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Chapter 11!! I’m very sorry but I’m taking full advantage of the AU here. I do know this is not at all how to take care of a tattoo but I seem to have massage on the brain this week and it didn’t even occur to me until it was too late so I'm sorry but they’ll just have to live in an AU whereby tattoos heal differently

Betting It All On Love

The suite was as quiet as a mouse late into midmorning. Both couples, finally settled in their relationships, had actually managed to get a decent amount of rest; only bothering to move from their cocoons when they could no longer ignore their stomachs, and even then they didn’t go far.

The girls had been the first to get up, so when Eddie and Steve finally emerged from the bedroom, there was already a random assortment of foods strewn all over the coffee table. Steve and Chrissy sat on the plush rug, passing food up to Robin and Eddie who were sprawled out on the sofas, only getting up to join their partners when all of their bellies were full.

The foursome laid together chatting about their evening apart, Chrissy gushing over the proposal while Robin fondly rolled her eyes, although Steve could tell she secretly was pleased for them; and Robin regaling them with their night at the Glover’s. They’d had cocktails, far too many cocktails in Chrissy’s opinion, and Beth had regaled Robin with stories about the antics they had got up to on their cheerleading trips.

Eddie was enthralled, listening intently to every word of the life he missed out on with his best friend. Steve could tell he would’ve liked to be there to hear it from the horse's mouth, but Eddie had him wrapped so tightly in his arms, pressing absentminded kisses to his temple and playing with their rings as he shifted his grasp on Steve; their legs wrapped so tightly together Steve wasn’t sure he’d even be able to get up without falling face-first into the coffee table, so he felt that maybe Eddie wasn’t entirely disappointed either.

Eventually, they lapped into a contented silence, happy to just be together watching the sun beat down on the strip through the windows. Steve thought it’d be nice for them all to go home and make it their weekend thing to just spend lazy Sunday mornings curled up together, chatting about the intricacies of their week and doing nothing for a few hours.

He hadn’t even realised he'd been so relaxed that he’d dozed off until he awoke with the worst crick in his neck. Eddie stirred underneath him when he had accidentally flinched whilst rolling his neck, trying and failing to get the pain to ease.

“Sit up, and I’ll rub that for you,” Eddie offered, and no way was Steve going to turn down the opportunity to have Eddie’s hands on him.

Except Chrissy made a quiet disgruntled noise, “Ah, hon, I wouldn’t do that if I were you” she warned.

“Whaddya mean?” Eddie asked, affronted.

“Eddie, darling, my beloved best friend, I love you but, unfortunately for you, you’re the worst at massages,” she told him empathetically, as Robin snorted a laugh from under her arm.

“Am not!” Eddie squawked.

Chrissy snorted and raised her eyebrows, “No? Remember when Ronan dropped me? The PT sent me home with those stupid exercises, and you said “If it’s hurting I can massage it for you” I swear my neck still hasn’t recovered,” she teased, looking over to Steve, “Unfortunately your husbands got talon fingers, so if you want your muscles to still work, don’t let him anywhere near you!”

Steve had to bite the inside of his mouth to keep from smiling too broadly, as Eddie huffed and threw himself dramatically back against the arm of the couch.

“Y’know insteada bickering we could just take advantage of the fact that his hotel has one of the fanciest spas in the country?” Steve reasoned.

“Oooh, spa day!” Chrissy squealed at the same time Robin grouched, “Ugh, spa day!”

It wasn’t that Robin was really opposed to the whole spa experience, in fact, once she actually got into the spirit of it she really enjoyed getting pampered, she just needed to seem reluctant to join in. He had tried to explain that it wasn’t selfish to do something to make herself feel good every once in a while, but it was like she just couldn’t accept it, always grumbling something about her parents and never really wanting to talk about it. Not that it stopped him from affectionately bullying her into experiences he knew she loved but would never choose to do for herself.

Steve had been surprised when the receptionist had told them to come right down, but when he was promptly handed a mimosa and directed into a hot tub, he wasn’t exactly going to complain.

He sighed heavily as the bubbles and the steam worked their magic, relaxing him from the inside out. Chrissy seemed to be the only one enjoying the experience with him, giggling happily as she poked him in the thigh with the tip of her toe. Robin was still pretending to be blighted and Eddie seemed to have gone suddenly shy since they'd been asked to remove all their jewellery, his arms crossed tightly over his chest watching sullenly as Steve's leg reached across the hot tub to poke Chrissy back, making her squeal with delight.

Steve reached down to take Eddie’s hand but found it was gripping tightly onto the edge of the seat, so he changed course and put his hand on his knee instead, leaning heavily into his space and planting a quick kiss on his cheek, “Y’okay?” he asked, but Eddie only nodded solemnly and just as Steve opened his mouth to ask what was wrong their names were called, and before he knew it he was laid out on a table next to Eddie in a room full of candles and essential oils, getting every knot in his body dissolved until he felt like he was floating on a cloud.

The masseurs left the room eventually and Steve found it took real effort to even lift his head, so he could turn to look at Eddie, who was already facing Steve, but his eyes were closed and, if the soft snores and drool pouring out the side of his mouth was anything to go by, was already fast asleep. He took the opportunity to close his eyes too, he wasn’t sure what Eddie and Chris had planned for the rest of their trip, but he hoped maybe they could spend the evening doing whatever Eddie wanted to do, just so they could put a smile back on his face.

