing it to the movie or whatever else, but also I had complaints about the lack of dƦmons on-screen and how that really hurt the first series as a result (eg. The Billy Costa scene). Thankfully in S2 and S3, that issue was resolved and not a problem in the slightest, which Iām so glad for. I feel like for me personally, Subtle Knife (S2) and Amber Spyglass (S3) had the benefit of not having been adapted for the screen before (unlike Northern Lights/S1), so it was able to stand up as itās own adaptation easier and not necessarily have the movie looming over it (if that makes sense). Because while I agree the movie was not great and didnāt do justice to the books, it was still an expensive blockbuster with hype and big names attached.
Right now I really want to reread TAS - I reread TSK when S2 was airing so it feels right to reread TAS now, but Iām reading Outlander still so Iāll have to put it off a few days š - and also I want to take the trip to the Botanical Garden in Oxford where Lyra and Will meet every year. I donāt know if other fans do that but itās something Iāve wanted to do a while, and now I want to do it more than ever. Iāll have to remind myself closer to the Midsummerās Day to do it!
Honestly, Iām so emotional over this whole series. Was it a perfect adaptation? No, no adaptation is 100% accurate or perfect, things get changed or cut for whatever reason. But it was beautifully done, and Iām so unbelievably happy that it was finally done justice. I truly donāt think I could have asked for a better adaptation of a series that has meant so much to me for fifteen whole years. Iām so grateful that I live in a time where this series has been given the love and attention it deserves, and I can only hope that people viewing the show first have gone on to read Philip Pullmanās books, that itās inspired them to read those too.
The cast have been spectacular throughout, especially the main cast members: Dafne Keen, Ruth Wilson, James McAvoy, Amir Wilsonā¦ gosh, all of them. And then of course the voice cast have been amazing too, especially Kit Connor as Pantalaimon since thatās literally the main voice role throughout this whole series. Iām just so blown away at this point, I can barely type it.
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TW/CW: PTSD, Nightmares, Angst, Pining, Reader does some stupid shitā¢ just to get alone with him, injury mentions, flashbacks, War PTSD, blood, SMUT, NSFW, oral sex male and fem!Receiving, fingering, unprotected sex (Don't be fools! Wrap your tools!), semi public sex(Does the medical bay at HQ count?) Lyla being a smartass
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The first thing that hit his nostrils was the smell of churned earth, gunpowder, smoke, and blood.
So, so much blood.
His superiors let him stay enlisted, even after he got bit by that crazy spider, developed his super powers.
If anything, they made him a better medic.
Having your own almost-infinite supply of "bandages", and medical knowledge tends to make you an asset on the battlefield.
He learned how to stitch up wounds and glue them shut with lightning precision, knew how to dodge bullets and mortars, shoot webs and pull soldiers away from grenades or punji board traps... and the pitfalls. Those are always a hit or miss.
In Vietnam there was no such thing as quiet on the battlefield.
The quiet was unnerving. The quiet was bad.
The quiet meant something horrible was about to happen.
One minute he was in the trenches patching up a private who had his shoulder shredded by a sniper round, the next minute his CO who was barking orders at him had half his head blown off.
His brains got everywhere.
On his uniform, on his kit, on the rookie... his blood soaking the ground, watering the disturbed earth like they were a part of a macabre aqueduct.
That's when the gas was deployed.
Not by his allies, but the canisters were tossed into the trenches.
Mustard gas. Of course.
They had mustard gas.
The blisters, the yellowing skin, the coughing, and the burning in the lungs... gas masks were useless.
Shrapnel had hit the kid he was patching up...
All he could do was try and pull the kid he had in his arms to safety, carefully slinging some webs around his midsection to stem the tide of blood threatening to roll from him.
Other soldiers ran by. Young. Not much younger than him, but still...
So young.
Bodies were already lining the trenches as he carried the boy over his shoulder, fleeing into the treeline with what remained of his unit.
He set the bleeding soldier down, feeling blood soak through the silken bandages he'd made for him.
"Fuck." He muttered, digging around in his pack for something, anything to help him.
"Am--am I gonna d-die?" The young man gasped, choking around a mouthful of blood.
"Not if I can help it, keep your eyes open, alright?" He growled, frantically digging in his far too empty bag.
"Please don't let me die. Please don't let me die." The kid begged.
His jaw set tight, he gripped with shaky hands around the tube of glue. A pitiful amount was left.
