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amateuranxiety · 6 years ago

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Ken Rants About “Vanishing World” for Probably Way Too Long

Good evening. My name is Ken, I am a dumb, overanalyzing nerd, and I have completely fallen for the narrative Vocaloid producer Grey (a.k.a. Monstrosity) has set up in the first two songs of her series, Vanishing World. I know only two out of the ten-ish-maybe? songs have been released so far, but I’ve been stewing on my thoughts for a while now and I felt that I absolutely needed to get them down somewhere. in this essay i will- I hope that people are able to see this and possibly be interested in checking the series out? I just feel like it deserves a lot more attention. I highly recommend listening to all the work on her channel. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrq2qxXTl7u-YKeSqIJ5xZA Now, without further ado, I give you my analysis. i feel like im giving myself too much credit for my hyperfocused ramblings lol

WARNING!

This writing discusses themes of mass death and other death related subject matter. If you are disturbed by these things, then please proceed with caution. Stay safe.

Basic Plot Summary

Vanishing World is the story of the end of the world, and the beasts who cause it. One beast for every element or force of nature or whatever. So far, they seem to choose a human to “cooperate” with in order the wreak their havoc on Earth. Human resistances rise up around the world, although not much information has been provided about them yet. Our story begins in the twenty-fifth day of the month of June, they year 2000.......

Part 1: Aberrant Garden

Kaylee Tagetes was a young girl with a remarkable, and almost scary, gift for gardening. However, as she grew, she spiraled out of control. She began fusing plants with other forms of existence, creating a deadly army for the first destruction god, Carnation. where are your parents??? Also she had this weird flower with a face growing out of her head, but I don’t think it’s that relevant also it just scares me so I’m just gonna ignore it unless I think something up about it, ok? Ok.

An investigator dispatched to “the site of the anomaly (I’m assuming this is Kaylee’s house)” finds this information and more inside of a conveniently placed exposition note that was probably just lying on the ground I guess.

Some important things I want to highlight in the note:

“However, as she grew older, she became... curious about something. Almost like a mysterious force was feeding her thoughts. What was this thing she was curious about, you ask? Simple!

...”By what means? That part... shall remain a mystery.”

“...and it was at that moment when she was poisoned by a spider monster. Acid flowed through her veins. She fell, passed out from blood loss. Probably dead.”

“‘My name is Carnation, the Monster of Flora. You shall hear more about me in the afterlife- your time is up.’“

“Into a giant maw she was dropped... no one ever saw her again as Kaylee Tagetes.”

What these things mean (probably):

Every beast is able to get into the mind of its host and pretty much possess them and lead them to do what they want.

Whoever wrote the note wants the process of monster creation to remain a mystery.

Probably dead. Probably.

use your real name, nerd the one you made up sounds stupid

She was eaten. Trapped within the monster’s stomach.

Our investigator pal jumps on the bandwagon with his own exposition!

“In the year 2100, the apocalypses rises, fear the chrome god monsters and their trapped traitor humans.”

He goes on about how weird it is that Carnation woke up 100 years before the rest. Also that note was pretty strange too I guess. But the question is, who wrote it? Well, my friend, it seems obvious that it was written by a human being, so I propose the theory that Kaylee herself wrote the note. I’ll explain my reasoning soon enough, but for it to make any sense at all (even though it still probably won’t), I need to move on to.......

quick note: the more i think about this the more stupid it sounds for reasons ill get into in a moment, but im just gonna keep the Kaylee Note Theory here in case it somehow leads to me having some grand revelation about the true author.

edit:upon further reflection it may be possible, but i still think there is plenty of room for error within my theory.

Part 2: Ulterior Spectacle

Our Earth was at peace. Finally. But they didn’t let it last.

Stephan Alexander, nineteen year old photographer and the second traitor human in our story. Using a device gifted to him by the Monster of Ice, Morzogo, he is able to freeze any landscape and turn any human being into stone with the click of a button. This device is the grand Tundra Lens. One of the worst birthdays I’ve ever heard of ngl. He goes around killing millions over a period of five months because of what Morzogo had told him.

“They don’t deserve to see the world as you do. They deserve to be a part of a picture, do they not? Make them go still so you may have the perfect picture. Travel the world and make them allll stiiiill, so they’ll be with you forever.”

To summarize the end of the story:

girl’s voice snaps him out of trance was that a pun?

instant regret for literal mass murder

suicide via medusa method (mirror, click, bye bye)

Also, if you watch the lovely PV, you’ll notice that that girl that brought him back to reality is literally Kaylee Tagetes. A twelve year old killed a chaos god of mass destruction that ate her after she was poisoned and lost a lot of blood. This takes place maybe around the year 2032 and she still looks 12. h o w ? guess she’s dead now idk all the humans are gonna be ghosts and talk about their poor life decisions in the afterlife i guess

So yeah that’s basically my explanation for my whole Kaylee wrote the note thing.

Explaining my Kaylee Note Theory:

I think I figured out how she killed Carnation. The poison in her blood. Ingesting that could have killed him. I don’t know what it takes to kill an old one or whatever those things are, but maybe??????

The prophesy just states that the human traitor are trapped. Not dead, right? dont know about poor stephan tho oof. unless the possession automatically gives you op protagonist powers. they’re probably still dead tho

I don’t know what motivation she would have for leaving the note behind though.

Maybe she wrote it as a ghost-type-person-thing????? idk i feel like im reaching at this point ive been typing for over an hour now.

also im not sure where to fit this in but some characters talk about The Crisis which is where humans randomly turn into monsters????? idk its just been brought up once so far so i dont know what to think of it.

Alright. The last thing I want to talk about today is.......

Zone-B and Codename:NULL

We first meet Codename:NULL in the description of Battle: Xelzerin (that’s Carnation’s real name btw. i guess he’s a dork who doesn’t think his full name sounds cool like me). She’s receiving an email from another Zone-B member, Codename:GANYMEDE, who basically gives us some information about Xelzerin we didn’t already know. Including the fact that Xelzerin isn’t dead??? i should have re-read everything before i started typing this has just turned into one big semi-organized mess im so sorry

anyway!! foreshadowing about the Earth and Electric beasts, NULL’s name is revealed to be Madeline in the description of Ulterior Spectacle, and apparently Stephan froze over 70% of the world in only five months. Probably a rich kid.

if i weren’t so tired and had more information about a story that’s barely half-way done, i feel like i would be much more thorough with my analysis and theories. i may type out a part 2 once song three drops. until then, ill wait patiently. maybe ill choke out a little theory if i have a sudden revelation but nothing on this scale. maybe ill be able to choke out a timeline as well. i can barely spell i should probably stop hope you enjoyed sorry it go so messy towards the end especially right here ily goodbye.

proofreading: barely im sorry

#vanishing world #vanishing beasts #monstrosity #monstrosity vocaloid #aberrant garden #ulterior spectacle #kaylee tagetes #stephan alexander #ken does theory #im coughing so much please save me im tired #vocaloid

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teen-titans-imagines · 6 years ago

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East of Eden pt 9

Jason Todd & Daughter! Teenager! Reader

A/n: ANOTHER INTENSE PART. LET’S GOOOOOOO. BTW, this part was heavily influenced by the song Duet, which you can find on the playlist!! Thanks!

Comments are appreciated, and are key. Please comment. It helps with motivation and efficiency. Thank you!

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Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine [Here] / Part Ten / Part Eleven [Final]

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Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family, Drama, Action, Fluff Rated: Mature Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Blood and Gore, Swearing, Graphic Depictions of Physical Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Graphic Injuries, Nightmares, PTSD, Trauma, Just read with caution please

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Author: Teen-Titans-Imagines

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Jason couldn’t remember the last time he had gotten this much exercise. His legs were burning, his sides were aching, and he was sure his stomach was churning. His breaths were coming out in small puffs, and Dick, the clear example of what it meant to not be apparently human, chuckled.

“Come on, Jason. Don’t tell me you’re tired!”

Damian scoffed in agreement.

“I’ve climbed mountains without stairs and higher than this at four years old, Todd.”

Jason snapped, glaring at the two.

“I’m old, I’m hungry, and stressed. What more do you two want from me? A fucking gymnastics routine going up?”

Dick grinned, and Jason rolled his eyes. They should have just taken the jet up, and had Hasan drop them off. Tim didn’t seem to be doing any better than him, his sweat running down the side of his face in waves. Bruce, who was ahead of them all, gave them a stern look.

“Stop bickering, you three. This isn’t going to be easy for any of us.”

