#I dont know all the details to this situation i saw but I remember a few months back where I saw a post of one I did

[aquamarinebich]

Okay, I literally just watched a spooky month short and i wanna kinda break it down a lil bit, cuz we learned ALOT through it. Again, sorry for my terrible english 😭🙏

Okay so in this shot we see Kevins parents (rlly cute) and we see "Rad's bday" on calendar (which is apparently in september, knowing that Kevin started working in candy club in the same month), that means that he knew Radford for a long time, even before he started working in candy club.

Okay, thats really funny, but when Skid and Pump appeared in this short with different masks i was like: "YOOO they finally revealed their hair styles. Wow these fan predictions were really close!" until i remembered that their hair styles were already revealed a long time ago in the house pictures.....

Okay so through Pump we now know that Skids father is dead. Not missing, not left - dead. <= another question that have been answered.

Lila looks so tired, poor soul (SHE EVEN WALKING IN THE STREETS IN SLIPPERS 😭)

Ok, now its my fav part. We saw all the moments w Skid and Pump in candy club. First part of it were just the moments that we have already seen or that have been mentioned (like when Skid n Pump got alot of fake blood in the place), there were also some others moments weve never seen, but i dont think theyre really important since they all happened before even eps 4 and 5, so i dont think i need to break them down (especially because of this stupid fuCKING PICTURE LIMIT—) BUT! The things i WANT TO talk about are all the things that happened after ep 6 - the things we still havent got to. And if its actually the foreshadowing (is that the right word for that?...) for what will happen in the future eps then its kinda a dissapointing cuz we got spoiled, and FUCKING AMAZING at the same time, like I have VERY mixed feelings about this, but i more like it than hate it tbh. SO im gonna break these things down like they are actual spoilers for future episodes, but that can be not true, who knows.

Okay, the first thing we see after ep 6 is another winter situation (the hole from Moloch is still there 😭) w hatzgang, Skid n Pump, and Susie, while the whole place was acreeting w some weird roots w eyes?? Then i suppose Roy was tormenting the poor kids as always, and Susie got mad at him and left, and then Rob and Ross did the same thing while Roy looked offended n pissed (which i cant show you becuz of a FUCKING LIMIT—)

Then, Lila, Jaune, John and Jack came to the candy club. I cant really tell what couldve happened, but Lila n Jaune looked really mad, and then STARTED ARGUE FOR SOME REASON, like I literally have no idea what couldve happened, it could be anything.

Then there was a literal fnf scene, like an actual rap battle between the spooky bois and bf (which i also cant show you, CAN U GUESS WHY?? :) ). I honestly think that this is a simple joke and nothing more, but who knows, maybe it will actually happen in spooky month, that would be pretty cool.

Okay, then the Spider. Like, we already all knew that its gonna be an episode vilian at some point, so its not really surprising honestly. Really curious how its gonna be portrated tho, like what is it gonna do, what its motives and goals are gonna be, what characterization are a LITERAL SPIDER gonna get - its all really interesting.

Then a cult. Also not really surprising tbh, like I think it was obvious that they were gonna get to Kev at some point, interesting why tho. Like how could he be useful or harmful for them? (interesting detail is that after a scene w the cultists Kevin still stayed in the club, so the cult tried to get him but failed? I wonder why and how.)

Okay... MOTHER. FUCKING. SKID'S DAD. HOLY SHIT IM SO EXCITED FOR HIM. If we look at the shot it seems like Skid came here to introduce Kevin to his dad (cute)

And then i suppose Dad got a candy bar for Skid and they both left. Really curious how is Skids dad gonna introduce himself to his son, how Skid is gonna react (well even by these 2 shots we can see that he is really happy, but im more curious about the first reactions, im in for some wholesome fluff please!!!). And Lilas reaction is also reaaaaaally interesting (if she will even know)

And the last shot is this. I also dont think it really means anything (maybe foreshadowing that Kev is gonna die??), the only thing that intrigues me is this sky, like I dont even know what it looks like, some sort of black hole? A fissure? Some ultimate evil that comes from another world? A 4th wall break?? Who fucking knows. But it does look interesting.

And soooo ummmmm idk what else to write, I think i already said everything i wanted to say so.. Bye? Tnx 4 reading?? Ig???

[polarisjisung]

PROM DATE

synopsis: when you tell your best friend that you don't have a date for senior prom, you never thought you'd also end up telling him why

wc: 1.1k

pairings: best friend!mark lee x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: like one cuss word maybe

notes: I saw this cute kid on tiktok taking his best friend to prom and my mind instantly went to mark

Insane.

