Den-O rewatch, episode one! in this episode: a very unlucky boy gets stuck in a tree, is given coffee by a woman in a magic train, accidentally makes a contract with a demon by riding his bike over it, and is unwillingly conscripted into becoming a time-traveling superhero. it’s a very action-packed 23 minutes!
ugggh there’s so much I wanted to draw for this episode, I couldn’t decide. it’s a solid opening that does a great job of immediately establishing the characters with all these wonderful moments of interaction, and it’s all so good! Ryoutarou is somehow even more pathetically adorable than I remember, which I didn’t think was possible. (that poor boy, just…just let him be happy for once.) I’m definitely gonna have to draw more for this episode, something with Hana at least! I have…a lot of feelings about Hana.
I’ll try not to always be tl;dr but I’m excited to get the ball rolling, and this episode gave me lots of happy nostalgic feelings. C: it’s nice to immediately start off remembering why I loved this ridiculous show in the first place.
also: Ryoutarou’s first fight was so appropriately dorky that it was kind of incredible??
Everybody introducing ourselves to our newest player, and them presenting the best introduction ever given
Elf/Vampire Ranger: I am currently trying to find the vampire clan that this gauntlet belongs to and take down their tyrannical king. Anarmor Fighter: I am in search of my creator, as well as discovering who I am. Succubus Sorcerer: I escaped the depths of hell from my evil demonic father in order to seek freedom from this curse put on me. Elf Druid: I’m currently a wanted criminal for prophesying something awful to a king. I’m also seeking out my father who left my village when I was a little girl. Werewolf Monk: I awoke in the underdark after blacking out. The last thing I remember is being kicked out of my monastery for some reason. Drow Fighter: I’ve accompanied this group after they helped rescue me from being held prisoner at a cathedral and defeating the Kraken that terrorized the outskirts of my city. Elf/Human Druid: I stumbled upon this group by accident after falling down a hole into the underdark. I wanna journey back to my village to seek out the help of the cyclops who guards our island.
Everybody: What about you?
Human Ranger: I wanna hunt down and kill my ex-wife for turning my son into a goat.
"#which is fine bc NEVER FORGET THE FRANKLY EPIC MANNER IN WHICH LOUIS TOMLINSON WAS FINALLY INTRODUCED TO THE WORLD" what happened?
Oh god. OH GOD. Okay, so in their season of The X Factor, you meet Liam in 7x03, then Harry in 7x06, because both of them get full audition segments. Then you meet Niall and Zayn in 7x07, each of them in the context of not being able to dance. (Niall dances badly, Zayn doesn’t want to dance at all.)
But even though Louis appears plenty of times in 7x07 and 7x08, the show actually makes it all the way through bootcamp and the formation of One Direction without ever showing an interview with him or telling you his name or anything about him. AND THEN, NEARLY AN HOUR INTO 7x09, SOMETHING INCREDIBLE HAPPENS.
VOICEOVER: And one act desperate not to disappoint: The boy band One Direction. But as their performance approaches, there’s a problem.
CUT TO FOUR-FIFTHS OF ONE DIRECTION LOOKING DEJECTED:
WHAT IS WRONG?????????????
HARRY: Louis was in the sea earlier, and he cut up his foot. It’s swollen up really bad, and they sent him to the hospital.
This is already MILES more amazing than anyone else’s introduction. BUT IF LOUIS’ NAME FIRST BEING USED IN THE CONTEXT OF “THERE IS TROUBLE, AND GUESS WHO IS AT THE SOURCE OF IT” WEREN’T ALREADY THE GREATEST THING EVER, WE ALSO HAVE THIS INCREDIBLE SHAKY-HOME-VIDEO-STYLE FOOTAGE OF LIAM, HARRY, AND LOUIS GRINNING ABOUT HIS FOOT, WHILE LIAM POINTS AT IT JUST TO DRIVE THE POINT HOME. “LOUIS IS BLEEDING, HOW FUNNY AND COOL!” IDIOTS.