Damian rolled his eyes, and Jason huffed. Tim slipped slightly, and Jasons’ hand shot out to grab one of the red wings of the suit.

“Are you alright, Tim?”

Tim panted, and he mumbled.

“I haven’t worked out this much since training...I guess I’m a little out of shape.”

Jason hooked his arm between Tim’s legs while grabbing his arm, Tim gasping and protesting, before throwing the man over his shoulders in a firefighter hold. While the weight was a bit much for Jason, he wasn’t going to leave his own brother behind. Tim, though embarrassed, murmured as he relaxed.

“Thanks, Jay.”

Jason hummed as he looked on up at the stairs.

“I got you, Tim.”

Dick, who had fell behind after pausing for a bit, smiled softly at the sight. Damian, who had fallen in step with Dick, whispered softly.

“(Y/n) made him soft.”

Dick shook his head, patting Damian’s back.

“No...she made him happy.”

Dick began walking again, and Damian, shocked by Dick’s words, shook his head before rushing to catch up.

-WITH READER-READERS POV-

A gentle shaking awoke you from your slumber, and upon opening your eyes, you spied the beautiful gaze of Na’ila, her comforting gaze upon you soft.

“Wake up, my dear, it is time.”

Stretching, you noticed the water was still a bit warm. Slipping out, you found that your knees were weak, almost slipping to the ground hadn’t it been for Na’ila holding you. She chuckled and soothed as she sat you on the ledge of the tub.

“Coming out of a spiritual bath is always weak on a person. Do not worry.”

You nodded tiredly, rubbing the back of your neck as Na’ila instructed, holding up a long, white piece of cloth.

“Arms up. I am going to be wrapping your chest.”

“Why?”

You asked, voice hoarse and laced with sleep. Na’ila raised her eyebrow, smiling slightly as you raised your arms anyway.

“This is for when your journey begins. You are not supposed to wear anything that might hold residual energy, for it could disrupt the purification process. Men would usually do this with nothing, but Nazeem didn’t want to go down that road, if you understand. He wants you to be as comfortable as possible. These cloths have been blessed, so they shouldn’t harm your journey.”

As she finished wrapping your chest, the cloth covering your whole torso and belly, she slipped your legs through a skirt, fastening the leather cord tightly in the back so it would stay up. The skirt was long, a pristine white that was almost blinding, and covered your feet when you stood. With an arm within yours, Na’ila began to guide you.

The door with the strange glow behind it came up to you, and Nazeem was waiting for you beside the door. He smiled and patted your shoulder gently.

“Are you ready to begin your journey?”

You shrugged, looking at the man tiredly. He chuckled and turned to Na’ila, saying while bowing his head.

“Thank you for caring for her.”

Na’ila smiled and nodded. Nazeem announced, his hand waving before the door.

“Behold, my dear, the road to your salvation.”

The door opened, and your eyes widened as light blinded you.

-WITH HASAN-

Hasan was freaking out. The batfamily was already halfway up the mountain, and he didn’t want to risk trying to climb up. What was he going to do? He couldn’t warn Nazeem at all, and if the batboys disrupted the process, it could very well mean the end of (Y/n)’s soul.

Pacing, Hasan ran a hand through his hair before taking a deep breath. Looking up at the sky, he called.

“If you even think about smiting me, I’ll come up there and fight every last one of you! You hear me? I’m too old for any of this.”

Hasan raised his foot, his heart dropping, before placing it on the step. His breath left his lungs in a relieved puff, and Hasan lifted his other foot to place it on the next step. However, a shock went through him, and he yelped, falling backward.

“Oh, come on! Haven’t I done my part?”

Lightning shot down beside him and Hasan screamed in surprise, jumping back before stomping the ground.

“By the Light, why the fuck not?! Why do they get to go but I can’t? This is bullshit!”

Thunder rolled, and Hasan pouted, crossing his arms as he stared at the staircase.

“Fine. I didn’t even want to go anyway.”

As he turned to leave, a gust of wind pushed him back to the stairs, and a crack of thunder hit the sky, making Hasan widen his eyes as he was pushed to the stairs. Getting the memo, Hasan muttered before bounding up the stairs.

“You all need therapy. I didn’t sign up for old people fighting over who gets to go up the stairs and who doesn’t.”

-WITH JASON-

Jason panted as he placed Tim down, hands on his knees as he hunched over. Dick was rubbing his sore legs, and Damian was checking his weapons, making sure none had fallen off on their ascent to the top. Bruce turned to the boys, saying.

“We’re at the top. Be quick about the break, I’m doing scans of the temple, and I’m not getting much.”

Jason asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Are you saying that we came here for fucking nothing?”

Bruce shook his head, taking his cowl off with a deep frown.

“No, I’m saying my equipment is malfunctioning. There seems to be something here preventing any of my thermal imaging to work.”

Tim muttered, pressing buttons on his arm.

“Same here. I guess we gotta search the old fashion way.”

Jason frowned deeply before they began to enter the courtyard. Followers of the Elder Temple were nowhere to be found, and Damian announced.

“It’s quiet...I don’t like this.”

Jason nodded in agreement, before a voice caught their attention. Hasan, showing up on the staircase on the left, hunched over, panting.

“Oh...my god. I am never...ever doing that again.”

He ran over and put his hands in front of the family, warning.

“You guys cannot go in there. (Y/n) has begun her journey to salvation. If you disrupt that, you could possibly destroy her soul. You cannot be in there. Not right now.”

Jason snapped, grabbing the man by the collar of his shirt, yanking him up to Jason’s level.

“Listen, you fucking prick, and listen good. My daughter is in there, the daughter that you took from me. I’m not gonna let some god-kissing man thwart me from seeing my daughter. You’re going to stay out of my way, or I’m gonna put a fucking bullet in your head, you understand me?”

Hasan frowned and retaliated, holding Jason’s wrist.

“Jason, I know she is your daughter, and I’m sorry that it came to this. If I could have healed her myself, I would have, but I do not have that capability. High Priest Nazeem has sensed a darkness within her that could mean the destruction of the world.”

Jason slowly lowered Hasan, his frown softening.

“If you go in there and disrupt the process, any error could set that darkness off. Her soul will break, succumb to the darkness, and she will not be the same (Y/n) you once knew. I’m not trying to stop you because I don’t want you to see your daughter. I’m trying to stop you from being the ones to kill her.”

Jason felt anger roll through him, but he knew that Hasan was right. Why would Hasan lie to him? He had been truthful with him during their whole arrival, and he seemed to genuinely care about (Y/n). Stepping back, Jason shook his head.

“I’m not leaving. I need to see her, Hasan. I can’t just fucking stay out here when I know my daughter is within reach.”

Hasan’s eyes saddened, and he held Jason by the shoulders.

“Jason, I understand. If there was a way I could change the rules, I would. I am but a man, and cannot change the celestial rules.”

“No, but I can.”

They all turned to spy Nazeem, his blind eyes soft. Hasan widened his eyes and whispered.

“High Priest Nazeem...”

“My apprentice, it is lovely to see you again.”

They bowed at each other before Nazeem approached Jason.

“The heart of a man is strong, but the heart of a father has the strength of 10,000 gods and suns, my son. The gods know of your true intent, and have allowed you to come here. I cannot fight their judgement. You being here upon this ancient stone is for reason, not mistake.”

Nazeem then frowned.

“But, that does not mean that what Hasan says is false. If you disrupt the process in anyway, there will be no telling what will happen. If you are to witness the trial, you must learn to keep your tongues still. All of you. Do you understand?”

Bruce immediately replied, nodding his head.

“You have our word.”

Nazeem nodded before gesturing for them to follow.

“Come. The journey has already begun, but it will be a lengthy process.”

Jason followed Nazeem, following him through the long corridor to a door with a strange glow beneath it. Nazeem turned to Jason, his blind eyes stern.

“Your tongue will be still from here on out. Do I have your word, Jason Todd?”

Jason widened his eyes, wondering how he knew his name, before nodding.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.”

Opening the door, Jason’s eyes widened as his breath left him.

-NO ONES POV-

The room was filled with the Followers of the Elder Temple, surrounding a large lagoon-like pool, the waters glowing as the followers chanted. Behind the pool, it opened up into huge archways, showing the cloudy skies as the sun shone through the windowless archways, almost seeming celestial in its own way. The light from the sun reflected off of the water, casting glows of gold across the room.

