Leak Warning A.K.A. Hey, so remember when we thought season 7 couldn’t possibly get any leakier?
For those who don’t frequent Equestria Daily, the last four episodes (plus today’s normal release) of season 7 have been leaked online in English, full 1080p quality.
So… yeah. This will forever be known as the season of leaks. Even the Movie, which takes place after season 7 (but before season 8) was leaked online earlier this week. Which means Hasbro has some firing to do, and we have some spoilers to avoid… or not.
My call was to binge-watch all 5 episodes back-to-back. No shame. It was glorious and I have zero regrets, because I’ll never get the chance to binge MLP like that again! Probably.
But out of respect for those who want to wait until the official release, I, as usual, won’t post spoilers until each release date rolls around.
Buuut, for those of you who want to try out that Netflix-style binge-watching for MLP, here are links to the last five episodes. Click and view at your own risk.
P.S. I saw the Movie in theatres! A spoiler-free review will actually be coming a little later next week, with some help from some friends, and a full-spoiler-filled review will be coming seperately (maybe before, maybe after, but we’ll see what I have time for. Pinkie Pie Day has been moved to Monday/Canadian Thanksgiving this year, so I’ll most likely focus on that first)!
Okay but Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker, the golden child of the Republic, falling in love with assassin Padmé who becomes a vigilante because she thinks the Jedi aren’t doing their jobs properly? Good stuff.
Poly Reaper76, Gabe and the S/O ganging up on Jack to get rid of that thing that died on his lip. (The mustache from the Daredevil skin.)
Poly Reaper76 fluff? Or fluff for Reaper and 76? (Let the old men be happy!)
It starts with Lena’s innocent
observation that he and Genji are the only men she’s never seen
with a beard. There’s silence as everyone in the room mentally
divides the Overwatch agents into those with a beard and those
without. And former Strike-Commander Morrison comes up as babyfaced
as the man who without his mask is still occasionally asked for his
ID when buying alcohol.
“It’s cause he can’t grow it.”
Gabriel says, their most recent ally and all too happy to throw Jack
under the bus. He’s still uncomfortable among the new agents, sticks
to Jack and you for the most part and otherwise pretends he’s a lot
more unaffected by teaming up with his former enemies than he really
“That’s a lie. He’s lying.”
Jack looks around the room, willing everyone to accept his
beard-growing skills. Tracer is doubtful, everyone else doesn’t
even pretend to believe him.
“Babe, you’ve been shaving your
smooth chin since our days in the SEP, you don’t fool me.”
Realising no one else will come to his
aid, Jack turns to you.
“You believe me. Right?”
It’s a bit of an asshole-ish thing to
do but instead of taking his side, you lean against Gabriel’s
chair, tracing his beard with the pad of your thumb.
“I don’t know. Seems strange you
never grew one. No shame in it if you can’t …”
“There’s probably pills for that.”
Gabriel throws in and cackles, tipping his head back to beg a kiss
“Maybe some stimulating cream.” you
add, grinning against his lips.
Jack huffs and leaves, finishing his
grand retreat with an ominous “Just you wait.”
Can we see Tempest and Dooku interacting? Like maybe Obi-Wan gets sent on a mission where of course Tempest follows despite being told to stay in the temple, and Dooku gets involved somehow?
“I’ll just be here, relaxing, trying not to get into trouble.”
Qui-Gon rolled his eyes at the suspicious looking Jedi. “Obi-Wan,
really, I’ll stay here, I don’t have any needs that won’t be
sated not in the tavern.”
“…Well, extra incentive to behave then.” Obi-Wan hummed and
stepped closer, pressing a soft kiss to the others lips while
standing on his toes. He was gone before the former Sith could
respond in turn and danced away from his grip when Qui-Gon reached
“Behave~” Obi-Wan laughed then skipped out of the tavern.
“…Bah.” Qui-Gon sighed and moved to the counter to order
himself a drink and a plate of whatever constituted as food in the
dump. Hmm, first thing he was doing when back on Coruscant was
needling Obi-Wan into visiting Dex again, his food was greasy but
He took the glass of beer and sat down, settling in for what he knew
would be a long wait. Obi-Wan would not get a lead in a while, he
could tell by the sensation in the Force but his Imp was an eager one
and always on the ready.
Shamefully, it took him a while to recognize that he was being
watched and Qui-Gon raised his head to look around, eyebrow raised
before sighing and sitting up properly, settling his mug down even as
the food arrived.
He didn’t touch it as a dark cloaked shadow dispatched itself from
where it had been observing him before the man sat down.
