#HOPE ending

[nevis-the-skeleton]

What if TFP Autobot Starscream did the heroic sacrifice during the 2nd Season Finale + Megatron captures then brainwashes him! 💜 How would the Autobots + their allies react to seeing Starscream with all his memories ERASED and he’s CORRUPTED by Dark Energon + Megatron? 💜 How would Soundwave, Knockout, Breakdown, Shockwave and Predaking react to the Brainwashed, Corrupted Starscream? 💜 

Well, here goes another sad story (TvT)… You like to make me cry X')… Thank you for your request lovely anon ^^!

~~~

Optimus refused to abandon Starscream, so he decided to form a plan to save the Seeker from the Decepticons, even if he had to put his life in danger to do so. His Spark warmed up as the Autobots followed him, ready to fight this battle.

The jet was now part of their family, and there was no question of abandoning him! Miko wanted to join them in the coming battle, but Jack eventually managed to convince her to let them. They shouldn't be a drag on the Autobots, especially now.

Ratchet manages to triangulate the Nemesis' position, with the help of Wheeljack. Now it was time to attack! They walked through the gate together, weapons drawn. Arcee was quick to strike a Vehicon that blocked her path, followed closely by the white Wrecker.

Smokescreen crossed the floor of the ship with the Phase Shifter, finding himself easily in the large corridors of the Nemesis. He was going to do everything possible to save Starscream.

Bumblebee stayed with Bulkhead and Optimus, destroying the Decepticon forces. Megatron was quick to arrive, and wasted no time in attacking the Prime, who parried the ex-gladiator's sword strike with the Star Saber.

Smokescreen continued to walk around the ship, when he faced a familiar figure nearby. He smiled broadly when he saw the Seeker, and went towards him, calling out to him, surprised but happy to see that the jet was free.

The flyer raised his wings, before slowly turning towards the recruit, who stopped when he faced Starscream's optics. There was no form of recognition from the Seeker, who wasted no time in drawing his claws. The racing car felt his body tense, and frowned, scared and confused.

Arcee and Wheeljack heard a scream, and rushed towards the source, after the motorbike swore it was the recruit's voice. Both froze when they found themselves face to face with Smokescreen on the ground, energon flowing over the cold Nemesis floor, and Starscream above him, claws coated in their friend's energon.

“What the frag got into you?! cried out the warrior. Have you gone crazy?!"

The Seeker gave the duo a somewhat disdainful look, before raising his arm towards them, and triggering one of his missiles.

~

Optimus continued his fight against Megatron, while Bulkhead and Bumblebee took care of the Vehicons and Insecticons troops. It got more and more complicated when the Predacon joined the party, but fortunately Ultra Magnus eventually arrived, having managed to convince Ratchet to let him go into battle.

Suddenly, a huge explosion was heard, blowing out one of the large doors leading inside the Nemesis. Bumblebee beeped in distress when he saw Arcee and Wheeljack lying on the ground, badly burned. He and Bulkhead froze when they saw a terribly familiar figure moving through the smoke.

Starscream flew out of the ash cloud in his robot mode, before aiming his second missile at the Autobots. Optimus quickly pushed Megatron away, then stood in front of the duo.

“Starscream! Stop! We are here to help you! I'm sorry we didn't come before! But, we are here now! We can go home!"

Prime held out his hand towards the Seeker, inviting him to join them, his eyes shining with hope. The jet tilted his head in confusion, not seeming to understand the Autobots leader's speech. Starscream started his missile's procedure, before asking:

“Who are you again?"

Optimus widened his optics in horror, before seeing the Seeker's eyes, and their disturbing purple. The Prime finally heard Megatron laugh, who moved closer to him, then said:

“He’s already home, he’s never considered you as anything other than enemies.

- …

- See what he did to your team. I don't think you're the type to bring an enemy back to your side, are you?"

For the first time in a long time, the leader of the Autobots felt anger rising within him. This burning and devastating anger that rose to rage, pushing the Spark to want to destroy everything.

Optimus rushed towards the ex-gladiator, Star Saber in hand, before being suddenly stopped by Starscream, who stepped in front of him. The Seeker unsheathed his claws, and hit the Prime's cheek full force, who recoiled in surprise. The leader of the Decepticons aimed his cannon at his foe, then sneered:

“I’ll give you one more chance to leave!”

Optimus clenched his fists, before Bumblebee called for a ground bridge. Everyone eventually passed through the portal, and Prime was the last. He gave one last look to Starscream, who gave him a simple confused look, not understanding the sadness in his enemy's optics.

~

The children were devastated after hearing the news. Miko clenched her fists in rage, before violently kicking the TV cabinet, which fell to the ground, its screen shattering in its fall. Jack said nothing, while Raf cried silently, being consoled by June. Ultra Magnus remained with Bumblebee and Bulkhead, in heavy silence.

Arcee, Smokescreen, and Wheeljack were in the med bay with Ratchet, silently repairing them. He knew he could repair most of their wounds, but not all of them… Spark's were irreparable… The doctor didn't say a word, remaining in a deep and heavy silence, hiding his sadness as best he could to be the support of the group.

Fowler saw Optimus leaving the base, and was quick to follow him. The Prime looked up at the starry sky above him, and did his best to hold back his tears, when he heard the agent call out to him. The leader of the Autobots turned to him and asked:

“What is it, Agent Fowler…?

- I just wanted to make sure you was okay.

- … Not really…

- …

- I wasn't quick enough, I didn't manage to save Starscream... My incompetence condemned him to a fate worse than death...

- You must not give up! I'm sure we'll find a way to save him! To free him from Megatron's control!

- … No…

- …! Optimus, you can't know if you haven't tried!

