Minutes after he’d ended the call, he could still hear Maryse’s voice in his head, and her scoff that he was once again at Magnus’. He had assumed that the three months would have been enough time for her to get over the fact that he’d chosen Magnus, but his mother was nothing if not persistent in telling him the many reasons why he shouldn’t waste his time with Magnus Bane.
“Still asking you why you’re with Magnus,” Izzy asked when he sighed.
Alec nodded. “Now, she’s asking me what I see in him.” Alec made a face. “Like seriously. What kind of question is that?”
“You should have just told her he has a big dick,” Jace said, with a casual shrug of his shoulders.
“Jace!” Alec exclaimed, not like it did anything for Jace who just stared calmly right back at him.
one thing I absolutely LOVE about Terry Prachett’s writing is the thing he does where there’s something very emotional going on and your automatic impulse is to be inside the character’s head, but he deliberately…steps back
Anyone watching would have seen Rincewind dart backwards and forwards across the shimmering heaps, scrabbling desperately among them, throwing aside charred furniture, pulling aside lumps of fallen roof with less than superhuman strength. They would have seen him pause once or twice to get his breath back, then dive in again, cutting his hands on shards of half-molten glass from the dome of the roof. They would have noticed that he seemed to be sobbing.
and like this:
Anyway, right, then he pushed through the line of guards what was holding the crowd back and stood right in front of the doors, and they weren’t sure what to do about bishops, and I heard him say something like, I carried you in the desert, I believed all my life, just give me this one thing.
Both of those things are happening in really, really high-intensity, high-emotion situations but instead of taking us into what the characters are thinking, he steps back and leaves us in the role of an observer
and you wouldn’t think that would work, right? You’d think that’d get too dull or would leave us wanting, but it doesn’t really, it allows us to imagine what the character must be feeling all the more intensely
in general he’s got this amazingly subtle way of writing emotion that’s almost painfully restrained and yet very very piercing, so that just a few words can leave you breathless
and his stories are so carefully-woven that those words are like the point of a pin - the whole story has been building up to those few words, you’ve been waiting for them for ages, and so when they come they have the whole force of the story behind them and knock you over.
So y’all wondering if Episode Six wouldn’t leave you an emotional mess right?
Well YOU’RE DEAD WRONG!
This episode has been a rollercoaster ride of emotions from the very start to the very end. So for those of you who haven’t watched the newest episode of Lucifer yet, you can turn back here now and try to prepare yourselves for what’s to come. Although no amount of preparation would help you to be honest.
So let’s start from the top shall we?
Not even one minute in and you’re already seeing Lucifer getting drunk and flirting aggressively and just going on a downward spiral of despair and anguish and it’s really painful to watch.
Messed up Lucifer who looks like Hell as Chloe quoted is too much and hurts you because you’re seeing him in a way punishing himself and grieving too by the drinking, the eating of too much junk food, being downright aggressive but also being super calm which is really frightening cause you know he is super angry mostly at himself and you don’t know what he is going to do. WHICH LEADS ME TO GETTING THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE WHEN HE PUNCHES DAN IN THE FACE. And then him at his club after getting the boot from Chloe and just trying to play the piano in his emotional state but ending it abruptly and breaking down for a moment to angrily chase away the guests in his club.
But let’s talk about Amenadiel cause he is suffering too. He is grieving. And Charlotte aka Mom takes advantage of that which I am hella mad about. And you get to see where Lucifer had actually buried Uriel. At first, I was like what is so significant about that tree. But it wasn’t the tree oh no. It was under the tree. URIEL’S GRAVE WAS UNDER THAT TREE AND TO KNOW THAT LUCIFER BURIED HIS LITTLE BRO WITH HIS OWN TWO HANDS HURTS ME. ESPECIALLY WHEN AMENADIEL BREAKS DOWN UPON SEEING IT AND LUCIFER HALLUCINATING FOR A MOMENT SEEING URIEL.