He awoke when his name was softly called as he was manoeuvred into a giant fluffy dressing gown, helped to his unsteady feet and guided down a corridor, the only thing keeping him from a total state of bliss was being unable to see Eddie, but it wasn’t long before he was reunited with his three companions.

They were all lounging by a huge pool, steam rising steadily from its surface. Chrissy looked lost in the amount of fabric she was wrapped in, especially as she poked her tongue out as far as it would reach, trying to reclaim the straw poking out of her fruity cocktail. Robin didn’t look like she had to energy to hold anything, practically moulded into the sun lounger below her, glancing at Steve out the corner of her eyes, so she wouldn’t have to move her head.

Eddie smiled sleepily at him, patting the empty sun lounger next to him, practically waiting with his name on it, but it’d been ages since he’d had a proper swim and the water looked too good to resist. Leaning over Eddie he kissed him deeply, tangling his fingers into his bun with one hand and undoing the tie on his dressing gown with the other before in one swift motion he released Eddie, threw the fluffy towelling over his feet and within three strides threw himself into the water, diving in as graceful as a dolphin, as he’d always been.

The water felt amazing against his skin, but his muscles were too relaxed to do more than a few laps and he didn’t want to get out, but he also didn’t want to be so far from Eddie, so he swam up to the side where they were laid watching him, and called out, “C’mon guys, the water's great!”

Chrissy darted up like she wanted to get in but leaned slowly back against the chair as Robin flopped a dismissive arm at him. Eddie was just staring dazedly at his chest, seemingly tracing water droplets as they dribbled down his chest. Steve took it as a win, he’d always received the most attention as a teen when his adoring fans had been watching him glide up and down.

He was just considering getting out and going to sit in Eddie's lap when Robin purposefully cleared her throat, giving him a look that said don't you dare! Which was fair enough but if he wasn't allowed to ravish his husband, the least she could do was entertain him, “Bobbie,” Steve whined, splashing water at her, successfully landing a stream of water against her legs.

She scowled and sighed heavily, “You’re not gonna stop until I get in, are you?”

Steve put on his best puppy dog eyes, the ones he knew she couldn’t ignore, “S’lonely in here all by myself,” he pouted.

She raised her eyebrows, glared at him for a second and threw herself out of the chair, hurling the dressing gown off her shoulders and dashing at him, “You’re gonna regret that Steeby” she yelled, cannonballing into the water. Surfacing quickly to chase him around the pool, splashing him in the face whenever she caught up with him. “Not showing off now!” she cackled, and she jumped on his back and pushed him under the water, enjoying tugging each other into the depths until they’d worn themselves out, Robin calling time as she hacked water out of her lung.

Chrissy was sitting up watching them, like a puppy stuck behind patio doors watching other dogs play, “Come join us,” Steve called, he didn’t want her to feel like she couldn’t join in if she wanted to. She got up, immediately flicking her dressing gown excitedly into her vacant seat, and then glanced at Eddie and sat straight back down.

“It’s fine, you go,” Eddie muttered, playing with a loose strand on the tie of his robe, purposefully not looking at any of them.

“S’fine, I don't mind,” Chrissy mumbled back, picking her drink back up.

“What’s going on?” Steve asked, because the more he thought about it, the more he realised Eddie had been in a weird mood since he’d suggested they go to the spa. Admittedly, he hadn’t thought much of it when he’d seen Eddie’s trunks were brand new, most people bought new clothes when they were going on holiday, but maybe?

“Nothing,” they both answered far too quickly, Chrissy now not looking at them either as Robin swam over to join him by the side of the pool.

Steve glanced between them both and was about to let it go when Eddie sighed heavily, “I can’t swim,” he admitted to his hands, “I had lessons, four years worth but…” he trailed off with a shrug.

Steve suddenly felt terrible for showing off. He pushed himself out of the water, throwing on his robe and waving Chrissy into the water, waiting for her elegant splash before sitting himself down on the end of Eddie’s lounger, pulling his feet into his lap, listening to the girls giggling as he thought how best to broach such a topic.

It was obviously something he was self-conscious about, and he didn't want to make it worse, but it was something he needed to know. Summers learning to surf wouldn’t be possible if Eddie was terrified of water.

Luckily, Eddie saved him from trying to start the conversation, “I can swim, like I won’t drown if you throw me in there, but I’m not good at it,” he muttered.

Steve nodded in understanding, not everyone was a strong swimmer and it wasn’t something to be ashamed of, “Robin’s not a strong swimmer either,” Steve told him, effectively snapping Eddie’s attention to him

“She’s not?” Eddie asked in disbelief.

“No, have you not being watching her?” Steve asked with a breathy chuckle. Eddie did look around him then, watching Robin as she squealed and kicked wildly, barely keeping her head above the water.

Eddie looked back at Steve with a furrow between his brow, “What’s she doing in there then?” he asked like it was the stupidest thing she could possibly do.

“She loves it! Plus she knows she’s perfectly safe,” Steve admitted, smiling gently at Eddie.

He watched Eddie process what he'd said, watched the minute expressions as he thought about it, dazedly watching Robin over his shoulder, “But you’re not watching her,” Eddie murmured.

