#wins: this Asian woman is alive and doing stuff

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Helena fans I was genuinely trying to get on your game and like that woman but now they have presented me with another woman who has been beat down and abused and tortured into a submissive complacent tool of Lumon who is now trying to desperately claw her way out and this one is Asian so I am going to love her automatically on top of that sorry

[aboutcaseyaffleck]

BOSTON BY CASEY AFFLECK

October 25, 2020 For the record, what follows is nostalgia, false memories, and generalizations. But it’s all true. I grew up in Cambridge, Massachusetts, across the Charles River from Boston proper. Cambridge was one of the most diverse, multicultural cities in America. It was a beautiful, colorful, vibrant place. People from all over the world lived there, all mixed-up together. It is the place I was born and will return to, God willing. It is the city with the smells and sounds and tastes and people I love the most. Despite how much I loved it, when I look at old photos, I often look like this:

I’m in the front in the blue shirt. My best friend was Michael, the tall kid in the red shirt, whose family came from Barbados. Through the middle school years, anytime we weren’t in school we were roaming the streets like Dickensian urchins.

In the ‘90s, Cambridge got rid of rent control. Families who had lived there for four or five generations were squeezed out. Now the city is gentrified; but when I was growing up there, it was scrappy and beautiful. It was mostly working people, except for West Cambridge—where wealthy families lived, where professors lived. Where Cornel West, Yo-Yo Ma, and the Governor lived. East Cambridge was working-class Portuguese families, butcher shops, funeral parlors, and tow yards. Cambridgeport, where I lived, was mostly poor, Italian, Black, Greek, and Irish families. North Cambridge had some big housing projects and the school where my mom taught fifth grade—in a gigantic cement structure called The Tobin School that felt like it was far away because I would have to take a train AND a bus to get there. In reality, it’s like three miles from where we lived.

This is me hanging out in her classroom:

As people and places evolve, the past always reveals blemishes unseen at the time. However, Massachusetts manages, as time unfolds, to be a place that was so often on the right side. Not always, but often enough that I am proud to be from Cambridge, Massachusetts, no matter what.

From Massachusetts came the first national publication denouncing slavery, America’s “first feminist”, and The Cambridge Woman’s Suffrage League, which formed in 1886. My high school had the first girl to play tackle football in that division. Cambridge voted-in the first openly gay African-American mayor in our country. Right now our mayor is a very popular and forward-thinking Muslim woman who immigrated from Pakistan named Sumbul Siddiqui. We have marvels of architecture, science, and tech. It was in Cambridge that the very first email was ever sent (and received). And every year the Red Sox stand up to the wealthier bullies from the Bronx. These are all things we are immensely proud of, but nobody is resting on these laurels.

I am going to tell you about the places I remember fondly, whether they are still there or not.

Luckily, the city’s history isn’t going anywhere, and it hasn’t lost all of its charms. It is a place best seen by walking. So just walk. It’s also seasonal. Different activities for different seasons. But if you can hoof it for a few miles do this: start at the Old North Church and go by Paul Revere House, through Faneuil Hall, by The Old State House through Boston Common, through the Back Bay, go left and pass through Roxbury, another left, and go through South Boston till you hit the water and go left till you hit the Children’s Museum. Sit down and relax. If you just want a path, walk that. Map it or wander around. The city is full of little back streets with lots of character.

MY BOSTON FAVORITES

When looking for things to do and see in the area, you can ask ten people and get ten different answers. You will get a long list of historical buildings, or you will get names of some of the country’s prettiest parks, or you will get pointed toward the campuses of some of the very best schools in the world. But for every Bunker Hill, there are ten other places you haven’t heard of. So I am going to tell you about the places I remember fondly, whether they are still there or not. The thing about Boston is you can miss all the best stuff, and you will still leave thinking it is one of the best cities on Earth. Have fun. 

Pinocchio Pizza, Harvard Square. I asked my son to describe it. He says, “the food is good but the vibe is fire, old school; whatever, just get a slice and sit on the ground. That’s why I like it.”  I have no idea why he wants to sit on the ground, but I guess that’s part of the charm of the place. We’re both vegan so we both scrape the cheese off and eat bread and sauce. That should tell you something.

Oleana Restaurant on Hampshire Street in Cambridge. Chef Ana Sortun is a baller. The food is Turkish inspired, and it is delicious. Always. Friendly people, pretty inside, and it is in a nice residential neighborhood. My dad lived in an apartment a few blocks away behind a Store 24 until he was evicted back in 1989.

Maharaja, Harvard Square. Incredible Indian food. And it has one of the only third-story views of Harvard Square.

Veggie Galaxy is great diner food. It is vegan. It has breakfast, lunch, dinner, milkshakes and other deserts. All day and all night food that is filling and really good.

Life Alive Organic will serve you the healthiest and heartiest meal you can find anywhere. It’s across the street from City Hall, the post office, and the oldest YMCA in the country.

Cantab Lounge, where my dad was a bartender, and then a janitor when he was too drunk to be a bartender. I drank six thousand ginger ales, sitting in the corner at a sticky table while he worked. Forever it was a bar for postal workers that opened at 10 am, where alcoholics ate hard-boiled eggs from jars that had been sitting on the bar top for two weeks. A couple of days after initially writing this, I got an email from the owner. It is being sold after tens of thousands of years. I don’t know why I care because I don’t exactly have any fond memories from the place, but seeing the brick-and-mortar of your childhood torn down is a kind of mid-life, coming-of-age moment. Life is change.

Darwins Ltd coffee shop and attached mini-grocer and sandwich spot. If you get a coffee and then walk west two blocks on Mt. Auburn St. you will discover on your right a nice little park with a fountain to hang out. It is called Longfellow Park. Or you can look to your left and you will see the Charles River, and you can stroll there.

Fomu for dessert.

Zhu Pan Asian Cuisine and True Bistro for good vegan food.

Newbury Comics is famous and cool. 

Million Year Picnic is for comic connoisseurs. They are both great. And they were both plagued by roving bands of middle school thieves in my day. The most notorious was named Mathew Maher. He is now a well-known theater actor on Broadway and appeared in the comic book movie Captain Marvel. But back then he stole shit.

Harvard Coop is the best place to browse for books. Especially the kids section. We spend hours there and nobody kicks us out.

After the game ended everyone would come out and buy sausages [from me] on their way home, then I would clean up and go into a bar outside the park, where my boss was drinking and I’d wait till he was done so I could get a ride home. I was 12 years old. A couple of years ago I threw out the first pitch. Life is change.

The Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum is my favorite museum in town, maybe anywhere. It was once her home and it features an indoor garden that is perfect. It also has a great collection of art from around the world.  Back on March 18, 1990, two famous paintings were stolen from the museum. As I remember it, a couple of guys showed up in the morning in police uniforms and the guard let them in. They tied the guard up and took a dozen paintings—Vermeer, Rembrandt, Degas—and vanished. The FBI never found them and never found the art. There are two plaques below two empty spaces on the walls to this day. On some days, classical musicians perform in random rooms while you walk around. You won’t want to leave.

Fenway Park. Greatest professional sports arena of any kind. I used to sell sausages in front of the Cask ‘N Flagon, a bar behind The Green Monster.

 It is the best baseball bar in the country. When everyone was in the park watching the game, and there was nobody buying food, I would go in and find a seat and watch the game with whoever I was working with; I have seen hundreds of games from every part of the park. After the game ended everyone would come out and buy sausages on their way home, then I would clean up and go into a bar outside the park, where my boss was drinking and I’d wait till he was done so I could get a ride home. I was 12 years old. A couple of years ago I threw out the first pitch. Life is change.

Plimoth Plantation is a living museum in Plymouth, which is 40 minutes from Boston. It is amazing. The actors working there are some of the best I have seen anywhere. If you are even mildly interested in history you have to go there.

Fresh Pond is where you can go running or biking. Two and a half-mile loop. 

Or you could hit The Emerald Necklace which is a great run that hits many of the best green areas, Franklin Park included. When we were young we would hop the fence and swim in the water. That isn’t done anymore ever, and everyone has grown up and leading better, more responsible lives.  

John Weeks Footbridge is a very pretty, very old, brick walking bridge that spans the Charles River. Watching the Charles Regatta from here is awesome. That is in the Fall. But it’s also great any night.  

The King School is a grade school not too far from there. It has maybe the best playground in the city. If you are there in the summer you can just walk on. When I was a kid, the King School is where a girl went who I was head over heels in love with. I finally got a shot at winning her heart in my early twenties and blew it.

Mount Auburn Cemetery is beautiful if you like that kind of thing. Lots of cool people are buried there, and the trees and stones are really nice. It’s a maze but just walk uphill. You will reach a monument with a great view of the city.

The American Repertory Theater puts on good plays. I grew up going there cause a friend of my mother’s directed many of the shows and could sneak us in the back. I wasn’t the adult making that decision; had I known better I would have scraped together the ticket price and supported the arts.

Boston Common is beautiful but you have to avoid all the shopping around it. If you have to shop go to:

NOMAD on Mass Ave in Cambridge is a store that you shouldn’t miss. In a world lost to chain stores and general homogenization of everything, Nomad is the real deal. Deb Colburn has been curating this place since I was ten. It is her store, and she has been trying to wake people up to folk art from around the world since Reagan was in office.

Bodega is a hidden high-end sneaker and casual wear store that must be entered through an unmarked door inside a bodega on a nearby side street. It’s cool how they have done it. Great presentation. Kids will like it.

KIDS ACTIVITIES

There are lots of things you can force your kids to do—things they won’t like the sound of at first, but will ultimately enjoy.

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On a rainy day, hop on the T and ride around town all day reading comics. Then stand outside in the warm rain (kids from LA don’t get this much).

Looking at murals. Cambridge has great murals everywhere. They are old and, incredibly, not vandalized. This one has been on this wall near the river since I was a kid. The child is mine and he is sick of walking around Cambridge.

If you feel like a pilgrim hit the gift shop at Plimoth Plantation.

Playing chess at Leavitt & Pierce Tobacco. You can inhale the scent of pipe tobacco without smoking it, and rent a chess set, clock, and table for $2 an hour in a beautiful old, wood-paneled shop with great ambiance.

Going to the oldest YMCA in the country.

Kayaking on the Charles River. You can get your kayak on Soldiers Field Rd. Take it east under all the bridges until you get to the inlet at Kendell Sq. It will all be clear. It will take about an hour.

Climbing the stairs at Harvard Football Stadium.

Reading books at the Harvard Coop.

NEARBY BOSTON

If you wanna go a little farther, go out to Gloucester for the day. Swim, eat, walk around, go back.

Whale watching sounds like a lame tourist trap but seeing whales up close will change the way you think about life on Earth.

You can take the ferry from Downtown Boston to Provincetown. It is a great place to visit or stay a few days while in town. Ptown is the eastern-most point on the continent. I might be making that up, but it’s close. It’s an arm that sticks out into the Atlantic. It’s really lovely there with a great vibe all around. You can’t have a bad time and everyone is super happy to be there. The beaches are all beautiful.  Sharks mostly only eat the seals and won’t come any closer to shore than two feet—but if you want to see a great white up close, we can make that happen.

Cape Cod has some great flea markets.  If you plan on spending time on vacation with your family you can find some essentials, like a medieval battle helmet, at the flea market.

SALEM, MASSACHUSETTS

30 minutes on the local train line from downtown. Made famous by the Salem witch trials; a fun place to visit and walk around for about 128 minutes. Newburyport and Rockport lines, which depart from Boston’s North Station, stop at the Salem station. You can go into the homes of people who lived during the witch hunt.

The House of the Seven Gables, made famous by American author Nathaniel Hawthorne‘s novel The House of the Seven Gables, is a 1668 colonial mansion in Salem, Massachusetts named for its gables. The house is now a non-profit museum, with an admission fee charged for tours, as well as an active settlement house with programs for children. It was built for Captain John Turner and stayed with the family for three generations.

The Jonathan Corwin House in Salem, Massachusetts, known as The Witch House, was the home of Judge Jonathan Corwin. It is the only structure still standing in Salem with direct ties to the Salem witch trials of 1692, thought to be built between 1620 and 1642. Corwin bought it in 1675 when he was 35, and he lived there for more than 40 years. The house remained in the Corwin family until the mid-19th century and is located in the McIntire Historic District. 

A MECCA FOR ARTISTS

Lastly, for centuries, Cambridge has been a mecca for artists, especially writers. Here are some spots to see if you like that kind of thing:

The corner of JFK Street and 1390 Massachusetts Avenue. This is a good spot. Here is why: America’s FIRST PUBLISHED POET was a woman named Anne Bradstreet who died in 1672 and lived on this spot! It went through lots of changes, and 300 years later, by the time I was walking around, it became a great burger place called THE TASTY. In 1996 or whatever, The Tasty appears in the movie Good Will Hunting in the scene when Matt Damon kisses Minnie Driver. It might have also appeared in the film Love Story back in the 70s. I mix them up. Now it is a CVS.  God help us.  

The Longfellow House. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow lived at 105 Brattle Street. The great poet taught at Harvard and lived in the Georgian mansion from 1837 until his death in 1882. Before the author, George Washington used the house as his headquarters during the Siege of Boston. The house is open to the public, and it is where I had my eighth-grade graduation ceremony. The mayor attended and forgot the name of our school in his address to the kids. I heard people mutter that he was drunk. I can’t blame him. I had my first drinks hours before that ceremony.

71 Cherry Street, Cambridge. The woman considered to be American’s FIRST feminist, Margaret Fuller, was born and lived here.

Henry and Alice James lived at 20 Quincy Street. The house was knocked down in 1930 and the Harvard Faculty Club was erected there.

W.E.B. DuBois lived at 20 Flagg Street. The writer and pioneer of civil rights rented a room in this Cambridgeport home from 1890 to 1893. This is blocks from my childhood home. He was the first African American to receive a degree from Harvard.

Robert Frost lived at 35 Brewster Street. Frost, who attended high school in Lawrence, Massachusetts, lived in the West Cambridge home from 1943 to 1963.

T.S. Eliot lived at 16 Ash Street.

E.E. Cummings lived at 104 Irving Street. He was an innovator. He also wrote a poem about “Cambridge Women”. He lived at the Irving Street home from 1892 until about 1917.

Also you can find homes of the genius Nabokov and the great and beloved Julia Childs if you look around.

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Two brains are better than one | Morgan & Alain

Morgan insisted on going to the butcher herself sometimes. The stores of brains at home were plentiful enough, Morgan couldn’t remember a time when there hadn’t been a few specimens in the shed out back. But since accidentally having a taste of what, as Deirdre gently reminded her, she was meant to feast on, she found herself speeding up the time between meals, hoping that if she stuffed herself with enough squirrels and deer and racoons she might forget that people taste like a three course dinner meal at midnight. That angst didn’t even take into account that she was trying to space out her feedings a little more so she wouldn’t be caught with puny, mortal strength with a hunter again. The whole situation was a mess. But, as a reasonable, grown-ass zombie girl who was definitely not resenting the blandness of squirrel brain, she could go to the butcher and top herself off easy. She rocked on her feet in line, her number pinched between her fingers as she waited.

Sometimes she liked to wonder how many of the customers were like her. A woman had just left with a hefty tub of pig’s blood. And the man at the counter now was asking for brains too. Morgan watched him take his number and mosey to where she waited, comfortable as anything, if not a little tired in his bones. Had he been dead for long? Was it a new death weight, or something much older? Morgan smiled at him. “Don’t see  a lot of people asking for brains around these parts,” she said. “You cook like that a lot?”

Alain did not use to have a thing for cooking offals, but as years passed and he became more sensitized to the consequences of the meat industry, but could not bring himself to give up on eating meat, he had decided that he would start using parts who were usually doomed to end up to the trash, and to turn them into savoury dishes. Veal liver was one of his favorites, but sheep brain was a close second, and exactly why he had pushed the butcher’s door today. Fidgeting idly with his fingers, he waited for his turn, not paying too much attention to his surroundings but rather thinking of who had died instead of him. He had managed to convince himself that it was just an elder who was passing by the shop as Regan screamed, but not knowing for sure was far from pleasant.

He picked up the number given to him and moved to the side to wait. He eyed at the woman smiling at him and refrained a frown. Instead he raised an eyebrow, and scoffed in surprise as she started to talk about his order. Well, it was nice to see that he was not the only one who had taken in interest for pieces that most people would have deemed disgusting. “Oh. Ahem,” he cleared his throat. Well if this did not make it obvious that he was not  good at small talk, what would ? “I do, actually, what about you? I’m planning to make Pad thai with it,” he explained, uncrossing his arms and relaxing a bit in his stance. Talking about cooking was a nice way to start a conversation with him for sure.

Morgan was warmed by the man’s awkwardness more than anything else. Maybe if they had a secret sense, like the fae did, it might all be easier. Here there was no instant safety and, heck, for all she knew, there were hunters trolling the parking lot or working in the shop. It was only paranoia if she was wrong, right? She let out a breath, remembering that this was not the time to let her body return to its natural resting state of death, and smiled again. “Pad Thai?” She asked. “That sounds way more appetizing than the casserole I have planned. I’m uh, still kinda new to cooking this way. But you—“ she couldn’t get a sense of him beyond that he mostly wanted to go home, and who could blame him? “You sound almost like a pro at this, yeah?”

“Southern Asian cooking is really interesting,” Alain replied as she mentioned that she had planned to make a casserole with her purchase. It was not a bad idea, but she would get tired of it, eventually. “I’ve done quite a few casserole with those,” you could tell from his tone that he was not exactly thrilled about these anymore. “I would not say I’m a pro, although I did place second in the pie contest,” he scratched at his cheek and shrugged. He had not expected a win, considering his pie was possibly the most simple in the contest but he’d been glad to see that taste mattered more than aspect to the judges. “Anyway, I feel like cooking is about being able to turn something no one likes, into something great that people will want to eat no matter the ingredients.” Calf sweetbread was another one of his favourites, and it made him wonder if brains could be nice in a vol-au-vent. “I think you should try making Vol-au-vent with those. That might work  well,” he assured her, a bit too enthusiastic perhaps, than one should be about brains.

