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[thepersonalwords]

Whatever begun with planning, ends in a victory.

Amit Kalantri

[moxiepoxart]

END X Sacrificial Bride AU 1/?

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

My Own Private Idaho (Gus Van Sant, 1991)

[askdennycotl]

Denny stays with Jade a little longer when they return to the cult. But after that, she has to return to her duties.

(Previous thread is too long, I feel uncomfortable with that)

Denny continues to eat, enjoying the taste. After a while she takes a couple of sips of wine, then asks.

"So... What are we gonna do after the meal?"

(@ask-follower-jade)

[harunayuuka2060]

Malleus: ...

Malleus: My dear friend, you should be resting in your bed.

Malleus: Why are you here?

MC: *smiles*

MC: Come sit beside me, my friend.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: *sits next to them*

MC: ...

Malleus: ...

MC: There's something I would like to give you.

MC: It's nothing much, but I hope you accept.

Malleus: What is it?

MC: *hands him a key*

Malleus: ...

Malleus: What is this?

MC: A key to my house.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: *chuckles, but there's a hint of sadness in his tone*

Malleus: Your house doesn't need a key, my friend.

Malleus: Since you only use a piece of wood to secure the door.

MC: *chuckles* Oh, is that right?

Malleus: ...

Malleus: *hugs them* *tries to stop himself from crying*

MC: *gently pats his back*

Malleus: I'll miss you, my dear friend.

MC: ...

MC: Don't cry.

Malleus: *sobs*

MC: *weak chuckle* You are really strange, my friend.

MC: I am going to miss you.

[etinceelle]

"Throughout RWBY's development, almost nothing has gone to waste. Sketches, designs, and concepts are all created in the service of a master story plan - one which will inevitably bring about an end to the RWBY saga.

"We have a road map for the entiere show", says Shawcross. "Volume 1 is where it starts, and there's a volume in the future where it ends. Every year we look at that to decide how far we're going to get this year."

The plan provides worldbuilding consistence and storytelling structure, but it also aplies constant pressure to the gas pedal. Every new episode brings Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, and the rest of RWBY's cast ever closer to a final accounting of their fates.

"We want to make sure we're telling a complete story with RWBY," says Burns. "And a complete story has an end.""

Let's hope this story can end properly ❤️🤍🖤💛

(From the last pages of the RWBY artbook, "The World of RWBY - Official companion)

[shotsshoddy]

[cassandra-reese]

Cassie’s expression softened as she listened to him, understanding the weight of what he was sharing. “Hey,” she said gently, her voice warm and reassuring. “You’re not trapped; not really. Routines can feel like cages sometimes, but they’re just habits. You can break out of them whenever you’re ready.” She paused, her smile encouraging. “I think everyone deserves the chance to explore, to find something that lights them up inside. You might not be able to just pack up and leave tomorrow, but that doesn’t mean you can’t start making plans or dreaming about where you’d go.” Cassie leaned lightly against the counter, her smile brightening. “And in the meantime, I’d be happy to share some of my stories. Who knows? Maybe they’ll give you a little inspiration for when you do decide to take off.” —end

"I guess I've just been stuck in my routine for so long that it's not that simple for me anymore," he confessed, his tone tinged with sadness. "You see, I used to be able to experience things like that, but now..." He trailed off, the weight of his reality settling heavily on his shoulders. "Now I feel like I'm trapped in limbo," He said with a moment of clarity. "I envy your freedom." Malakai's gaze drifted, lost in memories of a life he could no longer fully embrace. "But, uh, sorry, didn't mean to get so dim, but if you ever feel like sharing any of the stories of your adventures I would love to hear them." He explained.

[happyyft]

Tall ronnie making me feel a little silly 🚒

[deepseasmetro]

rocky horror isnt even that good. i wish the shadowplay/community showings aspect would transfer to another movie because it IS fun to PARTICIPATE but like. its genuinely literally mid. and thats IGNORING the, you know, OBVIOUS MAIN PROBLEM

[sonandheirofnothinginparticular]

[drrutherford]

'Did you seek revenge? For your parents? Or are you guessing that it won't make me feel better?' He snorts. "They died in a car crash. Where would I seek vengeance? Who would give me justice?" Nothing will reverse their losses, so Ben's need for revenge is pointless. An excuse to perpetuate the cycle of senseless violence, nothing more.

'Both... It'd be hers for pulling the trigger. Mine for giving her the reason to, I guess.'

"So if you back away and Ms. Lin shoots you for it, you're both at fault. But shouldn't you have the right to change your mind? Isn't that a fundamental freedom for every human being?" Gideon presses, wanting the boy to think. He isn't naïve enough to hope Ben will reconsider overnight, but he wouldn't forgive himself if he didn't try.

"And if you're telling me that it'd be partially your fault if she killed you, then consider your parents... They gave Étienne a reason, just like you'd give Ms. Lin." He drains his beer, long enough for Benjamin to puzzle out the analogy before he ventures the point aloud. "So by your own verdict, the blame for your parents' death is not just Étienne's, It's also their own. That makes your quest for vengeance entirely a moot point."

