#|| wandering words; ask

[dark-night-hero]

if zhongli is the type to give us up to save the world, who is the type to give up the world to save us?

Imagine after thinking about it for the past few days. Scaramouche is the type of being, lover that would sacrifice the world for you.

"It's okay."

"What's okay?" He frowns, looking at your unbothered face as you continue to admire the scenery right across you.

"It's okay to give up on me."

Imagine as you smile gently at him, he scoffs. Crossing his arms as you look away from you to look at the stars but not even a moment later, he looks back at you. He was never the one to look at such things after all, nor was he the type to appreciate the little things in life. But ever since meeting you, he finds himself learning to slowly appreciate every little thing.

"Stupid." "Oww!" You groan, holding up a hand on your forehead as he flicked you real hard.

"You know I can't do that."

"I don't want to see you get hurt."

"And I don't want to loose you. We've talked about this already, (First name). Even if I have to ki- wipe out every single person in Teyvat I would do it just to keep you safe and sound by my side."

Imagine as you watch him from afar, a tear roll down to your cheeks. What a fool, you thought. You always thought it was alright to have the freedom you never expected to have. But upon seeing your lover, all bruised up and bloody right in front of you, fighting for the sake of your living. Maybe you had all wrong from the very beginning.

"The world want me dead, I guess that's just how it is. It's just me against the world."

"Wrong." "Huh?"

"It's you and me against the world. Don't forget that."

Imagine, you see. Scaramouche was indeed the one who had the right mindset enough to give up the world for the sake of you. But you see, in the process of saving you, you'll lose him. You see, he was strong. It's not a lie that he was strong and capable. But not enough for him alone to face the world.

"Please... That's enough. He did nothing wrong. It was all on me."

"Please have mercy. Let him go, take me. Take me instead." You cried as you shield him away from the world.

"What... What are you saying? Get out of here and hide." He gripped into your clothes that was slowly soaking with his blood.

"No, it's alright." You smile at him with tears rolling down your tears.

"No-!"

"My Scara."

"No wai-!"

"Forget about me, okay?"

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

[onebizarrekai]

in between Randy wandering around somewhere trying to survive and already living with Bunny, HOW did he manage to make Victoria?? Wasn't he a …tramp? It's such a plot hole-

i mean there was a real magic because he starts from scratch a restaurant with living rooms upstairs, a car and children

I don't understand the usage of the word tramp or much of this ask at all, but randy got married when he was in his very early 20s in fatal flaws and had victoria. he's not married in ds though.

so yes. he does (did?) have a wife. I don't know if something happened to her or if she left or if she's currently living there now. I haven't decided. what's really confusing right now is the rest of the ask, like, this guy has been building up his current life and his business for almost 30 years and adopting bunny is the most recent thing he's done. that is indeed the passage of time LOL

[veinsfullofstars]

do bow dee and para dee have mirror versions like meta knight and dedede?

As a matter of fact, they do!

Design- and personality-wise, they aren’t that different from their counterparts (other than M!Bow’s scars and affinity for Ice instead of Water), but growing up in the more hostile environments of the Mirror World - as well as hanging around with bad influences like Dameta and (Shadow) Dedede - do end up pushing some of their more negative traits to extremes. In M!Bow’s case, it is their aggression, recklessness, and tendency towards rebellion. In M!Para’s case, it is his cowardice, frailty, and tendency towards compliance.

Sketch started some time in mid-2024, updated 11/27/24, finished 11/28/24. | Kintsugi AU Masterpost

[ratatatastic]

lmaoooo maffhew wanting the knot immediately and having to wait for sasha to catch up with that is so deeply funny like. this omega is not subtle and you’re not a stupid alpha babe! can only imagine what benny has to say to maffhew about it once he catches on and stops banging his head against a wall

idiots to lovers is always great but especially when its two people who would be hitched with 10 kids by now if they stopped being dumb for a single second like its that easy and yet...

to me they very much fall around the same time (infatuation at first scent if you will) just that sasha takes some time to get there not because he's dumb (okay he's a little dumb) but in the sense that its like "this person is very interested in me, i can see and recognise that but theres so much cognitive dissonance in my brain right now between knowing that intrinsically and finding that hard to believe so i unintentionally play dumb because obviously i'm reading too much into things it cant be me they're interested in haha that'd crazy but they're being awfully touchy and flirty with me wow"

but also it takes two to tango and we have to acknowledge that and this is when i would love to bring up the ways in which this man decides is the best way to go about that because he is a catholic school girlie... there's so much hilarity to be had here especially because his flirting is very uh how you say... a little ass backwards if you will especially considering dynamics

"I make it a point to keep the door closed when we're alone in a room together! That's basically a clear invitation that I'm down to fuck!!! Im basically asking to be ragdolled on his knot!!!"

and Benny just pinches the bridge of his nose like "I don't know how to explain to you in a way you'll understand that not everyone went to Catholic school."