The boy's eyes got frantic, wide, darting around to the other soldiers who created a semi-circle perimeter around them.
He kept coughing, crying, gasping.
"Please, I wanna go home. I want to see my mom again, I want to see my mom--"
He made the most horrible croaking noise, his chest contracting, before his eyes glazed over and he went silent, crimson dripping out of his mouth like he was a bloody fountain.
"Damn it!" He frantically pressed his fingers over his neck, checking for a pulse.
He pulled him down on the ground, and began chest compressions, his mind going into tunnel vision as all he could think about was getting just one more gasp from the limp body beneath him.
"Parker." The lieutenant sighed, touching his shoulder.
Not again. Not another one. Not somebody's baby.
"Parker." He said, shaking him.
He shook his head, shrugging the arm of his last commanding officer away, fighting to get the kid's heart beating again, his fingers slipping with blood.
The boy couldn't have been more than 19. He should still get the chance to marry the girl he had a picture of in his pocket, the girl who wrote the letter and left a lipstick stain on the bottom of the page telling him how she couldn't wait for him to come home.
He should get to go home, hug his mom. Kiss her cheek, watch her grow old.
He deserved to live.
He deserved to go home, alive. Not in a box, riddled with bullets and shrapnel. Not with a folded up flag, and battered tags.
Not like this.
"Parker!"
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He sat up with a start, breathing heavy and eyes wide as he frantically scanned the room, instinctively reaching for the pistol he no longer carried.
When he saw nobody there, he fell back onto the bed, a heavy sigh leaving his chest as he stared at the ceiling.
Right. He was in HQ.
He was in the med-bay.
He wasn't on the battlefield anymore.
He wasn't elbow deep in viscera anymore.
He wasn't watching somebody's child die in his arms anymore.
He draped an arm over his face briefly, before getting up to trudge into the attached bathroom to pull off his mask and stare at his face for probably the first time in days.
It was hard to look at himself, sometimes.
The one who lived. The one who got lucky, possibly at the cost of some kid fresh into his boots.
Survivor's guilt, some called it.
He pulled his gloves off next, splashing some nice cold water on his face to wake himself up, to pull him back to reality.
Once he dried off, he pulled his mask and gloves back on, walking out to grab his helmet before securing it and buckling it safely back in place.
It had a red spider with a white cross on the abdomen.
He wasn't a medical corps-man anymore.
He wasn't some useless PTSD-ridden veteran that they paraded about to showcase the horrors of war.
He was a medic. A damned good one.
He had friends, his job was cushy, he had a purpose. He didn't have to stew in his own madness anymore.
But it was when it was quiet that it got hard.
27 years old, and he felt like he'd lived decades in those trenches. Like he'd lived there his whole life.
Like he was born there. Like he was going to die there.
But, he didn't.
He was here, he was now. Part of something far bigger than he ever could have imagined.
He almost exclusively lived at HQ at this point, not seeing a reason he was needed in his universe anymore.
Miguel assured him there was no risk of an inter-dimensional anomaly, that his universe wouldn't collapse.
Thankfully, he could stay as long as he wanted and his universe wouldn't collapse.
Maybe he was a special case.
He didn't really care. Going back to post-war America was not something he looked forward to.
Going home to an empty house wasn't something he could stand, being left with his own thoughts was torture enough.
"Hey, Med." Lyla chimed, her tiny holographic image appeared above the watch on his wrist.
"Yeah? What is it, Lyla?" He asked, forcing the exhaustion from his tone, to little avail.
"So uhhh... you know the Spider-Woman from 18906?" She grinned.
"Oh dear God what did that woman do now?" He groaned, facepalming.
Lyla leaned on his head like he was a brick wall. The gesture wasn't really necessary, he couldn't feel her do it, but it was for effect.
She checked her nails and hummed.
"Sprained her ankle. Or somethin'." She smirked slowly, her body glitching until she was in front of him, hands now in the pockets of her large coat.
Her eyes glimmered almost, behind those large heart-shaped glasses.
"Just thought I'd give you a heads-up before she limps on in..."
"Ugh, thanks for the warning." He sighed as he changed the bedding and pillowcase with fresh sterile replacements, tossing the blankets he slept in into the bin.
"Tell 'er to come in here. I'm sure it's nothing."
"Want me to make sure nobody interrupts the lecture you're gonna drill into her brain?" She asked, eyebrows waggling.
"Lyla..."
