Loss is a huge motivator for many characters in the beginning of the season, including Boyd, who is reeling from the loss of Erica when he comes back to town a changed kid. “He’s a man scorned, and he’s out for blood,” Sinqua Walls said. “He’s massively in touch with his wolf-like tendencies and still trying to control them and still learning, and now he’s kind of breaking out, not sure of who to trust. He has a tendency now to want to lash out, and there’s no one there to guide him in how to become a good wolf.”
just a few things that are interesting/ cool/ central if u wanna get a handle on his character before you see him in the showwwww (this is all prior to his meeting reba)
born with a cleft palate so severe that he couldn’t be fed normally and would have died except for a cleaning lady saying enough was enough and making him a specialised bottle nozzle
given a shoddy palate reconstruction so that he could swallow and breathe
abandoned by mother and raised in an orphanage until the age of five
believed his name was cunt face and was proud that he could pronounce it – the older boys had been helping him practice it
grandmother adopts him at five and takes him to live in the old persons home she runs
grandmother uses him as a weapon against her estranged daughter and her politician husband (and physically/ mentally abuses him)
at the age of nine francis begins killing chickens and other small animals
he sublimates his rage against his grandmother into a ‘great Love’ which eventually becomes the red dragon
later in his ninth year grandmother has a breakdown and his mother collects him to live with her family
after a month he is sent to live at a boarding house after killing his stepsister’s pet cat
(as an adult he has repressed the memories of living at his mother’s house almost entirely)
at 17 francis is caught breaking into a woman’s house for a ‘purpose never established’ and is given the option of joining the army rather than being charged
in the army after basic training he goes to a special school in dark-room operating and makes medical corps training films
army surgeons ‘take an interest’ in him and perform cutting edge surgeries to correct his cleft and reconstruct his mouth/ nose (in front of a large audience of interested surgeons)
he re-enlists and is deployed to korea to work on developing film from reconnoissance planes
spends his leave in hong kong
leaves the army two months early on compassionate grounds and takes grandmother out of the sanatorium and cares for her at home (she dies between two and ten years later… sorry i gotta figure out timeline stuff here)
wears ‘a neat moustache’ to hide his scars
believes that everyone but especially women is laughing at him behind his back about his disfigurement
always wears a mask when he works out – the only mirror in the house is the one in his workout room
he sits down to pee
at forty ‘could have competed successfully in a regional body building competition’ but was not satisfied
discovers the william blake painting of the great red dragon this same year
‘watches medical films to aid him in sexual relief’
takes three months off work at the film developing company to go back to hong kong, has his great red dragon tattoo done and has a set of dentures made to fit him which are exactly like grandmother’s* dentures
‘finds’ the jacobis five months after returning to the US
and that’s what ive got so far, it’s a bit long but im really glossing already.
* the dragon is heavily associated with grandmother in voice/ tone/ sensory details, when it first begins appearing it is accompanied by a smell memory of grandmother’s cooking and the threats it makes to him are the threats that grandmother made to him as a child
parentlock headcanon: john, sherlock, and mary are together and they have baby hamish and they all raise him together and he goes to school and he’s like ‘yeah i have a mum and two dads’ and the other kids are like 'what????’ and he’s just like 'is that weird????’ and yeah. but like they would be the perfect parents all together like john would be the stereotypical dad and play football and rugby with misha and sherlock would take him on cases and mary would be pta president and at every school function and i’m crying like fuck
The chatter and clamor of the tavern has faded into the background as you go around to each table, taking empty glasses and making sure everyone was happy. You made your way to the corner table where a young girl was sitting alone. You could have sworn that seat was empty, but she easily could have slipped through the crowd without you noticing.
You approached the young girl, who only seemed a couple years younger than you. She had stringy hair and her fingernails were caked with dirt. She was rather pretty, even if she was covered in grime. “Need anything?” you asked politely. The girl continued to stare straight ahead, seemingly lost in thought. After a pause she said, “Strongest ale you got.” You laughed, “You seem to be a little young for that, aye?” The girl grunted but otherwise remained silent. You sighed, “I’ve found that I can tell when someone’s havin’ a bad time. But I’ve also found that talkin’ is a better aid than ale.” You said, smiling.
The girl looked at you, her eyes surveying you up and down. She opened her mouth, then swung it shut, seemingly trying to figure out what to say. Finally she spoke, “My friend isn’t… with me anymore.” she ran a hand through her short hair, “He just… left.”
You twisted your mouth, thinking about how to help this girl. “What’s you’re name?” you asked The girl hesitated, “Nymeria,” she said after a pause. You smiled, “Well, Nymeria. I’ll get you some drink and you can tell me anything you want, aye?”
And although you didn’t expect it, the young, dirty little girl sitting in the corner gave you a smile so bright it lit up the entire tavern.
Tom’s smile over his champagne wasn’t comforting any longer. It hadn’t been for several days now, since Sherlock had appeared in the locker room. Since he’d allowed her to hug him—she hesitant and shy, he wary and just as hesitant—she had lay awake all night.
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON THREE OF ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK
DO NOT CONTINUE READING THIS POST IF YOU HAVE NOT YET FINISHED SEASON THREE!!!
you have been warned…..
I’m assuming if you are still reading this that you have either finished season three, or you don’t care about spoilers.
Okay….who else is pissed? Like really…we need to wait a whole year after THAT finale? This season left so many unanswered questions. Too many. Did Alex get shot? Is she dead? Where the fuck is Bennet? Will he come back? WILL NICKY GET OUT OF MAX!?! WILL SOPHIA GET OUT OF SHU!?! What will happen to Daya’s baby now!?! They spent almost ten full minutes on everyone splashing around in the lake when they could have at least tied SOME of these ends together for us. And seriously….going to the lake was a dumb fucking idea because when they eventually get caught they will all have SO MUCH TIME added to their sentences…was it really worth it just for a few moments of freedom?
I did like some things this season. I feel like a lot of the character development was really great. I love the friendship between Boo and Tucky and also between Taystee and Suzanne (crazy eyes). I really liked all the back stories for everyone. I feel like this season made me love everyone ten times more than I already did…
Except fucking Piper.
I hated Piper this season. What a pain in the ass. Fuck Piper. And Alex too. They were my least favorite.