So brain casserole wasn’t a thrilling time for other zombies too, not just her. Morgan smirked at his knowing tone. It was kind of a shame. Nothing was more of a staple from her childhood suburbias like a baked casserole. She should have made more when she was alive. Now that brains were the only worthwhile food, all she could see them as were wasted tubs of mush. “Wait, you won the pie contest?” She asked, a little heartened that at least it was someone who had a hard time tasting. “With what? Don’t tell me a brain pie. Did you at least get a fun prize?” She wasn’t sure how she felt about his philosophy. She liked working with things she knew people would like, especially when she could taste so little of it herself. If she managed to taste anything that wasn’t brains or ‘why yes, my tastebuds can still catch fire,’ it was the kind of ghostly whiff of flavor she was used to getting at the bottom of a seltzer can, which was, more or less, nothing. “Okay, prize winner guy,” she said. “Tell me what a--” she hesitated, certain she was going to butcher the syllables, they were already turning fuzzy in her head. “Vole-a-vent? Is? And I’ll give it a try. Soon, even, with this order.”

“I’m pretty sure a brain pie would have earned me a place in the flop 3,” his shoulders jolted up as he held back his laughter. If Alain could avoid having the whole butcher shop look at him, he would avoid it. “I made a tatin pie. Apples, sugar and butter. I used to have that all the time when I was a kid,” he scratched at the stubble on his cheek and shook his head at her next question. Nope, a karkinoid was not really the kind of prize he wanted to win in a contest, but the certificate was nice. “A goddamn lobster. Not a big fan of seafood, unfortunately,” he gave her a shrug and let his eyes wander toward someone who was picking up bones for his dogs. Heh, now he remembered what he had forgotten to ask the butcher for. “Mmh?” He held up his finger and repeated slowly “Vole o vent. It means flies in the wind, in French. It sounds fancier than it is. It’s puffed pastry and a creamy sauce with sweetbread. I think you can replace this with brains and perhaps, to really enhance the taste of brains, you could mix some directly into the sauce,” his brows furrowed. This should work. It probably would make one hell of a recipe for people like them who enjoyed those parts the rest of people sulked at.

Morgan took out her phone and started taking notes on her phone. It sounded decadent. The texture of the pastry would at least shake things up, and a sauce--she couldn’t remember the last time she’d had anything for herself that came with a sauce. As she took it all down, she felt an odd twist of guilt, it was a lot of trouble for something she had to eat by herself. Maybe she could share it with Remmy if they would ever talk to her again, but that was a fat chance. She smiled kindly at the French zombie all the same. “It sounds like you’ve really got your stuff together,” she said. “Um, can I---” She hesitated and searched the shop. No one around screamed hunter, at least. “I just kinda wonder, don’t you ever find it hard? Getting up every day with your real life behind you, trying to figure out how to put all the days in front of you into some kind of sense. Even if it’s longer than what you had before it’s not the same. And you can’t really explain it to most people, because they’ll never understand what it’s like to be like you in the first place. Uuh...it’s okay, if this is too forward. We don’t actually know each other and---” She checked the order counter. One second, three seconds, five-- “Yep! That’s my number, so, we can be good, really.”

“Wow, this got quite existencial really fast,” scoffing to himself, he brushed his laughter hand with a motion of the hand, making it clear that he was not making fun of her at all, but rather surprised by this turn of event. “But to answer to your question, I make do. Besides, you never know what tomorrow might be made of,” he shrugged. Part of what she said made him raise his eyebrows. Could it be possible… that she heard about the banshee scream? It was true that he had more time left than a week ago… technically. “How did you…” he shook his head. Nevermind how she knew. “You’ll send me pictures of your vol-au-vent ? If you need tips, I can send you a copy of my recipe notebook,” he offered. She went to pick up her order and he nodded politely at her. Alain, who had never been one for small talk, had started chatting more easily with others recently. Maybe being happier had helped him open up to people. Either way, it was nice and he couldn’t recall the last time he felt as if things were nice. “It was lovely talking to you.”

“Sorry, just been thinking too much to myself probably,” Morgan said lightly. She hadn’t realized that he didn’t put together the connection between them and it was far too awkward, too public to say, oh, I’m a month and change on the other side of death, how about you? But she gave him a warm look and hefted her brain supply for good measure before tucking it into her woven grocery bag. “Oh, you know, lucky guess,“ she said. “I can be too forward sometimes, I know. But we can chit chat on main, like normal people, if you want. Even without the existential angst! I’m Morgan. And you are—?”

“Who doesn’t,” Alain brushed it off, and glanced away from her, looking up at the order counter. It would not be long for him either, now. The piece of paper with the number on was now all crumpled from him fidgeting with it. He took his eyes back to her and watched her pack her purchases. “No harm done. I tend to be the exact opposite of that, so that’s a nice balance,” he almost smiled. Still there was kindness in his eyes as he nodded in agreement. “Let’s. Be normal people with the right amount of existential angst only,” his lips pursed before he replied. “I’m Alain.”

[medleymisty]

Kdrama Streaming Recs For Social Distancing Time

I played Sims hardcore for a while and I got bored of it a few weeks ago and now my obsession wheel has turned to kdramas, so if you play too much Sims while social distancing and you also get bored and you need something else to do and watching Korean TV sounds like a good plan, here are some recommendations! :)

Oh, these are all hetero relationships. I have a post on my personal with links to LGBT Asian shows. Okay, copied and pasted it to the end of this post.

I’ll start with the ones on Netflix that I’ve seen.

Netflix

Second 20s One of the very first ones we watched, and still one of my favorites. Possibly because the main characters are the same age as the spousal person and I. :)

It’s about a woman who had a one night stand when she was a teenager, got pregnant, and ended up marrying the father. He emotionally abused her and he was just generally awful to her. Twenty years later he wants a divorce because he’s got a woman on the side, but after being abused and isolated for 20 years she’s scared to be on her own without him. Then she’s diagnosed with a terminal disease and she thinks she only has months to live. She decides to go back to college along with her son, and they end up at the college where the man who had a crush on her in high school is now a professor.

I love it because the main characters are in their late 30s, and I identified a lot with the main female character as she finally starts to grow and recover from the abuse and build a life for herself.

Crash Landing On You - you may have heard of this one, but if you haven’t, it’s about a South Korean CEO who gets whisked away to North Korea by a Wizard of Oz tornado while she’s testing out her company’s new paragliding gear, and there she meets a captain in the North Korean army and his squad of soldiers and the women of the village the captain is currently living in.

It’s very dramatic and full of crying about saying goodbye, and there’s more violence and explosions and threats and high stakes than in most romantic kdramas. The supporting cast is full of awesome and win, and there was a North Korean defector on the writing team and they also brought in other North Korean defectors to consult. It’s not entirely realistic and it doesn’t represent every population in North Korea, but North Koreans did have input into their representation and I’ve seen a few YouTube videos and articles with defectors who say it’s the closest South Korean media has gotten so far to being accurate about North Korea.

Hi Bye Mama - This one is currently airing, and just reached the midpoint of the show. It’s about a woman who is hit by a Car of Doom with less than a week to go in her pregnancy. The baby is saved, but she dies and becomes a ghost. Four to five years later, she comes back to life. She has 49 days to be judged. She thinks that if she can return to her place within that time, she’ll get to remain alive. Otherwise she has to go on to the afterlife.

It has enormous amounts of crying and it is basically one long picture of hardcore grief, but it does have its amusing moments. Also it’s not predictable. I still don’t know how it’s going to end. Plus the former ghost woman gets along well with her husband’s new wife and tries to be friends with her and cares about her, if that means anything to you. No bitter jealousy here.

Okay, now for the ones on Viki! :) Which is mostly free, but you can get a subscription to get rid of the ads and have access to new stuff sooner.

Viki

Strong Woman Do Bong-Soon - I HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend this one! :) It’s about a woman born into a family of women with superpowers.  She gets a job as a bodyguard for a ridiculously adorable gaming CEO, and of course he is very attracted to her strength. :) She’s the first person he really opens up to after a traumatic childhood.

The Big Bad is an extremely creepy dude who kidnaps and assaults women, and scenes with him can get pretty intense. Also Bong-Soon’s mother abuses her father, and that could be triggering. If you can handle those things though, it’s worth it for the humor, the extreme adorable sweetness, and of course the tiny and cute woman who could definitely kick your ass into space.

Oh My Ghostess - a shy woman who can see ghosts dreams about being a chef. She has a job at a restaurant owned by a famous chef, and she has a bit of a crush on him. Her constant fawning and apologizing to her coworkers reminds him of his fawning when he was bullied when he was younger, and he has a bit of a soft spot for her. He loves her food blog, although he doesn’t know it’s hers. But still, he doesn’t seem to really notice her that much, and she’s too scared to approach him.

Until a virgin ghost who thinks that she needs to have sex in order to resolve her grudge and pass on to the afterlife possesses her. :)

The main character here is played by the same woman who plays Bong-Soon, and wow, the differences between the characters. If you watch these back to back you can see that Park Bo-young is an excellent actress.

If you liked the ghost angle there, here’s another one with ghosties!

Master’s Sun - A woman who can see ghosts meets a CEO one stormy night. She finds that when she touches him, the ghosts disappear.

I like horror so I liked the scary ghosties here, although as the show goes on the ghosts get less scary as the main character learns better ways to deal with them now that she has an escape when she really needs one.

It’s really sweet and I liked it a lot, but the last few episodes suffer a bit from the Noble Idiot trope and I got frustrated with the main female character and her inability to see and trust that her partner really does accept and love her as she is. Overall though, still very fun and good. :) There is an episode with child ghosts that deals with child abuse, so that might be triggering.

And last but definitely not least:

Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-joo - A delightful and sweet show about a woman who is training to compete in Olympic weightlifting, and her first experience with dating. Much lower stakes than Crash Landing if you need a comedown after that one, lol.

There’s a lot of talk about body image and eating in this one, and it tries for a message of healthy body image and self-acceptance. Also the male lead character is dealing with trauma and abandonment, and I like how it deals with his issues. He goes to a therapist and he recommends the therapist to his ex-girlfriend, a rhythmic gymnast whose coach definitely should be fired for encouraging eating disorders. Also Bok-joo’s friends are lovely. :)

LGBT links and recs

Oh Boy! Love - a list of dramas with gay couples on Viki.

Thai BL dramas - A list of Thai dramas with gay couples.

LGBT Recommendations - a forum thread with plenty of recommendations of Asian film/TV content with LGBT themes.

So there you go, for now. Plenty to get you through these next few weeks. :)

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The Walking Blind: Chapter 5

*************Monet's POV********** I could hear people yelling, it was frantic outside, it wasn't so close so I knew it wasn't the cells. I could still hear Daryl's voice talking to Rick, eavesdropping was like second nature now, needing to know everything going on around me. I sat up a little in the bed, moving my legs over the ledge. Bear whined as I stood up, immediately grabbing onto the cell door for stability. I squeezed my eyes shut, the dizziness was bearable but still, the room spun around me.

I was determined to see what the commotion was about. I walked further, out of the cell, Bear walking close to my side, nudging me every once in a while. My breath was labored and I was so tired.

"Carl?" I asked, hoping he was close.

"Right here," He said quietly, tapping his foot, I turned to my left.

"What's going on?"

"Some women showed up, with the stuff Glenn and Maggie were supposed to be getting." He told me, grabbing my hand and leading me closer to the voices.

"We can tend to that wound for you, give you a little food and water and then send you on your way. But you're gonna have to tell us how you found us and why you were carrying formula." Ricks's voice was dominant and strong. Even without being able to see him, his voice alone could shake anyone to their core.

"The supplies were dropped by a young Asian guy with a pretty girl." The women's voice was quiet but she was holding her own.

"What happened?"

"Were they attacked?" I heard Hershal's voice now, he was fearing the worst.

My stomach dropped and I held onto Carl's shoulder. I was also fearing the worst, that my stupidity had cost them their life. That my need for medicine and other unnecessary things had gotten them eaten alive. I let silent tears fall from my eyes as I continued to listen.

"They were taken." She answered. I furrowed my brows, taken?

"Taken? By who?" Rick asked her.

"By the same son of a bitch who shot me." She was cut off in the end by Rick, his footsteps advancing a bit.

"Hey, these are our people. You tell us what happened now!" He growled. I tensed as I heard the woman groan in pain before moving.

"Don't you ever touch me again!" She hissed, and suddenly I was back in a world filled with Carter. I didn't want to believe Rick was hurting her but the evidence was clear, and this time I could reason with why he was doing it, we were missing out people.

"You'd better start talking. You're gonna have a much bigger problem than a gunshot wound." I heard Daryl tell her. I closed my eyes. Hoping the women would just give up the information so we could let her go. Alive.

"Find 'em yourself." She told them, and suddenly god was laughing in my face, telling me my hopes were useless in this world.

"Hey, sh sh sh" His footsteps were loud as he walked around, trying to get her back on track.  "You came here for a reason," "There's a town, wood bury, about seventy-five survivors, I think they were taken there." "A whole town?" Rick questioned her.

"It's run by this guy who calls himself the Governor. Pretty boy, charming, Jim Jones type." She sneered. By the sounds of it, this meant trouble. A whole town, kidnapping our two people, I'm not sure if we can win this one but I know that Rick wouldn't let this stop them from trying, especially Hershal, Maggie was his daughter for crying out loud.

"He got muscle?" Daryl asked. My heart jumped a little every time I heard his voice. I don't know if it's the fact that he saved me not only once but now twice that was making me act this way but I didn't want it to stop either way.

"Paramilitary wannabes. They have armed entries on every wall." "You know a way in?" Rick asked. "The place is secure from walers, but we could slip our way through." The mystery woman replied. "How'd you know how to get here?" Rick sniffed. "They mentioned a prison, said which direction it was in, this it was a straight shot."  She told him a matter of factly.

"This is Hershal, the father of the girl who was taken," Rick told her. I learned a little on Carl, my head getting lighter, I kept shifting my weight from side to side, trying to keep my breath quiet as we lurked. "He'll take care of that."

"Come on they're coming out now," Carl told me, helping me wobble back to some tables. We sat down just in time for the footsteps to be in the same room as us now.

"What're you doin out of bed, you need to rest," Daryl asked, touching my back. I flinched for a second, relaxing into his touch, thinking of a lie quick.

"I wanted to make friends?" It was more of a question than an answer but he still huffed, obviously not believing me.  "Can I have some water please, I'm really thirsty," I told Daryl, hoping I could ask Carl about what he saw. Daryl just hummed, walking away, I turned back to Carl.

"Alright tell me what you saw, what was she like?" I asked him lowly. "She's black, with long hair, it looks weird." "Weird how? Poofy or like ropes?" I cut him off, I needed a good description. "Ropes." "They're called dreadlocks," I told him. He hummed and kept on with his description.

"She was shot in the leg, and she has a really cool sword." He told me. I bit my lip not being able to make a good picture in my head from the lack of detail but I took what I could get before Daryl came back, touching my arm and holding the bottle out for me, which I took gratefully.

"Thank you," I told him quietly. "Go on," Daryl told Carl, who scrambled away from the table. "Hey, he's my friend." I scowled. "Be nice," I told him, he huffed, grabbing my hand and lifting me slightly.

"You need to lay down." He told me, leading Bear and me up the stairs back to our cell. "Will you stay with me?" I asked him once we reached the room. "Can't gotta help Rick out, Glenn and Maggie were taken, gotta get 'em back." He told me. I frowned now remembering why they were in that mess.

"I'm so sorry this happened," I told him, choking back the cries. From the sound of it, the people at this town aren't like the close-knit family I was brought into by Daryl.

Daryl hummed,  giving me the lightest squeeze before letting go and leaving me. After a few moments, I heard footsteps coming back.

"Daryl?" I questioned the unknown person I could sense standing in the doorway.

"It's us, Carl and Beth." The girly voice called out quietly.

"Come in." I smiled, patting the mattress I was now sitting on. The weight dipped on it a bit but it was heavier than I thought Carl would be, so I assumed it was Beth.

"Got anything for me? Who's all going?" I asked, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Well, right now my daddy's fixin that lady up," Beth told me. "But then my dad, Daryl, Oscar, and I think Axel is going too," Carl emphasized the word describing Rick. I nodded humming, picking at my fingers, worrying about Daryl. I mean how would these odds look to anyone? Four against a town?

"I gotta go, I know my daddy's probably looking for me, talk to you later, Monet," Beth said, hurriedly walking out of the cell just as Hershal called for her. I waved. "I'm gonna go too, say bye to my dad," Carl said, following Beth, I just stayed silent and sat on the bed for a few minutes.

"God this is boring, huh bubby?" I asked Bear, patting his head. I stood up, Bear instantly standing flush against my leg. I put my arms in front of me, talking small and slow steps around the cell. I walked to the door, then turned to face the inside of it.

The bunks were on the right side, then about three steps to the left there was an empty table against the wall. Walking further into the cell there was a small toilet and an equally small sink next to that, there was a mirror above the sink, very useless in my case. The walls were baren cement blocks, paint slightly chipping away in some places.

"I brought you some sheets and blankets and pillows, and a curtain for your door." I recognized Carol's voice. I turned around.

"Oh thank you, you didn't have to but I appreciate it," I told her, giving her my best smile. She helped me with the tiny fitted sheet.

"Can you tell me anything about the group, at least the more grown-up details?" I asked her as I put the blankets on the bed, putting the pillows on the end closer to the back of the cell. I sat down on the comfortable bed, waiting for her response.

"Like what?" "I don't know, how did everyone find each other, is this everyone, was there more?" I was a broken damn, flooding her with questions.

"Well, when this all started we were all stuck on a highway, there was way more than now." She paused. "Then when people started meeting one another we set up a little camp sort of thing a little way out of Atlanta, Glenn would get supplies from the city, the girls did the woman's work, Daryl and his brother hunted for us."

"Daryl has a brother?" I cut her off, scooting forward at the interesting thought.

"Mhmm," She hummed. "His name was Merle. The last time Glenn went out to the city he took Merle, and a few others and when he came back Merle was gone and Rick was there." She tells me.

"What happened?"

"Merle was being Merle. Racist and an asshole, Rick handcuffed him to the roof and they left him there, T-Dog dropped the key or something and when they came back for him he was gone, just his hand left." She told me. I nodded, eyes scrunched. She continues.

