and i screwed up so i had to go back and remake it

anonymous asked:

you're hcs are so cute im always waiting for the next post 💞 can u do a lil RFA + Saeran reacting to an MC who's happy most of the time but finds it draining and recharges by being really quiet and ignoring people? (This is the first time it happened lmao)

Ohhhh I’m totally like that! lol it’s not easy being an introvert, am I right?

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RFA + Saeran with an introvert MC

Zen

  • It was after a premiere of one of his musicals, you were perfect back there!
  • You smiled to the photographers and even gave interviews, Zen didn’t have to do a thing, he just watched you being as good as him at this.
  • Then you two got home and he wanted to comment on everything, what you thought about the musical, if you liked the costumes, the songs and all.
  • “It was cool.” Oh… cool? That’s it?
  • Apparently it was, since you didn’t say anything else. You changed to your pajamas and grabbed a book to read in the living room.
  • He was tired, and also very worried. Was it that bad? If he knew you would hate that much, he would have get that another role… but… you sounded so excited before…
  • “Something wrong?” you ask him, now he notices he’s been staring at you for a while, to the point you let go of your book, concerned.
  • “I… don’t know. Is there something wrong, babe? What didn’t you like about the musical? The songs? The lines, I know it was a little cliché, but I thought it was interesting somehow and…”
  • “Zen, what are you talking about?” “It’s okay, babe. You hated the musical. “No, I didn’t.” “So why did you say it was cool?” “Because… it was cool?”
  •  “No, it wasn’t! You hate it! You pretended you enjoy to not make me look like a fool to the press, but you didn’t like it and now you won’t even talk to me about it! Was my acting bad?”
  • Okay, you’re tired, and normally you wouldn’t put up with this drama right now, but… look at him! He’s so worried and… hurt? This is painful to you too.
  • Then you explain about always being like this. You’re an introvert, you can handle a few good hours dealing with people, but after a while, you need a rest from all of this.
  • He totally understands. Sometimes he feels the same, but in a different proportion from you, of course.
  • “I’m sorry, babe. I’ll let you get back to your book, tomorrow you tell me what is it about, okay?” he kissed your forehead and let you with your book.
  • Maybe he can turn the story in it into a musical just for you?

Yoosung

  • It happened after a geek convention.
  • He thought you wouldn’t want to go with him, but the minute you walked in, he was the one dragged to every single stand.
  • You were so excited, taking pics with the cosplayers, buying doujinshis, even joining karaoke contests.
  • He swears he fell in love with you all over again. All the guys there wishe they had a girlfriend who likes these things as much as you do.
  • But as soon as you get home, you just grab your phone and stares at it like your life depends on it.
  • He asks what you want for dinner. “Whatever. You choose.”
  • Poor boy is remaking all his steps to know when he screwed up to get you mad. Was he too close to that girl with a very revealing cosplay?
  • Oh… he knew he should have joined you on a duet in the karaoke, but what can he do? He’s super shy!
  • He doesn’t even know where to start his apology, so he does what he knows best: omurice. With a “sorry” and a sad face made of ketchup.
  • “Why are you sorry?” you ask, concerned. “I… I don’t know.” Well… this isn’t going anywhere…
  • “I swear I had my hands behind my back the whole time with that cosplayer and… I’ll sing any duet you want to sing in the next con.”
  • “Oh… thank you, but you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable. It’s fine, honey.” “But… why are you mad, then?” “I’m not mad, I’m just…”
  • Oh… now you get it. POOR THING! You two never went to an event this big with these many people, so he didn’t know this little feature of yours.
  • And when you explain, he’s so relieved you’re not mad at him, and he totally understands, these things are pretty overwhelming for him as well.
  • You two eat the omurice together and lay on the bed a little later, you messing on your phone, he on his, and you both humming the same song, like a duet.

Jaehee

  • The cafe never been so crowded.
  • You two were taking orders, making coffee, checking the cashier, all at once.
  • If she had to do this by herself, she’s pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to handle, but having you smiling like you are in a parade or something gives her the strength she needs.
  • Seriously, you’re not even fazed, you keep smiling and being extra nice to even the most rude customers, and this makes her feel like she should keep up to you.
  • She closed the cafe with the deepest sigh she could give. Lord! This was tiring! What do you think? Oh… you’re already going away.
  • She finishes closing the store and reaches you in the sidewalk, almost panting. 
  • You don’t even look at her, you keep looking forward with your arms crossed against your chest, as if you were… sad.
  • B-but why? Why would you be sad? What happened? Was that customer that rude to you? Oh… no, maybe it was that time when she yelled at you to get the mop to clean some coffee on the floor before one of you slipped.
  • She knew she was a little rude, but she was just caught up by all the mess inside the café, she didn’t want to be snappy at you or something.
  • But you don’t know that, so that’s why you’re walking like she’s not even beside you.
  • So he gives a few larger steps and stop in front of you. You look at her and blink in surprise. “Jaehee? What’s wrong?”
  • “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to be rude with you, I was just so busy!” she says hugging you. You immediately blush, she’s not one to PDA like this all of a sudden.
  • “I appreciate it, but… what are you sorry for, exactly?” “The mop…” “What happened to the mop?” she lets you go and you stare at each other, puzzled.
  • She explains everything, then you do the same. Well, she knew you had this tendency, but she haven’t witnessed before, so it was a little surprising to see you so quiet all of a sudden.
  • But as you two get home, she realizes some silence can be good after this long day. So she’s in the bedroom and you’re in the living room, you both reading books and recharging for what will be, hopefully, another long day tomorrow!

Jumin

  • You dropped by his office to lunch with him
  • Everybody in his company loves you, because if you showed up, Mr. Han will probably be in a good mood for the whole afternoon and work will be easy to handle.
  • So a few employees surround you, asking if you’re okay, if you need anything, how are the preps for the wedding. Just this small talk.
  • And you’re very polite and nice, so nobody ever feel uncomfortable on treating you this kindly.
  • When you finally are able to meet him in his office, he promptly goes to you and gives you a peck , which… you don’t respond too much.
  • “How is everything, my love?” “Fine.” And you give him this lazy smile, looking around everywhere in his office, except him.
  • Shit! He is late, isn’t he? And you’re probably furious because he always says you two will have a calm and nice meal and he never… wait! He’s on time!
  • So why are you mad about? Is it because you don’t want to have lunch in his company? Well, that can be arranged, he can call the chopper and take you somewhere. But you sounded excited over the phone, so something happened when you got here.
  • Hum, did one of his employees bother you? Yes, they can do that sometimes…
  • “Tell me who it was.” That’s all he says, while you stare at your plate. “Who what?” “Who bothered you? It was that blond girl from finance? She does have this tendency to be meddlesome. Don’t worry, my love, I’ll let HR know they need to have a little talk to her.”
  • “Oh my God, Jumin. Don’t fire her!” “So who should I fire?” “Nobody! Nobody bothered me!” “So why are you mad? Did I do something?” “No! Of course not, honey! And… who’s mad?”
  • “You? When you walked in?” Oh… yeah, that.
  • You explain to him that, as much as you enjoy talking to his employees, all the attention can be very draining sometimes and you just need a little time in silence to recharge.
  • He TOTALLY understands it, he even can relate. His acquaintances can be very tiring sometimes.
  • So yeah, a silent meal wouldn’t be that bad right now. You two can compensate with dinner in his penthouse when you’ll discus the wedding preparation, anyway.

Saeyoung

  • You were in a car show, he wanted your opinion on the next baby he should get
  • Though you don’t understand much about cars, you know his preferences pretty well by now, as he told you a lot about them. Seriously, a lot!
  • So you’re the one dragging him to the cars he might like, considering brand, model, color… yeah, he definitely likes it.
  • You have small talk with the models standing beside the cars and the sellers, and  he doesn’t know who is nicer here. Probably it’s you, since you’re not trying to sell a super pricy car, you’re just… naturally nice.
  • He wants a test drive to this particular car, and when he asks you while the seller is a little away to get the key, he asks what you think. “It’s nice.”
  • Well, he wouldn’t say it’s “nice”, it’s more like AMAZING, COOLLLLL, A SUPER FINE BABY! And you’re just: “okay, if you say so.” SHIT!
  • Are you mad? Why? You didn’t like being dragged here? But you sounded pretty excited before talking to the sellers… oh… the one who went to get the key was definitely trying to hit on you, you’re uncomfortable, ain’t you?
  • You two hop in the car and he starts driving, the seller keeps making small talk and you basically ignore everything that’s going on.
  • “So, what do you think?” the guy asks. “Can I have a moment alone with MY FIANCÉ so we can discuss this AS A COUPLE?” he emphasizes this words for the guy to take the hint you’re taken. “Yeah, sure.”
  • “Don’t worry. I won’t buy this one.” “Why not? You like it!” “If I decide to take it, we would have to sign the papers with that guy and I don’t want to let you even more uncomfortable with him.” “Why? He’s not that bad.”
  • “He’s not? But… why do you look like you want to throw up everytime he opens his mouth?” “Because he talks too much, but I’m not uncomfortable, I’m just… bored with all this useless small talk and his desperation to you buying the car.”
  • Yeah, the guy is a little annoying, being nice to him was a burden for Saeyoung too. You’re always very nice, but he knows by now this can tire you a lot.
  • And hey, he totally can relate, that’s why sometimes all he needs is his headphones and a super loud music to recover himself.
  • So he takes the car, he liked it and wanted to take you out of there soon so you could relax.
  •  The way home is quiet, you two are listening to the radio, not talking, just holding hands.