In the middle of the pool floated a pod-like cocoon, (Y/n)’s form within the pod. Her eyes were closed, and her knees were brought to her chest, her arms holding them to her chest. Her hair floated around her, as if in water, and Jason briefly wondered if the cocoon was just water. As the boys piled into the room, Jason couldn’t take his eyes off his daughter.

She looked peaceful, as if nothing had happened to her, and Jason wondered what Nazeem meant when he said she was going through a journey. Jason bit his lip, tears stinging his eyes. She was so close, literally just about thirty feet from him, and he couldn’t go over to hold her.

The girl twitched, her head shaking slightly, and Jason noticed her veins were glowing a soft gold, the water-like cocoon rippling. Hasan’s breath was lost to him, his eyes wide as he stared on, and Jason couldn’t help but inwardly chuckle. Glancing back at (Y/n), he wondered what was going on with her.

-READERS POV-

There was a brief moment of darkness, nothing feeling different, before a light shot through the dark, blinding you once more. When you uncovered your eyes, You widened them when you noticed you were at a table. Specifically, the dinner table at the apartment.

Your father sat at one end, digging into his food as he read something on his phone. A voice caught your attention, and you felt tears prick your eyes.

“Jason, you know the rules! No phones at the table while dinner is in session!”

Your mother walked into the room, her beautiful (e/c) eyes amused. Jason perked up and awkwardly coughed, slipping his phone from the table.

“Phone? What phone? I don’t see a phone here.”

She giggled before teasing.

“Right, so that’s why I just saw yours?”

Jason blushed and shook his head.

“You didn’t see anything.”

You noticed that your arms were reaching for more food, and realized that this was a memory. Jason looked over at you, smiling brightly.

“I think she’s enjoying your turkey, Momma.”

Mom chuckled before sitting beside you, causing you to look at her. Her eyes were bright, amused by your five-year-old you’s antics.

“You like the food, babygirl?”

You nodded, your actions completely uncontrolled, and Mom laughed, nuzzling her nose with yours.

“You’re so sweet.”

The scene rippled and changed, now changing to when you first went to school. Your mother was holding your hand as you sobbed, and your father knelt before you, his blue eyes soft.

“It’s ok, baby girl. It’s only going to be for a couple hours!”

“I’m scared!”

Mom chuckled before kneeling beside Jason, encouraging.

“Your father is right. Plus, this is a great opportunity to make friends, baby girl!”

Looking between the two, you shook your head.

“I don’t want to go. I wanna stay with you and Daddy.”

Your mother chuckled before running her hands through your hair.

“It will be alright, sweetie. How about Daddy and I walk you in. Would you like that?”

You nodded, and your parents took their places on either side of you, holding your hands and swinging you back and forth to make you happy once again.

As the scene rippled, you could feel your heart twist slightly in yearn. The scene changed, and you noticed it was a memory from when you were much older. You were sitting against the door, listening to your parents fighting with a hollow heart.

“I don’t understand why you can’t just stay home and be a father!”

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing here, (M/n)? I’m fighting crime to keep her safe, not because I don’t want to be here!”

“Jason, she constantly wonders why you’re never home! What the fuck am I supposed to tell her? That her father is a vigilante of Gotham and doesn’t have time for her?”

“You know that’s not fucking true.”

Your mother’s voice raised, something shattering as she screamed.

“Yes it is! Jason, you missed the god-damn Father-Daughter dance! I had to be there for that! Do you know how many looks she got when parents noticed that it was just her and I the whole fucking night?!”

“That wasn’t my fucking fault, (M/n)! I was on a mission that I couldn’t get out of!”

“Exactly! Jason, you are choosing being Red Hood over being her god damn father!”

Your father screamed.

“Stop making it seem like I don’t want to be with her, (M/n)! You know that I can’t give up being Red Hood! I’m doing this to keep her safe!”

“No you’re not. You’re doing it because you like the thrill of it.”

“Yeah, maybe I fucking do.”

It was quiet for a moment before your mother snapped.

“You have a week to start acting like a man and a father! If you don’t...if you don’t improve, then you are done. You are getting out of this house.”

“You can’t do that! I enjoy being both! You can’t take away the things that I love from me. That’s unfair!”

“Then find a way to do both! Because if you don’t, you’re fucking done and out of this house!”

Their voices faded as the scene did, and it jumped to when your mother had gotten sick.

Your mother coughed as she searched for a cup, her skin pale and eyes ringed in a sickening red. You were concerned as you sat at the table, munching on cereal as she swayed slightly.

“Mom, is everything ok?”

She sighed slightly, her head resting on her bicep as she grasped the ledge of the cupboard.

“Yes, dear. I’m fine. Just a bit tired, I suppose.”

Sweat ran down the side of her face, and her eyes fluttered before she collapsed, causing you to gasp and shoot out of your chair.

“Daddy! Mom just fainted! Dad!”

Your father ran in, his blue eyes searching and widening when they spied your mother on the floor. Quickly, he knelt beside her and tried to get her to wake up.

“Baby, can you hear me? Sweetheart, wake up!”

When she didn’t respond, your father turned to you.

“Call an ambulance. Make sure to do everything they say and answer their questions as quick as you can, alright?”

Crying, you nodded before grabbing the phone.

The scene faded, and you sighed. That was probably the hardest moment in your life, something that you hated reliving. Every single time you dreamed of that, you never failed to wake up in tears and wishing that your father had noticed her sickness sooner. That you had noticed it sooner.

You held your mother’s hand, sobbing as she smiled softly at you, her sunken face sweaty and paler than before.

“Don’t cry, baby girl. We’ll be alright.”

“No, mom...Mom please don’t go. I need you here with me. I can’t do anything without you.”

You mother chuckled as she caressed your face.

“My dear, you can do anything the world asks of you to do. You’re so strong...and you’re so kind. You can do this, my lovely girl. You can fight through this. I’ve seen you do it...and I know you.”

“But I can’t...I can’t do it without you, mom!”

Your mother smiled

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be with you...I’ll be the wind that blows in your ear...the trees you pass...the road you walk upon. I’ll be the rain...the sky...the sun that shines upon you and the moon that illuminates the night for you. I’ll be the stars in the night sky that twinkle down at you.”

You sobbed hard as she coughed, straining to stay awake for just a while longer.

“You...you have so much power and talent, baby girl. You are going to change the world one day, maybe even save it...and I promise I’ll be watching the whole time. I’m proud of you, baby.”

You cried into her chest, screaming in agony as she gently pet your hair.

“I love you, and I am so, so proud of the woman you are becoming...and the woman you will be.”

With that, her hand paused, and you knew. Within an instant, you knew. You didn’t even need to hear the monotone frequency of the heart monitor to know she was gone. Your father leaned over you, holding you to him as you sobbed.

Why.

Why were you being shown these memories? Why were you being shown all the things you had tried so hard to forget about? What was the purpose of this?

The pain was the only thing you could really feel. Punch after punch, taunt after taunt, it just seemed to never end.

“You’ve gotten quiet. You finally realizing that Daddy Dearest isn’t coming to save you?”

You growled and glared at the man, snarling out.

“I…still have..my faith.”

Black Mask grinned.

“You know, your determination to keep believing is quite admirable, if not amusing. Holding onto just that one little thread of hope, just hoping that your father will come and save you from your imminent death. It’s cute.”

You muttered.

“You want cute-”

You spat blood and saliva in his face, leaning back afterwards.

“-how’s that for cute, jackass?”

He growled and backhanded you, your face snapping to the side, a grunt leaving your lips as more blood rushed from your nose and busted lips.

“Insolent girl!”

You were trembling as you remembered; wishing it would end. What was the purpose of this?

“Why? Why are you showing me this? Stop. Stop!”

“I was…I was…scared…”

Jason squeezed your hand.

“…At one…point…I even…I even gave…in. I didn’t….I didn’t think you…were coming.”

You turned your head to him slowly, despite the pain, and smiled softly, Jason’s blue eyes filled with hot, fat tears.

“…but you…did. You saved…me…and I…love you. My hero.”

You chuckled a bit, but Jason was crying hard at your heartfelt words, holding your hand to his forehead as he sobbed. Jason whispered to you, holding your hand in a tight yet gentle grip.

“I love you so much, so, so much. I don’t deserve you.”

“You deserve…more than…this.”

You ran a hand through your hair as you watched, screaming in emotional agony. What was going wrong?

“Wow. I’ve…never flown before…and never been on a private jet before. Are you sure this is ok? I’m not that important.”

Hasan looked at you sadly throught he sunglasses, though you couldn’t see it.

