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chaotictarlos · 9 months

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tarlos fics by chaotictarlos

ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3

I know a lot of people are doing a rewatch soon so I thought I'd make a masterlist of my fics by season. These are only fics that go with episodes. If you want to read my other Tarlos fics you can check out my ao3: happygowriting

Season 1

the night we met || TK has finally said yes to being his boyfriend, to trying out the whole relationship thing ago. However, his happiness is short lived when he gets news about someone from his past.

Season 2

Mine || TK flirts with a bartender and Carlos takes him home to show him who’s boss.

Unprofessional || The morning before TK became Carlos’ “friend from work”.

Season 3

I'll be missing you || It’s been months since they’ve seen each other but the holidays have TK feeling lonely and needing Carlos. Even as he tries not to, he craves his touch and company.

back to you || 107 days since he had felt Carlos’s arms wrapped around him and it killed him every day he went without it. He missed the smell of Carlos’ cologne and how it always lingered after they hugged. He missed the feeling of Carlos kissing him awake, the way “good morning” always sounded extra special when it was coming from a sleep Carlos. He missed the way Carlos would make him feel safe and secure after a bad call. The way Carlos would look at him, soft eyes seeing right through him. But most of all he missed how he felt when he was with Carlos and how the world was made of colors again. Because without Carlos everything was gray and TK was just barely hanging on.

the one I want || TK gets Carlos to take his shirt off.

be okay || Carlos hears that there was a shooting with the 126 involved but doesn’t know TK’s okay

down to clown || TK makes it up to Carlos for bringing home a lizard.

A thousand times yes || TK and Carlos celebrate their engagement.

You took the best of my heart and left the rest in pieces || An exploration of emotions. The Breakup Era from Carlos' POV

Season 4

where do we go from here? - TK POV Coda || TK finds out Carlos' secret and they talk about it

how did we (i) get here? - Carlos Begins || A look at Carlos, from when he was younger to present. Or, in which I meant to write a Carlos POV Coda and wrote a Carlos begins and so much more.

And in your hands, is all of me - the parts I never let you have - Carlos POV Coda || Carlos has a secret he needs to tell TK, and it's killing him to get it out. Sequel to how did we (i) get here? Carlos POV coda to 4 x 01

All Night Long || TK has some feelings about seeing Carlos in plaid.

Waiting up for you || After the 126 gang goes home, TK waits up for Carlos who never comes home.

do you still want me like i want you? || TK can't get Carlos words out of his head. He can't help but feel maybe this is all a mistake and that Carlos is regretting saying yes to him.

"It's yours" || “TK,” he says softly. The two syllables of his name falling from Carlos’ lips is enough to get TK to move his feet and push into the room. Carlos reaches out and TK immediately grabs onto his hand, clinging to it desperately. When he feels Carlos’ warm skin under his, he lets out a sigh, his body relaxing.

Let me be your shoulder || Carlos struggles to let TK help.

beneath your hands, i come apart || TK gets his dessert and shows Carlos how much he loves him.

in the quiet with you || “We had the craziest call tonight,” TK says as he sets the table for dinner, freshly clean from his shower. “What was it about?” Carlos asks where he’s finishing up at the stove, dinner almost ready. “This man came in with his wife on a refrigerator dolly, hanging upside down, claiming that if she’s not upside down then she dies.” TK chuckles slightly, still amazed at the memory, setting out the various sauces and toppings for the tacos that Carlos has made.

you're all i need || TK and Carlos finally get a night to themselves to reconnect and relax after some hectic wedding planning.

these moments with you || A soft moment between TK and Carlos

off duty || Carlos is at home when he hears about an ambulance exploding.

after gala fun || Carlos and TK have some fun after the gala

Dreamy Officer Reyes and his Nincompoop || Carlos and TK have some roleplay fun.

A future without you is no future at all || Carlos and TK talk again later that night about kids and Carlos tells TK more about the fears that he has.

Lost in You || TK comes home making wife jokes and Carlos reminds him who he belongs to.

Pudding Punishment || Carlos faces some fun consequences to stealing the pudding.

after work conversations || Carlos ices TK's face while they talk about their day.

in sickness and in health || All Carlos has ever wanted is to love TK and live a life by his side, now that's threatened by yet another thing that he can't control.

Words left unsaid || Carlos deals with his grief after his father's funeral

Vacation Eyes || TK and Carlos start their honeymoon.

The Loft || TK and Carlos decide that they're going to stay home for their honeymoon instead of going someplace else.

#chaotic fics #911 lonestar #911 ls #911 lonestar fan fictions #tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #tk strand x carlos reyes #tk x carlos #tarlos fan fiction #season 1 #season 2 #season 3 #season 4 #911ls #911 ls fic #911 ls fan fic

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5-v-five · 10 months

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dimension x doesn't make any sense to me (and no, i'm not talking about the physics of that dimension - that's actually really cool and i'll talk about it later)

we all know the hc that mikey really spent weeks/months/years alone in dimension x, and truly, it's a fun, angst-inducing hc

BUT

there are just way way way too many pieces of conflicting evidence for me to really accept that hc (for myself at least).

for one, in s2e12, "the manhattan project: part one," when the bros first go through a portable kraang portal, the portal ends up closing right behind them due to an earthquake knocking it down/shutting it.

when they go through the portal, though, they end up sort of in limbo, where they can see different worlds through different Kraang portals. one of those worlds is, ofc, dimension x.

looking through the portal, you can tell that the limbo-sort-of-place is on the same time schedule as dimension x, as it takes a normal amount of time for the kraang to attack them

however, the limbo place is also on the same timeline as their original dimension, because as soon as the portal falls in that dimension, it closes behind them in the limbo one (if that makes sense).

but if the limbo dimension was synced with dimension x, then wouldn't they have more time to go back to their original dimension before the portal closed?

MOVING ON

ok so i'm not really sure which came first (i'm rewatching 2012 rn and i haven't gotten there yet) but there are two more instances i would like to point out: when the bros team up with the mutanimals, and leatherhead

let's start with the bros all teaming up with the mighty mutanimals. don't ask me for the exact context yet (again, i'm rewatching and haven't gotten that far yet) but i do remember that the bros were all in dimension x while the mutanimals distracted the kraang on earth.

in that episode, there is no way that the bros are in that dimension for weeks/months/years, even though the mighty mutanimals distract the kraang for (maybe) a few hours on earth. it just doesn't make any sense.

finally, moving on to leatherhead. we know that he went to dimension x around the end of season one, and he makes an appearance again around the end of season 2, in the episode "into dimension x." when the turtles reunite with him, he tells them that he's been in dimension x for "many decades."

now, i estimate that each season of tmnt 2012 takes place about a year apart (so if they're 15 in the beginning of s1, they're 16 in the beginning of s2, etc). if leatherhead leaves at the end of s1, and comes back around the end of s2, then he's been gone for about a year for the turtles (again, based on my estimation). i also estimate that by "many decades," he means around 6, or 60 years (according to google, the average lifespan of an alligator is anywhere from 30-50 years, but who knows what mutagen does - i said he spent around 60 years in dimension x bc it seemed like a good estimation).

so, with that logic, we have 1 year on Earth = 60 years on Dimension X.

that also means that 1 second on Earth = 60 seconds on Dimension X.

let's go back to mikey's adventure in dimension x.

the bros go in just about two seconds after him, which would mean that mikey was alone in dimension x for just about two minutes.

but how do you explain mikey's immense knowledge of dimension x in only two minutes? i have two very, incredibly reasonable explanations for this:

1 - mikey is a genius / incredibly adaptable / terrifyingly competent - this one just kind of makes sense to me, even if he doesn't act that smart in the regular show. i really think that mikey is incredibly smart, just not in ways most people recognize

OR, my personal favorite...

2 - dimension x doesn't operate on a linear timeline. i mean, think about it - it's physics are all messed up, so why wouldn't its time be? it's very possible that dimension x's timeframe shifts occasionally / randomly, and there's no real way of predicting it. idk if i'm explaining this right so let me elaborate - if dimension x speeds up or slows down at random moments, then it could be that mikey spent years in dimension x in the two seconds that his brothers were on earth. it's also possible that, much like how gravity affects time in our solar system, certain people perceive time in dimension x differently, if that makes sense. (this is where it gets a little murky, so bear with me). without his brothers, mikey could very well have felt like he was trapped in dimension x for hours or years, but once his brothers got there, it slowed down for him. leatherhead could have felt like decades went by while he was fighting/in captivity of the kraang. time in dimension x could be influenced by your situation

*all of this is not to say that i don't like the mikey-angst-dimension-x hc - i just think it's really interesting how dimension x relates to earth in the show. i also think that a lot of these uncertainties come from lazy or inconsistent writing, but the writing of 2012 does leave a lot to be desired sometimes (but that's a whole other rant).

anyway, i definitely didn't mean for this to get so long, so thanks for reading all of this!! :)

#also if any of this doesn't make any sense... it's finals week and i'm tired/stressed #but yeah dimension x is always swirling around in my brain somewhere #tmnt #tmnt2012 #dimension x #idk how this got so long but it is what it is ig

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tardis--dreams · 2 years

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I really have to work on my thesis so here's a list of all the dramas I've watched this year and a summary of my most beloved blorbos

• 오징어 게임 - Squid Game: watched once in January. Loved it a lot but couldn't rewatch because it was too heavy for me at the time.

• 쓸쓸하고 찬란하神-도깨비 - Goblin/Guardian the Lonely and Great God: watched once in February/March, cried every episode, need to rewatch soon

• 괴물 - Beyond Evil: You may not have noticed but i have developed some sort of unhealthy obsession with it. Watched it 5 times in total within the span of eight months. 3 times in April, once in July/August once in November. Nothing will ever compare. It changed my brain chemistry. Got the script books despite probably only knowing like 15% of the vocabulary in there but can read them effortlessly because i know the entire show by heart.