But saying that Sasha does side-eye the door knob heavily when Maffhew goes over to close it the first time and he starts sweating like he just got dragged into a game of 7 Minutes in Heaven he did not sign up for and he's 13 again and oh god he got paired with a really cute girl, and he hasn't even had his first real kiss yet and-

And then absolutely nothing happens because Maffhew is just waiting with a polite expectant smile (because his work here is done, he did the heavy lifting know it's Sasha's turn) and this is when Sasha's dynamic classes training kicks in and he basically scolds himself for even assuming in the first place because this is clearly a show of trust (correct) not an invitation for extra circular activities (incorrect buzzer noise) and it basically becomes "This Omega really trusts me, I'm honoured especially as Pack Leader that I'm able to be so accepted into such a private space with the inherent knowledge that I will not encroach their boundaries whatsoever because consent is verbal, this is not in any way an invitation to take advantage of them this is deep platonic trust I will guard with my life :]"

and if you listen closely you can hear the lovely sounds of Maffhew bashing his head into a wall about how much of a gentleman Sasha is but also COME ONNNNNN... you know... once Maffhew realises what's happening which (looks at my watch) is not due for another few months really

Battle of wills: unstoppable force (maffhews catholic school understanding of dynamic interactions) vs immovable object (overseas alpha cotillion classes)

And if you think it's an Oh! An overseas dynamic thing! It's not. The Euros are watching the horrible car crash in front of them and doing absolutely nothing about it because it's none of their business, but they will stare at it... maybe judge it a bit but definitely are observing from the tall grass.

and I'm also not saying that luosty lundy forsy and bobby have a current running bet of how long it'll take for maffhew to break sasha in but i'm also not not saying that... luosty goaded lundy in the midst of a gossip session ("It has to be 3 months, right?) forsy happened to be around so lundy turned to him for advice ("7 months.") and maybeeee bobby overheard from all the way over from his stall and puts in his two cents for what it's worth ("6. Captain nice but not that nice. Very impatient." "So 3!" "No. Impatience makes him double the time, and wait longer. 6 months.") (lundy finally settles on a good 5 months because he's indecisive)

And Sasha does eventually pick up everything maffhew is throwing down... eventually... and when he does it becomes more so I want to court this omega the way they deserve I will take this slow and romance them sweetly :) *smash cut to maffhew caterwauling like a cat in heat*

but also once again its not like maffhew is helping sasha in any way this is idiot4idiot and benny would like to enjoy the car crash with the euros but unfortunately that's his soulmate, thats his bestie, his littermate from birth who has been weaned on the same teat as they climbed over each other to get to it, the first girl you kissed in your childhood bedroom because somehow you started play fighting on the bed because she was like i could totally pin you down easy and then she does and you always noticed how beautiful she was but shes even more gorgeous when she's pinning your wrists to your hannnah montana duvet you promised yourself youd changed out before she came over but you forget and well she teased you about it and you cant help but giggle about how perfect this all is and it seems that the natural conclusion to this is to taste the strawberry lipgloss of her lips because whats a kiss between besties huh its tacky and sticky and it tastes like summer and just other apt metaphors to put here about the inherent -isms of their relationship that i nearly cant put to words properly other than girls having fun (they are fucking)

and well anyways benny is watching and he has a lot of things to say about how its been proceeding so far

"You should really use your words."

"I am!"

"Right because smelling like a fucking perfume shop in the middle of October is using your words."

"This usually works with most Alphas okay!"

"Sasha isn't most Alphas."

"Tell me about it." Matthew grouses before he peeks over to Sam, looking up from beneath his eyelashes—the exact way he knows both endears him to Sam but also absolutely miffs him all the same, "Worked on you, didn't it?"

"Oh, is that what we're doing right now? We're calling getting a lapful of a preening O in preheat in the middle of a roadie a normal way to go about these things."