To you, Mark Lee genuinely looked as though he'd gone insane.

His wide eyes bulging from their sockets, hair slicked back with a hand atop his head, mouth agape.

"Dude, you're playing" he confirms another time, and you don't understand what about the situation seems so difficult to grasp for the older, not when the words were spilling from your mouth in front of him.

"No mark, I'm not, I don't have a date" you deadpan and his eyes physically can't grow any wider if they tried to, so instead he begins shaking his head frantically, and shock isn't an expression mark wears regularly but he certainly wears it with full meaning, you realise.

You didn't have a date to prom. It was surprising to most, you had no shortage of people asking you out, no negative attributes to stop people asking you out, no reason for you to politely decline them the way you did, it made no sense to anyone, not your parents who simply didn't understand your logic or your friends who didn't see why you'd turn down the hottest guy in your year, not your best friend, mark, who didn't understand why you of all people didn't have a date to prom.

"Like you really don't have a date? like seriously?" you'd always been impatient and as your eyes bore into his mark puts his hands up in defeat

"okay okay I got it"

He seems tense for a moment, worried, and you know that expression, the one where his brows furrow and his lips turn downwards at the corners so very slightly

"You look constipated" you tease, mark doesn't seem to take notice however, lost in his own world, until you lightly smack the crown of his head.

"What?" he squeaks, staring up through the strands of brown hair that cover his eyes.

Cute

"don't stress markie" you take a seat on your bed next to him, "I'm happy without a date" and mark searches for anything in your voice that proves otherwise, but he can't find a single ounce of hesitance

You giggle at him from across the bed, standing up and marching over to your wardrobe

Mark remembers his prom last year, the one kid who didn't show up with a date ripped to shreds for being a loser, still famous in his uni life for being the nerd who couldn't score a date to prom— he knew your case was a little different, you were well liked at school, but people would talk no doubt

"You can't go without a date," he sighs, the hand in his hair now holding one of your decorative fluffy pillows painfully tight

"yes I can mark" you don't turn around, searching for the long plastic protected dress in your closet.

"people talk a lot of shit, I don't want you to be the brunt of their jokes y/n" he's serious, you can tell from the way he's not using all those mark words he'd use to address you, how he uses your name

"i don't want to go with anyone else, though," you pout, quickly upturning your lips when you find the baby blue dress at the back of your closet

Mark chooses to ignore it, the part of your sentence that awakens the disgusting feeling of the green eyed monster inside of him at just the mention of you having someone who you liked, he certainly didn't need details

"Come on, you know what people are like"

"yeah mark, and I dont care, they'll talk their shit regardless, if not today then another day, its none of their business if I have a date or not, that's all up to me"

He doesn't respond, trying to figure you out, why you're so defensive all of a sudden when, just as you said, you usually didn't give a shit what people had to say, mark included on the matters you'd already made your mind up for

"besides" you're whispering, hoping that Mark only hears your words if they'll end the way you want. "If you want me to have a date so bad, why don't you take me?"

Mark freezes, the pillow in his hands falling to the floor and in the reflection of your floor to ceiling mirror you notice two spots of bright red spreading across his cheeks and over his ears.

He heard you, that was for sure.

"don't ask things of me that you don't want me to do" he scoffs, bright and beady eyes turned dark in a second, when suddenly mark, who'd never been noticeably taller than you seems to tower over your figure.

"and who's to say I don't want you to be my date" you have no fear left in you, you'd hidden it for years, cried yourself to sleep the night mark had taken someone else as his date to prom, sent him those anonymous letters every valentines day, watched as he played volleyball with the guys on the beach with his wet hair matted to his forehead, heart thumping at every sight of him "whos to say you're not the reason I haven't said yes to a single promposal"

"You don't mean that," marks usual excited, enthusiastic voice is gone, a soft tone coming from somewhere within his throat now replacing his carefree way of speaking

"I don't want a date if its not you"

Your own tone drips with sincerity, so genuine, so tender, so sweet that he doesn't know how to respond, not with those eyes of yours staring so expectantly into his, not when he feels the heat of your breath against his neck, not when you take his hands into your own, interlocking your fingers as you flutter your eyelashes with each blink

"I think I love you" he spits out, and this time he freezes in place, not a thought in his mind until your voice breaks through his trance

"Enough to take me to prom?" you smile, those pearly whites that had his heart skipping a beat on perfect show as you pressed your forehead against his

"Enough to take you to a thousand proms"

[liamket]

guys. i could say that im very normal abt the update. but that would be a lie. and lying is bad. yeah. im nothing close to normal abt this whole thing im deranged.

theres so many details here.