And then it’s still not done being the greatest thing ever to happen, because then they start cutting back and forth between the hospital, where Louis hops his way into the emergency room, and Simon’s, where we get an early look at WHY LOUIS TOMLINSON IS VITAL AND NECESSARY as the stress of the situation combines with a) Liam’s INABILITY TO CHILL THE FUCK OUT when faced with the prospect of getting cut and b) Harry’s nerves, leaving the boys to freak the fuck out without anyone there to balance them out.
DON’T TELL ME THAT’S NOT THE BEST DAMN INTRODUCTION YOU’VE EVER SEEN.
she thought that if she stepped off the Astronomy Tower, she would just float
not remember the last time he’d looked before taking a leap.
believed in God.
She had her
first kiss in a sun-soaked garden at the age of fifteen.
He lost his
virginity to a girl named Sarah at the age of fifteen.
to play Quidditch.
she was in love and disliked the fact.
He knew he
was in love and positively hated it.
and laughed a great deal.
excelled in diplomacy.
in diplomacy, but often resorted to throwing punches instead.
seven detentions in as many years.
He served seventy
he was barking mad.
she was positively insane.
else this may turn out to be, it is first and foremost a love story. It is the
story of how a boy and a girl came to be- and then realize that they were- in
love with one another. You see, it is probable that falling in love was the
most important thing that they ever accomplished, and they accomplished a
number of quite important things. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day
they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was
cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart can require time.”
One of the best introduction of the characters I’ve ever read.
You write all the best ASOIAF meta so I have to ask, any thoughts on the Reeds? They are inexplicably my favorite and I wonder what you think of them.
You’re too kind, anon. Thank you! I quite like the Reeds. I find their place in the narrative really fascinating in a way that transcend their character arcs. I mean, individually they rock, but the way the text handles their introduction and the place they occupy in the Starks’ overall story is extremely compelling to me.
Look at how GRRM handled their introduction. We’ve been hearing about Howland Reed since AGoT as the only other survivor of the Tower of Joy and someone whose relationship with Ned sounded was deep and strong. It was not just that Howland was present for one of the most traumatic events in Ned’s life, one that haunts Ned throughout the book till his very end, but there is also a pointed intimacy in the description of the event that frames the relationship Howland enjoyed with the Stark siblings and the care he displayed for both Lyanna and Ned. Howland was there to take care of Ned as Ned shut down in his grief over Lyanna’s death, he was the one who eased Lyanna’s hand from Ned’s grasp, and I have no doubt that he took on the bulk of the effort of preparing Lyanna’s body for transport and any other needed task, something that must have been excruciating for him in light of his own personal friendship with Lyanna. That profound care Howland showed to the Starks as friends and not merely liege lords is compounded by being a holder of the secret of Jon’s real parentage, something that forms a certain bond between him and Ned as the two people who loved Lyanna fiercely enough to essentially commit treason to save her child’s life. I think Howland’s obscurity and the hardship of trying to find Greywater Watch makes people forget that had the truth about Jon’s parentage come to light, Howland’s life would have been in danger alongside Ned’s. The man was not just holding a secret for a friend, he was endangering himself by doing it.
But Howland is not the Reed GRRM chooses to shape our view of the house though, instead it’s Meera and Jojen that we meet first. The first interesting about this is how Meera and Jojen’s relationship with Bran doesn’t only reflect Howland’s relationship with Ned and Lyanna, but House Reed’s historical relationship with House Stark in general as well. The loyalty of House Reed to the Starks has been made a point even in TWOIAF, and as we see, Meera and Jojen really embody that loyalty. I’d be remiss if I did not speak about the historical weight that Meera and Jojen’s oath of fealty has which truly communicates the enormity of House Reed’s loyalty to the Starks in an oath that is hands-down the best oath of fealty I’ve ever heard.
