Well, it might have been all the times Mare spit on people and chapter 22 and 25.
JK it was totally that time that Mare and Cal worked together to smash Samson merandus head into the pavement of Caesar Square like it was a melon. That just *wipes away a proud tear* that just really did it for me.
What’d you find?” Cas stormed into the bunker, looking grimmer than you’d seen
in some time. He’d stormed into Heaven, checking out leads on your soul and if
it could possibly be in the cage.
wasn’t lying.” Cas said. Dean was instantly by your side, lacing your fingers
together. “The angel that grabbed you when you ran from them was one of
Metatron’s followers.” Cas explained. “He had strict instructions from Metatron
that if you acted out in anyway to throw you in the cage. Got the instruction
manual on how to do it from a tablet.”
GOT7 reaction to their S/O secretly bringing home a puppy
Hello darling, could I request a reaction for GOT7 where their s/o brings home a puppy without telling them, pretty please?☺❤ Hope you’re having a good day, lovely💝
Hi darling! I’ve had a wonderful day, hope yours was just as great! Enjoy. 💋
Initially, Jaebum would scold you for making such a rash decision without having talked to him about it first. He would go on about how much of a responsibility she truly is and how neither of you really have the time to take care of her. When you told him it was her last day at the shelter before they would put her down, his heart would soften at your caring nature. An involuntary smile would creep onto his face and he would crouch down and take the puppy in his arms. It would be love at first sight after that.
“What do you want to name her jagi? I was thinking about Lucy.”
Mark would be really surprised when he came home and saw a puppy in the living room. He would crouch down and scratch him behind his ear asking him where he came from. Upon hearing his question, you would tell him you found him in a box at the end of the street and you couldn’t bare to leave him there alone. Your confession would make him smile, loving how kind you are. He wouldn’t even really care that you now have a second dog at home and would welcome him with open arms, giving you both a kiss on the head.
“Looks like our family just got a little bigger, welcome home Max.”
Jinyoung would initially be reluctant about it. As he is very traditional he would see this as a big step in your relationship. He doubted you were both ready for this, having very busy lives and not a lot of time. He would speak his mind, telling you that perhaps it would be for the best if you would give her away. When you told him the old lady in your building had knocked on your door telling you her dog had just given birth to puppies she couldn’t keep, he would smile because it was so typical of you to put others’ needs before your own.
“Okay fine, we can keep her. Guess we have to give her a name now?”
Jackson would have been hinting at wanting to adopt a dog for some time now. Wanting to wait until you were sure you would be able to take care of it, you always declined. When it was the day of his birthday, you decided to surprise him with the ultimate gift. You would make him go around the city in search of clues about his gift. After his hunt, he would arrive back home only to find a puppy in your kitchen. He would laugh and pick him up, clutching him to his chest. He would give you a kiss and claim this as the best day of his life.
“Thank you so much jagi, I love you! Now what should we name him?“
Youngjae would be walking around the pet store, picking up some food for Coco when he would see the puppy. His heart would flutter when he noticed she started wagging her tail right when he approached. Without thinking too much about it, he would buy the puppy and take her home. You would be quite surprised to find him and the new dog playing on the couch. Before you could protest, He would explain how it was love at first sight when he saw her in the store. You would shake your head and smile at how caring he actually is.
“It’s okay Youngjae, we can keep her. That way Coco has a sister.”
Bambam would going through your shared closet in search of some pants when he would find a tiny shirt. Freaking out, he would think this was a piece of baby clothing and that you were pregnant. When you arrived, you saw him sitting on the floor clutching the shirt in his hands. You would be quite confused and asked him what was wrong. When he asked if you were pregnant you would burst out laughing. You told him it was a piece of puppy clothing and that you had bought it because you were planning on getting one as a surprise.
“You scared me to death! Now what puppy are you planning on buying?”
You would be walking around the city together when you passed an animal shelter. Knowing your love for dogs, Yugyeom would take you inside to pet some of them. When you got to the cages you saw this cute little puppy and you felt your heart swell. Gently lifting her from the cage, you would take her in your arms. Unbeknownst to you, Yugyeom would turn to one of the workers to ask them about adoption. After you got up to leave that same worker would stop you to declare you the proud owners of the puppy you just held.
“Are we really her parents now? Thank you so much Yugyeom, I love you!”
“I had him on the ropes!” you glared at Daredevil, your partner, as he threw a box to knock the goon you were fighting unconscious.
