#which would be hot as a scenario I actually have something similar for her w fem!crowley

[beastsovrevelation]

Imagine you are a demon, and get captured by Heaven, but the Most Glorious She-Prince

takes you as her companion... Meaning, she takes you to wherever she spends her time, and puts you between her thighs.

...Diplomatic relations, am I right?..

Wonder what the'd say in Hell, once they find out you had your mouth on the enemy General's pussy.

I mean, the softness of her pussy certainly contrasts her rough soldier's fingers in your hair.

Oh, and she's in Roman armour.

[bratkook]

quiet, baby. (m) jjk

pairing. jungkook x reader genre. smut, pwp warnings. exhibitionism, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, slightly teasing/mean kook turns into whiny kook at the end lol word count. 3.2k note. today on jlin spews together a smutty drabble while ignoring her other wips just bc that one specific photo of jungkook is eating away at her brain, i give you this, it’s not edited, idk if i hate it or not and i wrote it all on tumblr mobile so..yeah🤩

leave feedback/reblog/send an ask okie bye❣️

“That’s it, slow and steady baby.” Jungkook’s voice comes from behind you, husky and teasing, edges of his lips ghosting around your ear as he sighs when you do exactly as he asks. 

Your head falls forward with a choked groan as his hand slips under your skirt, fingers finding their desired target as he begins to circle your clit, your skin feeling hot from his sinful hands. Everything feels stuffy now, the sweat accumulating behind your neck, your face burning in embarrassment at you actually doing this, the thrill of where you were making another gush of arousal escape you. 

When you had jokingly teased your boyfriend during dinner, your hand lightly ghosting over his cock through the thick denim he wore, you were lying if you said you didn’t think it would lead to anything besides seeing him flustered as he asked for the check. Jungkook always had something up his sleeve whenever you decided to be bold and you knew your actions would be well worth it.

Apparently you were right, your boyfriend did in fact have plans, the gears turning in his mind as you walked hand in hand down the streets, his half hard cock pressing against his jeans so prominently it was a blessing he wore long enough layers to cover it up. Jungkook wasn’t a sucker, if you thought you could tease him and act coy without getting similar treatment in return you had another thing coming. 

As he stepped onto the subway and glanced around he smiled when he took note of one other person occupying the car, tucked away in a far corner with their eyes shut and earbuds blasting who knows what. It was perfect, you were completely unaware of the filthy plan he had as he guided you to the very back, but as soon as the subway started moving so did his hands. 

Slowly at first, trailing along the exposed skin of your thighs, playing with the hem of your pleated skirt in a way so innocent you allowed yourself to get comfortable in your seat. Then came the teasing words, knowing just what your fantasies were and using them to his advantage, wrapped neatly with a ribbon on top, beautifully disguised to make you think it was in your favor. 

You in fact were a sucker, which is exactly how you found yourself perched on top of Jungkook with your skirt bunched up, thighs held apart and hooked over his knees as you creamed his cock, taking him completely without a care in the world. Each roll of your sensitive clit makes you shudder above him, needing to shut your eyes to stop the possibility of making eye contact with the only other person here, if you couldn’t see them, they couldn’t see you. That’s the mentality that kept you going. 

Jungkook simply chuckles when you rest your forehead against the seat in front of you, enjoying the way your body trembles with pleasure, your own hands tightly clutching onto the arm circling around your waist as you do your best to keep your moans in. The pleasure was slowly bubbling inside of you, the roll of his fingers lulling you further under the haze of it all and thats when he speaks.

“Let’s play a game hm?” he whispers, voice sounding steady and unaffected, only making you feel like more of a mess at how you were behaving. 

“A game?” Your voice is soft, slurred at the ends as it spills out of your mouth, curling over your tongue as you struggle to speak. Jungkook knows he has you now, your competitive streak mixed with the lust clouding your brain made for the perfect scenario for Jungkook’s plan, there was no way you would say no. 

“Yeah,” he sighs, pressing a soft kiss against your cheek, rutting his hips up into you and smirking when you whimper in response from his cock rubbing against your g-spot. “If you can be a good girl and make me cum before our stop, I won’t punish you for your little stunt during dinner.”

“I didn’t–“ you start, the lie catching in your throat before it can even fully form, your nails digging into the leather of his jacket when he spreads your thighs further apart and delivers a swift smack against your aching clit, laughing meanly when your body twitches at the sensation. 

“You did.” Jungkook continues to mouth along your skin, kissing down your jaw and onto your neck. When the automated voice fills the car and alerts you of the coming exit you feel the way he smiles against your skin, a small hum reaching your ears at the thought of you running out of time. The shadow of his bucket hat not allowing you to see his eyes when you turn back to look at him in curiosity, but you don’t need to see them to know the evil glint he’s sporting. “Better hurry up baby, we’re a few stops away.”

“Jungkook,” you whine, the first fully audible response from you so far. Could you make him cum in that amount of time? Possibly, but when Jungkook was determined to tease you he could hold off his own orgasm without a hitch, you on the other hand couldn’t and you knew if you came before him whatever punishment he had planned would only stretch out, it could go in your favor but you were too needy to test it out. 

“C’mon, this is what you wanted isn’t it?” His hands roam up until he’s gripping your hips, fingers digging into your skin and beginning to guide you to grind on top of him, the torturous glide of his cock rubbing all the right spots inside of you making you gasp. 

“No,” you whimper, but the way your hips start to move once more show otherwise, a steady roll of your hips continuing and Jungkook doesn’t need to see the mess you’re making to know just how turned on you are by this. The base of his cock had a pool of your arousal around it, sticky and shiny each time you slid off before rolling back, no doubt ruining his underwear pushed a few inches down but that didn’t matter when you felt this good around him. 

The disinterested sigh he lets out only makes you speed up, the loosening grip on your hips as he leans back into his seat has you desperate to keep his attention on you, show him how good you could be for him. With newfound determination your hands move to grip onto the back of the seat a few inches in front of you, holding yourself steady as you begin to bounce on top of him, hoping your actions are discreet enough to conceal what you were doing from wandering eyes. 

Jungkook smirks when he feels your velvety walls tighten with each raise of your hips, lifting up until the head of his cock was the only thing nuzzled within you before your warmth took him in once more as you sank back down with a light thump. The rumbling of the subway wheels conceal the noise enough but he isn’t even sure he would care if anyone bares witness to this, seeing you lose yourself on top of him, desperate to make him cum despite being in public. 

This had been a fantasy for both of you for so long and as the subway approaches the following stop you feel the tiny sense of panic begin to set in, the bright lights of the station grabbing your attention as you spot a handful of people lingering by the tracks. You still your hips as you wait, hoping none of them would step foot onto the car you were in, not entirely sure if you’d be able to pass off riding your boyfriend as innocently sitting on his lap. 

“Is my baby shy now?” His words snap you back, a tilt of his head finally allowing you to see his eyes as he stares at you, a genuine look of understanding being passed between you, knowing if you had become too uncomfortable to continue he’d stop with no questions asked. 

Your eyes move to stare out of the window once more, sighing in relief when the passengers board the car in front of you instead and the train resumes moving. “Just don’t want anyone to see.” 

Jungkook laughs lightly at your words, sitting straighter as he circles his arms around your waist again, holding you still on top of him with his cock buried deep within you as his right hand creeps under your skirt once more. “Don’t want anyone to see what a needy slut you are?”

His words have the desired effect on you, whimpering and dropping your head back as his deft fingers find your clit like second nature, rubbing tight circles around your hardened nub as you tightened around his length. 

“No,” you gasp, “only w-want you to see that.” The desperation laced in your voice makes it hard to recognize yourself but he revels in it, let’s himself soak in your words, the small tingles of pleasure spreading throughout his body before he’s planting his feet firmly onto the floor and thrusting up into you. A squeal of surprise fills the space, piercing through the silence it's a shock the single passenger was still sound asleep with his earbuds popped in. 

“Quiet, baby.” he mocks with a teasing tilt to his voice, continuing to rut up into you, loving every moan that slips out of your plush lips, swollen from the way you bit down on them. Jungkook knew neither of you were being discreet now, with the way your body jostled each time he thrust up, your face twisted up in pleasure, illuminated by the bright lights, if anyone glanced in your direction it would be clear as day.

You didn’t care anymore, too lost in the feeling of his thick cock filling you up, the sensation of the denim rubbing along the back of your thighs with each roll of his hips, the familiar scent of your boyfriend's cologne wrapping around you as he held you close. Paired with the way his fingers continued to flick against your clit, it was too much, already feeling your climax approaching. 

Jungkook knows, can feel the way your walls get tighter, the tremble in your body as it starts to take over you, the breathy whines of his name as it gets closer. The need to cum has you quickening up your hips, meeting his thrusts in tandem, the two of you so lost in your pleasure you don’t notice the approaching stop. The automated voice doesn’t register in your head, your ears full of the rhythmic thumping of your heart, eyes once again shut and the prettiest pout on your lips that Jungkook could faintly see in the reflection of the window. 

“Fuck, so pretty,” he groans, eyes locked onto your reflection, seeing your brows furrow together as your mouth drops open in a silent moan. Just as your orgasm is about to wash over you he pulls his hand away from your clit and stills your hips entirely with an iron grip, with all the stimulation gone your orgasm is ripped away from you, a whiny plea making Jungkook chuckle. 

“No, no Jungkook please.” Your hips fight against his grip, desperately searching for any friction to relieve the ache of your ruined orgasm, rutting against him with a frown, head dropping forward as you stare down. With shaky hands you lift up your skirt and sigh when you see the way his fingers are covered in your slick, inches from your throbbing clit, choosing to deny you your pleasure like the teasing asshole he was. 

“Did you forget already?” he asks, bringing a hand up to gently rub along your cheek as you whimper, leaning into his touch. When the doors close and the subway takes off again he chuckles, knowing your time was running out, already planning all the ways he would tease you the minute you got home. “One more stop baby.”

Taking a deep breath you try to ignore the flutters in your stomach, knowing exactly what you had to do to make Jungkook fall apart underneath you. When his hand loosens up on your hip you begin moving again, not holding back the moans that spill from your mouth anymore, making a show of grabbing his hands and trailing them up your thighs and under your shirt, knowing just how much he loved your tits. 

He grunts against your shoulder in appreciation when his large palm grabs a handful of your boobs over the flimsy bralette you’re wearing, giving them a rough squeeze as you mewl above him.  “Fuck, Jungkook,” you sigh dreamily, humming when the tip of his cock nudges along your g-spot. “You always make me so messy.”

Jungkook groans now, your words and the soft wet smacks of your messy pussy sinking onto his cock affecting him, making his head swim with desire as you whine when he pulls at your hardened nipple. “Shit, you feel so warm.” He’s speaking softly, almost like his thoughts are spilling out without warning, always losing himself whenever you become vocal, needing to hear just how good he made you feel to allow himself to bask in it. 

His eyes flutter shut, enjoying the drag of your walls on his cock with each roll of your hips, your chest heaving as you panted, his hand still cupping your breast, teasingly tugging and twisting at the pebbled bud, wanting nothing more than to lick and suck his way around your chest but this would have to do. 

“Kookie,” you breathe, “wanna feel you, please.” Your earlier orgasm starts to rise once more, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to hold it back before him and with the stop approaching soon he had to cum now to save you from whatever torture he had planned. 

“Yeah?” He huffs out a moan, whiny and needy, a complete contrast to the unaffected demeanor he had earlier. Jungkook couldn’t play calm and collected anymore, already diving head first into this, too far gone to be able to pull back now. 

“I’m gonna make you even messier for me, s-show you–“ he’s cut off with a gasp when you start to pulse your walls around him, head falling back as a deep groan escapes him, his own orgasm crawling up his spine. “Fuck, show you how good girls get rewarded.”

“Please, I’ve been good, just wanna make you cum.” An unrestrained moan fills the air as he starts to thrust up into you in desperation, the only thought in his mind being filling you up full of his cum, wanting to see it dripping around your ruined underwear, slicked along your inner thighs and concealed by that tiny skirt you wore. You were always so hell bent on teasing him, knowing just how much he loved to ruin you afterwards, turning you into a delirious mess all because of his cock. He loves it. 

“Don’t worry baby,” he grunts, the added layers he wore only making it stuffier for him as he begins to sweat, clinging to his body as he pants behind you. “Gonna fill you up.”

Trailing your own hand down your torso your fingers meet your throbbing clit, shuddering on top of him as you start to rub against it, jolts of pleasure coursing through you as your climax inches closer. Jungkook isn’t far off, the coil inside of him tightening as you whimper each time his cock hits the back of your cervix, his brain heady with lust, not being able to hold back the increased volume of his moans. 

“Fuck, almost there.” You hum in confirmation, nodding along as your body heats up, muscles beginning to tense, mind starting to float with each flick of your wrist. 

“Show me I’m a good girl Kook,” you whine out so beautifully, so needy and desperate for him, and he loses it, rutting into you sloppily until he’s cumming, ribbons of white stuffing you full and warming you up as he fuck you. The feeling of his cum inside you sends you over the edge as well, your thighs giving out on you as you fully plop on top of him, your fingers continuing to rub along your sensitive clit as you shudder and twitch above him. 

“Fuck,” he sighs out, panting by your ear and mixing in with the small ringing you hear from the strength of your orgasm. Slowly, his hand slips out from underneath your shirt, rubbing along the skin of your hips to help calm you down as your body trembles. With a small groan you pull yourself off of his softening cock, readjusting your messy underwear before scooting back onto the seat beside him. 

Jungkook watches as your eyes widen at the sight of his cock, shiny with your arousal, coated in globs of his cum, looking just as inviting as always. He chokes on a moan when you instantly bend forward and slip it into your mouth, the sensitivity making him whine as you lick his cock clean, pulling off with a pop and a smirk. “Was I good?”

He narrows his eyes at your teasing tone, the devious look on your face showing him that you weren’t done yet. Jungkook thought he had one upped you, caught you by surprise after you teased him and took you on a run for your money by doing this, but you looked completely satisfied with yourself as he slid his cock back into his underwear and pulled his jeans back up. 

“You’re evil.”

Jungkook smiles when you laugh, both of you pausing when the automated voice alerts you of your stop approaching in a few seconds. As the two of you stand up from the seats your eyes roam the car once more, a gasp escaping when you realize the only other person here has stepped off. 

“Oh my god, when did they leave?”

“Last stop, don’t worry they left before it got good.” He clutches your hands when you go to swat at him, laughing heartily as you approach the car doors. “They totally knew too.”

Jungkook had seen the moment they left, earbuds still pushed in, but the way they had glanced in their direction shaking their head with a smile let him know that he was completely aware of the filthy things you two were doing. 

“Jungkook!” you whine, stepping off the subway and onto the platform, grimacing when you feel the way your sticky underwear rubs against you. 

“What? This was all part of your scheme you little devil, at least we didn’t have a massive audience.”

Well he had a point, it could’ve been worse, at least this way you were able to tick off the box beside this fantasy. “We’re never doing this again, I don’t care how hot it was.”

Your boyfriend just smiles, intertwining your hands together as you exit the station. He knew you better than anyone so he knew you were absolutely doing this again.

[kurutabaa]

hi i discovered ur blog and its my new fave thing ever! may i req for a ryuji version of the "friend trying to pair up with his future s/o" thing u did? i feel like ann would fit as scheming matchmaker. (or u can pick whoever though) im such a loser for this idea, it's genius. i love ryuji so 👁👄👁 totally self indulgent

Ann Trying to Pair up Ryuji with his Future S/O!

Did I hear Ann the matchmaker and Ryuji as the matchmaker victim?! Yesyes!! I would be happy enough to do a lot more of these “Friend Pairing up Someone with Future S/O” scenarios!! Plus, Ann is the freaking best and I adore her~

(Futaba/Akira version of this scenario here!)

Ann Takamaki + Ryuji Sakamoto!

Featuring Ann as the Matchmaker and Ryuji + S/O as her target~

As the whole “Futaba pairing up Akira and his S/O together” situation died down, Ann noticed something similar to that with you and Ryuji.

She noticed how Ryuji would act stupider than he normally was around you. How he would try to say something cool but fail horribly, the way he tried to avoid eye contact with you and how he wouldn’t dare get closer then a meter towards you.

Although Ann had no solid evidence for any feelings, she realized this was Ryuji we were talking about. She needed to get her hands dirty.

After this realization, Ann will immediately interrogate Ryuji, wether it’d be at the lockers, cafeteria, or courtyard, she needs some answers.

“Hey, Sakamoto. What’s up with you?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“How stupid are you? I’m obviously talking about Y/N, it’s pretty obvious that you have feelings for them.”

“What?! W-Where did you get bullshit like that?!”

“Don’t play dumb with me! Now, I’m gonna help you win their heart, got it?”

Will definitely somehow rope in Akira the PT Girls into her schemes. Wether it’d be for date ideas or scheming “We’re just hanging out but this is totally meant to be a date!” plans.

Depending on which person you hang out with a lot, she’ll tell them to ask you what you think of Ryuji and to tell her afterwards.

When it turns out that you do have feelings for Ryuji, she’s now extremely adamant on getting you two together.

Will either tell you or Ryuji to ask one another if they want to go out for lunch, but most likely Ryuji has to do it.

It would be the end of class, you would be unknowingly packing your bag as Ann gives a thumbs up of approval to Ryuji. He uncomfortably walks his way towards you and calls out your name.

“Ryuji? What’s up?”

“I-I was wondering if..”

He looks for help to Ann, which he now realises that the entire PT group is now spying on the two of them. Thanks, Ann.

“U-Uh, I need some help with studying, so I’m wondering if you would hang out for a bit afterschool.”

Ryuji audibly hears the Phantom Theif members sighing in relief.

“Oh! Sure thing, where do you want to meet?”

“What about the ramen shop in Shibuya? My treat!”

“Alright! We can go on the train together to Shibuya, then!”

“C-Cool beans!”

As soon as he walked away, he was internally celebrating and had the goofiest smile on his face.

Ann will assign the guys to “prep” Ryuji for their study date while she takes the girls to “help” S/O

What do the guys do to prep Ryuji? Well, everyone gives him strange dating advice, besides Akira who now has some experience in being in a relationship.

“I get it, I get it! I won’t say anything stupid, now can ya stop pestering me?”

How do the girls help you? Well, their actually a bit more helpful! Haru and Ann initiate on styling your school uniform a certain way to make it more flashing, and also attempt at styling your hair either by putting in cute hairclips or puffing it up.

Haru will also give you a pep talk before you go home!

“You can do it, Y/N! And if Ryuji-kun breaks your heart, he’ll feel the wrath of my axe!”

“R-Right..”

You meet up with Ryuji at the station, taking the train to Shibuya. It was hot and uncomfortable, being stuffed inbetween students and office workers like a sardine can sucked.

You two sighed in relief as you got off the train, then immediately losing eachother in the ocean of people.

After you two find eachother again, the both of you awkwardly agree to link eachothers arms in order to not lose eachother.

“J-Just hold onto my arm and you’ll be good, alright?”

It wasn’t as busy as you two walked down the streets of Shibuya, the two of you gleaming once you found the ramen place.

The two of you ordered your dishes and started some small talk, it wasn’t actually as awkward as Ryuji imagined it to be. Maybe he was just that comfortable with you to forget that this was supposed to be an awkward first date.

“Oh, you asked me to come here to study, right? So, what do you need help on? We have that English test coming up soon.”

“Huh? O-Oh! I didn’t actually needed to study.. I, uh..”