This is our first introduction to any member of House Reed in current
time, and their oath is not only one that sets them apart from other
loyal Stark vassals, but it also holds the weight of history and
thousands of years of loyalty and trust between House Stark and House
Reed, while also acknowledging the true spirit of feudal vassalage oaths and their reciprocal nature and how the Starks historically upheld it. Look at how meaningful it is.
“To Winterfell we pledge the faith of Greywater,” they said
together. “Hearth and heart and harvest we yield up to you, my lord. Our
swords and spears and arrows are yours to command. Grant mercy to our
weak, help to our helpless, and justice to all, and we shall never fail
you.” “I swear it by earth and water,” said the boy in green. “I swear it by bronze and iron,” his sister said. “We swear it by ice and fire,” they finished together.
Allow me to go on a little tangent here because I just love that oath. This is an oath that is steeped in history, both personal and political.
Note that Meera and Jojen’s first appearance is during the harvest feast, which is pretty symbolic
considering that they were pledging everything to Winterfell, hearth and heart and harvest, trusting that Winterfell will reciprocate with protection and generosity and justice and friendship because that’s what Winterfell has done for thousands of years. It takes profound trust to say “here, we’re prepared to yield everything up to you. We only ask for mercy, help and justice” and knowing that trust will be rewarded. There is an acknowledgement here to thousands of years of good faith and the personal responsibility Winterfell took to look after their vassals through the worst winters. This is House Reed displaying the fierce loyalty that marks its members’ actions, while reflecting the reason the Starks garner such deep loyalty from their vassals. It is, first and foremost, a show of conviction and gratitude, because the Starks are not only known for upholding their solemn duties of protection as feudal lords, but also sharing Winterfell’s beneficial higher technology to ease the suffering of their people in winter in what can only be described as sheer generosity and kindness. They gave residence in the winter town as a right to their people so they could personally care and provide for them. They gave them justice and safety so trusted that the Liddle keeps talking about how different things were when there was a Stark in Winterfell, and the return of the Starks is treated as a symbolic restoration of order in the North. It will be alright when the wolves comes again.
I can spend a lot talking about that oath tbh but I don’t want to derail the conversation too much. I’ll just say that, unnoticed by many, we got our first inkling of ADWD’s Northern storyline and the first reminder that the North Remembers even before we actually heard that specific phrase. Link Meera and Jojen’s oath with Wylla Manderly’s passionate speech about how the wolves “nourished us and protected us” to the Liddle’s conviction that “when there was a Stark in Winterfell, a maiden girl could walk the
kingsroad in her name-day gown and still go unmolested, and travelers
could find fire, bread, and salt at many an inn and holdfast.” The groundwork for the story about Northern loyalty and Ned’s legacy, the explanation of the reason behind it is all laid in Bran’s chapters in book two and three. The Starks earned that indispensable place they hold in Northern history; they cared for their people, so their people cared for them back. The oaths of loyalty are personal to the Northmen because the Starks’ oaths of protection are also personal.
Those riveting declarations of devotion and faithfulness to the Starks that mark ADWD go back to ACok, it starts with Meera and Jojen Reed. We shall never fail you, they declare and then go on to be a steady source of guidance, support and protection for Bran. It’s Jojen Reed that assures us in no uncertain terms that “the wolves will come again” and that’s huge in what it tells the audience. Hang on. Don’t lose faith. That decency and morality and honor the Starks displayed will be rewarded. No, this is not a story about how honor gets you killed. The Starks honored their oaths, and their bannemen will honor them back.