“He had a gun,” Matt noted. Yes, you knew what you two were doing was dangerous, but you weren’t the one nearly getting killed and having to go to Claire on a near-nightly basis. In retaliation (and a little bit of defense of your pride), you took a hard step forward and punched through the wall.
“And I have THAT!” you snarked, running at another goon and taking him to the ground with ease.
“Lucky strike,” Matt grunted. You sighed. And Luke called Jessica the hardest hero in Hell’s Kitchen to get a compliment out of. (Which, she probably was, but Matt was a whole different nut.)
(6:37) “We don’t know that Mariah is attracted to Shades. Mariah knows how to play Shades, and Mariah never stays lonesome all night, if you catch my drift. So…she might have plans for Shades. Let’s just put it that way.”
You couldn’t help but freeze in fear. As Zach, Gray and you were running away from pterosaurs, there was a particularly big one that seemed rather determined to get one of the three of you even as it was sliding along the ground even with a tranquilizer dart sticking out of it.
Zach pushed you back, making you sure you had backed up as much as you could as the beak slowly neared your face. A collective sigh of relief came from all of you as it stopped inches away. Even though you were safe, this was too close for comfort.
“Are you okay?” Zach asked, cupping your cheeks and looking over you to check for injuries. “Not hurt anywhere?”
‘Iron Fist’ deserves to flunk out of the TV dojo: EW review
Marvel’s Iron Fist isn’t just the wimpiest punch ever thrown by the world’s mightiest superhero factory. The new Netflix binge swings and misses so bad that it spins itself around and slaps itself silly with a weirdly flaccid hand. But even that might be generous. “Swing and a miss” implies effort. Iron Fist — devoid of vision, lacking in executional chops — barely even tries. It assumes its own marvelousness and proceeds tediously from there, offering few satisfactions for any possible audience. The media was only given six of the season’s 13 episodes for review, but I was snoozing after two and ready to check out after three. This is yellow belt drama that deserves to flunk out of the TV dojo.
The biggest problem with Iron Fist might be the property itself. With all due respect to character’s creators, comic book legends Roy Thomas and Gil Kane, Iron Fist, at least in my humble opinion, just isn’t all that interesting, and the show’s creator and exec producer, Scott Buck (Dexter), and his team fail to unlock any hidden potential or enhance the material to convince me otherwise. The storytelling formula they’ve been given doesn’t do them any favors, either. Iron Fist introduces its protagonist with the kind of season-long origin story common to Netflix-Marvel shows, in which an adult with extraordinary abilities and painful backstory works out issues and slowly develops a costumed vigilante identity. Daredevil forged the mold. Jessica Jones perfected it. Luke Cage did it well. Iron Fist just does it, lazily going through the motions like a bored tai chi artist.
Iron Fist has been described over the years as Iron Man with martial arts, but the series is a wannabe Batman Begins and a few other things, too, stretched way too thin. Danny Rand (Finn Jones from Game of Thrones) is an orphan who lost his billionaire parents when they all crashed in a suspicious plane accident in the Far East. Found and raised by monks who reside in a wintry Brigadoon known as K’un-Lun, Danny spent his formative years learning a mystic type of martial arts. Along the way, he acquired and honed a magical stroke of channeled chi called the Iron Fist, which causes his balled hand to Flame On! and obliterate anything with Hulk Smash! force.
All of this hoo-ha is doled out in bits and drabs of flashback. Like all Marvel-Netflix shows, Iron Fist wants to be an adult-skewing neo-pulp urban crime serial, so it downplays the supernatural aspects as if terrified of them. Danny’s blazing balled fist? It’s used sparingly. (As usual, the connections to the broader Marvel Universe, with its thunder gods, sci-fi monsters and radioactive spider-men, are conspicuously minimized.) More so than any other Marvel series, the concept is beholden to the mandate of “the produceable premise,” and the producers have limited imagination for fulfilling it. Anyone wanting Fists of Fury in the City should table the expectation, and modern comics fanboys should abandon all hope of anything resembling the celebrated, stylish run of the comics treatment by Ed Brubaker, Matt Fraction and David Aja that leaned hard into the fantastical.