Yikes, he may have just dug himself a hole to confessing why he really wanted you here.

You noticed that he was hesitant on finishing his sentence, and your mind began to race. Wait, was this meant to be a date? Your cheeks flushed at his true intentions.

“Y-Y’know, if you wanted to hang out with me, you didn’t have to make up an excuse.. I-I would’ve said yes even if you asked me straightforward!”

It was silent for a few seconds, although you were in a public restaurant, it felt like the two of you were alone.

Ryuji finally broke the silence. “Y/N! Honestly, I..”

He got up suddenly, bending down onto the ground and bursting out,

“I like you! Please go out with me!”

Everyone stared at him strangely, did a highschooler just got onto the ground and confessed his feelings?

Speaking of everyone, Ann was intently watching with the rest of the Phantom Theives by her side once again. She is the matchmaker after all, it wouldn’t be efficient to leave the pair alone.

“What a flashy way to confess to someone.” Akira muttered.

“Shh! It’s gonna get good!” Futaba hushed him.

You felt embarrassed, speechless, but also quite flattered. You tried your best to look to answer.

“I-I like you too..!”

Ryuji looks up at you in shock, a blush spread across his cheeks

“F-For real?!”

You silently nod your head, while Ryuji has the biggest smile on his face. This strangely sweet moment only to be interrupted by a worker.

“Hey, kiddos, you either keep quiet or take your buisness somewhere else.”

“S-Sorry!” “Sorry!”

The rest of the date went off without a hitch! The two of you turning small talk into engaging conversations and not having a care in the world.

It was getting dark out, so the two of you went to the train station so you wouldn’t get stuck in Shibuya. Surprisingly enough, the Phantom Thieves were still keeping an eye on you two! Despite everyone else wanting to go home, Ann forced them to stay.

You and Ryuji stood in silence, the only thing you can hear is the echos of doors opening and closing, alongside the footsteps of busy people.

“Hey, Ryuji..”

“What’s up?”

You gulped, shyly fiddling with the straps of your uniform.

“Does this mean we’re dating now?”

Ryuji winced, trying to look for the right answer.

“I mean.. If you want to?”

You tried to hide the growing smile on your face, reaching your fingertips to interlock your hand with his.

“I’d like that.”

“C-Cool beans..!” He slightly squeezed your hand, his muscles soon relaxing.

[Extra]

“Well! My job here is done!” Ann patted down her uniform and grinned in pride. “I also snagged a video of this moment, too~”

“I hope their relationship goes well! We should probably leave them be now.” Haru excitingly said, her mind was running with cheesy romantic scenarios.

“Just make sure Ryuji or Y/N find it.” Akira chuckled at how prideful Ann seemed.

“Eh?! You recorded it? Let me see, let me see!” Futaba hurringly rushed to Ann’s side to take a glimpse of the video.

Afterwards, Ann will definitely tease you both with remarks of “It was so obvious you two liked eachother!” or “This bonehead here is too stupid to do it himself, so I had you help you two out.”

Ann is very happy for the two of you! She’ll prepare outfits for you whenever you and Ryuji go out and, if you’re a female, will do your makeup for you~

Dec 14 2020

Can I just say, this was so fun for me to write!!! I adore this prompt with all my heart and I hope you can tell I put my best effort into it! Please feel free to send in another Ryuji ask, this dork is adorable~

Thank you for Reading!

[narutoblog]

can i request minato x kushina younger sister scenario pls? thank you 😁

a/n: eek this is my first request; i’m so honored & excited <3 <3 that being said tho, I got a bit carried away with this scenario & it turned into a full fanfic story w/multiple parts, my b 😩 i’ll try to post part 2 tomorrow (it’ll have more fluff i promise)

Everlasting Beauty (Part 1)

prompt: Minato x Kushina’s younger sister OC (Kumiko); these two are dating, but Kushina didn’t know & she’s an overprotective big sis

Content/warning: set before 3rd shinobi war, Kushina & Minato are 16(ish?), Kumiko is 14-15;; mostly backstory & wholesome depiction of the sisters <3;; little bit of angst/loneliness in this first part

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Fall had arrived in Konoha – the crisp wind gently passed through the trees as the streets were dusted with the remnants of summer.  Kumiko had always felt attune to this time of year.  It was something about the way the reddish brown leaves seemed to swirl across the ground with a mind of their own that mesmerized her, and she often found herself sitting in the Uzumaki courtyard letting her thoughts drift away with the leaves.

The Uzumaki home wasn’t big (it didn’t need to be, considering the dwindling size of the clan), but it was more than enough for Kumiko and her older sister, Kushina.  As far back as Kumiko could remember, it had always just been the two of them.  She was too young to remember their parents, but Kushina often told her stories of their parents’ bravery before they went to sleep.  It became a nightly ritual; Kushina and Kumiko would tuck themselves into bed next to one another and Kumiko would fall asleep to the excited voice of Kushina retelling stories of their invisible heroes.  Kushina would fall asleep soon afterwards, feeling assured by the soft breathing of her little sister.

Back in the day, it didn’t take long for Kushina’s temper to become well known by the children of Konoha. After she enrolled in the academy, Kushina faced bully after bully who made fun of her red hair and her ambition to be the first female Hokage.  She was a born fighter and made it clear to her offenders that she wouldn’t back down, no matter what; she couldn’t afford to, not when she had a younger sister who would start the academy soon after her with the same trademark Uzumaki hair.  Kushina was quickly labeled the “red hot habanero,” but much to her bullies’ dismay, she wore the name with pride.  Afterwards, she spent her first few years as a genin with an impeccable mission record to prove to everyone that the Uzumaki clan weren’t just simple outsiders to be underestimated.  Time and time again, Kumiko watched her sister claim victory over what seemed like the impossible.  Kushina had ferociously fought off her bullies, graduated to genin level, and succeeded in missions with an actual team.  To Kumiko, her sister was a real-life hero – similar to the ones she’d heard about in Kushina’s stories, but tangible and alive.

By the time Kumiko started the academy two years after her, the Uzumaki name was well known among other kids, but somewhat feared, and no one dared to mess with the red hot habanero’s sister.  In fact, no one dared to talk to her at all.  For most of her time in the academy, Kumiko spent her days sitting in the corner of the classroom away from the other girls giggling behind her, or throwing practice shuriken in the yard while the other kids played ninja in the courtyard.  She was recognized by her clan name only and ignored in all other aspects; Kumiko jokingly wondered if she had some sort of unknown jutsu that made her invisible around the other students.

The Uzumaki clan, however, has always had an undeniable strength that allowed them to endure and continue in the face of adversity.  While Kushina’s strength was loud and aflame, Kumiko discovered that her strength was one found in stillness, as the bedrock guiding the path of a crashing river.

After graduating from the academy, Kumiko spent every morning in the Uzumaki courtyard, meditating on a flat stone next to the small pond.  When her sister began training for the chunin exams, Kumiko threw herself into intense training of her own to perfect her chakra control.  Working closely with her sensei, she developed a knack for medical ninjutsu and began interning at the hospital to develop her skills further.  On days when Kushina was home from missions, Kumiko asked her to help improve her taijutsu and teach her the Uzumaki sealing jutsu.  With their enormous chakra reserves, they trained relentlessly, interrupted only by their grumbling stomachs which they happily filled at their favorite dumpling shop.  In a short few years, the Uzumaki sisters had made themselves an invaluable part of the fabric of Konoha; the red hot habanero was a fierce jonin kunoichi with a trapping and sealing specialty, while her sister quickly became one of the head medical ninja in the hospital, promoted to chunin and already leading teams through hours of intense surgery without breaking a sweat.

With political tensions running high between the great nations, the number of dangerous and intense missions were increasing, even for chunin and genin teams.  But due to their different specialties, Kushina and Kumiko often only crossed paths at home or at the hospital after returning from a mission. Kumiko was often stationed in the hospital for emergency operations or called in by messenger bird whenever necessary; Kushina, on the other hand, was often placed on front-line teams to gather intel on the other nations, which ultimately meant high-risk missions where death was not unlikely.  Most recently, Lord Third had sent Kushina with a team gathering intel on Kirigakure forces, and she wasn’t due to return for another two days.

Kumiko drifted back to reality as a sigh escaped her lips. I wonder how Kushina’s doing.. she thought, as a stray leaf brushed against her cheek.  She shook her head and picked out the leaf that had now lodged itself in her hair and held it up to examine it.  The leaf was long and jagged, one that she didn’t recognize from the Uzumaki courtyard.  Still a little dazed from her wandering thoughts, Kumiko blinked and tried to focus her eyes on the leaf when the wind ripped it out of her hand and dropped it into the pond.  Kumiko’s skin raised slightly in goosebumps as she stepped towards the water to look for the leaf.  It was torn clean in half, each end floating away from one another as it rode the ripples of the pond.

Just as Kumiko realized the probable omen, a messenger bird from the hospital flew down and perched itself on her shoulder.  Kumiko did her best to not flinch too hard to avoid scaring the bird.  She unraveled the small scroll and revealed a message that summoned her immediately to the operating room.  She quickly imprinted her chakra signature on the scroll to let them know she was on her way, then tied the message to the bird and let it fly away. Kumiko’s instincts kicked in as she ran through her mental list of preparations for working at the hospital.  She changed into her hospital uniform, grabbed her medical notes, and rushed onto the roofs of Konoha, racing towards emergency room.

When Kumiko arrived at the hospital, the medical staff were in an unusual frenzy.  She joined the other medical staff in the hurry as she tried to gather as much information as she could from scribbled charts, but there wasn’t enough information.

“Kumiko! Over here!” Kumiko jolted her head up and looked down the hallway to see the jonin in charge frantically waving in her direction.  She navigated past the other medical staff and civilians to get closer, then followed the jonin into the operating room near the end of the hall.  “We’ve got two teams back from their A-rank missions, four with moderate injuries, two in intensive care,” the jonin explained as she scrubbed her hands, forearms, then put on sterile gloves.  Kumiko followed suit as she listened.  “We pulled her into the operating room a few minutes ago because her chakra levels weren’t responding to the emergency treatment and we can’t figure out why; we need to detect any abnormalities in the chakra network to see if it has been tampered with and restore her levels immediately,” the jonin spoke quickly, nodding to the patient on the table.

Kumiko nodded in understanding, then followed the jonin’s gaze to the patient.  She could hear the jonin in charge hold her breath as Kumiko noticed the curtain of red hair spilling out from underneath the medical cover. no… no no no nono..

“Kumiko,” she heard her name from somewhere in the distance.  She wanted to look for whoever called her name, but she couldn’t move.  Her eyes were glued to the red hair she knew so well, the thick strands that had always roared with life at Kushina’s anger and yet were somehow so limp in the operating room, gone of their previous passions, lifeless.

“No,” Kumiko’s voice choked as she struggled to regain feeling in her hands.  “No, no, no, it can’t..”

“Kumiko,” her name was spoken more firmly this time, laced with urgency.  She turned her head slowly, painfully dragging her eyes away from her sister’s body.  The jonin gave her a grave look.  “We can save her, but we need your help.  You’re the only one on staff who has as much chakra as Kushina does, and right now, we need you to focus and do what you do best.  We can do this, I promise.  You can do it.”

Kumiko gulped and tried to take a deep breath.  She quickly finished putting on her gloves and nodded, following the jonin closer to Kushina’s body.  The jonin did a quick scan then began giving orders to the other operating staff, requesting injections and creating a list of ingredients for a possible antidote. She turned to Kumiko, who stood still, listening to her sister’s weak breathing.  “Kumiko,” the jonin said.  Kumiko looked up.  “Prepare for a chakra transfusion,” Kumiko nodded, understanding her orders.  “But Kumiko,” she looked up again.  “do NOT push the limit.  I mean it.  We need you on the other side of the operation, we can’t take care of you and save her too.  Understood?” She nodded again and gathered her hands to prepare for the chakra transfusion.  Once she had built up a steady flow from her network to her hands, she placed them gently on Kushina’s vital points to push chakra into her body.  She cringed as she felt the chakra rush out of her system, but stayed focused.  I will not let you go like this, Kumiko shouted in her head.  Not like this, not ever!  With an unmistakable Uzumaki fire in her eyes, Kumiko nodded at the others to begin the operation.

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Minato had known Kushina from their academy days, but he hadn’t seen her around much after their genin teams were formed.  Most of his time was spent training under Master Jiraiya, who spent half their time doing “research” by the onsens.  But Minato was ever quick to learn and ingeniously skilled; under Jiraiya’s guidance, he quickly mastered the toad sage mode and developed a strong relationship with his toad summons.  In the few years after leaving the academy, Minato rose through the ranks and was promoted to jonin.  His trademark technique of the flying raijin gave him the name “yellow flash of the leaf,” and his speed combined with his original jutsu of the rasengan made him feared by all the great nations.  And yet for all his talent, he couldn’t protect his teammates on this mission.  Elite shinobi or not, he was still left sitting in a pool of worry outside the ICU, anxiously waiting for some news about his injured teammates.

As the hours passed, Minato stayed put in the area outside of his teammates’ rooms, watching medics flow in and out.  The only proof of the passage of time was a nurse that stopped by every now and then to check and replace his bandages.

“You should get some rest,” a familiar voice suggested, placing a weighted hand on his shoulder. Minato struggled against his heavy eyelids and shook his head, determined to stay by his teammates until he was able to see them with his own eyes.  Jiraiya chuckled and let out a deep sigh.  “You know, you may be a smart kid, but you’re still young.”  Minato raised his head to meet his sensei’s gaze slowly and Jiraiya gave him a grim look.  “To be a shinobi is to endure, even if that is the consequences of our decisions.”  Minato grit his teeth and looked away.  “You decided a plan of action you thought was best, but this time, the enemy outsmarted you. Should things have gone their way, all of you would be dead.”  Jiraiya slowly turned to walk away.  “Your team was able to get out there alive.  Use this opportunity to get stronger.. Or else next time, you won’t have the chance, “ Jiraiya advised, walking away towards the front door, one arm held up in goodbye. Minato looked at Jiraiya’s back, replaying his words in his head.  Next time.. I’ll protect them.. he vowed as his body slumped in the chair, finally falling asleep.

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part 2 is here!!

[peakyblinderswhore]

Request: michael gray x reader where the reader starts as his receptionist at shelby’s company and he can’t fight his attraction towards her, maybe he’s still married to gina and she’s seeing finn? jealous michael 😍

A/N: hey! feel guilty for forgetting about this one as it was hidden in the comments but i remembered and here it is. i hope you like what i did with this. also, thank you guys for helping me pick which one to write first, it really helped as i’ve been kind of going through a mini break form writing. i won’t be stopping anytime soon, though!

the people have spoken and i have delivered.

W/C: 2.1k

[one] [two]

Having next to no idea what you were in store for, you cautiously put one step in front of the other and made your way diligently towards the Shelby Company Limited building where you had been instructed to go.

You’d received a letter signed and sealed from Thomas Shelby himself telling you what you were going to be doing whilst working for his company. His letter was detailed enough for you to know that you were going to be a receptionist on the first floor but it was also vague enough for you not to know who you were a receptionist for. The letter described your duties as a personal assistant with a few extra duties for when anyone else in the building may need you.

It was, however, delivered by his youngest brother, Finn, whom you were non-exclusively seeing. He had been the one who had bagged the job for you and pushed Tommy to take you on. Finn knew how much Tommy liked to ‘give back’ to his community, helping out those who needed it the most.

It was a windy day and so you had wrapped a wool coat around yourself and pulled on a matching hat to hold your hair in place whilst also managing to fight off the cold from biting away at the tips of your ears. When you had received the letter, you had gone out and bought some clothes that looked more professional and matched a bit better than some of the things you already owned — which was hard considering this was going to set you back a few more pounds that what you actually had yet, making you grateful for the opportunity to make the money back as soon as you would. Finn had paid for your clothes and you felt so guilty spending money that you didn’t actually have yet, but he had insisted that for your new job you got some new clothes since you had been moaning about how worn and old the ones you currently owned were.

Thinking through every possible scenario that could be a bad start for you, you walked in your low heels to the doors of the building, not having noticed that you’d made it there already. Finn had mentioned something about Tommy’s assistant being Lizzie, to which you were mildly shocked, after hearing all of the stories Finn had told you about his family beforehand. You push the door open to reveal a large room, sparsely decorated with minimal furniture, there was a tall woman who you assumed to be Thomas’ assistant from what he had described in his letter.

She looked up from her desk and smiled widely at you, “Oh, you must be Michael’s new assistant,” she looked up to the clock on the wall above the archway you were standing underneath, “and you’re early, we like that here.”

She gets up from her seat and walks over to you, offering you her hand, “Lizzie Stark, love.”

You sigh, thankful that you’ve managed to get some bonus points in already whilst also being pleased that you’d been greeted by Lizzie first since you had no idea who you would be an assistant to.

After shaking your hand, she pulls you closer to her by placing an arm on your back, guiding you towards where you needed to go, “Up those stairs, you’ll see a similar layout to the one down here, you make yourself at home at the desk, move things about however you need them and Michael will make himself known in a few; he’s due here any moment now.”

Hands folded in front of yourself, clutching tightly onto the purse that held a few of the things you thought you would use while here, or to decorate with a few things to remind you of home to help make you more comfortable, you nodded your head and thanked Lizzie and headed up the stairs.

Sure enough, it was exactly as she had described, the desk was pushed into the corner a bit more but you assumed this was so that it was out of the way whilst no one was using it and decided to move it once you’d hung up your hat and coat.

Taking in your surroundings, you slowly began to underestimate the reach of the Shelby Company — whilst the walls were barely decorated, there were a few certificates hanging on the walls, almost blending in with their surroundings, so much that you almost didn’t even notice them.

You placed your purse on the desk and slipped your coat off while you were viewing all of the certificates. You were trying to figure out what the company was whilst also mentally noting some of the things you might have to ask for to help with filing and keeping everything organised. You were determined to impress whomever you had to and to keep your job for as long as possible — not that you were planning on losing it any time soon either.

Pulling off your hat, you turn to see if there was a cloak hanger for you to put your coat and hat on, only to be met with the observant gaze of a young man dressed in a three-piece suit and a tan coat to keep him warm.

You gasped, quickly placing your  hand over your heart, “You must be Michael.”

He stood, seemingly waiting for something to happen before he could make any further movements.

Whilst he stayed observing you, you suddenly realised that you hadn’t introduced yourself, you internally cringe and offer your hand, “How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself; I’m —”

“You needn’t bother; I already know who you are.”

“Oh,” you simply say, retracting your hand and clutching onto your coat. You look around the room, waiting for him to say something to you as he seemed to know what he wanted.

Deciding that he most likely was waiting for you to say something, you open your mouth but close it again, not knowing what to say to him and frown at the floor.

His piercing eyes follow your head, watching your every move. He knew that he couldn’t show too much emotion as that’s how they get attached, right?

Michael blinks and holds his arm out, “I’ll hang your coat and hat up in my office with mine… I’ll also get Lizzie to send one up for you for tomorrow.”

Offering a small smile and backing away slightly, you say, “You don’t have to, it’s not a problem.” 

“I insist,” he stares right into your eyes, to which point you give in and pass over your things to him.

“Thank you,” you say.

He walks off into his office and you decide to try and make yourself useful by going over to your desk and perching on the chair provided.

“Fucking hell,” you whisper, head in your hands, resting on the desk, “what am I going to do with him staring at me like that all the time?”

