#spoiler-y

[neuroticpeach]

spoiler-y but not totally

ok so if anybody has ever seen Markiplier's Until Dawn original play through, this part:

This is me after tkdb season one finale. just.

no.

[seriouslycromulent]

Chief Ocampo, pointing angrily: You were told to stay in the car!

Alex Walker: In my defense, we all knew that I wouldn't.

Chief Ocampo, shouting: THAT'S A TERRIBLE DEFENSE!!

[moku-youbi]

I know I just need to read the original, and maybe then I’ll understand, and I plan to do so. But there is so much about Word of Honour that I still just don’t get. I’m doing a rewatch while waiting for the last couple of episodes, and just being reminded of all that I don’t understand.

Like in episode 2, why is Gu Xiang fighting the other ghosts? Is it a ploy on both their parts? Like, do the ghosts realise she’s trying to come across as friendly to the Chengling and Zishu? Because just the way it’s shot makes it look like they’re an honest threat to her, but considering her relationship with Wen Kexing, it seems unlikely that most ghosts wouldn’t know who she is.

Also still unsure about how much ZZS and WKX know about who the other is and at which point in the series each of them makes their various realisations, versus when they reveal that they know who the other is...

Is there a reddit somewhere or something where I can ask these stupid questions? I’m also still looking for a good english recap of the episodes to help clear up my confusion on a lot of things...

[anya-dev]

Would Oliver have any sort of reaction to MC kissing his tattoos 👉🏼👈🏼

We...may or may not find out. 😳

[ran196242]

my brain: don’t spoil don’t spoil you’re gonna make people lose interest in what you’re working on you major dumbass bit---

me:

me: but i love them i just want them to see.

[lachesismeg]

Where can I sign up for this version of parenting?

I have a mostly incoherent rant about The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.   Actually, it’s a rant against the writers, not the character. I get that this is all about wish fulfillment and empowerment and Midge getting to develop into a person she never knew she could be. But who the f*ck is taking care of the kids?   I am a stay at home parent.  I have ONE kid.  She’s almost 10. MY ENTIRE LIFE revolves around who will be taking care of her when.   It takes me a three hour chunk of time to myself to get my brain out of “I will be interrupted any second” adrenaline mode.     Sure, I have an orchid kid, not a dandelion.  She’s anxious, and needy and sure, probably most parents of 10 year olds don’t have this much brain drain from it.  BUT MIDGE’S KIDS ARE UNDER 5.

I had to stop in the middle of the first episode in the second season because all of a sudden all of the adults in the house are in Paris?  Where are the kids?  Sure, you can hand off a baby or toddler pretty easily.   But I know these writers have met 4 year olds.   They do not transition easily.

So, basically, I want to scream and yell about how this escapist show is making me feel horrible about my life.  I am hoping that the couple of other moms who follow me will feel my pain.

[closingfiction]

I pull the key Pax gave me from my neck and put it in my bag, setting aside the father, welcoming the Reaper, and letting the old rage take hold.

Pierce Brown, Iron Gold

[snappingsound]

“...Sam?”

Assuming the worst, Sam clenched her fists and whirled. When she found Dr. Matthews staring at her through thick glasses, she faltered. “What are you doing here?” she blurted.

Dr. Matthews raised a pencilled eyebrow. Her entire forehead wrinkled. She was wearing a robin’s egg blue silk shirt which tied into a bow at her neck, tucked into cream pants and a thick dusty pink overcoat. There was the crinkling of cellophane and Sam suddenly noticed that Dr. Matthews was carrying a fresh bouquet of sunflowers. Shit. Of course. Sam almost slapped herself. Why else would someone be in a graveyard with a bunch of flowers?

“I was asked to help out at Casper High. Staying a few nights in Amity and I thought I’d visit some family while passing through. What about you? It’s a pretty early to be out and about.”

“I was going to—” Sam choked suddenly. Too ashamed to admit she was really doing in this graveyard, as if saying Tucker’s name was an admission of guilt, she muttered, “I mean. I was just taking a walk.”

Matthews untangled one sunflower from the rest and held it out, her bony wrist peeking from underneath the peach wool.

Sam scowled. How come it took so little effort for Dr. Matthews to see through her? She shoved her hands in her pocket and hoisted her shoulders up until they nearly covered her ears. “I said I’m just taking a walk.”

Dr. Matthew’s gaze was heavy on the back of her head, yet Sam refused to meet it.

“My brother disappeared when I was eighteen. For a long time I blamed myself,” Dr. Matthews mentioned.

Sam glanced up in shock, temporarily thrown. Silence stretched across the graveyard, punctuated only by the rumbling noise of lawnmowers and the sleepy chorus of birds chirping. Insects buzzed in the air. Inside, Sam buzzed a million other questions, none of them really appropriate.

“I thought I knew my brother, but when the police came I couldn’t answer any of their questions. I had been too wrapped up in my own life to get to know him.” The hand holding the sunflower drooped and Sam didn’t dare say anything to interrupt.

Dr. Matthews smiled. “For years I obsessed over that day. Picked it apart. If I had been a better sister, could I have predicted it? If we hadn’t fought; if I hadn’t spent the entire day with my boyfriend; if I had been at home when he left... Could I have persuaded him to stay?”

“No,” Sam whispered, her heart squeezing in her chest. “You couldn’t have known. It would happen the way it happened, because the past is done.”

Matthews cloudy gaze slowly swiveled from the grave markers back to Sam’s. “The past is done,” she repeated. With a hum, she offered out the sunflower again. “That’s sound advice, Sam. Anyway, Tucker Foley’s grave is that way. Have a nice walk.”