"I'm goin', I'm goin'! You're acting more and more like Miguel every day!"
Before he could retort, telling the little AI she was wrong, she disappeared and he was left alone.
"Ugh."
He groaned and dug out a first aid kit and checked the supplies in this particular suite
The medical wing of HQ was much like a hospital ward. It had ICU suites, private suites, an emergency room where beds were separated by curtains, x-ray...
Everything a respectable medical professional would need.
Respectable. Yeah, right.
His thoughts were interrupted when the door to the suite slid open, and he turned, crossing his arms at you.
You drove him up the walls with your shenanigans, and how you shrugged your injuries off like they were a drop of sweat. Even the time he had to practically scoop your guts back into you.
You were the bane of his existence in the medical wing, you and Hobie. But moreso you, as you found your way under his hands in some way or another constantly.
"So..." You started bashfully, leaning on the doorframe for support. "Don't get mad..."
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"You mean to tell me you were trying to... to skateboard? While playing a goddamn guitar?" He growled, the eyes of his mask narrowing as he examined your bare, slightly swollen ankle.
His fingers were gentle, turning your foot this way and that, gauging your pain, checking the bruising...
But he had no idea how his touch was affecting you in other ways.
You got made fun of, by some of the other Spiders. Ben Reilly the most. He even outpaced Hobie with how he poked at how down bad you were for this Peter Parker. The one everyone called Spider-Medic. Sure you almost never saw his face, except on a few occasions. Sure, he looked like half the other Peter Parkers; but he had his own "look" that set him apart from the rest, a rugged appearance that made him look unique.
"You probably hurt yourself just to get his attention at this point! Not a good way to spend time with the guy you like, toots." Ben clucked. "You need a better icebreaker."
He wasn't... entirely wrong.
You were accident-prone as hell. You got injured in training, on the job... doing stupid shit with Hobie.
"Well... er. It was for a bet, so--"
He cut you off. "Don't give a damn what it was for. Doing reckless shit like this is childish."
His tone was firm, but not unkind.
He hadn't looked up at you once, and thankfully you were happy you still wore your mask. It hid the blush that crept up your cheeks.
"R.... Right." You mumble, squirming.
"Stop moving, you'll only make this harder." He grunted, reaching into his kit.
You do as he says, letting him wrap your ankle with some gauze and his webs.
His hands were warm, even through his gloves.
"Good girl." He says quietly.
You worked hard to suppress the shudder that went up your spine at that.
"It's barely a sprain. You're lucky. Don't do that kinda shit again." He told you.
"Y-yeah..." You mumble as he stands, crossing his arms and looking down at you.
God, why did you find this man so hot?
He sighed and set the kit down on the bed next to you, sorting the contents neatly again, grabbing excess from the cabinet nearby to restock it.
"So, um..." You try, clearing your throat awkwardly.
"Spit it out, kid. Don't have all day." He says, focusing on his task, meticulously organizing the kit on muscle memory alone.
"I--I am not a kid! You're only like, two or three years older than I am!" You retort.
"Yeah well, I've seen and experienced enough to get you beat by a few decades." He narrowed his eyes at you.
"And doing shit like this? Getting hurt like this? Pretty damn childish if you ask me."
You wilted a bit, twiddling your fingers in your lap silently.
He wasn't wrong... but you weren't the only Spidey that didn't take things seriously all the time.
Like that one who had that Deadpool guy shoved up his ass.
Literally, you sometimes joked. It never ceased to make the guy blush, much to your delight.
Like you were blushing now, red as the parts on his suit...
"I don't mean to... not all the time, I just--"
One of his eyebrows shoots up. "What do you mean all the time? You get hurt on purpose?"
You jolted, realizing how you just let that slip.
"I, uh--I just--what I meant was..." You fumble for the words.
"What the hell are you thinking?!" He snapped, his voice turning as stern as... well, what you assume a drill instructor sounded like.
"Hurting yourself on purpose? What kind of logic goes behind that? What, you trying to get yourself killed?!"
You flinched under the onslaught of words.
"Because kid, if you think that getting yourself hurt will get you out of missions like cutting school, then I don't want to see you in my med bay at all!"
"I--"
"What kind of reckless bullshit is that? If you do this shit intentionally, then you shouldn't be in the Spider Society at all, kid--"
"I do it to come see you, you asshole!" You snap back, unable to take his criticism.
He falls silent, wide-eyed as you continue.