• 무브 투 헤븐: 나는 유품정리사입니다 - Move to Heaven: watched it completely once in April. My nose got sore from crying too much. Sometimes i rewatch an episode just to feel something. Beautiful.

• 악마판사 - The Devil Judge: watched 4.5 times so far. 3 times in May/June, once in September/October and got halfway through my fourth rewatch in December (and will continue that eventually). I am obsessed. Absolutely, utterly Obsessed. Second drama i got the script books because i love it so much.

• 나의 해방일지 - My Liberation Notes: watched once in June and fell in love. Very high on my to rewatch list and if they release a script book I'd absolutely try to get that as well!

• 해피니스 - Happiness: Watched twice. First time within the span of 3 days in June/July. I had Corona and was isolating and dreamed about it every. goddamm. night. The whole "what do we do with the infected? Should we throw them out or kill them?" really seemed to resonate with me there lol. Rewatched in September and definitely will rewatch again.

• 내일 - Tomorrow: watched once in August. Idk why i expected something light hearted (i really don't know why) but i loved it very much despite the dark and heavy topics.

• 타인은 지옥이다 - Strangers From Hell: watched once. Was a wild ride.

• 배드 앤 크레이지 - Bad and Crazy: watched twice in August. I absolutely hadn't expected to love it so much. It touched my heart and I'll rewatch it regularly.

• 인간실격 - Lost: Watched once in September. Loved it a lot.

• 나의 아저씨 - My Mister: Watched once in October. No words. Will rewatch. People really weren't lying when they said it's a master piece.

• 악의 꽃 - Flower of Evil: Watched within the span of 3 days in December and am currently on my 1st rewatch. Easily gets to share first place of my favorite dramas with Beyond Evil and The Devil Judge. SO EMOTIONAL. (Also love how it shows how psychiatry and psych diagnoses are used to dehumanize and criminalize people and how it can shape a person's sense of self. Classic example of character assassination. But we don't talk about this on here.)

Now, to summarize my faves:

There's no hierarchy but if I had to say what's my favorite drama, the first place would go to Beyond Evil, which has the first first place, meaning it is untouchable, so it would be unfair to say it's my only number one. Therefore the ranking of my faves goes like this:

1.1 Beyond Evil.

1.2. The Devil Judge, Bad and Crazy, and Flower of Evil

My favorite special little guys are:

• Han Juwon: Very Blorbo. Pathetic wet dog of a man, annoying little bitch (affectionate), I wanted to slap him sometimes as much as I wanted to hug him. He's very dear to me)

• Kang Yohan: Poor little meow meow! Also pathetic wet dog of a man. Very much enjoyed going from hating him to loving him more than my life.

• Ryu Soo Yeol: Classic Blorbo. Also pathetic wet dog of a man (arguably the most pathetic). I love him very much.

• Do Hyun Soo: HAS NEVER DONE ANYTHING WRONG IN HIS LIFE EVER! He doesn't even give me pathetic wet dog of a man vibes witch is shocking since this is apparently my type! Nothing was more heartbreaking than seeing him sobbing and apologizing and breaking down after so many years of hiding his identity. Deserves the best dad award. I love him so much you don't even understand. (I guess the reason i trusted him from the beginning on was the fact they labeled him with a certain diagnose. You tell me that guy is evil because a psychiatrist said so? So he must be a good person! (Sorry my hatered for psychiatry and psychiatrists/therapists shines through a bit much when I talk about this show/character)).

This, unfortunately, shows very clearly that my type™️ is men with childhood trauma (: Dongsik is very dear to me as well, but since all the horrors started for him after 20 years of having a loving childhood and teenage years, I guess i got imprinted on Juwon instead.

Characters I wanna marry so badly:

• Yoon Saebom

• Yoo Jaeyi

• wouldn't say no to Do Hyun Soo tbh. Has proven to be the perfect husband-

If i stop writing this post I'll have to deal with my thesis so uhhh what can i ramble about.. Oh i know:

BEST OST:

• The Devil Judge! Sexiest OST I've come across so far. Tempest and What You Gonna Do are definitely two of the best songs in the history of songs

• Strangers From Hell! This show might not be my favorite but nothing comes close to this soundtrack.

• Beyond Evil! Empty and 향해 reduce me to tears and Timeless is just unmatched

• Happiness! Pain really hit hard with the line "please i just want everything to stop". Also most of the songs featured aren't even on the official OST but they are SO good!

#ok i'll shut up now #probably delete this later #sometimes you just need to ramble about the most unimportant things in order to avoid working on the most important things in your life rn #help #also yeah #i could write an essay on beyond evil and tdj and foe #but #i won't #shut up amy #(i guess i have to start working now #oh no)#i don't think anyone read any of this but just in case: I'm sure there's a billion typos in there #they're all there on purpose obviously)

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walkingstackofbooks · 1 year

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Just realised I missed this one out seemingly 😅

DS9 2x12 The Alternate thoughts (I'm rewatching, so possible future spilers)

Quark and Odo's, uh, thing, is so obvious, whatever it is that they have

"You're serious?" "Have you ever known me know to be?"

The switch and bait, I knew there had to be an ulterior motive - yes, Odo, excellently played XD

Ughhh, Mora. He's half treating Odo like a child, half still like an experiment - "Haven't quite managed the ears yet", "Is the suit a suit, or part of you?" - really horrible intrusive questions, aren't they?

Just noticed that Odo's hair is modelled after Mora's...

Mora, Odo KNOWS this station, he KNOWS Quark's motives better than you. As do we - Quark was DEFINITELY hoping this would be a distraction to Odo.

"I integrate as much as I want to", and quite right too

"Tell me about this police thing..." "I enjoy my work as Chief of Security." STOP DOWNPLAYING HIS ACHIEVEMENTS

Oh my goodness, I can't stand him, I genuinely hate him. He's so clearly manipulative and abusive, gah.

As always, Jake and Sisko are wonderful. I'm with you on Klingon opera, Jake. I love how terribly Sisko is justifying why Jake should have to learn it.

"Just because you suffered through all that doesn't mean I have to." "Yes, it does." This reminds me of his conversation with Bashir in Forsaken about the ambassadors - "So now you take the same perverse pleasure in doing it to me" - man, Sisko definitely is consistent XD

I actually can't remember how this episode goes, they definitely don't find the changelings...

Mora bringing up a story Odo doesn't like, directing him to "Tell her", and when Odo does interrupting like he's a child is not how you treat people you love! Or at least it could be in friendly banter but this isn't! It's infantilising and patronising

Jadzia had such a tight, polite face - good for her not showing too much interest once she realises how uncomfortable Odo is.

Oh! Is this the hologram one?!

Lol, that "lifeform" is just those whaddya-call-them metal things you use in primary school with magnets. Iron filings! That's the one.

Okay, so not the hologram one, then...

I've often thought Odo and Julian have a lot in common: I hadn't added complicated parent relationships to that thought but now I kinda want to see Odo being able to talk to Julian about his complicated feelings and having someone who actually understands listen

Sisko again forgetting not everyone has a good dad... It must be nice to be Sisko

Well, I guessed that the being wasn't going to stay there as soon as Miles said "level five security" - if it's highly secure there's gonna be a breakout, right?

Jadzia! I thought she was benched for this episode, but yay, she's back!

"Doctor Bashir wouldn't listen to me and hid my clothes so I wouldn't leave." I love her to PIECES, and I DO like their friendship

Sisko just being like "yeah get to work" XD It's good enough for him that Jadzia managed to escape Julian

"I'm moving in closer. If you run into my wife, don't mention I did this." Oh Miles, that is not healthy communication.

"I'll come home tonight and she'll ask me how my day was and I'll say, fine, honey, how was yours? Sometimes I think she really doesn't want to know the truth, so I do us both a favour and..." Oh Miles, THAT IS NOT HEALTHY COMMUNICATION

Come on Jadzia, you knew how he'd respond to that suggestion.

She did it with such a straight face I'm genuinely not sure if she was goading him or if he's just imagining that

Ughhh that interaction was kind of fine until this monologue tho :( The flirting is fine since they're both fine with it - but why the writers gotta make Bashir so creepy

He's about to be got!

Ooh, no, he got away :D

Even if you WERE right Mora, telling Odo what he thinks is not the way to go!

Yeaaaa, Odo and Bashir sure could have a lot to talk about wrt parental figures who are proud because they see their sons as their achievements, and not proud for their sons' sakes

Mora, talking like that behind someone's back is never a good move. Man, Jadzia is so uncomfortable

No, Mora, Dr Bashir would try to understand!

SHUT UP MORA, THE CREW WOULD NEVER

Fuck you, Mora, turning him against his friends.

I do get that Mora is genuinely worried and concerned for Odo, but he's just bad and incapable of doing anything well

Just because you "gave him more than anyone else in your life" DOESN'T mean he owes you A THING - that is the first step of parenting

Oh I DO remember this episode now XD eventually got there

And now Mora is trusting the crew? Has he finally realised he can't go it alone? Or has he resigned to them "putting Odo in a zoo".

"If maximum stun doesn't bring him down immediately, we set phasers to kill." "Commander." "I know, Major." Oof, that cannot have been an easy order to give.

Self awareness! Finally! Bit late, but we can work with that!

"I prescribe rest because it's hard for a doctor to go wrong with that one." 👍

Odo has never been my favourite character, but I do like him, and this episode is just so heart-breaking. And infuriating. Go away, Mora, forever please.