- I already know it's impossible… You can't free someone from the power of the Dark Energon…”

William said nothing more, and bowed his head in sorrow, while Optimus' shoulders sagged in defeat.

~

KnockOut repaired the injured Vehicons with Breakdown's help, and looked apprehensively at the medical door several times, as the fear of Starscream and Megatron coming tugged at his Spark. The doctor didn't want to see the Seeker, especially in this state...

It wasn't Starscream he had in front of him… just an empty shell that bore no resemblance to the jet. The Velocitronian would really have liked things to happen differently, that events were not the same... The ex-Wrecker put a comforting hand on the shoulder of his Sparkmate, who looked at him gratefully, before sighing sadly.

"It's about Starscream, isn't it?" easily guessed the big blue robot.

KnockOut didn't even nod, he didn't need to. He clenched his fists, before saying with sorrow:

“I should have let him die…”

~

Soundwave checked with the surveillance cameras that everything was in order in the ship, and greeted his leader and the Seeker when they passed by him. The Communications Commander was ashamed to admit it, but he was deeply disappointed in his friend...

The spy plane would never have thought him capable of doing such a thing... Starscream may have gotten lost with the Autobots, and indeed he had to be brought back to the good cause, but to the point to...

Soundwave didn't really want to think about it. He couldn't think about it, imagining the pain of the jet as he lost his memories and his will was too sparkbreaking. The Communications Commander began to doubt despite himself… he wondered in which direction they were going, if they weren't coming into total contradiction with the main objective of the cause. Originally, wasn't their fighting against slavery...?

~

Shockwave was really surprised at the effectiveness of the Dark Energon, he didn't expect such a result, it was a major scientific discovery, and he was somewhat surprised that Predaking didn't share his… how he could describe this emotion? Maybe it was enthusiasm, in any case, the Predacon didn't seem to agree with him.

The large fire-colored robot held the Dark Energon in horror, avoiding the room in which it was kept like Rust. He also avoided the Second-in-Command of the Decepticons who exuded the same energy.

Predaking didn't understand, he couldn't see the point, despite a passion shared with Shockwave about science. Wasn't this discipline originally supposed to help people? Why use it for such a bad reason as manipulating someone, depriving them of their person.

The Predacon thought about the fact that he would have to look in the files to see if there was a cure for Dark Energon. He didn't really know why, but he refused to leave this robot in this situation!

~

Starscream was alone in his room, unable to get out the strange feeling that he knew the robots he had seen, he was sure of it. The Seeker scowled, never able to think straight. The past was always something blur, the answers only coming from the stories his Master told him.

The jet faced the night, his room lit by moonbeams, while the Autobots leader's optics returned to his memory. He put a hand on his window pane, and faced his own reflection.

He still couldn't understand where this sadness was coming from in his Spark, which seemed to ring in harmony with the sorrow seen in his enemy's optics. The flyer closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on some semblance of memory, something that could help him...

Starscream saw unknown memories flash through his memory, robots he had seen, but should not know. He felt his Spark growing warmer every second, as he saw himself with the Autobots again, as part of their family. A voice in his head was screaming at him to wake up, to not give up.

The Seeker felt a sudden pain in his Spark, as a painful memory washed over him. He placed a hand against his chest, feeling something crawling inside like a parasite.

The jet ventilated with difficulty, and looked out the window. He had a start of surprise when he saw the color of his optics change from purple to red, before returning to their normal color. During this transition, Starscream had a sliver of memory. A name, a simple name that was the symbol of great hope in his Spark.

"Optimus."

[knifedancer]

Winds of Change - Hope Ending

You've selected the HOPE ENDING!

Light angst, implied happy ending.

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~~~~~~~

Words from broken sentences filtered through the darkness, a familiar voice increasingly tinged with desperation and pain.

“You’re cold to the touch…”

“Could be mild hypothermia from the rain…going to wrap you in my shirt.”

“Don’t be surprised if you find me in a state of undress.”

“Your bleeding has stopped, that’s a good sign.”

“Marinette, I’m going to use my pant leg to bind your head injury…..this may hurt.”

“It’s probably strange to hear… I’ve always looked forward to our spats...”

“…Life would be empty without you in it.”

“Don’t you dare die on me.”

“…your Miraculous cure would be helpful now…”

“God, you shouldn’t have been the one to get hurt!”

“It’s all my fault…”

“…Adrien is going to kill me…”

“I swear on all the Miraculous that Lila will fucking pay!”

“Just keep breathing.”

“…I was such an ass…”

“I’ll keep you safe, Marinette.”

“When this storm passes, we’ll head straight to the hospital and... You’re going to be fine.”

“I’m sorry… I’m so, so sorry… for everything…”

“…we’ll defeat Monarch together…”

“Please…please don’t die.”

“…I don’t know if I’ll ever get to say it but I…greatly admire you…I think I might love you…”

“Please stay with me.”

“Please…open your eyes…Please…”

Marinette tried to push through the haze in her mind, feeling like she was fighting to surface from deep under water. She felt drops of moisture on her face, dully wondering if they were still stuck in the rain. Her eyelids fluttered open, taking in the sight of the blond boy cradling her against his warm bare chest that trembled with each breath he took. Though his eyes were closed, she could tell they were red rimmed and observed the dampness of tear tracks down his cheeks.

‘Is Felix…crying?’ the drowsy girl thought as she mentally tried to move her body, her limbs feeling as if they were made of lead.