That same sentiment is reflected in Howland’s actions with Lyanna and Ned which was built on a relationship formed when the Starks stood up for him at Harrenhal, Lyanna by charging into the foray to defend him and later riding in the tourney in his name, Ben by offering to help him find armor, and Ned for offering him a place with them, pretty much inviting him to their pack. I tend to see the Reeds as almost kin to the Starks if I’m being frank, which relates to how I also see them as the guardians of the Starks’ magical side, whether directly or symbolically. Their safeguarding of the Starks’ magic ranges from Jojen’s tutelage of Bran and his encouragement for him to seek the three-eyed crow, to Meera taking on the task of his protector through the journey so she could ensure that he does make it to where he is supposed to go, to both Reed siblings coming to Winterfell with the specific mission of saving Bran and setting him free of the chains from Jojen’s dream, to Howland
assisting in protecting Jon who has his own magical destiny. The Reeds are protectors - protectors of secrets, protectors of magic (House Reed has its strong mystical connections, including Jojen’s green dreams and whatever magical knowledge Howland gleamed during his stay on the Isle of Faces so it’s a fitting role), protectors of magically-inclined individuals, protectors of Starks. Howland saved Ned’s life during the rebellion and helped conceal Jon Snow, while his daughter provided for Bran and Jojen and offered physical protection and emotional support during the journey to beyond the Wall, and his son displayed staggering strength and courage in his persistence to get Bran to the three-eyes crown, even knowing that his end would be in that cave
and subsequently struggling with consuming depression. It is more than appropriate, then, that the Reeds’ geographical location and dominion over the Neck makes them the protectors of the entire North from enemies from the south.
really appreciate that the writers gave Shaw this outstanding sendoff. They could
have easily written Shaw out of the story to accommodate Sarah’s pregnancy by
having her leave for Barcelona with Tomas in 407, but it wouldn’t have been
true to her. Instead, Shaw chose to stay with the team and in particular, Root.
Shaw’s defining trait is her unwavering loyalty. So when the team found itself
in a dire situation, of course Shaw came to the rescue (and of course their
odds improved dramatically; Shaw is such a bamf). Shaw immediately understood
what needed to be done and didn’t even hesitate as she sacrificed herself for
her friends and for the world. Everything about this scene was hauntingly
beautiful – the blue tones, Root’s agony, the devastating music, the slow-mo,
and Shaw’s defiant smirk in the face of death. What a hero.
2. “You were my safe place.” (504)
I spent the entirety of this episode whispering variations of “I love you so much” and “Oh Shaw, my darling smol child.” Because we were deep in Shaw’s mind, we got to witness her at her most vulnerable. Her confession about Root being her safe place was so powerful, and, in addition to the fact that she killed herself 7053 times to keep Root safe, conveyed the profoundness of her feelings for Root.
3. “A good soldier does both.” (216)
This is essentially Shaw’s mission statement and summarizes her actions not just in Relevance (which is still the best character introduction I have ever seen), but throughout the show. Again, Shaw’s main quality is her loyalty. She is a soldier and will always do her job. However, she is also true to her friends. After completing her main mission (protecting the program), she avenged Cole. It’s striking to me that Shaw only killed Wilson, who had placed the hit on her and Cole and was therefore most directly responsible for the latter’s death. Shaw never takes lives needlessly.
There was an interesting parallel to this scene in 513 as well. Shaw temporarily put aside her hostility toward Blackwell to guard the Machine as She was dying, but found him later and killed him. Therefore, she both protected the program and exacted her revenge.
4. “The voices are there. You just have to listen.” (305)
This scene gave us insight into how Shaw feels things and emphasized that there is, in fact, nothing wrong with her. It was a lovely quote, and I was thinking about it heavily during the scene in 507 (QSO) when Shaw deciphered Root’s coded message hidden in the static. In that moment, Shaw quite literally listened to the faint static, and in turn, figuratively listened to her muted feelings. The fact that she quickly realized what 4AF meant indicated that she, like Root, had constantly been reminiscing about their last private conversation together before Shaw was captured.
One of the reasons why I think Root and Shaw’s relationship works so well is that Root recognizes that it has never been a question of “turning up the volume” on Shaw; rather, it’s simply about listening and encouraging Shaw to listen as well. It’s about Shaw tuning into the noise and hearing an underlying “symphony.”