#ds9 #ds9 2x12 #ds9 the alternate #andi watches ds9 #WSB

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asparklethatisblue · 2 years

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Hello! Anon who started watching the terror this week here, I feel like this show is going to become a thing for me. This was a really good show, thanks again, from the text blurb i think s2 is going to be a diferent story so now im just staring at the empty screen, wow what a ride that was, felt many things, thought about some others, it's something I'll have to research more on and spend some time thinking and decompressing, but I'll be rewatching very soon, it's seriously so well made, and I probably missed stuff because i was confusing 3 of the men with each other and only noticed when one died and I saw the other 2 around ahah sorry if this is a bother feel free to not publish, I just wanted to let some of it out and say once again: thank you! Have a nice day! : D

hah! I’m glad you enjoyed it, I felt the exact same way! After episode 10 I started weeping and had to take quite a while to compose myself. And yes, season 2 is completely different, I’d say the seasons thing makes the series as a whole more of an anthology?

don’t worry about not being able to keep them apart, nobody could. It kind of… adds to it? You aren’t outright introduced to anyone, you just see these men who are all a uniformed part of a machine, they’ve worked together for a year at least and function well. And then it all starts to fall apart and their individuality and humanity shines through the closer to death they come. Ned Little in particular, I genuinely didn’t take note of him more than one or two times and then at the very end he is the most distinctive of them all. Fandom shenanigans aside, this is one of the best and most thoughtful pieces of television I’ve ever seen

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shadowsong26fic · 1 year

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Coming Attractions!

First Monday of the month, so here we go.

As per usual, this also means an open question night--my askbox is always open, but I'll be actively keeping an eye on it tonight. I do take prompts, but am not necessarily fast in filling them. Any fandom I've posted about here or on AO3 is fair game, as is any of my original stuff.

Short one this month, because I didn't get much done last month, whoops...a big work project took up more brainmeats than I expected it would, ah well.

Mostly moved, mostly everything is sorted; a few things I still need to finish organizing/putting away/etc. But that should also free up some brainspace hopefully!

Anyway. Actual updates.

Star Wars:

Pretty much the same as last week--need to catch up on OTP meme fills; poking back at my original plan for last year's SWBB so I can use it for this year. Not a lot of progress, but hopefully this month will be better!

BSG:

Big Bang matches have gone out! I'm excited to see how everything turns out. And hopefully get actually back into writing the many plotlines that are floating around in my head, lol...particularly The Other Battlestar which still needs an Official title and has been waiting to come out of my head and get Shared for like. over a year. even discounting the like 8-10 year gap when I wandered away from the fandom...

I should be picking up my rewatch soon, too! I have the back half of season 3, plus season 4, and maybe the webisodes (I have access to Face of the Enemy but not Resistance, so we'll see if I actually watch those). Which does mean we're coming up on my absolute least favorite episode in the entire series, haha. I haven't even gotten to it yet and I'm already mad about it (and have found an Additional Reason to be mad about it that I hadn't had before! Yay!) But also after that I get Lampkin, who I love, and while season 4 is a mess in terms of cohesion/continuity it has some of my very favorite episodes in the entire series, So.

Castlevania:

I haven't actually sat down and watched Nocturne yet (mostly because of the aforementioned work stuff), so I haven't quite fallen back into this fandom yet. I do want to get back to Incinctus, and I had one other plot thread idea for another fic based on the first series (essentially, shifting Alucard's S3 timeline by six weeks so the night Sumi and Taka plan to attack him is the same night Greta's messenger gets there, and then see where things go from there).

It's kind of interesting--I have approximately zero knowledge of the games, apart from a few bits and pieces I've picked up from reading fics and/or hanging out on a discord server. Which, of course, has been talking a lot about Nocturne...but almost entirely in the context of how it relates to the game characters/plotlines it's drawing from. Which means I'm both...more and less hyped for it? I don't know, I'm not sure how to word how it's impacted my interest/excitement/etc. for the followup series, because a lot of the comments about certain characters/choices completely fly over my head but they Dominate the server and I'm like "...okay?"

Anyway, we'll see how I feel about it when I watch the series. And if I do end up building a VC crossover in my head (because like. armand and the theatre are right there and while I was able to confine myself to a quick Easter Egg reference in Incinctus...lol.)

Les Mis:

The next chapter of P&J is coming, I swear. Also planning to debut Acheron this month because...I mean I know it's technically a Groundhog Day AU set in June, but it feels appropriate to start posting it around Halloween? IDK XD

Original Fic:

Again I do need to catch up on OTP memes. I do like the one piece I put out this month, which was about the Horsemen in Lux. They're a Delight and I love them.

...yeah, that's about it. Like I said, short post this month because I didn't get much actual writing done last month. Hopefully October will be better for me (if nothing else, hopefully I actually will catch up on all the backlogged OTP Meme fills, lol...)

#miscellania #coming attractions #open question night

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shadowflash · 2 years

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if anyone was wondering, choosing to not recruit byleth during an azure gleam run gets you a very sweet exchange between shez and arval in a cutscene that happens soon after fighting at the valley of torment for the second time.

This exchange does not happen in other routes!

And for some reason, you cannot rewatch this from the 'Extras' menu..? It's a bonus extension of a cutscene titled 'Pursuit (Azure Gleam)' so I wonder if it has anything to do with some weird coding / event flag labelling issue, or if it was just a little oversight.

Context: Shez and Arval are able to put enough pieces together to conclude that Arval = some guy Myson kept bringing up named Epimenides. They don't learn anything specific about him aside from the fact that he's definitely affiliated with the TWSITD bad guys they keep running into.

Here’s a clip of the event featuring girl Shez + JP voices!

It's a very nice way to convey how deeply their bond runs as well as how much growth Shez has gone through!

It's a bit melancholic though with Shez being like "Well my friends can kill me if I really do turn evil or something." But with their choice of words it's obvious that they regard said friends dearly, and with such respect that it doesn't really bother them at all. <- noticing that they say all this with a smiling face... waaaaaaah...

All in all: I think it's very cute.. You get to see their roles reversed in how Shez is the one to 'set [Arval] right' seeing that they're 'wavering' by reaffirming their 'Partners in Destiny'-ness! Because of that, I think it was written that way to directly follow into what Arval says at the campsite towards the end of every route if you, again, choose to not recruit Byleth. 🥺

[arval frowns] "In truth, I believe your remarkable growth has me lamenting my current situation."

[arval smiles] "It makes me reminisce about the days when you would waver and I would set you right again. Yet now... you have the strength to set yourself right."

[arval smiles] "I only hope you find the best path forward for both of us, Shez."

Sobbing. Sobbling.

Well I'm replaying Azure Gleam again just to see this exchange once more so maybe I'll be able to parse out more meaning from it then. As most people have expressed, I also think that route flopped #tbh #tbqh #TBHHH!!! but I'll do anything to stare at Shez and Arval being adorbs again.

#fire emblem: three hopes spoilers #fire emblem three hopes #shez #arval

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ginkgomoon · 3 years

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Gavin's 'Falling Slowly' and Film 'Once'- Analysis

Since the beginning, I’ve wanted to do an analysis on the song Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová, but since it was only mentioned twice (in Mark Date and Gavin’s Music and the Past Call), I thought it was going to be left at that. But because of the mention again in @cheri-translates' post, perhaps... there could be more to it. Because this song was made for the film Once, I had actually watched it earlier this year. I wasn’t going to post this analysis originally, but the trailer literally made me cry. After watching it with the knowledge from my first viewing, the trailer had a bigger impact on me that I didn’t expect. This allowed me to push on. Rewatching the film for this helped me realise some parallels between the film and Gavin’s history with MC, along with its song Falling Slowly. For me, the film was so heartfelt, vulnerable, honest and real. Just like the side that Gavin shows MC. It also had super hilarious moments that made me laugh so much while crying over the sad bits. Highly recommend this movie (if you don’t mind some occasional cursing!) Now I can say I’ve watched Once twice.

Below contains spoilers for Gavin's CN content (referring to Cheri's translations) and on the film.

“Your performance… was a miracle to me.” -Gavin

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Once is a 2007 Irish romantic drama about two struggling artists in Dublin, Ireland. The film was turned into a musical and won various awards, with Falling Slowly winning at the Critics’ Choice Awards and the 2008 Academy Award for Best Original Song. This was on top of receiving a Grammy nomination. Once only had a budget of only $150,000 USD.

In an Interview with Glen Hansard (male lead), he stated that during the scene of Falling Slowly in the music store, director John Carney wanted this shot to be the centrepiece- just two musicians connecting through music. This scene where the actors first got together to perform and sing in harmony allowed the crew to maintain the perseverance needed to finish the film despite various major setbacks. (People kept buying the same piano in the music store featured because of this film LOL)

“The closest a non-musician will ever get to feeling what it feels like to write the song… or to discover… it was the most moving scenes of the film.” -The Interviewer

The first impression some viewers may have upon watching would be criticising the shakiness of the handheld cameras. However, the actual intention (from the ex-film student perspective that I had) was to give it a sense of realism. This film aims to depict more of real-life from the perspective of the main characters. Even the characters' names weren't disclosed as they were literally 'unknown artists' in everyday life. It was ultimately based on Carney’s own personal experience, while Hansard, wrote the music for the film.

“The movie is sad, funny, real, everything that life is and it gives you hope. It's about a moment that happens in life that may not come by again or may not last forever, but it just might have the greatest impact on you. I know I'll be watching "Once" again.” -A fellow Once viewer.

We are introduced to the male lead (Guy), playing the guitar and wanting to make it big with his music, who also fixes vacuums with his father for a living. He meets the female lead (Girl) and she bugs him into fixing her vacuum. In the beginning, he’s cold and doesn’t want to associate with her (especially after when she gives him 10 cents for his busking).

Look how grateful he looks-

Even when Gavin and MC met again after their separation, Gavin puts up a fragile guard in front of MC while protecting her from a distance, like in high school. And just like how Joe Zieja stated in his MLQC interview-

“Gavin is a really interesting character, especially when we first started out before he and the producer really had a relationship… Gavin’s very cold. He’s very business-like, he just wants to get stuff done. But it’s really neat to see Gavin’s shell melt over time as he develops a relationship with the producer.”