~~~

It had been a few hours and Marinette had yet to awaken, his fingers had grown too numb from the cold to check for her heartbeat. She was so still that Felix was sure she was at death’s door. He didn’t know what else he could do for her, so he held her cocooned to his chest in an effort to keep her warm with just his core temperature. “Please…open your eyes… Please…,” he begged, allowing a few new tears to fall. How he still had any left to shed, he did not know. It seemed the well of sadness within him was bottomless. He thanked his lucky stars that he was not anywhere near Gabriel to be akumatized…

Suddenly a small, cold hand brushed his cheek and his eyes flew open in shock where they met hazy, unfocused blue. Felix’s voice failed him as he stared at the girl in his arms. She was alive! – pale, injured, and concussed but alive. And she was awake! Thank heavens!

Her voice came out as a pained but concerned whisper, “Fe-lix…are – are you h-hurt?”

He couldn’t help himself, he started to laugh. Hours of holding her limp, cold body after she took a blow for him…and that was what she was worried about? “I’m perfectly fine, my dear. You’re the one that took a hit to the head. A hit meant for me.”

She winced, her eyelids closing slightly against the dim light of the room they were in. “Ah, I wondered why my head felt like it was split open… I’ve had worse—”

“Why did you do that?!” Felix cut her off, his eyes wild with a mix of fear and anger.

