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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

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“I don’t want a drink!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have one. Look, it’s not every day I almost take my friend’s head by mistake.” *pause* “Or she takes mine.”

Ok, not so long later. Stuff under the cut because length. Also, warnings for mention of rape, torture, and abuse.

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*giggles quietly* Oh, Methos, you are an adorable snarky little shit.

“It’s been a long time. How you feeling?”

“Like I left my heart in San Francisco.”

“I didn’t know you had a heart. Does it hurt?”

“What do you think?!”

“Since you ask? I think you’re not used to pain, brother. What’s happened; you got soft?”

“I just passed through my angry adolescence a little quicker than you, Kronos.”

*facepalms* Yes, yes it is, Kronos. *shakes head, and pets the hilt of the Ivanhoe for reassurance*

“I shouldn’t be surprised your still alive. You were always the one I counted on. You weren’t the strongest, or the toughest. But you were the survivor. It’s what you do best.” *pauses for effect* “Or did.”

*resigned* “So you’ve come to kill me.”

*laughs* “It’s what I do best!”

… and there, Kronos, is your fatal error. *sighs* Don’t ask Methos to kill his friend. It’s bad for your health, and you end up a head shorter.

(And I think I will finish watching this in the morning. It’s getting late, I’m getting tired, and I’m only about two-thirds of the way through because I keep pausing to blog about it, or to poke at other things.)

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

Cut for length, and because there will be plenty more reblogs to come.

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“I don’t want a drink!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have one. Look, it’s not every day I almost take my friend’s head by mistake.” *pause* “Or she takes mine.”

Ok, not so long later. Stuff under the cut because length. Also, warnings for mention of rape, torture, and abuse.

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*giggles quietly* Oh, Methos, you are an adorable snarky little shit.

“It’s been a long time. How you feeling?”

“Like I left my heart in San Francisco.”

“I didn’t know you had a heart. Does it hurt?”

“What do you think?!”

“Since you ask? I think you’re not used to pain, brother. What’s happened; you got soft?”

“I just passed through my angry adolescence a little quicker than you, Kronos.”

*facepalms* Yes, yes it is, Kronos. *shakes head, and pets the hilt of the Ivanhoe for reassurance*

“I shouldn’t be surprised your still alive. You were always the one I counted on. You weren’t the strongest, or the toughest. But you were the survivor. It’s what you do best.” *pauses for effect* “Or did.”

*resigned* “So you’ve come to kill me.”

*laughs* “It’s what I do best!”

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

Cut for length, and because there will be plenty more reblogs to come.

Keep reading

“I don’t want a drink!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have one. Look, it’s not every day I almost take my friend’s head by mistake.” *pause* “Or she takes mine.”

Ok, not so long later. Stuff under the cut because length. Also, warnings for mention of rape, torture, and abuse.

Keep reading

*giggles quietly* Oh, Methos, you are an adorable snarky little shit.

“It’s been a long time. How you feeling?”

“Like I left my heart in San Francisco.”

“I didn’t know you had a heart. Does it hurt?”

“What do you think?!”

“Since you ask? I think you’re not used to pain, brother. What’s happened; you got soft?”

“I just passed through my angry adolescence a little quicker than you, Kronos.”

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

Cut for length, and because there will be plenty more reblogs to come.

Keep reading

“I don’t want a drink!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have one. Look, it’s not every day I almost take my friend’s head by mistake.” *pause* “Or she takes mine.”

Ok, not so long later. Stuff under the cut because length. Also, warnings for mention of rape, torture, and abuse.

Cassandra is a character about which I feel very conflicted. On one hand, she endured some horrific torture and abuse at the hands of Methos and Kronos (implied, but very little actually shown on screen). On the other, she used MacLeod as a tool in her attempt to get revenge on them both, and there are implications in an earlier episode that not everything was entirely platonic and appropriate in her encounter with MacLeod when he was fourteen, and she was already two and a half thousand years old.

With Kronos – there is no remorse in him, and despite the headcanons I have about neurodivergence with him, he’s not a good person. He raped Cassandra, repeatedly, and she is not his only victim. This is not a behavior he is likely to have left entirely in his past, but something that no doubt has continued into the present.

Methos has changed, has become a different person than he was. He has remorse for his actions, even if he doesn’t feel safe admitting to that through most of these episodes. It doesn’t change the fact that when Cassandra was newly Immortal, Methos was her abuser. That he tortured and raped and repeatedly killed her. That there has been no apology made by him to her (though he could well have lost track of her for a while, he’s still part of the Watchers, and could have located her again).

Cassandra has every right to hate them both, and to have no desire or willingness to forgive them. She has every right to want them dead for what they did.