Steve smiled a little cockily, shrugged nonchalantly, “I know where she is.”

It’d just been something he had found himself scarily good at, whether through instinct or practice, he couldn’t honestly say. The first summer after Billy had moved to Hawkins, it was like he was trying desperately trying to prove something to himself, hitting on as many girls as humanly possible, nearly getting himself fired on several occasions.

All the while he had actually been stalling, hanging around and waiting for Billy to see him flirting with whatever pretty brunette had caught his eye, as he came out to take over his shift. Billy would do it too, like they were simultaneously in some weird competition with each other and at the same time trying not to spend too long in each others proximity.

Strangely, all the not paying attention to the pool had actually made him a better lifeguard, like he could use his peripheral and hearing to recognise where people were, could pinpoint an accident waiting to happen better when it didn't have his undivided attention.

“How?” Eddie asked, a little starry eyed.

“Swim team co-captain for three years, lifeguard for five,” Steve admitted, scratching the back of his neck, for all his prowess he didn’t actually want him to feel like he was rubbing it in his face.

“C’mon Teddy,” Chrissy yelled from the shallow end of the pool.

“Evie won’t let anything bad happen to you,” Robin chimed in.

“You don’t have to,” Steve cautioned, “We can just cuddle up here,” he offered.

Except Eddie had already set his shoulders like he was determined not to let something spoil his good time, and Steve wasn’t about to argue with him.

They ended up having a lot of fun, playing Marco Polo, eventually venturing into deeper water when Robin and Eddie wanted to play chicken. Steve did have a moment of panic when Robin pushed Eddie backwards off of his shoulders, but when Eddie came up laughing and demanding vengeance, Steve was more than happy to breathe a sigh of relief.

When Chrissy was retying her hair after Robin had nearly tugged out a chunk of it trying to save herself from crash landing in the water, Chrissy had lost the tie and while the three of them debated who should have to go down to fetch it, Steve just dunked himself under the water and brought it back with a grin.

Except instead of Chrissy being able to tie her hair back up, Robin snatched it from his fingers and flung it into the water, turning it into some weird game of fetch. Even Eddie had a go whenever it got flung into shallower waters but eventually the girls ended up in the deep end of the pool and were so caught up in whatever they were chatting about they hadn’t noticed they’d left Eddie behind.

Steve didn’t want to ruin their fun or draw any unnecessary attention to the fact that they’d been separated, so he casually scooped Eddie into his arms, making him laugh

“Having a good day?” Steve asked as he secured Eddie’s arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his bicep.

Luckily for Steve, Eddie took it as him being romantic, which he supposed it was in a way, “Mhmm,” Eddie hummed, locking his own legs around Steve’s waist, “Are you?”

Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie’s back and started casually walking into the deeper water, “I’m having a wonderful day, I’m with you,” he declared, humming happily as Eddie kissed him, using the distraction to tread water over to their friends, Eddie only realising what he’d done when his back hit the pool wall.

He narrowed his eyes playfully at Steve in a I know what you just did way but he didn’t look upset by it, just snuggled closer into Steve as he held onto the side of the pool to make sure his legs wouldn’t get too tired.

Chrissy seemed to notice as she glanced up to the top of the pool, but other than an apologetic look, she didn’t draw attention to it. She did, however, thank Steve when they finally got out of the pool, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and giving his cheek a quick peck as Robin and Eddie got further into their discussion about working hours and the blight of capitalism.

The foursome eventually headed back to the suite, intending to order room service for a late lunch but got back to find someone had left a message. Steve tried not to listen but although the space was large it wasn’t big enough not to hear Charlie’s voice coming through the speaker after the beep, “Chrissy!” Charlie cheered, followed by a purposefully flat, “Brother mine!” making them all laugh. “Just wondering if I’d be seeing you before you head home tomorrow? I know you’re both grossly in love, but spare five minutes for your favourite sibling?” Charlie pleaded.

Steve could practically hear the puppy dog eyes and tried to focus on that because if he thought too much about spending a night without Eddie, or about going home, he thought he might just sit in a ball and bawl like a baby.

“I’m performing tonight,” Charlie announced flirtatiously, “Come down, you can finally meet Riley,” they added, and even Steve could hear how they were trying not to make it sound like a big deal and how much it obviously was a big deal that Eddie met his sibling's partner or at least partner to be. “Bring the spouses, of course!” Charlie tacked on, and it was impressive how they sounded simultaneously like it was obvious that they should be there but needed to use a faux exasperation to make sure they knew their partners were welcome.

Steve thought it must’ve been tough while they’d both been with Carver’s, he doubted either of them had been very warm to or accepting of Charlie; he wondered absently if that was one of the reasons Charlie had upped and moved across the country, hoped maybe he’d get a chance to ask.

It sounded like they were about to hang up when the phone crackled, “Oh,” Charlie yelled like they’d forgotten something, “You better have proposed, Teddy, or I’m doing it for you! If I have to tell you again how in love with you, he is, I might hurl,” Charlie really did sound exasperated that time and Steve wondered just how many pep talks Eddie had needed. The couple smiled at each other across the space until Eddie blushed and looked away as Charlie signed off, “Okay, love you both. Kisses.” Beep.

