omg sparrow fur just got confirmed to become the second leader of skyclan
Ok, that's good. I'll have to think of how to go foward from here.
If Sparrow Heart had died before taking leadership, I was going to write that as her being INFURIATED by it. Remembered forever as Skystar's stooge, his general, his loyal servant, but never having power of her own. And, generations later, she'd grab for it in any way possible.
With her being Sparrowstar, I'm going to keep her ambition and desire for power, but she had a chance to enact her vision in life. She was the first cat to inherit 9 lives, even, with how BB!Skystar is the first leader to die. She continued his "legacy," not out of any actual love or respect to him, but because it's HER TURN.
All these years of groveling, of having to bend and bargain around the desire of stronger cats, now it's HERS. She is the one who bargains, who makes others grovel. No one will make her scared and powerless ever again.
It's going to continue the ferocious rivalry between SkyClan and ThunderClan, especially as Owlstar takes power. Sparrowstar is definitely gone by the time of the River Kingdom's succession crisis, though, she's too battle hungry to rule for so long.
Or maybe Sparrowstar will end up inventing some kitty war crimes and become one of the first Dark Forest cases. After all, it's very in-character of BB!Skystar to not officialize an heir, and force Sparrow Heart to have to carve a path through his bio-kits for the power she is owed...
(Mumbling to self: and then that makes a pretty interesting claim for SkyClan during the River Kingdom succession crisis... "we need no claim to your throne to take it from you")
We'll see!
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spoilers for the marvels x
carol keeping a newspaper cutout of monica then going "your mom said you like space :)" as if she didn't follow her life and her not coming back because she didn't herself as the hero her family expected of her, when they just needed her with them like its giving me a lot of natasha not finding yelena after she thought she ended the red room. monica saying she doesn't wanna talk to her aunt carol and carol's face after made me wanna scream and cry cause WHY IS LIFE HARD. why is this giving so much black widow vibes bro like leave me alone fuck
kamala is everything, she's asunshine, she's my child, i am protecting her with all my powers, HER LITTLE FACE WHEN SHE'S SCARED OR SAD??? I WILL FIGHT EVERYONE CAUSE HOW DARE YOU HURT HER, and her family is the best, absolutely am living for every hindi dialogues cause my language spoken in my favourite movie is everything. also, kamala thinking she's getting tested for the avengers then going nah bro i will make my own! YEAH YOU DO IT I TRUST YOU.
monica touching thing she shouldn't is giving OH SHINY I WANNA TOUCH like she is a CHILD alright, did you see the way her eyes light up like ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS ISNT A SINGLE MOTHER ADVENTURE WITH HER TWO KIDS???
goose's having a whole country worth of kittens wasn't expected, but that scene? CINEMATIC MASTERPIECE. the editing is so beautiful, vfx is good, music hits right, THE MARVELS IS EVERYTHING.
honorable mention, carol and valkyrie fucked.
and kate bishop special appearance? she looks older??? AND STILL GIVING LUCKY PIZZA. but i was giggling smiling like i love her alright. is2g i want to be apart of the young avengers LIKE SIR GIVE ME THE CHANCE FUCK. I WANT TO ACT WITH THESE PEOPLE PLAYING THESE CHARACTERS AND PRETENDING LIKE I'M ACTUALLY A SUPER HERO PLEASE.
i'm done. here's the poster i got from the theater:
note: how does one find the correct frame for framing posters cause i've never framed my poster but kept it aside and i really wanna frame it x
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"They are being unreasonable," Victor cried.
"If I may," Christophe purred in his lilting way, "it is not unreasonable to require care and tending to... well, anything really."
"It would just come with me," came the huffed reply.
"Victor, min vän." Christophe took a careful sip of his drink, waiting for the silver head to raise, blue eyes glaring balefully into the camera. "Animals do not tend to themselves when domesticated. Not here. No matter what these animated films may say."
"Why not?!"
It was Christophe's turn to freeze. "I'm not really sure. I think it has something to do with the eternal cycle and being removed from nature?"
"They are pets! There nature is to be in a home."
"I'm not sure that's how it works. What got you so interested in an animal companion anyway?"
"One stood on me."
The long, complicated stair Victor receives encourages him to elaborate, which he promptly does. "The thing is, since I've been here, nothing has seemed to shock me. There is so little glamour. It's like wonder in the land of winter is in short supply. I just don't get it, Chris. Winter is the time of rest and cozy joy. Crystal wonders, castles made of ice. Why is it not like this here?"
"None of us have it easy, Victor. The material world is far more locked. How locked depends on who's around you. The more you can make them dream, make them follow - there eyes wide, heart open - the less the world tells you no. People are desperate to dream. That doesn't mean those dreams aren't about predictable things."
A low groan escaped the ice king's lips as he melted into his roll-wheels desk chair. As it slid, he tossed his arms out, letting one fall across his eyes, the other a decorous extension of his lament. "I see you've been working on your program. What's the theme?"
"Languishing. Forlorn. The ever extending existential crisis of faith in this mundane world!"
"So... changes?"
"Yes. Changes."
"You are so dramatic."
"Awe, thanks!" Victor slid back to the desk, his smile big. "What's yours?"
"Growth."
"Little on point for a spring fey, isn't it?"
"Literal growth, Victor. I am ridiculously short. I am looking forward with great passion to the day I regain my splendor in the Material Realm. As it stands I can only reach high shelves at the embassy."
"If you had a pet, they could do that for you."
"Only particular pets, and I do not think I want something so dependent on me. I move about to much. I need something independent."
"Like the familiars or like the pooka?"
"Pooka hear you talk like that and we may well have to get a new Ice King while we're looking for Yuri and the Hero." Christophe paused, head tilted. "Why do we call him that anyway. I know it's his title, but doesn't he have a name name?"
"His title is Duke of Shadows, actually. Hero is a moniker. Though, come to think of it, I don't know if he has a name. I mean, he must. I hear Yuri whispering something to him all the time that tickles the ears like one, but it's never really said out loud."
"We're fey, Victor. Would you tell your name to just anyone when you're bound by the title of Hero? Also, when did he become a duke?"
"End of the second age, I think. When he created the Dawn."
"Yuri?"
"Sort of. It's complicated. I think Yuri was always there, just kind of hidden by shadows. I suppose it's more accurate to say he 'removed the shadows from' Yuri. The previous Unseele left a lot of things confusing on purpose. My head still has a hard time wrapping about all that occurred."
"Hum. Well, about this dog," Christophe said casually.
"Yes! You must help me find one! I require a little chaos in my life. I am so bored with out it."
Christophe nodded, fully intending to help his friend, refusing to let him know the chaos he was missing was his terrifyingly brilliant cousin. Victor was missing that spark of 'life'. He only hoped to keep Victor's unspoken burden of guilt from drowning him in banality before they recovered his fire brand relative - and that mania would not result if they didn't find the Hero before that.
part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20, part 21, part 22, part 23
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Islam Al-Najjar I hesitated and delayed for a long time in writing these words and creating an account on GoFundMe, but the need has become very urgent because of what I see of the approaching death of myself and my family. I insisted on detailing and explaining more and more about my family in order to show you the whole picture and for you to know the extent of my suffering and need.
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