“You have more worth than all the stars in the sky, Ms. Todd.”

You huffed before sinking down into your seat. Looking at him, you noticed he was wearing an earpiece and heard a voice counting down, presumably to when the cameras on the streets would turn back on.

“So, do you have people you know in high places that just give you these expensive things or are you really that rich?”

“I guess you could say I have friends in higher places.”

You nodded before sighing, crossing your arms. As your eyes turned to the streets, your mind began to wander again. Were you making the right choice?

You paused. Where was this going? What were they trying to show you? What was he trying to tell you?

His knife dragged across the skin of your rib cage, pressing in deep with a harsh bite like a vicious animal that hadn’t eaten for weeks. You whined out, biting your lip so hard that you could taste blood, and Black Mask cackled.

“And now here I am with his little bitch of a daughter. A fighting spirit reduced to nothing but a pile of shaking bones. Look at you. So pathetic and weak, quivering at my touch like a rabbit before the fox.”

He leaned down, hissing into your ear as he dragged his fingers down the length of your spine.

“Can you feel it? The sharp pain of knowing that no one else will believe you if you tell them of my presence? To you, I am real, but to them? The people outside? They can’t see a thing. They can’t help you, and that must be more painful than anything in the world.”

It was. The fact that nobody else could help you from this conscious nightmare was a killing factor to your mental health. While your body was starting to take its toll from the wounds Black Mask had inflicted on you, your mind was in another world. A darkened reality that you were beginning to think that you could never escape from.

Another memory ran through your mind, and you began to understand.

The lights disappeared, and the room became dim, save for the torches that seemed to never stop burning. Nazeem turned to you, and asked.

“Are you satisfied, or do you wish that you never knew?”

You shook your head.

“I am glad that I know. Now that I know what’s wrong, now I will be prepared for what is ahead of me.”

You were confident, and Nazeem smiled, resting his hands upon your shoulders.

“Your strong will and determination to persevere never fails to amaze me, my dear. I have a feeling that one day, when you perish, you will have a place among the gods. Come, we must start the preparations.”

You weren’t being shown these memories as punishment. No...these were reminders. Reminders of why you were here. Why you kept fighting. It wasn’t about salvation to you. It had never been about that.

It had been about healing. About the want for everything to be better. It had been about your parents, specifically your father. This fight you were fighting...it wasn’t because you were stubborn and didn’t like to go down without a fight. It was about the fact that you were continuing on, no matter what happened. That you always braved the challenges you were put through.

This wasn’t about salvation. This was about knowing who you were and why you were. This was about growth, about healing, about remembering why you were even here in the first place.

And with that, you opened your eyes.

[PART TEN]

Permanent Tagging List/East Of Eden Tag List (these have honestly just turned into the permanent tag list laksdf;alksdf whoever was tagged for JUST east of eden, please tell me so I don’t mistakenly tag you in anything else I post):

@amnahs9695 @cuddlysteven @voltaiire @shuris-wakanda @@euphoricgukk @prancingdestiel @frida-marie (it’s not letting me tag you) @rcbinwcrld @thatawesomenerdygirl @hi-this-is-my-blog (It’s not letting me tag you) @addicted-to-dc @crazyfreckledginger @jasonsredhoody @conspiracy-teen @an-all-write-life @maroongoon

#Jason Todd #Reader #Jason Todd & Daughter! Reader #Jason Todd x Reader #Jason Todd Imagine #Red Hood #Red Hood & Daughter! Reader #Red Hood Imagine #East of Eden

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sohmariku · 7 years ago

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BAKUMATSU ROCK LIVE CONCERT [review] (?)

Went to see the Bakumatsu Rock Live Concert this afternoon. I don’t really know the series, nor do I remember half of the character’s names (had to look them up for this review), but... I do love the cast and I do love the songs... So, I decided on a whim to buy a ticket last week. (Surprisingly, they weren’t sold out yet...)

But holy shit! This was so worth the money! The performances were just absolutely awesome! (That guy who plays Shinsaku, his voice is absolutely amazing! Others were amazing too, but I somehow didn’t remember him being that good! So, he made quite an impression on me!) The MC bits were also funny... and Soji (Sasaki) and Nobuyasu (Kimeru) were being absolutely adorable together. xD (Like really!)

If anyone is still considering whether or not to watch this. (Whether it be in the theater or the live/delay stream) It’s awesome, just do it! You won’t regret it, I’m sure!

WATCH OUT FOR SPOILERS FROM HERE! LIKE REALLY, IT’S ONLY SPOILERS FROM HERE!

I mean, who doesn’t like to see Hijikata as Captain Hook, Shinsaku as Peter Pan, Soji as Little Red Riding Hood, Perry Junior as the Wolf, Ryoma as the Mad Hatter, Nobuyasu as the White Rabbit (?), ...I think Naosuke was a Black Rabbit (?) and Kogoro as the Cheshire Cat, just because Ryoma apparently had some weird dream about everyone dressing up and doing a live performance like that! (Or so he tells Nobuyasu...)

(...btw, I only just now realized that Perry Junior wasn’t just a wolf, he is THE wolf! xD Because Soji is Little Red Riding Hood! Now it all makes sense! I feel somewhat stupid for not making that connection sooner...) xD

A segment that’s probably going to remain limited to today’s afternoon performance... Kogoro got a little too excited (it seems) near the start of the live (like, first song), so he accidentally ripped his clothes apart. (Like, their upper clothes can rip apart, you know. For that one song...) But... Anyway, he couldn’t get it fixed himself, so eventually (after Soji and Hijikata joined the stage) he had Hijikata fix it for him (which was obviously met with giggles from the audience). xD But seriously, Hijikata sure took his time! Long enough for Soji to leave his (unicorn) keyboard and check it out too. xD Then it was fixed, but a few seconds later it seemingly fell apart again and Hijikata tried again! (He didn’t actually manage to fix it properly in the end, but it was good enough for that moment.) Kogoro actually blamed the fact he ripped his clothes apart on Soji’s ”Surpise!”, but if I’m not mistaken it actually happened (long) before that already. ^o^

Another part of the live performance involved a... what did they call it again? Something Something Kouhakusen. (In English it would be something like: “switch-up” team battle.) Anyway, the basically switched up the teams and performed various songs in “unusual” combinations. It was really fun to watch! Like everything in this concert really!

Other random snip bits of my memory are:

Of course everyone loves playing around with Hijikata’s “Shizumaru! (Be quiet) Shizumarun ja nai! (Don’t be quiet)”. So, of course we had Soji do it. And he got away with it. Then we had Ryoma do it (”Wow, anyone can do this!”), and Hijikata hit him with Kogoro’s big white paper fan. I wonder if this was really planned or not, because when Hijikata reached to Kogoro to give him the fan, Kogoro seemingly somewhat confused presented him the drumsticks he was holding in his hands, until he realized that was not what Hijikata wanted (or what he was supposed to give.). xD

In this same segment we had Hijikata asking a bunch of questions. Which also involved something along the lines of “Do you love me?”. Of course this was met with cheers from the crowd. Then Soji got his turn and asked “Who do you love most?”, which as answered with “Soji” by the audience. Soji turns to Hijikata with a satisfied grin: “I’m sorry, Hijikata.”

At some point Soji and Perry Junior shared the stage. Soji: “Don’t mistake me for a woman again.”. Perry Junior: *sniffs Soji* “Even if you re a man, I’m still in love with you.”

We get a pretty emotional goodbye scene with Nobuyasu thanking Naosuke from temporarily returning from Heaven to join the live performance. (Until it was interrupted by Perry Junior, if I remember correctly.)

Somewhat later we have Soji complaining Kondo didn’t come back from Heaven to join the live performance. Hijikata assumes Kondo was too busy in heaven to come down to Earth. (Ah, he said more, but I can’t remember...)

Ryoma turning his Margaritha pizza on a stick, throwing it to Perry Junior, who eats it within seconds. ???: “So fast!”, Perry Junior: “That’s because it’s delicious!”.

Singing the refrain of “What’s this” with the whole audience (and cast), acapela... It was a super impressive experience to hear all those voices at the same time. I kinda messed up on the lyrics though, because I most definitely don’t know them by heart and I couldn’t read the lines projected on the wall quick enough. (Why only kanji! Why no furigana!?) xD

After the end of the show we got this Mini-Live from the Shinsengumi plus Nobuyasu & Naosuke, in which they basically taught us the “pen-light” choreography of “Over Mirage” and tried to have the audience sing “Over Mirage” during the song. (like, only that bit of text) Since I only had one pen-light and not two, the choreography didn’t really work out for me though. And once they actually started singing the song I realized (again) I can’t watch a performance, sing and move my arms at the same time... So, I kind of gave up moving my pen-light the correct way after a while and like many of the audience members I couldn’t time the singing bits properly either. xD

Well, I guess that’s all I can really remember at this point.

