#BUT YEEEAH ... its always the handsome ones

[yoakenouta]

ㅤㅤTHE idea of magic being born from people's hearts made Kate wonder how much that rang true for not just artworks but perhaps even for shadows or rather morphs themselves. It was clear that their magic was borne from their hidden desire to become something even more than their hollow forms but it only begged the question how such beings came to be. Where did morphs even come from in the first place ? What could've possibly wished them into existence ? Perhaps it was pointless to ponder about where they came from. After all, they had already caused this much suffering to humans and dared not to stop there.

ㅤㅤKate couldn't help but notice that the more she observed Daisuke's transformation, the more she was beginning to understand that his form was indeed affected by his state of emotion. But yet, there was something ... almost familiar about the concept of being unable to control a fluctuating physical attribute. Ah -- it was almost like a shadow's soot. She wasn't sure which was more inconvenient honestly; a shadow snowing soot everywhere or having your appearance completely change to that of a different person ( if it were up to Kate, she would rather not be a shadow at all ).

ㅤㅤThe shadow found herself letting out an endeared laugh at his rather overenthusiastic reaction to her request. " Then Kate ought to be the first one you show your next art piece to or better yet ... perhaps the next time you visit Kate, you can show her your sketchbook. She would love to see what you've come up with until them. " So, it was another promise then ? How exciting.

ㅤㅤKate shifted her attention back over to the painting, curious to how she was going to get inside until Daisuke's arms opened up for her to entrust herself into. She hesitated before approaching, allowing herself to be swept into his arms and into the painting. She clenched her eyes shut, bracing herself for any sudden burst of impact that could come her way but to her surprise, there was none of that.

ㅤㅤShe opened her eyes, gasping in shock as she felt a gust of wind kiss at her skin and what she saw before her eyes was the endless stretch of the beautiful meadow depicted in the painting once hanging lifelessly in her room. The warmth of the sun, the gentle breeze and the scent of the earth -- it momentarily allowed her to forget all about the dark and painful world that was the Shadows House -- rather, it brought her back to a time far before she arrived here ( back when she was simply ... Kate ).

ㅤㅤ" ... If I didn't know any better, I would think I was in a dream. " There was something almost nostalgic about this scenery ... perhaps, she was reminded of the village she grew up in. Thinking about now, she couldn't but wonder how Emily was doing these days. Was she doing alright on her own ? Was she angry or even sick about Kate for leaving her behind ? Despite the lingering resentment Kate held for being sheltered from the world, there were still fond memories that Kate continued to cherish of her. It was honestly a bit of a bittersweet feeling but ... she did miss her. " Who can say where this place is ... perhaps it's a scenery that the artist simply decided to paint on a whim. At the very least ... it's a beautiful sight. " Kate tucked a hand against her hair blowing in the wind while she took in the sight of the vivid sky. " ... How strange. Even though the scenery is different, it's oddly nostalgic of my home in some way. "

ㅤㅤ" ... But say, what's your home like exactly ? "

( oh ? ... i don't know about that . ) the words ring out slowly through his mind , and it rashes ; develops a bothering itch that has him speaking out before he even realizes it . ' even if they do , everything still belongs to the artist --- ' a flush , and then he hesitates . ' i mean , a thing is just a thing . when people's feelings end up imbued into an artwork , then sometimes , it can seem like it's come to life ... ' from the likes of the snow queen and idea to insomnia and argentine , he had experienced it over and over by now --- artworks that seemed to be alive , that birthed all sorts of thoughts and feelings of their own , in tandem with the past's . if nothing else , there were his own father's precious words : ' magic is born out of people's hearts ... or at least , that's how it's supposed to work where i'm from . if something like a portrait really does end up having a mind of its own , isn't it only because someone else gave those feelings to them ? '

the flower trades between their hands , and he smiles . it was the first time too that anybody had ever gasped like that called him --- not just his other , but even him in tandem , amazing . the immediate leap of his heart once more morphs him ; he stares at the passing setting with his own mesmerized wonder . a red dress and a yellow flower , as well as the deep , deep black of live soot in a dim , elegant room --- everything was beautiful , and he indulges for as long as he can . ' meaning ... ' never once had he thought of it in that way . after all , someone like him was controlled so expressly by his most natural feelings , that if there had ever been any sort of meanings , then they had likewise been carried and wholly believed in as unconsciously as the rest . still , wouldn't it have been nice to give meaning to anything that had been decided meaningless by others ? the thought's cut short as kate continues --- it's encouraging , it's a little embarrassing , but her faith and confidence , even her awkward shyness and incredible request , sends his heart immediately into his throat and transforms him again .