5. “If you were a shape, you were a straight line. An arrow.” (513)
This was such a deeply moving message of unconditional love. POI celebrates Shaw for exactly who she is - an arrow. She is emotionally and operatively constant, unwavering in her purpose. She’s perfect, and I love her with everything I have.
man valerian has such an interesting setting and the introduction is one of the best i’ve ever seen, so many smart and interesting ideas you don’t usually see in science fiction and gorgeous cinematics
and then the two main characters are just…. so mediocre and the “love story” is cringey and i kept begging for the sweet release of death everytime they interacted on screen
Could you do a scenario where Winter introduces her shy s/o to her family? And maybe include Winter defending her s/o when her father disapproves of them and says things to lower their self-confidence? (Let's face it, Jacques is a jerk and would not approve of his eldest daughter dating someone who is too shy to make direct eye contact with him.)
“Winter, I- i’m not really sure about this…”You gripped
her hand tighter as she led you up the stairs to her house’s door. What a house
it was, mansion was a more fitting term, a borderline palace. The sheer
fanciness of it wasn’t calming your nerves one bit.
Winter sighed “(Y/n), it’ll be alright.” She pauses on the
step to turn back and look at you. “I know you’re nervous, and even I wish we
didn’t have to do this, but unfortunately we can’t avoid this meeting forever.
We’ve been dating for months now, father insists on meeting you.”
“Right, your father is what i’m really worried about. From
what you’ve told me-” The door opened, interrupting your worrying.
A short, pleasant looking man opened the door. “Ms. Schnee,
it’s so good to finally see you again.”
Winter turns to him with a smile “Klein, it’s been a while.”
She clasps a hand on his shoulder before gesturing to you. “This is my partner,
He smiles at you, and it could just be a trick of the light,
but it seems his eyes soften to the point of actually becoming a lighter shade.
“Ah, yes, we’ve been expecting you. You have no idea how happy I am that ms.
Schnee has found someone special to her.”
You blush and duck your chin a little. “N-nice to meet you.”
There’s a hint of pity on his face, seeing you so nervous to
meet your girlfriend’s family. He honestly doesn’t blame you. “Right this way.”
He leads both of you through the house, good gods, the décor of this place, until you reach the door of
some kind of study. Klein bows slightly “Your
parents and siblings are in here, waiting for you. Are you ready to see them?”
Winter nods, her lips pursed. She looks to you, Klein’s
question repeated on her face. You take a breath. Better to just get this over
with. Her sister shouldn’t be too much of a problem, the brother’s a bit iffy, her
mother would likely be more interested in her drink than the dinner according
to Winter, but her father, the mister
Schnee, would be the biggest issue. You haven’t heard very many good things
about him from either the papers or Winter.
Another breath. You
can get through this with Winter next to you.
You nod. Klein bows again and opens the door.
There, seated all on different chairs surrounding a gorgeous
coffee table, is one of Atlas’s most influential families. With their pale
hair, the same shade as Winter’s, in their light, elegant clothing, illuminated
by the delicate light of the chandeliers amidst the lavish setting of the
sitting room, they look like a gathering of snow faeries. A gathering of royal
doves waiting for their missing member.
If you were to take a picture of this scene and show it to someone,
it would look like the perfect family at the height of elegance. Yet actually
stepping into the room, there is an unmistakable tense energy in the air. As if
everyone in this room wished they had more space away from the others than
their chairs could provide. They all look up as you in Winter enter, in a slow
manner as if your entrance is no more interesting than two flies stumbling in.
Winter closes her eyes and nods in her family’s direction. “Greeting,
father, mother.” Her eyes open and flick to her younger siblings “Weiss,
Weiss’s eyes shine as she looks at her sister, but it’s as
if she puts a muzzle on her excitement. She gives a hesitant smile “Winter, I’ve
The young boy, Whitley, straightens from where he lounged in
his chair “Yes, I’m glad to see our darling sister around the house again. I
hope the driver didn’t get you stuck in traffic or anything, it feels as though
we’ve been waiting so long.”