Saeran

  • His first RFA party.
  • It was so crowded! He was a little intimidated and anxious, dealing with big noisy crowds was still a journey to him.
  •  But a few reassuring kisses from you everytime you passed by him between small talk with guests here and there, and he felt he could handle this.
  • Hell, you don’t even need to look at him, just seeing you smiling and talking to the guests as if they’re close friends totally make him feel he got this!
  • And he did, it wasn’t that bad after all, thanks to you.
  • He went to your place after the party. It was comfortable being around you, but he was still nervous, facing a crowd like that felt less nerve wracking than being alone with you.
  • Okay, you telling him to make himself at home and just plopping in the couch to watch TV wasn’t what he was expecting.
  • I mean, he didn’t know what to expect, but… it wasn’t this, for sure.
  • It’s almost like you forgot he’s here. Like you are… ignoring him? Why?
  • Did he do something wrong? Oh, that rich dude said PDA was unprofessional, but he thought you didn’t give a damn to what Jumin said.
  •  Did he do something wrong? But he was pretty sure he was doing good tonight. Wasn’t he?
  • “I’m going now.” He said bluntly, heading to the door. “What? Why?” you jumped off the couch, going after him “I won’t bother you any longer, don’t worry.” “Bother me? But…”
  • “I’m such an idiot! I screwed up, didn’t I?” “No! You were amazing tonight!” he blushes a little. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, but why are you ignoring me, then?”
  • Oh, this poor thing… you explain to him how hard it is to just recover from all the agitation and you need some time to just stay quiet.
  •  I mean… you’re preaching to the choir here, he definitely feels the same way, he was so nervous about having to be all lovey dovey with you, he’s relieved this won’t be necessary.
  • But he definitely didn’t complain when he woke up cuddling with you in the couch. Just sleeping was a greeeat idea, after all.
Try to Understand (pt. 5)

Characters: Alpha!Dean Smith, Omega!Reader, Omega!Charlie, Beta!Benny

Word Count: 3300-ish

Warnings: Language, drama with a bit of angst

A/N: This AU series was started for @dr-dean‘s A/B/O writing challenge, using the song “Magic Man” by Heart as a prompt. Many thanks as always to @roxy-davenport for being a great beta reader. This part picks up not long after part 4 left off. As always, I adore feedback and appreciate constructive criticism. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy!

Reader’s thoughts are in italics

Part 4      Part 6

Originally posted by asharpisaflat



You snuggle into the pillow as you swing a leg out from under the covers, eager to feel the cool air. After a few seconds, you readjust the pillow again, trying to find a comfortable position with your sore muscles.

Another few minutes later, you roll over in the bed, kicking away the sheets. Your stomach aches with hunger, while the rest of you aches with a satisfied kind of soreness. You and Dean had barely left the bed for the last 36 hours as he helped you with your situation over and over again. A tiny groan slips from your throat as you stretch and turn, trying to find a new, cool spot to relax in. Eyes still closed, you pull one of your other pillows beneath your head, burying your nose in it and inhaling the strong Alpha scent that lingers.

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Bob Morley Imagine: Get To Know Me (Part 1)

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Part 2

Summary: Reader, famous singer, hooks up with Bob on Lindsey’s birthday party. Then she gets a role on The 100 and is nervous about seeing him again but everything goes better than she expected.

Word Count: 1808


Originally posted by paul-steroline-lover

I took a deep breath as I had parked my car into a parking spot for actors. Today one of my biggest dreams was going to become a reality.

Even though I would always be mainly a singer I had always wanted to try acting. So once I had gotten an opportunity to be casted in my favorite tv show, The 100, I had immediately agreed without hesitation. I had been more than eager to become a part of such amazing show and the fact that I would be able to work with my good friend Lindsey was just a bonus.

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Bruna

TITLE: Bruna
CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Ch 1 of 5- In Which the Customer is not Always Right
AUTHOR: staria
ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine working in a coffee shop and having Loki as a regular customer. You screwed up his order the first time you ever prepared a coffee for him a few months ago so he really dislikes you but as time passes by he starts talking more to you and doesn’t seem to hold that big of a grudge anymore.

RATING: Teen?

NOTES/WARNINGS: There’s some mildly strong language like f bombs and such. This is a quick doodle of what Bruna looks like.

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I was in a hurry and needed everyone to get fuck out of my way. The morning was cool, the sun slowly rising  as I was quickly walking- no, running- to Midnight Cafe, a small coffee shop where I was currently one of the baristas. My phone alarm had failed to go off because I forgot to charge it, so of course I woke up an hour late in a frenzy with barely any time left to brush my teeth, put on the first thing I found on the floor and bolt out the door.

As I sped running down the street I double-checked what had I put on this morning: black leggings, a sleeveless oversized olive colored shirt over my black sports bra, and red keds… could be worse. I braided my waist-length teal colored hair on the way to work.

Not that I was proud or anything, but I was so used to doing this that I could do it in my sleep.  

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Stiles stays. Puts down his jacket, and his shoes, and goes to sit on the table, watching Derek as he stands and stares out the window.

It’s silent inside the loft, and not much better outside.

Derek’s holding his arms defensively across his chest, and Stiles finds himself mimicking the gesture. He counts in his head to pass the time, something he’s picked up in the last few days, just trying to get through. When the big picture gets too much he shuts his eyes, and thinks hard—one, two, three, four, five—until he’s calmer.

He does it now, eyes shut. One, two, three…

Through his counting, the sound of Derek’s breathing comes into focus, steady but shallow. Stiles syncs his own up almost unconsciously. He hears when Derek moves as well, a scrape of feet against the floor, and then the creak of the wooden table as he leans on it. Stiles feels Derek’s body heat along his right side.

He opens his eyes and turns to Derek. Derek has obviously been staring at him, and now he looks away quickly. His arms drop down to his sides, curling around the edge of the table. The first in a series of moves that Stiles waits silently through, until eventually, Derek speaks.

“I was dreaming, last night. Not remembering.”

That’s one worry off Stiles’ list at least.

“Nightmare,” Derek adds, but that’s nothing new. They all have nightmares, even talk about them, sometimes. There is relief to be found when the same events and creatures occur across multiple pack member’s night time thoughts.

“And when I touched you…” Stiles starts, trying to lead this time, and not demand the confession from Derek.

“You were right. I… I needed it.” Derek whispers it out, like his needs aren’t worth the proper air to make a statement.

Stiles’ hand jerks, wanting to reach for Derek’s. He doesn’t, because he worries Derek will think it’s a pitying gesture, offered not because Stiles wants to, but because Derek admitted he wanted it. Derek wouldn’t want to be owed that measure of comfort.

“You’re pack,” Derek states simply, but still more air than voice. “You’re… safe.”

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DaiSuga Art Students AU Part 3

Inspired by @priintaniere‘s cute art and hc’s

Some notes (and bonus) at the end :) Click for PART 1 and PART 2

all mistakes are mine


Sawamura Daichi was frustrated. 

Daichi had been itching to see Suga’s sketches since the first time they were paired together for class. He knew it was a bit invasive to request such a thing, but he really couldn’t help himself. Not after he barely got a glance at Suga’s work in class, despite his insightful critique. Not after all those study sessions. Not after days of watching Suga out of the corner of his eye glancing surreptitiously over his notebook.

To be fair, Asahi had to point it out to him. Daichi never would’ve noticed if his friend hadn’t mentioned it at work after their first study group all together. They had been prepping dough for tomorrow morning’s set of bagels, when Asahi had spilled the beans. Or rather, complained how every time he asked Suga a question, it took him an extra ten seconds to respond, and they usually ended up looking for the answer in the textbook anyway. Sure enough, the next evening when they were studying together in the library, Daichi observed Suga doing less studying and more scribbling, or so it seemed.

The fact that he had to sit at an angle and use his the reflection of his phone screen to basically spy on Suga was something he was going to ignore.

But he hadn’t gotten any studying done in the past couple days, so when Asahi got up to get more coffee, he finally just asked Suga.

“Suga, could I see your sketchbook?”

He really needed to see what was in there.

For art-related reasons, of course.

“I know some people are protective of their work, but I never really had a good look at the portrait you did of me a couple of weeks ago.” Daichi hunched his shoulders, bracing himself for rejection. For whatever reason, Suga looked absolutely terrified. His fingers turned white as he clenched his notebook to his scarf, as if to protect it from outside invaders. “Sorry if I’m being nosy, I just hoped…” Daichi mumbled, sinking back into his armchair and resigning himself to defeat. “Just forget about it, sorry, Suga.” He rubbed his forehead, trying to smooth out the crinkle there, and reached over to open his textbook again. Daichi didn’t want to screw up their tentative friendship, because here was one more person that didn’t find him so intimidating. His serious nature and dedication to academics seemed to scare almost everyone else away.

“Sawamura…” Suga whispered. Daichi whipped his head back up, slightly hopeful. Suga had placed his sketchbook on the table, as if to slide it to him, but had one hand pressed down on it.

“Daichi is fine.” What did he have in his sketchbook anyway, buried treasure? Daichi was growing more curious by the second.

