#I can't even explain it but it's the truth

[what-if-i-just-did]

"Are you okay?"

I spoke softly, so as not to startle him. I'd come back to the room to find him sitting up, and I could almost feel his panic and confusion. Upon seeing me, he calmed down.

"Yeah," he nodded, and it looked painful. "Just, I woke up and you weren't there, so.. "

I understood the problem instantly. I'd only gone to get water, but.. I would have reacted the same way, had it been him. Strange. Just days ago, I would not have hesitated to kill him. He would have easily done the same- nearly did, on a few occasions. Subconciously, my hand raised to the side of my throat, tracing an old scar. Very nearly.

Sitting down on the bed again, I could tell he was still looking at me. "Is something wrong?"

"No. Well... not beyond what We already know."

Right. We. Capital-W-we, like capital-U-us. Something that had happened in a single second that seemed to span a century. Mortal enemies to codependancy, a complete united front, within a second. We were lucky, We supposed. By myth and legend, the few that found what We did either came out with their sanity in fragmented shards, or did not come out at all.

Perhaps that's why We came out alive and sane- Well, sane... As close as could. One mind would shatter... but two would meld. Still incapable of grasping the... the magnitude, the insignificance, the severity of what We witnessed. Of what We know. But not catatonically so.

I sigh. We've spent the past few days in a hotel, avoiding Our respective teammates, mentors, minions, superiors... I know the exact look my mentor would give me if We even tried to explain this. How do We explain what happened to Us? How do We explain why there even is an Us, when We don't know Ourself? They would have his head most likely, or at least try to talk to me alone. But the difference, the line between me and him has thinned and blurred into infathomability. We don't know how, We can only guess at why. How could We convince them of it? The truth is We can't, and we know it. And his side.. has it's own complications. It's been days... We've been getting used to being Us, but We're running out of time.

"You're troubled."

Had it been anyone else, the observation would have startled me, seeing as how deep in thought I was. As it is, it's like he'd already been in my mind. Our mind. Days ago, my greatest enemy. Now, I don't believe he will ever be capable of even startling me again.

"We're running out of time. It's been a few days. They were aware of the risk in Our respective missions, but they will be expecting a result, and soon. Our corpses, or Our success. We need to decide what to do. We required the time to re-adjust, We still need more time, but... if We are not to do something soon, something to monitor or influence the consequences, then consequences will find Us, Our preferences and needs be damned."

He nodded. I didn't need more of an answer, anyways. He was already aware of everything I said. That's another thing, this.. near psychic bond. It wasn't like We could hear eachother's thoughts, it was more like.. like We had no need to. His body, his emotions, felt like an extension of what had originally been my own. We were still seperate and yet, connected. His feelings felt like an echo in my mind, his presence bringing me comfort despite feeling like my shadow. He was me, and more. He was still him. I was still me. But We were Us, and that was irreversible and incomprehensible.

Silently, we thought. Going through our options, sharing opinions, it required no words, no means of communication. Eventually We came to a conclusion. We would have to make sure that Our other halves weren't to be injured, that We weren't to be seperated, by either of Our previous sides. We didn't question those instincts, those needs. They had been instilled in Us the second we became Us, and it had left Us a scared, shivering mess as We clung to eachother, Ourself, for the first few hours. We had worked past that, had learnt to become seperate enough to operate independantly. Still, We stayed close.

It wasn't so much as that it hurt to be apart, as that it was massively unpleasant. Well, it hadn't hurt up until then, but We'd only been apart for short times and short distances since then- the bathroom, grabbing something, switching off the lights. It would not surprise Us if being further apart or for longer amounts of time would end up causing pain. We are One, after all.

Reassured, we both nodded. The lights had remained off, so there was no need to seperate Ourself. We slept in one bed, skin-to-skin, the closest We could get to physically being one. Social convention and strangers' assumptions were not something We were bothered by anymore. Although some leaned towards unpleasant accusations, We'd considered it an occupational hazard of almost always being in physical contact of some sort.

Sleep reached Us simultaniously, as it had ever since We became Us. It was a peaceful sleep, preparing for the day ahead.

Enemies who experience an inescapable horror together and can't imagine being without one another again

The one you hated just days before becomes the one you need curled against you to feel safe, the back of your neck now a hearth for his fiery breath while he sleeps. Flames that once terrified you have become a comfort, a barrier from evil that wishes for your shared demise.