Lastly, if anyone wonders what Sasaki Yoshihide’s current condition seems to be like, seeing how he got hurt a few weeks ago, he has definitely healed enough to walk and jump around the stage, but no dancing yet. (He probably could if he wanted to, but for caution’s sake there wasn’t any. Don’t want a relapse of course!)

Yup, yup, I’m super glad I decided to go! It was an amazing concert! Can’t wait to see this again sometime! ^o^// (Yes, I know there is the live/delay stream, but unfortunately I won’t be able to watch it... for the simple reason that I lack the money! All the money I still have I will need to survive the rest of my stay in Japan...) ^^;

#Bakumatsu rock #review

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estuarries · 7 years ago

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baby’s first liveshow commentary

hello lads i have decided to attempt doing @nihilist-toothpaste inspired video commentary/write up/review thingies!!!! welcome to ramble-y fun time

phil’s liveshow on august 10, 2017

his smile in the first minute makes my heart so happy i love him so much

i love the eye-tongue-eye emoji stop being mean to it

he’s a bit late bc he just finished filming a new ap vid!!! it took him longer than he thought it would to finish filming bc he was rambling. this is a #relatable brain thing

“i just said goodbye and now i’m saying hello again!” wrt filing and then doing a liveshow makes me rly happy bc i wouldn’t have thought abt it that way. i love phil’s brain

new vid clues: paper bag(?) and bubble wrap. amazingphil asmr part ii??

dan’s not joining the liveshow bc he has a headache but phil’s gonna hop into dan’s next one

closed eyes and happy gesticulation whilst telling sleepy-morning “unexpected window cleaning man frightened me” story

phil’s fight/flight/freeze response is freeze

“imagine if i had decided to make breakfast naked! ...if i was that kind of person…” its okay m8 we know u like to make nakey bro brunches w danyul

are the emoji pants the only pair of graphic pj pants he has now ??? why are they being featured so prominently lately ???? phil IS an emoji is the only phnnie conspiracy i can support now

in the ap vid phil did SCIENCE and REACTED TO THINGS (chemistry . reaction . hehe :3)

he’s out of tv shows to watch ….he and dan have watched so many series together over the years ..... i am emotional

phil hasnt watched in a heartbeat EITHER !! BLASPHEMOUS BOYES!!!

re: rick and morty. i strongly agree and it makes me so nervous that rick burps all the time i cannot focus on whats happening in the show bc rick gives me so much anxiety

he misses the cherry blossom tree in thehowlter’s front yard and they are hopefully going to put it in when they have money

“you’re all like dan! not everything has to be symmetrical!” thank u for these affirmations that not everything has to be perfect thank u for being chill. a chill phil.

“i dont mind a little bit of wonkiness!” “i’m at a bit of a wonk!” “is the entire house wonky?” the only real phil branding is ~WOnKy~

phils hands are so beautiful???? i love them?????? @ 8:50ish

him trying to figure out his best side and saying “one? or two?” as options like at the optometrist when ur getting ur eyes checked.

someone in the chat: “both!” phil’s cheeky grin/”don’t flatter me!!!” response

someone in the chat: “side three!” i snort laughed along w phil this is truly Good Content. dark!phil RISE

phil doesn’t think he really has a bad side and his easy neutrality wrt his physical appearance is dreamy. i love him and i love that he’s comfy w himself like this

phil had an eye infection and this is the first day he’s been without glasses…… why does he glasses-bait us like this …..

it’s really hard for him to concentrate with dilated pupils so that’s why he was being a wee bit wonky in the last liveshow

his eye is no longer infected and is “white and ready to see!”. the tone of his voice, his accent, and the phrasingof that reminded me so much of my british grandma who i havent seen in a few years and now i want to call her i miss her

wicked was “as the kids say...Wicked.” I SNORTED AKLHFAEIHKF

also i cannot believe that he and dan used the same silly phrasewhen talking about their opinions of wicked. is it still #copyrightinfringement if its your bf blatantly enterprising ur intellectual property?

phil was feeling a bit meh going into wicked but now he’s converted and a fan

he loved defying gravity :(

phil: every audience is important! me: crying

phil loves coming-of-age/college/highschool aus … Me Too

phil remix: the top fans to the tune of mad world “all around me are familiar faces...lillyphanstuff, joteleena…”

he’s had “mad world” and also that fuckin. ditty song stuck in his head

“...is one thicc bih - NO!” is the best thing ive ever heard

im so sad that phil hasnt experienced the joys of ditty. apparently he doesn’t have it downloaded and doesn’t really know what it is

14:07 is my new ringtone (he sang the ditty tune in “doot doot doot”s)

“bandicussy” IM DEAD

phil thought it was a good family activity to see dunkirk but it made his parents very emotional bc his maternal grandad was in the war

making your entire family cry is apparently the phil way to entertain

neither he nor dan understood the timelines of dunkirk upon first watch

after filming his ap vid he sanitized using vanilla cupcake hand sanitizer

he watches zoe’s bath and bodyworks candle/lotion hauls??????? ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

apparently b&bw has some ~priiiicey~ candles. phil is the coupon clipping, consumer reports reading dad

he said that livestreaming games on dapg would be “dope”. i am reminded for the millionth time that he is a 30 year old white man. i am moderately uncomfortable.

jk it was someone in the chat who said it he was just reading the comment

“hi to the ‘phan’s moving boxes’ group chat”

facterino according to the nature man on tv: in england nature has decided that it’s autumn already. this is evidenced by blackberries coming out in august. because fall isstartingso early they’re expected to have a harsh winter but its fine bc he is excited for snow!

some climate change discourse

he’s not a big doctor who fan but his fav doctor is david tennant

he’s excited for the “lady doctor” and i’m uh. not a huge fan of that wording

23:02 pre-sneeze noises and hand motions are Delightful

apparently it’s southern england peeps who pronounce scone with a hard o (scOHne) and northerners pronounce it with a soft o (scAWn). phillu doesn’t know which pronunciation he uses

my mom grew up in cornwall (and moved to america when she was a teen. i’m american btw!) and pronounces it the northern way. we’ve had the scohne vs scawn debate!! lots of #britishfamilythings in this liveshow

philly homework motivation song @ 24:52

his first response to ppl being sad about school starting in a week is to calculate how many seconds are in a week so they can re-frame their time left in a way that feels more plentiful. i love this ???

i also really love how he tries to read premium messages from different people every time. idk that’s just really thoughtful and as a fan i really appreciate it

he knows that black makes him look good …. GOodBYe

today is world lion day!

phil is the one who puts the funny/random holidays on the dnp calendars. of course it was but im still so happily surprised

doinganap’s sicth/sixth discourse

he’s reading people from the chat’s bdays and telling them what funny holidays are on their birthdays! i love how he finds different ways to get ppl in the chat involved every liveshow. i appreciate him so much !like yeah i know its a marketing thing but let me pretend its solely phil’s care for us

he wants to go back to japan

he can’t read or edit and listen to music at the same time! me neither

someone asked what a good pet would be and phil went on a lil tangent about how it’s important to have enough time to take care of the pet you choose!! dont get an exotic pet or a breed of non-exotict pet that requires a lot of time, money, or energy to care for it if you’re not at a point in your life where u can take care of it to the best of your ability! <3

hedgehogs are one of the most common animals in the uk??? what the heck?

he can’t remember whether or not he’s seen a hedgehog irl so he texts mum lester to ask <3 why is this the sweetest thing in the world . like seeing a hedgehog irl would be an experience that his family facilitated or even if he was moved out when it happened it would have been so exciting that he def would have told kath about it. so any way it happened she would know about it. my heart is Warm.

he’s not a huge summer candle burner but as soon as it’s september he’ll be on the pumpkin spice train

mum lester texted back and apparently his grandparents had a family of hedgehogs in their garage and his granddad built them a little hedgehog house to hibernate in :( wow!

phil might play shelter 2 … with dan. No Thank You. let us have some phil-only time plz

shelter 2 is more of an autumnal game so he might do it later when he can cozy up with some cocoa and herd the badger babies

he feels a coffee buzz after five (5) chocolate-covered coffee beans. r u sure u even drink coffee phil????