' are --- are you sure ?! nobody's ever asked that before , and anyways i ... ' he wanted to paint this scene . the one that he had memorized , of kate and the flower , a sight that would surely haunt him in flashes , memory and its sentimental twinges making every shape and color all that much more rich and luxurious after its steeping . head shakes at the trailing , throwaway end of his words --- ' i mean , if it's really okay , then yes , ' his eyes pinch as elation fills every inch of his expression , ' i'd love to show you my art . '

taking her into someone else's too was little trouble , and when he finally remembers how to walk and move --- ( don't just stand there grinning , you idiot , or i'll take over and take kate in myself ! ) kate's already buzzed and hurried about the room . his arms open out to her , more than somewhat shyly . if he wasn't careful , his heart would ... no , it would be fine --- he could at least control himself this much when it mattered ! and no matter how afraid he was of the idea , she wouldn't think he was gross or a creep for having to touch her just a little bit , right ?!

' please ... excuse me , ' he shuts his eyes even as he can feel dark grinning , pushing on his back , sallying their arms forth in order to gently lift kate , depositing her --- through the frame , into its field ; yet another world , guided and allowed by the magic of the black wings . ' i should stay on this side to be able to bring you back once you're finished , but how is it ? '

even from here , the caressing winds , the field of flowers and sun-lit wheat stretching on for miles without a single building or live soul in sight seemed to be the epitome of freedom . even if it was an oil-lamp lit dusk-night within the manor , it still seemed bright and sunny day within the portrait . was it warm , then ? just as comfortable and faint-scented as it looked ? ' ... if you ask me , i think it's a really nice painting . i only wonder where it's supposed to be --- if anywhere , really . '

[kirschkid]

Well... its good and bad at the same time

After rewatching Supernatural Season 15 Episode 19 i have a lot to say and even more to ask. But i try to be as nice as i can, because i know this show means a lot to me, a lot to the actors and a lot to you guys.

After the last episode we all wanted to know what Dean would say about Cas.. well.. this wasn’t what i was hoping for.

... He saved him - Yeah. he did. But come on! There is more to tell! On the other hand, its Dean we are talking about, right!?

I have to say, i totally feel like Sam at this point

Its like there is a big questionmark on his face. Same Sam... same...

At least there is one of them having feelings about Cas being gone, right?!

Well... not a lot of feelings but hey, we know the boys! They cant just stand there and cry?! They have to be ready! They have to fight, so i understand.

And when we are really honest, there is only one way Dean can deal with pain like this! ... Yeeeees, get the alcohol!

Its like a soft way of giving us fans the feeling that Dean cares at all.

And then we all got trolled!

Dear writters: That was mean!!!! You know what we hoped and you stabbed us in the back. Once again!

But ok, we manage! Right!? We are a strong fandom and its at least.. an angel... right!?

I have to say, i love seeing old characters being back. But Lucifers role was.. well.. not very.. great... to say at least.

And sorry but, who is she?!

And since when can Lucifer just kill Death?!

(I dont even wanne say something about Michael because.. i just dont have something to say about him. I’m so sorry)

But we are at a point where we dont care about logic, right?! We just want this to end in a great way, no matter the cost... So lets end this!

As always Rob is a handsome man, being a great actor. Punching Dean and Sam over and over again, repeating the same sentences was kinda stressful to watch and took a little to long. But hey, they are happy!

... so i’m happy!

We all knew it would come to this. Jack being a hero, overpowering Chuck. And i think this is a logical and great plot, but i cant shake the feeling that the whole way to this point was not well written. It felt rushed and forced. And the end of God was just... there all of a sudden.

And God wanting to be killed by the winchesters so badly?! I’m not sure what to think about this. And i will think about this a long time. Did he want to die? Why? The big boss, the powerful endboss villain of all time, lying on the ground begging for being killed. Kinda strange..

Ok, we get all the people back and i think thats good but.. why do we see random people walking and talking instead of the people we love?! There was a opportunity to show us everybody alive and well, and we would be happy. Right?! But this...

Yeah! Random dudes! I’m so happy they are back!