“Just…please don’t laugh…” Suga breathed, so quietly Daichi barely heard. He slid the sketchbook over, albeit with the worst frown on his face, like he has to give up his first-born child. Daichi reached over to grab it and Suga finally let go, crossing his arms and dropping his head to the table.

“Why so miserable?” Daichi chuckled. “It really can’t be that bad- oh-”

And he flipped open the sketchbook to see his own face staring back at him.
Daichi blinked. Well, his likeness wasn’t exactly staring back at him. It was staring at a book on a library table, exactly like the one they’ve been studying at for the past several days. Strong, definite, broad strokes surrounding careful lightly added details, like the molding on the table, or the hair at the back of Daichi’s neck. He flipped to another random page.

Him sipping a hot chocolate (he’s never liked tea or coffee). A cartoon Daichi carrying his art portfolio.

Another page, was that the back of his head? His hand? One small doodle of Asahi, looking a bit grumpy as he scowled at a textbook, chewing on the end of a pencil. But then another hand, a torso that wore a shirt that looked suspiciously familiar, and shoes that he definitely wore yesterday. “Suga,” he started. Suga peered at him from the table, his face half-buried in his scarf. “Suga, these are amazing.” Suga blinked. “Suga, you-”

“Look, Sawamura, I know what it looks like, but I couldn’t help it, I sketch all the time, I didn’t even realize I was sketching you so much, but you’re so nice to draw and you’re just such a great subject, you even stay still for long periods of time and-”

Suga.”  Daichi dropped his hand on Suga’s shoulder, intending to steady him, but Suga flinched back. Daichi tried again, removing his hand and using it to slide the notebook back across. “It’s Daichi. And if you wanted to sketch me for practice…well, just say so, I don’t really mind.” Gingerly, he bumped the edge of the notebook against Suga’s nose. “Well, to be honest, it’s kind of embarrassing, but I guess I’m flattered. I completely understand the need to practice, so just go ahead and sketch me.” He paused. “I’d appreciate being able to see the sketches afterwards, though.” Suga sucked in a breath as Daichi’s face appeared at the other end of the sketchbook.

Daichi had leaned in close to whisper, close enough for Suga to feel his breath, close enough for Daichi to smell Suga’s distinct scent of mint and coffee. Suga’s warm brown eyes sparkled, and it looked like he was about to say something when approaching footsteps startled them both.

“Ahhh, they got my order wrong so I had to wait longer for them to remake it,” Asahi said, plopping into his seat with a sigh. Daichi and Suga both jumped, straightening and staring at Asahi. Daichi let go of the notebook, and a soft thunk on the table made Asahi look up from his coffee.

Too close, thought Daichi. He was way too close. He looked over at Suga, who was looking right back.

“Did I…interrupt something?” Asahi said tentatively, eyes darting between the two.

“N-no,” Daichi stammered. Why did he feel like he had been caught red-handed stealing cookies from the cookie jar? “I was just asking Suga about his sketchbook,” Daichi said, belatedly looking over to Suga, who was furiously shaking his head. “Ah, sor-”

“Ah, so you asked him then? Hey, Suga, do you mind if I take a peek?” Asahi started to reach across the table.

Suga’s grin was lopsided and a bit forced, but he still smiled and told Asahi, “Sure, why not,” as he reluctantly slid the book over. “After all, Daichi’s already seen it.” Daichi watched Asahi’s eyes widen as he flipped through the pages.

Asahi looked up. “Suga, do you-”


“Not another word!” He didn’t yell, but Suga said it with enough force to close the book and slide it back across the table. Suga’s defensive response surprised Daichi, but what really surprised him was Asahi’s knowing smile as Suga stuffed the book back into his bag. Asahi opened his again mouth to say something but Suga was shaking his head again but this time it was slowly, accompanied by a scary smile.

Asahi chuckled and turned to Daichi to ask him if they needed to know about Leonardo da Vinci for their test tomorrow. Suga sighed, tugging at his scarf and exposing a bit of creamy, pale skin.

Daichi had the distinct feeling he had missed something. 

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Phoe’s Advent Calendar: Day 19

Five more days and it’s Chriiistmas! This one’s for @aweadrianne, I hope you enjoy! ;)


Title: Advent Calendar Project – Home For the Holidays

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Disclaimer: All rights to the remake reserved to DreamWorks, Lauren Montgomery and Joaquim Dos Santos, and to the original to Toei Animation. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: shounen-ai, polyamory (threesome), fluff, cuddles, Christmas fluff

Main Pairing: Shiro/Keith/Lance

Voltron Characters: Lance Charles McClain, Keith Kogane, Takashi ‘Shiro’ Shirogane, Lance’s family (Eirwen McClain, Arturo McClain, Elaine McClain, Gareth McClain, Percival McClain, Vivian McClain, Jennifer McClain)

Summary: Lance is home for the holidays and he’s bringing his college boyfriends with him. Of course, it’s his siblings’ duty to embarrass him.

Links: FFNet | AO3


Home For the Holidays

“-So, my grandparents used to own the farm, it’s like fifth generation now, but then they got… too old to take care of it and my mom – Eirwen, try pronouncing it right, I’ve heard Keith slaughter like way easier names already – and her sister Melaina, they moved back in at home. My grandma is born and bred in Varadero. But my grandpa, he’s from Ireland and he moved over for my grandma’s sake. And mama, she was always proud of both her heritage. So, the McClain family has been… a very big part of the community. When my papa fell in love with my mama, he didn’t have any family left and my grandparents welcomed him with open arms so he took her last name. And then there’s my siblings, of course. Elaine is the oldest, she’s a real business woman – here, you see, the one with the glasses, right? And Gareth, he’s still living at the farm with our parents. The tall, bulky one. But don’t worry, he’s totally harmless. And those are the twins, Percy and Vivian. They live in the city too. And my younger sister Jenny.”

Lance was going ten miles an hour here. Keith had an exasperated but fond smile on his lips as he listened and obediently looked every time Lance showed him a photo on his phone. Not that Keith didn’t know exactly what Lance’s five siblings looked like and what their names were. Heck, he had met Jenny in person when she had visited Lance’s place a couple months ago – those two had always been very close because there were ten plus years between them and their older siblings.

“Babe”, sighed Keith gently, resting a hand on Lance’s knee. “We know. We know.”

“Lance, we know you’re worried about us meeting them and part of you is still insecure about how they’ll react to actually seeing you in a poly relationship because it’ll be different from just hearing about it”, continued Shiro from the driver’s seat. “But love, there are a lot of photos of your family in our apartment and you talk about them so much, we know them by heart already. You don’t need to worry about us screwing up and mixing their names up or something. We completely got your back, babe. We will be a hundred percent there for you and make you look good.”

Lance took a shaky breath and their little ball of insecurity that Shiro and Keith lovingly referred to as their boyfriend finally relaxed a little in his seat. But that was okay. Shiro and Keith had known from the start, even before they invited Lance into their relationship, that Lance was dealing with serious self-worth issues and depression. They accepted and loved him. They got used to him fussing over seemingly small details because they unnerved him. Keith grasped Lance by the neck and pulled him over into a gentle kiss, helping to relax Lance a little more.

The three of them had met at college through the Holt-siblings – the older Holt was Shiro’s best friend, while the younger Holt was one of Lance’s best friends and so they ran into each other at the Holts’ place. Slowly, their groups melted into one and somehow, Lance had really grown on Shiro and Keith until they finally invited him into their relationship. They had been dating for three months when Christmas rolled around and knowing both Shiro and Keith had no family, Lance had – a stammering, nervous mess – asked them if they wanted to spend Christmas with him in Veradero, with his family. Meeting his family. It had warmed Shiro’s and Keith’s hearts.

“Okay. We’re here. Okay”, muttered Lance as they pulled up at the farm.

And the family was already standing outside. Lance’s grandparents had died years ago and his aunt had moved away, focusing on her own family. Arturo and Eirwen stood behind their children, smiling. Jenny instantly broke into a wild dash to tackle Lance in a tight hug. Shiro smiled fondly. He had seen the two together once before and they reminded him of Matt and Pidge. As soon as Jenny let go of him, the twins went to sandwich Lance in a hug.

“Our precious baby brother!”, exclaimed Percival, sobbing happily.

“We missed you so much, Lancelot”, grinned Vivian gently.

“…Lancelot?”, echoed Keith slowly. “Lancelot?”

“Oh. Don’t tell me our brother never told you”, drawled Elaine and straightened her glasses. “All named in the tradition of the Arthurian legend because Arturo here thought it would be fun.”

Elaine gave her father a pointed look and Arturo laughed sheepishly. Eirwen all the while pushed away from her husband to go to her son’s boyfriends. The elderly woman smiled warmly.

“Hello. I’m Eirwen. I’ve heard a lot about the two of you”, stated Lance’s mother gently before startling Keith and Shiro by pulling them into a hug and whispering. “Thank you. Thank you for taking care of my boy. I was so… so worried when he moved away to college alone. I’m so glad he found someone to love him and to help him be happy.”

“We… I… No need to thank us, ma'am. We love Lance and he makes us just as happy as we make him”, stated Shiro, always the charmer. “And… thank you for welcoming us into your home.”

“…What he says”, nodded Keith, by far not as good at those things.