Iron Fist — which, like Daredevil, aspires to be one half workplace drama, one half action-adventure show — spends the first half of the season slooooooowly developing the first half of this hybrid personality. The series proper begins with Danny — presumed dead by the rest of the world — returning to New York to reclaim his life, fortune and place within the massive corporation started by his father and pursue his do-gooder destiny. In a refreshing change of pace, Danny is no dark knight, though his reverse negative formulation isn’t all that compelling. He’s an elevated man-child, light of spirit and movement, lit with a simpleton’s purity, a hippie-dippy Chauncey Gardener. He re-enters Manhattan on bare feet, gawking at skyscrapers; he shows up at Rand Industries naively expecting to be recognized and greeted like the prodigal son. This could be interesting and it should be funny, but the writing and directing don’t know how to make it so. Jones nails the earnestness, but that’s all he plays.
Danny, an overtly spiritual character, adheres to some form of generic, modulated Buddhism marked by a disinterest in worldly attachments (like, you know, shoes) and a remove from anger that doesn’t detach him from a want for justice. Some have criticized Iron First sight unseen for cultural appropriation, and they’re not wrong. The show validates the complaint by being both slavish and shy about Danny’s purely fantastical K’un-Lun origin story. The character has always been white in the comics, but who cares? Ultimately, I don’t see why Marvel couldn’t have cast Danny with an Asian actor.
The enlightened individual Danny has become contrasted with two childhood friends who initially present as antagonists, but really represent the people he needs to save: brother and sister Joy and Ward Meachum (The Following’s Jessica Stroup and Banshee’s Tom Pelphrey). They’re now soulless suits who manage Rand Industries on behalf of their puppet master pops, Harold Meachum (David Wenham), a ruthless, reclusive mystery man. He has a love interest — and, presumably, future partner in ass-kicking — in the form of Colleen Wing (Jessica Henwick, also from Game of Thrones), a tough and lonely martial arts instructor. (Let me note here that all of these actors are very good, but their characters are skimpy and boring.)
Pacing issues hamper so many Netflix serials. In the Marvel shows, the lag hits around mid-season. Iron Fist is sluggish from the get-go. At first, Joy and Ward take Danny to be a crazy man and treat him as such: Episode 2 traps him in a psych ward, an idyll that immediately sidetracks the narrative when it should be settling into a premise. Eventually, the Meachums come to accept that Danny is Danny and begin to wrestle with the implications, which prods them to confront their own waywardness and set them on track to go from foes to allies. By episode 6, Iron Fist gets Danny into a suit and has him helping people — but it’s a three-piece business suit. His heroism consists of saving the soul of Rand Industries, from trying to make things right with a family devastated by Rand’s toxic pollution, to investigating a plot by Japanese ninja gangsters known as The Hand (introduced in Daredevil), to use the company as a mechanism to sell drugs in Manhattan.
I think Iron Fist wants to be some subversive scold of capitalism or secularism. Rand Industries is monolithic big business as super-villain — the Evil Corp. of Mr. Robot (but without any of the personality or true menace imbued by Michael Cristofer’s Phillip Pryce or Martin Wallstrom’s Tyrell Wellick) — with Danny functioning as a redemptive agent, facilitating change from within, not with subversive hacking but with his love-thy-neighbor conscience and atoning activism. I’m not going to dump on those values; I just wish they were played bolder and with more imagination.
The alt-New York that the Marvel-Netflix shows is interesting, at least in concept. You got Luke Cage up in Harlem participating in the redemption and reconstruction of a struggling community. You got Daredevil and Jessica Jones down in Hell’s Kitchen, looking out for the poor and for women and everyone who would exploit and prey upon them. Now, somewhat above them all but also among them, we have Danny, a billionaire suit with a heart of gold, exercising a liberal social conscience in the board room and on the streets. My theory about Marvel’s The Defenders — the forthcoming team-up show — is that it’ll be a superhero remake of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis.
Whatever they do in The Defenders, whoever the heroes battle, I hope the fights are better than ones we get in Iron Fist. For starters, there aren’t many of them in the first six episodes. But the ones we get are shockingly lame, from the choreography to the performances to the way they are shot. They’re yoga fu.
I think the idea is that Danny is so disciplined in his technique, so mature about his use of violence, he can dispatch opponents with a minimum of moves and with the precise amount of force necessary for the situation. But the show’s ambition to produce an illusion of effortlessness results in fight scenes that look like no effort was put into them at all — as if they shot the dress rehearsal and moved on. All of this said, great fight scenes take time to produce, and in Hollywood, time costs money. I’ve often suspected that Marvel-Netflix shows are made on a tight budget, and it could be that Iron Fist is saving all its pennies for the second half of the season, which promises to have more action as conflicts start to boil, bad guys make their moves, and Danny moves into masked crime-fighter mode.