In the film, Guy finds out that Girl can play the piano, who learned it from her father before he passed. Turns out, Guy is heartbroken from his ex (who’s currently in London) who cheated on him. Girl tries to convince him to get her back with his songs.

Similarly, Gavin discovers MC’s music during his fall shown Campus Date, in the moments where he received his Evol. Gavin devotes his life to protect her.

(I also did a timeline of MC and Gavin’s high school history together here that also references these parts.)

*Casually dragging vacuum*

Together, they go to a music store and she plays Mendelssohn for him. Then finally, at 15:42 of the film, they start to play Falling Slowly.

(So good! So good!! When they start harmonising!!! No fancy editing or cuts- it’s just two artists and pure music.)

Through music, they connect with each other’s souls. Just like how MC saves Gavin with her music that fateful day. And soon enough, Gavin comes across MC playing another song in the music room.

That song was Falling Slowly. He doesn’t know the name of the song though, only remembering the melody. Later, he learns how to play the guitar because he liked it and thought that perhaps he could perform it to his special someone one day. Such moments had inspired Gavin to write and make his own songs then record them onto his CDs so that maybe one day she could listen to them.

A thought I had was that did Gavin hear the piano and decide to make a guitar version, only to figure out that he was the missing piece?

Even the music store owner was very impressed-

Just like how Gavin slowly begins to soften up to MC, in the film, the instrumental of Falling Slowly plays when Guy and Girl start to bond. Guy tries to talk to her more but she states that she “has responsibilities”. It’s revealed that she has a daughter at home and a husband still in the Czech Republic. Even so, together, they write and record songs for his journey to London- back to his ex and to pursue his dreams as a musician.

Later, they go out for a spin on his father’s motorbike- he even prepared another helmet for her (SPARKY 2.0??). He asks her to teach him how to say “how much do you love him?” in Czech when they talk about her husband upon finding out that she’s married. She replies with, “it is you I love” in Czech. But he has no idea what she said. (*Grips heart*)

He wants her to go to London with him, start a band, and sell out shows. But she can’t. The song they recorded together “When your mind’s made up” (I have this song on repeat) plays in the car as they drive to the beach before he leaves for London the next morning.

So, if you want something And you call, call Then I'll come running To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for

The music producer is clearly so impressed-

Together, they schedule a time to meet up just before he leaves for the airport. Guy waited all night till morning for her.

But she still doesn’t come. And that was the last time he ever saw her. Just like how MC wasn't able to see Gavin who waited the whole day before he left. This was shown in Old Days Date that I did a heart-gripping analysis on here.

Guy’s father had said, “make your Ma proud.” (*Cries upon remembering Gavin’s loving mother*)

In the end, still unable to reach her, Guy gifts Girl a piano. In the beginning, they had a conversation where they spoke about pianos being too expensive, hence why she kept going to the music store in order to be able to play. Even though they are both short on money, he still manages to buy her a piano- the same one they played Falling Slowly together.

And while the film comes to an end, Falling Slowly plays in the background while Guy is off to the airport.

*Dramatic power-walking*

This was a heartbreaking ending for the viewers because not only that they didn’t end up together, they weren’t able to see each other before he left. And it wasn’t disclosed why she couldn’t make it.

Nothing too fancy happens because again, this was to show a slice of real life, and this proves it to be more tragic and beautiful. It can’t really be described unless it’s experienced. And I had the chance of viewing it not once, but twice.

This film (and song) is important for Gavin and MC because, despite their complicated history of misunderstandings, he always wants to put their relationship first and make the most out of what they have now together. Girl had helped Guy achieve his record deal and pursue his dreams. She had done her part on his journey to becoming an artist and both had to part ways. Without her, he wouldn’t have been able to record his songs and leave. Likewise, without MC, Gavin wouldn’t be the man he is today (hence, Winter World). Gavin is very vocal about this as well.

Gavin lowers his head, and the light follows his movement, descending onto the scrapbook, illuminating every word he writes- “I’m very happy to have met you in the past.” -CN Mark Date

“It doesn’t matter what happened in the past. What matters is every moment I spend with you now.” -Sugar Figurine Phone Call

“Seeing you again is the best present I could hope for.” -The Best Gift Phone Call

"Even though I'm curious about the future as well... I care more about the present. For me, it's good enough to seize the day. As long as you're here. The next second will be everything I need. Protecting what I have now, is the best plan for the future." -School Legend ASMR

With Falling Slowly, it’s quite a straightforward, romantic song. Originally in the film, Guy wrote it about his ex-girlfriend so it does has some sad lyrics. MC didn't know how Gavin knew about it.

Teacher Zheng: Just now, MC mentioned that you play the guitar and bass incredibly. Could you let me hear it? It’d be best if the two of you could play together. I haven’t heard my Orchestra Leader play the piano in a very long time.

To be honest, this is not a “request” at all. If Teacher Zheng wants to hear it, I’ll definitely be willing to play for her. But Gavin…

I cast Gavin a probing glance, wondering if there’s a need to persuade him. To my surprise, he nods.

Gavin: I could, but I’m really not as skilled as she says.

Teacher Zheng: Haha that’s all right. I just want you to use your heart when performing. What’s important isn’t how good it sounds, but the heart.

Gavin: Could I borrow the guitar over there?

Teacher Zheng: Of course.

Basically shown in Mark Date, Gavin’s been preparing for this moment all this time. He already knows what song to play. And what’s so amazing is that the first instrument we hear is the guitar which leads the piano. Therefore, once Gavin plays his piece, MC would know what song it is and then join in with her piano. AND THEY WOULD SING TOGETHER.

Maybe it’s just my misperception, or the sunlight just happened to fall onto his eyes, but I keep feeling as though his eyes are even brighter than usual. It’s as though they are flashing with light.

This is a slightly melancholic song, but the moving light and wind seem to make it refreshing and clear.

🎶 Lyrics 🎶

It's a slower song to help listeners slowly take in the emotions, lyrics and main dueting instruments of piano and guitar with the occasional violin in the back. It's so simple, and yet so powerful.

The guitar has its solos and the piano appears more prominent in the chorus. In the beginning, it's just the guitar, with the piano joining in after.

[GUY & GIRL] I don't know you but I want you All the more for that Words fall through me and always fool me And I can't react And games that never amount To more than they're meant Will play themselves out

Gavin never got the chance to be close to MC in high school, so he showed his affection through other methods. He walked 10 metres behind her after school and was her silent guardian against those who had negative intentions towards her. In the library, he had tried to introduce himself to her, but she had already dashed off.

Before waiting for him to say the introduction he had rehearsed countless times in his heart, the girl had already uttered a “thank you” and hurriedly fled. -CN Tilted Time Rumours and Secrets

Gavin couldn't help but develop this softer side for her and didn’t know how to control it or express it other than doing things such as leaving strawberry milk on the piano and learning guitar in hopes of playing it for her one day.

Those "games" he's referring to were those things they did, such as MC smiling at him when crossing each others' paths in the hallways, and Gavin buying her hot drinks and only looking at her among the snowball fight chaos at school in the Winter. Gavin has no power over how everything will turn out, nor does he try to have complete control over it either.

"... I believe that some things are destined. Like..." -Gacha and Destiny Phone Call

[GUY & GIRL] Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time

This "sinking boat" of the relationship is what they're both trying to save. For Gavin, this could be suggested to be about himself.

In a split second, the noise ceases abruptly. After a moment of silence, whispers surface in the crowd. Vaguely, I can catch a few phrases.

“Bad.” “Fighting.” “Misfit.” -CN Mark Date

Gavin had a tough time in high school being the outcast, but MC kept him going, fighting in the name of justice. And had quite literally saved his life. She was his lighthouse when he was battling the rough waters back home. And MC- she was also his home.

“As he clenched his fists, a power deep down within awakened. It was a rapture of rebirth. A declaration of the end of darkness and the advent of the light.” -Campus Date

[GUY & GIRL] Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice You've made it now

Gavin wants her to realise his feelings, be around and talk to him more- and say "yes". But even so, he still gives her a choice not to, and would have to live with that. Gavin thought she already had when he departed and spent years thinking that her absence showed all of what had to be said.

[GUY & GIRL] Falling slowly, eyes that know me And I can't go back

Gavin's falling slowly for MC (compared to when he fell really fast before MC saved him LOL). Once he starts, he can and would never go back. He hopes that MC would see him the way he truly is.

MC: “I have one more thing to tell you. MC is a bit slow. She is not as good as you think, and will also be blinded by rumours…”

Gavin: “She’s a very nice person. What she thinks of me has nothing to do with anyone else." -Old Days Date

[GUY & GIRL] Moods that take me and erase me And I'm painted black

Gavin can't handle his feelings. (*Cries*)

After being in a daze in the piano room, he’d be in a daze in the library, continuously staring at the empty seat where MC used to sit, and I have no idea what he’s thinking about.

But I really didn't expect a person who sleeps in class to be in a daze in the library for an entire afternoon... Did Bro Gavin and MC have a fight recently? -CN Minor's Memos

[GUY] You have suffered enough And warred with yourself It's time that you won

He states that he understands that the girl had it rough, but if she was to be with him, she wouldn't get hurt. Gavin wants to be the one for her.

"MC, I want to make you happy forever. If... I hope that person is me." -First Year In-Game Birthday Visit

[GUY & GIRL] Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice You've made it now

[GUY & GIRL] Falling slowly, sing your melody I'll sing it loud

Gavin recognises MC's "melody", and urges her to sing (her presence) and Gavin will listen and follow, singing his one, too. Together they will harmonise.

[GUY] Take it all Oh, I played the cards too late Now it's gone

The song finally ends with both the guitar and piano, whereas at the beginning it was just the guitar.