[smakonca]

Well, I did mention wanting to enhance Nightmare's design even more. (Definitely not an excuse to draw him again). I enjoy my current design, but still not entirely pleased with it.

I wanted to work on symbols Nightmare represents. Thus, I found four main approaches for his design. Here's a description for each one of them:

1) The rotten tree. This design mainly focuses on Nightmare continuing the legacy of his mother in a way. (Becoming a tree, you know). He has various types of tree signatures in his design. Withered branches, leaves, roots and so on. His color palette is mainly green and grey to represent the decay and wither.

2) The moon. Oh, this one is all about the dark side of the moon. Nightmare hides behind various veils and tone of clothes made out of silk. It is a symbol of deceit, because even if you manage to take off one veil, it is another one underneath. And the truth remains untold. He has much more bluish colors here.

3) The snake. Nightmare in canon has a snake tongue but I never found out why. It's a pretty neat detail, but not much purpose behind it at all. So, in this design Nightmare represents that myth about an Adam and an Eve. You know, the snake, the forbidden fruit... You get the idea. He has longer limbs and some face details in order to resemble a snake demon more. His color palette is based on design I use the most, but more enhanced, I guess. Nightmare here is like that man in a cloak, offering you a very strange yet tempting deal.

4) The deep-sea creature. Ye. There's no much meaning behind it. Just embrace the power of octopus. Also Nm here wears armor. I can't explain why, I just think it looks cool.

So yeah! That was all. I think I might try to draw such design ideas with other characters as well, I just don't know who to draw yet.

Here's refs I used to draw him. And some music too! You're not obligated to listen to it, but it may help you to understand the design approaches I was aiming for.

Credits: Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

[sleepyjuice-juice]

TBHK 120 SPOILERS!!!!

God. Yknow what makes me sick.

the possibility that, even if our main cast returns to the OG timeline, the current one still exists separately.

Bc think about that for a second.

What if the characters of that timeline returned to their senses? Realizing that in the short few days they were inexplicably stripped of their autonomy (in favor of versions of themselves they have never otherwise known), everything went to shit? What would they remember from during the events? Would they remember? Or would they simply be left with the consequences?

The Teru of that world waking up with blood on his hands. His own flesh and blood, his brother. If he is able to recall the events... all he sees is images of a defiled body in a well. And he had no control over it.

Nene coming to, and her heart is dripping with sorrow but without explanation. She never knew this boy, so why does it feel like there has been an undeniable, aching cavern carved into her being? How come she's almost sure that he somehow used to populate that vacant space, despite never meeting him formally? And this other boy, too. They were just strangers, and yet...

Sousuke's mother. Does she ever find out why her boy never came home that day? Death by a car crash... death manmade can't explain it this time.

And I don't want this to sound like a copout, but we know very little about the relationships between those deceased and the Akane of this world. But I can't imagine it not affecting him in gruesome ways. And Aoi... she already seems to be completely of this world. If she's the only one of this world who is conscious during all of this, would she be the one to fill the others in once the OG cast flees their world, if their memories of the events don't return to them?

And it's just a thought... but what if the Kou and Sousuke of this world never even got to see how they ended? In a blink, memories of the original timeline overwrite their autonomy, maybe even their consciousness. Everything starts going fuzzy when the intense deja vu gives way to memories that aren't even theirs, and their consciousness gives way to someone else's. Lives stolen from them before they knew it - even their death, taken away from them. Because their other selves experienced it in their place.

Who even knows how their deaths would be handled. Would they have to cover up the true cause of death with a more believably natural one (if they even remember it to begin with)? Would they just be forever known as missing people, truth omitted? How would the world bend to their absences? It's more than I want to think about, honestly, and yet it's hard to stop.

God. GOD. I HATE YOU AIDAIRO (i made all of this up bc I don't know how else to process wth just happened hahahahaha)

[fuckinart]

(they'll never understand) How could I ever understand? No, I don't have to understand. I don't wanna understand. So I will never understand. (we could have everything)

[shannonsketches]

like why did they change where Vegeta was when Cell announced the cell games in the anime

why did they make this vegeta starting shit with yamcha instead of chillin in the lab with his family? why did they take Bulma out of the lab? Why'd they say she was Out while Dr Brief was repairing 16? Why did they change Bulma working on advanced robotics to running in late with her baby?

it's the same scene except: - Bulma's actively at work being a scientist - Vegeta's not being rude to her (or anyone else!) - Vegeta waits for Trunks instead of leaving the room - Cell interrupted the airwaves, which means Trunks and Vegeta were just hanging out with Bulma and Dr B while they were working

Those are all Great Character Details!! That the anime rails against!!