On the other hand there is Jack. Oh dear little sweetheart. I like him a lot and im very happy he could do, what he always wanted: Find a great purpose. And i get that he cant come with Sam and Dean. He is all powerful and he saw what happens when you get involved too much. You start choosing sides and the whole balance crumbles.

Goodbye Jack. Please take care of yourself while watching over us all!

Yeeeah... now its just Sam and Dean again! After all this time.

But honestly.. Cas? Eileen? E.V.E.R.Y. B.O.D.Y. ???

How should WE be ok when we dont know a THING? Are they ok? They are family too! And we need to know. We really do.

So... what i really really hope for the last episode, is to see everybody. And i mean it, everybody! Show us our family! All we need, for the end, is to know they are still kicking. Doing what they can do best! Forever

[lunnamars]

somebody wants you - chap 2

Chap 2! First part can be read [here].

Can also be read in AO3 e FFNET.

Chapter 1 - loyalty

Honestly, Nami believed that Luffy wasn't a person with good taste for clothes (and for things in general), but the yukata he chose for her was really beautiful - made of a light blue fabric with cherry blossoms scattered all over and a pink obi. But his good taste was really demonstrated in the form of the black yukata he chose for himself.

The outfit was simple, but it looked so good on Luffy that Nami stared at him for a few seconds because she just couldn't look away. The color and patterns of clouds gave the rubber boy a more mature look and she was unable to not give a compliment.

"Damn Luffy, you look good."

The boy just stared at her, blinking and Nami simply turned into a puddle of embarrassment. But, quickly, Luffy recovered and opened a huge smile that distracted her completely and answered simply:

"Great!! I knew you're crazy, shishishi."

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Incredibly, the captain had, in fact, behaved during their stroll to the clothing stores and as promised, she took him to a nearby ice cream shop. The redhead always laughed at how he acted when he was taken anywhere that was related to food and again, he didn't disappoint. They just needed to step inside the ice cream shop to Luffy go crazy. She had noticed the place when they passed on the way to the alley full of clothing stores and saw how colorful it was, well lit and said "come and taste all the flavors that the best ice cream shop in the New World has to offer!", which made her think instantly that the boy would love the place.

Obviously, it didn't have all the flavors, but Luffy believed it and was extremely disappointed, shouting at the attendant that this was a rip-off and the cashier girl could only look between him and Nami without knowing what to do. The redhead just gave her an apologetic look.

"Luffy! Luffy!! Okay, calm down. How about getting one flavor of each then? Will it do?", Nami tried to pacify him.

"Seriously?? SERIOUSLY, NAMI?? OE AUNTIE, GET ME A BUCKET AND MIX EVERYTHING TOGETHER!!"

And once again Monkey D. Luffy managed to make random people completely crazy with his hyperactivity and Nami could only find it funny and feel so… at home. It had been a year since they all got together again and this chaotic scene was already so much a part of her life that the navigator didn't know how to live without it anymore.

I love this idiot.

As soon as a completely exhausted attendant handed him a bucket of ice cream, he sat down next to Nami and started to eat with an amused expression, while humming some random song. The two fell into a comfortable silence and he finally calmed down.

A calm Luffy was a rare occurrence and Nami is always amazed. She always tried to take advantage of those moments because they were occasions where she was able to talk to him about various topics. Those were moments when Monkey D. Luffy looked less like a monkey and more like… you see, a twenty-year-old boy.

It's nothing new to anyone that he acted like a moron every day, but Nami knew that deep down, Luffy was very perceptive. Especially about his friends. She wouldn't go so far as to say that there was a brilliant brain inside that head always covered with messy black hair, but to say that he had no sense of the things that happened around him would be a complete lie.

She has always known this, but she's still surprised when these occasions of serenity happened. They started showing up after their two years of separation and the navigator was sure that this was due to everything that happened in Luffy's life after Ace's death. Grow in maturity was inevitable, but if Nami could, she would have given everything to make this growth happen in a different way.

The navigator rested her face in one hand and looked at him. Today he was particularly lovely dressed in a yellow collar shirt, khaki shorts, and a brown boot. The straw hat was on top of another orange one with goggles attached that Nami was almost sure was the same one she had given as a gift years ago. She didn't even realize that he still had the hat, considering how quick he is to lose things.