"Rick found his wife and Carl at the camp with us and his old partner. He used to be a Sherrif deputy. I had my husband, son of a bitch, and my daughter Sophie. We had a lot of other people, but one night, walkers came and got so many of them, nearly half." I nodded.

"They got my husband, other families, they got Andrea's sister. So we moved out of there, got to the CDC, it was ok at first. Big dinner, lots of drinking, then the guy there told us there was no cure, there was no hope. He tried to blow us up and almost succeeded. We lost more there.  Then we were back on the highway and while we were looking for supplies there was just this huge hoard of them, probably a hundred or so, and my baby got scared, and some walkers chased her into the woods." Carol paused, taking a deep breath, taking a moment to reminisce in her loss, to remember her sweet baby like how she used to be.

"We separated and looked for days, and then one day this lady on a horse came running to us screaming for Laurie, Carl's mother, saying he's been shot, she tells us to meet them at a farm and we do. That's where we met Hershal and his family. We stayed there for a while but then there were just some problems and we lost even more people and another hoard shows up and drove us out." She sighed.

"We were jumping from house to house, anywhere we could hide for a bit until we found this place, cleared it out and made it ours. Lost some people doing that too." I decided not to question her about her daughter, I already assumed her untimely demise. I nodded, feeling for her hand.

"I can't imagine your losses, and I can only hope your journey in this world become lighter," I told her, squeezing her hand.

"Thank you, sweetheart, it's our journey now. I don't think you're leaving us anytime soon, you're part of the family now." She laughed, kissing m forehead. I flinched back a bit but accepter her embrace. I missed my mother, her soft hugs.

"I don't know about that, Rick doesn't seem so fond of me." I laughed warily.

"Don't worry, Daryl won't let anything happen to you." She told me. I nodded, smiling at the ground. "Plus I think Carl's got a crush on ya." She nudged my shoulder, I laughed a little.

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Burning Love - Tadashi Hamada Imagine

Original on Quotev

Your POV:

You put the final touches to your project. Finally, it’s perfect, you thought, smiling at your creation. As a student at San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, you used several studies of science to create new inventions to help people. At the annual student showcase, you made a small teleporter. It was successfully able to teleport a red apple you had into your hand. Also, it wasn’t affected in anyway, coming to you the same shape and color as before. It was even still edible.  

You made it small, since you were cautious about making it big enough to cause lots of damage. Anyway, someone clasped their hand on your shoulder, tearing you away from your observations. “Looking good, (y/n),” a familiar voice said. “Thanks Tadashi,” you said and turned to you friend. Tadashi Hamada, your best friend since kindergarten, leader of you’re so called ‘Nerd’ group, and the man you had a crush on. Let me explain first. You’ve known Tadashi since you were young and have had been best friends with him for a long time. 

When you both started in high school, you started to gain romantic feelings towards the intelligent Asian man. You love everything about him; his personality, his love for family, his selflessness, his caring demeanor, his brains, and his good looks helped a bit. As you both became young adults, and even were admitted to the same college, Tadashi show no signs he recuperated your feelings. It made you feel like he didn’t feel the same way, since he was so oblivious or ignored your small actions. Back to the present, Tadashi was next to you talking about your project. “This one is really good. I’m sure everyone’s going to love it at the showcase,” Tadashi praised you. 

“I don’t care about winning. I just want to show other’s what I can do,” you said smiling at his praises. “Besides, I don’t want to make it hard for your brother to get accepted into the Institute.” Tadashi’s younger brother, Hiro, was using the annual student showcase at the school to get into the program. Tadashi told you how he used his smarts to win bot fights, which were illegal, and getting into this college would steer him on the right path. “Don’t worry. Everyone will be blown away by Hiro’s presentation. Even you will be amazed,” Tadashi told you. 

“I don’t doubt it. Oh, I think it’s time for your brother’s presentation,” you said. Tadashi’s eyes widened and he grabbed your hand. He holding your hand caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach and your cheeks to be dusted in a faint blush. He pulled you away from your project and past several people looking at the stage. You recognized Professor Callaghan as one of the three people holding clipboards. You and Tadashi stood next to his Aunt Cass, along with your friends. Hiro stepped onto the stage; you could tell he was nervous. 

You could feel it radiating off him in waves. “Hi. My name is Hiro-” The mic made a loud, ear hurting sound. “Sorry. My name is Hiro Hamada. And I’ve been working on something I think is cool,” Hiro said nervously. He put a weird headband and pulled out something from his pocket. 

“This is a microbot.” It was a tiny and moved a little. One guy walked away awkwardly. Tadashi silently mouthed to his younger brother. Breathe, he said. Hiro looked at you and you silently said, Keep going. “It may not look like much but when it's hooked up with its other friends-” 

Suddenly, tons of little microbots traveled up to the stage, a crowd following them. As Hiro continued, you ‘oh’ed and ‘ah’ed along with the crowd. You saw Tadashi smiling proudly at his brother. Hiro started to move around the room, build things, and make shapes with his microbots. You laughed in joy at the exciting stuff, even giving Hiro a high five along with Tadashi as he passed you while hanging upside down. Hiro traveled back to the stage and finished his presentation. Everyone cheered when he was down and I saw Mr. Callaghan clapping away impressed. Sold! you thought. Tadashi and your friends ran over to Giro, as you stayed with Cass, who was shouting, “That’s my family! I love my family!”                                                        ~Later~

All your friends cheered as Hiro strode out of the exhibition hall, the acceptance letter in hand.  “All right geniuses, let’s feed those hungry brains! Back to the café, dinner is on me!” Cass exclaimed. “Yes! Nothing is better than free food!” Fred exclaimed loudly. You laughed; then remembered something. “Oh, I forgot to pack up my stuff. I’ll be right back!” you said, running back into the exhibition hall. 

You ran towards your stuff, passing people walking past you. You found your bag, along with your project. Since it was so small, you just placed it in your bag. Yet another reason why you made the teleporter small. As you walked away from where you kept your project, you walked past the stage where Hiro’s microbots where. You thought you saw a shadow in the corner of your eye. Suddenly, the fire alarms went off. People started to freak out, running towards the exit and screaming. 

As you turned around, something hit you in the back of the head, causing to fall to the ground and black out. 

Tadashi’s POV: 

Hiro and I looked over the water from the bridge and towards the SFIT building. I just recently finished my ‘I’m proud of you’ talk to Hiro. My thoughts went to (y/n). I pictured her shining (h/c) (h/c) hair, glowing (e/c) eyes, her tasty looking (lip shape) lips, and her flattering (nose shape/size) nose. I loved everything about her. I have had a massive crush on my best friend since high school, but kept it secret all this time. I have to confess to her soon, I thought. 

This secret is eating me up inside. Suddenly, the sound of fire alarms going off and screaming tore me away from my thoughts. The exhibition hall! I thought. I looked back and ran toward where the building stood, Hiro following behind me. The whole building was on fire! Smoke poured out of the windows and rose into the sky as people ran out of the building. Scared, I ran over to a woman who just ran out, catching as she stumbled. 

“Are you okay?” I asked frantically. “Yeah. I’m okay, but Professor Callaghan and a female student are still in there!” the woman said and ran off. I looked at the doors, where the fire was shown through the glass, and ran towards the entrance. “Tadashi, no!” Hiro said as he grabbed my arm. I looked at him and then back at the building. I turned to him and said, “Callaghan and (y/n) are in there. Someone has to help.” 

I turned back and ran up the stairs, into the building, my hat falling off in the process. I’ll save you (y/n), I thought. I promised to protect you and I won’t break it. 

Your POV (again): 

You groaned as you picked up your aching head. Your sense of hearing and seeing returned to you. The first thing you saw was fire and the first thing you heard were fire alarms, screaming, and the crackling of fire. You started to freak out, not being able to find a way out. “(Y/n)!” a voice yelled. “Tadashi!” you yelled. “(Y/n)! Where are you?” Tadashi shouted. 

“Over here!” You started to cough and had difficulty breathing. Tadashi ran through a hole in the fire and kneeled down next to you. “Are you alright?” Tadashi asked, fear in his eyes. You couldn’t reply, coughing repeatedly. “We have to get out of here.” Tadashi threw one of your arms around his neck and stood up. 

He walked with you, trying to get away from the fire that was slowly getting closer. You could barely walk, the hit on your head making you not able to move properly. The smoke added to that, making you dizzy from lack of air and the area was hard to see. Suddenly, a wooden beam fell in front of both of you. Tadashi shielded you as you both turned away, as embers flew everywhere. “It’s no use. There’s no way we’ll get out in time,” you said softly, your throat raw from the smoke. 

“We can’t give up! I haven’t been able to tell you I love you yet!” Tadashi shouted over the roaring flames. Your eyes widened and you smiled. “Well, then we don’t have to die knowing that I love you too,” you said. Tadashi smiled, but it changed to a frown when he looked behind you. “Oh no,” he said softly. You looked at what was behind you and your eyes widened. A tank of explosive chemicals was dangerously close to the fire. 

You then got an idea and turned to Tadashi. “Tadashi, in my backpack is my transporter. We can use it to get out of here,” you said, trying to be loud as possible for him to hear you. Tadashi smiled and pulled the teleporter out of your backpack and handed to you. “I’ll just change the measured height and weight along with different coordinates,” you explained as your fingers quickly fixed the machine. You placed it on the floor and grabbed Tadashi’s hand. “Here we go,” Tadashi mumbled before a bright light surrounded you too and blocked your vision. 

You felt yourself soaring through the airless space and then hit hard stone ground. The sound of something exploding reached your ears and shook the ground. You lay on ground for a while, trying to regain your senses back. “Tadashi! (Y/n)!” Hiro shouted nearby. You were finally able to gather your sense of hearing and sight back, shouting out, “Hiro! Over here!” 

You saw Hiro looking at the exhibition hall, which was now totally in flames, fear and sadness in his eyes. When he heard you, he turned around, tears in his eyes. He saw you and Tadashi, safe and alive, laying on the stone walkway. Hiro ran to you both, hugging his brother tightly while sobbing when he got to you both. “I thought you both died!” he cried in his brother’s chest. Tadashi hugged Hiro back and looked at you. You came over to them and created a group hug.                                                           ~Later~ 

You sat in the ambulance as you breathed through an oxygen mask. “You two are very lucky,” a paramedic told you and Tadashi. Both of you were being treated for smoke inhalation. Tadashi wasn’t as bad as you were and was trying to comfort you by rubbing circles on your back. Hiro was given a ride to Tadashi and his aunt’s house to tell her, along with their friends, what happened. You took the oxygen mask away to cough, when a firefighter came to the paramedic. “We didn’t find anyone in there, alive or dead. The fire was so hot it melted most of metal objects in there,” the firefighter said. 

“Mr. Callaghan,” you said quietly to Tadashi, before coughing again. “I know (y/n). I know,” Tadashi comforted you, holding you close. A few tears came out as you mourned over your professor and idol. You two staid in each other’s arms, saddened by Callaghan’s death until you noticed something. The officer walked way, obviously unhappy about how he couldn’t get more answers, and you turned to Tadashi. “Tadashi, I need to ask you something?” you said, your voice strained since you were just getting it back. 

“What is it (y/n)?” Tadashi responded, worried for you. “When we were stuck in there, you said something. Can you explain what you meant?” you asked, your cheeks red as you went over what he said to you in your mind. Realization slowly dawned on Tadashi, his eyes widening and a blush rising on his cheeks. “Oh, that.” He started to avoid eye contact with you by looking off to the side. “What I said was kind of in the heat of the moment, but it was the truth. I’m just unhappy that I didn’t get to say it in a better way,” Tadashi explained. 

“Then tell me again now,” you said. Tadashi looked at you shocked for a moment, then quickly turned serious. He gently took both your hands, holding them. “(Y/n), for a while now, I have liked you more than a friend. When I realized you were still in the burning building. I couldn’t stand there. Now that we’re here, safe and alive, I can tell you this; I love you more than life itself.” 

Your eyes widened and a smile made its way to your lips. You shot forward and caught a surprised Tadashi in a hug. Tadashi quickly hugged you back, burying his head in the side of your neck, as you did the same to him. “You idiot, waiting until we almost doe to tell me your feelings,” you scolded him playfully. Tadashi chuckled, pulling back and said softly, “I’m sorry, (y/n). I was so scared, so don’t blame me.” “I don’t.” 

You picked your head up and looked him in the eye. “At least I can do this now,” you said. “Do what ex-” You cut Tadashi off by capturing his lips with yours. Tadashi melted into the kiss, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you onto his lap. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you smiled into the kiss. This was your first kiss and you never thought you would feel so much love in such a sweet kiss. 

Tadashi moved his lips with yours, but you both didn’t go any further. That would happen at a later time *wink wink*. Sadly, you both pulled away after a while to breath. Tadashi touched his forehead to yours, both of you closing your eyes and basking yourselves in the romantic atmosphere. That was until someone rudely interrupted you. “Excuse me,” a voice said. You both turned to look at the person who spoke up. 

A female paramedic was smiling at you both cheekily. “Sorry to disturb you two love birds, but I need to drive the ambulance to pick up another emergency patient,” she teased. Tadashi and your cheeks flared red, you both quickly moving off of the back of the ambulance. “We should really get going. Your aunt must be worried,” you said bashfully. “Yeah. I kind of forgot about her. Let’s go then,” Tadashi said. 

He grabbed your hand and you both walked to where his moped was. He handed you a helmet and said, “You know what’s funny? Last time Aunt Cass saw you it was when you were my best friend. Now she’s seeing again but as my girlfriend.” You laughed and held onto his waist as he started his moped. “Just wait till I introduce you to my parents as my boyfriend. I can’t wait to see my father’s face,” you said. Tadashi laughed and started driving his moped down the streets of San Fransokyo. I love you, Tadashi, you thought as you snuggled into his back.

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Little Klaus (1)

In which Klaus is somehow deaged and the siblings take advantage of this. Also Ben's alive BC fuck you he ain't dead in my books.

When Klaus woke up he didn't notice anything different. He didn't feel different, look different or act different.

So why is it that when he went downstairs to line up for lunch (as usual) there were five strange adults in the living room?

This lead Klaus to where he was now, backed against the door he entered by and staring at the adults, who seemed to be staring at him.

"W-who are you people?" He said, cursing himself mentally for stuttering over the first word, "What are you doing here?"

"Is anyone else seeing a baby Klaus?" The Asian man muttered, eyes flicking disbelievingly between the other adults and Klaus's own.

Klaus stepped back again, "H-how do you know my name?! Where's my siblings!?" Panic had begun to rise in his chest, and he slowly started to open the door behind him, inch by agonizing inch.

"What are we supposed to do?" A man clad in leather asked, ignoring Klaus's questions, "He clearly has no clue what's going on!"

"Klaus," a smaller woman asked, getting down onto her knees (not that it was necessary, Klaus was sure he wasn't that much shorter than her), "we aren't here to hurt you, I promise. Can you tell me what year it is?"

Green eyes flicking from each adult with panic, he answered hesitantly, "2001, why?"

A rush of hushed whispers filled the room at his answer, but Klaus had finally opened the door to an amount he could slip out of and he wasn't planning on overstaying his welcome. The 12 year old flew out of the room, taking off his clunky shoes as he ran (they were slowing him down) and running barefooted throughout the mansion.

"Come on," he muttered, panicked tears pricking at his eyes, "the others have to be somewhere!"

Hearing the yells of the adults behind him only made him panic more, and he ran over the polished wooden floors, skidding and slipping as he went but never once staying in the same place for a second. As he was heading towards the bedrooms (he was sure if his siblings were anywhere they'd be there, heading down for breakfast) he ran straight into Five. The two collided and fell to the ground, rubbing their heads before clocking each existence. Five's brow furrowed in confusion before Klaus grabbed him and shoved him into the ex-junkies room, and he shoved a chair against the door in a pitiful attempt at a barricade. Still confused, Five spoke up.

"Klaus?"

Klaus's face crumpled, and he flung himself at the 13 year old (who to be frank didn't look much different at 12). "Five," he breathed out in a panicked voice, "I-I can't find the others! Diego and Vanya, even Luther is missing! And dad isn't anywhere to be found! All I found were five adults downstairs, and I don't know who they are. I'm so glad you're ok!" His eyes had filled with tears and he buried his face into Five's neck.

"Klaus," Five asked gently, putting his arms awkwardly around the pre-teen, "W-what year is it?"

"2001, but what does it have to do with anything?"

***le time skip before this gets super long***

"So, let me get this straight," Klaus stated, "The year is 2019, these people are obviously our siblings judging by the tattoos and what I'm assuming is Vanya's lack of one, and you are in the body of a 13 year old because you travelled forward in time to prevent the apocalypse and it did some weird doolally kinda space stuff and left you like that?"

Raising his eyebrows at the choice of words, Five simply said, "Yes."

"Huh. Ok. Then why am I twelve instead of..." He paused to count on his fingers, "30? Holy hell!" His eyes widened comically, "You guys are really really old!"

Laughing gently, Ben responded, "We don't know Klaus."

"I should assume that it's something to do with the space-time continuum being messed up," Five murmured absently to himself, "but with the timeline being as fragile as it is right now I am exceedingly reluctant to mess about with it some more."

"Wait," Klaus cried, "Are you saying that I'm gonna be stuck as the youngest sibling now??!!"

"Oh, this is priceless!" Diego crowed, a large grin on his face, "Who'd have thought large beansprout Klaus would end up being the baby?"

"Oi!" The pre-teen shouted, pouting, "I'm not a baby at all!"

"You sure look like one," the leather clad man teased, and Allison huffed out a laugh, thwacking him on the head.

"Behave, you idiot," she admonished, "it's gotta be scary being stuck in that situation. It could just as easily be you."

"So," Five started, "if Klaus is going to be stuck like this for the moment, unless it doesn't wear off in which case it's permanent, I think we should try and let him get to know us and start to live a normal life."

"TRUTH OR DARE!" Klaus screamed in excitement, already running to the living room to plop himself on a couch, "SCHNELL SCHNELL!"