Michael steps out of his office and leans up against the door frame, now in his suit minus the coat. You hadn’t yet noticed him but he was watching you as you were freaking out and whispering to yourself, what an impression, eh?

He clears his throat, you instantly lift your head, your face hot, and he begins to talk, “There’s a few things I need to get sorted, I’ve been away for a little while now but until then, you can set up your desk however you want and organise whatever files I give to you later on.

“I’ll also have some office equipment ordered in so that we have enough storage space; for now the one over there,” he points at a file organiser, “is the one you’ll be using. It’ll probably fill up quickly considering that I’ve been away. Anything you can think of that would benefit your workspace, let me know and I’ll get Lizzie to order some until I can get you fully supplied with everything you’ll need to assist me properly.”

“Alright,” you breathe out, “uh, how long have you been away?”

“Does it make a difference?”

Your eyes go wide, “It might help me guess how much work I’ll be getting until it regulates out later on… assuming that there are things that need filing from that time period.”

Michael grits his jaw and sighs, knowing that he can’t argue with that logic before replying, “Two years, give or take.”

“Thank you,” you reply as he pushes himself off of the wall. As he does so, you notice a glint from his left hand; you spy a golden band on his wedding finger.

You smile to his back, knowing that he most likely missed it completely but continued anyway. You had to uphold a positive image of yourself, no matter whatever came at you.

Michael pushes his door up but doesn’t close it completely, you sigh, knowing that he’ll be able to hear everything that you do if he wants to and stand from your seat. You perch on the edge of the desk and grip the edge with your hands. Biting your lip and crossing your legs at the ankle you take in the empty room. It was cold when it was empty, the light sconces warmed the room up but not enough, you wrap your arms around yourself and walk over to the sconces to see if you could light some more or somehow turn on some heating.

You’d worn a long-sleeve dress as Finn had told you that floor hadn’t been heated since it hadn’t been used for a while.

As you were inspecting the sconces and trying to figure out the heating or if it even worked on this floor, Finn bounded up the stairs, greeting you with a grin, “How’s it going?”

You smile and watch as he pulls off his glinting peaked cap and ruffles his hair slightly, “It’s good. Cold a little, but I’m managing.”

Finn chuckles, “Michael or the heating system on this floor?”

You shake your head and say with a smile on your face, “Heating, Finn.”

He steps closer to you and wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head as you snuggled closer to his neck.

“Do you need anything bringing?” He whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of your face with the back of his finger.

“No, this is just fine,” and you hold him tighter.

The two of you stand for a moment, enjoying the other's presence until you look over Finn’s shoulder and notice Michael’s looming figure, watching from behind his frosted glass in his office. Startled, you cough and pull away from Finn, “Hey, do you think you could help me move this desk so it’s more centred? I think it’ll benefit in the future if I can reach everything within a few steps.”

“Sure,” Finn replies, “I’ll go get Isaiah so that we can move it for you,” he kisses your hair and says, “I’ll be back soon.”

After Finn’s footsteps reach the final step, Michael comes out of his office and you turn to face him. He has an eyebrow raised and his hands in his trouser pockets, waiting for you to say something to him.

Instead you stand, uncomfortable with the fact that Michael managed to see you with Finn and irk you the way he did, just watching.

“You and Finn, eh?”

“Yeah,” you say, brushing your arm up and down, feeling awkward like this in front of Michael and you let your hair fall in front of your face again, quickly thanking yourself for keeping it down this morning.

“That’s a shame.”

Eyes widening, you drop your arm to your side and whip your head to catch his eyes, “What do you mean?”

Michael takes a few steps forward, he brings his left hand out of his pocket and when he is inches away from you, “Because,” he says, breath fanning your face, “you deserve more,” he pushes your hair behind your ears, similar to how Finn had done moments ago, only Michael’s action sent thrilling chills down your spine when his hand brushed against your skin.

“But,” you whisper, unable to pull yourself from the spot you were frozen to, “you’re married.”

Without missing beat, Michael breathes out, “That’s a fixable mistake.”

Tags: @burnitup​ (requested by), @saintd0lce​

[117--087]

‘Halo: Allegiances’ - Outline

I’ve kind of had fanfiction on the brain lately, so I thought it might be a good idea to at least type up an outline for the novel-length story I've had in mind for years but will never be able to actually write...

It all started with the question of: “How to do the ‘fake engaged/married’ trope w/ John-117 & Kelly-087?”

But soon spiraled into: “Hey this could be something that 100% works with canon & also explores some really interesting/niche concepts you don’t see in most official Halo stories.”

(I have exactly zero names for any of the secondary characters so far, so apologies if this is hard to follow because of that.)

Basically, here is what I have so far:

Middle of the Human-Covenant War, Spartan-IIs are in their early-mid 30′s, post-Operation: HEMORRHAGE (i.e. that one time Kelly infiltrated a Covie fleet and destroyed it)

J&K are called to meet privately with some UNSC Top Brass & ONI Spooks

Turns out there’s a mole in ONI, and they’re leaking top secret plans for weapons to the Insurrection - MJOLNIR specs included

All attempts to identify and stop this person have proven unsuccessful, and ONI can’t waste any more resources tailing/interrogating everyone on their staff

So it’s been decided that J&K are to go on a blacker-than-black-ops mission to an Insurrectionist Stronghold on a hollow-asteroid (v. similar to Eridanus Secundus) where some of the info leaks have been traced to and is also suspected of being a smuggling depot

The plan is for J&K to openly acknowledge they are super-soldiers and their “cover story” will be that they have actually deserted the UNSC, they’ll have 3 ½ weeks to get the job done (i.e. investigate the base, find The Mole - capture or kill them, get out)

The two of them were chosen because they have the longest operating history together out of everyone on Blue Team, ONI will take care of the necessary document-fudging to keep this all under wrps

John isn’t a fan since S-IIs aren’t really equipped for undercover work like this, but ONI justifies it by saying their knowledge of the UNSC & MJOLNIR will make them too valuable for the Innies to not want to take advantage of it - as well as the fact that no one would suspect them of all people of being spies

Kelly suspects this is also some kind of perverse “test” by ONI & the UNSC to see what sort of “applications” the Spartans have outside of more regular combat (ofc she is right in the end)

John also remembers the Victoria mission and what can happen if/when the enemy has enough intel on the Spartans’ gear, so he relents to go along w/ it

They are dropped off at neutral UEG site, wrangle a ship, get to the base on the asteroid, surrender themselves without a fight, and are brought to The Leader of the people there

J&K give their spiel about how “they are tired of being the UNSC’s dogs” and so on, but no one seems to be 100% buying it - so Kelly throws in at the last second that she and John are lovers and couldn’t be together as they were in the UNSC and that is another primary reason why they ran away

Her deeply personal/sentimental plea tips the scales and J&K are allowed to stay, though with some security restrictions, until The Leader is fully convinced they can be trusted

Note: from here, things can go two ways...

- If I were to go the “my personal headcanon” route, J&K would already be in a clandestine romance and this would just further explore their established feelings for each other in a new setting

- Or I could go the “100% canon compliant” route and make it so this story establishes they have some-unspoken-thing but nothing concrete until this scenario forces them to confront that

Neither route changes the overall story much, but it would be a factor in their conversations about their situation and how/how soon the romance content is executed

J&K settle into their new roles (mostly manual labor: mining, farming, cargo transport, etc.) and start poking around the base for clues as to who The Mole is and why they funnel their info through here, as well as details about what goods are being smuggled

They become acquainted with the citizenry and it becomes clear v. quick this isn’t so much an Insurrectionist Stronghold as it is a self-sufficient refuge for anyone looking to get away & be safe from the wars going on r/n

The Leader himself is actually an honorably-discharged UNSC soldier who has no political leanings whatsoever and doesn’t support military efforts on any side, he’s just a good person trying to help people but feels he can’t do that within The System as it is r/n

The Mole is just a smarmy guy/low-level ONI stooge who has a corrupted Covenant AI he stole from from a lab (ONI found it in some Covie wreckage and were just going to destroy it after they had finished messing w/ it & he faked its termination record)

He found a way to use the AI to contact some Jackals and has brokered a deal with a Shipmistress to trade info, weapons, and resources under the UNSC, Innies, & Covenant’s noses

The Mole moonlights at this base as a know-nothing civilian but is also working behind The Leader’s back to sell classified UNSC info & use the base as a thoroughfare for Insurrection contraband (basically this guy thinks he’s a Halsey-level chess-master & is trying to play everyone he comes across to his own personal enrichment/advantage)

Note: this guy won’t be terribly sympathetic, as I feel this story will have enough moral complexity and ambiguity via the other characters that he doesn’t need to be

The Shipmistress herself has grown disillusioned with the Covenant & doesn’t believe in The Great Journey, but doesn’t desert either out of fear of reprisal by the Prophets against other/all Kig-Yar - so she just keeps a portion of the extra supplies she is trading thanks to The Mole for herself and her crew

J&K have their own misadventures trying to adapt to socializing with “normal” people, some of whom are friendlier than others, as well as act like a “normal” couple

They deal with dancing as a for-fun activity, John has a bout with social anxiety, while Kelly faces becoming too comfortable with the art of deception and also reflecting on why she stays a Spartan and if it is truly worth it

All this on top of how simply being able to openly express and explore their feelings for each other kind of throws them for a loop

They’ll also have to confront some of their own ingrained beliefs about what the UNSC and Insurrection actually are to people outside the conflict, and see firsthand what it is like to not be aligned to either side (a v. foreign concept to them)

John ends up unintentionally winning The Leader’s total trust (thanks to a lucky series of questions), and it becomes increasingly odd that no one has approached the Spartans yet for inside information about MJOLNIR nor can they find any actual smuggling going on via the people on the base

At this point the people on base who have taken a liking to J&K throw them a small “welcome to the community” party that is also doubles as an “unofficial wedding”

J&K use their smarts to start narrowing in on the trail of The Mole - who upon their arrival has been suspicious of them (but also lulled by their cover story) and has started to make plans to close up shop here just to be safe

Up to this point The Mole has only managed to steal & decrypt and bits and pieces of blueprints for MJOLNIR systems - a full workup on the armor is what the Innies want and they are considering terminating their smuggling operations through him entirely unless he can give them their prize

At the same time the supplies The Mole is trading with the Shipmistress, either personally on a private spacecraft or via unmanned probes, are starting to be noticed as missing among the people on the base

The Mole doesn’t know how to safely back out of his deal with the Jackals, so he ultimately decides to desert ONI entirely and strikes a deal for quick escape with the Insurrection by promising to get them the full MJOLNIR specs

The AI in his possession comes to realize its human handler’s whole scheme is collapsing and is still loyal to the Covenant enough (due to its unstable mind) that it sees this as a chance to finally return to its “true masters” - so it alerts the Shipmistress behind The Mole’s back that he is planning to renege on their arrangement without compensating her

In a rage the Shipmistress makes to attack the asteroid base and strip the place

Meanwhile one Jackal on her crew is still a devout believer in The Great Journey in private, and can no longer ignore her “heresy” and actions against the Covenant’s overall orders - so he alerts some high ranking Elites to what she has been doing

Basically everything hits the fan at once after this…

J&K finally lock in on how The Mole has been working with the Innies, which also fully exonerates the civilians on the base of having anything to do with the stolen MJOLNIR specs or the smuggling

Since his final transmission of the MJOLNIR plans is stopped by J&K, The Mole is contacted by the Innies who have had enough and they cut ties with him

This is turn leads to The Mole realizing J&K are actually working undercover

The Shipmistress and her crew storm the base looking for The Mole and don’t care if they have to waste any other humans that get in their way

The Mole then finds out the Covenant AI sold him out, and destroys it

The Elites that were tipped off are hot on the heels of the Jackals, looking to kill or capture them for their transgressions against the Covenant

So the base is completely under siege with J&K + The Leader having to take charge of what few people here that have combat experience in order to get all the civilians out

Plus J&K also have to not let The Mole get away in the chaos too

The Mole comes across The Leader (who was making a final sweep of the base for stragglers) at the same time J&K reach The Mole

The Mole exposes J&K as agents of ONI, while they in turn expose his attempts to play everyone else

A Mexican Standoff ensues

The Leader ends up taking J&K’s side (duh) and helps them apprehend The Mole

They escape, and the Shipmistress decides to cut her losses and retreats with her crew as well

The Elites destroy the asteroid base for good measure

The Leader is upset over how he was deceived, but is also reminded by J&K that his goodness is still a strength and that he still has a responsibility to his group - he’s also grateful for how J&K helped him save his people

The Leader understands he is still a rebel in the eyes of the UNSC but refuses to compromise his morals - he leaves too in the hope of settling elsewhere with his people and continuing their way of life (at least until the UNSC & Innies get their heads out of their butts)

J&K return to UNSC space w/ The Mole and their mission a success - in the end they have to reflect on everything that happened and what it all might mean for them in the future as teammates/best friends/lovers

ONI Spooks discuss the operation and conclude that while their objective was certainly accomplished, it is best to keep the use of the Spartan-IIs centered on open warfare (for now at least - mwahaha)

The Shipmistress is on the run and is contacted by someone claiming to be an emissary for The Banished - they offer her and her crew a place among them as privateers, she accepts

The End!

...Phew. I understand all that is probably A Lot™ to take in, and of course it is still seriously lacking in “connective tissue” to fill in the gaps in the story. But in my head it all comes together and I really just wanted to share the gist of it with you guys. Particularly since the title for it just recently fell into place and got me excited thinking about it. Any questions, comments, or feedback on this idea for a never-to-be Halo book are most welcome. :)

[soprone]

Some notes on my characterisation of Teddie

retreading some old ground from previous blogs but hopefully it’s better than before because i’m always getting better grasps on my muses as time goes on so pwease read with an open mind  .✫*ﾟ･ﾟ

So while my characterisation is mostly based on the english localisation of the games and anime because that’s what i’m most familiar with, i feel like teddie comes across differently than may have been intended due to dub changes. i kind of viewed him the way i do when i first played, learning about the dub changes mostly just confirmed some things about my interpretation. like of course i changed my mind about some things but so you know where I’m coming from

So something that didn’t translate very well was Teddie’s humor. He’s constantly making bad jokes that the rest of the Investigation Team doesn’t respond to. This isn’t because they’re uncomfortable with his jokes, even when they’re a bit perverted. He’s not a jerk who keeps making bad jokes that make people uncomfortable, and the Investigation Team aren’t jerks for not explaining to Teddie that it’s not okay or anything, since he’s new to human customs. It’s because he’s looking to bring others into his comedy routine with any kind of reaction, positive or negative, and the only way to discourage him is to not respond. When someone makes a bad pun, groaning and complaining about it is part of the humor they’re going for. It’s like that.

The reason this was translated poorly is because Teddie was specifically mimicking a Japanese comedy style. I kinda always saw it as dad jokes kind of humor, but learning about the original intentions made it click.

This isn’t to say Teddie never does anything perverted. Almost, honestly maybe every, Persona male acts like a pervert, contrives scenarios to provide fanservice to the player/viewer, sexually harrasses female characters for comedy or just because the writers think it’s normal. What I’m saying is, this isn’t a Teddie problem. It’s a Persona problem. I’m not excusing his actions but I don’t think he should be held to a different standard than other characters who do the exact same things. I also really hate when people call Chie (and/or the other girls) an abuser because she physically hurts the boys, because again that’s not a Chie (or other girl) problem, it’s a Persona problem with how the comedy tries to be this slapstick thing on occasion. Like I hope where I’m coming from makes sense when I say that?? No I’m not say it’s okay for Teddie to try to grope Rise, or for Chie to kick Yosuke, and similar moments. I’m acknowledging that these moments are part of the game’s humor, they’re anime characters engaging in anime nonsense in an 11 year old game. It’s bad faith criticism to judge a single piece of media or a single character by ignoring the tone of the work they’re in, holding them to the standards of the real world and also ignoring the same problems exist within similar works (for example w/ persona 4 you need to consider it within the context of other anime, other video games, all forms of media that may have directly influenced it, the state of the world (politically & pop culture wise) at the time (2008), etc., persona 4 does not exist in a vaccumn) and that exist in other characters within the same work. It���s not helpful in explaining why their behaviour and/or why making light of it/normalising it can be harmful because you aren’t examining why it’s written the way it is. Oof this bullet point got long sorry

Teddie’s character arc is not linear. He doesn’t consistently get better, and he is in fact at his most obnoxious in my opinion during the Yasogami High Culture Festival. Since his arc is about maturity, this is like his ‘rebellious stage’ where he’s a brat before growing up more, after having grown up a lot in the months before the festival. However, I can’t accept his characterisation in Persona Q. He’s pushed too far and ‘flanderized’ ike a lot of the Persona characters are in spinoffs. I adore his group date marriage event (&accept him believing he fell for the protag at first sight as a headcanon (it’s just a crush, not ‘true love’/’destiny’, though)), think the love potion quest where he downs some love potion believing it will make girls love him only to fall for Akihiko is hilarious, but that’s about it. I haven’t finished Persona Q2, but his characterization in that game is a lot better from what I’ve seen.

I believe that Teddie went through the events of Persona 4 believing that when the investigation was over, he was ‘supposed’ to go live in the midnight channel permenantly and say goodbye to his friends. A lot of his antics during the year are him pushing for some cliche high school fun experiences in order to make some memories to hold onto (he’s kind of like a player avatar in that way ?? this kind of thing is why the latest 3 Persona games are set during high school over just one year, right??). His perverted antics can be explained with the idea that he doesn’t actually expect any of these girls to fall in love with him, if he wants anything he wants a movie-style ‘summer romance’ so he doesn’t really take them / flirting with them seriously (I’m not justifying it, only providing a possible explanation). He may have just gotten lonely and came back to visit anyway, but his intention really was to leave the human world for good at the end of the game. It’s only when the IT laugh off the suggestion that he realises he was the only one who believed this, that they really think of him as part of the team and weren’t just humoring him this whole time. 

I headcanon that his perception of his friends changes and he starts to respect them (+Yosuke’s wallet) better over time after this. It’s gradual (old habits die hard!) but noticable if you pay attention. Naoto notices his maturing during the game, she’d probably be the first to catch on.

He’s bisexual and nonbinary. Though, his feelings on gender maybe can’t be compared to a normal human, he takes on an androgynous male body because he wants to be loved rather than because he feels like a man, dresses as a girl because again he wants to feel pretty and loved rather than because he feels like a woman... In Persona Q2 he volunteers himself and Chie for the power team despite struggling to lift the weights that team needs to, because Chie is insecure about being the only girl on the team and he wants to comfort her. So he’s not exactly bigender or gender fluid, he’s nonbinary and presents whichever way feels right at the time, and what feels right is based less on his own feelings and more what will hopefully make him loved or sometimes help/comfort his friends? He did not grow up like a human in a society of binary gender, it honestly doesn’t mean much to him.