“Aw. He’s awkward. How adorable”, cooed Vivian teasingly. “Percy?”

“Family albums. Embarrassing baby pictures. On it, sis”, nodded her twin-brother Percival.

“What? No! No!”, exclaimed Lance with a groan.

“How about first we go inside and eat?”, asked Gareth, easily looming even over Shiro.

“How about first we let the boys settle in?”, suggested Arturo with a grunt.

Lance’s father rested one hand on Keith’s shoulder and one on Shiro’s, squeezing in just a slightly threatening manner. Both smiled politely at the man before gathering their belongings and following a very excited Jenny who brought them to their room.

As they had put their things away and found themselves gathered in the dining room together, eating a home-cooked meal while bathed in the glow of a giant Christmas tree, Shiro and Keith marveled at this feeling. The feeling of being a part of a family. For too many years, they hadn’t gotten to experience this, but Lance’s family more than gladly opened their home to them and accepted them in without question, just for doing something that was as easy and obvious as breathing. Namely, loving Lance. Because that was what loving Lance was like to Shiro and Keith, it was natural, it had become a natural part of them, a part they’d never want to miss.

And when they gravitated toward the living room – all exhausted from eating too much of the delicious meal – and Keith and Shiro got to curl together with Lance stuck in the middle between them, both cuddled up to him, while Percy and Vivian wiped out the promised family albums and Shiro and Keith got to listen to cute stories about a young and adventurous Lance, yes, both of them truly felt as though they were home, right here with each other and with Lance’s family.

~*~ The End ~*~

New Years Kisses 2.0

2017, one hour ago:

John was sitting in the corner, having a mug of mint ice cream and a cup of lemonade and reading an old magazine from Laf’s basket of ‘literary stuff I need to throw away’, and playing a game he made up called ‘how many people at this party can John identify’. He wasn’t much enjoying himself, but sitting in a corner did have it’s advantages- such as not talking to Alex.

He hadn’t talked to Alex much in the last year. No one but John noticed. Laf may have, but he didn’t comment on it, which meant he probably didn’t. There weren’t many things Laf didn’t comment on.

Lemonade doesn’t taste well with mint, John noted.

Alex walked over, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he wasn’t wanted, but John thought he could probably tell John didn’t want him over here. Even Alex wasn’t usually that clueless about other people.

Alex sat down by John, leaning on his shoulder, and said, “How’re you?” he didn’t really sound like he cared about the answer, more like he wanted to say something, and he had decided that small talk was the best option.

“Okay, I guess. You?”

“Meh.” Alex rested an arm on his leg. “Laf’s on about something with his boyfriend, and I saw you over here looking lonely, so I decided to help you.”

“Nice to know that I’m a good charity case.”

“Aw, c’mon, you know that’s not what I meant.”

“Alex-”

“I’ve missed you, you know. We haven’t talked in forever.”

“Oh, is that my fault?” John turned away.

Alex grabbed his shoulder. “I never said it was! I just-” he frowned. “I missed you, dammit.”

“Oh.” John shrugged. “Bye, Alex.”

Alex stared at him, then stood up with a huff and walked over to Thomas.

John watched him go- almost wistfully, although he told himself it was just melancholy over not seeing Alex in a year. And it’s not like this- Alex just walking away- was a new phenomenon. It’d been happening for years. Six years, to be exact. And John had a good reason for driving Alex away, he told himself. Alex just didn’t know it.

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Cuphead: Fancast

Warning: almost half of these people will be from Game Of Thrones, so if you don’t like the show, back off right away.

Cuphead: Nancy Cartwright
Mostly known as: Bart Simpson from The Simpsons.

Mugman: Isaac Hampstead-Wright
Mostly known as: Brandon “Bran” Stark from Game Of Thrones

Elder Kettle: David Bradley
Mostly known as: Argus Filch from the Harry Potter movies, Lord Walder Frey from Game Of Thrones*.

Legendary Chalice: Kelly Marie Tran
Mostly known as: Rose Tico from the Star Wars franchise.

Moe Tato: Cuba Gooding Jr.^
Mostly known as: Tre Styles from Boyz n the Hood, Carter Wilson from The Butler, Fred Gray from Selma.

Weepy: Tara Strong
Mostly known as: Timmy Turner from Fairly OddParents, Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls.

Psycarrot: Kunal Nayyar
Mostly known as: Rajesh Koothrappali from The Big Bang Theory.

Goopy Le Grande: Jemaine Clement
Mostly known as: Tamatoa from Moana.

Hilda Berg: Sandra Oh
Mostly known as: Dr. Cristina Yang from Grey’s Anatomy.

Cagney Carnation: Pedro Pascal
Mostly known as: Oberyn Martell from Game Of Thrones, Javier Peña from Narcos.

Ribby & Croaks: Tom Kenny (both)
Mostly known as: screw it, too many to count. 

Baroness Von Bon Bon: Kristin Chenoweth
Mostly known as: Glinda the Good Witch from Wicked’s 2003 Broadway run. 

Djimmi The Great: Rami Malek**
Mostly known as: Pharaoh Akmenrah from the A Night At The Museum franchise, Elliot Alderson from Mr. Robot.

Beppi The Clown: Chris Tucker
Mostly known as: Ruby Rhod from The 5th Element. 

Wally Warbles: Donald Glover
Mostly known as: Alpha-Dawg from Regular Show, rapping career under the name Childish Gambino

Wally Warbles Jr.: Caleb McLaughlin ^^
Mostly known as: Lucas Sinclair from Stranger Things

Grim Matchstick: Harry Lloyd
Mostly known as: Viserys Targaryen from Game Of Thrones***

Rumor Honeybottoms: Audra McDonald
Mostly known as: Deena Jones from Dreamgirls, Madame de Garderobe from Beauty & The Beast (2017).

Captain Brineybeard: Rory McCann
Mostly known as: Sir Sandor “The Hound” Clegane from Game Of Thrones

Sally Stageplay: Jamie Clayton (speaking)/ Laura Jane Grace (singing)
Mostly known as: Nomi from Sense8/singing career as the leader of band Against Me. ^^^

Werner Werman: Jerome Flynn**** (pitched up)
Mostly known as: Bronn of the Black Waters from Game Of Thrones.

Cala Maria: Jade Thirlwall
Mostly known as: singing career in the band Little Mix

Dr. Kahl: Hank Azaria
Mostly known as: Bartok from Anastasia

Dr Kahl’s Robot: Vin Diesel 
Mostly known as: The Iron Giant from The Iron Giant

Blind Specter: Josh Gad
Mostly known as: Olaf from the Frozen franchise.

T-Bone: Mr. T.
Mostly known as: James “Clubber” Lang from Rocky III, B. A. Baracus from The A Team

Blaze Brothers: Adam Beach (both)
Mostly known as: Slipknot from Suicide Squad. 

Head Of The Train: Idris Elba
Mostly known as: Heimdall from the MCU.

Gin: Jim Cummings
Mostly known as: again, too many to count. 

Whiskey: Tony Jay
Mostly known as: same as before. 

Martini: Indira Varma
Mostly known as: Ellaria Sand from Game of Thrones. 

Chips Bettigan: Larry The Cable Guy
Mostly known as: Mater from the Cars franchise.

Mr. Wheezy: Stefan Karl Stefanson
Mostly known as: Robbie Rotten from Lazy Town

Pip: Jaden Smith
Dot: Willow Smith
Mostly known as: being the children of Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith; singing and rapping career. ^^^^

Hopus Pocus: Cheech Marin
Mostly known as: comedian career. 

Phear Lap: Stephen Dillane
Mostly known as: Stannis Baratheon from Game of Thrones

Pirouletta: Nathalie Emmanuel
Mostly known as: Missandei from Game Of Thrones

Mangosteen: Dervish Chase
Mostly known as: Lilo from Lilo & Stitch

Mr. Chimes: Rob Paulsen
Mostly known as: even more to count. 

King Dice: Keith David
Mostly known as: Goliath from Gargoyles, Dr. Facilier from The Princess & The Frog

The Devil: Tim Curry
Mostly known as: being Tim Curry

*I know, they’re both assholes. But that’s the charm. I wanna see what he’s like as a good guy. 
^It’s still not going to be as awkward as the role he had in Land Before Time: The Wisdom Of Friends
**Rami Malek is Egyptian, and considering the main theme of Pyramid Peril, I thought it was the most correct thing to do. 
^^ Fun fact: Glover and McLaughlin will play respectively Adult Simba and Child Simba in the upcoming The Lion King remake.
*** Get it? GET IT?! And again, I would love to see him try something different than “screaming punching bag”. 
^^^ Don’t like this headcanon? Fuck off. 
**** Someone draw me Childish Gambino and Jerome Flynn hitting each other in the face and other www-y stuff. 
^^^^ To me, they’re brother and sister. I know some see them as a married couple, but I personally disagree. 

Come On Home: 2/5

After the war, Locus ends up spending his days on Hawaii, where he meets Kai and Grif. Nothing will ever be the same.

Thank you SO MUCH everyone who supported the first chapter!

As a warning, this chapter contains Felix, and all that he implies. While I do promise a happy ending for this universe, things are going to be rough for a while. If you wish to pretend that the first chapter is the only chapter, I will not blame you.

Thanks to @a-taller-tale for being a kickass beta!

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Having two big brothers is the best.