This part is the most powerful and heartbreaking. Gavin regretted not giving the farewell letter to MC directly- from "playing the cards too late", then suffers the loss of her, her presence, and her melody.

But fortunately, in the end, Gavin successfully returned home- to MC.

"Want to play for a while tonight? I haven’t heard you playing the piano in a long time too.

If possible, I’d like to make a song request.

How about “Falling Slowly”?

We could sit by the window and play it together again." -CN Gavin’s Weekly Text - Piano Concert

Somewhere, Gavin is happily playing Falling Slowly with MC.

#When your mind's made up #I actually learnt this on guitar a while back #Best feeling is when you remember something that could support your point and then find it #mlqc #mr love queens choice #mlqc analysis #mlqc Gavin #love and producer #恋与制作人 #mlqc cn #Youtube

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Forgotten Memory

-- Karl Heisenberg X OC (AFAB, She/They) --

So I did a few sketches of Emelia meeting the other lords(and Dimitrescu daughters) a while ago, and I threw in a little something for the Moreau one- well, here's what's basically the small follow-up that I teased for that one.

**Small reminder that I have a small 'Masterlist' for these!**

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*Warning?: Lost/regained memory, mentions of wanted parenthood, angst kinda?

Summary: A small, interesting discovery is made during a first visit to Lord Moreaus domain, leading to a heartbreaking revelation.

Emelia was silent. They had returned from her first visit with Moreau, and she had to admit, the 'Fish Man' was kind and rather fun to be around despite Heisenbergs dislike of him. The metal man in question sat at a separate table behind her, tinkering with what she could assume was an experimental piece for the Soldats with his hair in it's normal 'bun' for physical work. But her focus wasn't on him. No, it was on the tape Moreau had excitedly let her borrow. It lay on the corner of the table she had been sitting at, and though she had previously been sketching plans, she was unable to concentrate. Simply finding it at the watermill sent a chill of recognition down her spine, and she couldn't get that familiarity out of her head. It was as if it triggered... something. But she didn't know what, exactly. The cover of the movie alone was scarily familiar, but... she didn't know.

And so, here she sat in silence, staring at the cover of the yellowed and somewhat grimy case, picking at her brain for any possible lead. Not even the occasional German swearing behind her shook her from the concentrated phase she was in as Heisenberg caused a tiny shock among the wires he was currently fiddling with. She had been staring at it since she picked it up... She barely looked away from it on the way back to the factory, nearly tripping over multiple things while Heisenberg practically led her around. But she couldn't quite put her finger on why it was so familiar.

She was suddenly jerked out of her trance as she heard a rather loud 'FUCK', and she turned to see Heisenberg looking at his hand.

"Are you alright...?" She asked quietly. He shook his head, sticking a bleeding finger in his mouth.

"Eh, I'm fine... damn thing shifted on me." He muttered. She was silent for a moment, seemingly spacing out until she spoke again.

"Would you like a bandage...?"

"Nah, I'll be fine." He shrugged, inspecting the digit once more before looking at the thing on his desk. "Wouldn't be the first time I've had the threat of losing a body part." His tone was almost thoughtful as he shifted his left leg. He then turned to face her. "What the hell is with YOU, anyway? You haven't stopped staring at that thing since we left the ugly freak. Usually you'd yell at me to wear gloves."

"Because you should..." Emelia rolled her eye slightly, "And he's a kind man, Karl. Don't be mean." she huffed, shaking her head as he muttered something under his breath. "No, I... I'm fine. Just thinking, is all."

"Ah. Well, don't hurt yourself." He smirked, turning back to his work as she glared at him.

"Twit..." she muttered, her eyes drifting back to the tape. She swore there was something about it...

She finally reached for it, holding it somewhat close to her face. She studied every detail. Every curve of the title letters. Every bit of the scenery. It wasn't until she turned it around to read the back that she paused, her brain picking out a few words to focus on. She simply closed her eye for a moment, only for something... a scene... to flash in her mind;

A woman stood in bright, almost entirely white scenery, holding a small child on her hip. Her other hand held that of an older child, and the childs other hand was held by a man. They seemed... happy. But she couldn't tell... The faces were simple blurs. She could only tell by the distant sound of laughter as the man and woman embraced, the two children huddling to them with giggles. The woman, she noticed, wore her hair longer with a ponytail to the side. No other features were clear. There was a sadness as the scene began to fade away, even as she desperately tried to clear the faces of the individuals.

Emelia jerked into reality once more with a gasp, making the man behind her jump with a startled swear.

"Fucking-" He started, shaking his hand again before looking at her with an irritated grunt. "What now???"

She stared at the tape in silence for a few seconds more before setting it down carefully and pushing herself to stand.

"N-Nothing, I..." she started, her voice wavering just slightly. Heisenbergs irritation all but disappeared as he watched her, switching to confusion.

"Emelia? What's wrong?" He asked, but she shook her head.

"I-I'm fine, I..." she tried, finally just running her hand through her hair and walking towards the door off to the side. "I'm just... tired. I'm going to sleep."

"... Oh." He replied, his confusion still evident. "Make sure you wake up, then."

She couldn't help but crack a small smile. It was always his way of saying 'sleep well'.

"I'll try."

Oddly enough, the bed wasn't too comfortable.

Emelia lay on her back, her arms behind her head while staring up at the dark ceiling. She had changed into her casual 'night' attire, thinking she could think better with the light off... But it only clouded her mind. The scene she saw kept playing in her mind. Who were these people? Why did she see them?? She let out a frustrated groan, moving her hands to rub her face. It had to have been a memory, right...? Was she one of the children? Was she remembering her family before this? Of course she had remembered small things as a child, merely second-long snippets of a foggy past that still wasn't entirely clear. COULD she have been one of the children?? While the thought should have calmed her, it only made her question more. If it WAS her original family, why couldn't she see the faces? She should have at least been able to remember her own... Not to mention the scenery itself was entirely different than she ever remembered... None of her memories were ever pure light. Something wasn't sitting right... But she thought back to the children she saw. They were happy... Laughing. They were all laughing a pleasant laugh, even the two adults, who she assumed were the parents. It was the joy of the scene that managed to calm her, and she couldn't help but chuckle from the silliness of it all.

She froze.

Wait.

She gave a confused hum, almost trying to repeat the chuckle. She then thought back to the memory, watching and rewatching the scene in her head, her muscles suddenly tense. Her attention was soon drawn to the woman. The woman's laugh seemed familiar as her face slowly became visible. Almost TOO familiar. It was almost like... Wait, that... Was...

No.

She bolted into an upright position once she saw the womans face clearly, her eye wide as the scene suddenly became uncomfortably clear.

The adult woman was HER.

But why?? HOW???

She threw the covers off her legs and pushed herself away from the bed, nearly ripping the door open with a burst of strength. She nearly ran down the steps, her breathing halted. How could that have been her? How could those memories be hers? She was older in that scene than she remembered to previously have been before all of this, and there was very clearly no sign of childbearing on her own body that she saw or knew of. Hell, she never thought she had BEEN with anyone like 'that' until recently, how could-

She startled Heisenberg once more as she pushed open the door to the workshop, making him jump as she briskly made her way back to the desk she had been sitting at. He spoke to her, but she couldn't hear him as she grabbed the tape and stared at it. Her... A family... Smiling, happy...

Another vision played in her mind, this one she had been familiar with. She was a child, tugging the apron of what she always assumed was her mother. 'Can we? Please?' Her small voice asked. She was a quiet child, that much she assumed from the memories she had unlocked before. She was already greeted with a kind smile as her faceless mother nodded. This memory she had seen, and it was always the same; she led the mother over, sitting on a fluffy couch in front of a large TV. A movie always played, but she couldn't see it... Until now. It was the same movie she currently physically held. But something changed... It was as if a new reel of film was cleaned in her mind, and she saw herself look up at the mother she cuddled to at the point where the memory would have cut off. 'I want a family like that!' She heard herself say excitedly. 'Just like that?' The mother asked, her voice warped somewhat. Emelia watched her child self nod. 'Yeah, a big one, just like that.'

It was then that the previous image of her older self played, vaguely hearing her child-self speak of her own family hopes over the laughter. And that's when it hit her with a wave of brokenhearted nausea. THAT'S why it was so bright... So happy... The vision wasn't a 'memory' at all. No...

It was a DREAM.

A dream...

No.

It was a goal.

A life goal her child-self had.

A goal stripped mostly once she joined the corporation before being taken Miranda years later. A goal that Miranda herself had more or less stripped ENTIRELY with no hope of settling down as soon as that goddamn parasite was embedded into her chest.

An important goal she had entirely forgotten about until now.

The realization hit her like a head-on impact from Sturm, and she dropped the tape. Her eye was wide, staring at seemingly nothing as her breaths came in quiet wheezes. She didn't even know she was crying until she felt a hand on her shoulder, jumping out of her thoughts with a gasp and whirling to meet the concerned face of Heisenberg. He seemed to jump back as well, startled to see face that pure sadness and anger. She could almost hear the memories of singing as she stared at him, her body trembling.

"Emmy??" He asked, taking his hand from her shoulder as if he himself had caused the tears that now streamed down her cheek. She was silent for a moment before her lip trembled.

"I... I remember..." she whimpered, taking deep breaths. Heisenberg paused before suddenly pressing on her shoulders.

"Sit." He said quickly, turning away to grab his own chair as she sat carefully. He brought the chair up in front of hers, sitting directly across from her. "What do you remember?" He asked, his voice genuine as he watched her. She forced herself to speak.

"Do... D-Do you remember... Uhm..." she paused with a shaky breath in attempts not to start sobbing immediately. She HAD to calm herself... "Do you remember when I... When I told you about that memory... The one when I was a child and the movie...?"

"I do... That was months ago." He replied, tilting his head. "What about it?"

"Th-There's... There's more..." she nodded to the tape on the table. "It... It was that... and... a-and..."