Marinette winced at his raised voice, feeling like she was just punched between the eyes. “It was going to fall on you, I couldn’t…”

His voice dropped to a whisper, his shaky hand cupping her face as if she was something precious, “I was so worried, Marinette. Please don’t ever do that to me again.” Unable to stop himself, he leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss to her bandaged brow, taking a shaky breath against her hair. “You need to stay awake, but you shouldn’t move around too much. The storm seems to be lightening up so we should be able to get you medical care soon.” He positioned her so that her forehead was against his neck, securely wrapping his arms around her once more.

She was only able to hum an affirmative in reply, feeling the exhaustion of the day catching up with her. Groggily she combed through the haze of her memories that seemed to be jumbled together. Her leg injury, the storm, the roof caving in, Lila…and Felix’s voice coming through the darkness. “…did…you mean it?”

She felt him chuckle silently before he answered, “Mean what, my dear?”

“…that you loved me.” The body beneath hers suddenly went rigid and his heartbeat raced where her nose rested against his pulse point. “…that you’d protect me…and you know my identity…”

Felix turned his head as much as he could to look down at her, knowing he could not see her eyes from this angle. “How…”

“I…I heard you…in the darkness…your voice…”

Tikki flew into Felix’s view, staring into his eyes as if daring him to lie; willing for him to tell the truth. He swallowed hard and opened his mouth to reply when Marinette interrupted him again.

“…need to get you…new suit…now that you’re on the team, Argos…” His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to protest. However, any words he planned to say died in his throat as one slender finger wobbly rose into his field of view and weakly poked him on the nose. He blinked, aware of the hand falling limply against his bare chest but was stuck staring down the bridge of his now ‘booped’ appendage in bewilderment.