"It worked didn't it?" Matthew reiterates.

"It would work better if you use—"

"Okay! Alright!! I get it!!!" He does not.

like benny here is unfortunately an active listening participant in the going ons of the fuckery if not because hes involved by proxy because of maffhew because who else will hold his hair back as he calls him a dumb bitch you know

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Propaganda:

For Vanoe: "vanitas promised his canon love interest, as a romantic gesture, that if she started to become a monster, he would kill her so she wouldn't have to suffer. and then later when discussing how vanitas will eventually turn into a monster himself, he said he wants noe to kill him when that time comes. pretty yuri. also i'm a lesbian and i like them"

"Idk they have such a homoerotic shoujo manga dynamic but they're guys. Or maybe not that much but you gotta admit this would be exquisite yuri if they were girls. Noé the gothic romance heroine etc etc"

For Wenzhou: "Basically in their family unit Wen Kexing is the wife but Zhou Zishu is the mom. Also there are lots of genderbends of them around but the best ones are those where Wen Kexing goes super hard on femme but Zhou Zishu deadass has the same personality and appearance - like shoutout to those artists/writers u r the real ones. Also lesbian Zishu still being called "husband" by Wen Kexing, mwah chef's kiss! He would SO be a butch."

"Wen Kexing is compared to a wife twice in the show and at least once in the book iirc. Canon malewife + wears red eyeshadow and rocks a red robe in his Ghost Valley Master getup + his husband is an emo assassin, they are so incredibly yuri even if they're guys"

For Ineffable Husbands: "Well due to neil mentioning that they was plans for a fem presenting 1960s scene of the two of them that never ended up happening, there's a lot of fanart of that. Plus, they are an angel and a demon, and both technically don't follow the gender rules of humans and many other species on earth, so while they do present very masculine throughout the show, they could be any gender and therefore they seem very fitting for this.(I do apologize as I don't quite understand what guy Yuri is despite your definition so I am guessing and have no clue if they count."

"Looks like m/m on first glance but they don't actually really have gender and Crowley dresses as a woman for a good few years canonically"

"theyre male presenting in the show but they dont really have gender so they could be wlw if they wanted to"

"While both characters spend most of their time presenting as male, they are supernatural beings without any real sex or gender. Crowley appears as a woman multiple times, and one scrapped scene included both Aziriphale and Crowley as women in the 1960s. Additionally, it’s very common to find “Ineffable Wives” fanworks, with both characters appearing as women. As well as having been an immensely popular fandom ship for many years, it has been confirmed that Aziriphale and Crowley are canonically in love with each other."

"Regularly turned into women in fanart. Both Aziraphale and Crowley are incredibly gender. They have been together in some sort of way for 6000 years. Heavy yearning. Cringefail. Divorced and married at the same time. Literally an angel and a demon. What more could you want?"

"theyre literally genderless and can be anything ever!!!"

"Their genders are ineffable and they have hopelessly pined for centuries"

[voidcat]

Scaramouche

Contrary to his ever grumpy, never satisfied attitude; Scaramouche is a remarkable cook.

For those who only know him, this may not be that much of a shock, but for those who know of his ties to a certain guardian of eternity, this is an impressive feat— even so when it is his indirect way of conveying emotions.

In the kitchen, in the wild over a proper campfire, with the right equipment and some sense of serenity allowed during his alone time; he cooks and cooks, carefully chopping up, picking the right ingredients, using his hands when necessary and creating masterpieces.

And perhaps it’s his already exceptional skill improving with time or your palate growing more used to his hands’ tasty products, but you swear each new meal is better than the last one— tastier, fancier, organized like a painting on the plates and in bowls, if you’re not dying of hunger you can even notice feint tastes of herbs that compliment your preferences and favorite tastes.

But of course, when asked about it, or receiving a playful joke, he will fume and cross his arms, say the hunger must’ve gone over your head worse this time or all that fast food you’ve been consuming fucked with your brain, now just shut up already and finish your food before it gets cold you delusional brat.

Send me a character and I’ll whip up a drabble with my headcanons (can be specific hcs or I’ll take artistic liberties >:3 )

[kedreeva]

did u read the good omens book? if so, what are your thoughts on it compared to the tv series?

i followed u for the steddie posts but fell in love with ur meta too 💜

I did, but honestly they're separate entities unless I want to steal something specific for a fic. They're both good, for different reasons and in different ways. They are written by different men, literally and figuratively, about different subject matters, for different reasons. You can compare an apple to an apple blossom, but even though one became the other, and came from the same tree, doesn't mean they are the same thing anymore, nor does it mean one is better than the other.