Things are better now that Sam’s here. Dex doesn’t always look like he’s going to cry the minute Kai goes to bed because he’s so worried about bills and things. There’s someone to walk Kai home from school, some days. Dex still works a lot, but he works less now, and Sam’s job has set hours, so he’s always home for dinner. And he’s big and scary looking when he wants to be, so people don’t bother them.

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BLSummerBingo 2017: Pool Noodles, Diving Board

The Eden 5 sun was out and blazing, shimmering through the air and casting an bright, dry heat over Jack and Rhys’ summer home. Though the air conditioning was on full blast inside of the mansion, the alpha and omega had decided to forgo the their usual spot in the living room or kitchen to spend the rest of the afternoon out by the pool.

Rhys was dressed in a short pair of turquoise trunks patterned with bright gold stars and a white crop-top that matched his sunglasses. He had been lounging around in the large, inflatable ice cream sandwich raft he’d begged Jack to buy him in anticipation of their trip until he’d drained his drink and floated over to the side of the pool to go get a new one. As he’d hoisted himself out of the pool and onto the deck Jack had resurfaced behind him and soaked his backside with a large splash. Rhys growled as he rose to his feet, glaring at Jack as the older man laughed and treaded water with a large, smug grin.

“Jack, I swear, if you splash me one more time, I’m telling the bar guy to not let you have any more,” Rhys frowned as he skirted away from another splash, jingling his empty drink in emphasis.

“I’m warning you.”

“All right, all right, Rhysie, don’t get your shorts in a bunch,” Jack held up his hands, kicking away from the wall as he sought out some of the random pool toys floating about in the water. Rhys sighed, shaking his head as he hopped up to the bar and ordered himself another Blue Hawaiian as he let the sun steadily dry his wet back and legs.

Stupid Jack. He was just pissy that Rhys didn’t want to play around with his childish pool games or watch Jack dive off the board he’d had installed before their visit.

Dive. Rhys snorted as he sipped from the freshly blended drink. More like belly flop.  

Maybe he should agree to watch Jack dive. Maybe smacking his face on the water would teach him a lesson about not being such a douche.

Rhys smirked, walking over the smooth stone deck back towards the pool.

“On second thought, Jack, maybe you should go off the high dive, I mean, since you’ve been so—“ Rhys screamed as his open mouth was suddenly filled with a jet of pool water, nearly causing him to drop his drink. He spluttered, crop top splattered in a mix of water and melted blue curaçao, glaring at the cheeky, tanned CEO floating on a bright yellow pool noodle.

What the fuck Jack?” Rhys screeched, dodging another jet of water from the pool noodle as Jack blew into the other end.

Oh real mature!” Rhys hissed, shaking his half spilled drink threateningly at Jack.

“Aw, pumpkin—“

“No, screw you! I’m telling! Hey, don’t give him anymore alcohol he’s being a prick!” Rhys roared in the direction of the bar, stomping off to get a remake on his drink even as Jack pulled himself dripping wet out of the pool behind him to give chase to the angry, tipsy omega.  

just a little something to take care of the rest of these prompts! c:

starboy8  asked:

Top (?) Favorite Generations/Classics figures?

ooh, this’ll be a hard one because i’ve cleaned out my classics collection at least three times at this point

alright, in no particular order, here’s some really good classics/generations figures:

Generations Sixshot. It’s straight up just the G1 toy with more joints, plus it’s a headmaster as a little bonus. Good shit.

Classics Prime. This toy, despite being from 2006, still holds up super well. One of the best Optimus Prime toys ever made.

2010 Jazz. This toy is stupidly good, one of the best deluxe car Autobots ever made. 

Classics Bumblebee. Like Classics Prime, this toy is still stupidly good despite being from 2006. As far as mass-retail toys of G1 Bumblebee go, this one has yet to be topped and I’m surprised they don’t rerelease it more often. 

Generations Whirl. Who would have thought we’d get a weirdly slavish G1-accurate toy of Whirl? It takes some influence from the IDW design but this is like 90% G1 Whirl and I love it. 

Titans Return Alpha Trion. This toy is massively underrated, a lot of people skipped it because it’s such a weird concept. I love it, though. It reminds me of Transformers: Cybertron. Takara did a really nice repaint of this as Leo Prime, but it’s expensive and I’ve already got this one. So fuck it. 

Fall of Cybertron Blaster. I sold this a while back, but I kinda miss it. Blaster is my favorite Transformer, and this dude was my definitive Blaster for a while. He’s since been replaced by TR Blaster, but I miss this dude. 

Generations Thrilling 30 Cybertronian Skywarp. This is one of my favorite mass-market Seeker molds, and Skywarp is my favorite seeker. So yeah. 

Revolution Jetfire. I’ve always had a soft spot for Jetfire, so I’m glad he finally got a massive Leader-class toy to himself. This figure also got retooled (kinda poorly) as the Seekers, and I do own the Skywarp version of it as well, but you can’t beat the Jetfire version of it. 

Titans Return Nightbeat. I resent this toy for not being a “proper” toy of Nightbeat (who was arguably the most iconic Headmaster pre-MTMTE), but I can’t stay mad at its stupid, screaming face. It’s a fun little desk toy. 

Titans Return Chromedome and Rewind. Both of them are perfect representations of the characters from the comics and they look great together. I might not like MTMTE/Lost Light anymore for a variety of reasons, but I still have a soft spot for the power couple. 

Titans Return Topspin. This toy is like, stupidly good. Way too good. It feels like it has twice as much plastic as your average deluxe and it’s engineering is just superb. There is literally nothing bad about this toy and it’s kinda insane. 

Generations Tankor. This toy is bizarrely good too, plus who the hell expected a classics-style remake of Tankor from Beast Machines? Either way I’m glad it got made. 

Legends Slipstream. The Generations Windblade base mold isn’t very good, but I can’t hate this figure. It’s purple and teal, it’s a seeker, it’s a Decepticon girl, I’m basically obligated to love it. 

Legends Nightbird/Arcee. I couldn’t decide which version of this figure I liked better, so I just listed both. It’s a really good toy, plus they were both LOOOONG overdue. 

Legends Chromia. This one’s cheating because it’s mostly just Prime Arcee’s figure, but screw it, I like that figure. I’m not fond of the Takara version’s weird lipstick (it looks awful in person, really poorly applied), but I like the Takara version’s everything else. Plus it comes with a fun Sakamoto comic to laugh at. 

UW Megatronia. A much, MUCH better take on the Victorion set. Better colors, better faction, better everything. 

Combiner Wars Sky Lynx. Why does this exist? Who made a new toy of Sky Lynx that’s also a combiner? Why is it so good? I love it. 

Titans Return Overlord. It’s not a perfect take on the character, but it is a damn fine one. I just wish the face was more IDW than… nothing at all. 

Let’s finish off this list with one last one: 

Combiner Wars Legends Shockwave. Shockwave is one of my favorite G1 Decepticons, so I’m glad to see him wherever he shows up. I’d rather have a big fancy Voyager-class Shockwave, but I’ll take this fun baby-sized one. 

So that’s my list of some of my favorite Classics/Universe/RTS/2010/Generations/Henkei/United/Generations/Legends/whatever figures. Feel free to yell at me if I didn’t mention your favorite. 

Hollywood star Jai Courtney on why he couldn’t resist playing Macbeth at MTC

Shakespeare’s troubled villain is ‘the role of a lifetime’.


Sonia Harford

Jun 2, 2017


“It’s great watching Jai do the fight scenes. You believe he is the best warrior in the army, which is what Macbeth is meant to be,” says actor Geraldine Hakewill.

Cast as Lady Macbeth to Jai Courtney’s foul villain, she can appreciate the stage presence of an action hero – whichever century he finds himself in. 


“I haven’t seen many Macbeths where that’s the case, where you believe he could devastate the opposing army,” she says. “It’s in his body, how he can handle himself on stage. He knows his way around a gun,” she concludes, to laughter from Courtney.

He takes the compliment with a good grace, and there’s no doubting his presence on and off stage. A star of several Hollywood blockbusters, Courtney has a powerful build and a mighty voice. Shakespeare’s lines will no doubt boom right to the back row when the Melbourne Theatre Company production opens this month.


In a break from rehearsals, the two share a sofa to explain their contemporary take on Shakespeare’s fierce Scottish play of witches, ghosts and human villainy; Hakewill a dark, lean and focused figure to Courtney’s reflective film star.

At 31, Courtney can count himself a successful member of the Australian pack in Los Angeles. Raised in Sydney, he attended the WAAPA drama school in Perth and soon landed television and film roles in the United States. 


Following his malevolent turn as a very, very bad guy opposite Tom Cruise and  Werner Herzog in Jack Reacher, he appeared in A Good Day to Die Hard, Divergent and its sequel Insurgent and as the faintly perplexing Captain Boomerang in the 2016 DC Comics outing Suicide Squad.

He’s barely revisited the stage since his WAAPA days. So why now, and why Macbeth?


“I didn’t really see an option for myself once I was offered this,” he says with feeling. “It’s the role of a lifetime, and it came along at a time when I was exploring where my interest in film really stood, and the jobs I was chasing versus the jobs I took.”