Duusu broke into a fit of giggles and a smug smile spread across Tikki’s face. What had he gotten himself into?

~~~ Ladybug POV: 6 Months Later ~~~

“Alright, boys, let’s see drill sixty-two today!” Ladybug called out as she settled onto the edge of a roof to watch her team train. With a carefree grin, the former antihero Argos – now known as the hero Phénix – traded playful blows with the new recruit he had suggested for the Snake, Kobra. Their suits taking on golden highlights as their movements caught the light. Felix had drastically changed over the last few months, no longer the troubled and lonely boy that had betrayed them a year before. His scowls had slowly become soft smiles and quiet chuckles around Marinette, still hesitant to fully express his emotions when out of suit or the privacy of her room. He blossomed under the sincere friendship only she could offer.

They had plotted Argos' retirement – with a little help from his unsuspecting and devoted mother – framing a rather destructive akuma for him being trapped in the rubble, Ladybug took the peacock brooch and cursed him to lose all memory of the Miraculous. Wayzz had confirmed that the old temple could do so but that the knowledge was lost with the Order. What mattered was that Monarch had no idea if the Guardians could do so or not. Tikki, for her part, provided a pretty light show from her hand as the 'curse' took effect. Ladybug looked determined while the de-transformed teen's eyes became blank and passed out. Marinette had watched the replay on the news and felt they were rather convincing. Amelia and Felix showed their superior acting skills in the weeks following as they convinced everyone around them to believe it.

This fabrication had to be done to protect him, the few recovered Miraculous in their possession, and their future plans. Chat had become withdrawn due to issues in his personal life and, although no one except Ladybug remembered it, had been akumatized again. Seeing Chat Blanc once more had brought back so much repressed trauma that Argos started spending nights in the shadows on her balcony, watching for akumas, and risking their connection being revealed. He didn't remember being turned to dust by Chat as he defended the shell-shocked heroine but had held her when she could no longer keep the words from spilling from her mouth. Marinette would never forget the grim look on his face paired with the empathetic glow of his eyes as he dried her tears.

An older Bunnyx, one with eyes that spoke of a haunted wisdom, appeared to them soon after the fight and had then cryptically explained that it was time for new holders and new identities... To play these close to their chests and to trust no one, not even the rest of the team, until Monarch could be defeated. Chat had been oddly sad over the loss of Argos, but the young Guardian knew he was still secretly among them. Her hero partner became even more distant, telling her that his home life had deteriorated further, and he struggled to escape to help out in the fight as he was under even more surveillance than before. When Chat did appear for patrol, he would try to bond with the new holders. However, it was still very much a work in progress – especially with the cat hero’s old grievances about his place in the team still dangling over his head like a hangman’s noose. That coupled with some sort of internalized hysteria expressed in sporadic aggressive behaviors that left her concerned he might be approaching some sort of breakdown – concern and a tingle of dread down her spine. Felix seemed angry for the hero, likening Chat's situation to his cousin's...which was understandable after the peacock holder finally confessed Monarch's identity to the shocked bluenette in the privacy of her room.

Marinette had sworn to Felix that they would get Adrien out of that house and from the clutches of his crazed, terrorizing father! Sure, the two of them had not worked out… Ladybug stared off and frowned as she recalled that disastrous period of her life.

~~ Flashback~~

Gabriel had disapproved of their relationship and tried to bribe her to leave. She had steadfastly refused; Marinette had faith that Adrien would stand up for her. However, the teen model, deciding it was more a matter of trust and perceived immaturity, had thrown himself into ‘proving’ to his father and gain his approval. She had watched as Adrien was bogged down with additional extracurriculars, photoshoots, and supplementary lessons. At first, they had still tried to meet up, but planned dates were inevitably canceled or put on hold indefinitely. Lila doubled her efforts in keeping them apart during the day and his bodyguard constantly hovered nearby to whisk him away. However, it wasn’t until she started wearing a feather-shaped sentimonster brooch Felix had insisted on making her for her safety – linked to a necklace he wore tucked into his shirt – that Adrien seemed to distance himself from her at school, followed by his texts slowly trailing off to nothing. The bluenette had explained to him why, the model had claimed to be relieved and understood, however his actions expressed resentment. Her faith in him had been shaken but her hope held on by a thread, excusing her feelings of abandonment and hurt as a mistake.

Marinette had finally gotten the message over a holiday break when a full-page photo spread of Adrien and some copper-haired heiress enjoying a romantic evening together in Italy was published online. Paparazzi had even caught them sharing a kiss on a starlit balcony at a ball. Her denial and that tenuous thread shattered along with her heart. She stumbled against and gripped her balcony railing as a sob ripped from her throat, her vision blurred with tears as she choked on her overwhelming emotions. Within moments a panicked Argos had landed heavily on her balcony, having sensed her heartbreak halfway across the city regardless of the furiously buzzing chain around his neck. He caught her in his arms before her legs gave out, muffling her agonized wails against his chest and whispering words of comfort into her hair until she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. Tikki had dutifully recounted how the antihero had carried her slumbering form back to her bed and tucked her in.

‘I thought it was some kind of miracle I had not been akumatized,’ Ladybug thought amusedly, ‘now I know it was only because Monarch had left for Milan Fashion Week.’

Felix took it upon himself to confront Adrien upon his return to demand answers. He found out that his uncle had essentially been selling his own son off for monetary favors from investors and the model had gone along with it in some misguided scheme to continue dating Marinette. Ever her stalwart defender, the outraged peacock holder had spelt out just how monumental of an error his cousin had made before storming off to return to her side. The secret bug heroine had not had time to dwell on that information before she was summoned to defeat Chat Blanc, approached by Bunnyx, and began planning a new identity for her ally…

~~End Flashback~~

Ladybug shook herself free from those memories, refocusing her gaze upon the playful sparring match that had devolved into a game of rooftop tag. Phénix launched himself from one roof to another, his indigo-colored peacoat flaring out to reveal the shimmery peach and tan tones of the interior that, in the golden light cast by today's sunset, gave him the same fiery appearance as his namesake. Ladybug watched with a smile as he threw back his head and laughed; his white-striped, blue mohawk shifting in the breeze like a crest of feathers. Gone were the blue tinted skin and magenta-colored eyes, replaced by a half mask over naturally creamy skin. It resembled three peacock plumes whose quills started from the tip of his nose – forming a miniature faux beak – and flared out over his eyes and brow ridge. The ellipsoid pupil of each ‘eye’ feather substituted by his now blue and gold-ringed irises; a delicate t-feather shooting straight up the center to bridge the gap between the two peaks and covering part of his forehead. The edges of his mask seemed to crinkle like a real feather when he smiled or furrowed his brow – an optical illusion his kwami was quite proud of.

‘It’s good to see him smile and laugh so freely,’ Ladybug thought happily, proud of his metamorphosis.

Felix had saved her from the storm in China and nursed her injured form. While his confession had been a shock, he did not expect her to reciprocate and even fully supported her quasi-relationship with his cousin – simply stating that he was happy if she was. Their subsequent friendship felt natural and easy. Argos became a trusted confidant and protector to Marinette, a huge support for Ladybug and Chat Noir in their fight against Monarch, and then became an integral part of the team as Phénix. He had even begun assisting her with the Grimore and her Guardian duties! However, the two teens had grown even closer over the weeks since her heartbreak. Spending almost every evening on her balcony or in her room whispering secrets and pouring out emotions that they had kept bottled up. Comforting, supporting, and commiserating with each other. They had become each other’s ‘safe haven’ where no word, thought, action, or feeling were forbidden nor degraded. They could be who they truly were without judgement, it was freeing! It was in that air of safety that she had watched him blossom into the cordial man before her now. At this point, on the cusp of the final battle against Monarch, she could readily admit that she trusted Felix with her innermost thoughts, her welfare, even her Miraculous…

Thinking back to that horrible day in the rain and his desperate, whispered words, Ladybug’s expression turned contemplative. He had seen her at her best and worst, had saved her countless times – emotionally and physically, and remained diligently at her side as a pillar of unwavering support. Whose gentle encouragement had slowly helped mend and reform her torn emotional landscape.

‘I trust him with my life,’ the spotted heroine eyes met Phénix’s warm gaze for an instant before her lips curved into a small smile. As if sensing her thoughts as well as her emotions, the pale blond returned her smile.

‘Perhaps it’s time to trust him with my heart as well…’