rye bread is worse (in phil’s opinion) than regular bread and is ”claggy”. i busted out laughing and texted my mom IMMEDIATELY bca LOOOONG time ago we were at a family christmas party with my dad’s extended family and all of the Adults were playing scrabble. my mom ended up spelling claggy and everyone else was like THATS A MADE UP WORD WHAT THE FUCK!!!! and my mom was like ???? no its not? my dad’s family is from the eastern us and had never heard the word claggy before and i remember my dad giving my mom shit about it for YEARS afterward because she caused such an uproar. idk if it was a regional thing or if americans just don’t say claggy but REGARDLESS. my mom and i had a good laugh over this description of rye bread and we both love phil

he’s nervous abt what dalien is going to look like and become as he grows up. phil’s general reaction to dalien has been one of caution and nervousness and idk ?? someone more thoughtful analyze that please

his advice for making the most of the last bits of summer: do something you haven’t done before! immediately after bestowing upon us this Wise Advice he giggles and becomes self aware of his parental tone. Our Dad Is Becoming Self Aware

he doesnt swear around his parents?????? my mom says fuck all the time :0

2018 calendar and season two pastel plushies are in the works!

he’s singing another song to list the top fans. suggestions include toxic, the ditty tune, and the tetris theme. he goes with the ditty song and starts laughing in the middle of it so makes a seamless musical transition to toxic

if everything recorded properly with his new vid we should see it in the next few days!

he hopes that we have a lovely weekend and that whatever we end up doing brings us a bit of happiness :( i love him thank u phil

tiny little bonus song after he covers up the camera. schrodingers phil.

all in all i love phil’s liveshows and this has been the highlight of my day. thank u for reading!

#mine #commentary #amazingphil #phil lester

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occupyvenus · 7 years ago

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We are not okay in fact we are slowly but surely dying

eeehhhh …. okay? I mean, that’s true, I suppose.

… are you talking about the existential conclusion that all living does indead end with death, mixed with the realization that happiness is nothing but a fabrication of your brain to keep you from being utterly depressed by all these big, deep, philosophical questions, no one has a satisfying answer too, with the only objective being for the meat-sack your mind is inhabiting to go on functioning, which is forever compelled to follow the instinct of passing on your genes to the next generation, while you slowley accept the fact that the only inherent “meaning” behind your very existence is to secure some part of you has it’s place in your species gene-pool, because that’s how “life” itself has prevailed, dreading that all your “higher-functions” are nothing but evolutionary tools to do just that… in which case, I congratulate you on your existential crisis! Welcome to the club! I would recommend checking out Existentialism, Nihilism or Absurdism to get through that phase! I mean, that won’t change that all of this is factually true, a happy mind is mostly unaware of it’s own irrelevance. So yeah, we are only staying alive to die one day, but who cares? That’s just what living is. Fuck it, let’s watch some Game of Thrones.

Or maybe, since we are at this topic … I mostly post about Jonsa, are you worried about the ship, nony? No, my love, don’t be. We are fine. Don’t let all the leaks and spoilers get you down. Nothing that has happened in canon so far (leaks don’t count as canon) has changed my opinion about Jonsa having a very, very good shot at happening and being endgame. So calm down, my dear, everything is alright.

I’ve talked a bit about what the spoilers/leaks/boatbang could mean for jonsa and how accurate the leaks even can be. Go through my “got-leaks”, “the fuckplot is on” or “got s7″ tags. Even better, watch the Jonny chocks Littlefinger Crypts scene one more time, that should lighten your spirit. I was heaving a bit of a doubt-phase between ep1 and 2, but that scene kicked me straight out of it. Here read my ultimate break-down for the scene. It was jonsa-gold. LF knows something is off, which means something really is off. This scene (including it’s execution) only really makes scene, if we are moving in phase two of jonsa-becoming-canon-in-an-uncreepy-way: A character in the show, other than our two lovebirds, noticing and acknowledging the possibility.

Don’t let the antis and nay-sayer get to you. That’s exactly what they want. Btw, no leaker “confirmed” (as if they actually had the power to do so) that jonsa was a red-herring. That was a misstranslation. Let me remind you of some of the key-arguments for believing in jonsa-endgame. (vs j0nerys, because their relationship in the leaks is causing all this panic. Approach with a bit of caution if you like both ships. ):

J0nerys has not always been “an integral part of the story”. J0nrya was the major love-story of the original outline.

The series title was “a song of ice and fire” even back then. It’s not an indication that Jon and the D are the “central” characters of the story. House Stark is and always has been, the heart of the story. The last books orginial title was a “A time for wolves”, not “A time for dragons.”

Jon falling for one of the stark-sisters was an important plotpoint. This possiblity isn’t “far-fetched”. It’s not implausible “because they thought they are siblings”. The reveal of his true parentage would have ended the “torment” over his forbidden love.

Sansas character is still around for a reason. Her original plot-line was changed for a reason. She was updated to being one of the key-six. Grrm talks about Jons, D@enerys, Brans, Tyrions, Aryas AND SANSAS story. She didn’t betray the starks, she didn’t marry joffrey, she didn’t die. She will not play a vital role in defeating the army of the dead (compared to three-eyed-raven bran, mother-of-dragons dany, or returned-from-the-dead-azor-ahai-ptwp-song-of-ice-and-fire-lightbringer-whatever-his-deal-is-in-the-end jon, etc.). This might sound a bit awful, but the only big important porpuse I can see for her character is to be jons love interest and having an important role in rebuilding westeros after the war as queen. Okay, it sounds pretty awful, I love sansa and her character, don’t get me wrong. I know what it sounds like.That’s not how I mean that.

Grrm didn’t put the sublte hints at jonsa in his books just ~ because. He takes about a century for writing each book, he thinks a long a time about what to do. Jon being the hero sansa prayed for, cutting off Janos Slynts head; Sansas time in the vale, hiding as someone else’s bastard; ned promising her someone brave and gentle and strong - promising someone like aemon, the dragonknight (even if jons targ-name isn’t aemon, he is still a targ); the prince she wanted turning out to be a bastard and the bastard she never much cared for turning out to be the prince she always dreamed of; jon dreaming of a family in winterfell, of children alike to the siblings he lost and sansa doing the same thing; jon refusing winterfell because it belongs to sansa, when sansa is afraid that people only want her “for her claim”; sansa being the only stark who senses his death ; “stone and snow” being all that’s left of winterfell, like her and jon; etc.

When taking the changes in book-to-show-adapation into consideration: Sansas plotline was vastly changed again (more than that of any other charcter) for a reason. The biggest impact of this change was that she was reunited with another major character pre-schedule: Jon. Coincidence? Putting her there had absolutely no purpose, they didn’t even use it to flash out “the north remembers”. The only thing it really accomplished was to give us a season full of Jon and Sansa interacting. If all of this was building up to j0nerys, why didn’t they merge their plotlines pre-schedule? Why didn’t they cut her most boring plot (meereen, by popular vote) to put her onto Jons radar sooner? That’s exactly what they’ve done with Sansa.

D&D themselves said that their relationship will be “crucial” to watch. So far, that promise hasn’t paid off. Their interactions were intersting, but not “crucial” to the overarching plot (for now).

Grrm himself has said, that “the meerenese blot” essays, a super long analysis of Danys time in Slavers Bay and specifically Meereen, with the ultimate conclusion that Dany is set onto a dark path, perfectly understood what he was trying to do there. There are so many signs that she will turn into an antagonist, if not somewhat villain, of the story. She and Jon might hook-up (I could see D&D writing in some sexy-time even if nothing like that happens in the books), but she will not be “the love of his life”.

Last, but not least the show has been dropping subtle hints about this left and right. From the apparent Ned/Cat parallels, to their choices in lightning, dialougue and settings. From Jon staring at Sansa tits, staring at her lips after an hour-long gentle foreheadkiss and literally threatening to KILL A DUDE IF HE TOUCHES HER. Sansa realizing that he is the exact opposite of Joffrey, building up his confidence as a stark, building up his confidence of as a king, being scared for his life when he decides to go south. If you’re feeling down, watch season 6 again.

Seriously, don’t take the leaks (a super-condensed, purely verbal, biased, unconfirmed summary of what might or might not happen) more seriously, than everything that has happened in canon so far. If you work under the assumption that Jonsa will happen, so many things fall right into place. It’s really hard to believe it doesn’t mean ~something~.