It was a lot of emotions for a message that lasted less than a minute. For as much as it had ended on a high, Steve couldn’t help the sinking feeling in his chest. He knew they were leaving, he and Robin were heading home themselves the day after, but the thought of actually going home terrified him because what if things weren’t the same? What if they went home and fell out of love as fast as they’d fallen in?

What if Eddie had only fallen for him because of some kind of Nevada magic? And whatever had put Eddie under its spell had only ever intended for them to be a holiday romance.

Or worse, what if Eddie did love him but something awful happened? What if he never saw Eddie again?

Steve could feel his breaths quickening and Eddie appearing at his side seemingly out of nowhere, made him jump out of his skin as Eddie lightly grazed his arm, but as Steve glanced up into those coffee ringed depths, so full of love and concern, Steve felt awful for even allowing those thoughts in. He knew Eddie loved him and even if there ever came a time when he didn’t, well, they could cross that bridge when they came to it.

Eddie pressed a grounding palm against his forearm, slipping his hand up to hold onto Steve’s elbow, tugging him gently but purposefully into his embrace, pressing their foreheads together, feeling all at once a comfort and a promise.

Robin declared loudly that her and Chrissy were going out to eat and that they’d be back later, offered for them to join without actually giving them the opportunity to agree, making them chuckle, and dragged a giggling Chrissy out of the suite. When he opened his eyes to thank her and tears dripped down his cheeks, she just smiled tightly and nodded, pulling the door gently closed behind her.

They both sniffled and kissed the tears off of each others faces, pulling closer, holding tighter, and Steve felt comfort in that knowledge that Eddie didn’t want to leave him as much as he didn’t want to leave Eddie. They kissed desperately, tugging hair and grasping waists and shoulders, never being able to keep their hands still.

Somehow they gravitated toward the sofa, Eddie flopping gracelessly down into the cushions, and it was only as he tugged on Steve’s hand for him to follow that it even registered in his consciousness.

It was only then that it hit him that this was probably going to be the last time they’d get to be together, completely sober, before they left Vegas, and the thought of it just being a quick thing on the couch made his stomach turn. He wanted the chance to worship every inch of Eddie, to map his body like a lost pirate, and have the memory of it, just in case.

Steve shook his head gently and watched Eddie spring to his feet before he even had chance to speak around the lump forming in his throat, “What’s wrong?” Eddie asked, hands hovering over Steve, wanting to touch but unsure he was allowed.

He swallowed hard, shook his head again, “Nothing’s wrong,” he whispered, taking Eddie’s hands in his and kissing along his knuckles, then up his hand and along his wrist.

Eddie pulled his arm away before Steve had chance to get any further, “Stevie,” he breathed, concern pulling his brows together.

Pulling their hands back between them, Steve looked deeply into Eddie’s eyes and whispered, “Take me to bed, baby. Please.” It came out whiny, but Steve couldn’t find it in himself to care, not when Eddie let go of one of his hands to cup his jaw and brush his thumb over his cheek.

Not when he nodded and whispered “Okay,” not when he smiled like that and started slinking backwards towards the bedroom, tugging Steve along after him.

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EDDARD STARK, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North,

His wife, LADY CATELYN, of House Tully,

Their children:

ROBB, the heir to Winterfell, fourteen years of age,

SANSA, the eldest daughter, eleven,

ARYA, the younger daughter, a girl of nine,

BRANDON, called Bran, seven,

RICKON, a boy of three,

His bastard son, JON SNOW, a boy of fourteen,

His ward, THEON GREYJOY, heir to the Iron Islands,

His siblings:

[BRANDON], his elder brother, murdered by the command of Aerys II Targaryen,

[LYANNA], his younger sister, died in the mountains of Dorne,

BENJEN, his younger brother, a man of the Night’s Watch,

His household:

MAESTER LUWIN, counselor, healer, and tutor,

VAYON POOLE, steward of Winterfell,

JEYNE, his daughter, Sansa’s closest friend,

JORY CASSEL, captain of the guard,

HALLIS MOLLEN, DESMOND, JACKS, PORTHER, QUENT, ALYN, TOMARD, VARLY, HEWARD, CAYN, WYL, guardsmen,

SER RODRIK CASSEL, master-at-arms, Jory’s uncle,

BETH, his young daughter,

SEPTA MORDANE, tutor to Lord Eddard’s daughters,

SEPTON CHAYLE, keeper of the castle sept and library,

HULLEN, master of horse,

His son, HARWIN, a guardsman,

JOSETH, a stableman and horse trainer,

FARLEN, kennelmaster,

OLD NAN, storyteller, once a wet nurse,

HODOR, her great-grandson, a simpleminded stableboy,

GAGE, the cook,

MIKKEN, smith and armorer,

His principal lords bannermen:

SER HELMAN TALLHART,

RICKARD KARSTARK, Lord of Karhold,

ROOSE BOLTON, Lord of the Dreadfort,

JON UMBER, called the Greatjon,

GALBART and ROBETT GLOVER,

WYMAN MANDERLY, Lord of White Harbor,

MAEGE MORMONT, the Lady of Bear Island.

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🪵 Welcome 🪵

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⛔️DNI ⛔️

Proshippers, racists, homophobic, anti-selfship, basically, go away if you’re a mean person.

Any type of Proshipper will be blocked. Please let me know if I reblog anything with this as I tend to go on reblog sprees and forget to check!