Shakespeare, of course, requires a bit more than knowing your way around a gun. Courtney and Hakewill both saw Kate Mulvany’s recent electrifying performance as Richard III with Bell Shakespeare. Her Richard, embittered by mockery and physical weakness, was a schemer, a villain with more wit than weaponry.

Courtney described her as “an absolute force. It was one of the most courageous performances I’d seen on stage.”

Yet Macbeth is a very different kind of villain, in his view.

“He’s a man who’s embarked on a tyrannical journey, and he’s always at odds with the things he has to do. It’s an interesting arc to chart as he wrestles with it right up until the end.

"At one point, he does give himself over to it and submits to chaos. It’s the horror of the acts he chooses to commit that sends him mad. Unlike Richard III, which is all about righting the wrongs endured by him, Macbeth is built on ambition. He bites off more than he can chew in that sense. It’s interesting and hard to play the arm wrestle within one’s self.”

What Hakewill saw in Mulvany’s performance was “her great feel for a story”.

“In Macbeth, the characters go to places that aren’t justifiable from an audience’s point of view but you have to take them with you, because it’s your story.

"Lady Macbeth is often seen as a villain because she doesn’t have someone whispering in her ear, so that’s tricky to find the humanity and the empathy but I am searching for that, because I think there are many reasons she acts the way she does.

"Even though we’re setting this in quite a contemporary context, I’m thinking about when it was written. Even today, here and in other parts of the world, there are constraints that you put yourself under, that society puts women under, that prevent them achieving their ambitions.”

The role marks a welcome departure for her, she says. “It’s a woman playing  a villain! I’m usually playing someone sweet and lovely. This role’s frightening and that’s why I wanted to do it.”

Hakewill has mostly based her career in Sydney, but she appeared in Baal at the Malthouse some years ago and in Joanna Murray-Smith's Fury for the Sydney Theatre Company.

“I probably seem younger than I am so I ended up playing a lot of teenage girls for a while – usually the broken ingenue who gets screwed over by men, because that’s what history has often given us in plays.”

An action role finally came her way in the television series Wanted which this year earned her a Logie nomination for outstanding new talent.

“That was a lovely surprise.”

It’s also well worth hunting down a short film called Young Labor. In this concentrated gem of political satire, Hakewill plays a hilariously narcissistic Labor organiser, browbeating volunteers from party room to fundraising cake stall.

Perfect training for Lady Macbeth, perhaps? “Yes, it looks at though it’s in me somewhere,” she says, laughing. “I got cast for a reason!”

Both actors believe director Simon Phillips has the right touch for the heightened theatricality of Macbeth. Says Hakewill: “Simon’s shows are always big shows.”

Big enough, presumably, for the movie star male lead who has left his home in Los Angeles for a few months in downtown Melbourne.

Courtney admits theatre is as big a challenge as any he’s faced. “I just wanted to get on stage all through my teens.

"As you grow and learn more and push yourself, your ambitions grow, of course … I’ve had funny luck working in film on pre-existing franchises and am often asked about the responsibility to serve those – but the movies can change so much at any part of the process. So in a weird way the pressure is so much greater under these circumstances on stage – because it’s on you to rise to it every night." 

Courtney says after Macbeth he’s  "sticking around to do some film work”. He enjoys going back and forth between Australia and the US. He’ll soon be seen in World War II drama The Exception with Christopher Plummer.

In the past, he has worked on Australian films with his friend Joel Edgerton and with Russell Crowe on The Water Diviner. Next up locally is a planned remake of Storm Boy with Courtney playing Hideaway Tom, the boy’s father. 

“I’m really excited to be on board with this retelling of such an iconic Australian story and it’s so wonderful to have the privilege of working with Geoffrey Rush. I was a fan of the book growing up so it’s an honour to be a part of the film

A Perfect Storm Part 15

Characters:  Dean, Reader, Cas, Sam, Riley, Jesse, Rowena, Crowley

Summary:  Reader is an actress on Supernatural.  What happens when she’s ripped from her own world and thrown into Sam and Dean’s?

Word Count:  1158

Warnings:  Language

I keep forgetting to mention that @for-the-love-of-dean has been my wonderful beta.  She knows what’s coming and still agrees to read it. You have been warned.

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated. Thanks.

Originally posted by luminouscas

A Perfect Storm Part 15

Looking around the room, you assess your ‘army’. Cas, Dean, Sam, Riley, Crowley and Rowena. A ragtag band of misfits if there ever was one. They all look to you expectantly, somehow you’ve taken point as leader of this mission.  

Crowley is here because he’s damn near nuclear over the demons that have defected to Jesse’s side. Rowena claims that she had to pick a side, so her money was on you. Crowley brings an army of demons with him, Rowena has drummed up the support of a coven and Cas has managed to gather some wayward angels to join the cause.  

“What’s the plan of attack?” Sam asks.

“We need to keep watch on Jesse’s tomb. We’ll take shifts. He should be ‘rising from the dead’ in the next twelve hours or so,” you explain. “Let’s break up into shifts.”

“I have demons stationed throughout the graveyard,” Crowley offers. You nod at the King of Hell, but you don’t trust that his demons will report back to you.  

“We’ll take the first watch,” Riley breaks in, reaching for Sam’s hand.

“Yeah, as long as you two are actually ‘watching’,” Dean teases. Sam blushes, it’s endearing. You hope to Chuck that the two of them make it through this.

“My concern is for the innocent followers,” Cas speaks up. “This will come down to a great battle between (Y/N) and Jesse. Demons and angels, all fighting against one another. There will be humans in the crossfire.”

“I agree, that’s my concern too. Cas, is there a way to shield them somehow?” you ask the angel.

“I can have my angels try to remove them from the battle,” he offers.

Rowena chimes in, “Leave the humans to the witches. We can cast protection spells over them.”

“Okay, so Rowena, you and your witches protect the innocent. Cas, you and your angels keep everyone out of the way of Jesse and I. Crowley, your focus is the opposing demons. Dean, you Sam and Riley, just, stay safe, okay?”

Dean looks at you, his jaw clenching. “I’m not letting you go in alone.”

“It comes down to Jesse and I. We both know this. If we survive this, the world is going to need the three of you to keep fighting,” you argue.  

“If we survive this, I don’t…” he trails off, but doesn’t finish his sentence when he realized all eyes are on the two of you. “Forget it. Sam and Riley, go take up position. Report anything new back to us.”

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The Jungle Book Review

Note: Considering how old and well known this story is, I figured putting out a spoiler warning is pretty useless. Nevertheless, I don’t go into detail about plot points specific to this particular adaptation, so this review is spoiler free!

“Now this is the law of the jungle, as old and as true as the sky,
And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the law runneth forward and back; For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack” -
The Law of the Jungle, by Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling’s original 1894 magnum opus is truly one of Literature’s greatest works. Drawing upon his experiences growing up and working in Colonial India, Kipling created a vivid series of stories about the Indian Jungle that enraptured generations of readers. A masterful wordsmith, he created a Jungle that was both terrifyingly dangerous and intoxicatingly inviting. He populated this world with anthropomorphic animals in order to teach children lessons in respect and morality, with memorable characters like Bagheera, Baloo, Shere Khan, Raksha, Kaa and of course, Mowgli, the Man-Cub. Like many, I fondly remember having it read to me as a child, and to this day it’s one of my all-time favourite books. 

And also like many, I loved Disney’s animated 1967 take on the original story. It was an almost completely different beast from the original story, but it was a wonderful movie that, while lacking much of a plot, was nevertheless charming with it’s humour and its songs, and holds a special place in the hearts of millions of children and those like me who are children at heart. 

And now here we are, almost half a century on from Disney’s initial animated effort, and once again, after some slightly less than memorable live action remakes in the 90s, the Mouse House has unleashed upon the world yet another. But this one delivers. Guys, this one meets the hype. It’s freaking phenomenal. 

With game-changing, spectacular, photorealistic CGI and an impeccably picked cast, Jon Favreau delivers a marvelous adaptation of The Jungle Book for this generation - one that pays homage to it’s animated predecessor, draws thematic inspiration from its source material, all the while creating a compelling narrative of it’s own accord - which could very well be the definitive adaptation of Kipling’s timeless tale. 

There were numerous ways they could’ve screwed this one up. This film is the latest in a long line of live action remakes that Disney is recently producing of it’s animated classics. Some have been better than others. Maleficent, for example, despite a stellar performance from Angelina Jolie, was so obsessed with putting a contemporary spin on a well-known antagonist, and rewriting events in order to make the titular villain more sympathetic, that it was utterly devoid of the original Sleeping Beauty’s charm. The outrageous amount of CGI didn’t help matters either, and it ended up looking like a fake mess. Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland remake, meanwhile had issues with a meandering plot. Last year’s Cinderella, however, was a breath of fresh air. In deciding to make a faithful adaptation of the animated classic, Kenneth Branagh’s movie was received well by both critics and audiences.  

It’s thus that adapting the Jungle Book posed a tricky situation for Jon Favreau, and screenwriter Justin Marks. Had this movie been overly faithful to the 1967 animation, modern audiences would probably scoff at it. However nostalgically people remember talking animals singing about the Bare Necessities of life, a whimsical, live action musical with a lack of threat probably wouldn’t cut it. Too faithful to Kipling’s original text, and it would be considered too “dark and gritty” (as is all the rage today in Hollywood) for the typical Disney demographic. It would also probably lose the trademark Disney charm that people so fondly remember the original with. So what did they do? They combined the best of both worlds, of course, to great success. While setting a new bar for the standards of CGI in movies today. 