"And stop calling me kid! You think that shit doesn't piss me off? I've tried getting your attention, but the only way you ever look at me is when you're treating me!" You say, everything you've kept bottled up for the past six months reaching its boiling point.
"You never leave the med bay, and when you do--once in a blue fucking moon--is when you go get food from the cafeteria or go talk to Miguel! You never do anything else! Franky, it worries everyone! Not just me! It freaks out fucking Lyla, Med! Lyla!"
You continue to blow it all out. He could swear he could almost see steam coming off of you, like an angry kettle boiling.
"You never talk to anyone other than Miguel or Lyla, except when you're fucking treating someone! I just--I wanted to--You--"
Your shoulders slump and you suddenly deflate.
"You don't... I don't... I can't just--"
He sat silently, staring at you as you reached up, digging the heels of your palms into the lenses of your suit, as if that really did anything to help the tears that wanted to come out.
Fuck, you were one of the emotional ones.
For once, the word "kid" didn't come out of his mouth. Your name did.
And when he said it, he was... gentle. His tone fragile.
"If you've seen what I have... done what I have... you'd understand."
"I may not understand it all, but I want to! I just don't know how to talk to you if I'm not bleeding from somewhere!" You retorted, slapping your hand on the mattress for emphasis.
"You won't even look at me." You say quietly. "Not unless you're patching me up."
He listens to you now, and... shit. Fuck.
He was feeling things.
Feelings. Feelings he hadn't realized he was even feeling until you fessed up.
Feelings he hadn't felt since before he was shipped out.
Before...
Shit, is that why you annoyed him so much? Is that why his skin prickled when he touched you?
This wasn't... he couldn't...
He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve... someone like you. Plucky, happy, so full of life.
And here you were, pouring out everything that's been on your mind, everything about him. And it was breaking his heart.
His hands were moving before either of you even realized it.
He helmet and mask were ripped off and tossed to the floor, the metal clanking a bit too loud. Your mask joined his on the tile, eyes as big as saucers as his mouth found yours, desperate and hungry.
God... you wanted to keep yelling at him but having the mouth of the man you've been pining for for months on yours threw all sense out the window; your hands pawed at each other greedily.
His hands slid around your waist, down, gripping your ass and pulling you against him, grinding his hips into yours with a groan.
Fuck, he was already getting hard. It's been so long...
He rolled the bulge in his pants against your throbbing heat, earning a weak moan from you as his mouth moved down, biting at the skin that shielded your leaping pulse, lips placing frantic kisses at the curve of your jaw, beneath your ear as he continued to grind into you, coaxing himself to full mast as fresh pulses of arousal ping around your stomach like a pinball machine.
His hastily tears his gloves off and drops them on the bed, fingers fumbling for the zipper on the back of your suit.
He tugs it down as you arch yourself against him, pressing your chest against his.
He peels it down to your waist like he's done it a hundred times; and groans deeply when he sees you weren't wearing a bra.
"Fucking hell." He growled, reaching out to pinch and roll your nipple with one hand, while groping your ass with another as your mouths crash together again, all teeth and tongue and just sheer desire.
His kisses were almost like punches, ripping the air and moans from your throat.
If his kisses were punches, you really were feeling punch-drunk right about now.
"Peter." You gasp when he bites at your bottom lip.
He stills for a moment, his mouth at the curve of your neck and shoulder.
"Say my name again." He growled, his voice heady with lust.
He bites down on the soft skin, sending sharp jolts of pleasure arcing through your bloodstream.
"Peter!" You moan breathlessly.
He leans you back, moving to place open-mouthed kisses to your collar bone, licking and nipping as he went, one of his hands groping at your left breast as his teeth close around the nipple on your right.
You moaned out loud as his mouth greedily latched on, his tongue swirling and his teeth pinching your nipple ferociously, trailing his lips across your chest to your other neglected nipple.
"Fuck--" You squeak, feeling his hand reach down to cup your clothed sex.
He could feel the heat there roll off in waves right into his palm, a slight dampness sticking through to his skin.
He groaned into your tit before popping free.
"Lift your hips for me, sweetheart."
You comply, letting him pull your suit down the rest of the way, careful of your bandaged ankle, even if it wasn't hurt that badly.
He hissed out a sigh between his teeth when he laid eyes on your wet and puffy sex, glossy from your arousal; the hair just above cut into a small heart.
God damn, you weren't wearing underwear, either.