Time seems to be more calm, the last update he was at the verge of screaming (to shut them all? to call for help to control all these links? who knows) now he looks very thoughtful, taking in every detail of the whole place to see if he can get some sort of puzzle solved

This question i feel like it has more impact that it looks at first, a lot of people are pointing out the little owl friend we saw at the first doodles of the AU, yeah the owl in oot was a yapper in all rule, but he was some sort of guidance during his journey

Twilight connects the owls to Shad, a guy who has a lot of knowledge and can help him at any moment if he needs some sort of information, Four remembers the owl that helped the colors during his second adventure, and Legend connects the owls to the statues in Koholint, together with the owl that gave him hints to where he had to go

Here it is made clear the point that i was talking before: Time recognizes that even if, for a kid, it was just an anoying bird, he helped him in some sort of way, and he should appreciated that small detail

beautiful art there's so many birds here im delighted so happy i've been staring at this for already 6 minutes beautiful

Owlan! as someone who also has slept during class so many times i dont blame Sky at all

also can we talk about how cool is Owlan's design??? like why i haven't seen anyone commenting abt it???? the yellow feather just makes me thing of the loftwing that we had to chase during the start of sksw, and i love that small detail so much

and Sun!! Finally she got a canon apparition, and of course it is with Sky sleeping during class lol

going back with what i was saying before, yeah he can thank Kaepora Gaebora all he wants, but man did that bird talk so much

love that expression 10/10 no more notes needed

EMO RULIE EMO RULI-

putting that joke aside, Hyrule seems to be more careful inside a dungeon, sure he can try and explore all he wants outside, but he knows very well the dangers of a dungeon, and he would like to no take any risk that could put them in danger while he can help it

I love the continuity of the comic, we all knew these were the same statues as the one that Twi used to separate them from Sky, but seeing it being portrayed in the comic is a detail that i think we all appreciate

Twilight my guy you cant go and look all that innocent we know your tricks

also Sky still remembers that time, seeing Legend as a bunny will not be easily forgotten. And Legends knows it

it doesn't mean that he likes that little fact

here i have things to say, it makes sense that the antifairy goes first for Legend, he's like. one of the most magic-based of them. Sure maybe Hyrule is our special wizard guy, but the vet uses a shit ton of magic weapons, he has to have a crazy amount of magic with him adding the rings he has

Also them all ready to defend their vet, yeah it might not be fully dangerous, but they will show no mercy to whatever dares to hurt one of them (a silent promise that they all made with the Twilight situation)

Time's attention is instantly gained with the mention of a Fairy, he doesn't sees too much of his friends in that thing, and that gives him a bad feeling of why the name

i could easily do a well thought comment on how he's magical girl material but i think with only that description enough was said

Only with the thought of one of his fairy friends having such destiny makes Time be disgusted, a Fairy turned into an enemy? Doesn't sound right, it isn't natural and just cruel for the poor fairy

also Wind was ready to catch her, he knows how valuable are fairies during a dungeon, you never know when you will need her help

Warriors during his adventure he made friends with the fairies, so he obviously will have something for her

he's like a mom who knows her children very well and will carry any treats for them, not beating up the mom/aunt of the group allegations

and Wind give the poor fairy some time before entering the bottle, she must be confused :(

this last pannel is everything to me, very cool very beautiful i love thsi comic so much

now my fav pannels as usual!

beautiful art as always every time i see a new update i get surprised by all the details

if you noticed a lot of Four in the last few images shushhh

as always, art credits goes towards @linkeduniverse!

[dangraccoon]

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Chapter 11 - Morning

Word Count: 752

Content: hangover, sobering up in more ways than one

For @literallyjustanerd, based on this post

The pounding in his head was the first thing Cody became aware of when he awoke. As his aching brain began registering other stimuli, he realized he was holding his datapad below the blanket. Did he have a blanket in his office? No, he didn’t think he did, no matter how often he accidentally fell asleep there. Besides, the fabric was much too soft to be GAR-issue. 

He hit the button, powering up the display screen. His eyes balked at the sudden bright light and pain seared through his head.

The spreadsheet was still up. He looked over his haphazard entry from the previous night.