That being said, I've only read the book once, and I've watched the show over a dozen times, most likely because I saw the show first and read the book second. I enjoyed the book, but I think it was probably a better read in its day, by people who were the target audience at the time, and who didn't just read about or know the context, but understood and lived it. I can't be that, I can't go back in time and read the book before the series, I can't go back and read it in a time where it would have meant what it was intended to mean to the world it was born into.

[druidx]

Time, dust, and sword? With Elo or whoever it fits?

Sorry if this is no help. But good job on how far along your fic has come, and good luck with the rest! :D

It's now apparent I'm incapable of writing drabbles. Also I made myself sad with this.

CW: Grief (v. mild) Notes: From Aurianna's POV, Vanilla Fighting Fantasy setting, waaaaaaay in the future. Tagging: @aquadestinyswriting @jacqueswriteblrlibrary

The Sunbeam

Today a man brought me a sword.

I watched as he climbed the bare, rocky hillside to my cave jutting from the oceans of sand. I measured his determination as he pawed dust from his eyes and fought for his footing on the ever shifting surface. He laid the sword at the entrance to my cave and called out, Wisest of the wise, O Lady of the Gold, I bring you a gift in exchange for your counsel. I waited, to see what he would do, and examined him. His skin was ochre, his hair like black silk, his clothes plain with little personal adornment. But what need had he of adornment when he shone, incandescent, with a pure blue nimbus?

He set up camp, a canvas pinned against the rock wall to keep out the sharp sands skittering in the dry air. The sun set and he made himself the thinnest of fires and ate spare rations. In the morning, he checked to see if I had taken his gift, and when he saw I had not, he beseeched me again: O holiest one, O wyrm of grace, I beg you lend me your counsel! See here, in trade I have brought you the sword of a champion – long gone but not forgotten.

Yesterday, a man brought me a sword.

He thought it a fine gift, this champion's sword. Expensive, yes. Powerful – unimaginably so. A gift worthy of monarchs, of sultans, of wizards… yes, indeed. And to another great, golden wyrm, it may have been. But I know that sword. I know the scent of it, I recall its power; how it banished the darkness of an unholy night. How it banished the darkness from the hearts of mortals. I recall the scent of the one who wielded it. I recall her nimbus of blue. Her recklessness, her drive, her love.

He flitted about his camp, the man who would offer me a sword. He spent his evening around the fire whittling and when he rested, I cat's-pawed to the entrance of my cave. With one lengthy talon, I moved it such that it might catch the starlight from above. You know, cor cordium, they never did get that nick from the blade that pestered you so.

Ereyesterday, a man brought me a sword.

Truth be told, he could do with a little more patience. But then, so did we both, when we were new-made. He came to the entrance of my cave, nearly tripping over the threshold. O mighty one! he cried, as though bereft. Will you not heed my plight? My people are beset by foul, undead things. Our leaders are dead, or fled. Or worse. We know not what to do. Please, I beg you. Accept my gift and help me! He fell to his knees in supplication. But, Beloved, do you know – he shone brightest of all when he spoke of his people. "Who sent you?" asked I. He trembled at the sound of my voice, but spoke true: My Nain. The sword was hers. She would come herself, but for her knees. Please, O Lady, tell me how to break this curse of my people. "You do not wish me to do it for you?" A flicker of uncertainty passed over his countenance. Oh, cor cordium. Were we ever that dumb? You… You could do that? asked he. "What is it you craft, at night about the fire?" Hesitantly he pulled it from his pack, a little rodent with wide ears and long feet and fur picked out in detail. It's a sand rat. I saw many on my journey here.

Ah… It was foregone, really, from that point on.

"You wish to offer me a gift in trade for my help, is that correct?" I asked of him. He nodded, fearfully. "Then I would like your little sculpture." But… I thought dragons liked things of power, or wealth? I laughed. "Not all wealth is to be found in expense. Not all treasures are gold. Come, place it here, on this shelf for me." Shaking, he did as bade. I nudged it a little into place. "Take up your sword… What is your name?" Eli, my Lady. The gods do enjoy a little joke, don't they, cor cordium? "Well then… Eli. Take up your sword." He lifted it gingerly, then hurried to the side as I stepped out. I shook out my wings – Bahamut! But I am stiff. You would say I've turned into my Father. Grown ponderous with age. I fear you may be correct. "Climb on and hold tight," I told this Eli. "We shall see what can be done about the unclean things besieging your town."