'You’ve seen the same shit I have. What made you realize you'd never want this?'

The surgeon sets his drink down and turns slowly to face the younger man, grey eyes settling on green. "Because I'm not prepared to look my son in the face and tell him I was too weak to break the cycle. That I saw the damage the mob has done, and still chose the same path as those that I criticize." He stands up, pushing the stool back.

"That's what made me realize I never wanted it, Ben. So instead of spending your time finding excuses for Ms. Lin, ask yourself whether the choices you're making honour the memory of the parents you want to avenge. Ask yourself whether in twenty years you'll still recognize Benjamin when you look in the mirror, or whether you'll just see another Étienne looking back. Think, and don't be the fool who becomes that which he hates."

Leaving Benjamin to ruminate on all they've discussed, the Rutherford takes his leave.

— End.

"Loss is loss," Benjamin shrugs his shoulder, huffing a distant sound. Nowhere near a laugh, but more of an acknowledgment. "You shouldn't have had to go through that, anymore than I shouldn't have had to go through the things I did. Fuck, man. We were kids." watching as the beer arrived, and tilting his head in thanks.

The difference between the two men though? Benjamin's anger. That darkness that had been bred, and then honed. Living with vengeance was the only way he'd found any modicum of peace.

'You think it might right a wrong, give you closure — it won't'

Benjamin doesn't agree, and it says so as he shifts in his seat, causing the upturn of the corner of his lips. "Did you seek revenge? For your parents?" a pause. "Or are you guessing that it won't make me feel better?" There was a reason he'd been likened to Johnathan...that unwielded rage that most hadn't yet seen. The need to serve. The need to hurt. It lay under that young boy smile, the yet to age face.

And he needed somewhere to direct it. Finely educated, the only credentials he had was working for Melissa Lin. A title, and a fine reputation in itself...he'd bore quickly. He needed this.

'Whose fault is it then, Benjamin? Hers or yours?'

Benjamin doesn't answer immediately.

He sits on it. Traces condensation dripping down the glass in hand, cold seeping into his fingertips. His first instinct is to deflect, throw some biting comment back at Gideon that might force the conversation in some other direction, but the weight of it all, that fucking question settles heavily on top of him. His life, Melissa, his parents, Étienne...his brothers.

Benjamin felt like the world was weighing down on him, and he was it's sole bearer. It's not the first time he's wondered about it, too many times has it found it's way into his thoughts, his dreams...but having someone like Gideon ask it so bluntly strips away any excuse he might've leaned on.

Any chance he could escape those nightmares.

He's fucking lost. Staring. Like the young boy he was still, rummaging to the surface.

Benjamin hadn't quite lost that to his years yet.

"Both," he finally says, eyes vacant, blue a vast nothingness. He doesn’t look at Gideon, can't bare it, honestly: instead, his eyes finds the drink in his hand. "It'd be hers for pulling the trigger. Mine for giving her the reason to, I guess."

Loyalty was a dog: and he was her hound. Benjamin knows it’s not the answer Gideon wants, not the clean division of responsibility he'd probably hoped to hear. And he wouldn't lie to him, his mind had been moulded to Melissa Lin's tactics some eleven years ago...there was no changing his heel. But it’s the truth as Benjamin sees it. Melissa isn’t without her flaws, but she’s always been clear about the stakes. He accepted them the day he stepped into her world.

Into the Rutherford name. And while she commanded it, he obeyed.

He leans back, letting the chair creak under his weight. "Look, I’m not saying she’s perfect. Far from it, fuckin' hell...I'm meant to be smart, right. But... I owe her. A fuckin' lot. Not just for keeping me alive, but for making me into something. Someone. And yeah, that comes with risks. But doesn’t everything?"

Jabbing a finger over his shoulder, he shakes his head -- aware that there were parts of Melissa that Gideon refused to see. To acknowledge. "My parent's killer is here...drinking, laughing...and Melissa's checked in on me every two hours." The side eye, shoulders shrugging. She was his family. Benjamin knows he's justifying, fuckin' rationalizing. Gideon can probably see through it, but it’s the only way he’s ever been able to make peace. "I know you think I’m just another pawn in her game. And maybe I am. But...I chose this life. I know exactly what I signed up for."

Raising his glass, he huffs. "So if she shoots me one day? At least I’ll go down knowing I didn’t sit back and let the world tear me a-fuckin-part." He leans forward, his elbows on the table. "What about you? You’ve seen the same shit I have. What made you realise you'd never want...this" he knew Melissa well, knew a lot of what went on in the Rutherford's -- it was his job to know.

[orhidniuk]

Old Omori stuff

!Spoiler Alert!

[sweetbunnytears]

[n64retro]

It's the end of Termina. The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask Nintendo EAD Nintendo 64 2000