🏳️‍🌈 This blog is a safe space and a positive space for everyone so if you aren’t going to be nice then goodbye! 🏳️‍🌈

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Hello! Welcome to my tiny internet corner where I obsess over the most obscure, random and weird f/o’s that anyone could possibly have. My name is Clementine or Clem, I use she/her and they/them pronouns and am part of the LGBTQ+. I use self shipping as a coping mechanism for my autism, mental health and other life problems.

🪻F/O list can be discovered under the cat that you may take with you in your own self shipping journey 🪻

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🪵 F/O List 🪵

⭐️ - Current F/O/Uncomfortable With Sharing ATM

☀️ Romantic ☀️

Mackenzie Boyd - Emmerdale ⭐️

Sylus - Love And Deepspace ⭐️

Viktor Vektor - Cyberpunk 2077 ⭐️

Steve McGarrett - Hawaii Five-O

Danny Williams - Hawaii Five-O

Will Preston - Peak Practice

Henry - Firewatch

TC Callahan - The Night Shift

Griffin Munro - General Hospital

Harrison Chase - General Hospital

Zayne - Love And Deepspace

Matt Murdock - Daredevil

William Murdoch - Murdoch Mysteries

⛅️ Family 🌥️

Iggy Frome - New Amsterdam ⭐️

Lofty Chiltern - Holby City/Casualty ⭐️

Julia - Firewatch

Hamilton Finn - General Hospital

Drew Alister - The Night Shift

Brianna Holt - The Night Shift

Rick Lincoln - The Night Shft

Matt Casey - Chicago Fire

Sylvia Brett - Chicago Fire

Emily Grace - Murdoch Mysteries

☁️ Platonic ☁️

Krista Bell-Hart - The Night Shift

Kenny - The Night Shift

Gwen Gaskin - The Night Shift

Julia Ogden - Murdoch Mysteries

George Crabtree - Murdoch Mysteries

Thomas Brackenreid - Murdoch Mysteries

Karen Page - Daredevil

Claire Temple - Daredevil

Foggy Nelson - Daredevil

Jack Kerruish - Peak Practice

Beth Glover - Peak Practice

Delilah - Firewatch

❄️ Subject To Change…a lot ❄️

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Thank you for taking your time to read and have a fantastic day whoever you are and whatever you are doing!

#self shipping #self ship #self ship community #self shipping community #f/o list

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byneddiedingo · 1 year

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Matt Damon in The Martian (Ridley Scott, 2015)

Cast: Matt Damon, Jessica Chastain, Kristen Wiig, Jeff Daniels, Michael Peña, Sean Bean, Kate Mara, Sebastian Stan, Aksel Hennie, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Benedict Won, Mackenzie Davis, Donald Glover. Screenplay: Drew Goddard, based on a novel by Andy Wier. Cinematography: Dariusz Wolski. Production design: Arthur Max. Film editing: Pietro Scalia. Music: Harry Gregson-Williams.

Andy Weir's best-selling science fiction novel was one of the few that manage to emphasize science almost as much as fiction. The film version, being aimed at a somewhat less cerebral audience, doesn't quite keep that balance, but Drew Goddard's screenplay is an admirable effort to keep up with protagonist Mark Watney's (Matt Damon) determination to "science the shit out of" the problem of surviving after he has been marooned on Mars. And in an age when science has fallen afoul of politics, The Martian nobly attempts to bring some luster to this essential human endeavor. There is also a political undercurrent in the film, namely the hurdles that NASA administrator Teddy Sanders (Jeff Daniels) has to leap in order to achieve the rescue of his stranded astronaut. It's gratifying, too, to see so many actors of color -- Michael Peña, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Benedict Wong, Donald Glover, among others -- given key roles in the effort to rescue Watney, all of them allotted parts emphasizing their skill and intelligence. On the other hand, there were protests that the ethnicity of some of the characters in the film had been changed. In the novel, for example, the mission director is called Venkat Kapoor, and he is a Hindu. His first name is changed in the film to Vincent, and he's played by Chiwetel Ejiofor, the British actor whose parents were born in Nigeria -- the change is signaled by an explanation that his father was Hindu and his mother was a Baptist. One reason for such protests is that director Scott's previous film was Exodus: Gods and Kings (2014), in which all of the Egyptian and Middle Eastern characters were played by white actors like Christian Bale and Joel Edgerton, a continuation of an old Hollywood tradition that increasingly seems wrong-headed. Fortunately, in The Martian Scott kept the novel's prominent female roles, including mission commander Melissa Lewis (Jessica Chastain) and astronaut Beth Johanssen (Kate Mara).

#The Martian #Ridley Scott #Matt Damon

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asongoftinandfoil · 1 year

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Just got to the part of ACOK where everyone wants to marry Lady Hornwood, and this gets me every dang time.

Donella Manderly Hornwood has no agency. She's almost always called "Lady Hornwood," because of her husband's lands, not her family or history. She's identified by her property, practically synonymous with it. (Doesn't help that the land is called Hornwood, too.)

She loses her husband and son at the same time. While she's not destitute--Hornwood still has incomes to support her--she is just a symbol of the Hornwood lands and title.