Yet I can’t say the first half of the season does anything to make me care enough to stick around and find out if I’m right. Iron Fist is pure kung-phooey. Make him number 100 on your list of TV super-guys. D
Iron Fist will be available for streaming Friday, March 17 on Netflix.
I hope I did good enough. It’s been so long since I wrote Jongdae’s stand alone, and a mindless porn on top of that!
There is light
breeze cooling your face and moving your hair. Air smells of salt and sun, and
it’s an aroma you’ve learned to associate with relax. You can hear waves
breaking on the rocks – sound harsh and angry, but there is also more quiet
version, the lazy sound of water climbing up the sand, grabbing at diminutive
rocks, trying to stay there, while nature forces it back into the sea.
You and Kol had left to the baseball stadium earlier so you can practice making home runs.
“Do we really have to be here?” “Yes Kol, you promised me you’d help teach me how to make the perfect home run.” I said with a chuckle. “But you’re a vampire, can’t you just use your strength and that’s it. You don’t need to practice.” You sighed at his response, “I know but I would really enjoy if I got to spend time with my boyfriend, because quite frankly all you do is try to kill Jeremy since he killed you that one time.” You frowned as you heard him let out a big sigh, “Well sorry if I don’t forgive the Gilbert punk for killing me! I mean who cares right, all it means is that I wouldn’t see you again.” “Look Kol, I’m sorry and I understand but let’s just practice okay? I don’t want to get into a fight with you here in public.” Kol simply nodded and you both walked over to grab a bat. You guys got two cages that were right next to each other which made it easier for him to teach you. After a while he sighed and smiled, “You know I don’t know how to hit a perfect home run right?” “Yeah Kol, I know. It’s just nice actually doing couple things though so I could care less if you really do know how.” He nodded and you both continued with the occasional chit chat. Soon you guys finished and headed out, till you saw Damon and Jeremy. You grabbed Kol’s hand and whispered in his ear, “Stay calm okay? I don’t want you hurting him in public.” Kol smiled, “Don’t worry it’s okay.” Their eyes locked on the both of you, “So what’s the power couple doing here?” Damon muttered to Kol as both pairs stopped in its track. “Well Damon, I mean Kol can’t even kill a hunter like me so he probably just wants to make himself feel better about hitting a ball. Plus we all know he doesn’t deserve that boyfriend of his, (y/n) is way too good for him. Hey (y/n) why don’t you get yourself a real man and be with me?” Jeremy said with a smirk as he eyed Kol out of the corner of his eye. Kol growled lowly as heard the retort, “Now Gilbert, I think you should back off of my boyfriend before I knock your head off your neck.” Damon laughed to that and smiled, “Oh please, I didn’t know that Kol of all people would be a jealous mess.” “Shut up Damon and you too Jeremy, come on Kol lets go.” You says as you tugged on his hand to leave however, he sped over to get a bat and came back. “I gave you a warning.” Kol muttered before he strikes at Jeremy who was saved by Damon although the blow still stuck with him. Kol dropped the bat and grabbed your hand, you both headed over to the parking lot in silence. “You know Kol, I like it when you’re jealous.” You said with a small laugh, “Well I just don’t like people hitting on my boyfriend.” “So instead you hit them?” You laughed
Requested By: @babybirdahgase-
manager accidentally left the door open, causing Coco to run away. Mark &
YoungJae misunderstood the situation and they were mad at Y/N. Not knowing that
she wasn’t the cause, Y/N spent the night in the rain looking for Coco and
managed to find her but Y/N ended up falling sick.
AN: What is this madness? I actually wrote for a request??? This may be the start of something new -.0 I hope you don’t mind. I didn’t follow the request exactly. I hope you still like it! <3
walked up to GOT7’s dorm with a handful of groceries. You planned on making
them dinner tonight as a special treat, since it had been awhile since you got
to see everyone. You were especially looking forward to seeing Mark. Nothing
had happened between you two yet, but you could tell that Mark liked you by the
way he was always sneaking glances when he thought you weren’t looking. You
thought that maybe tonight would be the night you could push things forward and
maybe start a relationship.
“The world isn’t the world anymore, mija. Aliens coming out of the sky. People with silver hammers. Green monsters. […] All I know is everything happens for a reason. And now, somehow, you’re a part of it. What do you call that?”