And then he goes after the shooter and cries out for him to be shot and his little angry conversation with the shooter and how Chloe sees through it and figures out he wants to punish himself and then pleading to him to talk to her but he just rejects her and shuts her out because how could he possibly just tell her that he killed his brother, an angel, to protect her when she doesn’t even believe him now.
ALSO DID ANYONE NOTICE THE CATCH IN CHLOE’S VOICE WHEN SHE LEFT HIM AFTER THEY CAUGHT THE SHOOTER?
Overall there were cute moments like Mazikeen being accepted demon face and all by Trixie and you could see how happy and relieved she was. And Maze intimidating the guy to give Trixie more candy and money included!? And then these two just cuddling up together on the couch. That soothed my heart for a bit.
AND THEN THIS EPISODE WENT STRAIGHT FOR THE JUGULAR. Lucifer FREAKING reveals himself to Linda. I am still in shock and still cannot believe that just happened but it did.
But instead of being accepted at first glance, Linda was completely shook and all this after she told Lucifer to be honest with her. He looked so hopeful and so happy for a second thinking that she would still accept him after everything but NOPE. HIS WORLD JUST CAME CRASHING DOWN.
GIVE THE POOR MAN A HUG.
WHICH LEADS TO THE PROMO WHICH IS JUST AS PAINFUL AS TONIGHT’S EPISODE.
It’s been almost a year since I did a follow forever and though many things have changed, I’m still just as amazed that there are people who follow this blog and even some who’ve done so for months on end, tolerating my random ass flailing over 5,789 different things, and just. Jeez. You are amazing, what else can I say. SO THANK YOU. You’re awesome, and I wish you all the best in the world; you deserve it all and so much more. But now, if your dash is looking a bit empty and you’re looking for people to follow, below you can find the people who make my dash brighter and better and just, well, overall amazing. So give them a look over and follow some all of them.
the terrible three
• We’ve come a long way from sending cute tortoises and hugging gifs to each other but as much as I hate you, I kinda love you more. Because you are the Ann to my Leslie, the Daenerys to my Jorah, the Sarah to my Cosima, and just happen to make my days brighter – even when you’re a rude, grumpy ass ewok which is about 98% of the time. Ilysfm. And I know you know.
villemowrites • It’s been 84 years and you’re still tolerating my shit and screaming and procrastinating and cliche-filled writing shenanigans and gosh, I swear I will never not be amazed by that. So Anni, my dearest, you are my one true partner in crime, and if kaijus ever walk the earth, our drift compatibility will get rid of all of them if we manage to get our asses on the move that is.
•UGH WHERE WOULD I EVEN BEGIN WITH YOU. I adore you. It’s as simple as that. There will never be a day when I won’t be grateful that instead of just deleting the message I had sitting in my inbox for four freaking months, I went and replied anyways. You’re my beautiful cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure, and I love you. So, so much.
Sam found the vial and turned it around and around in his fingers. Such a small container for something so important. He took a deep breath and turned to face you, you gave him a firm nod and swallowed hard.
“You’re ready?” He breathed out.
“As I’ll ever be,” you said with a short laugh, “no turning back now, right?”
He carefully prised the lid off and the pale blue light rose out gently. Sam had seen grace before, but he could never describe it, the pure energy but the feeling of calm all at once. It was just phenomenal, there was no way he could describe it but that it suited you.
“It’s beautiful,” he whispered.
You cracked a smile at him, his eyes transfixed on it as the ever moving orb got closer to you. Tendrils of light reached out as the light got brighter and closed the remaining distance.
“Sam, now,” you muttered, just as the brilliant white light shone out entirely. “Close your eyes, Sam.”
oh hey yeah I watched The Wolverine tonight.I enjoyed it very much. yes it has flaws, but there are many shirtless Hugh Jackman scenes. what more could ya want? plus, Yukio is a badass. one last thing: stay after credits if you’re going to see it. I was dying in my seat.