There’s a flash of ire in Winter’s eyes, but she’s always
been an expert at controlling her emotions “I apologize for our tardiness.”
“Well, when we’ve been waiting months to meet this apparent partner of yours, what’s a few more
minutes.” Jacque Schnee radiates an aura of power, something that makes you
cringe and feel so small compared to the ice king, no more like ice dictator, sitting
before you. “Klein, dinner must be almost ready, yes?”
Klein dips his head low when talking to mister Schnee “It
shouldn’t be more than a few minutes, sir.”
Jacque nods “Good. What perfect timing you two have.” HE
waves a hand and Klein backs out of the room, likely to see to the dinner preparations.
Once the butler is gone, the eyes of the patriarch of the Schnee family meet
yours. Despite your best efforts, you find yourself shrinking back even more.
There’s a slight shift in his demeanor, and suddenly he
seems more like a business man than before. He smiles, but there’s a slight
tense feeling behind it. “You must be (Y/n).”
You nod your head “Ye-yes . It’s a p-pleasure to meet you,
He narrows his eyes, scrutinizing you. Is wife sits in the
chair beside him, looking bored. Jacque
leanes back and folds his hands “I wish I could say we’ve heard so much about
you, but I’m afraid my dear Winter hasn’t been telling so many stories about
you. Why, I was shocked to even learn of your existence hardly a month ago. You
must have busy as we never received a visit from you since then, or in the
months prior where you decided it was proper to date my daughter.”
Your face heats up and you look down at your hands “M-m-my
This night is going to
Thankfully, the actual dinner started rather soon after the initial
introductions. It was probably the best food you’d ever tasted, but you were so
anxious you couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy it.
Weiss and Whitley offered a few points of conversation, Whitley
more smoothly than his sister, who seemed a tad stand-offish but mainly reserved,
as though she felt she had to be careful of everything she said. Mrs. Schnee
hardly supplied her own thoughts on whatever was being discussed, and Winter had
no trouble keeping up with the polite conversation. You, though, felt such a
terrible nervousness constrict your chest. The air in this place was so cold,
so polite to the point it was clear it was all a façade, it was unbearable. Mr. Schnee seemed to see right through you, he
had a cool, business persona wrapped around him and he constantly directed the
conversation toward you. Earlier, you had feared he would largely ignore you
for not coming from a rich background, but this probing and toying with your
clear uncomfortableness was so much worse. He acted so polite the whole time,
the perfect business man, but there was a malice under that persona.
Winter noticed how uncomfortable you were and reached over
to squeeze and hold your hand under the table. You give her a grateful smile.
You flinch as Jacque clears his throat. “(Y/n), it would benefit
you to pay attention when your host askes you a question, don’t you think?”
You avert your eyes and stutter an apology. You hear him
sigh. “Honestly, Winter, how could you think someone like this was suited to being
with someone with the name ‘Schnee’?”
There’s a new kind of tension on Winter’s shoulders, and it leaks
off into the air. Weiss shrinks in her chair slightly, Whitley looks on in amusement,
Mrs. Schnee takes a drink. “What was that, Father?”
Mr. Schnee leans forward in his chair and looks between the
two of you. “You may have turned your back on this family and your title as
heiress, but you still have a duty to your name. From what I’ve seen, this
stuttering child is not fit for someone of your station. They can’t even look a
potential father in law in the eyes as they speak. I don’t care if you keep
going with this military nonsense, just don’t let this person embarrass our family name.”
Your grip on Winter’s hand goes slack and you feel tears
burn your eyes. This was so much worse than you imagined it’d be. Of course he
wouldn’t approve, how in his right mind could he let his daughter date someone
so stupid, shy, and… and…
“The only people I take orders from nowadays are my
commanding officers.” Winter tightens her hold on your hand as you’re about to
You blink in surprise, as does Jacque. “Excuse me?” He says.
