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i'm not sure if my beloved vivi taemcains was here to ask so i have to ask you because i know you will deliver a delicious answer. what do you think of hsr season 3 😀
oh hi dearest! sorry for taking literal ages to answer this. all i’m saying is that aleksandra certainly had a plot and vision in mind, that unfortunately could not be executed across three seasons.
s2 and s3 are starting to feel like a parody of whatever the first half of s1 was. progression of the plot now happens regardless of lane’s interference or even, her existence.
the book and the spear are treated like shit, to say the least. as if they’re inventory items with no value and hence is dispensable. lane translates 10 pages a day and we dont know shit about what’s inside. back then even the translation of a word used to matter.
it reads like a mixture of shock value events piled up to resemble the markings of a plot with no factual substance. like yeah , shit is happening, the order, the cult , random ass rendezvous around the world, donovan and project adam, abel. but their presentation is so lame it feels like we’re trampling on glass shards but its just a lousy illusion of one.
cainlanebaal is sasha’s only trump card now. baal is the main antagonist of the story but the way his reveal has been handled, you’ll never guess it. what a way to incorporate a villain like him into the story, by not doing anything at all!
of course, there’s more, so much more, but frankly, idgaf about this book now. its gone off course a long time back, so bothering to keep up with it is clown’s play. cainlane is of course the only thing keeping me here, and i’ll stay for the final curtain call just for them.
liz is the only afton without an emily of her same age 😔
All of my friends are so talented

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NAME: Phoebe Rhodes GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman / She/Her AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: 32 years old / June 28th HOMETOWN: Great Falls, MT TIME IN GREAT FALLS: Returned 5 years RESIDENCE: Canyon Point OCCUPATION: Wranger at Ward Ranch, Singer at Neon Moon
BACKSTORY —
Born at the end of Spring in Great Falls, Phoebe Rhodes’ parents did their best to provide for their two daughters, despite the bills piling up and the peeling wallpaper and the creaking floorboards that were rotting. Phoebe was content with it all, trying her best to help distract her little sister from the weight of their families disadvantages Phoebe had been burdened with unintentionally. Their daddy called her ‘my little songbird’ — for she tweeted and whistled whatever song had been playing on the radio, and there was no stopping Phoebe when she got an itch for a new favorite song.
As a rambunctious child in school, Phoebe was extremely unfocused, and struggled in certain subjects that had her spending most of her time in the library trying to catch up on studying — since home wasn’t exactly her favorite spot to show just how stressed she had been. Throughout middle school Phoebe began spending a lot of time in the music room where she picked up an old acoustic guitar that was seemingly twice her size. However, seeing how quick her interest peaked with the instrument, her then music teacher allowed her to take it home, as long as she promised to come back each day with something new that she learned — and it was a promise she kept whole-heartedly. With her new found confidence, that blossomed with each new pluck of the strings, she entered into the many talent shows her school offered throughout the years, with no real mind if she won or lost.
Carrying her love for music all the way through high school, Phoebe’s grades improved, and by ‘some miracle’, her ma’ used to say, she graduated at the top of her class, with a full ride to NYU. With her new found independence, Phoebe said goodbye to her little ol’ hometown, and kissed her family goodbye with her guitar strapped onto her back and a lone suitcase that she lugged all the way to New York. With promises to write them everyday, and frequent returns throughout the year, it was a promise Phoebe couldn’t quite keep.
After a few months, her letter quit arriving and her holiday trips would constantly get pushed back until even the daily phone calls stopped. Her world had quickly become wrapped up in her ever-growing music career and the determination to be discovered was turning into a raw addiction. With gigs after gigs lined up for her and her then band (led by her then boyfriend), it was a lifestyle Phoebe yearned for, craved even. They were unstoppable with their name in lights almost every weekend and an onstage chemistry that was unmatched by the local talent. However, that had all came crashing down around after the news from home finally reached her.
Her father’s unexpected illness caused an ache so deep in Phoebe’s heart that she wasn’t sure how to recover from it. Her aspirations and dreams had been set aside, tossed on the back burner to rush back home to her parent’s side and care for her ill-stricken father at the tender age of 25; which in turn caused her then relationship to take an unexpected break. since then, phoebe has continued to take charge of her family once more — exchanging guitar strings for saddles and stilettos for a very worn in pair of boots; only fitting since she had taken over for her father at ward ranch. every once in awhile the thrill of singing in front of a crowd jolts her alive and she often sneaks away from her tiresome days to belt a tune or two down at neon moon, hoping her old beau would somehow make an appearance and bring that long lost spark back into her life.
Portrayed by DAKOTA JOHNSON, written by LIZ.
I'd be a milf hunter but real milfs are an endangered species and poaching is bad 😟
it's. 8pm.