***another time skip Yeet***

Eventually everyone was sat in the living room (Five and Luther may have needed a little bit of coaching to get them there) and Klaus grinned widely in glee.

"Youngest to oldest, so me then Five, then in numerical order we can go Vanya, Ben, Allison, Diego and Luther!" He crowed in excitement, before turning to Five (who was quietly drinking his coffee).

"Five, truth or dare?"

Thinking for a moment, Five responded, "Dare."

"I dare you..." Klaus pondered, before pouting cutely, "I can't think of anything."

Ben leaned over and whispered into his ear, and Klaus perked up significantly, "I dare you to sit in Allison's lap for the rest of the game!"

Unable to stay mad at the seance's adorable excitement, Five grumbled good-naturedly as Allison pulled him into her lap. Five quickly turned to Ben, eager to get the attention off himself.

"Ben, truth or dare?"

"I'm gonna be boring and go with truth."

"You never know what music's on the radio now, so I have to ask, what is it that you're always listening to in your headphones?"

Laughing shyly, Ben answered, "It's... It's Kpop. Korean pop. I don't know how I got into it, I think big you introduced me to it Klaus," he laughed, getting the youngest's attention.

"Really, who's my favourite groups?"

"Well, you thirst over Jungkook from BTS," Ben teased, watching Klaus turn crimson, "but your favourite groups at the moment are BLACKPINK and Hellovenus."

"Can you show me them after we're done?"

"Sure." Ben turned to Vanya, "I think Five just wanted to ask me that question and forgot the order haha, so Vanya truth or dare?"

"Hmm... Dare."

"I dare you to pick an outfit out of big Klaus's wardrobe and wear it all day!"

Laughing incredulously, Vanya made her way to Klaus's bedroom. 5 minutes later, she came down in a pair of tight leather shorts, mesh top with a loose crop top (with the word GAY in pink on black) over the top of it, and a bright pink feather boa. "Look at this madness!" She laughed in delight, shimmying over to Klaus who was giggling non-stop. She took the feather boa off and hooked it around his skinny torso, and Klaus burst into belly laughter as she shimmied it closer towards her.

"Vanya," he laughed, "Stop it! It tickles!!"

"Oh does it really?" She smiled, "Couldn't tell, truly!"

While trying to escape the feather boa, Klaus hadn't noticed Diego sneaking up behind him and lifting him up.

"You seriously thought we'd forget how ticklish little you was? Shame on you Klaus!" The leather clad man laughed as Klaus kicked his bare feet.

"No, please don't tickle me!" He giggled nervously as Vanya stepped towards him, wiggling her fingers menacingly.

"Sorry, what's that? I couldn't make it out between the giggles," she teased, and as Klaus opened his mouth to speak again she started tickling his armpits.

Klaus instantly began giggling, kicking his legs in the air in a weak protest against the tickling. He had always been weak and frail against his siblings, the slightly too skinny one, the one who was sensitive. His protesting was half hearted as his mouth spewed out bubbly giggles.

"Nohohoho fair! Vanyahahahaha plehehehehease!!!"

"It has been too long since we tickled him," Allison laughed, Five still on her lap. The teen was looking at the scene in front of him, a rare fond smile on his face.

"Why don't you join in?" Diego laughed, "Luther take the baby from me."

At Allison's squeal of delight, Luther grabbed the kid by the wrists, sitting the underweight preteen across his lap (image BC this is a strange thing to describe???)

He grabbed the boys skinny wrists and carefully lifted them over his head, pinning them with one large hand against the couch. Knowing he was completely exposed, Klaus just laid there, bursting out into squeaky giggles as Allison went straight for his sides.

"So cute~~" The woman cooed as Klaus helplessly kicked his little feet, struggling to pull down his arms.

"Allisohohohon!! Stahahahahap!"

"Oh no, sweetheart, we're only just beginning!" She grinned, and lifted his shirt up. Klaus began to giggle apprehensively, chanting no's under his breath.

"Oh yes," Allison grinned teasingly, "I remember squeaky toy Klaus, don't the rest of you?"

A manicured nail poked the inside of Klaus's bellybutton, and he let out a squeak. His face flushed red at the adoring coos from his siblings, but he didn't have time to retaliate because Allison lightly scribbled her fingers across his flat stomach, causing him to burst once more into giggly laughter. Eventually, when the woman was done and Luther let him go, Klaus curled up in her lap, giggling cutely as she lightly rubbed his stomach.

"That feel good, Klaus?"

A sleepy nod confirmed her statement, and Allison grinned widely.

"There's not long left, baby, wanna see the game through?"

The final three finally took their turn. Allison had chosen truth, and was told to pick the current cutest UA member (Klaus was an easy win), Luther chose dare and was dared to hang upside down on the railing reciting the entirety of Eminem's Rap God while Klaus was dared to have his bellybutton (his well-known weakest spot) tickled for five minutes non stop. However, at the end of the game, with a giggly little baby Klaus still snuggling into her lap ready to fall asleep, Allison was excited to see how long this would last.

[tofadavidson]

Hello there,

Am I the only one that as that crazy self-made canon about the core 3 serpents ?

Like all you know about Tony is that she's gay and a serpent but I imagine her having to live with her uncle after her father kicked her out.

-She loves to take care of him and loves it, even more, when he is grumpy about it because she knows that deep down he loves to have her taking care of him.

-They love to play cards, they bet with popcorn or evening TV program but when the game starts it's really intense.

"Your bluffing," he tells her with squinted eyes, trying himself to bluff and make her break.

"Am I now ?" she answers with a smirk.

-Toni, even if she's pictured as a simple 'badass serpent', often have doubts about her future and often throw some if her pictures in the bin even if she worked on them for hours prior. Only her grandfather can reasure her.

-He often calls her by her old nickname and Toni then cringe deeply remembering the backstory of this nickname.

"Stop calling me that !"

" [embarrassing nickname] " he says giggling.

"Huughh."

-Her grandfather often breaking electric stuff without meaning to and trying to play it off cool.

"Baba, why is the toaster not toasting my toast ?"

"No idea."

"Baba, why is the computer screen broken ?"

"I don't know."

"...you got a screamer in the e-mail once again ?"

"...maybe."

"Damnit sweet pea !"

-Tony often try to spook her grandfather but he always wins, he once made her believe he had a heart attack after one of her jokes and she was the one that almost got one.

Now onto Fangs...😧

He is only known to probably be bi and serpents but just imagine him having a rather large family.

-Fangs have 2 brothers and 1 sister and he would die for them. He have both of his parents and the are married, love each others ect...

-He is not joining the serpents for some dark reason, he is joining them because he wants to be like his mother who was once a serpent before retiring and take care of her family.

-Getting home with a serpent jacket and a bruised face isn't the best idea tho.

-He got to the living room with a smile but the second he heard a glass break he knew he was as good as dead.

"Oh boy." his young brother says as he is hurried to his bedroom by his father.

-The rest of his memory from this night is him, in a corner of the kitchen, trying to stay as far away from his mother who points a frying pan at him and insults him in every language she knows while his father tries to hold her from beating his little boy.

-His little sister often help him with homework, he sometimes feel ashamed for it but he quickly remembers that his sister is a genius and let her help him while he smiles at her intelligence.

-Before he is a serpent and 'feared' for is jacket he tries to defend his littlest brother against a bully, but the said bully also call his own brother who is at least twice the person fangs is.

"My son is an idiot." his mother would say as fangs try to eat with a busted lip.

"Your son is a brave men." he awnser driking his soda from a straw."

"A brave idiot indeed."

-He try to trick his parents often.

"Mom, can I have 20 bucks for the cinema ?"

"Ask your father."

"Dad, can I have 20 bucks for the cinema, mom say I could but she don't have any more cash on her."

"I never said that !" his mothers voice is heard across the house.

"How did she even hear me ?"

-He always take the blame for his siblings.

"Who stole from the cookies ?!"

"I-it's me mom i wanted a snack."

"Who ate the cake i was saving for dinner ?"

"It's me." he answer.

"Oh really, so why do you have a clean face and your sister have half the cake on her cheeks." he turns around to his little sister with brown cheeks who wear a blank face trying to say 'i didn't do anything'.

-And not only for his siblings...

"Who stole money from the swear jar ?!" fangs look up from his homework to his father on the couch, who's eyes get as big as a sausage.

"You take the blame and you get half of it." his father tries to bargain. Fangs look from his father to the hallway where his mother is and sigh, standing up and almost dragging himself toward the hallway.

"You're a good son." fangs hear his father whisper.

Now sweet pea. He is only known to be...Sweet pea.

Now I'm a 100% sure that sweet pea doesn't have a father seeing as how he admires FP. But i'm not sure about his mother.

I imagine sweet pea having for sure a grandma (i don't know why)

-She would be quite strict with politeness, maybe some Asian genes from his grandmother.

-Sweetpea getting home through the rain. As he shakes his head to get the rain out if his hair.

"Shoes off !"

"One minute grandma I just arrived." he would answer.

-Sweet peas' grandma have a cane to walk and often give him little swats to his legs to get him to behave. But she would NEVER hit him hard.

"Boy I said get those shoes off !" she says as she swats his calf. She would not stop until he does what he is suppose to do.

"Shoes off, shoes off."

"Ouch, ouch stop grandma I'm doing it okay !"

-They are far from rich but they don't really care.

-Sweet peas' grandma sell a lot of handmade things on the internet and sweet pea help her alot with it.

-From a young age, the woman noticed that her grandson was a very troubled child. Sweet pea doesn't control his anger and so she would pass all her time trying to find an activity for him to do.

-At the beginning it's obvious that boxing or any fight sport is the solution but with a run short on money they sadly can't get him that.

-Sweet peas' grandmother than discover that sweet peas' weak spot is his creativity. He then helps her with her handmade business. Of course, it isn't as effective as a physical effort that tires him in no time but it helps him gain control over himself.

-When he comes home one night with a bloody face and a serpent jacket she doesn't even get mad at him, he often talked about the fact that he wanted to be a serpent. She does treat his wounds and once or twice let herself press a bit too tightly on his cheeks to let him know she still didn't approve the decision.

"Are you mad ?" he ask with teary eyes. He don't care about the bruises he just want to know what SHE think of him.

"No, I'm just glad your alive and with me."

-She did try to get to the wyrm to kick some asses.

-When she gets sick, sweet pea freak out and don't let her leave the bed. They also bicher like brother and sister.

"Get back to bed." sweet pea jump up from the couch and turn her grandmother around to her bedroom.

"No, I'm hungry."

"Then I'll get you food but you stay in bed."

"No !"

"Yes !"

"No, I do what I want I'm legal and this is my house." she protest.

"Yeah, yeah, come on rebel let's get you to bed."

"Boy, do you want me to get my cane ?!"

"Like you could hit me in your state." he snicker.

She then hit him behind the head.

"Ouch, grandma !"

-And lastly, his grandma would realize her grandson has a huge heart everytime he would bring home a stray animal.

"You're a good person." she would tell him as he dry off a puppie he found. He smile at her like he would never to anyone else.

"But get this mud off of my couch if you want to live."

"Grandma !"

What ?

You tell me we are just gonna have another season of boring core 4 ?!

Oh...okay *sniff*

[ahouseoflies]

The Best Films of 2018, Part III

Parts I and II are here and here.

GOOD MOVIES

70. Mid90s (Jonah Hill)- I usually applaud filmmakers for letting visuals tell the story instead of spelling everything out, but Mid90s needs to spell some more stuff out, especially at the truncated end. His brother brought him an orange juice, so all of the abuse is forgotten? I need a bit more there.

I was always going to be in the tank for this though, having been the same age as the protagonist at the time, owning some of the same shirts as him and hanging some of the same posters on my wall. Despite the "My First Screenplay" beef I had up top, each supporting character gets something to do. Hill shows promise as a director (and the fingerprints of his influences) by being able to shift between poles of emotions in a matter of seconds.

69. McQueen (Ian Bonhote)- Although it waits too long to get into McQueen's depression, this documentary does an adequate job of showing the ups and downs of his life. It was great seeing things I've only read about, like the Voss show.

Here's the thing though: I'm not a genius, but if I were, I would hope that my closest friends and advisers would be able to articulate what made me great. A little less "We were working sixteen-hour days." A little more "He changed art forever."

68. Beautiful Boy (Felix Van Groeningen)- For better and worse, this portrait of a parent's worst nightmare is unrelenting. Surprisingly, the toughest moment is when Nic is fierce with pride, clean for fourteen months. Because when you pause and see that there's an hour left in the movie, you shudder at how low he might end up going.

Van Groeningen's sort of french braid of past and present hasn't changed for his English-language debut, but things worked best for me when he locked in on Timothee Chalamet's mannered but touching performance. I wish the movie had a proper ending.

67. The Kindergarten Teacher (Sara Colangelo)- This takes a little while to get sick and twisted, but I liked it once it did. Part of why it works is Gyllenhaal's commitment to the role. As dark as the character gets--and the film does seem hell-bent on establishing her as a failure when I'm not sure that's true--Gyllenhaal never judges her. It's probably her best performance since SherryBaby.

As for Gael Garcia Bernal, who plays a poetry professor who kisses people and then apologizes and says that he misread the moment and acts all bashful, are we sure about him? Are we sure he's good at acting?

66. The Spy Who Dumped Me (Susanna Fogel)- The spywork of the last half-hour is way too convoluted, but the comedy is fast and loose in service of a sweet female friendship. We're at the stage with the genius of Kate McKinnon in which I just assume that she came up with anything funny on the spot. For example, there's an off-hand joke that her character went to camp with Edward Snowden and was surprised that the news didn't mention how "into ska" he was. It's so bizarre that it had to be improv. Later, when Edward Snowden shows up as a character, I had to admit that the movie was tightly written. But I assumed it was McKinnon first. 65. Ready Player One (Steven Spielberg)- Halfway through Ready Player One, there's a sequence that takes place inside The Overlook Hotel of The Shining. The characters are walking through a photorealistic recreation of that setting, down to the smallest details, but it has been repurposed with different angles for this film. Not only have I literally never seen something like this in a movie, but I never imagined the possibility of such a thing existing. And somehow...it's corny and derivative.

So goes Ready Player One. It takes the simple pleasures of a Chosen One narrative with a killer villain, loads every corner of the frame with Ryu or Beetlejuice or a Goldie Wilson campaign poster, and punishes you with maximalism. Each piece reliably contributes to the whole, sometimes in thrilling and amusing fashion, but no matter when you check your watch, forty-five minutes are left.

When imdb came out, Steven Spielberg was one of the first people I looked up. What shocked me was how many projects I attributed to his direction when he had only produced them. In my kid brain, Spielberg had directed Gremlins or Goonies or An American Tail. They had his imprimatur of whimsy and wonder and childhood identification even if they were, you know, a bit more conventional and less purposeful than the movies he directed. Well, not since Tintin has there been a Steven Spielberg-directed film that feels more Spielberg-produced.

My favorite reference was the Battletoads. Or more accurately, imagining the seventy-two-year-old filmmaker going, "Oh, you know I gotta get the 'Toads up in this bih!"

64. Ben Is Back (Peter Hedges)- Despite a little bit of note-card screenwriting--"Get a line about how insurance doesn't care about drug addiction in there!"--The first two-thirds take their time revealing information to the viewer, dropping bread crumbs of the family history quite gracefully. Roberts and Hedges play off each other well, and their charisma powers the first half. She, of course, has an ample bag of Movie Star tricks, but, surprisingly, he already does too. You can see, in the confrontation at the mall, for example, how the mother's dissembling and conniving would pass down to him.

So it's a real bummer when the final third decides to separate the leads and rushes to a baffling conclusion. It falls apart like few movies in recent memory.

63. Avengers: Infinity War (Anthony Russo, Joe Russo)- Whatever. I admire the skill that it must have taken to balance the revolving wheel of characters--even if it does feel like check-ins half the time. The movie is exhausting in a bad way until it's exhausting in a good way. More importantly, here are my power rankings. (Their power in my own heart. Thanos is obviously the most powerful.)

1. Rocket 2. Hawkeye (Renner Season even when it isn't.) 3. The Collector 4. Black Panther 5. Thanos 6. Iron Man 7. Ned 8. Nick Fury 9. Star Lord 10. Thor (His scene with Rocket is the best one in the film.) 11. Gamora 12. Hulk (Your boy is so earnest in this. "They KNEW!") 13. Spider-Man 14. Wong 15. Okoye 16. Doctor Strange (Way cooler in this than his own movie.) 17. Captain America (His hair was beautiful.) 18. Drax 19. Pepper Potts 20. Falcon 21. Groot 22. Black Widow 23. Winter Soldier 24. Loki (Is he alive? Was he alive before this? Can he impersonate people or whatever even if he's dead? What's his deal?) 25. Scarlet Witch (Her first line is, getting out of bed, "Vis, is it the stone again?") 26. Gamora's Sister (No, you look it up.) 27. War Machine (Do you think Cheadle forgets that he's in these? Like, he misses a day of shooting just because he forgot?) 28. Vision 29. Whatever Peter Dinklage Was

62. The Old Man & the Gun (David Lowery)- Sissy Spacek's character explains, on a tour of her house, that she pulled up some wallpaper and found a signature from 1881 underneath, which is so unique that--ugly as it is--she couldn't bear to cover it. The movie is sort of about that. Does a way of life from a long time ago matter now?

Does it matter how you present yourself? How much does intention cancel out action?

The questions play themselves out in a way that is formally interesting--Lowery swish-pans and advances the scenes in a way that he hasn't since Ain't Them Bodies Saints--but informally pretty dull. Redford is engaging as possible, but I feel like I maxed out on my concern for a person who refuses to change.

I've had the Sean Penn "on one" scale for a long time, but I'm introducing the "off one" scale for Casey Affleck, who is so purposefully muted that he seems like he's going to pass out in some scenes. Keep doing you, Case. As far as acting goes.