She finally broke down, covering her mouth as she let out a wavering sob. She nearly curled in on herself, only stopped by Heisenbergs hands on her shoulders. He then gently grabbed her face, leaning forward and making her look at him.

"Hey... Hey, look at me." He spoke. His jaw tightened as her eye met his, and he saw a painful recognition. "What the hell did that tape do?"

She seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally opening her mouth.

"... I... I wanted a family, Karl..." she whimpered.

He froze.

'Family'.

It was a word he grew to despise over the years. He hated it. He hated it with a burning, goddamn passion. The meaning of it was lost to time and trauma, and yet it sounded... innocent coming from her. It wasn't malicious like Miranda, or insulting like Alcina. It didn't even sound like a pathetic joke as it would have with Donna or Moreau. There was true pain behind the word as she spoke it, and he frowned as he watched her break down in front of him despite clearly attempting to hold it together. She always told him her memories... Hell, he encouraged her too. He knew what it was like, and he hated the thought of the same happening to her. But this time, he didn't know what to do. 'Family' was a sore subject around the factory. She let out a shaky sigh.

"I-I'm sorry, I..."

"No, no, just... Don't..." he started, only to sigh, himself. "Damn it-... Come here."

Emelia froze as Heisenberg pulled her into an awkward hug, though it wasn't enough to stop the tears. Instead, she reached up to hold his arms while her head threatened to fall onto his shoulder. He was silent for a moment, feeling as she almost curled to him, only stopped by the chairs. He couldn't quite think of anything to say. Nothing to help. Not even anything witty.

"... Keep talking." He said finally, feeling her breath halt.

"... What...?"

"I said, keep talking. Tell me about it... I guess." He managed. He felt her head shift while she managed to breath enough to sniffle.

"Is that a joke..." she asked quietly. He rolled his eyes.

"You really think I'd joke about that?"

"... Do you really want me to answer that..."

"Just keep talking, Emelia." He groaned. She was quiet before letting out a shaky breath and speaking.

"I-I... I remember..." she started, clearing her throat slightly and sniffling once more, "I remember begging her to watch it... I guess she never argued... Not that I could tell."

"Hm." He hummed quietly, setting his chin on top of her head. "How many times did you watch it, then?"

"I... I'm not sure... A lot, I suppose...?" Her voice was quiet as she sighed. "All I can hear is singing, I don't know..."

He raised a brow.

"Singing??"

"Shush..." she mumbled, earning a chuckle.

"So what does that have to do with wanting..." he paused. Hell, SAYING the word felt like poison to him... But she knew. She took a shaky breath before pushing away from him, wiping furiously at her eye as she sat back in her chair. She looked over at the tape for a moment with a frown.

"I told her I wanted a family..." she managed, reaching to pick up the tape and turning it over. "'A big one just like them', I told her... I guess I loved it enough to dream of it. Children, a husband... I suppose I could have had... SOMETHING like that with the corporation, but... NOW..." Her voice then gained a hint of bitterness as she leaned forward to put her head in her hand while holding the tape with the other. "It's impossible thanks to HER... And yet, I feel as if I still want it, now that I know..." The sadness quickly turned into a hint of anger as she lightly tossed the tape back on to the table. She was unable to stop the new flow of tears that started, glancing at her right arm. "Bloody hell... How damn stupid am I... A goddamn 'family' from THIS bloody mess..."

Heisenberg was quiet for once, watching as she wiped at her face furiously once more. What the hell was he even SUPPOSED to say to that?? That she was right?? No, he wasn't actively trying to upset her... Maybe he would joke normally, but even he knew that now wasn't the time. Oh, hell...

"Don't be hasty, Emmy. You've, ah... you've got a lot of life to live." He spoke awkwardly, clearing his throat slightly. "Or... um... something."

He jerked back as Emelia gave a disbelieving snort before choking back a sob as she looked to the movie again.

"'Or something'... Not like anyone would be willing to contribute while I'm like this..." she muttered, not seeing the look he gave with her voice still bitter as she frowned with a trembling lip. "That bitch stole every hope I had of being normal... I can barely remember everything still, and yet this is what I get when I do..." her voice lowered, but cracked with a mixture of pain and anger. It was a mix Heisenberg himself knew all too well. "I wanted a family and she tore that away for her own..."

"You could still-" he started, only to stop and snap his mouth shut as she looked up at him. What the fuck was he just about to say?

"I could still WHAT, Karl...??" Her voice was nearly pleading as she looked up at him. "Even if I tried, she'd still... She'd..."

She had to breathe. It felt as if her chest was collapsing in on itself as she doubled over with a sudden gasping sob. She was robbed... The life she once dreamed about wasn't at all possible. Even if she tried. Even if she somehow found a way, she knew it would be ripped from her again by the woman in selfish attempts to fix her own 'family'. And yet, she felt the distant longing she remembered feeling as a child... It wasn't until she felt arms around her once more that she started to look up, only to be nearly yanked off the chair as she was hugged with a sudden force and nearly brought into the man's lap.

"Don't say that." He growled quietly, making her freeze. "You still have a goddamn chance. Fuck Miranda and fuck her plans, she's not gonna do anything if you do." He paused for a moment. "She CAN'T do anything if you do, because I won't fucking let her."

Emelia froze in his arms, decently stunned. She said nothing, though couldn't help but curl into his shoulder as she fought off more tears. She knew he did it to make her feel better... And that's what seemed to hurt the most. He wasn't the most affectionate or reassuring person, especially with this. Sure, he had his odd ways of giving comfort, but it was never easy for either of them. But she managed to take a few breaths, returning the hug somewhat as he set his chin on her head. There was silence for a few moments before the reached out with a trembling hand and picked up the tape, looking at the cover with a light fondness despite her anger.

"... I think I'll visit Moreau tomorrow..." she said quietly, almost feeling his look of disgust.

"Why??"

"Unless you would like to watch it with me." She said simply, glancing up at him. He seemed to calm slightly, but still shook his head.

"You sure watching that is the best idea?" He asked, releasing his hold on her slowly. It was as if he didn't want to let go. She shrugged, wiping at her face.

"Potentially not, but... I don't know..." she sighed, pushing herself back on her own chair. She almost smiled as Heisenberg kept a gentle hold on her arms. "Maybe... maybe it would help... He said it was one of his favorites as well, I think it would be nice to have... willing company."

"I wouldn't be 'willing'?"

"Would you REALLY be, Karl?"

He raised a brow for a moment before giving a huff, but he didn't speak. She couldn't help but give a laughing snort before sniffling. It was then that another thought entered her mind, and she pondered over if for a few seconds, chewing the inside of her cheek.

"I think I'm going to get dressed." She said finally, slowly standing from the chair. She was met with a confused stare.

"I thought you said you were tired?" Heisenberg asked, watching as she walked to the door with the tape clutched in her hands. She paused to look back at him for a moment.

"Oh, I am. But now I'm more angry than I am tired." She said simply. "Have you got any disposable Soldats?"

She felt a little better as she watched a broad, toothy grin form on his face.

"I can figure something out." He said, suddenly standing and moving over to his desk to grab something. "Go ahead, I'll meet you down there."

Emelia only nodded, going through the door quickly. She knew it might not help entirely, but she felt the deep need to destroy despite not showing it on the surface. Whatever he was able to put together, she planned on imagining Miranda's face on every single creature she tore apart while mentally preparing herself for the trip the next day. WOULD watching the movie help? Would it assist with more memories? Or was it the worst idea she had ever had? She didn't know, and she couldn't keep her eye off the case as she retrieved her own clothing. She felt the pulses of her mutation even before she slipped on her own shirt, eventually letting the tendrils of muscle expand and grow along her skin. The bone spurs were the last to form, allowing her to flex and adjust her arm slightly. There was a moment of silence as the muscle hardened, feeling her heart beat against her chest. She took one last look at the tape before letting out a growling huff, letting the anger of the forgotten memories flow through her as she finally walked out the door and ran down to the depths of the factory walls.

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blorbosexterminator · 3 years

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Hey dear 🤗

Unpopular Opinions :

1) Palermo gets way too much unnecessary hate in LCDP. Also, in my opinion, he was the most balanced and logical person of s3 and s4 (besides releasing Gandia) apart from Alicia Sierra and Professor from s4 e2 onwards

I watched lcpd for the first time in June 2020 and honestly, I was a Palermo hater back then, but during a recent rewatch, I noticed some things :

He's not a good person but damn well knows how to get the job done. And professionally, he was the best, ngl. Even better than Berlin and despite being blind, did a phenomenal job. He felt like voice of reason in s3.

Also, l found that most of the stuff he said during preparation in monastery were actually funny. Even that Boom Boom Ciao scene was disgusting and misogynistic but funny.

And despite what anyone may think, he did care about the team. Like in s3 he got blinded trying to save Tokyo and Nairobi from Gandia, defended Tokyo in ep7 and tried to make Nairobi see reason in ep8 even tho they hated him.

I felt that releasing Gandia was really ooc of him. He is an asshole, but a harmless one. At the most I feel, he would annoy and roast the fuck outta everyone, and keep taunting them for their poor job, but not this.

2) If Monica wasnt with Denver, Palermo and Denver would be a really cute couple. They just, idk, seem like, would be good with and for each other.

3) If Berlin and Palermo, both would have been at Mint and Bank, they would calmed the other down and had each other's backs, no matter what. And lesser casualties 🙁

4) I liked Raquel better in s1 and s2. Man, her abilities were nerfed down in s3 and s4 except Paris Plan. She was just, there, as an angst crutch for Professor.

5) For someone who screams matriarchy, Nairobi sure didnt say anything to Berlin when he was being a creep and a sexual predator in Mint.

(See, how they ruin the best characters of LCDP in s3 and s4 for some action scenes?)