“I thnk. I lov e him”

Cody blinked at the words. He knows he wrote them. He remembers writing them in a hazy kind of way. More importantly, he knows they’re true. Despite the dense fog that surrounded his brain, things felt more clear than they had for the past two years. 

He’d spent so much time trying to figure out whether or not Kenobi loved him that he’d never stopped to really define his own feelings.

And it was love. He was absolutely, completely, head over heels in love with his General. His stomach roiled with nausea from his hangover, but his heart leapt with excitement.

The very few previous times he’d gotten so drunk, his memory of the night before had been spotty but not this time. No, this time he felt like he remembered every detail. 

The way Kenobi talked to him– no, not just talked, Kenobi was flirting with him and he had been flirting back.

They smiled and joked and laughed together. They danced together. Cody had never felt so much like a real person as he had last night.

He sat up, letting the blanket slide off, his world spinning and vision going spotty for a brief moment as bile clawed up his throat.

Then, in the darkness, he saw them.

A still steaming mug of very strong caf by the smell of it and a paper med cup. He picked it up, two blue and red tablets rattled inside.

Painkillers and caf. His General had checked in on him. His heart started to warm but paused, then picked up his datapad again as doubt echoed in the back of his mind.

This was getting out of hand. Despite what he now had fully realized and defined, he couldn’t have feelings for the General. If the General ever found out, it would put him in an impossible situation.

And if he did return Cody’s feelings–which he doubted; General Kenobi was a kind person and Cody was doing him a disservice to believe he could be interested in a nobody like him–and anyone found out? At minimum, Cody would be stripped of rank and decommissioned, though he expected a firing squad. He didn’t know what would happen to Kenobi but he was sure it wouldn’t be good.

He’d record this last entry, and then he’d have to cut himself off. He couldn’t ever tell the General why, but their odd friendship had to ease across the line back into professional territory. He’d been playing with fire too long, and the thought of Kenobi being the one to get burned was too much to bear.

Rex: you alive today brother

Cody: Functional enough and definitely hungover. Given my recent thoughts, I might still be drunk. How are you and your twins?

Rex: the boys went a bit crazy with some of the shinies but we didnt have to bribe fox this time

Rex: ahsoka and anakin found us and brought us home

Rex: that spotchka was strong

Rex: almost surprised it didnt kill us

Cody: I’m thinking something similar.

Rex: not really what i was asking about though

Rex: saw your spreadsheet

Rex: i think your explanations are in the wrong spots

Cody: I think we both know it doesn’t matter much anymore. That it can’t matter.

Rex: i know what youre thinking codes

Rex: but dont

Rex: cant you see that he loves you

Cody: Drop it, Rex; it’s done. There’s nothing we can do about it anymore.

Rex: he spent the last 2 years trying to show you that

Rex: dont shove it all aside

Cody: Rex’ika, you’ve been very tolerant of me and I can’t thank you enough for that, but please let it go. 

Rex: youre making a mistake kote

   ⨂ Rex: please orivod just talk to me

[This comm channel has been muted for 24 standard hours]

Event: Left painkillers and a hot cup of caf for me when I woke up hungover

Rational explanation: He might have done this for everyone. He probably did this for everyone.

Irrational explanation: Last night meant the same thing to him that it did to me

Additional notes: I woke up covered with a blanket. I don’t think I went to sleep with a blanket

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[thefreshprinceofjunes]

soriku endgame: an imagining

OKAY WELL HERE IT IS

TEN WHOLE PAGES OF HOW SORIKU ENDGAME MIGHT ACTUALLY PLAY OUT

i was rewatching vin play RE2 and fsr this invaded my thoughts and wouldnt leave

this is barely proofread and i reused a lot of the same words/phrases BUT its just meant to be an outline/abridged version so keep that in mind

(if i got any lore wrong tho pls let me know)

btw if you dont want to read this on tumblr for whatever reason, heres a link to the google doc

note: this is going off the assumption MoM saw everything (or at least everything soriku) through the gazing eye

scene is quadratum probably. master of masters (or whoever the bad guy in kh4 is) has sora and riku caught in a bad situation (for temporary visuals im picturing something similar to the dark guardian restraining aqua and ven in kh3)

sora and riku are struggling to break free, while the MoM just laughs. some kh dramatic banter occurs, before MoM changes the subject and starts monologuing (with sora and riku probably interjecting here and there)

MoM: [to sora] you still havent figured it out yet, have you?

MoM: dont you ever wonder why rikus heart holds as vast of a darkness as it does?