As charming as the 1967 version was, it had a very basic plot and lacked a good deal of narrative heft. As befitting the works of Walt Disney, it was very child-friendly, which it ought to have been. But as a result, stakes were significantly lowered. Shere Khan ran away from fire after being distracted by those Beatles vultures. Again, very cute and child friendly - which isn’t to say Favreau’s version isn’t for kids, because it certainly is. Show this to any child and I bet they’d be totally enraptured by what’s unfolding on-screen. But Justin Marks, using themes from Kipling’s novels, lends a great deal of gravitas to the screenplay, and gives more depth to characters like Shere Khan and make them genuinely evil. There’s nothing particularly horrifying, but certain sequences may have especially young children, under 10 perhaps, holding their parents hands. It’s totally fine though - using more “mature” themes allows the audience to feel a real sense of danger, as well as a more clear, concise, and centralized journey for Mowgli to undertake from the start of the film to the end, especially in comparison to the animated movie. The wolf mantra heard repetitively throughout the movie is taken from one of Kipling’s original poems from the books, and allows to solidify the movie’s messages of the strength in both individuality as well as companionship. 

Marks’ screenplay at different times changes the tonality of the movie from a humorous comedy, heartfelt emotional drama, to a thrilling revenge story, with the lush jungle as a backdrop. But remarkably, just like Kipling’s original story, these shifts in tonality don’t seem jarring at all. Scenes and sequences move smoothly from one to the other, and even the songs (the film includes “The Bare Necessities” and “I Wan’na be Like You” from the original - it would be sacrilegious if they didn’t).  which some people found to feel a little odd from the rest of the movie - I thought were spontaneous and added beautifully to the film. 

The CGI in this movie, truly, is breathtaking, and arguably the best in any movie I’ve ever seen. It’s ridiculous to believe that every tree, every leaf, every drop of water, every strand of hair on the animals’ body, was created on a computer. “Location shooting” wasn’t the vast Jungles of India. It was a studio in LA. It’s clear to see how painstaking the process must have been to the animators, but their hard work definitely paid off. I don’t think we’ve seen such a leap in CGI technology since Avatar in 2009 or Life of Pi in 2012. At times it definitely felt like I was watching a nature documentary, as opposed to a fictional fantasy story. There are even some shots where water would splash upon the camera lens, adding a great depth of depth and immersion to the cinematic experience. 

The cast was, as I previously mentioned, was impeccably picked. Ben Kingsley is wonderful as the stern but loving fatherly Bagheera, complete with his RP accent. Bill Murray is just perfect as the laid back and easy-going Baloo. There’s not many people who could’ve held a candle to Phil Harris and his original version of the “Bare Necessities”, but Murray rendition is just as brilliant. His role as Baloo is probably his best work in ages. Likewise is Christopher Walken’s King Louie, now a Gigantopithecus ape, since Louis Prima’s orangutan wasn’t native to India. And his cover of “I Wan’na Be Like You” is just perfect. His voice and accent fit the song so well. Lupita Nyong’o brings a warmth and motherly love to Raksha, and the seductive, dulcet tones of Scarlett Johansson’s Kaa really give you chills. As for the antagonist, the great Shere Khan, Idris Elba brings a menacing East London-accented gravitas to the iconic tiger. He’s a genuinely terrifying villain, and his interplay with Mowgli and delivery of lines has to be commended. There’s absolutely nothing to complain about the voice talent on display here. 

Which brings us to basically our only human character in the film, Neel Sethi’s Mowgli. This kid is just brilliant. He portrays Mowgli with just the right amount of naivete, enthusiasm, humor, heart, bravery, and cuteness. We watch or read the Jungle Book through the eyes of a child, and Neel is the perfect audience surrogate, reacting like we would with a child’s amazement and wonder at the extraordinary events happening around him. On the rare occasions that his delivery of lines may slip up, or his eyes are looking in another direction it’s important to keep in mind that he was a) only 10 years old during filming, and b) a kid with hardly any acting experience acting not along with other humans, but literally nothing but green screen and boxes and tennis balls. It’s extraordinary how he managed to carry the whole film by himself, and you can’t help but think that if they cast the wrong kid, the entire movie would’ve probably fallen flat on it’s face. There are seasoned adult actors who act in front of a green screen and come off as utterly wooden and lifeless. Neel knocked it out of the park. An incredibly talented young man, who I’m sure has great things ahead for him. 

I was initially hesitant about the idea of a live action remake of the Jungle Book, but safe to say I was more than satisfied with this film. It’s one of those rare movies that I can seriously find no serious fault with. If anything, I only wish we could see those Beatles tribute band Vultures in live action. Apparently Favreau even planned for Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr to appear as cameos, but sadly the scheduling didn’t work out. 

But the movie as a whole was spectacular - fantastic voice talent, brilliant photorealistic CGI, and a heartfelt, emotional narrative at it’s core. It’s a wonderful story for families, and is just 2 hours full of pure escapism. A massive well done to all the cast and crew. 

Rating: 5/5

All thoughts turn now to Andy Serkis and WB’s completely separate adaptation, Jungle Book, now since delayed from next October to October 2018. Set to be closer to the spirit of Kipling’s novel even more than this one, it’s hard not to get excited with talent such as Serkis, Christian Bale, Cate Blanchett, and Benedict Cumberbatch behind it. There’s also a sequel planned for this one, with the same creative talent returning, so it’s all the more reason to get excited, especially with the wealth of Kipling’s original stories left to adapt. But those are still a long way away, and for now, we can rest content with what I believe to be the most definitive adaptation of Kipling’s text. A masterpiece.  

IMPURE THOUGHTS, pt ½. Hancock/M!Sole Survivor. warnings: drug use

“I’d had my doubts when we first hit the road.”

“Doubts?”

Hancock snorts, leaning back into the comfort of the Old State House couches, his feet propped up on the coffee table between the various drugs and paraphernalia, the grinders and razor blades and empty needles. “You kiddin’ me? You looked like you’d fallen out of the Vault that day.”

Sole looks up from the belt he’s trying to tie tight around his forearm, incredulous, then back down. “Bullshit.”

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Kylo Ren cosplay build

The questions I’ve been getting most lately are about how I made my Kylo Ren outfit, and while I made a bunch of WIP posts, I figured it’s easier if I put everything in one place so I can quickly link it to anyone who asks. You’re welcome to scroll through my Kylo Ren tag too if you want more info. 

I should probably note that it’s not 100% screen accurate so if you’re looking to get into the 501st, this outfit meets some of the requirements but not all so make sure you double check their requirements and don’t just follow me. 

Also this entire outfit was built in about a week and a half with these 3 songs on repeat so I highly recommend working to them because they were vital to me finishing this on time: Miike Snow - Genghis Khan, Panic at the Disco - All the Boys, and Love Is The Drug from the Sucker Punch soundtrack. So just play those for a week until you go mad and you’ll be fine. 

Top picture by Cosplay Media. All others by me. 