And now that she was watching him, she really saw how handsome he was. Deep down, no one is able to resist the captain's carefree charm and Nami realized that, in the end, anything Luffy did was completely effective against her. The contagious smile, the stupid humor, the eternal boyish face, the most beautiful innocence she has ever seen. Luffy had a heart of gold and no person in this world could deny that. Not even Torao. The Straw Hat always delighted anyone they meet because of the personality and ingenuity he had.

Gosh, how I love this idiot.

"Did something happen, Nami?", Luffy's voice brought the redhead back to the present and she realized she had been staring at him for a while. He looked at her with curiosity and a certain expression of concern, and she felt her heart warm as she remembered that even though he doesn't love her that way, she's still important to him.

You deserve the world, Luffy and all of us would give it to you if we could.

Nami just shook her head and smiled warmly. He has no idea of ​​the extent of her affection for him and believes he won't ever know. But obviously, she'll always be around, helping him with whatever is necessary and focusing on the captain's dream (and hers at the same time), as well as everyone on the crew, because her loyalty to him is completely blind.

A blind loyalty and an unshakable trust she will have for no one else.

You are the person I trust the most in this world.

"You know you can talk to me, right?"

Once again, Nami must have continued to stare at him without saying anything because the captain's expression started to lose its innocent curiosity and turn into complete concern.

"Yep, I know.", she said.

"So, what are you thinking about? It's scaring me, Nami!"

"Luffy.", she said earnestly.

"O-oe.", he replied cautiously.

"You know that we will all follow you wherever you go, right?", the redhead's voice was firm and stern.

"Yep!"

"You know that we are utterly loyal to you, right?"

"Yeah! I am also with you all! shishishi", he smiled like a child.

"You know that I will only leave if you specifically tell me to go, right? And you know that even so, I won't leave without punching you, right?"

"Yeeeah-! Hey, but why the hell would I tell you to leave, Nami? D-D-Do you want to leave, N-N-Nami?? WHY, NAMI??"

A punch.

"How the hell don't you hear what we say, you dumbass?! I didn't say any of that! I'm just saying that if one day, you want me to leave, you'll have to say it clearly!! I made a promise to you, Luffy and I intend to keep it!"

Nami crossed her arms and glared at the captain. Luffy seemed to mull over something as he finished devouring his ice cream.

"Is there anything that would make you leave, Nami?"

The redhead turned her attention back to him again, but the boy wasn't looking at her. Luffy seemed to be stuck in another reality, as he watched people strolling down the narrow street all decorated for the festival.

"Hmmm… an order from you. And maybe, but arguably, if I got married. I don't know what your rules are about that.", she answered pensively.

"Marry? Hmm, I never thought about that. Do you want to get married, Nami?", Luffy crossed his arms and tilted his head.

"One day yes. It's not my little girl's dream, but I like the idea of ​​settling down with someone in the future. Perhaps having a family, who knows. And since I don't know what you think about this matter, maybe this is an exceptional situation that would make me leave."

Luffy turned to face her without answering for a few minutes. His eyes weren’t focusing on her and the girl assumed that he was still in another reality, but had no idea what he could be thinking. The boy was never a person to mull over things in general, so it always worried her a little. Is he weighing the pros and cons of letting his crew's partners join the Straw Hats?

But the captain's disregard for the matter left a bitter taste in Nami's mouth and a certain tightness in his heart. He doesn't really think of me that way, she thought.

"But don't worry, Captain.", Nami poked his forehead and that brought him to the present, "this is a very distant future. We have a lot of work to do before that, right?"

"But if you marry any of us, the chances would be almost zero, right?", the boy asked while putting his hand on his chin, looking for a solution.

"Well, your logic makes sense, but I have no intention of marrying Sanji, Luffy."

"I wasn't talking about Sanji."

"Nor Usopp."

"I didn't mention him either."

"If you speak Zoro, I swear I will punch you, Luffy."

"I didn't say anything again, you idiot!", curiously, the captain got a little worked up and Nami hesitated momentarily.

"There's no one left."

"I'm no one?"

"Huh?"

Nami's eyes widened so much that she was almost sure her eyes were going to pop out. Does he even know what he's talking about? Was Luffy considering marrying her someday? Or was he just saying that to make sure she didn't leave the crew? The navigator decided it was probably the second option because the thick-headed didn't really know anything about it. He himself said that he hardly thought about it, so it was not possible for him to actually think of her that way.

"Weren't you the one who said that we don't have so much in common, Luffy?", she replied quietly looking steadily at the boy.

Luffy didn’t break eye contact but didn't answer anything once more.