MoM: its not because of jealousy, or ansem, or even his desire for strength since you were children.

MoM: no, its much simpler than that.

MoM: remember that dream you had, sora? before the islands were destroyed?

MoM: there was a voice speaking to you, from deep within your heart:

MoM: 'the closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.'

MoM: well, the road goes both ways, kid. the deepest of darknesses can only come from the brightest of lights.

sora: wh-what are you saying?

MoM: its been in front of all along, but you were too blind to see it.

cut to voiceless flashbacks of all the times sora encountered the brightest light: when receiving the keyblade, when almost pulled out of sleep by the memory of aqua on DI, during the dive to heart at the beginning of kh3 (assuming it really happened and wasnt just for gameplay purposes), and after using the power of waking at the KBG (the tunnel scene)

sora looks at riku, then back at MoM. riku is grimacing.

sora: that… that was… that was rikus light?

MoM: bingo!

MoM: but theres even more to it than that.

MoM: theres another force of power in this universe that keeps light and dark in harmony

sora: another…?

MoM: you feel an unfathomable depth of it in your heart for, well, pretty much everyone youve ever met.

MoM: what lies in rikus heart, however, comes from the same place, but is also very, very different. its something you claim to not understand, even though youve encountered it many times during your adventures.

rikus eyes widen and he tries to interject, but the MoM physically stops him; sora calls out for him

MoM: its more than just friendship. its hearts that are really, truly connected between two people.

MoM: think about it. think about all the times when everything seemed hopeless, but something, something, kept the bad guys from winning. it wasnt light.

cut to voiceless flashbacks between many of the disney couples sora has met: the beast arriving at hollow bastion out of sheer force of will in his search for belle, flynn sacrificing himself for rapunzel and her tears bringing him back to life (some shit with will/elizabeth and sam/quorra too maybe idk), and finally, herc gaining his strength back as he rescues megara from styx, followed by herc saying, 'people always do crazy things when theyre in love.'

sora stares ahead at nothing in particular, before wincing in pain; suddenly, a forgotten memory surfaces in his mind (if the convo with NS confirms he hasnt completely forgotten, then its the key details that have been missing):

rikus sacrifice in the KBG

riku calls out for him and struggles, but MoM just laughs some more.

MoM: there, now its coming back to you. and that wasnt the only time riku sacrificed everything for you, yknow, although it was probably the most heroic instance. remember him taking on ansems form to beat roxas? and his dive into your heart to wake you from slumber, despite the tremendous danger? you only met her briefly, but one of the princesses of heart experienced something very similar.

MoM: aurora. maleficent placed a curse on her when she was a baby, causing the princess and the rest of the kingdom to fall into a deep sleep on her 16th birthday. but the heir to a nearby kingdom, prince phillip, valiantly fought his way to the castle, and woke up the sleeping beauty– through a kiss. a kiss, of true… 

MoM trails off and looks at riku, then back at sora, expectantly. riku is still struggling to free himself before the truth is revealed, but its no use.

sora stares off again, before looking MoM in the eyes.

sora: … love…?

MoM does jazz hands and poses.

MoM: ding ding ding ding! we have a winner! it only took you, what, 12, 13 years to figure it out? honestly, i just couldnt stand watching it go on for any longer.

MoM: but, hey, i still have my honor. if im wrong, im more than happy to apologize.

MoM turns to riku then.

MoM: well? am i wrong, riku?

riku doesnt respond, and MoM sighs dramatically.

MoM: still no answer? okay, guess well have to do this the hard way.

MoM starts hurting sora, causing him to cry out in pain while riku watches helplessly 

MoM: come on, riku! do it! use your true strength! unleash the power hidden within your heart!

sora gasps and winces, barely getting out rikus name 

suddenly, theres a bright flash of pink energy (maybe rikus eyes also turn dream eater pink too?)

(if the power of love is too cheesy even for kh, then maybe its a black and white darkness/light combo attack)

riku breaks free of whatever MoM did to him, and then channels the energy through his arm, blasting it through soras restraints.

unfortunately, sora was being held in the air, and starts to fall– but in the blink of eye, riku is there to catch him in his arms.

MoM laughs in triumph and draws back slightly.

MoM: there we go!

MoM then shrugs.

MoM: well, this was fun, but ive got places to be. and im sure you two have a lot to talk about. toodles!