He believes Kanji is attracted to him (which I see as untrue aha I sort of ship it but if he’s got a crush it’s not in the way Teddie thinks), &mimics Yosuke’s attitude about it, not seriously scared of him being predatory or anything (not realising the problem w/ Yosuke’s homophobic comments, which Yosuke quietly gets over later &is probably embarrassed about his own behaviour so he’s not gonna explain), just thinking it’s a funny way of teasing him, seeing Kanji denying him (or not knowing what the fuck Tedd’s talking about) as being tsundere. I feel like this would die down as he gets older

His one-sided rivalry with Akihiko in the Q games (ahh I know they have a hostile relationship in the Arena games but I haven’t played them so don’t know if I wanna make that canon to my Tedd, it seems like they’re too hostile) is because Akihiko is hot, has lots of fangirls, but it’s not just jealousy, he’s swooning too

I think he flirts with Goro in PQ2 because he’s told Goro is a detective prince like Naoto, it’s kinda similar to Akihiko, he follows the crowd and fangirls too. But also, Goro is a Wildcard, he doesn’t know it at this point but he may subconsciously sense it? I’ve always headcanoned him having an attraction to Wildcards, of course the P4 protag is his #1 but he’s pretty flirty with the others in the Q games

that’s it for now because this has gotten SO long, if you made it this far I love you. if you didn’t i still love you because i love humanity as a whole but i’m a little disappointed because i crave attention not gonna lie.

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i hate to say it cus im a swiftie but i actually kinda agree w this tbh .. found it under tay's tag classyincreme. tumblr. com/ post/ 185963192158/ the-unfortunate-karma-of-taylor-swift

I agree with 90%.

Something was always off with Taylor. I felt like I could never really trust her. She likes to play games and control narratives. The way she always jumped from It boy to It boy was very suspicious like she was trying to climb her way to the top by attaching herself to hot men in Hollywood. She surrounded herself with some of the most beautiful and famous models and celebrities in Hollywood. Everything seemed very picture perfect. The indigent with Kanye was definitely an opportunity to help her image andmanaged to drag it out for years. I agree that his public outburst was wrong and inappropriate, but there are many celebrities that have been through similar scenarios or worse. Imagine if she was a huge popstar during the Paris Hilton era. I don’t think she could handle petty drama that Paris and Lindsey went through. Taylor isn’t always innocent and she can be petty.

However, the scenario with Scooter doesn’t really correlate to any of that. This is a grown woman who is upset because the music she has created since she was 15 years has been purchased by a man that she has no relationship with and hurt her feelings at some point. She was clearly triggered, which is what led to her emotional post on her Tumblr. It honestly seems like she didn’t know what else to do and felt the need to post it and hope the reaction from fans would help open a conversation about buying her masters. She probably should’ve dealt with it in private because her fanbase is so large and can be aggressive at times. It seems like the deal wasn’t very black and white. I think Scott and Scooter tried to pull one over on Taylor before she could do anything about it.

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@codes i think i may have put this on my artblog but... Here

i guess ill start w ichi bc i always forget about him somehow like i always come up short when im making lists and im like 'oh wait shit yeah that guy’ bc im stupid n i only think of fishing trio + choro. I’m an Idiot. idk i never thought too hard on ichi bc i so rarely think about him but he looks so high its really funny i said this on main but he looks like my friend when he decided to try a weed gummy bear then started babbling about hentai then watched to watch porn with me but got mad all the intro scenes are a billion years long and started ranting about the industry but now that i think about it he looks like someone who used to send me weird shit when he was high like bad pick up lines about body parts i wish i didnt have

and thats so funny that its Ichimatsu who looks like that but also proof that hes high. but anyway!! hes really cute and im mad hes boutta ruin my reputation for my complete and utter lack of care and interest in him no matter what im mad. my friend gwyn said 'Sp lubing us up for the fuckening that is the reason why Ichi is sad in present day’ im really curious at the change like if hes trying a fake it till you make it type thing bc really emotionally exhausted or if hes just genuinely having a good time or hes puttin on a front since like. nails who stand get hammered down right??? just gotta do your best n Never Relax n i can relate to all that. but uhhh old hcs i guess

in kun ichi was the most serious! really smart but just as bad w school as the rest of them apparently but!! yeah so id think that!! ichis that guy who participates in class discussion constantly and is always willing to debate the readings, but turns in sloppy papers with typos and no a coherency or stucture or anything. he’s A+ in participation but has an average of 60% on most of the written assignments with points knocked bc of lateness then more bc its A Mess. you could ask about the prompts for one of his papers, he could babble about his position on it complete with paragraphs and footnotes but like the day before its due hes playing rpgs and watching horror movies.

his classmates think hes so smart n so intimidating. the family knows hes a hot mess. the teachers tell him he has a lot of potential but they don’t think hes applying himself. all are right. also he doesnt cheat or let people cheat off of him since hes always been about rules and boundaries and Rightness n he n jyushi were the only ones who Minded Themselves in kun

uhh jyushi!! let me talk about schoolwork again bc yeah i love jyushi so so so so much and thinking of him in a school environment is so weird i thought about it a lot n i thought about it him in kun n san and Woah!! i really really love delinquent jyushi, bc when i saw that i was like 'huh! that fits actually!!’ i love that like him and choro flip flopped completely from what i thought. his school must be so cold theyre too cheap to afford heating in the winter and in summer the acs Blast. he was so Shy and quiet and he cried and he liked to sing so i always thought that when he participated in chorus festivals hes always like right in front!! he hums a lot in class and also moves around alot bc he actually like school and people like primary trio are the types that make friends often. i wasnt supposed to talk about this yet whoops.

unlike ichi who relatively neat despite everything but has shit notes, jyushis notes are amazing and understandable and utterly illegible.

theyre covered in doodles, arrows and lines leading every which way, different colors but not like color coded n theyre not in order by date, but he opens to a random page every time yet somehow always seems to know where to find each lesson. he writes footnotes and caveats and corrections and criticisms of the teachers and random thoughts and just smears ink everywhere. sometimes his notes are on a completely different subject. the notebook itself is a horrifying mess, the front and back covers both covered in drawings and designs and falling apart, random papers shoved between the pages, coming apart at the seams, covered in stains of unknown origin. assignments are full of emoticons and informal language, and they always manage to make his teachers feel like hes smarter than they are (most likely). he does his projects the minute theyre assigned, and is finished a minute later so can talk to his friends. he loved school.

sophie told me once about how she thought was Like That was bc one of his main concerns is that he thought he had nothing that made him Jyushi n in kun she said he might have been the one who was the most concerned about having a distinctive personality and i talked about how that sorta carried over san and how he always blended in bc of how gentle and soft and push-overy he was. he was actually the and most gullible and weakest in kun so i was like :0 when i saw that and intentionally did stuff like only carry 14 yen in his pockets to be quirky but it always sorta fell flat and he was still invisible so i was like hmmmmm. and i can see how he couldve toughened up and thinking of this now!! i love that. oh im so happy. this is so much better than i ever couldve imagined ever.

totty…. i do not think he was very popular or good at school. i think he’s very decent at schoolwork but he never put much effort into it. just copies whats on the board but if the class runs out of allotted lesson time n he couldnt finish his work he just didnt do it like cram schools a pain in the ass. if he put effort hed be a star student but he just craps out whatever since hes was the laziest!! oh but something i noticed was that him and jyushi would play together often since sometime he felt overwhelmed by karamatsu a lot. also hes the money thief and scammer its great kun todo is so good. he gets shy and flustered easy too!!

but uhh yeah!! depending on the day im always like 'zaimoku love each other so much they are best friends and the perfect other halves!!’ then im like 'these mofos hate each other what the fuck is this trainwreck’ did you see their shitty small talk in the horse episode. what was that. like they are genuinely trying to communicate and are pretty easy with each other but they have nothing to say. its like when youre having a boring day at school and theres nothing to talk about with an acquaintance so you just look at the walls and go 'have you ever noticed how stupid these posters are’ then you both start reading posters aloud but you both know its not that funny and youre just doing it to waste time but you still enjoy their company you just dont want silence. thats their relationship. and i think they are just very similar in very different ways and like. the key things that make them both similar and different and the same fuck them up (like suiriku!! theyre both really similar even if it doesn’t seem like it at first which is why their compatibility in the relationship chart was so low in s1, but i saw a lot of improvement in both of their behaviours and their communication and honestly. s2 was worth it for that sophie was so happy to see her faves get along) like sometimes when you look in the mirror all the things you see are the things you dont like about yourself instead of what makes you wonderful and unique. also i didnt mean to talk about this but i guess i am.

but yeah. totty is bitter n resentful at kara during hs n karas more confused and upset at tottys behaviour in their twenties n thats bc like i said. theyre dumb. karamatsu!! i think was actually pretty popular in highschool n had a good amount of friends - i genuinely think theatre kids are well liked bc i literally know everyone in my department and im friends w a good amount of people and im not even That extroverted. my actual extrovert friends know everyone in the school by name and everyone in my department is so nice even though theres a lot of bitchiness and drama its not as bad as w other humanities studies (jesus christ humanity students outside of theatre are a hot mess.)

uh yeah n that ultimately makes totty feel a bit… betrayed? karamatsu is his partner! theyre supposed to be there for eachother! kara’s the first one to branch out, get friends etc etc and todomatsus left behind bc hes always the one playimg follow the leader and he breaks out of that once they graduate - he grows up resenting karamatsu slightly though he still cares. but this time Hes the one cancelling plans to hang out with friends instead. my friend katie put it best when, in response to me telling them this, they sent me:

'kara: totty you have so many friends now. We barely see you anymore.

totty, applying chapstick: well, I learned it from the best.’

when i told them about it. but at the time gwyn and i were babbling about possibilities and different storylines and how theres a possiblity the movie might break down into three manageable plotlines n she gave zaimoku 'popularity’ and this was me throwing out ideas but honestly. Good. (aha, the end of this scenario ended up with todo throwing hands and shoulder checking someone outside a window and then getting removed from the premise n hanging with atsushi all night after) why am i on this. shit what happened here.

uhh but yeah totty is Def someone with learned behaviours rather than being a natural extrovert honestly just look at him hes an introverted mess masquerading as a decent human being and i know full well how people like that are bc some of them have been my best friends for years n seein the new hs promos solidifies that fact bc look at him. Crybaby. He is Miniscule. A Child.

then its 'delinquent who looks like an honour student’ choro. i never studied him until sophie started liking choro n since i love sophie i wanted to take an interest in him too. n i started to think very hard about him! then gwyn planted this in me n its taken root and im just never not gonna think its great. yall see his shitty gokudo impression what a bossy lil shit. he pulled a whip on kara once and it was mad funny but also Gwyns Big Evidence for him just being the absolute worst not like a casually skips class type but a Choro was a legit a bully and really mean n sabatoged other classmates to make him look like he was 100% That Bitch. maybe not him being Mean and cruel but just an asshole who bums around, is something i really like that one a lot its been one of my faves since gwyn n i started talking about it but i just!! have a ton of other things too!!

hes a lot like karamatsu in that theyre both stupid and weird and embarrassing and they put on airs but they also!! dont try!! they talk so big and such high goals n expectations and they dont do shit bc they have so much hubris but i always talk about them bc suiriku is sophies Beloved so ill like. Not. but he acts like he’s better than all of them n forces the role of the straight man on himself because he wants to be seen as the responible, level headed one even if hes just. So Much.

i think the movies calling back to how touchy feely and clingy he was in kun and adding on to how jyushis a delinquent and kara… Is Like That he’ll be around them the most bc jyushi might either be really protective or push him away and then they do something to mend their relationship later on or hell cling to kara and they just. grow apart. sticking to my hc until the end bitches. oh.

for choro… personally!! i thought hed be a slacker instead of a delinquent but not in the way totty slacked - totty was lazy n knew the work but didnt want to put in effort but choro just. Doesnt. choro has so much energy all the time and choro Can Not deal with school situations. bc like… you always hear people say that studying is meant to be done at the desk, silently, no distractions what so ever!! focus on notes and nothing else!! ise a highlighter but dont use it too much!! make your notes legible but you only have five minutes before the board gets erased!! review!!! look at your notes or youll die! take breaks bit dont take too long and honestly. listen. kun choro wouldnt be able to stand that shit and id think hed just think he was doing it The Wrong Way n he just wasnt meant to do it.

he doesnt like quiet classrooms!! he cant study like that and hell get distracted. he cant sit still n thats why totoko broke up w him in the beer ad and why hes just Everywhere in kun!! hes understimulated and its just Ugh! you know??? he’ll fidget w his pens until he breaks them or hum or tap his foot and annoy everyone or leave for the bathroom at least three times a class just to get up and move.

eventually he just. gives up even though hes super smart he like, stops caring bc if you dont care to understand material then you wont have to read and read and reread and rereread something to get it! classes just make everything uncomphrehensible and makes any idea he may have sublimate into nothing. but he can work on the trains and the buses! he needs something kenetic to get him moving and trains n shit always have enough going on to work with, just like with home!! chorochoro motherfuckers. he works much better moving forward, ironic as that is. he feels sorta set apart from every thing like hes behind some big plane of glass doing everything wrong and being all set apart from everything. eventually he takes to acting like a real fussy mom to avoid his own problems and help everyone else out even though hes annoying and even when he graduates but it gets Worse bc then figures out how much!!! he fucked up!! then he kicks himself into high gear n still cant do shit. ahh.

its illegal for me to talk about choukei bc i talk about them so much and im always being annoying n typing stupid essays about them bc theyre… my faves.. But this is so long…

it actually makes me super happy that he kara acne he still can be really fighty and he cries and he still does stupid impulsive shit for others and even though hes really sweet and caring is still an utter monster and fucking mess of a person. love him. i always like to think his shittymatsu nickname came from iyami n it just morphed from there bc in 66 you can hear iyami calling him specifically garbage. ive always been glad they kept his sewing hobby too. ahh, actually from what i see hes pretty similarities to kun so i wonder when he decided to air out that teremity. idk what to say about him that i havent in tottys section. he just Feels like someone who had a good support group and nice friends bc of how hes able to move in the world. kara feels like some whos doing their growing up in their twenties bc highschool came easy to them and now theyre just really struggling with the real world. like i shouldve expected softboy hs kara and i appreciate him very much!! i talk about choukei a lot bc they were the first characters that spoke so i immediately attached myself to them n i talk about karamatsu Specifically but im not sure i ever mentioned how much i appreciated how smart and cautious hes proved himself to be time and time again, like how hes the only one to point out totokos fish shtick aint doing her favours or how he was the first one to notice osos irritation n how you can pick out his voice warning jyushi to calm down in the bg of 24 or how in the comedian episode he was ready to take Notes from iyami and a lot of other small things!!

i would think hes actually a bit more serious n calm in hs and san is him amping up traits that drew people to him in hs and it backfiring on kara spectacularly - kara is always gauging people and their reactions and acting in a way he believes will get something positive, but at the same time is utterly oblivious when it comes to actually Getting them n i talked about the girls on the bridge but this is also prevalent with ichi who kara just. Doesnt Get and can not figure out how to maneuver their relationship. like oso, kara is and elder brother!! and elder brothers have an image theyre supposed to uphold, but while kara acts the part he doesnt do the shit a big brother does and shrugs that responsibility off on oso until oso fucks up until s2, where they share the role more evenly and his relationship with ichi improves but this is another essay entirely. what im trying to get with that is that hyperfocus on what other people think of him, but his complete disregard when it comes to their actual reaction and instead what he wants their reactions to be would also greatly impact him transtioning from a teen to an adult im sorry im getting sloppy now

osomatsu… i really adore him too much and i understand how totty felt in their episode bc i also lent my phone to a friend who needed to desperately jack it before meeting new people n i talk about him a whole lot too. hes mean and an asshole and garbage n i know a lot of people find him plain n boring but idk. i dont think thats the case hes a really complexed n nuanced character n hes literally has always been way back from kun n thats expected from a main character but… hes always been mean n dumb n sly and he can get so pathetically vunerable and thats literally!! him. hes a normal dude nothing wrong with that n it can be real refreshing. n i suppose im so fond of fishing trio+choro bc they remind me of my friends. but yeah even if hes 'plain’ i dont see why thats a bad thing. n this they always have the most interesting body language like despite kara being So Much his body language was always closed off n singled him out as everything But exuberant and bright, and osos quirks like how he stands on his toes a lot had always been so cute… its relaxed and open n screams Talk To Me!!!!

ahh but i always end up thinking oso was. oso??? theres not much to say that i havent before but i do think that he was a lot more like he was in episode 2 when ranting to chibita about having shitty brothers and then actively Chose to be a good brother even if he wasnt a good person and be a stable rock and be someone they could all come back to at the end of the day. and hes good at math im never letting this die.

[superleeleehipster]

Caryl Speculation S8-9

After the episode last night, and after reading the few interviews Melissa had done for the episode this morning, I kind of felt prompted to speculate about what this season and next season entails for our favorite couple.

This is simply pure speculation under the cut with some SPOILERS from last night and possible spoilers for the future. It’s a bit long (nothing new there XD). I’m sure ppl will agree as well as disagree. Feel free to comment your opinion.

Okay, first of all, I am a die hard Caryl shipper. Just like the lyrics to that 90′s song (can’t remember the name), ‘I will go down with this ship’ b/c it gives me joy and it is something I love being a part of. Now unfortunately we haven’t had many filming spoilers this year b/c much of the filming has happened at the studio, so no one has any clue as to how much Daryl and Carol have filmed together this season. Keeping a few things in mind, I’ve decided there are two outcomes that could happen for our Caryl ship in season 8 and 9. I’ll tell you what the variables are that we have to keep in mind before I say my theories:

A) First thing to think about is what the actors have said about the ship itself. I know quite a few caryl fans were disheartened by Melissa’s comments on one of the interviews last night. Personally, I wasn’t necessarily surprised by what she said, nor does it bother me. You can tell her patience for these kinds of questions are sort of running thin. In fact, you can tell by both actors that these questions are starting to become annoying to answer b/c they really have no answer that would give us 100% satisfaction and stability. Now granted Melissa shows her annoyance more flawlessly than Norman (foot in mouth disease), but you can tell that both are starting to struggle with this question. Keep in mind that both actors have been asked this question arguably since season 2, so 6 years. The first couple of years they were fine with answering, and in fact I’d say those first few years were the years that Norman had the best answers about the Caryl ship. Then the shipping wars happened and they both seemed to become more reserved about answering... then 4 more years of answering the same question over and over again and you’re left with two actors who both seem to be at their wits end about it.

There is only so much you can say after all these years. They have literally said anything and everything you can about the ship without actually flirting that they will go canon, or, “oh hell yeah they’re romantic, and I guarantee they’re gonna fuck in the next episode.” Both actors have said that they’re each other’s person, they do love each other and care deeply for one another. Daryl is the most important person to Carol and vice versa. Both actors have also said that there’s always a possibility of a romance between them. In fact one of my favorite answers that both actors have said before is that it goes beyond romance. The bond is beyond a friendship, a familial relationship, a romantic relationship, which is how I feel about them. They’re the epitome of soulmates in my opinion.

Melissa’s answers last night, I feel, is exactly how both of them feel about these questions. “I don’t know what else to say about it. It’s basically whatever ppl want to see”. In other words, Mel has said practically everything she’s allowed to, but she herself doesn’t know. So what else can she say after all this time? I don’t necessarily think she said Caryl won’t happen, I just got the impression that she just kind of threw her hands up and said, “Look, I’ve said all I can say. I understand ppl ship them and I wish I had a better answer, but I don’t. I’m sorry.”

B) Second thing to keep in mind is AMC and their promoting shenanigans. Now part of me feels like there’s no way Caryl won’t happen this season simply b/c of all the promoting they have done during the pre-season and even the low key promoting during the season so far. I mean, let’s be honest, they have never promoted Caryl this hard before. But another part of me is side eyeing it b/c it coincides with the HUGE rating drop from the season before. So I’m not sure if they’re promoting it simply to get ppl excited and watching TWD again and that’s it, or will they give us more.