Most importantly: a ship doesn’t live or die with canon. A ship lives through it’s fandom. On the off-chance that D&D only accidently created one of the best instances of subtle foreshadowing in TV-history, setting the stage perfectly for this twist since Sansa and Jon first met again on the show... On the off-chance that the universe conspired to have all of these things line up to one conclusion for no reason at all ... yeah, so what? We have so many amazingly talented writers, artists, tinfoilers and co-shippers. The fandom will stay alive, even if we truely all are “delusional”. If all of this leads to nothing and j0nerys are destined to be together, to be the song of ice and fire and even more fire, save the world and have a magical targcest!baby, well there is only one thing I can say:

Nony, we are okay. We are very much alive and will be so for the forseeable future.

P.S. I am only midly concerned that I’m really not sure which one of the answers applies. I know it’s one of them, just not sure which one. So I wrote something for both, just in case.

#jonsa #jon x sansa #i'll be #jonsalocking #until the day i die #the fuckplot is on

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writing-in-riverdale · 7 years ago

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sick of waiting | jughead jones x reader

request

written by: rosie

edited by: @jugheadxreaderinyourhead

anonymous said: hey! reader is in a coma (you be the one to give the reason) and np jughead never left her side. until one day he got tired of waiting and he soon gets into a relationship with betty. when the reader wakes up and learns about this, she’s absolutely heartbroken and jughead does everything to fix it. angst and sadness pleaseeee😂❤️ btw are you working on the next part of twin andrews?

chapter song: unsteady / x ambassadors

✘

i was awake, blinded by white lights and overwhelmed by the smell of sterile equipment. i feel my whole body starting to ache as i attempt to sit upright.

scanning my surroundings i take in the small hospital room, my mother huddled up in the corner on one of those uncomfortable plush chairs.

the memories come flooding back from that night

i was happy so happy i’d been in the city for going on six weeks when i got a text, the most amazing text i had ever seen in my entire life.

juggie: i chose you, come back. be with me.

so i was singing, singing my heart out to halsey’s new album, drumming my fingers against the steering wheel as i danced around in my leather seat to the beat of the music.

the text came later than i had expected but not even that could dull the bright light that lit up inside of me when my phone buzzed.

isn’t it ironic that the reason i left is the reason i'm coming back?

we’d argued, the worst that we’ve ever had.

i caught him getting cozy with betty in a booth at pop’s and that’s when it all blew up. we yelled, we screamed, we argued about how he had feelings for both of his best friends.

he couldn’t choose, between me and the blonde girl. so i decided for him, i packed up all my belongings, hopped into my car and drove upstate leaving everything behind.

the riverdale sign comes into view as i speed past, my heart rate growing as the distance between the two of us was shrinking.

the rain started coming in thick, i turn my music up over the loud gushing water pelts onto my windscreen. the sky’s dark and the road dimly lit by the tall street lights.

and that’s when it all went wrong.

i approached a red light, stopping as i continued to sing along to the music, my eyes closing for a brief second before reopening to a green light.

i move my foot to the gas and lurch forward, a smile covering my features as i was oblivious. i glance to the left to see a car, hurling in my direction- running a red light.

the next thing i know the bright head lights are flooding my vision, a crash fills my ears and my head is smashed into the dash board.

the car flips, and flips, and flips.

it feels like slow motion, every muscle in my body screaming at me to get out.

and that’s when everything fell silent, my vision blackened and all i could hear was faint sirens before i was pulled into oblivion.

i found myself struggling for breath, my head pounding. i scramble to press the call button.

tears stream down my face, my mother awakens from her slumber rushing toward me.

“mom?” my voice cracks

she pulls me in for a bone crashing hug as i sob into her shoulder the nurse rushing in, yelling a bunch of different words, fiddling with the machines that litter my room.

“where is he?” i ask wiping my wet cheeks as the re check my vitals both concern and relief written all over he nurses faces.

“get doctor adams in here now”

“mom- where is he?” i croak

my doctor walks in swiftly a smile on his face as he approaches me, reading over my file before talking to my nurses then to my mother, a happy cry escaping her lips.

“mom?”

my doctor smiles at me “how are you feeling?”

i shift in my bed, my head in a dull ache.

“i feel fine- how long was i out?”

silence fills the room, the nurses filing out leaving just myself, my mother and doctor adams.

“8 months- after your surgery you slipped into a coma, we’ve all been waiting for you to wake up, we weren’t sure you even would”

i cover my mouth a single tear falling down my face “oh my god”

my mother places a comforting hand on my knee “i can take you home” she smiles.

my smile falls when i notice the lack of company in this small hospital room “mom where’s jug?”

my doctor glances at my mother tucking my clipboard pounder his arm “i'll go get the discharge papers ready”.

i sit up, happiness filling me as i swing my legs out of my bed- still feeling slightly weak. but i guess that’s what you get spending 8 months in a hospital.

“let’s get you dressed- doctor adams has crutches for you to use” she replies standing from her position from her bed, avoiding my question.

“i can get dressed on my own- where’s jughead? i thought he’d be here?” i stifle a laugh picking up a bunch of fresh clothes.

“he was here, for 6 months. he waited by your bed everyday, they all did.” she pauses “archie brought his guitar and he’d play for you, the girls brought pop’s in hopes it’d wake you”.

i swallow the lump in my throat.

“he spent everyday in that chair- waiting, hoping for you to wake up. he’d be here for hours, talking to you about everything- but you never woke up” he voice cracks.

“what are you saying mom?” i question my heart starting to ache.

“you didn’t wake up- he couldn’t stay forever y/n, he left and i haven’t seen him since”

i hold back tears as i rush into the hospital bathroom quickly changing out of that horrible blue gown. he left he chose me, but he still left

when i needed him the most he left.

the ride back home was quiet, my mother sharing uneasy glances at me. like i was a grenade, she was waiting for me to explode.

we drive past pop’s and a million memories flash before me.

“oh c'mon vanilla is the best milkshake you can get - just try it” i giggle turning to face the brunette in the small booth, my legs sprawled over his lap.

“spoken by someone who has never tried a chocolate milkshake” jughead teases his hands on my legs.

“oh c'mon i’ve tried chocolate, it’s just not as good” i sassed scooping some cream onto my finger, sucking it clean.

he watches me intently, the infamous jones smirk on his gorgeous face.

“oh is that so miss l/n?” he challenged.

“yes it is- can you do this with a chocolate-” i pause picking up a fry and dipping into my glass and popping it into my mouth.

i moan a smirk twitches on my lips, i giggle taking another sip of my milkshake.

i look toward him and he chuckles “you’ve got a little something on your lip”

i blush, as he edges closer to me bringing his hands up to my cheeks, pressing our lips together.

a smile grows on my lips as i press my forehead against his, “i guess vanilla isn’t that bad” he teases.

“you okay sweetheart?” my mother asks, moving her hand over to my arm in attempt to comfort me.

“pull over” i croak out “please mum- pull over”

she looks away sadly, pulling into the dirt track. the rain making it hard to see the neon red sign of the diner in the distance.

“honey-” i shake my head cutting my mother off as i release my seat belt working on opening the door.

“sweetie it’s raining, it’s cold-”

“i have to do this” i mutter opening the door and slipping out of the car, the cold air whipping at my face as the rain pelts down.

i rush across the road heading toward the car park spotting archie’s familiar truck before i walk into pop’s the bell dinging as i enter.

i push my wet hair out of my face as i look around the lit up diner. i turn and spot them, sitting in our usual booth.

a smile works onto my face until i watch the brunette boy wrap his arms around the blonde next to him, i freeze my mouth agape as i glance down the aisle.

“miss l/n!” pop exclaims clamping a hand on my shoulder a smile wide on his face “you’re awake!” he cheers.

the group turns at the commotion, shock evident on their features as they take me in. not believing i was really here.

archie and veronica were the first to move, rushing from their side of the booth. the raven haired girl got to you first throwing herself at you.

next was the red headed boy that you missed dearly, he wrapped you up in his long arms rocking you in his hold, tears streaming down our faces.

i let out a small chuckle before i notice betty in front of me, she lurches forward and pulls me into a hug that i'm not sure i should return, my hands lingering at my sides.

she pulls away and stands back with the others, i glance up to see the beanie boy slouched in the booth a sad scowl on his lips as he catches my eye.

“i can’t i'm sorry” i turn on my heels and sprint out of the diner, salty tears invading my face.

“y/n wait!” i hear jughead call but i ignore him until i'm standing in the middle of the carpark, the rain drowning out his yells.