MoM disappears, leaving sora and riku in stunned silence.

after a moment, riku sets sora down and turns away from him, avoiding soras gaze.

sora meanwhile takes a second to catch his breath, before staring at riku with wide eyes.

sora: r… riku… is… is that...? is that really… how you feel?

riku clenches his fists at his sides and stays turned away. after a pause, he responds.

riku: … even if it is, it doesnt matter.

sora: what do you mean?

riku: i know… im not the one for you.

riku takes a deep breath.

riku: … when you were put to sleep for a year to fix your memories, some of them found their way into xion. they happened to be your most important memories– the ones you couldnt wake up without.

riku: those… were your memories of kairi. and xion took on her appearance because of them.

sora is stunned, only having been vaguely made aware of what happened in that year.

sora: k… kairi?

riku nods solemnly.

riku: yeah. and the only reason your memories got messed with in the first place is because the organization forced namine to make herself the person most important to you, instead of kairi.

sora pauses.

sora: you mean… castle oblivion.

riku nods again.

sora watches, before feeling a pain in his heart and grabbing at his chest instinctively.

underneath his hand, he can feel the cold metal of his crown necklace.

and thats when it finally clicks.

everything blurs, and theres a sudden rush of memories.

(maybe a memory sequence that you actually play through?)

sora, holding kairis wayfinder in castle oblivion. suddenly, the memory gets static-y, like during soras memory restoration.

cut to namine confessing to sora shes not the girl he cares about– but every time the word is feminine, its distorted by video static. (this is how we fix the aitsu thing)

"no. the g̸͓̦͙̫̮̦̠͗͐͗̊͑̕͝i̷͖̝̝̱̐ͅͅŗ̸̄̆̓̆̊̄̿l̶̮͉̦͓͔̹̀̂͗͝ͅ you care about...the one who was always with you... its not me. its ḧ̴̳͔̻̾̇e̵͚͂̀r̸̺̣̠̓̂̀̚."

cut to namine speaking to sora before he goes to sleep.

“but theres another promise you made—a promise to someone you could never replace. s̵̹̀͗͜h̷͇͇͌̆̐e̷̡̛̱'̷̦̆s̵̫͖̦̄̈̄ your light. the light within the darkness. if you can remember h̷̼̼̜͚͒e̸̢̡̤̹̬͖͐̒͒̾r̸͓̣̜̼̜̠͚͂̋̃...all the memories lost in the shadows of your heart will come into the light."

cut to a flashback of repliku talking about their shared promise. again, the feminine words are indecipherable.

"there was a meteor shower one night when s̶̳̄͑̆̅̆͗h̴͍̞͖͙͑̔̋̈́̎̈̾ę̷̧̰̰̖̝͆̆̕̚ and i were little... n̸̨̙̼͑̽ả̴̗͕̮́͊͝m̴̻̳͚̒i̸̳̟͑n̶̡̥̋̑̌é̸͍̦͑͐͋́ got scared and said, what if a shooting star hits the islands? so i told ḧ̷̡̬̽̅͆̊ė̸̙̩̠̥̿̃̚͠r̶��̥̻̖̉̾̽͝, if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! and then—"

cut back to the memory pod.

"look at the g̴̬͛̄̚͘ŏ̴̞̙̰̍͂̀ö̴̘̥̗̱̐͋͆ͅď̷̨͙̙̩̓́͝ ̸̢̋̈́̂̚ļ̷̯̥̲̪̐̋͌̾̚ṵ̵̼̥̥͖̎c̸̱̟̹̚ķ̸̭̱̖̓̇ͅ ̷͇̳̃̑́͑͐͜ͅc̸̢̤̈̈́̊̚̕h̵̙̗̓͊̾ͅą̷̣̮̞̾̈́r̶̜̜͓̥̀́͋͝m̸̺̖͈̖͓̊̀̕. i changed its shape when i changed your memory. but when you thought of ẖ̴͚̙̆ȅ̴̡̛̞̲̥̼̋͐r̸̹̱̐, it went back to the way it was."

finally, a few more lines from namine.