I can understand, even, why she went about getting her revenge in the manner she did. She doesn’t have the ability to take on either Methos and Kronos on her own. They’re older, taller, outweigh her, and their fighting skills are better honed than hers. MacLeod has everything she lacks to fight one or the other.

And yet. She manipulated him. She bullied and pushed him until he did what she wanted him to do, even when he was reluctant to take action. And the actions she was pushing aren’t attempts to reform a system, to seek justice, to address the wrongs done to her. She wants vengeance. And she doesn’t care what she has to do to achieve that end.

*sighs, and buries face in hands a moment*

Cassandra is a victim and also potentially an abuser herself. I want to get her the therapy she needs, and at the same time, I want to please make her go away, she makes my skin crawl. And I bet a lot of the latter is the way she’s written, both the dialogue and the directing.

Bleargh. Anyway. Imma go watch some more of the episode.

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

Cut for length, and because there will be plenty more reblogs to come.

Keep reading

“I don’t want a drink!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have one. Look, it’s not every day I almost take my friend’s head by mistake.” *pause* “Or she takes mine.”

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

No, no, MacLeod, you idiot, do not go chasing after the ancient evil… er, raider. Nomad. Something.

Cut for length, and because there will be plenty more reblogs to come.

Nomad who has entitlement issues, anger management issues, jealousy issues, probably was part of a culture where raiding was a Thing before his first death, spent a little too long isolated down a well, and adapts poorly to the changing world, more so the faster it changes. I mean, he adapts to the technology well, but the changing social mores and expectations… not as well, nor as quickly. I may have some headcanons about Kronos that involve a brain that works a lot like mine, except with a very different set of social expectations learned the hard way.

Although, prior to him showing up in canon, clearly not always so noticeably divergent that he has multiple memorable lives that are connected, despite his having a very distinctive scar on his face. Which means he can adapt, to a certain extent, but it’s probably exhausting, and eventually, he just runs out of ability to give a damn.

Yes, I know Kronos is not a nice person. He’s not a misunderstood person. He’s a person who needs to not be allowed loose in modern society because he is a danger to others, for a whole host of reasons*, none of which have to do with the neurodivergence I can see in him, and all of which have to do with his lack of desire to adapt even as much as he can. That does not negate any of the rest of it anymore than the rest of it negates this stuff. All of it taken together is what makes him so fascinating and fun to write for me.

He is a wonderful villain, he’s not a nice person, not even a good person by the moral standards I’m familiar with. He has the potential, though, to be that sort of person, given the right AU. And a small enough social circle. And sufficient impetus. None of which he has in canon.

*I may or may not mention those reasons in further reblogs of this, and will add trigger warnings as appropriate. Because these episodes do need them in places.

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Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Someone dug him up, he did not dig his way out of that grave. And I’m pretty sure the Texas Rangers took care of all the mortals Kronos had in his little band, so they’re not in the equation. Which means someone else did the digging, who wasn’t present at the shootout/sword fight.

*cackles merrily, and rubs hands together*

(This makes it so much easier to insert any number of people into the role of “dig up Kronos because he ain’t dead yet”.)

morgynleri:

Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

*facepalms* Don’t let him close like that, you twit, he deliberately designed his damned sword to catch others, and to be a nasty piece of business with close work even if it doesn’t function so well that close.

Also, Kronos, there are mortals around, don’t expect a clean fight. *sighs, and facepalms some more*

Less than two minutes into Comes a Horseman, and I’m already giggling (because Methos is adorkable). And also grinning evilly, because while I’ve forgotten some of the dialogue, I once had this episode and the one following it practically memorized.

The usual fun with music to show that they’re sensing another Immortal, and the look on Methos’s face is “oh shit”, and then there’s the dialogue, and he knows that Quickening, even if he doesn’t say so aloud.

“You expecting anyone?”

“Maybe it’s one of your fanclub.”

“Ok, there’s another way back. It’s a bit longer, but I prefer the view.”

“Yeah, send me a postcard.”

“You’re not coming?”

“No. I like to know who’s around.”

“Listen. I may not know who Chubby Checker is, but I know when it’s time to disappear.”

“Yeah.”

“Good luck.”

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@thebibliosphere, you are an evil, evil person. I just got the need to go looking for a particular character out of my system, and now I want to go looking again, and there isn’t more, because it’s an older fandom and a less-popular character, and half the fics end up on the ‘do not want’ list for one reason or another, mostly because they don’t focus on the character, and… damnit!

*stomps off to go reread the tolerably good fic again*

I’m sorry I still can’t hear you over the sound of my heart hammering in my chest.

*shakes fist* 

I have just gone to fetch the five seasons of Highlander: The Series we have on DVD to rewatch things that I’ve been meaning to in order to work on a fic… and I’ve mostly gotten them to rewatch two episodes because you are a horrible, wonderful enabler and I need my Horsemen fix now.