He doesn't even know the meaning of what he just said. Moron.

"Luffy, relax. As I said, it is a future that I just intend to think about after reaching our goals. I don't want you to stick with me out of fear that I will let you down because I won't, okay? Don’t worry. And listen... you must marry someone you like, you dumbass."

"But I like you, Namiii!"

The girl was unable to stop her heart from galloping quickly as if she were in a horse race. She felt like she was starting to blush, but she made a huge effort to force herself to remain aloof. Don’t fool yourself, don’t fool yourself, don’t fool yourself. Even so, she was unable to stop herself from being swallowed by his penetrating gaze and whisper seriously, "I like you too, Luffy."

He raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. Instantly, Nami realized the weight of the words that came out of her mouth and her brain stopped working. Despair kicked in and she tried to fix the possible shit she had done.

"I-I-I mean, y-you're my c-c-captain, my m-best friend and I know you like all of us equally, b-but I'm talking about marrying someone you love. You know, someone to have a family."

She gave an embarrassed smile and scratched the back of her neck, hoping that Luffy wouldn't notice the slip-up and question her more about it. To her luck, he expressed no reaction, rested his face in his hands and just turned his gaze to the people on the street again. He didn't look sad, or upset or disappointed. On the contrary, he seemed simply indifferent.

With that, Nami just cast a sad look in his direction while he wasn’t paying attention.

Do you think about me? I wanted you to think of me more than meat.

[mymagnificentself]

beach party and.. reversing roles?

so after our whole year's sleepover party whatever thing on the school grounds yesterday (where i inadvertedly apparently almost set my friend up with another girl for tje first time for her... ) and the following graduates "prank" day (where i painted cute unicorns and rainbows and occasionally german flags on little kids (at their request))

i went to a Beachparty with my friend whomst i also want to call S but she is Not the same one.. how about k for now or something like that, it doesnt matter anyways who cares, so k and i drove to that beach party and she still had the rainbows on her face and a tie dye colourful shirt bc you know she's hippie like that at times, so we drove to the beach party, which was orgsnized by three people together only one of which we knew, so there were a LOT of strangers there (less to her than me bc she knew some of them from elsewhere, but still a good amount).

now My first instinct in sitiations like that is to be Uncomfortable (and voice my discomfort st times) and try to Stick to people i Know and play games on my phone or whatever when they inevitably dont include me in conversations and whatnot;

now then K told me not to be so anti social and view things negatively all the time which i mean, fuck you dont tell me what to do, also i was getting really cold and UncoMfortabLe² to the point that i was considering leaving quite soon whilst she was still chatting to people in my vicinity.

and thEN some glorious bastard made a Fire, which, as many people know, is a great source or waRmthS and Goodness, so after longingly staring at it from my rainbow mat i found someone i knew sitting as considerably closer to it than my and talking to people, so i walked over, sat down (after asking if i could) and from then on it got better and better:

i talked to like Three new people personally and maybe four more in pasding or conversations, one of the three being quite a handsome guy so yay me for making guy friends although i didnt get his number or anything bc k took me away..

actually more and more im noticing that were building up a really weird dynamic, might be similar to what ive had eith s where like a positive, motivational friemdship turned into this sort of negative dragging you down kind of thing...

bc i am starting to feel the drag and i guess drain on my energy from her now too and even tho i try my best to be a good friend and im always a sucker for giving myself up to someone else,

its starting to become tiring.

and not really rewarding or like... another r word that means sort of balanced or whatever in that regard.. reciprocated?

bc i di tend to do a Lot for other people, probably more than i should for my own good, and then i reckon this is the result, i habe to say tho that k is always very attentive and appreciative when i do things for her...

but yeah idk, weird shift in dynamics, and funnily in the end She was the one who felt uncomfortable and like an outsider and mayne it had a bit to do with pride flags all up in her face and maybe not but subconsciously i wss thinking like Bitch!!! that's me eveRY Time. "dont be such a pussy", literslly whst you told Me earlier (which ya know in itself is a really sexist and sort of dumb thing to say and im evrytime like da fuq but oh well) and yeeeah then we left, or i drove her home.

but to be fair she also almost hooked up with another girl that day, got really drunk and didnt get much sleep so you csnt begrudge anyone if theure not up to party like that right away..

and like im not and i mean i totally get it but like... i find it very interesting how the whole day turned out and i figured i should write it down somewhere...