6) All the romantic relationships are either toxic or make you go, "Thats nuts! It just doesnt happen!!" They had the best chance in Berlermo (friends to lovers, finish other's sentences and have each others backs. They are toxic assholes, but are good for each other). But then again they killed off Berlin so, 😕 well, point 2 still stands.

7) Amanda (Governer's secretary) and Miguel (IT intern) would make a cute couple. Also the Governer is a really good person. He is concerned about the wellbeing of his employees, and helps in Nairobi's surgery even tho he could've refused.

Dear Lord, that got out of hand 😅😅😅😅😅

But then, if you wanna discuss anything, I'll be there.

Also ep 22 review will be coming soon, so stay tuned 😁

Hey there, Kal! Sorry for how late this is, but here we go!

1) To a certain extent, I get why he's hated, like he's an absolute piece of crap lmfao, but I do agree that he was most definitely the most logical person inside the bank. I'd even say releasing Gandia was a pretty good calculated move. It did go out of hand, but it wasn't an irrational emotional decision that came out of the spur of the moment, so even here he was pretty logical. I never really hated him, but I do agree that he's pretty funny, to be fair, neither his nor Andrés' speeches ever offended me, I always found them stupid and funny, entertaining really. As for the team, I'll die on the hill that it's not that Martín grew to like them with time or see them as family as much as he did see it as his utmost responsibility to protect whoever his team is from the start, and it shows from the literal first time we see him.

I disagree with you over him being a harmless asshole and the Gandia move being out ooc. I think it was pretty in character for him. Martín isn't dangerous or destructive for its own sake, but how I see him, when it's for the good of his plan, he's definitely willing to risk people's lives over it. He doesn't just, say, kill for the sake of killing, but he's not beneath it either. Like Sergio, in a way.

2) Now that's funny to imagine lmfao. I enjoy writing them as Martín treating him like his dumb younger brother or something of the sort.

3) I agree, but I also think they'd get too emboldened with the other there and this could go SO WRONG.

4) Oh yeah, the thing is, Raquel as a character was a crucial element for the story they wrote in part 1 and 2, she's just one of the most essential pieces there, it was build around her and the professor. Part 2 is just messy, it wasn't planned and you can tell they didn't really know how to deal with a lot of characters. A lot of the characters were acting so out of character and going against their development. But understandable, overall.

5) Yeah, lmfao, I think I already shat on the feminist narrative of the show enough, but I think it's super cool that they were all just unapologetically not good people. Berlin was a creep, Helsinki was a creep, everyone was just doing their thing, lmfao.

6) I don't really care for the idea of toxicity in fictional relationship and I'm all for nuts. But like, let's be honest, berlermo definitely, 100%, falls in the nuts category, even with the things you mentioned. But again, I don't think a fictional narrative has any obligation of creating healthy relationships or any of the like.

7) I don't think I remember that Miguel. Wait is that the guy who started talking about his shitting issues around her? And yeah the governor is super cool!

#thanks Kal for sending me this #lcdp

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gizaoyas · 3 years

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OMG Margaux,

First of all I'm SO SORRY I MISPELLED YOUR NAME ALL THIS TIME. I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THAT. i write all my asks on the phone so there was a lot of going back and forth (of course that's no excuse). I hope I didn't offend you with my mistake ;;;

I'm glad to hear that you had a lovely week <333 you definitely deserved it. I hope you got plenty of well deserved rest and fun during that time~

honestly tho with the way Gege hates gojo i think we'll get a sad satosugu reunion ;;; im hoping with how OP gojo is, he'll make it out of the series alive but im not holding my breath lol i want to see geto and gojo meet again ;;;;;; they couldve been the strongest duo..... (sobs)

I definitely know some bit and pieces of OP that I'm not nearly close to seeing any time soon. It's hard to avoid all spoilers from the most popular shounen series lol

lol noooo don't do that for mdzs. the back and forth happens within the season/episode so it wont make a lot of sense if you watch multiple seasons at the same time. once the backstory is established in the first and second season, they don't do the back and forth as often! it's best to just watch the show traditionally!

skfslfsdf it's definitely a cold year. There's no snow where I am and it's really cold. I ended up getting sick from my sister and her bf but im getting better now! it helps that i wfh so i dont have to travel or miss work because im sick~ and yes!! it's very tempting to just play all day and not work but i like to say i usually get my work done lol

here to hoping you have another lovely week <333 i have your gift coming up!! i hope you'll like it ❤️

-Animanga Secret Santa

Hello again my dear Santa ❤️

Ddhdjdjd of course you didn't offend me at all!! I was so confused because I didn't know how to tell you that without you feel embarrassed, I was very afraid you'd feel bad for it!! I really thought your mispelling was cute!! Even some people of my family struggles to write my name so you know 😆

I got plenty of time last week to get some rest, making colorings, found gifts for my family and ate some chocolate! 😋I recently started a new job, and quit my previous one, that's why I had a lot of free time, I wanted to take a week for myself 😌 I hope you had a very happy, peaceful and lovely week as well and still wishing that everything is gonna be fine for your finals ❤️

Satosugu reunion is what I need the most but Gege is so crual, sure it'd only be painful... I'm almost sure there won't be a happy end for jjk 😔 I wish Gojo gets out of this alive too, but just imagine if he's tired of everything and die because being the strongest would be a curse to him, and he even couldn't saved Geto *cry* ahhh I don't want this happens, but it'd be easier to meet Geto in the afterlife, right ? :')

Ahhh I know what you mean, because before I catch up with one piece (I've paused it for years and then rewatched everything since the first episode) I had to black list everything related to it because I've been spoiled of so many things 😔 gladly I forgot facts I wasn't supposed to know but yes it's so hard to avoid spoilers 🙄 Surprisingly one piece is not the most popular shonen on tumblr, and spoilers are kind of "light" 😖

Omg I totally misunderstood dhsjehzkfzsk the mechanic to watch 1 episode of two different seasons in parallel is very interesting! I haven't played to Danganronpa games so I can't say if the adaptation is good or not, tho I really enjoyed it!! Then I'll definitely not watch mdzs this way, and I can't imagine what I would understand if I watch it like that 😂

Gosh glad to hear you're getting better because getting sick these days seems to be pretty tough to heal!! It took me almost 2 weeks to feel much better 😖 be on lockdown for almost a half of a year is very tough for immune defenses! Oh it's really one of the benefits to wfh!! I'm totally the kind of person who's always waiting until the very last minute to get the work done and it ends up in disaster 😆

Ahhhh Santa of course I'll love everything you wanna make for me!!! I'm very impatient to see what you'll make, like, who from which serie!! Ahhhh I desire to know everything and especially who you are 👀❤️

#reply #anon #animanga secret santa #🎅#secret santa 2021

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ifishouldvanish · 8 years

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Falling Forward (1/3)

Part 3 of I Must Be Warmer Now

Summary: Gold isn't sure what to call this thing between him and Lacey. But such things usually have a way of working themselves out. Rating: T Tags: fluff for these two, because they need it

[Read on AO3]

Mr Gold takes a deep breath and knocks on the door to suite 201. He's been dreading this moment all week. Collecting rent from Lacey for the first time since they started… seeing each other.

He's not sure what to call it exactly. They mostly visit each other's homes, have sex, then stay up until the wee hours of the morning venting to each other about work, their exes, or whatever the latest gossip from the Storybrooke rumour mill is. They don't exactly go out on dates or anything, at least not in town. She’s come over for dinner a few times and he’s driven out to Portland twice more to watch her open mic performances, but that's about it. They’re establishing somewhat of a routine, a safe framework in which this thing between them operates, and if he’s honest with himself, he doesn’t like it. But he doesn’t know how or if he even could explain it to her.

The deadbolt clicks and the door swings open, revealing Lacey in her tiny pajama bottoms and a cami, with yesterday's smudged eyeliner and her hair pulled up into her signature messy bun. She looks beautiful.

She leans against the doorframe, her eyes sweeping over his figure while a pleased little smirk tugs at her lips. “...Hey.”

Gold's heart is already racing and his mouth is bone dry. He tries to remember his line. It's that time of the month, Miss French. Does he call her Miss French? Or is that too formal? No, no. He's here to collect rent. Nothing more, nothing less. This is business. Miss French it is, he decides.

“...Hey." He says. Close enough.

Lacey sucks her teeth. “You uh, wanna come in… or something?”

No. No, no, no. Collect rent. Leave.

“I-If you wouldn't mind,” he says with a light chuckle instead, smiling like an idiot despite himself.

She spins around and struts back into the apartment without a word, and Gold berates himself for standing frozen in place, his eyes focused on her perfect little bottom until she reaches the kitchen counter. He finally shakes it off and follows after her, feeling a blush rise to his cheeks when he closes the door behind him. He can’t wait to get this over with, yet at the same time, he doesn’t want to leave.

She rummages through a stack of papers for a moment before pulling out a worn envelope with the word RENT scrawled across it in permanent marker. She plucks the wad of cash out and counts it quietly to herself before offering it to him. “Here you go.”

There’s a panicked feeling in Gold’s chest as he accepts it from her, but once he tucks it into his breast pocket, he can feel his soul beginning to return to his body.

“Thank you.” He nods, exhaling slowly. “Miss French.”

The smile on her face falters at that. “Yeah.” She mumbles, her eyes sweeping toward the door. “No problem.”

Well, that can't be right. He can feel the giddiness that was blooming in his chest a moment ago shriveling up and wilting into shame. He's definitely fucked something up.

Gold’s mind races for the words he needs to undo whatever it is he's just done, but before he can find them, she shifts on her feet and looks back him again, this time with a rigidness to her features. Her eyes seem to look through him, or into him, and his heart starts to pound in his chest.

“So.” She folds her arms over her chest and leans back against the counter.. “What's up?”

“Oh— nothing.” He says a little too quickly. God, he's starting to sweat. “You?”

“Same old.” She shrugs. “You um, gonna be done making rounds soon?”