61. Disobedience (Sebastian Lelio)- I admired how little the film spelled out about the setting and the characters' pasts. The beginning is cautious without being slow, and the women seem drawn to each other with a sort of magnetism that is difficult to pull off. While the triangle of people at the center is realistic and fair, the picture is ultimately a bit staid. I don't want melodrama out of the story either, but I do think it would work better if the characters were more passionate about anything, even the religion that makes them lack passion. 60. Crazy Rich Asians (Jon M. Chu)- This movie is sweet, and it nails the rom-com fulcrum scenes that it has to. Hear me out though: Both of the leads are winning, and Henry Golding's charm keeps us from acknowledging that his character is a psycho. Here is a list of things that, over the course of a year, he does not bother to tell his girlfriend:

a. That his family is the wealthiest in Singapore. Or wealthy at all. But more notably, he tells Rachel no details at all about his family, such as his brothers' and sisters' names. b. That he skipped an important trip home a few months ago, which caused a rift in his family. c. How to pack or dress for their trip to visit his family. d. That his mother did not want them sleeping together at her house, not that he "wants her all to himself." e. That his family wants him to take over their business, which would necessitate a permanent move to Singapore. f. That he went out with one of the women attending the bachelorette party, and that this woman has very good reason to sabotage Rachel and Nick's current relationship. g. That the wedding they're attending is also a super-rich affair that will be covered by international media. h. That the wedding party they're attending the night before is a formal affair with hundreds of guests, not the "family party" that he presents it as. By the way, this is one of the two times that he not only doesn't accompany her to an event, expecting her to meet him there and find him, but he doesn't even send a car. i. That he's thinking about proposing to her. "We haven't even talked about that stuff," Rachel tells her mother.

Communication is key, Nick.

59. Lean on Pete (Andrew Haigh)- I liked the first half and its patient doling out of information. Haigh sews quite a few credible threads to show why the gruff Dell would take a liking to Charley. When the film diverges into a drifter story, I got frustrated with it. To me, drifter characters aren't interesting because they take unpredictable actions, what enliven films, and make them predictable. A dine-and-dash is a dangerous, exciting thing to happen in a movie, but when this scared kid has already done so much similar running, it dulls that edge. This is Haigh's least successful film, but it's still empathetic and sensitive.

58. Hereditary (Ari Aster)- The first third of Hereditary is when it is at its most intimate and compact as a story of grief. And with the bridge of a genuinely shocking event, it becomes less Don’t Look Back and more of a hellish explainer.

Ari Aster is a master craftsman already, investing every element with intention, down to “Why are clocks so present in the frame?” That craft extends to Toni Collette, who is even better than she normally is. But in refusing to be mysterious and small, the film didn't connect with me on a level beyond admiration..

57. Gringo (Nash Edgerton)- The expository information about the company comes too late, the ending is too tidy, and I'm not sure what my girl Mandy Seyfried is doing in this. But it's funny overall, in large part because Theron and Edgerton bounce off each other beautifully, projecting a very specific brand of nouveau riche awful. She says, "Fat people are...hilarious," and he wears too many accessories in his pick-up basketball game, for which there's a running clock.

Many of these crime comedies fail because all of the characters are painted with the same cynical brush, but Oyelowo is so likable here as a frazzled guy in over his head, playing against the type of simmering dignity he inhabited as someone like Martin Luther King. I'm glad that he's getting at-bats with something this different.

56. Bad Times at the El Royale (Drew Goddard)- If you like table-setting (and I do), then this is going to be a fun time. Each room at the motel gets a two-sided mirror, each character is two-faced, many events are presented from two perspectives, and there's even a double in the title. It's hard not to share in Goddard's delight as he patiently lays out all of the Tarantinian pieces.

Once he has to start declaring things though, somewhere halfway in the meandering two and a half hours, the film doesn't end up having much to say. I'm not sure I wanted another Cabin in the Woods ending, but I did want it to add up to more than the modest pleasures that it does. Kudos to Chris Hemsworth and his dialect coach for finally piecing together a serviceable American accent.

55. Thunder Road (Jim Cummings)- As far as calling card movies go, this one is a pretty smart character study. It centers on how the things we find important, the impact of words in this case, can often be the things we struggle with the most, through dyslexia and spoonerisms and messed-up jokes in this case. That being said, no offense, the film would be 25% better with a more capable lead actor. 54. Annihilation (Alex Garland)- Much like Sunshine, another Alex Garland script, this story handles the mystery elegantly, with jolts of real horror, until we get where we're going, which doesn't live up to the promise. I do appreciate that it respects the viewer's intelligence--withholding answers to questions, sometimes never answering questions. I'm grateful that it exists. 53. BlacKkKlansman (Spike Lee)- Like Chi-Raq and Red Hook Summer, BlacKKKlansman would make for a hell of a YouTube compilation if you cut together its best moments. It's sharp and vital when it's at its best, which is pretty much any time it's commenting on the present, through "Now more than ever" Nixon campaign posters, mentions of how David Duke's policies might show up in Republican platforms, or the searing epilogue that brings back one of Lee's oldest tricks.

Like a lot of his recent work though, it's a mess tonally, and basic stuff like the timing of the cuts seems amateurish. I also think Lee's relationship with Terence Blanchard is hurting him at this point; the music doesn't match what's going on at all. I wish it hung together better than it does.

52. Widows (Steve McQueen)- This is the messiest film that Steve McQueen has made, which is its biggest strength and its biggest weakness. That loose quality allows for some expressive moves, such as when the alderman candidate takes a real-time two-minute ride from the poor area where he's campaigning to the tony area where he lives, in the same district. This is a film with admirable ambition to go with its cheap thrills.

But that same messiness produces as many bad performances (Farrell, Neeson, and, yes, Duvall) as it does good ones (Debicki, Henry, Kaluuya), and it elides so many moments near the end that I have lingering questions about whether a major plot point was even resolved. This is definitely the type of movie that has a three-hour cut that is better, and I still hope that director's cut doesn't waste five scenes on Debicki's prostitute relationship with Lukas Haas. (Where is his sliver of a face on the poster?)

51. The Death of Stalin (Armando Iannucci)- I feel as if I have to adjust to the astringency of any Iannucci property, and when I do, I laugh a lot. This movie is hilarious, and I'll save you from a list of the jokes that work the best.

Iannucci and his collaborators take one of the most violent, tyrannical periods of history and expose its perpetrators as sniveling, feckless children who might accidentally spit in their own faces as they're trying to spit on someone else's. Destabilizing those in power--in this case de-memorializing them--and portraying them as lost, scared humans is the goal of satire. So even though he does it so well, part of me wonders, "Is that it?" Bureaucracy is dumb? Isn't this an easy target? For what it's worth, I felt the same way about In the Loop, despite everyone else's praise. I'm waiting for Iannucci to find a weapon sharper than the middle finger.

50. Tully (Jason Reitman)- In a way, it's refreshing for a screenwriter to be bad at writing men. The outdated, clueless, manchild dad is the biggest weakness of the script, especially since everything else is pitched with such realism. There's also one scene that I hate but probably shouldn't spoil.

Put aside that character though, and this is a movie with wit, verisimilitude, and even a bit of visual agility. The protagonist--Marlo, a Diablo Cody name if there ever was one--has a special needs son, and I appreciated the honest way that Marlo's frustration with him sometimes outweighed her understanding.

49. Fahrenheit 11/9 (Michael Moore)- Fahrenheit 11/9 is diffuse, but it's effective enough to be in the top half of Moore's work. He stays out of it mostly (besides that familiar narration, as gentle as it is ashamed), but his heart is clearly in the searing Flint section. In fact, I wish he had made a documentary that focused only on that American travesty, not all of them.

He has the same challenge that many of us do--pointing out the crimes and perversions of Trump while keeping the high ground--and he doesn't always avoid the low-hanging fruit. Dubbing Trump's voice over Hitler's is the type of shit that people hate him for. At most turns, however, Moore's choices make sense. A long diversion into the Parkland kids, even though I find them kind of tiring personally, serves as an inspirational peak to the valley of any people of a generation or two earlier than them.

48. Isle of Dogs (Wes Anderson)- Many Wes Anderson movies are flippant about death and disease. When the effect works, it's refreshing and disorienting. When it doesn't, like in this movie, it feels cold, as if he's moving dolls around in a playhouse.

But in every other way, the sweet and wry Isle of Dogs benefits as a manicured chamber piece. The details are obvious (the tactile fur on all of the dog puppets), less obvious (a translation provides the legend "very sad funeral" to accompany a news story), and even less obvious (more than one joke about how many syllables should be in a haiku). If the narrative--jaded stray finds redemption through guileless child--doesn't offer much in the way of re-invention for the director, then I'm glad the large canvas does.

47. You Were Never Really Here (Lynne Ramsey)- I wanted an artsy crime film, and I got an artsy crime film. I have no idea if I liked it. It's bleak and groady, more of a violence movie than an action movie, concerned with the cycle of abuse and the oily spread of vengeance. It begins twenty minutes after most films of its type might choose to, and it begins in earnest at the hour mark. The atonal Jonny Greenwood score is a perfect approximation of whatever kind of dark clouds are floating in the protagonist's head.

Even when it doesn't work, the film is a reminder that Lynne Ramsey is a real artist. Although this doesn't come close to the catharsis and real-world relevance of We Need to Talk About Kevin, it reveals a focused point of view. Whether it's depicting a sequence through only surveillance footage or cutting to a half-second of flashback, she includes exactly what she wants to.

46. The Commuter (Jaume Collet-Sera)- I gave Non-Stop two-and-a-half stars, and this is a much more elegant version of Non-Stop. Even though it succumbs to gross CGI and outsized conspiracy, the class-conscious table setting is non-pareil, and it lets Neeson act his age.

45. Vice (Adam McKay)- Vice is a difficult film to evaluate because its greatest strength, the resolute, partisan, experimental point of view, is also its greatest weakness, the hand-holding, pedantic, antic point of view. There are moments in this film--the menu scene, the fake-ending--that are more inventive than anything else this year. And credit to McKay for a sui generis structure that covers thirty years in the first hour and two years in the second hour; if nothing else, he has the talent to make unitary executive theory fun.

It's a big, angry, auteurist, '70s swing, so it also takes a lot of chances that don't work and, quite obviously, it wields poetic license in the way that Ron Burgundy swished around a glass of scotch. Sometimes it doesn't know when to trust the viewer, like when it freeze frames and flashes "George H.W. Bush, President, 1989-1993" over a Bush-looking guy talking about "Barbara and I" as his son misbehaves in the background. Through no fault of McKay's, the story feels anti-climactic as well. Although I felt more distance than I expected from events that I consider recent history, the dominoes are still falling in the world that Cheney shaped.

One thing that is less debatable is Christian Bale's transformation into Cheney. That word "transformation" is used any time a famous person wears a wig. This performance, which spans decades and is not directly related to any of Bale's other work, is different. The portrait of Cheney is one of monolithic evil, which Bale suggests, but it's also grounded in reticent, clenched jaw micro-movements. Cheney, who is four inches shorter than Bale, seems like the smallest and biggest man in any room. At this point, if you told me Bale was playing Grendel, I wouldn't bat an eye. In fact, his Grendel might look a lot like Dick Cheney.

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It appears as if my dream is coming true without me; racial understanding and unity are being achieved.  Madison, Wisconsin these days reminds me of Rutgers and China.  The sky seems almost unreal. In the past I didn't realize how big China is; I only thought about Chinese moms and girlfriends... or spies. * When I was 14 I seem to have been offered a happiness.  At 16 I had that happiness taken away and distrusted the people broke it up.  At 17 I liked or loved one of those people but was wary of her father whom I never met and didn't dare to ask a question. Instead of taking nothing, I took something else which was offered. I was offered a second or final chance recently but was unprepared or failed to follow through  / deliver the complete ready 'suitcase.'  Today I feel beyond sadness.  I have not felt guilt in a long time either but fear of the sky and the new day.  I also sense I taught the wrong things to the wrong people at the wrong time, and they became... I don't know why I tried to be so many things, or hold so many dreams.  I never followed through on one true thing.  I never awaited or sought God's confirmation. All I see is light and beauty.  The population of the United States is increasing / has increased.  I thought my life was over; I was satisfied with my 'museum.'   I wonder whether this is a new 'classical' age a la Yeats 'Leda and the Swan' but I hate things like that. I remember my Taiwanese aunt Jamie and I am thinking of Chairman Mao. Originally my aunt's name was 'Gloria.'  I do not know her Chinese name.  I know she lives in Redlands, CA, and last I checked had a long commute in LA traffic to a Buddhist college. I just want to disappear.  In all my life only two people trusted me, and I ripped them off - one I misunderstood; the other I miscarried or betrayed. I had all these dreams that were alive or lifelike, physical, fleshly - 'carnal' as Houellebecq says in 'Liquid Birth.'  But what's the point? I used to ride the bus around Korea thinking about an old war but now I don't know why.  It was one of those 'parallel' novels with small and large: here is the war, here is someting else, a relationship, as though to say, 'And while __ also __.' I was in Delafield which I visited first in 2009 and thought about the Iraq War.  I thought about General Mattis.  Before attacking a certain Iraqi city the Marine Corps played 'Hell's Bells.'  Why were they so eager to hurl souls into Hell instead of reaching out to them some other way?  Or am I misunderstanding? I was sitting by this river in 2009, wondering about renting an apartment - 'Do you like Asian art' said the person.  In the end I gave him like 500 dollars for the rent-deposit but didn't live there or something.  'Dirtbag!' I met Zola Jesus the same year and also gave her and her brother 500 or so. The Great Recession was cozy for me.   I was happy in a way with my downsized life, as if the pressure were off. I remember the McCain v. Obama election.  At first I was happy John McCain came from behind to win the Republican primary. It occurred to me again that I and McCain are 'Japanese' in some sense of accepting failure and wanting to go down as having had the right idea. I don't know why I lobbied for so long to get fair treatment from the world when I wasn't even asking either what I meant or ultimately wanted, or what God wanted for me, or what was going on or had been going on perhaps since the Lutheran Reformation and the Reformation Wars  - one long war, perhaps since the civil wars marking the Fall of Rome.  As if everywhere is 'Germany; the Holy Roman Empire.' * In the past I read Ecclesiastes a lot - 'and the ocean is not filled.'  I don't know why in some sense I thought I could fill the ocean, or wanted to keep sinking things in there. I remember in 2007 or so I ate buffet food with Taiwan-GF and her parents and they said, 'Why do white people eat Jell-O?'   We also ate some rice with raisins and nuts or something. I don't know why I was eating everything with everyone, trying to be cultured in small ways instead of 'made,' 'made for a purpose.' Nowadays everything seems like Rutgers with these modded cars and people 'expressing themselves.'  I don't want to critique others anymore 'cause I am not a teacher or social critic or columnist or whatever.  I wish I wrote a column for the Joongang but I don't understand their 'angle' or 'cropping' either.  I always just want to make giant arguments and if my organized argument doesn't work I tend to take a 'Red Army' approach as with pedagogy; cf. Kruschev in 'Enemy at the Gates,' saying 'Lose the other half [of your troops].'   People gave me all kinds of 'sign' advices and I don't know what I was thinking experimenting with their advice. I wish I were just working at a gas-station or something with my wife like my boss's Korean parents who became millionaires but the world is bigger now.  These country road I used to yearn to have one of to myself; my grandfather's house at the foot of the San Bernardino's, somehow reminding me of Belgium(?) or Alsace-Lorraine.  I guess in retrospect my happiness place was my apartment in Korea with its fire-door or suicide-door or whatever it was, feeling like a coffin of safe-deposit box; and 'office-tel.' I used to get mad at people for not doing what they talked about.  'My dream school; I'm offering you an idea...' No you're not.  'I want to start a kongbubang' - then he made a Smoothie King instead.   I don't know what anyone is trying anymore or what they dream.  Everyone seems to be trying everything; relationships are what they would have.   I thought of 'a small personal voice,' Chekhov, or something Nabokov said about Chekhov, about people confessing things in quiet voices.  I wanted to scream and yell at people when I was younger but I couldn't in my family and then the moment passed; I wanted to teach HS but was corrupt by then.  Nowadays people can't guess my height; they said I look 6'1 or somtehing but it's really like 5'10 5'11.  All kinds of failures and people I nuked and feeding toxic chemicals to people who love chemical-warfare. I remember in a way the person I wanted to be or the one person I tried to be was in 2002-2003 at the South Mountain Arena ice-skating with HK-ex-girlfriend.  I just liked that image of myself with my nose.  But why?   I keep trying to make a self.  There is this Korean poem, 'I made a self; like peeling an apple; like running off with a woman who was my social superior.'   I never ran away with anyone that I know of; I went to 'Taiwan and Its Contexts' Yale Conference with TW-1, ate some rice and shellfish and the guy said, 'Many of my white students become lawyers.'  I thought about IP and wrote some stuff about teaching HS civics after making money when in the back of my mind I thought, 'If a BigLaw associate makes 160K first year, in 10 years how much money can I have so I can retire and write.'  then at UW-Madison the average starting was like 90K, so... then I remmebreed S'hai's letter about not wasting your 20's and was like what if I just made a ittle deal with myself, my parents, a semi-noncomittall offering to S'hai-1?  What is the point of such gambits(?). I miss 'Maria.'  I like her sunny voice and wish I met her mom or knew more about her.  I taught 'process-writing' which in retrospect was a mistake b/c 'process-writing' is 'German, socialist, patching, bit-by-bit.'  It also mixes past and future, admits failure, and denies individuality or rather implies that individuality comes from other people or something.  Like if Chairman Mao kisses me here, KJU kisses me here, Rose-Apple kisses me here, overall, I'm the Blarney Stone of David Johnston, 'the glass man without external reference.'  Why?   The Bible says, 'God will establish you' or something... I remember all these Democrats saying stuff like, 'In my day we took our neighbors' kids aside and blah blah...'  Communists... My uncle 'Uncle Hammer' once told my dad, 'Discipline your kid.'  My dad walked out and never entered that house for years.  Years later he said, 'Actually Uncle Hammer is right DAvid is a terrible arrogant person etc...'  at the same time Dad was stealing my IP like, 'Let's figure out all DJJ's pornographic adventures, eat his brain and live vicariously...' Everyone was like, 'When everyone says something about you it's probably true...' I don't know if I have anything to say fairly about any of this.  People supposedly derive their impression of God from their parents / father but I've had more than enough time and spiritual 'invasions,' really, to have more direct knowledge of God.  I just had all other affections and dependencies and side-projects and assumed 'trying this would be good enough' without asking. I just wanted my 'little life' and later felt done.  I thought I was sincerely schizophrenic.  I was glad the pressure was off b/c everyone seemed to blow up in my face or doors closed; or I didn't know.  I looked all these Edu. programs but never determined in my heart or mind or prayed for the right to join. All these psychopaths... My dad studied Economics - my family are 'Chinese' - and now his dreams are coming true.  I wanted to be 'RCCP Mediator.'  I studied nuclear weapons but never wanted to drop them.  I was interested in 'nuclear sublime' an idea about Japanese cinema / anime.  'God gave us nuclear weapons to _ _ _.'  I wasn't there to hear His voice so I wouldn't know.  Truman said, 'The power of the sun, something something...'   Later I became intent on 'petite culture' and 'the feminine' and so on.  'I am not gonna think about this.'  I don't work for the Pentagon.  I should've applied to Cornell Hotel Management.  In the summer of 2003 I ate the hearts of burnt-outside oatmeal-cookies and thought / didn't think about Korean-Presbyterian.   * Xi Jinping is going to visit Korea after Covid.  'What's his angle?'  I didn't dislike Xi; I believed in 'Rule of Law,' questioned the Cultural Revolution.  My 'apologetics' for all this were / was flawed in that I argued about weapons-systems killing everyone and how that's why we should love each other, love / obey God.  'OMG weapons-systems?!'   I thought today of my Ukrainian old friend Stan.   I once wrote or started, 'Everything Is Spies.' I think it was about Jiheon Fromis_9(?).   Today I thought about, 'Brides.'  I wanted to say, 'You were like this, that, Korean, Black - just be someone's wife or rather you could be a bride, w/ covered hair.'  I admire the aesthetics of the Catholic Church and their talking about demons and stuff but what if... I feel like I was always reading to lose everything and I gave everything to the wrong people who just eat and eat and eat, then examine the excretions too.  I saw this picture of LOONA Yves and thought, 'My daughter, hold her.'  A beautiful hand, neither boneless nor bony like it has many purposes.  'A wifely smile.'  None of these people care what I say; they don't see what I see.   I remember being happy listening to Wonder Girls' 'Draw Me' and writing stuff.  Most of these people will never care.  Glee, glee, glee.  'Spend my life-savings!'   I wish I could offer myself as a resource to someone but no one's got questions for me anymore.   Everyone figured out what I had to say and what I was right about; those who didn't are determined to be wrong or evil anyway.  And I was evil in trying to make everyone 'right.'   I thought about 'character.'  I pretended to have good character but never stuck to it. I wasn't manly either and never studied manliness.  I didn't think about offering myself to a woman or loving a wife as Christ loved the Church; only 'making deals.'  Later I thought investing in the younger generation would be better; and I was happy to 'downsize' myself. I do not know either why I believed everything was suddenly going to change after Covid Alpha.  People still have secrets, holdings, ambitions, relationships, things which made them special, records, fellowship or lackthereof.  I thought the Millennium was upon us; foolishly as well 'engaged every target' in job-hunting and wasn't ready and I didn't understand journalism either or things like whether NK, TW is a legitimate government in terms of God ordaining a government.  I also didn't know how much of news was propaganda or not; I used to believe everything was lies or disblief was smart then believed everything in books.  I didn't understand 'the game.'  I loved Creation.  'Classic garden.'  Why not train people well?  All these well-made Koreans.  Before KR I hated others and in KR 2012 hated myself or felt alone or IDK.  It's a big country.  These AmKor Twitter ppl, Korea small blah blah.  IDK if they are even being sincere or just peddling cliches. I thought today, 'I am a failed Korean' - or 'failed to be a Korean.'  For a while I thought everybody in the future wanted to be a Korean but I guess they wanted to watch the Olympics. The Midwest is full of farmland more than ever. Man is continuing to subdue the Earth, to be fruitful and multiply. I have no excuse for myself.  What is the future? I didn't go to China so perhaps I do not know. I wonder whether people in the Midwest are still thinking, 'Sth's going to happen.' I have had too many options.   I always thought that I could 'parlay this in to that.'  I considered my CV as a series of changes or mutations.   'Seek thee first the Kingdom of God / and His righteousness'