~~~~~~~

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[bloombird]

Is it a good time to tell you that there's a secret ending to the Darksiders au?

"Hope", the greatest ending

It's like a "Pacifist" route from Undertale

At the end of the "party", Burgertron just breaks down like Spinel from Steven universe movie, and just wanted to talk... To understand better... And says sorry

Everyone was not really sure to believe him, but Spud muffin forgave him, he forgives Spud, all is forgiven, and everything just went back to normal

I'm not sure how to explain this to you, I know it's a bit short, I'm still working on this ending

Awww that's nice! Way better than what I have in mind! Because I also have an ending for the Darksiders AU but it's pretty bittersweet.. So.. yeah, yours is pretty good ngl

Wow, I didn't expect Darksiders AU to have at least a good ending. A surprise to be sure but a welcome one (Get the reference?)

[sadclowncentral]

shoutout to the guy who after unsuccessfully hitting on my sister and being politely declined asked her "is it okay if i ask your brother instead" and when she said yes gave me a long and searching look before sighing and going "no. i am not drunk enough to go for a dude. but you look like an angel" happy bisexual pride to this man and this man only. hope you figure it out soon king

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[canisalbus]

✦ Fashionably late ✦

[d0lty]

How the fuck do lord of the rings fans know peace

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[mad-serotonin]

Take It Easy☀️

[artistotel]

hey! for todays protest, i made this little zine about palestine (holding just simple and basic information).

you can download the zine here, fold it yourself, and distribute it around.

no credit is needed. feel free to leave it around bars, protests, or wherever. simply print it (borderless) and fold it. here is a tutorial on how to do it.

dont stay silent. there is a genocide of horrendous, atrocious proportions going on. also if you are a zionist here to argue with me, i dont plan to entertain you at all, not on my art blog. fuck off, you'll be swiftly blocked. i see enough of you clowns on my main and i have no energy for you. you can skip the death threats too bc i dont give a shit.

(i'm off to get ready for a surgery now, i just wanted to post it before this. if you need anything, i might take a bit to reply)

[mienar]

the wandering painter, part one

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[agathasblackheart]

Rio constantly yelling “why don’t you want me” and telling Agatha she loves her and that she knows she loves her back was just wow. Rio was truly distraught over Agatha not wanting her anymore. She looked so heartbroken when Agatha said “I don’t want to see you for the rest of my life and when I die” so Rio just didn’t collect her soul once she died. Everything about the finale and their relationship has left me reeling. I cannot function

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3

[fuupan]

penguins

[helyeahmangocheese]

hey gays how are we feeling knowing she leads her cabin to change the tide of the battle of manhattan after her patroclus dies in her armor? i feel really normal and ok about it lol.

[ochiody]

preparations

based off this post by @letsplaythermalnuclearwar :)