I had thought my time amongst mortals was done. I had thought those days of derring-do behind me. That sword… it pricked my heart anew. It reminded me what was lost… and what may yet be found. Oh, you'll forgive me, won't you, cor cordium? He did blaze so very blue.

[outfoxt]

Would love to hear about potential parallel stories/lore in judaism 👁👁👁👁💞

i realized that i actually havent thought very in depth about parallels and themes in the bible in a LONG time but let me think...

one that jumped to the forefront of my mind is something that idk if its a theme/parallel or not, but it has to do with moses. in the torah (really in the talmud i think which is a bunch of rabbi's headcanons about the torah that were then accepted as canon later on), when moses was taken in by pharaoh a test was performed to see whether moses would overthrow him, and by extension whether he was safe to keep and raise. that test was to show baby moses two pots: one of gold and riches and one of hot coals, and whichever he grabbed would be indicative as to what kind of son he'd be. so obviously, being a baby, moses starts to go for the shiny stuff. but (so the story goes) since moses has plot armor an angel (of death [?]) reached out and moved his hand to the hot coals. this is important because not only did it secure his safety to grow up under pharaoh's watch, but it burned his hand, which he then put in his mouth which permanantly burned his tongue and gave him a lisp. now the lisp isnt really talked about much more until later on, and its kind of minor so i get why its often left out, but it changes the whole feeling of the story! because of the lisp, moses gets nervous to speak in front of pharaoh's mages, and so it's aaron who does the talking when they turn their staffs into snakes. it's aaron (iirc) who speaks to the hebrews and tells them the word of god. moses is the one who speaks directly to god and does his bidding in the stories, but aaron is the one who conveys the information. and AND i just remembered this continues!! it continues to be true that moses doesnt always tell his own story!! in the scientific world it is generally accepted that there are a few different authors/compilers of the torah, but in judaism there is one main accepted truth of how it was written with two endings: moses wrote the whole thing up until the last chapter when he was on mount sinai, writing down word for word what god told him to. the ending, though, changes because at the end of the bible moses dies there is a debate over whether moses wrote his own death before it happened (since god is omnipresent blah blah blah) or whether joshua took over for him after he died. if the latter is true, that would be the second time someone tells moses' story for him!! first aaron tells the mages and the hebrews who moses is and why he was sent to save them, and then joshua tells the story of his death and his exile from the holy land! there are THEMES and MOTIFS i can SEE THEM

i have no idea if this is what you were asking for but thank you for inviting me to infodump XD <3

[seaweedstarshine]

You know that time in the comics when the Doctor is so depressed, he shuts off the lights, turns on an interrogation spotlight, locks himself in the console room, and argues with a bunch of judgmental shadow-figures resembling his past incarnations?

And all the TARDIS' lights go out and her interior becomes a maze to keep his companions out of the console room, all from her psychic connection with the Doctor (“moodbleed”)?

And his companions are left wandering in circles for two days as the air goes “stale,” not knowing where he is but thinking the worst, while he hallucinates in a dark room?

...because I'm thinking again about the times this definitely happened when he was with the Ponds.

[lotrmusical]

My high school did a yearly poetry recitation contest (Poetry Out Loud), so Oh Boy do I know some poems. My favorites are Ozymandias and "the world is about to end and my grandparents are in love," by Kara Jackson. Also in 8th grade we had a Poe unit and had a class contest to make the best music video of the Raven, so I still know a good chunk of that.

i hadn't heard of the kara jackson one! just read through it and enjoyed it, particularly these lines > 'grandma returns to her love like a hymn, marks it with a color. // when the world ends will it suck the earth of all its love? /will i go taking somebody’s hand, / my skin becoming their skin?'