“Master.” The former Sith greeted.
“Am I still that.” Dooku finally lifted his head enough to show
his narrowed eyes staring at Qui-Gon. “I am very displeased with
“I can imagine so. But as you can see, I have not joined the Jedi.”
Qui-Gon shrugged, yellow eyes peering back at the man he had happily
called his Master for quite a few years. Dooku had been the closest
Qui-Gon had to a father, since his own had abandoned him.
“I can see that. I require an explanation Qui-Gon. And its only
your connection to me that allows you that or I would have sent far
harsher means after you.” There was a warning in those words, that
the explanation better be good and better please Dooku or Qui-Gon
would pay for abandoning him.
“The Jedi I came with?”
“Windu’s whelp? Kenobi.” Dooku nodded in recognition.
“…I’m soulbonded to him. I couldn’t…” Qui-Gon waved his
hand. “I could have brought him to you, I know, kept him contained.
But that would have made him fade and die. I choose to follow him
The older man leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his
chest, his face blank but his surprise in the Force obvious.
“Soulbonded, such a thing has not been recorded since…”
“Since Revan and Bastila Shan. I know. I used that as a
justification to remain with Obi-Wan in front of the Council. A sith
and a jedi.”
Dooku watched him. “Technically Revan was both.”
“I know. Jedi Council does not see in shades of grey though.”
Qui-Gon snorted. Then he went mute for a bit. “…I could not leave
him, do you blame me?”
The Sith growled a bit then sighed and crossed his arms over his
chest. “No. I have an explanation that makes sense now. I do not
like it but the Force has willed it and I can’t change it. Tell me,
does he know?”
“No, I haven’t told him. He knows there is a bond, he’d be
stupid not to realize and Obi-Wan is not stupid. But he doesn’t
realize what kind.”
Dooku ran his fingers over his beard. “Not surprising, bonds and
bonding is an obscure and seldom researched part of the Force in the
newer ages. You are aware that the deeper you two bond, the more
likely it is that ones death will cause the others?”
Qui-Gon quietly watched the other before shrugging. “If he goes
into the Force, I’ll follow him. Obi-Wan is mine, nothing shall
hold me from him.”
That got a chuckle out of the older man. “I see they can’t take
the Sith out of the man.”
“What was it you once told me master? My attachment would be my
doom?” Qui-Gon smirked in return.
Stiles comes back from college in full control of his spark and in a full face of make up.
Walking into the loft was far from a surreal experience. It was familiar, something he’d done countless times during high school that now he thought nothing of it. He was just excited - excited to see his pack and his friends after eight months of being away. Because while the others had, he hadn’t came back once. Instead he planned out how he graduate the fastest and decided to fast track his degree, choosing for less visits and instead coming home an entire year early. He took a rushed course over winter holidays and used both reading weeks to desperately stay on top of his too-packed schedule. He was taking a double course load and it was slowly but surely killing him.
But being home now made up for it. He’d spent the entire last afternoon and night with his father, catching up with the Sheriff. He had felt settled in a way he had yet too since leaving for school, being home and being held by his dad. His dad who didn’t say one thing about his new ‘look’ nor said one bad thing about the tattoos he was suddenly covered in, instead asked about what they meant. Explaining his magic to his father had been fun, if not incredibly challenging. It was hard for someone without magic to really, truly understand.
So here he was, his second day back in Beacon Hills and late for the packs get together. He couldn’t be upset he and his father were up until five this morning talking, and he figured the pack would excuse the lateness when he told them. It wasn’t until he actually entered the loft that he realized not seeing the pack may have been a mistake. He definitely didn’t look much like he used too and he was already preparing himself for the barrage of questions he was going to receive.
Public Male Bonding. Over the weekend, a lucky fan met Richard Armitage, Lee Pace, and an unnamed friend while they were out midnight snacking on kebabs because why not.
According to Jessi, Lee didn’t agree to a pic because he’s shy. (which is Lee-speak for “No one’s supposed to know I’m in Berlin because as far as anyone knew, I’ve been filming my new movie in New York.”) Other than that, Jessi seemed to have a lovely encounter.
Um, okay, so Head Captain Yamamoto is old, right? And he's wearing a purple ribbon. So, like, maybe there's something there, where, like, he went to school with his high-school buddies that were dinosaurs. And his ribbon is purple. They're purple.
Oh, Hinamori, you're too beautiful to be funny. It's not your fault. You've never had to compensate for anything.
The rest of you ugly nerds need to give me some jokes stat.