He stops himself before an automatic yes can jump from his tongue. “Should be done come five.”

“Hm.” She says with another shrug. A silence stretches between them for a moment and she sucks her teeth. “You know... you could uh, come by later. If you want.”

“Right.” He coughs.

“I uh… I was just gonna order takeout and binge rewatch the X-Files or something.” She adds with forced nonchalance.

“I'll ah, consider it.”

“You um—” The hard-edged expression fades from her features, giving way to the soft, tender one typically reserved for their post-coital chit-chats. “You doing okay?” She asks, taking a half-step closer and resting a hand on his shoulder. She gives him a slight squeeze but quickly pulls away, wrapping her arms around herself again.

“Aye, fine.” He coughs, squeezing the handle of his cane. “Just... came by for the rent, ye know?”

She pouts at him and sighs. “Yeah.”

“So, I guess I'll ah... be on my way then.” He tells the floor.

“I guess so.”

He looks back up, ready to flash her a parting smile— but she looks so disappointed again and he can't bring himself to leave because he's clearly doing something wrong. He just can't stand to leave her like this, in less cheerful a state than he found her in.

God dammit. Why is he so terrible at this? She's trying to make plans with you, you dolt.

He tentatively reaches his free hand out for one of hers, but they're still crossed over her chest, and so it just hovers awkwardly in the air instead. He settles for gently grasping her arm at the elbow, rubbing his thumb over it in a manner he hopes— yet doubts— is comforting.

“I'll…” He pulls back and gives her a weak smile that she returns, much to his relief. “I'll come by around six?”

Her smile widens into something more genuine. “Six sounds good.”

“Good.” He nods. “I'll ah, see you then.” He hesitates for a second, then swallows. “...Sweetheart.”

Lacey takes her bottom lip between her teeth, biting back the grin that so badly wants to bloom across her face. With the weight of his uncertainty lifted from his shoulders, Gold feels like he's floating.

The playful gleam finally returns to her blue eyes and she wets her lips. “Sounds good, baby.”

Gold knows he’s blushing. He doesn't have much time to feel embarrassed for himself though, before she throws her arms around his shoulders and presses her lips to his. It catches him off guard, and he lets out a surprised little grunt before he reciprocates and slides his arm around her waist.

Baby.

He never really liked it when Milah would call him that. But from Lacey, it just feels right.

Mr Gold collected rent from the rest of the tenants in Lacey's building with a dopey smile planted firmly on his face, earning himself curious stares from each and every one of them. Unit 302 was short $200 and he just told them not to worry about it. As he walks back out to the car, he tells himself it’s only because he doesn't have time to explain the particular details of their rental agreement right now, and not because his little exchange with Lacey just has him in that good of a mood and what's he going to do with another $200 anyway?

But who is he kidding? His mind has been playing the sound of her voice calling him baby over and over like a broken record, and it makes his chest tingle with anticipation every time. He’s not a big fan of takeout and he doesn’t know what an X-File is, but he can hardly wait until the end of the day so can enjoy them both with her. As soon as he finishes up on 3rd Avenue, he turns onto Main Street and makes a beeline for the florist.

The bell hanging above the front door of Game of Thorns clangs annoyingly as he steps inside, but it’s not enough to sour his mood. Not by a longshot. He’s a man on a mission this afternoon— buying flowers for his sweetheart— and if that means having to deal with Moe French’s poor taste in doorbells, then so be it. He hears the advancing of dragging footsteps and the man emerges from the back room, his friendly service smile slipping from his face when he recognizes his latest visitor.

“Gold? You already got your money this morning,” he groans. “Every cent! Count it again!”

“Lovely to see you again as well, Mr French.” He says with a forced, polite smile as he approaches the counter. “But no, no… I'm not here for your money.” Surely he can manage to put aside his general distaste for this man for a few minutes. For Lacey. He glances around the shop for a moment, then rests his hands on his cane and looks Moe in the eyes. “I'd like a dozen of your finest roses.” He says calmly. “Salmon or light pink, preferably.”

Moe just stares ahead blankly, and he isn't sure if he heard him. Or believes him. Or was paying attention. If there was ever a light behind the eyes of Moe French, Gold thinks, it must have gone out long ago.

“No.” He finally says.

Gold blinks. “...Excuse me?”

“I said no.”

Gold frowns. “Mr French.” He wets his lips and leans over the counter slightly. “A bit of free advice from one proprietor to another: turning away customers— not the best business strategy.”

“I don't care if it's bad for business.” The man bellows. “I'm not selling you a single rose from this shop.”

Gold lets out a little chuckle and glances around the shop again— an irritated, predatory grin spreading across his face. The nerve of this man. “Mr French—”

“What does a bastard like you want with my Lacey?”

“You mean it isn't obvious?” Gold scoffs. “After all, you are her father.”

Moe’s face reddens and he looks like he might explode.

“Lacey is an incredibly resilient young woman with a kind heart, vivacious spirit, and illuminating perspective on life.” Gold explains, taking mercy on him. “I think the better question, Mr French, is why someone like her would want anything to do with me.”

Moe scowls at him a moment longer and huffs, his shoulders slouching in defeat. “She doesn't like roses anymore.” He grunts.

That wipes the smug grin right off of Gold's face. He hadn't even considered well… that. He feels like an idiot. Every time he'd hurt me, there'd be flowers the next morning.

“Not since—”

“No.” Gold sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “No, of course not.” Whoever Lacey's ex-fiancé is, the bastard's lucky she hasn't uttered his name once to him. He'd hop the first flight to New York and give him a piece of his mind. Or his cane.

For the best, Gold tells himself as he takes a deep breath. Assault and battery— still a very bad idea.

Moe looks down the floor hesitantly and sighs. “...Stargazer lilies are her favorite.”

Gold tilts his head at him. He'll take back every foul thought he's ever had about the man if helps him choose the perfect flowers for Lacey. “Stargazer lilies? How— how might those look with carnation, or hydrangea?”

Moe nods slowly. “I can make it work.”

Gold arches a brow. “It's short notice. I'd like them for tonight.”

“I’m willing to move things around a bit for my daughter.” Moe says firmly, standing tall with fatherly pride. “I can have something ready by five.”

“That would be... perfect, Mr French.”

“I don't know what in God's name she sees in you, Gold.” Moe says. “But whatever she sees, she... likes it.” He admits reluctantly.

Gold knits his brows together. Did Moe just give him his… blessing?

“...Thank you.” He says in a whisper, beginning to head back toward the door. He stops halfway and looks back at Moe. “Mr French, I— the last thing I want is to hurt—”

“I know.” He grumbles. “Now go on. Get out of my shop, Gold.”

*****

Lacey takes a deep breath and a quick look in the mirror when she hears the knock at the door. It has to be him.

She's suddenly regretting having changed into a proper outfit. She even put on lipstick and reapplied her day-old eyeliner. Was it too much? Was she trying too hard? Lacey French doesn't dress up for anyone but herself— right?

Calm down, she urges herself. She takes so much pride in not worrying about what people think, but when it comes to Gold, that philosophy goes flying out the window. She just likes him so much and she wants him to like her too. He has to like her by now, doesn't he?

He knocks again and she shakes it off. It’s too late now. Just fucking do it, darling.

She opens the door and Gold looks more nervous now than he did three hours ago. He's wearing the same suit but he somehow looks even cuter than before. It's probably the bouquet of— whoa.

“For you, sweetheart.” He says with a timid smile on his face as he offers the flowers to her.

“You—” She wets her lips and stares at the floral arrangement, her heart fluttering in her chest and nervous energy boiling in her gut. “You got me flowers?” She asks, immediately cringing at how cold her voice sounds.

A panicked look fills his eyes and her mouth gapes open with worry. She can't find any words but she's slowly beginning to realize there isn't a single rose in the arrangement. Instead, it's a stunning bouquet of stargazer lilies. God dammit Lacey, thank you— you say thank you.

“It... It seemed the proper th-thing to do?” He explains weakly. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—”

“No!” She blurts. “No, no!” She looks at the bouquet again and smiles. “No, I just mean— it's… really nice of you.” Her words seem to do little to console him though, and God, why does he put up with her? Stammering, she rushes to accept them from him. “I'm sorry. I'm not used to— I don't know.”

Not used to anybody thinking I'm worth buying flowers for.

“I know you said—” Gold cuts himself off and shakes his head. “Your father told me they were your favorite?”

“They are.” She assures him with her best smile. “They’re uh, they're beautiful. Thank you.” She just stares at him for the longest time because Christ. He didn't just buy her flowers— he went through her father to buy her flowers. That couldn’t have been pleasant. “I love them.”

She takes a moment to admire the arrangement properly. Flowers. He got you flowers. She suddenly realizes he's still standing in her doorway and shakes her head.

“Shit, I'm sorry,” she blurts. “Come in.”

He takes no more than two steps inside before stopping and looking at her apprehensively, fumbling with his hands. She doesn't know what to do but then she feels him place a gentle hand on her arm. He leans in slowly and presses a chaste kiss to her cheek.

“You look beautiful.” He says, the apples of his cheeks rounded by a timid smile.

Oh, fuck this.

Lacey adjusts her grip on the flowers and clasps her free hand on his shoulder, pulling him in hard for a kiss— A real one, on the lips with a bit of tongue, because this is getting ridiculous. And also because every time she kisses him like this, she notices the look of complete, utter surprise on his face and it's kind of adorable. His arm slowly wraps around her waist and he kisses her back. The flowers rustle between them as their hands wander over each other and they deepen the kiss. He follows her touch as she pulls away and smiles when they finally part.

“Thank you, baby.” She says with a finishing peck on his cheek. “Let me find something to put these in.”

For once, Lacey's glad she works at a florist because she intends to make her flowers from Mr Gold last as long as possible.

#rumbelle fic #golden lace

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