Mors Umber, Wyman Manderly, Wylis Manderly, Leobald Tallhart and his son Beren, Larence Snow and the Glovers: everyone is after her for the land and title that belonged to her husband, not even hers in the first place.

I wonder if Donella ever wanted to marry Halys. He had a bastard younger than his true born son, suggesting he was less than satisfied with the marriage. What about her? What did she want?

And the one person she's interested in, Rodrik Cassel, is too lowly and doesn't have an heir besides Beth. If Rodrik were to marry her, they'd basically be setting up Beth Cassel to have the same problems in a few years.

This system that is so built on heirs, on trueborn sons and indisputable lineage, has to treat women as objects. Subjugation of women is just baked into the whole damn thing. If women have freedom, they might, idk. Have a bastard, or choose not to have children, or literally anything besides being a good lady and broodmare.

Donella Manderly is no more; she's just Lady Hornwood, the vessel by which the Hornwood title and lands are passed. And that is a tragedy that happens well before Ramsay comes into the picture.

#asoiaf #acok #donella hornwood #feminist reading #asoiaf meta

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ratbasement · 2 years

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Ten Characters, Ten Fandoms, Ten Tags

@noturbysshe tagged me, so of course I now need to unleash my favorite little guys (gender-neutral) on y‘all! Tbh I tend to simp more for real people, so not everyone on this list ist that dear to me - but maybe that‘s for the best, since it‘s mostly pathetic wet men.

* Willard / Willard (2003 Film): He‘s such a poor baby, I wanna pet him,, And the fact that he turns to rats as his only friends is precious, if I were a rat I would kill for him too. And Crispin Glover in the 2003 version?? The cutest.

* Woland / Master and Margarita (Book): An absolute menace written like a DeviantArt OC despite being created a decade ago. Honestly every slightly fun depiction of Satan gets easy entrance to my heart, but him and his chaotic crew take the cake.

* Rodion Raskolnikov / Crime and Punishment (Book, also some of the screen adaptions): Truly has no good qualities, always looks like a wet street kitten, will be miserable by choice. I just love watching my little trashfire unravel.

* Dr. Frank N. Furter / The Rocky Horror (Picture) Show (Film/Musical): A trendsetting bisexual icon. And while Tim Curry is just perfect, pretty much every performance of him has to slap because of the costume alone.

* Zuko / Avatar - The Last Airbender (Series/Comics): My first fictional crush and I still stand by it wholeheartedly <3

* Adrian / The Prescription (Zine): He seems like Will Wood was thinking ‚Hmm what if instead of brain damage drugs gave me the power to talk to dead people‘ and then just wrote him. Zero grip on reality, all the scrawny goth boy energy.

* Gogol / Gogol (Film Trilogy): A helpless little puppy I wanna adopt

* Beth / The Queen‘s Gambit (TV Series): Just look at her

* Raine Whispers / The Owl House: They are absolutely precious and I love their voice! Also a close call between Raine and Eda, esp. since they belong together.

* Carlisle / Twilight: I‘d rather not elaborate

To not draw any further attention to this list, I‘m not tagging anyone lmaoo

#it was a real struggle towards the end #honorable mentions: Jim from Treasure Planet (his little rat tail…)#Ratigan #the rat #(don‘t call him that though)#🐀

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mplaylistdiaries · 2 years

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January 2019

Summary: I had just started my final spring semester of college and I was barely hanging on going to my internship, classes, prepping for my last shows for the semester, going to my job, cutting out a very toxic friend out of my life, grappling with the unraveling of coming out not of my own accord to my parents, and so many other things that I didn’t even want to even start thinking about.

At the time I felt so small and scared about everything going on around me because I felt so ill prepared for the future. I had no idea what I should be doing and how I was going to even accomplish any of the things I wanted to do. Heck. I didn’t even know if I was going to even be able to achieve any of it.

It just all seemed so impossible and everyone else seemed to have some kind of plan for the future on what they were going to do next and excited about us all leaving. It felt like no one noticed how upset or sad I was about how our journey was coming to an end and we were all going to have to live out separate lives. Even though, that wasn’t true at all. It was still how I felt at the time and this playlist reflects all of my feelings at the time.

PLAYLIST LINK

Prologue by Into the Woods Company

The Bells of Notre Dame by David Ogden Stiers, Tony Jay, Paul Kandel, and Chorus

Newsies by Jermey Jordan & Newsies Company

Be Prepared by Jeremey Irons, Whoopi Goldberg, Cheech Marin, and Jim Cummings

Ignite by Casey Lee Williams & Lamar Hall

I Just Can’t Wait To be King by Jason Weaver, Rowan Atkinson, and Laura Williams

Last Surprise by Lyn

I’ll Make A Man Out Of You by Donny Osmond & Chorus

Life Will Change by Lyn

Smile by Casey Lee Williams & Jeff Williams

Seasons of Warfare by Buttercup

He Lives In You by Lebo M.