[fluxweeed]

hey. hope this message doesn't bother you. I love you. I love your work. you are one of my favorite fic authors, I am absolutely obsessed with everything you write. reread everything ten times over, drarry or not, fluffy or angsty - even when it absolutely shatters my heart (e.g. for lack of wanting, SUCH a great fic btw i'm so obsessed with it). the four doors? life changing. two to lie and one to listen? engraved into my brain for eternity. what's mine is yours? what a ride holy shit, im VERY normal about it. wrapped? my comfort read. and so it goes.

if I could aggressively smother you with kudos and love I WOULD!!!

awhile ago you said that there's no such thing as "big deals" in fandom and I 100% agree but at the same time you are a big deal TO ME!!! not in the sense of any kind of hierarchy but purely based on the fact that I think you are such a cool person and your writing is amazing and poignant and your presence in fandom makes it so much better. it's been a pleasure following you here on tumblr and just reading your tags and posts.

idk I just think you rule. that's it. thank you for hanging with us. MWAH 💛

ahhhh anon sorry for leaving this message sitting in my inbox for a couple of days but !! i have zero idea how to react to this!! you're so kind!! thank you!! please discard any and all inclinations u have that i am a cool person bc i can assure you i am NOT!!

[edaworks]

Can’t I get at least one goddamn drink in me before y’all start a barfight? Christ…

My LW, Ben Jamison. He just wants to have a cold one in peace, is that so much to ask?

[wanderlustmagician]

can i get some mothER FUCKIN ATLANTIS LORE???

plz n thx :3

I guess sooooooo. Since you’re asking so nicely. ;P

The Crystal that powers their smaller ones and is (unknown) source of their longevity is house in a cavern underneath the main island. There’s two entrances to it, one through the mouth of the cavern itself that’s hidden behind the water running over the edges and on the side of the island itself, and the other through a also hidden pathway by the giant tree that’s at the back of the island. The Crystal is surrounded by masks, they’re the masks that represent the people who’ve been used as hosts for The Crystal at differing points.

The masks floating around are;

Majora’s Mask

Keaton Mask

Bremen Mask

Don Gero’s Mask

Great Fairy Mask

Sun Mask

Masks are big part of the culture, so are the markings on their skin. Masks are a representation of a person’s role in the community, whereas markings are a representation of the person or their journey. Sometimes both.

Every new person, born or Found, gets a a crystal shard and a mask. The Crystal Shard comes from the Queen, the Mask comes from one of The Pillar deities and is delivered by one of the Children of the Pillars. Markings are bestowed upon them by unknown forces (it’s the Golden Three, but no one remembers them), usually the High Priestess interprets them.

For example; Legend’s mask is in the shape of a Rabbit. This would usually have him in a role that’s based out of the Palace, they’re very good record keepers. Due to the nature of Legend’s arrival, his own past, and the fact that he actively enjoys driving Warriors mad… the decision was made to let him explore the other islands, the outer edge, and make a map of it all. He’s a very good cartographer and each map he makes is very detailed.

The Pillars!! The Pillars are loosely based off the guardian statues around the edge of Atlantis in the movie. However since I’ve created a (loose) map that better suits my purposes in this… the Pillars are minor deities that are based out of springs located on islands around the outer edge. The are the Spring Spirits from TP; Ordona, Faron, Eldon, and Lanaryu. Those who tend their Springs are called Children of the Pillars.

Wind and Tetra are older in this! They’re 16, both are second level warriors in the border control corps. Wind carries a spyglass, a spear, and a sword. Tetra has a crossbow, the map, and dueling swords. Both have shields, and after Wild arrives, they both have constructs they ride.

Sky basically lives at Twilight’s, not that Twilight minds. It does cause interesting and hilarious misconceptions from Wild in the beginning.

Has this slaked your thirst for Atlantis AU lore?

[rigels-nigels]

sorry u left tags on my post like 30 hour ago and my brain hasnt left it alone since. point of no return billford. in your opinion what would be the equivalent of christine ripping off the phantoms mask?

hmmm

bit difficult, going more literally at the least since bill doesn't seem to care much about parts of his form being revealed

in a less literal way, ford confronting bill after fiddleford falls into the portal might be one, as it's where things reach that point of no return (lmao), and things take a turn for the more violent, as happened in the song at that moment. There's no going back, no playing pretend, no denial, the truth of the matter is out and you have to face the monster.

unfortunately for ford, things did not end so sweetly for him as they did for christine after

[irl-morros-account]

(idk if u received this before but it's telling me the ask didn't send so I'm resending)

Hey Morro!

I have returned with another homemade meme

Who in the hell is that blue twink. Why am I being compared to him-- actually, why am I so similar to him?

That's so unsettling. What the hell.