And even though it was sad (all right I cried a bit) I had already watched Xena Warrior Princess years ago so naturally sad endings no longer affect me (but I still have not forgiven XWP for that rushed out of character ending)
Anyway now I am really looking forward to the Carmilla Movie!
But there seems to be some questions that need to be answered like:
What does it mean now that Carmilla is no longer a vampire? even though the story about Carmilla involves her being a vampire.
Will Danny Lawrence come back? I hope so, Carmilla would still call her Xena but what will Danny call Carmilla now? (Ex-Fangs maybe)
And if so will Danny be a vampire? probably not, because of Laura’s sacrifice for Carmilla and her friends.
Will LaFontaine get a bionic eye? I bet LaF gets X-ray vision too (cool!).
What will Perry do now? no seriously what will Perry be doing now?
Will we get to see Kirsch and Melanippe? I think we will with Mel as a reporter and Dudescort as the cameraman.
Who has sent Laura…sorry, Professor Hollis the card with multiple choice? personally I think it’s LaFontaine, it would be their style to get Laura’s and Carmilla’s attention, also I think the “Oh god, oh god it laid eggs” might have something to do with Perry (what on earth has she summoned now)
Like I said I’m really looking forward to the Movie, maybe we might even get a forth series! (I hope so) @carmillaseries
Brook’s second day in SS is going slightly more tolerably than the first. Mr. Samuels has assigned an entirely new worksheet packet, but thankfully, the topic is the same, so she is crunches her way through it somewhat decently.
After she is done, she decided is due a little reward. A large-sized coffee drink would be a good choice after all that trigonometry.
- Hi, Kayla, can I get that large Vanilla Latte?
Kayla: One large Vanilla Latte is coming right up.
As she prepares the drink, both she and Holly turn to grin at the newcomer.
- Hi Terry! What’s up?
- It’s Terrence. How many times do I have to say that? My name’s Terrence, not Terry.
Wow, what a prick, thinks Brook. Who even acts like this? Oh, that’s right. The person whose preferred name sounds like it belongs to a stuffy old professor.
Holly: Come on, man. We’re just kidding. What will it be?
Terrence: You know me. My regular, the Ctulhu. Gotta get that coffee kick.
Kayla: Still working on that play?
Terrence: That’s right. One day, it’ll blow you all away.
Holly: We’ll be waiting for it.
Just as Brook expected, Terrence opens up his laptop at the table next to hers and begins typing away like a maniac.
Looks like his coffee drink lived up to its name after all.
Hey do u have any fic recs? Maybe something kinky wth Hollstein doing happy things. I don't care who is on top lol
uh I actually have a lot and I’d love to do a masterpost one day but here are the ones that are at the top of my head and mostly aren’t one shots. Some of them don’t really have smut as the focus or it’s very minimal and not at all explicit, but the story/plot is good. Also, I can’t promise they’re all happy LMAO
I think that’s it for now… I’ll probably make a masterpost which is 3x longer than this but I don’t know when I’ll have time to so this is a start. I don’t really have “old” fandom fics because I only started reading Hollstein fics last year summer.
As you can tell, I’m so really into Hollstein fics to the point I know most author’s tumblr accounts LMAO Also they deserve the shout-out and free promo <3
PROMPT Holly takes an art class as an elective and needs a model for a human anatomy study. Gail is the one paired with Holly to pose nude.
A/N: I *think* this general premise has been written before for them, but hopefully this is different enough that it doesn’t matter. Enjoy. :)
Holly huffed in annoyance as she moved her sketching pencil across the paper. She wasn’t used to not exceeding expectations. She wasn’teven used to just being average at something. And she most definitely wasn’tused to outright sucking at something. Because she did suck. This drawing of
the male model–nude of course–really fucking sucked.
Holly cursed herself for letting Rachel talk her into taking
this class alongside her. Holly had wanted to take music theory for her fine
arts requirement. But no, “it’ll be fun, Hol,” Rachel had said.
“You can learn more about human anatomy and how it can move,” her
supposed best friend had insisted.
“Fucking hell,” Holly muttered under her breath in
a rare outburst of profanity. The guy’s arm, which was all she had, looked more
like a shriveled up banana than an actual, toned arm. (A shriveled up banana? Really, Holly?)
“Don’t hold the utensil with so much tension,” a
calm voice said from behind her, causing her to jump. “Relax your grip and
Professor Holly: Hello my precious blueberries! Alright, let’s spin those wheels and play with some clay. [He slams down a hunk of clay, startling them] Now there’s one and one rule only in this class: I will tolerate no re-enacting, whether it’s ironic or sincere, of the Patrick Swayze Demi Moore pottery scene in Ghost. Ever since that movie was released in 1990 I have seen every conceivable variation of what I call ‘ghosting’. This could be guy on girl, girl on guy, or the “hilarious” guy on guy. So since it never stopped I had to adopt a zero-Ghost-tolerance policy. If you so much as hum three notes from that Righteous Brothers song, with God as my witness, I will come at you with everything I’ve got. OK? Let’s have a great time!