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SnK Chapter 99 Poll Results

The chapter 98 poll closed with 1,751 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated.

RATE THE CHAPTER 1,722 Responses

On the “awful” to “awesome” scale of 1-5, nearly 70% of respondents rated “Guilty Shadow” with a “5″, making it the highest rated chapter since we started polling. Well done, Isayama!

On that day, Marley received a grim reminder... this chapter woke up the obsessed snk fan in me, finally JESUS CHRIST

SNK has always been a wild ride, but I don't believe I've ever been this excited and frustrated that I don't have the next chapter in my hands RIGHT NOW- if only to satisfy the itch of knowing which half-hidden face is who from Paradis. And also to figure out what they've done to Porco, Pieck and Zeke to neutralize them while Eren gives Reiner the most uncomfortable tableside chat.

My heart was pounding throughout the entire chapter. The last time that happened was chapter 84 and I gotta say, I finally feel like this whole Marley arc has been worth it. What an adrenaline rush it's become! Now that's now Attack On Titan is supposed to be. I can't wait to see everybody else again and proceed to reach the climax of the story.

The hype for SNK 100 is too real. Everything will explode

I need Ch100 right now immediately. Waiting another month is going to be torture. In the meantime I hope Porco and Pieck enjoy their time in the pit. If it turns out that Helos is Levi I will eat my own platform boots

It was amazing. Really great story.

I'm so glad this chapter is fake and SnK ended last month with everyone having a huge pizza party!

....is it December yet?

  DID THIS CHAPTER SHOOK YOU? 1,711 Responses

To not be excited by this chapter was simply not an option, but I’ll assume that those who voted “Yes”  are slightly more subdued than the majority of us who shouted “AW YISS”.

omfg hype for next chapter!!! How does Eren not have a leg, it really should've grown back, this doesn't make sense. Why is he even there, I feel like I missed something but it's probably just this manga's bizarre structuring. I've been selling my soul the past few months. There is nothing more to sell.

Kill me now The hype is REAL. I had a feeling issue #100 would be THE BANGER. This issue (#99) however set the stage for the next one. We have potentially Connie and Jean going undercover, we have Willy's solution that is just about to be revealed, the Asian woman's sudden leave, etc. I am really excited to see what will happen next month. Just need to add: seeing Eren's hand cut to threaten Reiner and Falco was such a power move, I had chills all over.

Boy howdy this was crazy I'll tell you what

Holy crap I love isayama. What a genius!

God help me I cannot wait another month

Endgame right here, brothers.

#shooketh

  WHAT SIDE CHARACTER MOMENT DID YOU MOST APPRECIATE? 1,720 Responses

The giant red chunk that wins this question  is the “All of the Above” option with 26.4% of the vote. “Every character with a partially hidden face” was second with 23.8%. There was plenty of excitement around Trapdoor-kun. He came in third with close to 20% of the vote.

I hope the SnK world has a heaven or some shit, because then Bertolt can maybe be finally happy together with his dad at least ;-;

ANNIE IS ALIVE AND FREE CHAPTER 100 HYYYYYYPE

I love moment with Trapdoor-kun/Connie (I hope it's him). He promised Reiner in Utgard Castle that he'll return the favor and I want to see their reunited. Maybe Connie will save Gabi and the other kids in this shitstorm. Please Isayama! Connie needs his personal moment!

  ON THE SCALE FROM “FLUFFY KITTEN” TO “ACTUAL PENNYWISE”, HOW CREEPY WAS EREN IN THIS CHAPTER? 1,727 Responses

Eren’s creep factor was strong! More than 70% of us picked a 4 or 5 on the “Actual Pennywise” scale.

Eren is 100% savage. Damn I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't like him. His meddling works so well with his bitter ass and his sense of entitlement over making all these fuckers taking his freedom away disappear and get their comeuppance (read: the whole world). Fucking human worms.

Eren using Falco as a hostage makes me cry

Eren gave me fucking chills of fear

I'm loving this Eren alignment shift. Lawful Good boy is changing and I am HERE for this.

Eren's "Same reason as you" and "I don't have a choice" are the single most savage moment in the series.

I don't like Eren at all... Poor Reiner

Eren is frickin INSANE

  ON THE SCALE FROM 1 - 420/69, HOW MUCH DID EREN ACTIVATE YOUR HARDENING ABILITIES IN THIS CHAPTER? 1,713 Responses

The creep factor and hobo hair didn’t hurt Eren’s attractiveness for the majority of the fandom since 36.1% would love to be locked in the basement with him right now. The second most popular choice was the extreme opposite. 22.2% selected “ewww no” on the question about Eren’s attractiveness.

why did y'all have to write "Lock me in your basement, Hobo Daddy!"

Protect Reiner Braun You've made me have sexual thoughts about long haired Eren, damn you pollster!!!!

Eren made both my jaw and panties fall straight to the floor. It's finally getting somewhere.

my mom called eren hobo daddy o__O"

Eren being so chilled out and yet so chilling at the same time...how does one being so cold make the room seem a lot hotter than it actually is?!

I want to officially shame Eren for telling Mikasa to cut her hair during training and now he could model for   L'Oréal (I love his hair but he is a hypocrite)

EREN FUCKING JAEGER. I want to say he's cool... but I feel so strangely conflicted. I'm turned on by his loony face but at the same time fucking terrified that it's all going to crumble. He'd grown so much. I can't believe the kid that we used to adore has turned into such a beast.

eren would be a 4/5 if he shaved his facial hair imo

  WHAT WAS EREN’S MOST CHILLING MOMENT? 1,717 Responses

Again with the “All of the above” as top pick. The most popular write in was “Reiner. Sit”. We clearly made a mistake when we forgot to include that.

Reiner. Sit.

His eyes all the time, they're like windows to hell

Everything! Eren was so chilling and bad this chapter, I love love loved it!

The fact that he's still missing a leg, it should've grown back, does he just keep cutting it off?

Messing with the head of an already mentally unstable Reiner

Eren did not come to play. Cutting his hand was a power move and then when he said "same as you." I can't wait to see him transform into a Titan. Reiner wasn't ready for this. He looks like he's gonna pass out.

I never thought i needed psycho!eren and badass!eren in my life. But then i read this chapter and HOOOOOOLY SHIT!

  WHICH OF REINER’S TORTURED FACES WAS YOUR FAVORITE? 1,707 Responses

I’m borrowing a quote from a friend who said, “Reiner had enough panels of his sanity crumbling like pie crust to fill a photo album”. We thought so too and had a hard time limiting ourselves to just these six. The look of horror on page 20 was Reiner’s expression as Eren told him, “I’m the same as you. I didn’t have any other choice.” It was the winner with 44.5% of the voice.

Note to Isayama: If you want to torture a character, hands on the face is the way to go (even when those hands are strangely tiny.)

Don't freak out, Reiner, your buddy Eren has come to save the world just like you've always wanted.

I wonder how bad  will Reiner's strabismus be when Eren ultimately touchs the Bertolt and Annie subject.

Someone please protect Reiner D: (and maybe give him a hug)

ISAYAMA STAHP TORTURING REIGNER!

#stopreinerabuse2017 >:) 

Reiner is the true victim here man

If Reiner didn't have a drinking problem before he sure has one now

I really don't like seeing Reiner looking so scared... It makes me feel so bad and helpless because I can't do anything. ;-;

I’m expecting Reiner to go full insane next chapter. Seriously, he can only be pushed so far!

I absolutely love Reiner's suffering faces :D I also loved how shocked Falco was. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen, that why Eren told him to stay. He wants to save his life. I only wonder what will happen with the other kids.

reiner has baby hands

  CAN YOU PINPOINT THE EXACT MOMENT FALCO’S HEART SHATTERED? 1,700 Responses

This was not a fun chapter for our poor little bean. There was no shortage of moments with him looking on with wide-eyed horror as the situation was unfolding.  His expression on page 35 was the landslide winner. It’s the moment Falco realized Eren must’ve met Reiner during his time on Paradis.

My boy Falco doesn't deserve this.

DONT HURT BABBY FALCO 

Calm the f down Eren! You’re scaring Falco!

Falco is too precious for this messed up world

  WHAT IS RANDO MCSOLDIER WHISPERING TO MADS? 1,709 Responses

We have a poll meme now and don’t think I wont use it! Thank you to the 29.1% of you for playing along. We were a close second. Thank you also to everyone who took the question seriously. One respondent suggested they might be whispering about the fact that all the warriors were missing. I love that thought.

Yes. There's sour cream in Marley.

For the question of what Rambo McSoldier whispered, I'm actually kinda wondering if he's whispering about someone being missing from the crowd. (I.e, Reiner.)

how much farther is my sour cream joke going to go

I do NOT trust Eren one bit and we still do NOT know if there's sour cream. Crazy stuff man.

This wasn't an option for the question about what the soldier was whispering to Mads, but I thought it had to do with that panel where the guy on the rooftop said to "report it" no matter how small it is. The Marley soldier was relaying that report, whatever it is.

The lack of concern over the disappearance of all the Warriors from the audience is alarming...unless it's part of their plan, which removing the fighters from the crowd sounds like something inline with what Paradis would be attempting if they're about to hijack the play.

  CHARACTER ALLEGIANCES! WHICH SIDE DO YOU THINK EACH PERSON IS ULTIMATELY SUPPORTING?

So much uncertainty here! We are truly divided over Willy, Zeke and Kiyomi’s loyalties.

I do not think that Zeke would be on Paradis side, he had that chance and discarded it as an idiot.

The Warhammer Titan seems to know so very much about Paradis and the truth (and Eren's name) that I think it's no coincidence he looks like an adult long hair Armin.

Willy was such a sweet pie in this chapter. I wish he joined the Team Paradise.

Why did the Asian lady wish Willy good luck and then immediatly got away from the play as fast as she could? The plot thickens...

Everyone need to calm tf down and stop being huge mega douchebags on the whole warriors vs paradis sides of the fandom Ima lose my goddamn mind let yams tell the fucking story. This fandom is killing me far more effectively than yams ever could, crying Reiner or no!

The Asian lady and the rest of the Azumabito definitely know something, as they didn’t stay for Willy’s play, and she said that “she hoped he’d play his role ‘safely’”

What is Willy's game? With so many important people there, it is setup for a massacre. But, why tell the truth beforehand? There is a part of me thinking that it is all a setup to Willy simply saying we're all going back to Paradis.

  WHAT ALLIANCE DO YOU THINK IS MOST LIKELY? 1,697 Responses

EZ and REZ feelz so strong! A sizable percentage think Kiyomi is also a part of the alliance.

I love/hate how much Isayama plays with us (?).. this is the worst who is with  who and why and when and how is it its 99 chapters and i am stiff as confused as when i watched the first anime chapter in 2013...

Yeah, I still believe in Reiner + Zeke + Eren alliance. Grim Reminder won't happen and I will be a happy, happy fan." İt's amazing!

I think Willy is working with Armin, whereas, Eren is working with Zeke. Isayama did say they were going to split.

I think Zeke is helping Eren for the time being but I also think it is only a temporary alliance. He will double-cross Paradis like he did the Restorationists and Marley before the end, and he will be a sizable end-game threat to both Paradis and Marley.

"Lady" Kiyomi of the Azmabito family seemed like she was teasing Willy before his performance, since he was so nervous. But then, she said "you're very brave. And you know our family very well", she seemed like she was threatening Willy

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE CRAZY EREN. I think he's gonna offer an alliance with Reiner so they can both save the Eldians. I hope the SC will appear next chapter!

I'm willing to bet 'The Owl' Eren knew Willy and the Asian chick when he was still living.

  WHY WERE PORCO AND PEICK SEPARATED? 1,715 Responses

62% believe Porco and Pieck were captured to keep them from meddling. An even larger majority believe Zeke was in on it. Hmmmm....

about porco and pieck. I think they will be locked somewhere. But not to take their titan. Well, it's good opportunity to take their titan but... who wants do that anyway? Jean, connie? I think not.

PLEASE SAVE PIECK

"We done fucked up" -peick and porco

My favourite panel is Pieck looking at 'springer, not a shower' whilst falling into the sin bin. Wow, she's perfect.

Porko remains oblivious

  WAS ZEKE PART OF THE PLOT TO SEPARATE PORCO AND PEICK? 1,701 Responses

That would be a solid “yes”.

Zeke does seem to comply with too much questionable activity to not be working secretly with someone. He doesn't question being separated from Pieck and Porco, he's the only one not facing the guard that summons them, he let - encouraged- Reiner to go with Falco right as the ceremony started, and the baseball mitt Eren had likely had something to do with him. The Zekeret is still a wild card though so it makes all this hard to pinpoint.

  WHO IS THE SOLDIER THAT TOSSED PORCO AND PIECK INTO THE BALL PIT? 1,691 Responses

Nearly 80% of the fandom thinks Connie is  parading around Marley as a very tall Marleyan soldier. The write in responses on this were insane!

A pikupork shipper

Hajime Isayama

The Plothelping Titan

If Pieck knows him, the most probable option is Connie, buuuut... Is he even taller than Porco? He used to be really short, has he grown up?

When I first read the chapter and found similiarities between Connie and the trap-kun soldier I was like "what the fuck?!" And than I thought Connie being that soldier would be absolutely LIT.

I don't think any of the background characters are people we know. We saw how Isayama does that with Amputee-Kun, he appeared several chapters before the official reveal and there was no doubt once it was done. Trapdoor-kun, Helos Cosplayer, anyone else? Nope. as expected of pieck, she figured out the soldier was an impostor

Personally I really hate how people are making these predictions and analyzing details like chin shape in attempt to recognize him. We simply do not see enough of his face to tell who it is so it's pointless that people are arguing about it so vehemently. It could be Connie. I could be Levi. It most definitely isn't Armin. It could be a whole lot of people but right now at least half of the people will be wrong about it so arguing is going to get us nowhere. End of rant.

Zofia from the future, who traveled through paths

  DID PIECK PASS A MESSAGE TO THE SOLDIER SHE HUGGED? 1,717 Responses

Yes. As expected.    WHO IS THE HELOS COSPLAYER? 1,703 Responses

Jean trounced this poll question with 64.4% of the vote. “No one important” was second with 18.4%. 8% are hopeful it’s Levi.