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I lost track of the story from the 4th line. I don't even know what's going on anymore. Send help.
  • Homura: Ah, another beautiful day to do evil!
  • Kyubey: What are you going to do today, Homura Akemi?
  • Homura: Skip school and play video games all day.
  • Kyubey: But you've been doing that this entire week!
  • Homura: I know. What could be more evil than not going to school?
  • Kyubey: ...Sometimes I forget you are eternally stuck as a middle school student.
  • Homura: Huh?
  • Kyubey: Nothing.
  • Homura: It's not like there's anyone who can stop me so I've finally found an evil plan that won't totally backfire on me!
  • Sayaka: ((Kicks down Homura's door))
  • Sayaka: AKEMI! BECAUSE YOU'VE BEEN ABSENT FOR SO LONG THE TEACHER HAS SENT ME TO CHECK UP ON YOUR SORRY ASS! IF YOU'RE NOT SICK OR SOMETHING I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR BUTT FOR MAKING ME WASTE MY TIME!
  • Homura: Oh no, my evil plan totally backfired!
  • Kyubey: I'm pretty sure the universe resents you trying to remake it and it's just screwing with you at this point.
  • Homura: No time for your witty banter Incubator, what do I do?!
  • Kyubey: Pretend to be sick?
  • Homura: NO I MEAN GIVE ME SOMETHING MORE SPECIFIC!
  • Kyubey: Lie in bed and cough a lot?
  • Homura: Yeah, that'll work! And I better change back into my pajamas so it looks like I've been in bed all day too!
  • Sayaka: AKEMI, I'M WEARING MY SPECIAL ASS KICKING CLEATS AND I'M COMING UP TO YOUR ROOM NOW!
  • Homura: Oh crap, there's no time to waste!
  • Kyubey: Why don't you just stop time and-
  • Homura: No time to waste listen to you either! Help me button up my pajama top!
  • Kyubey: Oh sure, let my just use my fingers and hands and OH WAIT I DON'T HAVE ANY!
  • Homura: Argh! No time! No time!
  • Kyubey: Seriously, just stop time and-
  • Homura: I won't do any of the buttons on my pajama top then, help me find my pajama pants!
  • Sayaka: MY CLEATS CRAVE ANUS, AKEMI!
  • Homura: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!
  • Homura: I mean.... OH WOW. I AM SO SICK. SOOOO SICK. COUGH. COUGH.
  • Kyubey: ....Did you literally say "cough" instead of coughing? Not only are you an idiot for doing that, you're an idiot for thinking that would work.
  • Sayaka: Oh wow, I can hear Homura coughing. Maybe she really is sick after all.
  • Kyubey: ...........
  • Homura: SMART!
  • Homura: NO, CAN'T WASTE TIME! FOCUS HOMURA, MUST CHANGE PANTS!
  • Kyubey: I know I don't wear pants myself so I can't really tell but I'm pretty sure you don't need to focus to put on pants.
  • Homura: SHUSH KYUBEY, DON'T TALK OR I'LL LOSE MY FOCUS!
  • Kyubey: No seriously, how hard do you need to focus to-
  • Homura: DAMN IT KYUBEY YOU MADE ME PUT BOTH LEGS INTO THE SAME LEG HOLE!
  • Kyubey: ...........
  • Kyubey: How did you trick everyone and become a demon again?
  • Sayaka: ((Slams her foot through Homura's bedroom door))
  • Sayaka: MY CLEATS AND I HAVE ARRIVED!
  • Homura: AHH! I'M OUT OF TIME! MUST JUMP INTO BED AND PRETEND I'M SICK!
  • Sayaka: I can hear you, you know.
  • Homura: DAMN!
  • Homura: ((Tries to hop towards her bed))
  • Sayaka: ((Bursts through the door))
  • Sayaka: I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS AKEMI!
  • Homura: DAMN YOU TO HELL MIKI! STAY AWAY FROM ME!
  • Homura: ((Tries to hop away as fast as she can))
  • Sayaka: You realise that every time you bend down to hop, you're placing your butt in the optimal butt-kicking position.
  • Homura: DAMN YOU BUTT, HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME?!
  • Sayaka: ((Winds up for a kick))
  • Homura: Preemptive strike!
  • Homura: ((Hop-tackles Sayaka to the ground and falls on top of her))
  • Sayaka: GET OFF ME!
  • Homura: NEVER!
  • Sayaka: ((Tries to push Homura off))
  • Homura: Damn, I can't hold Miki down like this! If only I had proper usage of my legs, I could use them to hold my position better!
  • Homura: i know! I just need to take my pants off!
  • Homura: ((Starts wriggling out of her pants))
  • Sayaka: H-Hey, what are you doing?
  • Homura: Taking my pants off!
  • Sayaka: WHY?!
  • Homura: BECAUSE OF CLEARLY THOUGHT OUT, LOGICAL REASONS!
  • Homura: AHA! NOW THAT I AM PANTSLESS CAN NOW I CAN UNLEASH MY TRUE POWER!
  • Sayaka: WHY WOULD PANTS BE SEALING AWAY YOUR TRUE POWER?!
  • Homura: NOW THAT I HAVE YOU RIGHT WHERE I WANT YOU, I'LL-...Uh, lemme think about this...
  • Sayaka: WHY DID YOU EVEN PIN ME DOWN AND TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS OFF THEN IN THE FIRST PLACE, IDIOT?!
  • Homura: .............
  • Homura: Uh, lemme think about this...
  • Sayaka: And not only that, your top is unbuttoned! Are you trying to seduce me with your lewdness?!
  • Homura: ...If I said yes would that piss you off?
  • Sayaka: YES!
  • Homura: Then... I'M TOTALLY TRYING TO SEDUCE YOU WITH MY LEWDNESS!
  • Sayaka: DAMN IT AKEMI, STOP BEING WEIRD!
  • Homura: NEVER!
  • Homura: LET'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I TAKE MY TOP OFF TOO!
  • Sayaka: DAMN IT HOMURA YOU'RE MAKING THIS REALLY WEIRD AND AWKWARD!
  • Homura: AH HA HA HA! HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, MIKI?
  • Sayaka: I think I like it a lot, actually.
  • Homura: AH HA HA H- wait what?
  • Homura: ....Am I sitting on something?
  • Sayaka: .....
  • Homura: .....
  • Sayaka: ....
  • Homura: .....
  • Sayaka: .....
  • Homura: Oh.
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  • Kyubey: That's hot.

saw this interesting comment on mo’s article and thought i’d share:

Hi Maureen,
Thank you for a great article..

I am a 65 year old heterosexual male. The love scene between Clarke and Lexa moves me to tears on every occasion I watch it, and I watch it constantly.

Like most of the LGBTQ community and probably Hetero too, I was shocked and dismayed by the total shabbiness and amateurish dispatch of Lexa from the story. As a writer myself, I can tell it reeks of haste and perhaps a sense of panic. I agree with most commentators, Alica’s conflict of schedules could have been overcome.

However, this is not as straight forward as it seems. And, on the face of it, although it may seem to be a lesbian bashing exercise, I do not think it is. If so, they would not have had Clarke engaging again in such a relationship with another character early in S3. They would have steered her back to a male again. Did CW exploit the LGBTQ (and hetero) community for the sake of ratings? Certainly!

But Lexa was not killed for not for homophobic reasons.

The basic truth is this. Alicia’s character, Lexa was beginning to eclipse Elizah’s Clarke. She was becoming increasingly more loved and popular. What was the reason for this?

The reason is simple. Anyone who has studied writing will have also studied archetypes and their psychological significance. CW had in fact created a powerful archetype in Lexa. A warrior princess with the same qualities of historical figures such as Boadicea and Joan of Arc.There are others but we have statues to these two in particular to this day, thousands and hundreds of years after their deaths respectively. Remakes of Joan Of Arc are being made on almost a depressingly regular basis.

Put this together with the makeup, streaky mascara enhancing the already large eyes and you reinforce this into an even more powerful image that will galvanise at the first sight of it. Clarke, didn’t stand a chance. It didn’t matter if later she donned this make up too. Lexa had captured us mind and soul, in a way Clarke’s character never quite convincingly accomplished. So, what of the previous commander, why didn’t she have the same effect?

Ah, this is where it becomes more interesting and complex. Even though you may think so, Clarke is not so dualistic or as complex in nature. Neither was the first commander. Both were ‘TOPS’.

It becomes clearer throughout Season two that Lexa is a BOTTOM. Despite the fact she can fight and kill without any emotion, betray an alliance for her own people’s needs, her vulnerability with respect to another woman she finds attractive is laid bare with almost effortless ease. This dualistic nature becomes intoxicatingly intriguing. This is how she stole the show, for hetero men and gay/bi women alike

The other reason may cause contention. Basically, Alicia’s range of expression in her acting as Lexa is far more expansive than Elizah’s, at least as far as Clarke’s character is concerned. This is not a comparison of acting skills, but more of Directorial requirements.

However, if you are watching the first Season of ‘Fear the Walking Dead, Alicia’s character is far from engaging and totally uninspiring, unless at some future point she learns to fight and dons warpaint. Which reinforces my previous point.

Alicia/Lexa’s range of facial expression during the love scene in Episode 7 totally outshone her lover’s. The point at which she was sat on the bed looking up at Clarke with those big eyes and parted mouth in a total expression of love, consent and submission in comparison to Clarke’s almost steely masculine look said it all. Alicia/Lexa had captured the production of CW’s The 100… completely. And, like Joan Of Arc it became unbearable for her to even exist either in a cell or a convent or in the story of The 100, banished as some fans would have preferred. She had to ‘Go To The Stake’ and her body totally destroyed, even to the point of having her ‘Spirit’ cut from her body as Joan’s ashes were scattered beyond reach.

So, the studio saw what was happening. It is totally unacceptable for a guest star to eclipse the Main Permanent Protagonist She had to go. But not for the reasons many think.

So, where do we go from here?

Jason is now locked in, as far as Clarke’s character is concerned. If Clarke re-bonds with Bellamy, as many would like, or anyone else further down the road, then Clarke’s love for Lexa, her parting words on her death bed would become empty and faithless. The audience would see her as such and fail to trust her.

This is why either Lexa has to be returned or the Season will end at the conclusion of Season 4.

My guess is, Clarke will continue to fight the battles to the end and deliver her people and unite the Clans but will remain chaste. She has to.

But, like Moses who was forbidden to enter the Holy land and, like Frodo Baggins whose wounds were too deep she will travel wearily to the Grey Havens and board the Ship to the Isles of the West and into Legend, together with Lexa who (through whatever plot machinations Jason can imagine) will be there at the very end when she cannot do any further damage to the show and where Clarke and Her Love can be fully and permanently consummated in such a way that the LGBTQ community may and I stress MAY be overjoyed and satisfied.

So, here we have a typical example of Dr. Frankenstein (CW) creating a Monster (Lexa) that they couldn’t control. They didn’t know what the hell to do. They panicked and killed her quickly and then got embroiled in the ‘dead Lesbian’ dispute which they were completely unprepared for as that was not their reason, hence the panic on the social networks and conflicting interviews. They could hardly admit that they thought Lexa was taking over the show could they?

So, this is why they are totally screwed. The 100 will be lucky to see the completion of Season 4 and there certainly will not be a season five, unless Lexa plays a dominant part at the expense of Clarke.

Do not be surprised if Lexa appears in her own future independent show and goes the whole way to provide the LGBTQ community with everything they ever dreamed of and go where Xena only dreamed of.

Thank you for reading.