“I thought I made this clear, I am no longer a child under
your roof, I am an Atlas military special operative. I will not take any orders
on how to live my life, not from you. I only brought (Y/n) here as a courtesy,
but I see that was foolish of me. I’ve made my dearest uncomfortable unnecessarily.”
She looks over at you. “I’m sorry.”
You can’t even find the words to say it’s okay. Her father
is fuming, his eyes cold and glaring at you and Winter.
“How dare you say this to me in my own house. I won’t have
this!” Jacques rage is so hot, it begins to melt his composed exterior.
“That’s understandable. I believe it’s about time for us to
be leaving, anyway. Right, (Y/n)?” Winter stands, pulling you up with her.
“uh, ye-yeah. Thanks for the meal…” You manage to force out.
Winter looks at each of her family members in turn “Mother,
Whitley, good bye. Weiss, I wish you luck in your training. Father,” She looks
him in the eye. “Take care.”
Before you exit the dining room, Winter stops to look back
at her father one last time “You know, the name Schnee has always sounded too
harsh to me. I think (Y/l/n) has a lovely ring to it, all warm and pretty,
perhaps I’ll take that someday. That way you wouldn’t have to worry about me
tarnishing your pristine name.”
She leads you out of the manor, past Klein who holds the
door open and gives you a warm, reassuring smile.
You mutely follow behind Winter to the car, trying to
process what just happened. What Winter just did, what she said…
You barely register her say “I’m sorry for that.” She’s
stopped, a hand on the car door. “I never should have brought you here.”
“N-no! It’s alright, really. I- I just, what you said…”
Winter laughs “If that bridge wasn’t burned already.” She
looks at you “I don’t regret that part. I won’t let any one look down on you
the way he was. He’s an idiot for not being able to see your worth.”
You blush and duck your chin. Winter laughs again, warmer
this time, and places a hand on the back of your head to pull you closer and
plant a soft kiss on your hair. She tilts your chin up to kiss you a second
time on the lips “Come on, let’s go. It’s far too cold out tonight.”
“Im fascinated with David and i really want him to be the final boss for this manga. I think his introduction is the best villain introduction i ever saw (the whole “im watching you all FROM THE PAAAST” thing)“
I’ve been busy all day so before the day is over I wanted to do this. They really don’t need an introduction or explanation, this account is dedicated to the best couple ever which features the best characters ever. No other couple can compare
So, I’m finally doing the big Musketeers box set rewatch and I forgot so much stuff:-
1. Athos’ introduction is the best thing ever on television.
2. Tom Burke’s voice turns me into a melty puddly of goo.
3. Athos is the prettiest thing I have ever seen in my life.
4. Did I mention I like Athos?
5. Why the fuck were we cheated out of the scene where Athos and Milady make use of their immense sexual chemistry and bang like crazy on Richelieu’s desk?
A/N: So this one is based off a request that I unfortunately can’t find (sorry omg). That being said, it ended up changing a lot from what the request actually was. I’m not sure if I’m completely satisfied with it, but hey, here it is!
Summary: You’re asked to be a part of the Hamilton orchestra, and then some. Of course, that means spending a bit of quality time with one Lin-Manuel Miranda
You made your way downtown, your violin in hand. You hummed to yourself to calm your nerves. It wouldn’t do well to look as anxious as you felt on your first day of work.
You were to be in the orchestra for a show called Hamilton. You were still in shock as to how you got asked to be a part of a show whose intentions were to go off-Broadway just freshly out of university. Sure, you had been playing several instruments since the age of 5, and had attended Juilliard, but you thought there would be a lot more of the clichéd “starving artist” period before you would make anything remotely big. Not that you were complaining, of course.
You just had to work harder not to fuck this up.
A friend of yours had been recently in touch with a man named Alex Lacamoire, who was working on Hamilton. Upon being asked if there were any openings for the orchestra, Alex had said that there was still a lot of work to be done before an orchestra could even be incorporated, but if they had anyone in mind he would definitely give them a shot. Not even a week later you had had a one-on-one audition with the great man of music himself.