A Majestic Stallion

A member of Paradis Team, but it is too early to say who

Jean dressed up as Levi aka the REAL Helos (Deja Vu).

Kenny "The Ripper" Ackerman rides again!

I want the Helos cosplayer to be Hange, but if it's not, Armin would be interesting.

  WHAT ARE YOU MOST HOPEFUL FOR IN CHAPTER 100? GO NUTS AND CHOOSE AS MANY AS YOU WANT. 1,718 Responses

1,161 (67.6%) Seeing the rest of the SC

1,134 (66%) Annie. Please. It’s been 84 years,

1,027 (59.8%) Information about character loyalties

1,013 (59%) Learning Willy’s “one solution”

875 (50.9%) The Warhammer Titan

788 (45.9%) Eren wreaking havoc

781 (45.5%) More Reiner suffering

747 (43.5%) RIP everyone sitting in the audience at the play

652 (38%) Grim Reminder

565 (32.9%) Action with the Asian Clan

534 (31.1%) Overwhelmed Falco turning into a falcon and flying away

Seeing the rest of the Survey Corps is our dearest wish, followed by a sighting of Annie. The most common write-in was simply “Levi”.

RIP Gabi and everyone else in the audience. But mostly Gabi.

I'm saying it now - there won't be another Grim Reminder. It would be the worst possible move to make. However, I can see some sort of staged assault happening.

What if chapter 100 is just an elaborate reenactment of the finale of shrek two where shrek and the gang ambush the castle with a collosal gingerbread man whilst fairy godmother sings. Honestly I would pay good money to see willy start singing 'i need a hero' with a choir behind him make it happen isayama I believe in you.

I am going to sell my soul for chapter 100

All the pieces are being set in place. It is about to begin. We don't know for sure what will happen but things are about to get wild. Prepare the feelingstrain cause we're all hopping aboard

  HOW BADLY DO YOU WANT TO RETURN TO THE ORIGINAL CAST ON PARADIS? 1,712 Responses

No matter how great a chapter is, we remain desperate for the original cast. Last month 34.5% select “5” on the poll. This month that number was up to 38.1%.

And gimme some of that paradis crew daddy yamyams ✊️💦✊️💦😩

I'm severely lacking in Ackervitaminz

I'm tired of Marley to be honest. I hope next chapter shakes me, because this chapter didn't at all.

i still wanna know what the little miserable gremlin man is doing and my badass child Hanji

I loved the Marley chapters, but GOD I NEED MY PARADIS CREW THE SNEAK PEAKS ARE KILLING ME

while I haven't really been in any rush to return to the main cast, I'll be really excited to learn that they've all infiltrated Marley in this way, and for some final smack down to begin soon.

It's just a setup chapter I just want my Mikasa fix.

GIVE ME MIKASA AND ARMIN  BACK. I MISSED MY BABIES. I WOULD SELL BOTH OF MY KIDNEYS TO SEE THEM WELL AND HAPPY AGAIN. JUST GIVE ME THAT WISH ON CHAPTER 100 ISAYAMA. AM I ASKING TOO MUCH?

  WHICH CHARACTERS DO YOU GENERALLY ENJOY THE MOST 1,717 Responses

Cries forever for my vets.

Nearly 100 chapters in and I feel like I'm losing my damn mind. Oof. Isayama...amazing. PS: I will continue to select 'The Vets' even long after The Vets are gone!!!

(fist bumps you, my friend!)

   WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES 1,695 Responses

Last month this question was 40% Tumblr and 48% Reddit. This month Reddit was most active on the poll with 56.8% of the responses. The other platforms remained consistent.

"Where do you primarily discuss the series" giving 4chan the silent treatment?  Although I guess what they do doesn't really count as discussing.

  ANY OTHER CHAPTER THOUGHTS YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE? We had 360 write-in responses and some were essay sized in length! Thank you all for your enthusiasm! Here’s a portion of the comments.

  EXTRA DANCC

It's about to be lit fam

NERD-SQUAD TO THE RESCUE! Nothing but goosebumps for that entire chapter thankyou.

If Helos is actually a lie created by Marley and Tybur, then was the devil of all the earth a lie too? Or did it exist in reality? Will it return? And how the hell could Tybur know of Kenny and Uri sitting in front of that lake? Does he have some spies on Paradis? All this stuff is just becoming more and more fishy...

I want everyone to die.

Is it just me or did Reiner lose weight? Not aroused. Isayama sensei please try harder.

Pieck grabbing Zophia's shoulders. 100%. A+. As expected.

Okay, so, we've been speculating like mad on how Eren arrived in Marley. Reiner asked the same thing. And Isayama, through Eren's words, answered us: "is that really what you want to ask first?" LIKE DAMN, at this point I'm sure Isayama reads our blogs. At least he answered the "Why", kinda...

for god sake. reiner's suffering have to stop TTTTT-TTTTT

Bertl deserve this world.

Isayama has officially changed his icon to Reiner. Protagonist confirmed. It was Reiner's story all along. We were just along for the ride. The very traumatic ride.

I love the parallel between Reiner and that old man that hanged himself back in Paradis. I'm quite sure that Reiner, like the hanged-man, is looking for judgement. Cool to see how Bert nightmares played a big role in the end.

sc stans are insane I wonder how bad  will Reiner's strabismus be when Eren ultimately touchs the Bertolt and Annie subject.

needs more porco

Is Eren gonna sacrifice himself for the sake of saving the world as a scapegoat? Will his death be the only meaningful one in the whole series??

I hope to God Armin has a different haircut.

Learning that we're getting ova of Lost Girls and reading this chapter was the best way to start my week. I love you I wish Isayama hadn't made Reiner so hot. Too hard to focus on everything else going on =\

if reiner wants to get judged maybe he should look to judge judy for judgement, that'd be lit

I love my shifter kids, but they're fucked.

I don’t personally think there will be a Grim reminder 2.0, Paradis people, ie Armin, Hanji and all, usually don’t fight fire with more fire, they plan better shenanigans. Also, how they would be considered better than marleyans if they did the same stuff? They won’t play this low, they also know that Grim reminder™️ Is everything but effective.

Isayama why it's great that we have all those informative, descriptive chapters but something need to happen. I hope that next chapter will be full of action.

SHOW ME MIKASA AND LET HER AND EREN  BE MARRIED. And let annie be alive and well and dont make reiner any sadder. #chap100 No

Soldier, who are you? Willy, what are you really trying say? Eren, will you start causing some trouble? Levi, come out!" AAAAAAAAAAAaa!!!!

Pieck was actually exactly right! I always loved her design and oppressed but trying her best herb merchant aesthetic. So cool that she saved the lives of Reiner and Zeke, her influence on character relationships and the plot.

In RtS I wanted Reiner dead. Half to end his suffering, half to be vindicated for the things he'd done, but I guess it was Berty Beetle's turn.

I miss Levi so much, it's been such a long time since we've seen him and all I want is for him to keep his promise to Erwin and obliterate Zeke.  I can see him now, sitting with his arms crossed as Zeke enters the room.  "Been a while, you piece of shit.  Not so tough now when you're not ripping a bunch of people in half with rocks, eh?"  He cracks his knuckles.  "I will destroy you.  I will make it hurt.  Because you killed Erwin Smith and I promised him, I *promised him* that I would end this fight for him." Ahhhh please Isayama. <3

CHAOS FOR THE CHAOS GOD The slow build has been so worth it, we're all going to hell and I can't wait

Annie is alive. That shouldn't be a point of discussion anymore,

Please make my children happy, they suffered enough

I really think Jean is the Helos cosplayer because of face/mouth shape. That might be wishful thinking though :') Also DAMN EREN REALLY IS HOBO DADDY

ISAYAMA CAN YOU PLEASE DRAW BERTL FAMILY OR PHOTO OF HOOVER HOUSE OR WHAT SO I CAN REST IN PEACE I WANNA BERTL AGAIN I DONT CARE WITH OTHERS 

I just want to say that the chapter 99 pre release megathread on /r/ShingekiNoKyojin was one of the best things to ever happen, and i'm proud to be a part of it.

Now i just want to see jean What if we're all just too hopeful and in reality the helos cosplayer and trapdoor-kun are just normal people. If Annie isn’t coming back I’m rioting honestly. Also where TF is mikasa?!

I LOVE PIECK SO MUCH she is becoming one of my fave characters. Also hopefully nothing happens to cause Reiner’s mental state to become worse than it is right now. CAN’T WAIT FOR NEXT CHAPTER I think the Asian woman is Mikasa. My evidence to support this claim is that after she talked to Willy, she said ‘let’s go’ to her body guards. As if she knows what’s going on.

Seeing Pieck being smart and quick-witted made me like her even more. I'd be very sad if she ends up being killed or if Porco and her never truly meet the original main cast. Give us those warriors/soldiers interactions Isayama.

Annie...please...it has been too long now...

Regarding Eren he ackwonledged that Reiner and co. were just clueless kids trying to save the world when they destroyed the Wall. And he is stating that he as well has been forced in this role. I think he is trying to bring Reiner to his side as well as to remove a Warrior (and Falco) from the stage where things will soon go wild.

This shit was lit lit lit!!! I need war!

If the marley arc was a dubstep song, this chapter was the part where the song builds up in speed and frequency and ends right before it levels off and the beat subsequently drops. Ya feel? Warriors, come out to plaaaaay.

IMO PIECK IS ON EREN'S SIDE AND SHE ACTED IN FRONT OF PORCO

I want to know who works with who (especially ZEKE), how they arrived in Marley, I want the SC but also I really love the Warriors, asdfghjkl I really don't know what to expect but I love the way Isayama keeps us on this subtle line between ""OMG"" and ""WTF MAN"". I want some answers!  AND I DEFINITELY WANT ANNIE BACK

I hope Sasha is in Marley too. She needs pizza.

Too few panels of Marco's death. 😠

i miss zeke memes

PATHS

I love the art in the recent chapters. I will forgive slow pacing for good art.

Karina is a bitch

Isayama give Reiner a break or kill him already, end the suffering pls

And lastly, the Rick and Morty copypasta meme made it's way into our poll. I laughed!

To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Attack on Titan. The humor is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Eren's nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation - his personal philosophy draws heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realize that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Attack on Titan truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Zeke's existential catchphrase "As expected of Pieck 👉😶👉," which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Hajime Isayama's genius unfolds itself on their television screens. What fools... how I pity them. 😂 And yes by the way, I DO have a Reiner and Historia tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- And even they have to demonstrate that they're within 5 IQ points of my own (preferably lower) beforehand.

Thank you also to those left nice comments about the poll. We appreciate it!

[tiefighter]

okay so the first part of the dream was unimportant but the second part of the dream just hit me like a tonne of bricks so I'm gonna write it out

I was in a group of people, and it was sort of like destiny? We just couldn't die, so in the end it turned into some sort of weird tournament where we were still regular people, but it was a "how long can we stay alive" and "how long can we avoid X and do Y for before we die" thing. And I was okay at it? I ended up getting a lot of points on what was called "the Pin" because it was like well shit, here we go lets just have some fun.

And then things started getting weird. Something birdlike started showing up in people's shadows, and could move from shadow to shadow. The only time you were safe from it was when it was literally noon, and the hottest part of the day is the time you don't wanna be balling around and getting into shit. So eventually, something went wrong and we lost the ability to come back from death.

And that's when people started attacking us, trying to stop us from getting into the regular part of the population and spreading this disease. And we started attacking back, and we started WINNING so they were like fuck, what do we do

fuck fuck fuck

I know, turn it into a game show

So these pins we had, they turned it into some sort of points system. And I was the first one to open the door, to combine the shields I'd collected from avoiding all the shit and open the door into what was basically a wonderland of fuckery, like guns, old weapons, backpacks, all that sort of shit. And people went for all this shit right, like they went straight for the guns and didn't even bother taking them out of the box, blah blah blah and I went straight for knife town, and started getting shit like beanies and shirts and a makeshift shortbow and shit.

And I started making friends.

Friends were very important. There were vendors, and nobody tried to attack them b/c hey, you don't fucking do that and food was short, and we were forced to give up all our money and the dude who was doing it was really upset b/c my winnings from the game was actually quite a lot?

There was this extra thing to do, like an obstacle course and it was brutal. Like it was gonna be nasty. Survival level shit, and I had enough badges to shift onto my pin that I could be the first in there, so I fucking did it and didn't tell anyone. I just went around and helped my friends select their gear, grabbed my backpack full of stuff and grabbed a gun and bunch of knives and a garotte and a fishing spear and shit.

And then there was this makeshift section where someone had figured out how to harness these dragon looking bat things, and all the shit you'd been collecting like the shields and stuff, you could use them to a) tame and b) boost these little shits so I did that into one that was pretty average on the strength front but held a lot of data, because that was important for some reason.

And the last part of the dream was me taking all my shit, packed as tightly into my bag as I could, including a water bottle and some various other shit that would be important, my meds, all that shit and fucking off through the door to the course, where I was gonna meet this dude who was gonna go through it with me

And somehow, it was really important that I'd gotten a bunch of caution tape and smashed that into my bag ___ There were some cool characters in it too. There was the dude who made himself invaluable because he was the one sorting all the food and shit, and nobody thought to question it until he fucking had all of it. And then there was the asian woman who was content to make shit for other people as long as they kept her alive, and she was kind and gentle and fucking didn’t deserve this shit. And then there was the girl I taught about knives, about how she was going to protect herself, and then there was a dude who was “practicing” being a shithead to his wife until I put my fishing spear at his throat and told him to fucking stop, and she looked at me like she’d seen a ghost and went inside and had nothing to do with him anymore. It was full of women who were important and gentle and kind and full of men who were seriously into this whole murder thing, and instead of us all going Fuck You I don’t wanna kill anyone, we just. Prepared, just in case. because we didn’t trust anyone.  And I fucked off immediately because I knew the cripple was gonna be the first one they come for. 

[romcomathon2016]

What If (Canada, 2013)

Predictions: Alex has seen this movie. Kat...knew it starred Daniel Radcliffe? Thus, she predicted that it was about him wandering about town, wondering, "What if I were a wizard?" Stay tuned for as many Harry Potter jokes as we can possibly squash into this entry.

Plot: Daniel Radcliffe is a sad sack who has not yet gotten over his breakup of over a year ago. He drags himself to a party at his friend Adam Driver's house, where he meets Adam Driver's cousin, Zoe Kazan. They have a lot in common, and he immediately likes her, but upon walking her home he learns that she has a boyfriend. Since he is a decent person, they become friends instead.

Time passes. They continue to be friends. Zoe Kazan continues to have a boyfriend.

More time passes. Zoe Kazan's boyfriend, hotshot copyright lawyer, moves to Dublin for what is supposed to be six months. Daniel Radcliffe and Zoe Kazan hang out even more, growing ever closer. Adam Driver marries a girl he met at that same party. Daniel Radcliffe realizes that he needs to express his feelings, but (blah blah blah) this winds up going terribly, and he and Zoe Kazan stop talking, even though she has broken up with her boyfriend anyway. Zoe Kazan takes a promotion in Taiwan, and Daniel Radcliffe decides to go back to medical school. Adam Driver and his wife host Zoe Kazan's going-away party, and, at the last minute, Daniel Radcliffe decides to attend. They make up (and out! We will never tire of this incredibly lame barely-a-joke; hope you are looking forward to seeing it approximately 50 more times on this blog).

More time passes. It turns out they got married. How nice.

Best Scene: We really liked this movie, and it's almost entirely adorable stuff between Daniel Radcliffe and Zoe Kazan, so it's tough to pick. One of our favorite parts, though, is when they first start becoming friends and are emailing each other. Just one of many lovely and organic parts to this film.

Worst Scene: Maybe the sequence where we're shown the construction of a “Fool's Gold” sandwich? A butter-covered loaf of bread, filled with peanut butter, jam, and 1 lb. crispy bacon. The internet says that it's "surprisingly good," but we find that difficult to believe. However, the internet also says that it's 8000 calories, which we do not find difficult to believe.

Best Line: "I have a dead-end job, I live in my sister's attic, and I never go out. ...Uh, correcting pronunciation is my old thing, actually. My new thing is oversharing." -- Daniel Radcliffe, making a winning first impression upon Zoe Kazan. There are actually a lot of funny and/or touching lines in this movie, though. This just happened to be one that we remembered. Props to this movie! There was only one line in it we hated (see below).

Worst Line: Sigh. In the middle of this movie, there is your standard one-trick joke about Adam Driver accidentally sleeping with a trans woman. HERE'S THE THING ABOUT THIS JOKE: besides its being, you know, transphobic, it is SUCH A LAME, OLD, CONSTANTLY-REUSED GARBAGE PIECE OF JOKE. This shitty joke has appeared in basically every piece of media we've seen since middle school. Honestly. Come up with a new offensive joke, if you must.

Highlights of the Watching Experience: Toronto is beautiful, y'all!!!! So is Dublin. All the scenery in this movie, A+. We really covet Zoe Kazan and Daniel Radcliffe's neighborhood. The walkability score looks excellent. But why are Daniel Radcliffe and his sister (both clearly British) living in Canada? Zero backstory was provided. Are their parents...also in Canada? Their parents seem to originally have been doctors in London… Discuss.

How Many POC in the Film: Basically none. Bad job, movie. The most we got was the knowledge that Daniel Radcliffe and Zoe Kazan had each dated one person of color in the past. Really, movie Canada? Even Hogwarts has, like, three or four POC, and that's in movie BRITAIN.

Alternate Scenes: The scene in which Daniel Radcliffe and Zoe Kazan are out in the city of Toronto, and 50% of the background actors are POC. Alternately, a movie about the zombie apocalypse, in which super-pale Daniel Radcliffe turns out to be Patient Zero. It could still be a romcom, though. But they would be forever separated by his zombie-ness. So maybe not a romcom. A romantic zombie drama. A romzom...dram. Who wants to fund this?? Any takers????

Was the Poster Better or Worse than the Film: Worse. What is happening in this poster???? It is like the fridge magnets have come alive in an insect-y swarm between them. No, we don't want that. We would not watch that movie.