[asha-mage]

Seeing a HoTD x WoT (show verse) crossover out in the wild- and knowing that their is probably quite a bit more floating out in the ether that I'm not seeing- is so surreal. Like being a solider who fought in a long ended war, walking a battlefield now grown over with weeds and grass, watching my grand kids play with the grand kids of my once enemy. Both ignorant of the long history and conflict that preceded them.

Nature is healing, etc etc.

[fucksatan]

Thinking about a time I wrote a 7 paragraph long post analysing Walter and Skylar's relationship back in 2022 and somehow it got deleted and I was so devastated and I felt so silly and useless and I stopped posting altogether.

[separateways]

ADA WONG in Resident Evil 4 Remake (2023)

[bumblingbabooshka]

Started watching SNW season 2 episode 3 and my eyes literally glazed over the moment they both came out in matching all black hoodie-leather jacket-jeans outfits and I couldn’t keep watching after that

[chirpsythismorning]

📝 💐 🛼 💔⏪️💭🧊🌄❤️‍🩹

Somebody to Love by Jefferson Airplane

previous ⏪︎ now playing ⏩ next back to playlist

[astrxealis]

me rn having the biggest hots for leon kennedy and astarion sorry LMFAOOO <3

[squirmydonnie]

Everytime my brain does one of these movements it leaves me with less songs I allow.mjslef to listen to.

So overtime I just have these songs in my playlist I skip over. It's the bulk of the songs.

Certain songs are cookie 12 or cookie 12 adjacent. Those songs I would only listen to for daydreaming purposes. Meaning listening to them would pose danger or something. What the heck.

And then for the rest of them it would bring up something in my head I'm not supposed to be thinking about.

All songs are ejected.

I do have exceptions to the rule. But there aren't too many of them.ove r

Vent for tags:

[cloudsthatglowinthenightsky]

he said to look out and she just did she just did without thinking with a sort of incstinct a stor of trust you can't control and he was lying. because he's never been on her side. fucking shoot me in the head

[lycorogue]

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[medicinemane]

One issue I have is there's a whole lot of things where it's like "I'm actually nearly on your side, I'm very sympathetic to this, I just need one or two issues addressed and then I'd be with you on this... you just have to kinda... walk me through how this thing that feels like a kinda big problem isn't a problem"

And pretty much always it's just kinda like "oh, well it's not a problem, so don't worry about it"

...mhh... yeah... but I need some actual proof. I want to trust you, but I need something that actually deals with it, not to just basically be told to have faith... I have no faith, I'm a faithless person

And it's such a shame cause... instead of being able to work along side people I tend to hover off to the side trying to support it in my own small ineffective ways cause... I just have serious issues no one's ever bothered to address

Just sucks, you know?

[readymades2002]

it is very frustrating because my mom does not know What The Deal Is but she certainly Suspects (for good reason. to be fair to her.) and she has Insinuated and she has Implied but she has not asked anything specifically. and its...not unreasonable for her to do this i guess because the last relationship i was in i didn't tell her for a year and a half. because the relationship BEFORE that was my first and it was with a girl and i asked her EXPLICITLY AND URGENTLY to not tell my dad about it because he was a massive homophobe and i knew this and saw this where she did not and she told him anyway and i have not trusted her since though, having few other options, i have continued to confide in her things that i should not confide in her that have then mysteriously made their way through all our shared coworkers back to me. and its.....its so. i don't know what to do about it. she..."stalked" is the wrong word but she followed my blog against my wishes and knowledge as a child and the more i lost trust in her and stopped talking to her the more she pried into my private life. i know my sister had similar experiences with her. and it has created this cycle where i keep trying to keep her out for my own privacy and dignity and safety and she just gets even more desperate and pathetic trying to get in after breaking my trust over and over and OVER again but i live with her and depend on her for far too many things and so it just. is this. awesomesauce