We also have to keep in mind that no matter what, there will always be a fraction of the GA that won’t like Caryl going canon. It’s unfortunate to admit, but they know that part of the appeal with Daryl is that he’s the “hot bachelor” of the show. Every show has them, and every network knows that once you pair the hot dude with someone, there’s a good chance not as many ppl will tune in. Same thing with simply shipping a couple. Once they’re together, the show becomes less appealing. It sucks, I don’t like that they’re possibly thinking this way, but it happens all the time. AMC will lose fans no matter what, no matter how small, and right now, they don’t want to lose any more than they got. HOWEVER, it would be a very dumb move on AMC’s part to flirt and promote Caryl and not give us anything. They can’t afford to lose the die hard Carylers, so they HAVE to give us something. 

Now that I’ve bored you all with a bunch of hoopla, I’ll tell you the two scenarios that I’ve been speculating for our Caryl ship:

1) First theory is the less likely of the two. I call this theory my “compromise” theory b/c I feel that its a “meet me halfway” between AMC, Caryl shippers, and the GA who don’t necessarily ship them (Not including the haters/ageists or ABC/D’ers). Whether you ship these two characters or not, you cannot deny the fact that they have an incredible bond with amazing chemistry. Even though we’ve never seen them become romantic, and even though their dialogue has been shit sometimes, Melissa and Norman steal the screen with their natural chemistry. AMC knows that, hence all the promos and the 8x01 hug and the ‘Carol hear’s Daryl’s bike and smirks knowingly’ (I’ll admit, I squealed out loud when I saw that). So what AMC might do is meet us halfway. As in, at the end of the war, Daryl and Carol do live together/near each other, and are always together, but the possible romantic/intimate side of their relationship is never disclosed.

In other words, give what the vast majority of the entire audience wants, which is Caryl scenes, and Caryl hanging out together and just being near each other and happy together. But all the while still keeping Daryl as a lone wolf so that they wouldn’t lose part of the DD fanbase that is all about the “hot bachelor”. In fact, I could see them creating both Daryl and Carol as the lone wolves of their group, and they naturally just stick together after the war but don’t take that final intimate step. B/c, honestly, I do believe that in regards to both Carol and Daryl, it’s either them together, or no one. That’s not a biased Caryl shipper opinion on my part, that’s from a writer’s/character’s perspective. There is no one else Daryl would be able to have a romantic relationship with other than Carol, and vice versa. It just wouldn’t work with anyone else, especially after their similar, harsh backstories.

Now, personally, I think it would be a horrible idea for AMC to dangle Caryl as much as they have without giving us something. And I also think it would be bad taste for them to have them ‘together’ but not intimately together, so my second theory is still not only the better option, but also the more likely option. Season 8 is the perfect time for them to go canon, even if it is by the end of the season. I want more than anything in the world for Daryl and Carol to be a couple, and I think it could be an incredible new character arc for both of them. AND US CARYLERS DESERVE NICE THINGS!!!... ehm... But unfortunately, I have to take into account the ppl who actually write, produce, and run the show... b/c we’re stuck with them and not these beautiful writers I see on tumblr.

2) This is a no brainer, Caryl goes canon by the end of the season. I say “by” b/c I really am not sure how they would go about it. Would they mirror the canon moment like Richonne, where they would have them kiss during 8x10 (like 6x10)? Would they have something happen during the mid season finale to keep people tuned in? Would they have it at the end of the season after the war’s over? I’m just not sure yet b/c the filming spoilers have been sub par at best.

But there are two ideas that I’ve fiddled around with that I like (although to be honest, I like any kind of Caryl canon ideas. I’m not picky AMC!!). The first one is the idea that we see the first steps in Daryl and Carol’s relationship after the war in the season finale (intimate hand holding, a shy first kiss, etc). At the same time, we’ll get flash forwards again, except Rick will see how Daryl and Carol’s relationship has blossomed after all the years that have passed by. Maybe we could see Daryl kissing Carol passionately in front of everyone like it’s no big business, or maybe even a sex scene in the future and showing how confident they both are b/c they’ve made love before (sigh).

Now fair warning on this second idea. I won’t say the spoiler, but I will be hinting at a MAJOR UNCONFIRMED SPOILER in this theory. Again, I won’t blab, but I will refer to it, so skip this paragraph if you don’t even want to hear references to it. Another theory of mine is that Caryl will go canon during the mid season finale b/c there’s a very big event that happens in the mid season finale/premiere. This event (if true) will shock TWD fandom to it’s core, and it’s something that AMC I’m sure knows would cause an uproar (again, if true). It’s so big that I seriously doubt Daryl or Carol will die this season b/c AMC wouldn’t be able to afford it. So for AMC to save face, they might have to give the fans something to cheer for the second half of the season b/c there might possibly be a boycott for TWD after mid season finale... yeah, it’s that bad.

Now like I said above, no matter what, I do believe that Daryl and Carol are soulmates and that they will stick together after the war no matter what. Everyone can agree that they should be together (whether in a platonic way or romantic). To me, just like with what both Mel and Norman have said before, Caryl is beyond a romantic or friendly relationship. You can’t label what they have b/c it’s one of the purest relationships I’ve ever seen on television. It has every type of relationship in one. The only label I would put on them is soulmates, b/c they really are each other’s half. They don’t feel complete without the other, and they feel at ease when they know the other is safe. Both of the actors agree that they’re the most important persons in their character’s lives, as well as the closest.

I know many ppl have gone over this but both Daryl and Carol have shown that they are each other’s exception. Daryl had the same fierce revenge during the 2nd half of season 7 as he does now in season 8. But the only time he was not willing to take an opportunity to kill the saviors was when it put Carol’s life in danger. Vice versa, Carol shooed everyone away from her creeptastic house... everyone except Daryl. He was the only one she invited in, the only one she hugged without hesitation, the only one that was able to make her laugh and smile for the first time in god knows how long. I know we’ve said this before, but 7x10 happened for a reason. It didn’t progress the main story line whatsofuckingever, yet TWD was willing to spend money to give the audience Caryl for basically half of an episode. Gee I wonder why.

I can go on about 7x10 and the significance of it but I’m pretty sure we’ve beaten that dead horse enough.

Does my first theory mean that I’ve lost hope in the Caryl ship? Of course not, it’s just speculation. I know others have said this before me, and I agree, I will not stop the hope for Caryl to go canon until one or both is dead. There is always a chance, and honestly, I think season 8 has the most potential for something to happen between them by the end of it. If one thing gives me comfort, it’s that Gimple does like Caryl. He knows it’s a big ship, and he plants easter eggs for it all the time. So if anything, he may even want Carol and Daryl to go canon too.

Also, after watching last night’s episode, it’s pretty much confirmed to me that Carzekiel isn’t going to happen. The sound of Daryl’s motorcycle gave Carol more joy than any time she was around Zeke. The mere rumbling of the motorcycle caused her to smile like she just got her favorite toy at christmas, despite just being shot at ruthlessly, and the threat of being eaten alive still looming over her. I’m sure Carol and Ezekiel will develop a good, close friendship, but in regards to romantic? I don’t think so.

Anyways, these are my thoughts. I still very much believe that Caryl is endgame, and that season 8 still looks promising to me. I think my first theory is still more likely to happen. Either way, I believe Caryl will wind up living together after the war, and I cannot wait for them to have nothing to stand in their way between them. No matter how intimate they become, they deserve to grieve, to heal, and to finally be happy again. And the happiest I have ever seen these two is when they are together.

Caryl on guys!

[stone-man-warrior]

December 16, 2020: 11:33 am:

We need to talk.

It’s important that we talk... think... find not just answers to complicated questions, but we really need to come away alive and free as Human Beings BEFORE Corona Virus COVID Vaccine is deployed.

So, I’ll say again... Twitter needs to come offline... all of it, globally silenced. That is where the COVID is coming from, it’s where the all of masked people are coming from, it’s the reason everyone feels so confined, pressured, unable to be FREE.

Reminder:

Beta Twitter happened in around 2008. Other, public Twitter happened in around 2009 and onward. Go find people who have been there since 2009, to find those who know about, and can explain Beta Twitter, pre-public role-out.

Beta Twitter was a collection of news stories, events, big ones, and small ones... Beta Twitter news events are the very exact same news events we are seeing today presented as news.

Donald Trump was president on Beta Twitter in 2008. The same stories all were told, same videos were presented, then as now. Greta Thunberg crossing the Atlantic in a Catamaran... Guatamala Caravan... Space X.... Amazon Prime news, that shooting at a bar called The Borderline in Thousand Oaks Ca... all were pre-filmed, pre-edited, pre-processed. practiced, detailed screenplay all pre-fabrcated way, way in advance... those and more stories were already lined up in the queue many months before they were presented on Beta Twitter, so, that means they were filmed and edited far in advance of  2008.

The entire US Democrat Presidential Debates featuring Biden, Harris, Buetigeig, Sanders, Bloomberg, Warren. and the other young fellow from Texas... all of them and the others, were part of the Beta Twitter presentation of 2008.

Those debates we saw in 2020, actually happened about as much as 15 years ago so that they could be made ready for Time Warp Dress Rehearsal Beta Twitter Presentation Practice w/live ammunition along with all of the other supporting false reality of news stories that was/is being presented.

Beta Twitter rolled out about ten years worth of the Time Warp terror stories all within about one or two years on fast forward, rapid succession. Today’s Twitter roles in at a greatly reduced pace compared to its Beta Twitter Precursor.

That Beta Twitter Time Warp was used as a live practice rehearsal, to take over Oregon, finish killing and replacing the population, which had already been mostly taken out by 2008 in Oregon.

Those millions of replacement citizens could be serving as mobile terror army to take other states with the same means as Oregon was taken over, while the Twitter Verified Accounts is spitting out this false reality we are mesmerized with.

This I know for sure...  I was part of the Beta Twitter, used it to try to get help, kept getting suspended, had to open new accounts. I had a Varified Account to start with, but asking for help and reporting mass murders was the reason that title was stripped away, after that, just a regular account, then suspended, then another, then suspended with each time I reported some big terror event here in Oregon.

Eventually, nancy Sinatra, Patricia Arquette, Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, and others that you may have heard of... Ann and nancy Wilson, Ted nugent, Sarah Palin, Kid Rock, and the actor who portrays Edward Snowden all came to my home as a result of things I wrote, and people I contacted on Beta Twitter.

Hillart Clinton has a hole in her tongue.., a big one near the back of her throat that was a result of the fight that happened in my living room, she brought thugs and a thermite welder... her plan backfired, she ate the Red Hot Poker instead of me... so, the thing that needs to happen, is Twitter has to come offline completely.

I was kicked out of Beta Twitter before the Vaccine part of Corona Virus was presented, but I think I may know what part of the outcome was.

There came a day when three armed, uniformed men came to the house. They had Thompson Machine guns with drum magazines. They demanded that I gather some clothing, advised of an emergency evacuation, said there was a bus on the road parked and waiting, and they are taking people to a shelter where food would be provided... just some clothes is all I was supposed to gather. The uniforms looked like US Military, or national guard, but the guns were wrong, other small details were wrong.

I told them I would take my chances with the emergency and refused to get on the bus.

Days later, the sky turned brown.

The brown sky lasted for many days.

My sense of smell and taste was all fouled up... everything I ate tasted the same as everything else. Apples tasted the same as hamburger, and that tasted the same as chocolate, even the coffee tasted the same as everything else, and those were supplies that I already had before the bus showed up. The taste was unpleasant, everything was unpleasant, and the sky was brown. I could not find news report about the brown sky, went for a drive after a few days to where I could have a look around, at exit 66 I-5 where there is a high spot to see from. There was traffic on the freeway, reduced, but there were some people, which differed from the local streets where there were no people I could see for many days.

From that freeway vantage point I could see that the brown sky extended about 7 miles south to Merlin Hill exit 61, and west as far as I could see, which was about 5 miles, maybe more... the brown sky obscured further view. To the east is not much to see but mountains from there, so, not much distance, but I could see that the brown sky had pushed itself against those mountains. there was blue sky visible above what looked like a dome of brown-ness of sky. There was no visibility to the north due to terrain. So three directions of view revealed a brown bubble or dome shape of gas or something in the sky, I don’t recall a fog, was elevated dome of gas.. not like a fog, lingered for about one week, 5-7 days.

Speculation is that the nearby railroad tracks were used to deploy a gas from freight cars equipped for pressurized gas, done intentional throughout the route of that train track, which also is the directions in which that brown bubble was present when I looked from exit 66 I-5 that day, all along the path of that train track, and not to the east, where there is no train tracks.

I am estimating that happened after or during 2007 and before 2009 is the best I can do for timing.

So I believe that was the Beta Twitter Corona Virus COVID Vaccine. a poison gas released by rail car.

now, they have addition of Boeing 737 MAX, so, rail plus aerial delivery on much larger scale is suspected to happen soon.

Vac Scene

Vacuum Scene.

Vaccine.

That is why Google/Twitter needs to come down. The Corona orders come from the verified accounts on Twitter, for the most part.

12:44 pm.

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1:09 pm:

Other similar experience without the brown sky, but included uniformed men with machine gun:

My door was open, just a screen door was there. A young man came in, about 24 years old, maybe younger in US national guard uniform. There were others outside, I could not see them. That one came into my house... there was brief conversation in my kitchen with a man with machine gun in uniform.

He left. Went outside... I followed to see WTF. The young man was standing at the driveway edge, in some trees. He motioned towards my driveway gate and said “Biden is here, he wants to talk to you”. I looked over there, where a black Lincoln Continental, old, 1966 model maybe was parked there.

I turned around, went a different way, away from the machine gun, around a building, into the woods, and back around to have a closer look at the Lincoln.

There was no one in it.

no driver, no passenger. Just a old black Lincoln Continental in very good shape, new looking old car parked in my driveway, where a young man with machine said Biden wants to talk to me.

I don‘t want to talk to Joe Biden, he has too much bad guy power, is a sneaky bastard.

After a while, the black Lincoln drove away without me seeing anyone get into it.

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Other different but associated experience at my house:

Includes Safari terror cell, the terror cell that brings African Lions for problem solving.

There came a day about in 2007 or 2008 when a whole bunch of people showed up.... the “People Who Show Up” terror, is a murder scenario.

Imagine that you are enjoying a quiet time when someone else’s house party comes to your house, lots of cars, people walking around, they get into all of your stuff, they brought a BBQ, some food, set a up some tables, have plates and drink cup, those red plastic disposable Kegger Party ones... then, you see that it’s Ted nugent, Sarah Palin, Ann & nancy Wilson, and Edward Snowden, others, lots of people... they brought there own Sheriff car, have a military looking weird jeep sort of Humvee but is not a Humvee, is smaller, has four wheel steering, is way too small for the size of trailer that it’s pulling. The trailer is painted with a forest scene on the side, trees, blue sky, and the word: “SAFARI!” painted on it... has four African Lions inside.

That happened.

Later, at night, I got a phone call. That party had moved over to 376 Jackpine after a lot things happened, not included in this explanation... the phone call was from a young woman, who was in distress, said to go outside, so I did that.

There was a young woman or girl... she was strapped onto a deer, was sort of hanging beneath the deer, legs wrapped over the top of the deer’s back, and that came out of the woods with one of those African Lions chasing after it. The Lion caught the deer nearby where I was standing, about 50 feet away, the girl was still on the phone call, I was still listening to her begging for help.

I have a long bow, I got it, shot the lion and it ran away, the girl was not hurt, but some other asshole came and took her away before I could go see WTF was going on. I don‘t know what happened to the deer. It was almost dark outside, dusk.

next day, there was screaming at 376 Jackpine, the voice of a young man... he was singing at first, then started to shout, then he says: “no... I’m just an actor, I’m from Ohio.... no... I’m an actor... then screaming. So I slowly and cautiously took a walk on the road in that direction, did not get far, saw that Army Jeep thing come out of 376, it was doing circles in the road, is when I saw it four wheel steering, and could turn completely around within it’s own length.

I turned around and went home, hid for about three days under my house until those people, “The People Who Show Up“... deluxe Hollywood version, had gone.

That happened.

That girl called again, said she was at 1003 Three Pines, in the back yard, was tied to the train tracks, needed help. The train came by while the phone call was happening, was loud on the phone, then screaming, then silence.

nothing I could do.

A few years later, those people from 1003 Three Pines attacked me at a few different places, are all dead now, killed in defense.

1:52 pm.

One of the attacks from the crew at 1003 Three Pines:

Someone I used to know had called, was nearby, was going to buy a new car, wanted me to go along to the car dealers to help decide what to buy. We go to a few dealerships, at Lithia Dodge, the salesman was one of those thugs from 1003 Three Pines, but I did not know it at the time. We start to talk about trucks there at the sales lot... out comes the brass knuckles...the thug starts hitting me in the ribs, broke two ribs...I defended, used my trusty fingernail clipper, cut him such that he went down, I tossed the brass knuckles with his hand still on them into some nearby shrubberies...that person I was with, started to toss a lot of hundred dollar bills onto the ground as that big thug was hitting me, but that guy was not interested in any money, he had other motivation.

Joan Phillips of 507 Jackpine was there with another terror neighbor in her nissan Quest mini-van... she came driving by there after that thug hit the ground, me and walked away, Joan ran the guy over with the van, and just kept on going... like a snow plow, the guy was wedged under the front bumper... so, through the sales lot, and out onto 7th Street she went, with that thug still under the front bumper. He was a big guy, about 6 feet tall, 240 pounds of 35 year old terror pirate thug.

Joan must have thought he was me, because that place where that thug lives at 1003 Three Pines is owned by Joan Phillips friend Suzan Peterson of US Postal Service, who was the mail carrier for this route for many years, twice, because there was the brunette Susan Peterson, who was replaced with the blonde Susan Peterson, both were carriers on this route, both owned 1003 Three Pines, both were friends of Harold and Joan Phillips, and Harold used to shoot at me regularly, is dead now.

Me and that old friend went to Medford where he finally bought a car after that.

I went to the hospital the next day or so to treat those broken ribs, the hospital ER was having remodel work done on the inside, they took me into a storage room through a dark hallway lined with visqueen plastic, for dust prevention. There was a X-Ray machine set up in that storage room, where there were a lot of boxes all stacked, stuff strewn about, was just a storage room, but had a Chest X-Ray machine there, the Radiology tech just moved some boxes out of the way, plugged it in, and took a few X-Rays.

We go back down the Visqueen Hallway, there is someone inside one of the draped off rooms there, and some yelling happened as we walked by... two fingers came out from under the curtain drapes and onto the floor of the hallway. We continue to a room where I wait for a doctor to see the X-Ray from the storage room Radiology, and the doctor says: “You have abdominal strain, go get some Motrin at your pharmacy, over the counter kind, 200mg. take four of those three times per day.

On the way out, there was a man with a sledge hammer, he did quick remodel of some big glass windows at the front reception area.

I went to Bi-Mart, got some Ibuprofen and came home.

That happened.

2:40 pm.

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3:05 pm:

Twitter needs to be taken offline.

There is a war happening, it’s been happening invisibly for decades. The problem with the war is that it’s all one sided, is a slaughter, so, although conditions are that of real conflict warfare, there is no one fighting on behalf of the USA, only the invading army is doing the warfare.