Did you always wear your suit like this? One bad rip away from bearing it all...
The thought of you fighting like this, your suit getting torn juuuust right had his cock leaking at the mental image.
He didn't waste any time, his mouth immediately went in, his tongue stroking your folds before thrusting and twirling your clit.
He reminded himself of the things he'd done before.
'Same old song and dance, remember what you learned...'
And damn did he like how you were squirming.
His hair wasn't long enough to grip, a short, military buzz cut that he kept out of habit. His eyes glazed in the most gorgeous way as they locked glances with yours as his mouth devoured you like he was a starving man.
He lifted his mouth off of you, his chin shiny and slick.
"Fuck, you're so wet. D'you always get like this?" He hissed out, gliding his fingers through your folds, before plunging into your depths and curling in the most delicious way.
You nod, whimpering needily. "C-can't help it... ah--always g-get like this..."
"You're like a goddamned fountain. All this for me?" He breathed, kissing the little dip of your hip bone as he continued to fuck you with his hand, kneeling between your legs like a man kneeling before his god.
And, hell, you were already so close, his long thick fingers worked wonders inside, stroking that little spot inside that had your vision going dark at the edges.
You clawed desperately at him, at the sheets, gripping your hair as you cried out, your orgasm rapidly approaching.
Any woman dumb enough to pass this Peter Parker up was a fucking dumbass. They were missing out.
"P-P-Peter--" You babble out, whimpering pathetically.
"That's it..." He urges you quietly, shifting his body so his mouth was at the shell of your ear, his hand not moving from out of your cunt.
He pressed the heel of his palm into your clit, rolling it in time with your hips and the crook of his fingers as your orgasm crested.
"Good girl... let it out."
You whined loudly, ripping at the green uniform he wore over his suit as your climax slammed into you, your muscles squeezing his fingers so tightly he swore you could probably break them; more of your juices gushing out and soaking his hand and the sheets below.
He breathed heavily into your skin as he slowly moved his fingers, helping you ride out your orgasm until you were calm.
"Fuck." You panted, dropping your head onto the mattress.
"Oh, it'll happen." He sighs, giving you a smirk that creases the corners of his eyes.
You watch as he palms the bulge in his pants, and your hands tug on his shirt.
"Ah, I... c... can I..?" You blunder.
"Sure can, sweetheart." He all but purrs. "Be mindful of your ankle."
You give him a wet hungry kiss before switching places with him, helping him undress and kneeling between his legs.
And the sight that greeted you sent a fresh throb to your cunt.
His cock looked about seven inches, and the girth was enough to make your head spin. Veins swirled up the shaft, his tip vivid and leaking as you gripped it, your fingertips barely touching.
You give him a few pumps, your toes curling at the sounds he let out.
"You ever do this before? I should have asked..." he panted down at you, eyes locking with yours as you kissed his weeping tip.
"Yeah. I've done it a few times." You say.
You're worried about how he'd take that, knowing you weren't exactly innocent. But the look on his face and the way he bites his lip quashes your worries.
"Shit. Alright, babydoll. You lead on this one." He groaned.
You shove down the grin you want to make, instead settling for swallowing his cock as deep as you could, your jaw already straining at the stretch of him. You were really happy you didn't have a gag reflex, right now. Your exes were more than happy to abuse that fact.
You shake of the thought when you hear his voice grow shaky, his fingers gripping in your hair as you bob your head.
"Oh fuck..."
You stroke with your tongue, jerking him with your hand each time you pulled back, the salty taste of his precum coating your tongue.
You weren't afraid to get a little messy, letting saliva drip down to help lubricate your fist, the sounds of you sucking him off and the noises he was making filling the suite rivaling only the raunchiest of porn videos you've perused on the internet.
You weren't the best at blowjobs, but you liked to think you were pretty good.
Your hand cupped his balls gently, as you kept pulling your head back and pushing back down, feeling them tighten in your palm.
"Ah, fuck--" He moaned. "I'm gonna... fuck!"
He tried to pull you back, he really did, but you were a woman on a mission and he just couldn't resist your drive and focus on the task at hand.
He emptied his cock down your throat, his teeth gritting tightly as he tipped his head back, eyes screwed shut and sweat dripping down his brow.
He was stupid as fuck for not noticing how you were looking to him these past few months.
You pull off of him with a lewd pop, and kiss his tip one last time before resting your chin on one of his knees.
You batted your eyelashes and smiled up at him.