Score: 8 out of 10 Harry-Potter-hangs-out-with-Kylo-Ren smooches. Guys, this is Adam Driver's least abhorrent role! He is...perhaps a touch too free-spirited, but otherwise, he is mostly okay. He even has some pretty funny lines from time to time. His face is still weird, though.

Ranking: 10, out of the 78 movies we’ve seen so far. Not bad! Worth watching, if you haven't seen it and are interested in enjoying some beautiful shots of unrealistically-white Toronto. (Seriously, though, what is this city in which even Chinatown doesn't have any people of color? Is that Chinatown that Zoe Kazan and her boyfriend are strolling through? Kat genuinely thought it was, like...an Asian-themed farmers' market. Red lanterns. White people. You know.)

[lemonade-of-gods]

Erza's being shamed by villainous characters in each case. As in bad guys who are supposed to do bad stuff. She kicks ass and wins in each case (in fact, the way she wins in the Tartaros arc is a case of verging into Mary Sue power level ridiculousness altogether, but that's another story.)

Honestly what else are villainous characters supposed to do in a torture scene??? Nowhere in the script does it say we're supposed to approve of Kyouka/dragonslayer lady humiliating Erza and if anyone is shipping them and writing smut about these two, congratulations, you've discovered Foe Yay, lots of ladies are into that

And I'll also say that I agree; none of the characters are very well developed (with the exception of Gray, he has the most consistent character development and I could make a case for Jellal too)

And ahh, the "realistic armour" argument.

Here's the thing: that's a subjective opinion.

Is it realistic that Erza's armour is going to protect me if I wear it? Not likely even with the magic in it

Am I bothered about it? Nah. On the contrary its sexy. In fact, it's even empowering, especially in a country like Japan which is still very patriarchal today.

In Asian countries like Japan and India, the ideal woman according to patriarchy (the Yamato Nadeshiko/Adarsh Bahu) is a prude, dresses conservatively, wears little to no makeup. Growing up we're taught not to wear makeup ("it's for sluts"/"no one back home wears it, what will people say?") or dress in any matter that may attract men.

(in some places its as extreme as being forbidden to wear jeans and t shirt instead of traditional clothing like salwar kameez, and in my state Kerala (highest literacy rates, most progressive) we were told not to wear leggings so as to not distract boys studying with us.)

(And before you say anything please do your research first, because western society is leagues ahead compared to Indian society in terms of progress of women's rights, and our dynamics are a lot different from yours. Same goes for Japan)

Just look at Indian media for example. It was always the Good Traditional Soft Spoken Girl With Good Values that wins in the end, not the Modern Girl who Smokes and Drinks And Doesn't Uphold Indian Cultural Values (or be sanskari as we call it). If the Good Girl was humiliated like how Erza was tortured, if the Good Girl was sexually assaulted, then her honour would be lost, her life would be ruined and she would become a liability to her family.

Contrast that with FT. You have ladies wearing unorthodox clothing (skimpy even!!). Yet the narrative doesn't punish them for it. 3/4 ladies (kinda) get their man, but their characterisation isn't revolving around it:

one is the MC who's journey we follow, who's both intelligent and sexy

Another is one of the Strongest Mages alive who everyone fears and respects, who wins over and over again

Yet another was an S-Class mage, loves and cares for her teammates and is actually a nice person (barring her jealous stalker persona, yeesh). She dresses more conservatively but she's not made out to be better because of it

They get humiliated, but they stand up and fight and win and they are treated with the respect they rightfully deserve. And all this by being their badass, sexy selves.

Again, you're welcome to drop it or design whatever other armour you think is best, but don't think that it's objectively terrible. There's anime out there that makes Fairy Tail look like it went through a film censor board.

Will I criticise Mashima and be disappointed in some of his actions? yes

Do I still like Fairy Tail and respect the work? Yes

Does that make me a fake fan? No

[kurtstyne]

[6:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: them? [6:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: What you indicate? [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: the audios [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: audios dont know if shes recording them or not [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: she had problems at work so Im helping her now [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: a guy tried to abuse her [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: t_t [6:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im telling her to resing the job [6:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: what you mean? [6:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: she ddnt told her parents, is telling me [6:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: there’s a guy at her work who’s married with the owner’s daughter who tried to kiss her [6:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and she freaked out [6:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and asked me all nervous what to do [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: She is pretty? [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: So im telling her to resing and leave that place [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: It is so weird [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is not weird [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is normal that guys does that [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: well at least here in western world [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Her co-worker is very rude [6:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but she freaked out [6:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: guys are always rude [6:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: there’s a reason Im going under makeover [6:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Men respect me more when my hair is dark [6:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: just to give you an example [6:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but when Im blonde nobody respect me [6:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: The beauty can be toxic. [6:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No, guys are jerks [6:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: sorry no offense. [6:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Beauty has nothing to do with that [6:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u can be ugly and if they want to abuse they will do it ayway [6:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but from personal experience [6:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when my hair is black or brown [6:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: guys respect me more [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: now when Im my blonde self [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: they think Im dumb [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and easy [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is a stereotype [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Which is your original color of hair? [6:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont know if this guy is asian or not [6:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but like she works at kroean places I think is korean [6:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: My real color is strawberry blonde [6:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is kinda redish [6:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: my mom is redhead [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but in summer gets very blonde [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when i was a kid it was very blonde but it changes [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I prefer it  dark [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Which you prefer? [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: it suits me more [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: in person is better even [6:34 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I mean ‘Which color*’ [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: dark [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: makes my face …like [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont know like I look angry [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when Im blonde I look stupid [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: there were men who stopped talking to me depending the color of my hair [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I Agree [6:35 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Agree what? [6:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: it sucks to be stereotyped [6:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Your vibe depends on hair color [6:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I always get stereotyped and I cant do anything about it [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I had every color u can imagine [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but it always gets back to blonde because the hair dye simply fades [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Stereotype.. [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: yes [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ppl label me just for the hair [6:37 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or the way I look [6:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so thats the reason I study lots [6:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: to dont be like they think I am [6:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: If you are born again, you would be born as male? [6:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im sorry about today tho [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Oh yes [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I would [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: life would be easier [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: a man with my intelligence would be respected [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: instead I have to double prove everything [6:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: If only you know…all the shit I went through [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you woyld see me different [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im still alive because Im strong [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: If you was man, you might have be fighter. [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and i have strong values [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: been* [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: probably [6:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but life would have been different [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u are lucky you are a guy [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: to be a woman is hell sometimes [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: But i envy you [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and Im not talking about femininsm because i hate that shit [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: sorry [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: envy what? [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im the one who envies you [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U have a dick [6:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I wish  had one [6:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Now that sounds weird but yes I wish [6:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Female usually live longer than male. [6:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: hold on my dad is calling [6:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: done [6:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: envy what? [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Envy [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ahhh [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No really it depends [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U dont wanna be a female [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Dick is uncomfortable [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: tits are uncomfroatble too [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Especially in summer [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is they’re big like mine [6:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: in summer [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: it hurts like hell [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You win [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No justthat [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: 😅 [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: its heavy [6:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I wanna get rid of them because they’re heavy [6:45 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I can’t run much it hurts. [6:45 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: os if I wanna sleep on them is hard. [6:45 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or* [6:46 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and the periods… [6:46 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ugh [6:46 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: annoying thing [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: guys have it easier [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and u dont get pregnant [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: The pain of giving birth to baby [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: yes [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im paranoid of that [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: getting pregnant [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ugh no [6:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Sacrifice is worthy. [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont think id ever have babies [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: The destiny of women is worthy. [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is a lot of responsability [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im not selfish [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: this world is horrible [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont think I wanna bring a baby here [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Women have made this world and guys [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I know [6:48 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but I dont think I want to have babies [6:49 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont like this world [6:49 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is too cruel [6:49 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: too inhuman [6:49 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im not that selfish [6:49 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: So [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I don’t like going outside [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but i think is a gift of god [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont like outside either [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I like to be stuck in my room [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: in the dark [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: in front my pc [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: some ppl thinks is a pathetic life [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but I like it [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: These days, doomsday [6:50 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: It is [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: why u dont like to go outside? [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is there a reason? [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Pathetic??? [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Too hot. [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I personally dont like it because I like to be in the dark of a room [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Cuz of summer😂 and cruel world [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: hot or cold I just dont like to be outiside [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: hahaha [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U got bullied? [6:51 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Abused? [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Bullied? [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: yes [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when kids make fun of u at school [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or beat you [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and stuff [6:52 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: No [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Okay [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I got abused [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: for example [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I started smoking at 13 years old [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: And my parents never knew [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I hid it all my life [6:53 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: really? I started smoking when I get nervous [6:54 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when Im pressured [6:54 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: So there, you know something not even my parents know [6:54 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: And i started riding motorcycle at 14 years old [6:54 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: That’s good [6:54 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: a normal childhood [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: well if u lived here that would be normal [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m normal [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont know much about your culture [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or how you culture see some things [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but smoking or motorcycle is pretty normal here [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Then, i’m universally normal . [6:55 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: yes [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: In the other hand I think Im not normal [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I wanna abuse drug with you [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think of myself as someone unusual [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: drug? what u mean? [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Could you? [6:56 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U know I never know if you ask me things because you wanna do them or because you are testing me [6:57 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Both [6:57 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and why u wanna do that? [6:57 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Because you wanna see me all indefense [6:57 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ? [6:57 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: For pleasure of unknown [6:58 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I like update [6:58 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Don’t use that word with me [6:58 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: What is indefense? [6:59 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: being weak [6:59 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you want me weak? [6:59 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: The irony with you [7:01 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U know what [7:01 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: ? [7:01 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: What [7:01 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I don’t like the power you have over me [7:01 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: But i’m stronger than you in reality [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Physically [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I know [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but Im saying power [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: as the power your persona has over me [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: the effect [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you remember Superman? [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: he was weak to the krypnite [7:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: kryptonite [7:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: What is mean 'over me’? [7:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think I am weak about you [7:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Like Surpass? [7:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: In simple words: I like you so much that I think you could do anything with me [7:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you are dangerous for me [7:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Ah- [7:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Yes, i am [7:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: But i can give you pleasure [7:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I told you once, if you give me a few kisses Im all lost [7:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Are you fucked up? [7:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: be honest with me [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Don’t be serious. [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im not being serious [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Just KD [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No ure nt kidding [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: We can’t make meet, you know [7:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ure being serious [7:07 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ok I understand [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Actually, i have no interest on drugs. [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: It is strictly illegal in Korea. [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: God [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I just like coffeee and smoking [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: what are u pkaying [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: do u really think Im a toy or what? [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Pkay? [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: play [7:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U have me in constant test [7:09 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Look [7:09 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think you think I do drugs because Im a writer [7:09 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I already know you didn’t, you don’t, you will don’t. [7:09 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I have already known* [7:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and I never did [7:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but I know about them lots [7:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Actually you love pleasure, are’t you? [7:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Yes who doesnt? but I dont do anything. Im not whore [7:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You hate them? [7:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Do you have motivation of being hater? [7:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No but I dont want to be stereotyped as one [7:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U know how the world is [7:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: if a woman feels comfortable in her body [7:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and enjoys sex she immediately is labeled as a slut [7:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or a whore [7:13 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Is that valid? In case of playing with boyfriend? [7:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: That’s different [7:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I believe with a boyfriend is ok [7:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im saying that I dont do anything out of relationship [7:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: For instance [7:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I didnt had sex with my korean ex [7:15 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I have problem. [7:15 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because the times we were together I was on my period and he blamed me [7:15 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: what problem? [7:15 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: blaming me like I can control such thing. [7:16 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: That was awful [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: No, nothing [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: tell me [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You can’t solve my concern [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U know I dont judge [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I have huge desire of pleasure. [7:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: This is my concern [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im gunna ask you something [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: have u had this pleasure before you got ur heart broken? [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: this desire for pleasure I mean [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im gunna be honest with you [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Say [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so let me [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: tell you first [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I have this thing called hypersexuality [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Okay, say [7:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I want it all the time [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: But I repress it [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so I eat lots [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: or I do lots of things to keep my mind busy [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont do it [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: So i kinda know what it feels [7:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: no. I KNOW what it feels. [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: But the first time I did it [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: It was so damn traumatic that it left a mark in me [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so i repress it [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: What mark [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: My ex who was a british guy [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Yes [7:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Made a bet with his friends [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I was part of a bet [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I didnt know [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I thought he loved me [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but he was just playing with me [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so when he came here [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: played the bf [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: then did it with me [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: totally left me afterwards [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and exposed me on a forum [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: in front of a lotofppl [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: IT TRAUMATIZED ME [7:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I had to lead with it by myself [7:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: nobody know this. Just my friend who died [7:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I deal with my stuff alone [7:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: even when I have ppl on the psycholgy field everywhere [7:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont tell these things to anyone [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Even to police? [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I hate british men [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I had to report the forum bacl in the day [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: back* [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m sorry for hear that. [7:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because there’s a hate thing between Argentina and England [7:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: for some islands [7:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so these guys played with me [7:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: to mock me [7:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: That’s the reason I dont do it, but I have the same kind of desire u have [7:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Don’t belive love too much [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: All guys are same [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I do believe in it [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im a woman [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im still very naive [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I think i can’t repress [7:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Like you [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I am more than you. [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and what do you do? [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: ? [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Writing keeps my mind busy [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Do what? [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: very busy [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u said u cant repress it [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so Im asking what do you do? [7:26 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you masturbate? [7:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: LOL [7:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: No comment [7:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: whats so funny? [7:27 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u get laid with everyone? [7:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Sex is bad? [7:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No [7:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Usually [7:28 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Sadly [7:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: usually what? [7:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I tch m s [7:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: what is that? [7:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Just say it [7:29 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: ? [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Um [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ? [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Um.. [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so u get laid lots? [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: when u sad u didnt. So u lied to me [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I know you are smart [7:30 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I already know that mean [7:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Who is that [7:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: who [7:31 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: On your profile pic [7:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: why [7:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Kojima. It’s a joke I set for a friend who’s still crying over a videogame that was cancelled ages ago. [7:32 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Ah- [7:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: If i was born women, i would have been whore. [7:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: lol [7:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: is ok I dont judge [7:33 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: If ure saying all these things to push me away [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Vix [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Okay,,, I’m sleepy [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: ok [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: sleep well then [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: See you [7:36 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Thx [7:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think I wont send the audio then. Is totally in vain now. [7:38 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Okay [7:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U won. [7:39 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: No, i don’t [7:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Yes you did. I will leave you alone. [7:40 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: It’s obvious you are pushing me away. [7:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: XX [7:41 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u are just playing with me [7:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and I was nothing but a good person with you [7:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I don’t make meet , yet. [7:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: why u ahte me so much? [7:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: hate* [7:42 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I don’t hate you. [7:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: so [7:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you despite me [7:43 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Why did you think like that? [7:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: hahaha. I should go to bed. [7:44 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because u push me away [7:45 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I didn’t [7:45 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Is not my fault I like you [7:46 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m not good as much as your thought. [7:46 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: CU [7:47 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: But I want you anyway 

[8:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think now you prefer talking with that leelo person that’s why u lose interst into talking with me. [8:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: If that so, when you are more sober I would like to ask you something [8:02 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: a ultimate thing [8:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I cant listen now [8:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Yes you can [8:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Ask me [8:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Sure [8:03 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Why u do this to me? [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Not today [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I want you sober [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and nice not like this [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Okay [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: U hate me? [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m sleepy [8:04 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m not drunken [8:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: No, i don’t [8:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but you lose interest in me [8:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: its obvious [8:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Plz don’t make me doing repeat.. [8:05 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You know, you already ask me samething in several times [8:06 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Im sorry [8:07 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I feel like Ive lost 2 years of my life you know [8:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but if u are sleepy, I’ll write you in 20 hours or 10 [8:08 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I just dont wanna think I’ve lost 2 years of my life. [8:09 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I think you don’t trust me now. [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You losed trust. [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I didn’t fake you befor. [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: No Is not that [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Believ me [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: fake what? [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: u are breaking my heart so bad [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I gave up the most important thing of my life for you [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I mean i never have faken you befor [8:10 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and u dont even appreciate it [8:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and no other wuld have done that [8:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but i didnt it for you [8:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: So what you want.. [8:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Tell me.. [8:11 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I do for you [8:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Tell your brother to unblock me so I can tell him about my book. And I will leave you alone [8:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because its obvious u dont want me [8:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I gave up that for you [8:12 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because I cared more about you that my work [8:13 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but now u found better ppl and i cant compete [8:13 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont wanna lose 2 years of my life [8:13 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I will miss you terribly and u will lose a great person because I know my worth and Im a great person. but that was just your choice [8:13 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you are exchanging rocks for diamonds. [8:14 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: But is up to you. [8:16 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You hurt me, too.. [8:16 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: How.. [8:16 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: its you the one leaving me [8:16 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: .. [8:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I told you a million times I am in love with you [8:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: All fault always is mine. [8:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but you said so many things [8:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont see how I hurt you when Im always over you [8:17 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: trying to make u feel loved [8:18 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Now i’m headache [8:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I know you said love me [8:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Then, if we make relationship like couple , how we could date or do something? [8:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: It doesn’t make sense. [8:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: 😅 [8:19 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: i know. Im aware of that [8:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Its clear is not easy but if you make it so hard and u want to let me go [8:20 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: at least do that for me [8:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Do that = my brother [8:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Right? [8:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: Yes. Because my book [8:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You don’t want to be blocked [8:21 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: he blocked me because he doesnt even know who I was [8:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: But i already give you help one time , you know [8:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: just say u dont want to help [8:22 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because its very obvious now [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: …….. [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I’m sad. [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I need the time to think [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I need time too [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Let’s talk tomorrow [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: because I left eveything for you [8:23 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: and u dont even appreciate it [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Burden [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I know I am. [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I think [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you want me too [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: You maybe press me [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: but like is hard [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: you just act this way [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I dont pressure you on doing nothing [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Victoria: I said it’s up to you [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Anyway [8:24 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: See you [8:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: I must go [8:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: Let’s talk tomorrow [8:25 PM, 8/9/2018] Taesun: :)