Seasons of Love by RENT Company

Simple & Clean by Hikaru Utada

Evermore by Dan Stevens

It’s My Turn by Jeff Williams ft. Casey Lee Williams

Watch What Happens by Kara Lindsay

Go The Distance by Roger Bart

Breathe by Mandy & In the Heights Company

Rivers in the Desert by Lyn

Defying Gravity by Idina Menzel & Kristin Chenoweth

This Time by Jeff Williams & Casey Lee Williams

Through Heaven’s Eyes by Brian Stokes Mitchell

The Heirtors of Arcadia by Silque

We Are One by Cam Clarke, Charity Sanoy, Ladysmith Black Mambazo

This Is My Idea by Swan Princess Cast

Honor to Us All by Lea Salonga, Beth Fowler, Marni Nixon, and Chorus

This Life is Mine by Casey Lee Williams

Good Little Girl/Bad Little Boy by Adventure Time, Donald Glover, Madeline Martin, Roz Ryan

Bad Reputation by Shawn Mendes

At The Beginning by Richard Marx & Donna Lewis

I Need To Know by Melissa Lyons & Alessandro Juliani

I See The Light by Mandy Moore & Zachary Levi

A Million Dreams by Zif Zaifman, Hugh Jackman, and Michelle Williams

What Am I To You by Adventure Time, Jeremy Shada, Olivia Olson, and Hynden Watch

Call It What You Want by Taylor Swift

You Can’t Stop the Beat by Elijah Kelley, John Travolta, Queen Latifah, Nikki Blonsky, Zac Efron, Amanda Bynes

How Does A Moment Last Forever by Celine Dion

Drift Away by Cristina See

Why by Ayaka

Beneath the Mask by Lyn

Reflection by Lea Salonga

The Path to Isolation by Jeff Williams & Casey Lee Williams

Never Enough by Loren Allred

Lost in Thoughts All Alone by AmaLee

I Won’t Say I’m in Love by Susan Egan, Cheryl Freeman, LaChanze, Vaneese Thomas, Lillias White

All Gummed Up Inside by Adventure Time, Jeremy Shada, John DiMaggio

Like To Be You by Shawn Mendes ft. Julia Micheals

You Will Be Found by Ben Platt, Kristolyn Lloyd, Will Roland, Laura Dreyfuss, and Dear Evan Hansen Cast

Show Yourself by Idina Menzel & Evan Rachel Wood

Wake up, Get up, Get out by Lyn

Days in the Sun by Beauty and the Beast Cast

All That Matters by Jeff Williams & Casey Lee Williams

Slow Dance With You by Babeo Baggins

Tightrope by Michelle Williams

The Triumph by Jeff Williams & Casey Lee Williams

#playlist #diaries #music #therapy

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When a promised job for Texan Michael fails to materialize in Wyoming, Mike is mistaken by Wayne to be the hitman he hired to kill his unfaithful wife, Suzanne. Mike takes full advantage of the situation, collects the money, and runs. During his getaway, things go wrong, and soon get worse when he runs into the real hitman, Lyle. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Michael Williams: Nicolas Cage Lyle from Dallas: Dennis Hopper Suzanne Brown: Lara Flynn Boyle Wayne Brown: J.T. Walsh Deputy Matt Greytack: Timothy Carhart Deputy Russ Bowman: Dan Shor Truck Driver: Dwight Yoakam Jim: Craig Reay Mr. Johnson: Vance Johnson Howard: Robert Apel Old Man: Bobby Joe McFadden Kurt: Dale Gibson Cashier: Ted Parks Receptionist: Babs Bram Doctor: Robert Guajardo Nurse: Sarah Sullivan Red Rock Bartender: Michael Ruud Truck Driver’s Buddy: Peter Kevin Quinn Country Girl Bartender: Jeff Levine Ted: Shawn Michael Ryan Jane: Barbara Glover Caretaker: Robert Beecher Caretaker’s Wife: Jody Carter Film Crew: Screenplay: John Dahl Associate Producer: Rick Dahl Producer: Steve Golin Executive Producer: Michael Kuhn Executive Producer: Jane McGann Producer: Sigurjón Sighvatsson Original Music Composer: William Olvis Director of Photography: Marc Reshovsky Editor: Scott Chestnut Art Direction: Don Diers Set Decoration: Kate J. Sullivan Casting: Carol Lewis Costume Design: Terry Dresbach Executive In Charge Of Production: Tim Clawson Associate Producer: Lynn Weimer Production Design: Robert Pearson Supervising Producer: Aron Warner Production Manager: Philip Rose First Assistant Director: Mike Topoozian Second Assistant Director: Michael McCue Post Production Supervisor: Vincent Landay Script Supervisor: Nancy Karlin Production Coordinator: Larry Shapiro Production Coordinator: Beth DePatie Assistant Production Coordinator: Jeff Caulfield First Assistant Camera: Karl Owens Camera Loader: Jon Massey Still Photographer: Suzanne Tenner Sound Mixer: Mark Weingarten Boom Operator: Yehuda Maayan Gaffer: Stephen Rocha Best Boy Electric: Robert Eyslee Electrician: Dana Arnold Electrician: Fred Gibson Electrician: Michael E. Gips Electrician: Raymond Gonzales Electrician: Peter Pearce Electrician: Gary W. Shaw Key Grip: Mark Shane Davis Dolly Grip: Levon Besnelian Additional Photography: Rohn Schmidt Property Master: Jonathan R. Hodges Hairstylist: Fríða Aradóttir Makeup Artist: Patty York Costume Supervisor: Lori Eskowitz Special Effects Coordinator: Frank Ceglia Special Effects: Mark R. Byers Special Effects Makeup Artist: John Carl Buechler Sculptor: Dean Gates Stunt Coordinator: Dan Bradley Stunts: Rick Barker Stunts: Charlie Carpenter Stunts: Scott Alan Cook Stunts: Dale Gibson Stunts: Don Ruffin Stunts: Keith Campbell Movie Reviews: Steve: A bit dated looking at it over 20 years later, but still entertaining. A slick neo-noir that helped revive the genre. John Chard: All Roads Lead To Intrigue. Red Rock West is directed by John Dahl who also co-wrote the screenplay with his brother Rick. It stars Nicolas Cage, Dennis Hopper, Lara Flynn Boyle, J. T. Walsh and Timothy Carhart. Music is by William Olvis and cinematography by Marc Reshovsky. When a promised job in Wyoming fails to materialise on account of an injury sustained in combat, Michael Williams (Cage) drifts into the town of Red Rock and is mistaken in a bar for a hit-man hired to kill an unfaithful wife. Tempted by the high cash on offer, Michael plays along and promptly finds himself in a web of intrigue from which escape is looking unlikely Welcome To Red Rock/You Are Now Leaving Red Rock. The studio didn’t know what to do with it, a neo-noir flavoured with contemporary Western spices. Put out on cable in America and thriving on its limited release in Europe, it started to gain a cult fan-base. More so after a theatre in the Frisco Bay area started showing it and it made considerable coinage. Today it still remains more of a cult piece than anything else, which while it deserves more accolades and exposure, is still kind of nice for the fans, because it’s like we have our ...