"remembering one thing leads to remembering another, and then another... your memories are connected, like links in a chain. those same chains are what anchor us all together. i dont destroy memories. i just take apart the links and rearrange them. you still have all your memories."

cut back to sora in the real world. everything is still blurry, but now rikus voice can be heard in the background calling for him, distorted.

and then, a flash of light.

nighttime. its still. everything is quiet and peaceful.

young sora and riku are walking back from the beach.

suddenly, theres a bright streak across the sky. 

sora and riku both gasp.

then, another. and another. and another.

the night of the meteor shower.

riku watches the sky in amazement– until he feels a tug on his arm.

he glances at his side and sees sora, utterly terrified and clinging on to him for dear life.

sora: wahhhh!! r-r-riku, the sky is falling!!

riku laughs.

riku: no, those are shooting stars. theyre way up high in the sky.

sora however is not convinced, and keeps shaking as tears start to well up in his eyes.

sora: b-but…! theres so many of them. and theyre so fast!! what if a shooting star hits the islands?!

the reality of soras mood finally sets in, and riku is left staring as he tries to think of what to do.

hanging from his pocket is his wooden sword.

the words of the man with the real sword echo in his mind:

“no more borders around, or below, or above, so long as you champion the ones you love."

riku grabs his sword then and holds it up to the sky as he looks at sora, courage glinting in his eyes.

riku: if a shooting star comes this way, ill protect you! ill hit it right back into outer space!

sora sniffles as he watches riku swing the sword around.

sora: r-really?

riku nods his head confidently.

riku: i will. i promise!

after a moment of thought, riku reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver chain with a crown dangling from the end.

riku: here. take this. i found it the other day.

with the magic of cutscene, riku somehow turns the chain into a necklace, and then reaches over to hang it around soras neck.

riku: whenever you get scared, all you have to do is look at this, and remember that ill always be there to protect you. no matter what.

tears run down soras face as he looks at the necklace.

the voice of the strange girl theyd met before rings through his mind:

"so then if something happens, and riku is about to get lost—or say, he starts wandering down a dark path alone—you make sure to stay with him and keep him safe. thats your job, sora, and im counting on you to do it, okay?"

sora gulps and then reaches out to grab rikus free hand in both of his own. riku is surprised by this.

sora: ill… ill protect you too! i-i know im not as strong as you, but ill… ill try! i promise!

riku is taken aback for a moment, before he smiles gently at sora.

riku: … thanks, sora.

afterward, a multitude of quick flashbacks to all the times sora and riku protected each other, culminating in seeing the KBG sacrifice one more time.

fade to back.

in a hotel room (or smth similar), sora suddenly sits up straight in a bed, heart beating rapidly.

sora: riku!

(paralleling when riku called out for him after waking up from the dive into his heart in ddd)

riku has been seated at the edge of the bed, waiting and worrying. when he realizes soras awake, he scoots down the bed towards him.

riku: sora! youre okay!

after catching his breath, sora looks around the room, confused.

sora: … what… happened?

riku: you passed out, so i brought you here. how are you feeling?

sora puts a hand to his head, grimacing slightly at his pulsing headache. but that doesnt matter right now.

sora: im… im fine. listen, riku… i saw… i saw some of the things that happened at CO.

rikus eyes widen.

riku: you did?

sora: yeah. i saw you… well, a version of you. and namine. namine…

sora looks into rikus eyes.

sora: she… she was wrong. or… maybe i was wrong, and she just played along for my sake…

riku: huh? what are you talking about?

sora swallows as his voice starts shaking, just a little.

sora: kairi… kairi wasnt the one most special to me. you were. i remember… i remember the night of the meteor shower.

sora clutches at the crown necklace.

sora: all this time, id thought id remembered everything important… but i forgot about it. [sighs] im sorry, riku

riku stays quiet for a moment, before putting on a forced smile.

riku: its fine, sora. we were little kids.

sora frowns.

sora: but… you never forgot, did you?

riku shrugs, and theres a moment of silence between them, before riku speaks again.

riku: maybe i was the one most important to you back then, but its not the same now. thats alright. im just happy to be your friend. i know how you feel about kai-

sora suddenly moves forward, closer to riku, now yelling as he cuts him off.

sora: i get to decide how i feel, riku! its my heart!

riku is taken aback at the shouting, and stares in shock. sora realizes hes gotten loud, and takes a moment to calm down.

dearly beloved starts to play in the bg

sora: i… i know now. maybe it took me a long time, but… i figured it out. the person most important to me… all along, its been you.

riku freezes up in pure shock. he cant believe what hes hearing. hed talked himself out of hoping for this day long ago.

sora finally smiles again.

sora: youre the one i love.