"You still alive?" You teased.
He looked down at you and shook his head, petting your hair affectionately.
"You're a little shit. C'mere."
You squeak and giggle when he pulls you up, pressing you down into the sterile-smelling bedding as his mouth finds yours again, tongues dancing as you card your nails through his short hair.
He groans again, a noise you wanted to hear a lot more often.
You part your legs for him, grinning into his mouth as you feel his cock pressing against you, still rock hard and ready to go.
"Aww... you're pent up, huh?" You purr, licking the pulse in his neck.
"Keep it up and I won't give it to you." He growled.
You instantly lay back and bite your lip, looking up at him with a glimmer in your eyes that made his heart flip, being obedient.
His good girl.
Damn, he could get used to calling you that.
He could get used to seeing how your eyes rolled back as he sunk his cock into you with a slow grind of his hips.
"Fuck..." You moaned, the girth of his cock felt bigger inside you than it did in your palm, the stretch toeing the line between painful and pleasurable as you felt the drag of his shaft inside your velvety walls.
He bottomed out inside of you, holding there, his hips flush against yours as he moans deeply in your ear.
"So fucking tight." He grunted, one of his arms next to your head, fisting the pillow as his other hand gripped at your hip, his fingers probably leaving bruises in their wake.
"I... I'm not gonna lie. Fuck, I don't think I'm gonna last long."
It made him feel a little inadequate, sure, but he wasn't gonna lie to you. It had been ages since he'd last had sex with somebody, and the feel of your mouth and tight pussy were enough to drive any man insane.
"Don't care. Keep going..." You whine, your nails digging into his shoulders as you kiss his jaw.
His eyes rolled back and he turned his head so his mouth could meet yours as he pulled himself out almost entirely, before slamming into you, knocking the breath out of your lungs.
He set a rough and brutal pace for himself, burying his nose in your hair and breathing deeply as he gets lost in your cunt shivering at your nails scratching down the muscles in his back, leaving angry red marks.
You felt tears prickle in your eyes as his cock punched you mercilessly, gliding in and out of your slick walls as he grunted and panted in your ear with wild desperation.
"Oh god, oh fuck--" You squeak out as he takes your hips in both of his hands and pulls you up, pistoning in and out of you like a machine.
He's all but bent in half as he says things to you in your ear, filthy praises about how good you feel around him, how sweet you are, his good you taste, how much better you feel wrapped around him than his own fist.
It was enough to send your head into a tailspin.
"My good girl." He grunted, biting softly at your ear lobe.
You shudder, your muscles clenching around him at what he said, and he makes what can only be described as a whining sound as he slaps his hips into yours, almost disoriented as he pumps you full, fucking you through his orgasm as he paints your velvet walls a sheen of white.
You're both breathing heavy, sweaty, and hot as his cock twitched with the remnants of his almost mind-numbing orgasm.
"Shit." He hissed. "You didn't--"
"I'm fine." You mumbled, brain still fuzzy from the ferocity in which he fucked you.
"Uh-uh." He sighs, keeping his softening cock sheathed inside you as he brings his fingers to your swollen clit, desperately circling the swollen bundle of nerves.
"Wan' you to cum on my cock. Come on, babydoll." He said through gritted teeth, feeling your walls flutter around him.
Your thighs squeezed against his hips as his fingers worked feverishly at your clit, his hips rolling into yours lazily as he dragged his barely half-hard cock in and out, adding extra stimulation.
Your second orgasm came harder than the last one, your whole body almost seizing up as you clawed at his shoulders, your hands falling to grip at his biceps as you babbled incoherently, mumbling his name as you gushed around him, his eyes rolling back at the sensation.
"That's it, sweetheart..." He praised, watching you come undone beneath him.
He dropped down on his elbows, his arms on either side of your head as he caged you in, giving you soft kisses, his lips spelling silent "I love you's" all the way down your neck and back up again.
He rolled off of you, pulling out and tucking you against him as you both basked in the afterglow, feeling small bits of his cum dripping out of you.
"Hey, doc...." You say affectionately, your fingers trailing circles lazily on his chest.
"Hm?" He hummed, his hand toying with your hair.
"What am I gonna do about my sprained ankle?"
"Hnh." He grunted softly.
"Gonna need some bed rest, I think. Here in the med bay, to be safe."
"Oh? And you're gonna take care of me?" You giggle innocently.
"Somebody has to make sure you don't exacerbate your injury."
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