#bag of money #cemetery #criminal #gas station #gun #hitman #Money #motel #murder #neo-noir #oil rig #sheriff #Top Rated Movies #unemployment #USA #vietnam veteran #war injury #wyoming

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celtfather · 7 months

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Come Adventure With Me #281

Do you ever get nervous or anxious? Sometimes the toughest thing to do, to overcome your fear, is to just take those first steps forward. Come Adventure With Me is the title track to my brand new album inspired by the 1977 Rankin & Bass film, The Hobbit. You can learn all about it today on Pub Songs & Stories #281

0:20 - Marc Gunn “Selkie’s Life” from Come Adventure With Me

Learn more about Selkie and Call of the Sea in show #234.

3:57 - WELCOME TO PUB SONGS & STORIES

I am Marc Gunn. I’m a Sci F’Irish musician and podcaster living in Atlanta, Georgia. And I compost non-meat scraps.

Come Adventure With Me comes out on March 4

If you’re new to the show, please subscribe. You can do that PubSong.com or Just send me an email to follow@celtfather.

New Poll: What are your favorite songs on Come Adventure With Me?

Little River Video of “Wherever I May Roam”

New Merch Bundle: CD, Album Pin, Poster and Songbook for $90

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7:21 - UPCOMING SHOWS

MAR 9: Senoia Beer Company, Senoia, GA @ 7-10 PM

MAR 17: Wings Cafe & Tap House, Marietta, GA @ 3-7 PM

MAR 23-24: Sherwood Forest Faire, Paige, TX

MAR 28: Dragon Con Filk Music Concert w/Brobdingnagian Bards @ 8 PM

MAR 30-31: Sherwood Forest Faire, Paige, TX

Make sure you check the calendar on the Marc Gunn homepage to see the latest list of performances.

8:47 - Mànran "Crow Flies" from Ùrar

12:04 - JOIN THE CLUB

The show is brought to you by my supporters on Patreon. If you enjoy this podcast or my music, please join the Club. You get something new every week. It could be bonus podcasts, downloadable songs, printed sheet music, blogs, or stories from the road. Plus, you’ll get access to videos like my Coffee with The Celtfather video concerts. Email follow@celtfather !

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14:04 - THE STORY OF COME ADVENTURE WITH ME

1977 Rankin & Bass film, The Hobbit from In The ‘Verse podcast #2.2

Features Sam Gillogly on violin and Rich Brotherton on guitar

The original story behind “Come Adventure With Me” was published on Patreon.

First saw The Hobbit in 6th after moving to Texas from Maryland.

Inspired my Love of Dungeons & Dragons

Story of transformation and overcoming fear.

70’s songwriter feel with the minor chord change.

Come Adventure With Me

Lyrics and music Marc Gunn

There's a secret door to a hall unknown Inside are fears that Turn me to stone Do I step forward Or head back home Which is the path for me I raise my head and Take one step more The ground it shakes. I look back to the door Feel like I’m caught and stuck to the floor And so I cut myself free

* This world’s a treasure that is full of strife Every moment can enrich your life Just face your dragons with the edge of a knife It’s a better life you see Come adventure with me.

There are ugly goblins doing scary things Deep down in dungeons there are magic rings Live or die with the riddles we bring You’ll find your way through the dark My Precious life Has so many memories Fluttering birds, butterflies in trees My home is comfort, comfort is a breeze But there’s another way to live

So many wars. It’s an endless fight To slay our dragons that soar through our night But I’m no coward. I’ll do what is right. Before I make my way home. Now I’m back with stories that ring A truth That soars up on eagle wings Let’s not forget the songs elves sing Oh the joy that they bring!

25:25 - Marc Gunn “Come Adventure With Me” from Come Adventure With Me

29:54 - CLOSING

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