The war is concealed inside of commerce. It’s disguised with democracy, is buried in bureaucracy, is advanced with police who are not police, courts that are not staffed by US Citizens, Judges are foreigners and SAG Actors using real law with fake ID to capture and kill citizens in traps, set-ups done by SAG actors who have sheriff uniforms, real squad cars, real badges, real guns, the same real laws that the fake judges are using, they use real police radio and real police surveillance equipment, and are able to procure more equipment, ammunition and weapons through the normal and customary channels of supply as technology advances, and supplies are used up and are handed out to terror army cells for use to capture, kill and replace the US Population.

It’s war, disguised as crime and corruption when they need it to be... this kind of warfare uses crime and corruption as a weapon, for hunting federal officers who want answers. They ask questions, observe, are shown that the elected officials are corrupt, are guilty of crime, then, when the federal officers go to make an arrest, that is when the enormity of the terror army jumps out of the shadows, kills them, sends a take-over team back to where the federal officers came from, to take control of far away federal law enforcement and public safety offices.

The situation is such that a few federal officers are trying to do their job in what appears as their jurisdiction, only to find that it’s all an illusion, a trap, a set-up, by a giant terror army. “Police Entrapment” is reversed on them, as they are set-up for failure by the elected government officials who sent the federal officers into the traps.

Leadership on the leading side

Federal Officers doing investigative work in the middle

Terror army on the attack side, under orders from the leadership side who sent the federal officers to investigate.

Covfefe Squeeze Play Warfare.

The federal officers quickly and suddenly learn that they are outnumbered vastly, and are out of their jurisdiction which should be national Guard, but, those guys were all killed, bases are occupied and controlled by the Canadian terror army, who use Rock Star Grade Actors to portray the national guard commanders, for fooling other military personnel who may call, or physically visit. That level of actor is Grammy award grade, has read the script, knows the role, and is skilled at playing the part of military commander at US Base.

It’s war, not crime, not corruption.

They used to call it fascism, and it is fascism on a level that has never been understood before. They have it worked out that if you say it’s fascism, that makes you the terrorist, Antifa, a label, solves the fascism exposure problem with stories presented on Twitter.

In public school they used to teach about Democracy, Socialism, Communism, nationalism, fascism, capitalism, all in the same chapter of the social studies books. There were large swaths of paragraphs to learn about all of that, except for fascism, which was only given a small place in the books.

I remember asking my 5th grade teacher why there is so much to learn about all of those other social ways that people interact, and so little about fascism, when I heard adults talking about fascism in my neighborhood. The response was that no one really knows what fascism is, and can’t really know, because that is the nature of it. It’s fakeness, a false front. Beyond that, it can be anything it needs to be.

Swing by in the Russian Mother Hoax to Cuba some more, 1958 or there about.

You have there, US news media says Cuba is a Fascist regime.

If you are doing the math like I do, there is no Russia.

But Cuba is supported by Russia for Missal Crises.

There is no Russia, US SAG news says Cuba is fascist.

Add Britain, put Britain at Cuba instead or Russia.

There is no Russia to worry about, worry about British Cuban‘s instead, see where that goes.

Fidel Castro

Fidel Cast Row

Lineal Cast Discussion

The place where the cast members are approved.

For the fascism.

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You could go a long way with just starting there.

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Later on, you will end up in Japan, inside of the Russian Mother of all Hoaxes, at Pioneer, Sherwood, Marantz... whatever manufacturer of “High Fidelity Audio Components” were made, in Japan. Then, you will need to use the Way Back Machine on your Cracker Jack Secret Decoder Ring to do some flyovers at Pearl Harbor, where you are going to see that Japanese Zero’s don‘t have Mercedes Benz Motors in them, but, they are laying around in the Pearl Harbor Wreckage. (maybe was Rolls Royce Motors laying around, I forget). That, is going to make you have to swing by at Harman Kardon High Fidelity Audio Manufacture, where ever they were at in Cuba Missal Crisis times, then to Bang & Olufson to learn more about Japan, Pearl Harbor, Britain, and Cuba, while you are searching real hard to find the Vatican in the puzzle parts.

Why did they call it “High Fidelity Stereo”?

You have to ask Fidel Castro, somehow, why that happened.

On this part of the Russian Mother Hoax, there is going to be some White House shenanigans that will be very disturbing. This is a place where I cannot help very much with the flyover. My knowledge and learning only starts at about The Diary of Ann Frank is fake, but I don‘t know how to get to Cuba or Japan from there, I can only get to the White House from Diary of Ann Frank in the Russian Mother of all Hoaxes with secret decoder ring from old box of Cracker Jack’s.

The “High Fidelity Stereo” is going to lead all over the place as a placeholder for other communication about Cuba as a base of operation where it’s physically close by to USA and South America for Global Domination tactical stronghold by Britain/Vatican.

When there is no Russia, that only means that some other place or idea is being said when Russians are encountered in the Mother Hoax. Placeholder for some other thing. Maybe there will be some encounters with “Russian nesting Eggs”, those eggs that are all inside one another, open one, find a smaller fractal size Mandelbrot egg, and again, open, there is another smaller in the fractal. So, you carry those over to Germany, where they are famous for the same thing, only looks like a Santa Claus is inside of another bigger Santa Claus. Since there is no Russia, they all start to look German no matter what shape they are. Every tiny Russian detail becomes huge discovery when there is no Russia, or, Russians.

People doing this research will find that those Thunderbird’s 1960′s - 1970′s puppet movie productions serve more purpose than just for training young terror soldiers. You will see how those were used like the Big Fog Horn in the Sky to guide young people from everywhere to be interested in engineering of all kinds, is not a bad thing all by itself. There are other clues in those also, I am especially drawn to Asian Drum Dancer Artwork at Fathers Office. You can see  that there is a sketch version, and then there is a statue version of the Drum Dancer there. The Thunderbird’s becomes a history book, shows progress of terror take-over while revealing secrets of Gnosis Club Communication methods.

“Take idea, make sketch, color sketch, make clay model of desired idea, then later, the idea is real, you start with the sketch to show someone the idea, later after the idea materializes, you have full size working model of the finished idea. I see that Drum Dancer, and put it in with Japan High Fidelity, and, Hong-Kong also is on the Decoder Ring Radar just because I notice some background art in a cartoon sort of puppet show.

Then, back to Russia... they have “Soyuz” over there. That is going to bring the Decoder Ring Warriors over to “Use Soy” areas of Asia, for things that are “out of this world”, because there is no Russian Space Program. They also have Kamchatka... now i am thinking about a 1968 sketch drawing of Yahoo Messenger, or something like that, idunno what to do with that though. Maybe Kamchatka is not Russian, maybe is bait. Whatever it could be if it’s Russian, Kamchatka is a video phone call of some kind. They have Sputnik in the Russian Space Program that is not in existence, so, that is some High Fidelity, when you glue Sputnik to Soyuz, you get “stereo high fidelity Russian Space Program Cuban Missal Crisis,.. sort of... what could it be? Asian Sputnik somehow leads to British Cuban‘s because there are no Russian Missals in Cuba, there are British Fascists there waiting for casting directions, a name to use, some spending money to take across the water to USA in 1958, or something like that. Maybe the Cuban Missals are the news anchors of the future, in USA network TV, 1958, all with special names, training, specialty they can do to get more operatives into position.

Those Thunderbird’s episodes tell a story that is far beyond what you see on the screen. They show what had been achieved as of the time of presentation, and show the progress towards goals yet to be reached.

They show clues about where and how US Citizens were attacked and killed, then replaced with Canadians. There is a swimming pool where the rocket comes out from launch silo below, is in many episodes. That pool has “Built in Crown Molding” for “Jesus Was a Carpenter” terror comm. The Mold is around the pool, is black, is nasty fungassy mold, around the pool. Means “Don‘t swim in the public pools, we attack at public pools” (some personal knowledge is required for that conclusion about the “Don‘t Swim” part, but with observation, you can see that the terror soldiers don’t swim in pools, however, many of them have pools that they don‘t use.) Whatever it means, it’s there to see, is “Crown Molding at the Pool Coping” at International Rescue HQ Top Secret Volcano Island Location.

now we have Mike Pompeo at US State Department Iranian Terror Rental Service, where Iran is sort of rented out as a handy bad guy for doing big terror on the high see’s, comes with leaky oil barges, drones, and refugees sometimes. Compliments of Top Secret Volcano Island at State Department, fifty years after Thunderbird’s puppet show was made.

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6:18 pm:

Different kind of Thunderbird story:

I have a 1959 Ford Thunderbird. I drove it for awhile, but when I did, there was always someone trying to crash into into it, and once I avoided a head on collision by only having a giant size side swipe down the whole drivers side from oncoming big white van.

That Thunderbird I would very much like to have refurbished, modernized to drive, but there were two times I saw an ad online at Craigslist from someone who was interested in wanting to buy a “Box Bird”, the 1958, 1959, 1960 Model Ford Thunderbird’s are commonly referred to as “Box Birds” for their boxy shape. Designed by the same guy that designed those old Lincoln Continentals like that black one I mentioned above, the Joe Biden Lincoln.

So I sent some photos to the guy that was interested in the old Thunderbird, gave a fair price to offer to sell mine to him, but, that guy was not interested in a fair price, there was some other reason the Thunderbird Wanted ad was at Craigslist. I have a feeling there are a lot of Mike Pompeo’s out there in the world, all of them Thunderbird Graduates from the same Church.

nsa could access my text messages to see the number, and photos, price, and denial of interest in exactly what the man was looking for, to learn more about that particular Craigslist ad for T-Bird wanted. It’s not the first time I encountered strangeness associated with Ford Thunderbird’s

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12-17-2020: 3:08 pm: Additional Terror Espionage Contact Method Speculation:

Kamchatka Theory:

This speculation is based on Twitter news of Canadian Pornography Big Media Pornhub deleted a lot of User Upload Video, and other, supporting ideas that are not Pornography based stories that when presented within a small time frame from differing network news sources are like a subliminal Big Foghorn in the Sky that directs thoughts of viewers in a desired direction, to say and receive terror comm at a pornography chat website.

This is Dark Web Research, is not recommended, could get internet herpies, or worse.

There are some pornography websites that have a built in crucifix in the name:

OXOtube

XnXX

Those are two examples of Crucifix Porn.

You read OXO as “Holy Cross”

You read XnXX as “Trinity Crossing”

There are more.

So, with Pornub in the news, that could mean a lot of things, let’s say that since it’s plastered all over the main stream news media on Twitter that it means “Pornhub has been made”, or other ways to say that Pornhub is being looked at as a source of terror activity, is on the RADAR, stay away orders from AnalPopeHQ Canada Gas Warrior Training Center.

So, that would mean that the terror spies need alternative means to make contact with their HQ.

The HQ has ways of finding the terror soldier spies online where ever the terror soldier is at, no matter what device they use, or what kind of network the spy is using, all it takes is some key words typed into “any text box anywhere”. Google will do the rest, the spy only needs to use some Russian Hoax Words.

Try “Sputnik w/Kamchatka” used in paragraph form somewhere online. Those are each two words that are not used very often, together are secret combination that Google has bots to go and always be searching for.

So, the terror spy can say they need to make contact that way with random use of some connected device through any text box anywhere online, Google will find the key words. They have Operators Standing By all of the time, all over the world, they are Christian terror, they are everywhere, millions of them, so, some pornography contact is also where the Christians have espianage contact persons, who can easily disguise themselves, look innocent, while also presenting the kind of habits that seem to be far, far, far away from Christian Habits (see nun clothing attire, Google it).

This next part you just have to know, either you know, or you don‘t know, so, know this:

“Circle Jerk’s” is the name of a Royal Canadian Mounted Police Terror Cell. The “Circle Jerk’s” are associated with Circle K Convenient Stores.

There are likely to be other kinds of “Jerk’s” that are associated with other base of operations.

It could possibly be that all of the RCMP are “Jerk’s” of one variety or another variety, I only know for sure about “Circle Jerk’s” of Circle K Markets. They use the store as base of operation, are Royal Canadian Mounted Police who are within the Oregon State Police, disguised as real police, behave as real police, are paid like real police are paid, drive the same cars, wear the same uniform, report to the same leading command, Kate Brown Oregon State Governor.

So, all of that is going on, Pornhub Usual Contact is not available per Twitter High Command, and the RCMP need to make contact, so, they use some “Kamchatca; Sputnik; maybe some Soyuz for good measure, in a text box online so Google can find it.

Google High Command is able to deploy special link, make it easy to find for RCMP through advertisement for “Jerkmate” at OXOtube Holy Trinity Porn website for making contact.

RCMP “Jerk” knows what to do when he see’s that advertisement and also knows Google made it very secure because he used the Soyuz Sputnik for the Kamchatka Airplane Vodka to make Orange Screwdriver terror comm, ahead of time.

So OXO (Holy Commanding Officer) shows some porn choices, then a JerkMate ad shows friendly looking fully dressed Canadian girls (nuns, they have their clothes on in the JerkMate ad)

That’s as far as I go in there.

I see that it’s all set-up with secure Holy Trinity Google Grade Encryption, is easy for RCMP terror spy to know he made the correct contact method because all of the pieces parts are there, and, the girls in the ad are obviously nuns, have their habits of “waving” (the wave is terror comm when it’s real big and obvious, is out of place somehow... and there wave variations, such as “Parade Wave” and “Stadium Wave” and “Corvette Owner Club Wave” ...many kinds of terror wave. JerkMate nun uses “Coy Wave”.. is difficult to detect, can switch to “Koi-Wave” on the fly if a fishing expedition cover operation needs to happen, Koi is Asian Carp, so, it gets complicated, can go sideways, if the fish are “Agent Jesus was a Carpenter”... “Agent Carp”, could change the nature of the nuns, Tuna happens. That is why it happens on the fly, no more “Olive the Above”, a turnover, becomes a Onion in the Queen’’s Martini, layered, like a backwards birthday cake in Cryptogram, w/Union Card, SAG, dues paid in full, card in good standing with acts [axe]... Pope’s Flying V played through a stack of Marshall’s, lots of effects on the peddle board.)

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This entry addition is for experienced professional counter terror personnel only. Extreme danger in there with the RCMP, Google, Holy Command Officer OXO, and nuns.

4:04 pm:

{6:28 pm: Bonus information: It’s a “Passing Lane” Speed Trap on Internet Hwy. You have to remember that you are at Crucifix Terror Porn HQ when doing that kind of research .That means the whole place is French, Rene’ Descartes is everywhere in there, he has Three-Dee Pope’s Crucifix if you go live. Is better to stay with pre-recorded variety, look at props, see what kind of message is being said by slave girls there. The live version has a “Right now” component that could come to your house. So, live version is easy to be put onto the Horizontal Axis of the Pope’s Crucifix with a lot of complicated wiz-bang technology, while pre-recorded stays mostly on the Vertical Axis. Rene’ Descartes w/Live is unpredictable, comes with Mussorgsky Russian Hoax Oxcart from Pictures at an Exhibition.)

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12-17-2020: 7:11 pm:

Local real tangible part of that Olive above:

The “Circle Jerk” terror cell at the Circle K RCMP Command is on “A St” in Grants Pass, is one block away from Grants Pass High School, a Phish Pharm for collecting Pornhub Canadian Slave Girls, and sooooo much more.

It’s right there, so I want to make sure I say it’s there, because the students are all controlled by the RCMP even if they don‘t know they are. (they are all Canadian Replacement version of the US Students who used to live around there). There is another store on the corner of 7th & “A St”. the name changed last few years ago, but was “Handy Pantry” for a long time, twenty years or something like that. That place is different than the Circle K is, but is still a convenience store, is Generic kind, not name brand convenience. Every time I went in there, it was a re-run of the last time I went it there, students from the high school want to go in on the way home from school, are yelled at to leave the backpack outside, there is always the same person getting the same beverage from the same cooler, and someone wants some chewing gum, and buys some. Then come out, and the gas station next door sends someone to come around the corner of the building on foot, close my car, looking at everything I do... so the spy at the gas station next to what used to be Handy Pantry (affectionately known as Handy Panty) is the one who keeps the Generic, not name brand convenience store, controlled, and they are called to service to inspect persons who go in to what used to be Handy Pantry.

The Circle K on “A St “ is famous for having the very best coffee, many kinds, every kind of Coffee-Mate Creamer is there with squirt bottle top dispenser, you can fill the whole cup with just the Coffee Mate Creamer there at Circle K if you wanted to, but I don‘t recommend that, there are RCMP there, could hassle you, set you up, or worse.

I have fought many armed terror soldiers at the Circle K on “A St”, the attack always happens at the front door, as you go out with hands full of Too Much Good Stuff. They use the door as a weapon, not to hit you with, it’s a tactical weapon, uses timing and activity of terror soldiers in favor of the physical attack as you go out. There is also “Special Persons Door” at Circle K, is on the side of the building, always is wide open, for set-up work done by RCMP who can easily say you are robbing the store, came in through the side door, and that is why you were killed at front door. The side special persons door, is communication device all by itself depending what car is parked there next to it, trash can there, sign maybe is there, other stuff there on the side, all is visible with quick drive by on “A St.” to know conditions there. There is much to say about Circle K. Mostly, it’s one block away from Grants Pass High School and is the place where the State Police RCMP call home base.

State Police have official office on 7th St., is a stone’s throw from Seventh Day Adventist Church on 9th St, just over the fence.

There is something that can be said about terror attack at all of the Josephine and Jackson County area convenience stores, they all have their own way of taking victims. I don’t anymore to any of them except 6th Street Market and AM/PM, it’s too difficult to survive when you have to learn and then remember all of the different ways they use at the individual stores, so, I go with what I know best to survive. The thing that nsa people need to know is that around 1996 is when all of the Mom & Pop size convenience stores in the rural areas were all hijacked over a short time. Those old places that had been there for 60 years all taken, new management, then custom remodel at each one, the old familiar layout changed to special layout at those stores in Rural Oregon in tourist popular areas along the Rogue, Applegate, and Illinois Rivers. All of the ones in Grants Pass too, they prey on the recreation that is nearby them, such as what happened with small store not far from All Sports Park, I think is on Bridge Street near that park, where USA youth sports teams used to play sports, is all an act now, no more USA kids, only Canadian terror army kids there now, faking the sports. The park is big, draws teams from far away, everyone uses that small convenience store, and victims are taken. You could say similar details about all of the small stores, they are all like tiny Walmart killing fields.

Also important add here is “Confusion Sauce Therapy”. You are looking for Vinegar (Pope/Vatican) but they give Ranch (down range). So, that kind of Confusion Sauce is sprinkled around the All Sports Park, which is way over at the west end of Bridge Street (M Street) then towards the Rogue River from there about half mile.

The Ranch Dressing you get when looking for Pedophilia Pope at the All Sports Park, is a one way pass to “Sportsman”s Park”. a different park than the one you are looking for, is Down Range Park because Sportsman‘s Park is a Shooting Sports Park, has 1,000 yard shooting range, there are not many of those, it draws shooting enthusiasts from far away because of that 1,000 yard field they have there, and is a very beautiful full service gun range for every kind of shooting there is, including Paint Ball area, and Archer facilities there. That one is along the Interstate 5 on the northbound side, or East Side of the freeway, both statements are true. So, investigative people looking for All Sports Park are diverted to Sportsman‘s Park, set-up with some Ranch Dressing at the Range, Experimental Chicken happens there.

All Sports Park is about 20 miles from Sportsman’s Park.