“y/n!”

i spin on my heels my wet hair sticking to my face as my eyes meet with his, he stuffs his hands deep into his jean pockets as he walks closer to me.

“i'm sorry” he apologises, his voice seeming to crack.

“you didn’t wait” i cry back tears streaming down my face getting lost in the rain drops.

“i was sick of waiting!” he yells frustrated removing his beanie and scrunching it up in his palms.

“you were sick of waiting?!- i drove upstate just to give you space to choose and you did and i came back- i came back for you” i continue to yell dropping to my knees.

my head falls into my hands as i realised that the whole time i was out betty had managed to get the jump on him.

“that’s different and you know it- you were in a coma! they told me that you’d probably never wake up- that you’d want me to be happy”

i stand up sniffling looking the boy dead in the eyes.

“i wanted you to be happy with me”.

and with that i turned onto my heels and took off running through the car park taking no caution when i fled across the road, horns blaring as i hopped into my mums car.

“i can’t stay here anymore”.

#jughead imagine #jughead jones imagines #jughead jones x reader #jughead jones #riverdale #riverdale imagines

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hey everyone!!! i’m d, i’m 23, and i use they/them pronouns. super hyped about being here so i’ma just get right into it

so kai is my fave character and kinda notoriously The Worst while also being The Best, so i’m warning y’all before we even go in that he’s actually so sloppy and wild pls proceed w/ caution. i’ve been playing him for over 4 years. that being said, he does have a fuck ton of information, so while the bullet points are going to be as condensed as i can possibly make them, you should really check out the appearance section (or you can just look at my sidebar which is wonderful artwork of kai one of my close friends did for me --- give them love on their art blog nialls ok SO talented) of his STATS FRAMEWORK and then if you really hate yourself i have a DEVELOPMENT TAG too with a bunch of headcanons (feel free to RB the rebloggable ones from me btw)

LOUIS TOMLINSON? no ⏤ KAI LANCASTER, the DEMIBOY is TWENTY-THREE and was born with a GOLD soul, and now has a GREY soul. i would describe HIM/THEM as EXUBERANT + BRAVE, yet CARELESS + IMPATIENT. KAI spends HIS/THEIR time PLAYING AT SMALL VENUES WITH HIS ALT ROCK BAND AND WORKING AS A NANNY and has lived in seattle for TWO YEARS.

TW FOR TERMINAL ILLNESS/CANCER, SUBSTANCE ABUSE MENTIONS, ABLEISM, & MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM/SUICIDE.

kai was born a gold soul into a pretty posh, old-money typea family in manchester, uk. like i’m talking on his mothers side they’re all doctors, lawyers, scholars, etc, etc, and on his dad’s side entrepeneurs. his parents themselves built a fairly large business from the ground up together that now goes by the name of lancaster industries. their current biggest venture and pretty much what they’ve built the whole of their fortune on is a chain of luxury hotels that you can find basically in every major city in the world.

he had 3 younger sisters who he essentially raised considering his parents were too busy to be around during their childhood. only two of them are still living, his youngest sister having passed a couple years ago at the age of 7 from leukemia.

his mother is literally the devil? kai always hated school/struggled in it for a multitude of reasons, not the least of which were his not diagnosed adhd and his dyslexia, which he never got the help he probably needed for. he’s always kinda just thought he was extremely stupid, and that idea was reinforced by the way his mother always used to tell him the very same thing. “think harder, kai. use your brain.” is a phrase that’s essentially been reinforced so many times in his head, he p much hears her voice ringing in his ears every time he gets so much as vaguely confused now.

that being said, despite how he struggled in school, he was always a very vibrant, kind, charismatic, and magnetic young person. he tends to draw people into him with his silly nature and upbeat attitude, and he’s kind of the Eternal Optimist, so he was fairly popular when he was attending. to say he has eccentricities would be putting it lightly, and he’s loud, never seeming to run out of things to say or fail to command the interest of the room.

anyway things with his mum only got worse in his relationship with her when he barely managed to complete his a levels by the skin of his teeth (and with an absurd amount of tutoring), and then refused to go to the university of her choosing. she p much wanted him to “get his shit together” so he could take over the family business someday, but i am not kidding when i say kai would wilt away and probably legit just die if he had to work in a place like that forever – and that’s assuming he even got through business school in the first place.

his father was always a push-over and sort of was absent/bent to her will when he was around, so he didn’t bother to defend kai when his mother decided 2 cut him off from everything and essentially ex-communicate him once she realised he was refusing 2 be manipulated and forced into shit anymore.

that was at age 18, and by that point he had plans to move out and travel to london with his best mate anyway, so he was basically like “peace out” and got the hell out of dodge. he still harbours a lot of guilt for abandoning his younger sisters, particularly so considering his youngest one fell ill so soon after his departure.

he lives, breathes, and sleeps piano. music as a whole is something he’s passionate about, having taken the time to develop his somewhat unorthodox voice, but the way his fingers fly over the ivories is a living art form more than it is anything. it’s how he communicates, how he speaks his deepest truth and just like? put those feelings out there into the world that he otherwise wouldn’t be able to articulate in the common vernacular.

so what he wants to do with his life is to just? talk to people? through his music? to play for them and the be in front of a crowd every night and to feel the energy of them, to command them with his presence and to exist with them in that way. he almost gets high off of it? he’s been playing small shows since age nineteen with his band, but since he moved to america he obvi hasn’t had them and has been on his own.

SORRY I’M REALLY TRYING TO CONDENSE THIS so ok basically he was in love w this girl from the time they were 14. they lost their virginity 2 each other, they were on & off all through HS, & then through to age 20 after he moved away and all that. she was v v ill and struggled with mental illness and kai tried his best 2 take care of her, but he was always in over his head despite his dedication to like making her feel OKAY. she needed help that he could not give 2 her, and they ended up breaking up & him letting her go at the end. she died soon after that, and it remains unclear 2 him whether or not it was a suicide. it was officially ruled as an “accident”, but he knows different and yeah i mean. essentially like.... the most “smudges” on his soul kinda came from his sitch w her bc he was always coming and leaving and dropping her and returning when she needed him and like. he TRIED but he just COULDN’T? anyways

after that he got involved with this boy who was a substance abuser, addicted to H to b exact, and for a while he thought that he was getting better and they were building off of each other, building a healthy life together. the fact he called kai his “new addiction” was probably never a good thing, but kai didn’t recognize that at the time. they got engaged eventually, and kai was 100% convinced that he was the actual love of his life after caro. of course, in the end, it wasn’t built to last, and when it went bad, it went really bad. kai eventually felt like there was a chasm several miles deep between them, and he had no hope of getting to the other side again. he broke it off, broke the guy’s heart, and made his soul even darker.

THIS NEXT ONE IS KINDA AN OPTION CONNECTION OKAY SO IF ANY1 IS INTERESTED PLS PLS LMK!!!

kai has been posting vids on YT of him covering songs on his YouTube for like actual years, and when he was around 20 he met this person via the comments section on one of them. they seemed to be quite the fan of his interpretation of some of the songs he chose to play. they ended up talking more and more as time went on, exchanging contact information, and grew very very very close.

that was the start of the LDR that is what brought him to america/to seattle in the first place. they were together for about eight months and had seen each other in person three times for a total of about 3 weeks before he made the decision to get started on his visa and move to the states. the moment he was able to, he crossed the pond and moved in w them!!

strain on their relationship was created when at first kai was unable to find work and contribute to the bills and the household funds. they lived in a tiny flat, and going from barely seeing each other to having each other all at once and all the time was a lot. on top of that, kai was homesick and restless and felt trapped because that’s what kai does and it’s not okay and it’s totally wrong and he cheated on them soooo there’s another tick against his soul ig. within six months of his arrival, they broke up, and kai moved out.

he couch surfed w some friends he’d met 4 a while, and eventually found a decent paying job as a nanny for a well off family.

he plays live shows at small venues in bars/clubs and still seeks to make a living as a musician but it’s hard out there and plus his soul aint exactly the prettiest to look at any more. i mean he doesn’t have a DARK DARK grey soul, it’s more a lighter grey, not quite silver, but definitely not storm clouds.

he’s still working on getting his full citizenship though he’s v v v close 2 it & has been lowkey getting help from his cousin w paying for the process so!!

THAT’S BASICALLY IT

last but not least IM REALLY FUCKING SORRY ICOULDN’T MAKE THIS SHORTER I JUST HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS AND fEELIGNSA

SEND ME AN IM OR LIKE IF YOU WANT TO PLOT!

#soulintro #i fucking hate myself

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