There is more confusion sauce that is used. It’s at Sportsman‘s Warehouse Sporting Goods in Medford (not far from Social Security Field Office and Medford Airport, is only a drum beat away from Guitar Center, all is important to consider for thinking about Sportsman‘s Warehouse Sporting Goods), which serves as a alternate shooting range inside the store, even though they don’t have a shooting range there. That place is like going inside of the Armory of the Enemy behind enemy lines, they have all kinds of weapons in there, and are not shy about using them when outsiders go in there.

When the police are replaced with Royal Canadian Mounted Police at the top state level of State Police, and the County Sheriff’s all become SAG Shill Elected terror actors, and the city police is then a rental service for partying needs, then, all of the sporting goods stores become armories filled with alternative weapons, and the very best kind is at Sportsman‘s Warehouse. The also become outfitters for remote attack at recreation areas. That’s what happened. The Confusion Sauce is a diversion method based on local fake authorities who are trusted by the federal authorities who don‘t understand the size and scope of the terror take-over, and don‘t believe reports of their goals of Global Domination, and what domination means.

So, three kinds of Sports Sauce, all of it is used as Confusion Sauce, to make the terror flavored the way they need it to taste when people investigate local terror.

Right now, and every year at this time, there are signs around that say: “Christmas Tree Sale at Sportsman’s Park, by Boy Scouts of America”

That is “Insult to Injury” terror sign, because all of the Boy Scouts were horribly murdered a long time ago, very brutal ways were used to kill the Boy Scouts publicly in and around Josephine County.

Boys & Girls Club at H St. & 10th St. is/was like a shopping center for SAG Actors & Musicians to go choose a small size sex slave. It’s still there, I don‘t know what role the place serves anymore, I do know that it’s protected by the terror stronghold that exists at the south end of H St,. On the Google Map you see some green roof buildings at the end of the road at Skunk Creek and can see that it has some tactical advantage. There used to be a loggers outfitter right there called Roley’s where Exhibition is at now, and for alternative terror weaponry you need to look at all of the Loggers Suppliers in Oregon, for cables and winches. Even the logger clothing and safety gear is terror weapon when used as disguise among real loggers. ORCAL supply is one such alternative weaponry outfitter. Also, where ever Pacific Power gets their supplies from is also alternative weaponry outfitter. Crater Chain Saw and Louis Equipment is alternative weaponry Outfitter & Maintenance. Commercial Gardner Suppliers and Maintenance also serve similar roles, slightly smaller scale then Logger supply. If it serves the logging industry, it’s big terror weaponry supply for SAGClubMed considerations where the killing is for entertainment, and is close to the State Governors Office when considering the commerce, forestry, lumber, milling, shipping that it’s all connected to with state regulatory measures.

Then, go offshore to find Asian slaves and Portuguese captors on floating lumber mills... the Asian Slaves invented OSB Partical Board, Omnidirectional Structural Board, is nailed onto everything since 1982 or something like that, no one has noticed the slaves on the big fucking boat says “PORTUGAL” on it with 20 foot tall letters.

no one will interview me to get a more complete and more clear explanation of real terrorism, not that fake kind you learn from news media. There is more to know, lots more.

There is glue that sticks all of that stuff together, it’s the railroads, and the locomotives that take all of that stuff to the places it goes. For some reason, the biggest and loudest of the terror machine is the one that is forgotten about the easiest, so, don’t forget about the railroads... they serve as alternate roadways too, when the special vehicles are deployed to use the tracks, can ride on the roads, and get onto the tracks at any crossing, are used to foul up federal investigators who are not thinking about the freight railroad as a public transportation system for terror soldiers.

Other weapon derived from logging is Los Angeles Times and New York Times Newspapers.

The tree gets cut, is pulled on a cable to get to the road, it goes on a truck out of the woods, is put onto a train to go to the Port, it goes on a barge to get to the floating Portuguese lumber mill, is made into pulp there, comes back after cheap slave labor does the work, goes on more trucks to a factory where it gets turned into newsprint paper after all of the pulp fibers are combed to make it all go in the same direction, some glue is put in there, is called “sizing”, is made to spread out flat to dry, is cut some more, rolled up, goes on more trucks to the LA Times where bullshit is printed on the trees, on a web press. Is a weapon of mass destruction.

That is when it gets weird, because there is the Wall Street Journal, is also more printed bullshit on trees made with glue called sizing and pulp all combed so the fibers all go the same way. Tesla news is in the Wall Street Journal, so the newspaper printer at the LA Times gets into his Tesla to go to the news stand to get a Wall Street Journal so he can see how much money the terror bastards are making with the bullshit that they are just conjuring up out of air.

There is no Tesla. You can’t get one, but they made a few, and passed those out to people who make bullshit, so that everyone will believe that there really is a Tesla, when all it is, is a Fiat, with Toyota Prius Drive Train Hong-Kong Knock Off version, and Tesla Stock is going through the roof, and terrorists laugh as they go to the bank in a Mr. McGoo Cartoon car that’s not really there, just an illusion.

Every once in while on the interstate, there is a truck that is loaded with white cars that say “Tesla” on the emblem going down the road. That’s when I know that the federal investigators are nearby, because the terror army is so big, they can deploy whole truckloads of cars that don‘t exist, for cover.

Please send help.

Bring your own hospital.

Please send medical services to Oregon, Josephine County.

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12-17-2020: additional distantly related to “Olive the Above”: 4:51 pm:

“Olive the Above” is the snack at the bottom of the Queen’s Martini, which is the contents of the glass (Chalice; Grail; Uterus) of the Russian Mother or all Hoaxes. The Martini Glass (cup runeth over) is either dry, or is “Shaken, not stirred” or other conditions of the glass and it’s Martini Contents that are the Russian Mother Hoax, so, the “Olive the Above” in the Martini is a special considerations character, could be a small micro-onion sometimes. Look at the ingredients of any food product at the store, as you do, you are going to notice that almost every food product has some Onions in it, and that is also part of why “Olive the Above” is in the Queen’s Martini, sometimes it’s a very common thing, nothing out of the ordinary, is everywhere, but no one really knows it’s in there. Many infinite possibilities are “Olive the Above” in the bottom of the glass that contains the Queen‘s Russian Hoax.

So, with that come Fred and Ethel Mertz.

From “I Love Lucy”.

I don’t know what your perception of the Mertz’s is, but mine was like:

“Darn... the Mertz’s are there in the scene. I wish they would go home... they always seem to foul up what Lucy was going to do... maybe they will go away, so we can see what Lucy is really up to”

Conclusion is that the Mertz’s are an important part of the Russian Mother of All Hoaxes Queen’s Martini, are like when there are no Olives, have to settle for the onion. It’s not the same, but the Martini requires a snack, those are the rules.

Further Way-Back Back Machine set on Fast Forward from there is going to produce a lot of iterations of Fred and Ethel Mertz all over the place, and one of the most important places those guys have returned into the Russian Fractal is at the gas pump at the gas station, where you could get some “Ethel”.

What is Ethel?

I think that means there is Ethanol mixed in with the gasoline. You want some 106 Octane Airplane Fuel... that is what you really want but don‘t know it. Those who have known that they want the 106 Octane Airplane Fuel, knew where to get some. I used to get mine at the Van Nuys airport where the airplanes fueled up, they drive right in there just like the cars do at Van Nuys Airport back in the day. I just drive my 1969 Toyata Corona in there, like an airplane, and filler up. Later, the 1971 Mustang Mach 1 really likes the 106 Octane Airplane Fuel, so, filler up!

Then, later, other secret airplane fuel started to show up on RADAR of people who know what the really want... they want to FLY! Airplane Fuel works good for that.

106 Octane at the Union 76 Station Secret Location, near you... many to serve your needs are available, but, you have to know that you want to fly, otherwise, you get sold some Ethel.

now, we have Jeff Merkley. He is the same as “The Mertz’s. He is there to make distraction, is quagmire, a Senator, is new guy, “Freshman“ last time I checked.

There is also Myrtle Wood Guitars at Breedlove Guitars in Bend Oregon. The Myrtle Wood is famous in Oregon among the old terror soldiers who have been here a long, long, long, long, long..... long time for use for making bowls... wood bowls.

I don’t know why the Myrtle Wood Bowls are important, I just know that they are important. I do know that a Bowl Haircut was important for a long time. So, get the Myrtle Wood Bowl, put bowl over the heads of all of the kids at the school, everyone gets Myrtle Wood Oregon School Bowl Haircut in 1998-2002 and onward... very popular, almost a uniform requirement at public schools back then. They really do put the bowl, and do the haircut around it, for uniform shape.

Merk... all kinds of Merc... merk and mier, quagmire, see-weed is merk&mier.

It’s all based on the Mertz’s from I Love Lucy, is all over the place when you look for it, but 106 Octane Airplane Fuel is no where to be found any more.

You get special Ethel now... no one really knows what is in there.

It’s a Onion.

5:36 pm.

[spotlightsaga]

Kevin Cage of @spotlightsaga reviews... Riverdale /S01\/E10\ Chapter 10: The Lost Weekend Airdate: April 13, 2017 @cwnetwork Ratings: 0.872 Million :: 0.32 18-49 Demo Share Score: 8.5/10 @riverdaleseries @archiecomics TVTime/FB/Twitter/IG/Tumblr/Path/Pin: @SpotlightSaga **********SPOILERS BELOW********** Four Months late isn't too bad, right? See, in Miami, it's never cute to be the first person at the party, and really the party never ends until someone actually says it does... And clearly the Riverdale Party is still very much in full swing. So consider this 10th Entry 'Riverdale Revisit'; the after party to end all after parties. Of course, we're going to be set up for S2 when it goes live. This is definitely not one of the tv shows that Spotlight Saga will be dropping in the coming, world famous, 'fall tv' season frenzy. But don't get it twisted, there are many on the chopping block... OUR chopping block. We're looking at what gets our blood pumping and our thoughts racing, giving us something more to talk about than "Last Night on ___insert uninspired show number #45 here___." 'Riverdale' has made a massive stir across social media and of course on The CW & their worldwide dominating partner, Netflix, as well. I love that due to streaming, the new large amounts of cash pouring in from its subsequent deals, and actually several generations full of 'cord cutters', there are no longer rules to watching and writing about television series and films... Get to them when you can, some will watch them live, some will stream them later, some will wait until they can binge them all at once like a Weekend Warrior with a pocket full of Ecstasy and a head full of hallucinogens. It's our world now, and CBS, NBC, ABC, FOX, and more (or less) importantly 'Nielsen Holdings', no longer control what, when, where, why, and how much. Smell that? That's the sweet smell of change... And the remnants of murder and sticky maple syrup, obvi. Ive been extremely careful not to overpraise 'Riverdale' in the past. Similar series have only led to frustration or feelings of complete frustration. Its hard to know what to expect from a show like this in the near future... We all saw the demise of similar series like 'Pretty Little Liars' and other shows that run through the same type of vein... Kind of like many of the other ones attempted over at the now defunct ABC Family where PLL first started. Like The WB, UPN, and now The CW, ABC Family has also gone through a newly rebranding process that didn't do much to help the sinking ship they now call Freeform TV... A network that only 'The Fosters' and its cheesy sister show 'Shadowhunters' seem to be keeping afloat. We aren't being negative, we're being real... And when you're at a party, or in this case, 'After Party', you've got to be real. You just gotta... Even if no one ever wanted the party in the first place. If you don't know what I mean, let me spell it out for you. Ready? Set? Spell! Ah fuck it, we'll just spill the tea... 'Let's have a Kiki! Lock the doors tight!' I sometimes wonder if my obscure pop culture references I often sneak into these articles ever actually connect. They probably don't, but to that one person that got it, FUCK YEAH! It's the birthday of Jughead (Cole Sprouse)... And much like the very similar, fellow female counterpart, Sheila the She-Wolf, another introverted style character from 'Riverdale's sister show on Netflix, 'GLOW'... Jughead is not really into parties and/or making a big fuss about a birthday or bringing any unnecessary & unwanted attention to his person. Unfortunately for Betty (Lili Reinhart), Jughead isn't really big on camaraderie, most definitely not in the spirit equivalent to the 'Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling'! The reasons behind throwing these two characters' each their own impromptu birthday bashes on their respective tv shows are done for totally different reasons. With 'GLOW', it was slightly annoying at first (for Sheila, anyway), but eventually it turned from an apprehensive & anxiety filled event to a touching, sweet moment, where a closed off character had a major breakthrough that was captured in the perfect beam of light, allowing a significant development and enabling an insight into another character's backstory, bringing the whole cast together for the most part. In a great juxtaposition, on 'Riverdale', the psychology behind this one is actually much, much different... It's still got the 'trepidatious yet possible potential for a surprise moment of gratification' aspect down to a certain degree, but it doesn't go down the path of the balmy & charming. The reasoning behind Betty's sudden obsession to give Jughead the party that he never wanted, and the background as to why he's so against the idea in the first place certainly doesn't inspire camaraderie or any kind of 'feel good' moments, especially at the party itself. If anything, the intent is slightly bordering on the side of creepy. Riverdale?! Creepy?!? Yup! Keep up! It's only getting creepier. You see... We've been up on 'Riverdale' and then back down, and then back up and down again... And I think everyone here will openly admit that it's mostly due to a shaky CW track record, as well as similar networks just like it, though there has been a few inconsistencies outside of this oddball tone & beautiful color scheme we're always raving about. However, when the show fully embraces its complete and total anomalous, almost freakish eccentricities, we all just fall right back in love with the show again. It's episodes like 'Chapter 10: The Lost Weekend' that completely make us forget about past network follies and shows like PLL completely losing their way after gaining our trust and enthusiasm in its beginning stages. Reinhart is effortlessly serving up 'Bizarre, Bilateral, Betty Bananas' like a full-on, award ready, seasoned vet. Seriously, I don't want to blow too much smoke up the kid's ass, but I'm pretty sure her breakthrough performance here would even make the likes of decorated actress such as Nicole Kidman proud. Betty Cooper has a duality that Reinhart not only highlights with strong, hearty performances... But it's also the efforts of Director Dawn Williamson, a phenomenal Art Department (you guys KICK MAJOR ASS), Cinematographer Stephen Jackson (this guy was award-worthy in this episode), and Costume & Wardrobe (hell, everyone involved in the smallest, minute details) framed from shot to shot... The absurdity of how tight & perfectly situated her ponytail is, how hard she clenches her hands (leaving scratch marks on her palms), even the way she holds the cake & dawns the signature 'Jughead Crown', to whoever made the call of having those weirdo party goers in horse masks in the background - Good call, guys! That was freaking CRAZY! It's all those little things that make the picture such a pleasure to watch... Turning what seems like a normal teen drama at first glance, to a finely tuned, surprisingly compelling theatrical spectacle. The crazy is in full on abundance, though... It's not just Betty. Suddenly after a string of a few disappointing episodes, I come back after a break and either see things in a totally different light, or it could be that this was just slowly building right under our noses the whole time, or *the most plausible of all three options* is that the ironically lowest rated episode of the series, according to the great analysts over at Nielsen, is actually the most technically sound, character driven, insanely atmospheric entry of the entire 1st Season. Veronica Lodge (Camila Mendes) finally lets go of some deep resentments she's been bottling up and goes after Cheryl Blossom (Madelaine Petsch). This is a task that I wouldn't suggest to any person of sound or capable mind to attempt in any way, shape, fashion, or form. The act is crazy in and of itself, and pissing off the 'Ravishing Redhead' that literally wears the letters 'HBIC' on the back of her cheerleading uniform, that's 'Head Bitch in Charge' for anyone too young or too old to remember Tiffany Pollard of VH1's 'I Love New York', is obviously going to lead to a backlash that Veronica won't likely forget. Sure she might get her big 'W' now, but we must remind you... There's no 'W' in 'HBIC'. Meanwhile, Cole Sprouse & Skeet Ulrich, who plays Serpent Gangster FP Jones & Jughead's father on the show, are literally close to actually convincing me that they are really father and son in real life. The little ticks and nuances that they share are out of this fn' world insane. Either these two have spent a week in a trailer together mirroring their every move or we seriously need to ring in Maury Povich for a DNA Test! Oh, and apparently there's some guy on the show named Archie Andrews (KJ Apa)... The only drawback is that they've failed to make the main protagonist (is he tho?) even remotely interesting. He's good looking, but he's not a convincing redhead, and I'm still not hooked into his arc. Hey, that's ok... Enter Mary Andrews (Molly Ringwald - ChaChing!), Archie's long lost mother. So nice of you to finally drop in, Molly! Fred Andrews (Luke Perry) is ready to finalize the divorce, but we're just biting on all the possibly juicy dramatic scenarios! Who is Archie again? Back at the party, that burgeoning rivalry between Veronica and Cheryl hits its boiling point when Veronica gets a bit too carried away and accuses Cheryl and her deceased brother Jason (Trevor Stines) of having an incestious affair. Ah, gotta love seedy underbelly of the United States! The more money, the crazier the family!!! Oh but there's more! Good ol' All-American Chuck (Jordan Calloway), who actually WAS almost boiled alive, attempts to out Betty on her 'Dr. Jeckyl/Ms. Hyde' issue that surfaced when a hot tub prank got a bit too out of hand earlier in the season. To our surprise, and viewer delight, Jughead and his Dad actually had a moment, which was completely unexpected, yet felt completely real. Like I said before, Ulrich & Sprouse have stellar chemistry, and the writers seem to know this and obviously derive great pleasure in giving us this moment where the two aren't at total odds and Jughead not only carefully considers, but actually takes his biological father's advice... Providing solid proof that the series isn't trying to meander or stretch out any unnecessary storylines at all. No disrespect to fans of other series broadcast on The CW, but clearly this isn't 'The Flash'. These storylines seem to be heading into important territory at a reasonable pace, and not just hanging around to fulfill an episode number requested by an executive to make sure ad-space quotas are filled... Although I have considered that this could be an issue that the show could run into in its expanded 22-Episode Run that it's been greenlit for S2. There's plenty of juicy drama to go around, but when we see that drama making moves instead of being drawn out, then you know you've got a potentially good show on your hands. For now, 'Riverdale' is back on a solid trajectory, delivering what appears to be a set-up episode for the impending S1 finale... A set-up episode that was easily the most consistent entry to date from start to finish. The impression that an episode as good as this exists to move its characters like chess pieces, seemingly just to put everyone in place for the final three episodes is an exciting notion for the last 3 hours of S1 of 'Riverdale' to come!

[dominicvail]

Imagining Neric doing couple things is fun. Them playing video games in angry silence when they argue, baking birthday cakes for each other, looking at houses to move in together and playing pranks on each other but still messing up because it's Neric and they embarrass themselves a lot. You said you had a wishlist of things you want to see them do, what are some of those things?

I actually have this headcanon that the only one on the team who cooks really, really well is Sam. Deeks has more game than the rest, but like… the others are TERRIBLE. So the image of them trying to bake each other cakes ends in fire in my head. So, yes, yes i definitely want to see that. 

but anyway, my wishlist is not like, big goals, i know better than to set myself up for a fall (also, as it turns out, not getting your hopes up and expecting nothing at all makes it sweeter when ur expecting a fake relationship episode where your ship awkwardly make out to prove a point, and instead get them making out of their own accord on a patch of grass so like A+ 10/10 would recommend), i just want random stuff???;

The aforementioned drunk neric, or one of them drunk and the other not, i’m not picky, they were hilarious high on sugar, give me the drunken nerds.

casual cold episode opening where you see a phone on a table and it rings, and a sleepy hand reaches out to grab it at a horrible and early hour of the morning and the camera pans outward and it’s nell’s hand grabbing the phone and it pans further out and you see Eric still passed out next to her in bed (i’m not only thinking of scenes i want in my head, i’m now saying how i want them directed, too, so like, i think i have a problem).

i’m just gonna shove a serious™ one in here b/c i genuinely think they dropped the ball last season with this, but Eric talking to Nell about his reaction to killing the guy at the retreat, because when i saw it i found it 100% plausible that he wouldn’t have spoken to her specifically, b/c i think he’d be worried she might take his anxieties over it to mean he didn’t want what happened after that to have happened either, which is not true, but i do think Eric would worry about it and i’d like to hear her both A) validate negative emotions about the killing and B) say she understands it was an emotional rollercoaster and she understands he can feel negatively about the shooting and positively about the kissing at the same time. 

ERIC BEALE KNOWING WHERE AND WHAT HER TATTOO IS

You know what scene where Callen and Anna got handsy in front of a fire??? I want that. I literally don’t care if they get interrupted, the gif footage i could get from 10 seconds of a topless make out would increase my lifespan by like 10 years. 

Them sitting closer now. And you may say ‘But Danni, don’t they already sit close to each other and have little regard for personal space???’ and you would be correct and in fact, the point. They should still sit closer b/c that’d mean they’d be on top of each other :D.

Nell stealing Eric’s state of the art gaming set up to play the sims and the resulting fall out (this isn’t as much as a wish as it is a crack fic prompt but w/e. Preferred outcome from this is Nell convincing him to let her carry on b/c she creates a pair of sims in love named Eric and Nell. He knows he’s being manipulated but he just can’t help himself and stops complaining). 

Them letting Barrett keep the inevitable hiatus beard and having her find it really hot. 

A KISS (more than one but, you know, low standards). A nice one, like, a meaningful one that’s slow and romantic but you could easily imagine it leading to tender sex when the scene ends). 

Nell’s family come to town. They end up having to pretend they’ve been together years because of the whole ‘eric came to christmas’ thing. Her parents also want to meet the friends she’s spoken to them about, so she has to tell G, Sam, Deeks and Kensi that they all have to pretend to be news editors or similar, but also have to pretend her and eric have been in a relationship for years. Chaos ensues. (Nell also would probably end up almost murdering Deeks in this scenario tbh lbr he’d say /something/ and she’d be out for blood). 

G teasing them. Nell teasing him back. Eric trying to tease back and failing. 

The return of the tactical kilt™ and Nell being better versed in Eric’s underwear (or lack thereof) choices. 

slow dancing. Or square dancing. Preferably the slow but i take what i can get. 

more vague sexual allusions that make me go efgdfgjsrfjsdfsdfk 

the return of la perla 

since it’s canon we know densi do robot roleplay in bed i think it’s only fair if we find out something of Neric’s too. It’d be super nerdy. Like, they dress up as han and leia and have sex kind of nerdy. 

i could go on for a while

[jasonmcgathey]

This has already been a fun, if sprawling and chaotic, section to tackle. Expect frequent changes as I continue to add to and revise the sections. It’s probably going to take a while to get a handle on this page – so just maybe, if you can, try and avoid these orange construction cones and blinking arrows straight out of the Spring-Sandusky interchange mess. If it looks a little skeletal, know that I am working on this as my current main project, and continue hoping some brilliant idea will help me organize it a little better. Until that lightning flash of inspiration arrives, maybe a series of alphabetized districts (with a couple I’m making up just now) and/or major roads is the best way to go:

Arena District (north of Spring, west of High)

Brewery District (south of the interstates, west of High)

E. Broad Street

W. Broad Street

Downtown Proper (area with most of the government buildings, etc, between Broad, the Scioto River, the interstates, and S. 4th Street)

German Village

N. High Street

S. High Street

Uptown District (everything north of Broad that isn’t covered elsewhere)

    -Arena District-

Nationwide Arena

North Market

  -Brewery District-

Though downtown as a whole has been plagued by this to some extent, the Brewery District is unique in that I feel like for 20 plus years now, there’s been this trend of bars blowing into here with a ton of hype, and being packed to the gills in what has always been a happening district – in other words, a theoretically sustainable business – but then the masses stop showing up overnight, a few months down the road, and the place is toast before you know it.

Banana Joe’s – an early lesson in how the night of the week is everything. We came here on a Friday and it was one of the most insane crowds I’ve ever witnessed; a Thursday journey maybe two weeks later had more in common with a funeral home.

Brewmasters Gate (485 S. Front St.) – this would be an excellent example of what I’m talking about. This opened as a positively cavernous club in the early 2000s, and had to be just about the most popular place in town for a good six months. A bunch of us drove down here often during the summer of its heyday, during which time it was unfailingly jam packed with young people throwing down, spilling out to the spacious patio and even the sidewalks. By the following summer, nobody came here, and you were looked at kind of strangely if mentioning it. I’m not sure exactly when it closed, but it didn’t seem to stick around very long after this. Strangely enough, the place survives and has maintained the same name, though it appears this is now just a hall people rent out for events.

Tommy Keegan’s – stumbling across this entry in my journal, from early 1998, is an especially striking example of why I’m glad to have taken so many notes. I actually forgot all about this enterprise and haven’t heard mention of it since.

Tommy Keegan’s looks vaguely like one of those modern faux Irish pubs or something, with its painted cement floor, its dark and generally unfussy atmosphere. Being located underground doesn’t hurt, either. The front, larger room holds most of the bar’s occupants, including some annoying, talent-challenged goober playing acoustic guitar and singing near the door. It’s hard to imagine he would receive much encouragement or tip money even if warbling at the campus BW3. But apparently, they pay him to come here.

The back room is a bit more subdued and we make a bee line for it. They’ve got one of those giant hoppers dispensing free popcorn back here, and even while knowing in the back of your mind it’s only going to make your thirstier, desiring ever more beer, which is why they manipulate you such, in the moment you just don’t care and grab some anyway. Or at least this is what I do.

It’s Keisha’s birthday and we started out with a much larger posse, but the war of attrition has whittled us down to these seven survivors: the birthday girl and Pam, and then Damon, Paul, John H, this Mike guy who’s kind of cool, and me. But somehow there’s this random kid just hanging out by these pool tables, of which the bar has a couple back here, and by some convoluted turn of events he winds up being partners against Paul and me in a few games of standard billiards. Damon is absolutely on fire for some reason, and they totally smoke us from start to finish. But we’ve already exhausted what limited kicks are to be found at Keegan’s, and have agreed to strike off for Victory’s next.

“Stay and play a few games with me!” the kid begs Damon, “we’ll make some money!”

“Ah, we gotta go,” Damon returns with a laugh.

Victory’s – I’ve only actually set foot inside of Victory’s once prior to this, nearly a year ago, that night of Maria’s birthday bus. And while it feels impossible to have memories down here from a year ago, which were pretty crazy yet not really referenced at all since then – neither in my thoughts nor discussions with these guys – I guess it’s another example of how the proverbial moss is growing beneath us, and we’d best keep moving if wishing to avoid entrapment by it.

So the layout here is much different that I remember, but then again, I’d been pretty blasted that night, a singular experience thus far in my Columbus residency. There are two front rooms with one long, connected bar that runs in the middle of each. One side is basically a chill out zone, while the other is encumbered with a dance floor to boogie upon, and a stage for the band. In the back, which is kept much darker, there’s an elevated second dance floor, this time under the purview of a nearby DJ booth, while beyond here the pattern repeats with that exact same scenario out on an exterior patio. The patio is not presently open, however.

Damon and Paul sit off to one side which allows them the perfect vantage point for drinking, smoking, watching and critiquing the band all at once. They call themselves Jonesy, though I’m not exactly sure of the spelling, and these guys do a fantastic job mixing 80’s covers with a few more recent selections, from the likes of Nine Inch Nails. So good, in fact, that these two are debating whether this band isn’t just miming to a tape. Featuring keyboards and electric drums, both elements you don’t see a whole lot of in this city’s live scene, they also boast an impressive live show, although it might actually belong to the bar.

The rest of us are out on the dance floor, hopping around to the music, hoping for a cheap brush of fate with one of these ladies. John breaks away from us to scout the perimeter for any fresh prospects. During this interim I do enjoy the inevitable wayward interactions with Keisha.

“I thought that was so hilarious earlier when my friend got kicked out of the bar, and you were like, gee, that’s terrible!” she’s shouting into my ear at one point, laughing hysterically.

John returns with even better information than this. “There’s a couple outrageously hot chicks on the other dance floor,” he tells me. “Come on, I’ll show you.”

We stroll off to the back room and step up to the elevated floor, casually work our way toward these two honeys. And yes, they are quite exceptional in appearance. Just as we’re about to zero in on them, however, these two dudes swoop in and throw their arms around the girls, clearly some sort of flag panting move. Damn. So the ladies are claimed, but whatever. As more ammunition mounting in this war chest of whatever you want to call it, Keisha and Pam have actually followed us back here, with Mike in tow right behind them. So they climb onto this platform with us, and we continue dancing in this dingy corridor.

-E. Broad Street-

Columbus Dispatch

Columbus Dispatch (62 E. Broad) – Home of the city’s major daily newspaper. I don’t feel like Cleveland bests Columbus in very many categories at all, but this is one exception – The Plain Dealer has always been a better paper. A lot of people, including some of my friends and I, were vaguely horrified when the Dispatch bought up treasured weekly independents, The Other Paper and Alive! True to form, they soon axed The Other Paper, citing overkill. In fairness, however, I will say they didn’t really seem to tinker with Alive! much, far less than expected.

-W. Broad Street-

COSI

Center of Science and Industry. It’s an okay spot, though much less exciting than one might imagine. A trip to the zoo or the Ohio Historical Society easily offers you much more bang for your buck. Only recommended if you’ve never been and are burned out on all the other similar options in town.

Emma digging into chocolate cake at Spaghetti Warehouse

  Spaghetti Warehouse – Treasured destination over the years, mostly because my daughter Emma is somewhat of a spaghetti maniac. Our most notable visit here was probably her 4th birthday party, which featured a memorably random cast of family members. Up above are some photos of her attacking chocolate birthday cake at that party. Maddie appears to be enjoying herself considerably just watching her sister in action. As the name would imply, it’s a great old building with a warehouse vibe, the highlight being this train car with highly in-demand seating.

  -German Village-

The original Max & Erma’s was opened down here in 1958 (739 S. 3rd Street), before becoming a franchise in 1972. Sadly this spot went belly up in 2017 and an operation known as Wunderbar currently calls this address home. But as a consolation prize, there’s no shortage of great restaurants and taverns both, mostly within walking distance of one another, down in this district.

  -Uptown District-

Mitchell’s Steakhouse

    Downtown Columbus This has already been a fun, if sprawling and chaotic, section to tackle. Expect frequent changes as I continue to add to and revise the sections.

[guywithtime2kill]

Analysis/Breakdown of 'Always BMO Closing' Hello, hello!My breakdown/analysis of 'The Wild Hunt' was quite successful yesterday, many of you appreciated my thoughts of the episode. So let's continue with the next one!Now, I'm gonna tell you right now: 'Always BMO Closing' doesn't have a whole lot to it. Oh, it's a fun episode! Don't get me wrong; but it doesn't have a lot of meat to it. There's still something that I could talk about, but not to the extent of the rest of this set.But enough of that, let's just get into it.Always BMO ClosingCan I just say the title card for this episode is kinda unnerving?I really like the opening scene with Finn and Jake goofing around while having breakfast. Know why? Because it's just the two of them finding amusement in something so incredibly mundane - I can't help but think back to the early seasons, where Finn and Jake were a lot wilder, and how much they've grown and mellowed out now. Compare this scene to the breakfast scene in 'Her Parents', and you'll see how much they've changed. This is emphasized by the lines underneath Jake's eyes - emphasizing his older age.It's cute seeing Finn and Jake feeding into BMO's dress-up/imagination games. It's been said many times in these later seasons that they now see him as "like [their] son" or a baby. The little celebration they have set up in the third act, along with Jake's hilarious dialogue there, further hammers this in.Doubly cute that Finn and Jake are happy to see Ice King bonding with BMO. Again, I'm just reminded of how much their perception of him has changed. Jake especially, like with Marceline, took a lot longer to warm up to the IK. It's been clear their change in treatment of him has changed in the later series. Despite all his craziness, we and the characters themselves know that Ice King, in truth, just wants friends - people to hang out with. We see our characters facilitating this desire in a few episodes, so it's nice that we see how treating him like a friend as opposed to an enemy is the right way to deal with Ice King.And for those of you who don't remember, Ice King is a great playmate for BMO from what we saw in President Porpoise is Missing. He's crazy enough not to question the imaginary stuff BMO does.Ice King claims his body talks to him. I wonder if that's the crown or he's just insane - either one is applicable, really."Can you believe this weather?" as opposed to "How about the weather today?" I've always liked the way BMO talks and butchers the English language. As a machine he probably has no concept of these sayings and how they are supposed to go - but in his efforts to play a role he just says what makes sense to his mechanical mind.A line he says in this episode, "These are selling like red hots," instead of hotcakes. Red hots don't really make sense (it's a powerfully spicy cinnamon), but it has "hot" in the name and that makes more sense to BMO than hotcakes - which people don't sell in Ooo, nor call pancakes. Writing dialogue for BMO must always be fun.It's quick but Ice King's got this great grin when BMO puts the apple pie in his coat. What's hilarious is I don't think BMO was giving it to him, he was just putting it away (bodies don't talk and all, remember? Plus he's in his imagination mode right now).I like Tree Trunks in this scene, and what they did with her. How, they make her seem so senile for buying a branch with a ton of money, when in reality it made a lot of sense. Tree Trunks, although she's a silly old lady, isn't outright stupid. She bought the branch so Mr. Pig would have a backscratcher, and let's be honest, they really don't need a ton of money. They seem to live pretty comfortably without having to use that roll of dollar bills (remember that Sweet P taking KoO's gold in Gold Stars was what made them expand their house).When we cut back to BMO and Ice King, there's a tree with a heart carved into it that says "TT + W" for Tree Trunks and Wyatt.After they pass by LSP, there's a tree with a television in its hole, windows, and a target with arrows in it on the adjacent tree. Is this perhaps the home of Stevie the Squirrel, #1 fan of Jake?Before they reach the ziggurat, we see the hills with furniture in the distance, where Finn and Fern played Rock, Paper, Scissors in Three Buckets.I wonder why Gumbald dug those two holes. Oh, wait! Now I remember! There were two, huge, dormant bombs lodged into the ground. And now they're gone. Oh dear.I have to say, this episode was great in feeling irrelevant and fun until they showed the ziggurat. I recognized the hills with furniture immediately though, and was filled with sudden dread. It was a great turn on its head for what would otherwise be another innocent BMO episode.When we first see the ziggurat, it has a staircase leading up to it and the surrounding cliffs were untouched. Now that is removed, there's passageways and divets scattered about the the mountains and it's covered in scaffolding and walkways. Gumbald's been busy the past month, and to me this emphasizes how he is all about utilizing the environment to advance his goals and resources, uncaring for the damage he's doing to them, or in this case, an ancient landmark. Finn may be an adventurer who raids these places, but he doesn't damage landmarks in such a way.The sentinel is Cousin Chiklay, I think. His body structure is the similar to this thing, and I think he's wearing that suit to hide his identity.The way he let's them in, vanishes, and then Gumbald comes in with an ax, I feel like the impression we're supposed to get, is they kill anyone who comes across their lair. They don't want anyone knowing they exist. Of course Gumbald let's BMO go, but he's obviously gone off the deep end. He could have easily killed this visitor and taken the teeth for himself, but, well, he's clearly mad.Some cool little tidbits of environmental storytelling in this place. At the front door, we see behind BMO a potted plant that's just beginning to go, with a trowel on the ground. At Gumbald's desk, there's a dead flower laying right there - and it was actually "alive," like it had a mouth and shit. So, someone, probably the aunt, is trying to keep the place alive in some way, keeping it look nice, while Gumbald is completely consumed in his work. Kind of like Bonnibel, eh? Except a much darker parallel that isn't for the good of people.Gumbald has unsettling tastes in decor. He has this garish furniture symbolizing a ram, or an ibex, and a dismembered statue of a man and woman. I don't want to get super analytical about that statue, it could very well be just a piece of decor, but given his goals it feels like this echoes his plans to rip his enemies apart: Finn and Bonnie.Rams symbolize leadership, determination, and action. All of these relate to Gumbald pretty well. They are also a symbol of Satan - also pretty accurate.I like how it's Ice King who worries for how Finn will feel about losing his teeth, but BMO only cares about his game.The teeth were obviously very important mementos for Finn, and BMO sold them without much care. This calls back to that subconscious fear BMO had in his nightmare from Orb - how, he sees himself as AMO, selfish and hurting Finn and Jake, but they still like him. This isn't the first time BMO's caused trouble for the boys because of his games; I don't think we'll get this addressed, but it could be building up to finally confronting this issue. Because now we have something that can't be fixed.I like how Jake thinks for a moment, acting as the mediator to keep everyone calm and think of a rational way of solving this. Cloudy really changed my perception of Jake after I first watched it - really showed that his "cool older brother" persona, while genuine, is just a covering for an individual who's wise and perceptive, even more so than Finn sometimes.Why does it suddenly get dark in the Tree Fort when the Baby Tooth Finns attack? That's so odd haha.Speaking of odd, what the blood is this? I loved how absolutely absurd the climax of this episode was - it felt like a spiritual callback to the early show, and how Bubblegum would make zany scenarios out of a miscalculation.So, judging from these things, they're supposed to kill Finn and replace him: they bite everything (like toothing babies) and one tried climbing inside his mouth. Gumbald intended for them to be grown, had they not come from baby teeth.I think he tried cloning Finn, but because he only had toothy material to work with, that's what they came out as: pure calcium."These baby-smashing hammers are great!"So, something cool about Gumbald's outfit is he looks very lordly. He didn't wear this when he died, so it looks like this outfit is what he made and plans to wear when/if he usurps Bonnie.To close off here, let's talk about the title. "Always Be Closing" is a term used in, what else, the world of a salespeople. It's a strategy in which a salesperson is looking for new prospects, ways to achieve these prospects, and complete a sale - while at the same time being aware when they've lost, and when to cut their losses and move on to the next venture.Now, it's easy to just say, "Oh they chose that because BMO is a salesman here and the title made a pun," but I feel like making BMO's newest "prospect" a salesman was a deliberate choice. Take BMO's entire deal, replace the word "salesman" with him in my explanation of the phrase "Always Be Closing," and you'll see that all of BMO's ventures akin to a salesman's are his imagination games. He's always moving on to the next after each successful "sale," but now, here, he really donked up. Although they were able to handle the attack just fine, BMO still ended up selling something that had a lot of sentimental value. We've yet to see whether Bonnie finding out about Gumbald through this incident will yield good fortune or not. For all we know, Gumbald could have given this monogram'd cup to BMO on purpose, perhaps to lure Finn and Princess to him and into a trap. We won't know until the next set of episodes!Hope you enjoyed my breakdown of this episode - it's a fun one. Nothing very special about it, it's the weakest of the four to me but that doesn't mean it's bad.I'm not sure if I will be able to do Son of Rap Bear tomorrow, but definitely Thursday if you don't see it then. I've been busy enough today as it is - I finished this across three separate sessions. We'll see.Have a nice day/evening!