(paralleling prince eric with ariel)

BOOM FIREWORKS MAGIC SORIKU ENDGAME

riku is absolutely speechless, staring at sora with his mouth agape.

sora gives riku a sheepish grin, now growing nervous at the lack of a response.

sora: and… im the one you love… right?

after a second, riku returns soras smile– and, for the very first time in the series, starts crying.

he nods, shakily.

riku: … yeah. yeah, i do. i always have.

riku wipes at his eyes to stop crying, but its futile. the tears flow even harder.

sora feels himself start crying, too, but hes laughing at the same time.

he pulls riku into a hug, grabbing his upper back tightly.

without any hesitation whatsover, riku returns the embrace, holding onto sora in the same way.

(like so [sora in orange, riku in teal])

fade to black.

then they kill the MoM, get married, and live happily ever after. the end. :)

love balancing light and dark is largely taken from these tags by @osrinlore on this video of mine btw:

[frevandrest]

more on jamgate?

i read charlotte’s memoirs years ago but i dont remember the details

Sorry for my late reply! I love to call it "The Great Jamgate of 1793", but in truth I am unsure when it happened. Does anyone know when Charlotte persuaded Robespierre to come live with her, but then he got sick and Mme Duplay brought him back to Duplays? The jamgate happens after that. (So it could be the Great Jamgate of 1791 or 1792, lol).

Charlotte tells us how she loved making jams for her brother, who had a taste for sweets and fruits. She would send her maid to Duplays to deliver jams, and, according to Charlotte, Mme Duplay always had a snarky comment on that.

The worst happend one time when Mme Duplay sent the maid back, refusing to accept jams, saying something along the lines of "Bring that back, I don't want her to poison Robespierre".

Naturally and understandably, Charlotte was shocked and hurt. It was inded a shitty thing to say, even as a "joke". In line with the narrative Charlotte built about herself in the memoirs, she claims that she "swallowed her sadness" and said nothing to Mme Duplay or Maximilien (as to not cause him pain).

Of course, we have to remember that this is Charlotte's version of the story (we don't have one from Duplays), and Charlotte is not always the most reliable of the narrators. Still, the anecdote seems too specific to just be made up, so I am willing to believe that there was indeed a Great Jamgate of some sorts. We do know that Mme Duplay didn't like Charlotte much, and it's possible that she ridiculed her cooking skills. (Those two women seemed to fight over who would pamper Maximilien). Mme Duplay obviously saw herself as superior, and tbh, she probably was, but I doubt that she really thought that Charlotte wanted to bring harm to her brother (?)

Still, I can see Mme Duplay saying something snarky about Charlotte's cooking. But I can't guess anything more than that.

The way Charlotte described the Jemgate, it has all the typical story points of her narrative: there is always a harpy woman who hates her and tries to take her away from her brothers. The harpy is horrible, but she (Charlotte) never says anything because she is good and non-confrontational, and she doesn't want to hurt her brothers or cause any problems.

Needless to say, this goes against everything that we know of her character from other sources. Charlotte comes off as too outspoken and stubborn for this meek and obedient image she paints of herself, not to mention that she did get into fights with her brothers.

So it's difficult for me to trust her version of the Jamgate, even though I do believe that there was a Jamgate in some form. In my opinion, it reflected the two women's fight over pampering Robespierre - a fight he seemed to ignore (probably as a woman's thing, as if it wasn't happening because of him). As a sister to an unmarried man, Charlotte absolutely had all the rights to be the one to care for Robespierre and his household - it was an important duty that an unmarried sister would do for her brother. In that sense, Duplays overstepped the social boundaries, even if Charlotte was indeed bad at household duties (my theory is that she was too busy with the revolution but I don't have a concrete proof, except my wishful thinking).

Still, it was Robespierre's fault for not saying anything, and for not recognizing the social mistake of the situation. I believe he really felt pampered and cared for at Duplays in a way Charlotte could not provide (if anything, she was one person and Duplays had 4 women ready to pamper him). A different sister might not have cared, but Charlotte was obviously feeling rejected. Couple this with the Northerner vs Paris anymosity and you have a recipe for disaster. Robespierre not solving the situation is not surprising, given his character (I wonder if he noticed anything/knew/understood what's going on), but it's not an excuse, because it was on him to mediate between Charlotte and Mme Duplay, since the whole mess was about him.

[basofy]

I am interested to know your thoughts on why garth is the way he is. I know in general a lot of the companion's backstories are unknown but it feels like sometimes they can be put together based in what we know via bios and the behaviors/beliefs they have. Garth is one of the characters where its a bit more difficult to discern. I'm always wondering what he was like pre-flash. Idk!!! I rlly like the way you interpret his character

this ask has been here for a while sorru ive been thinking of what to say because ive thought about this a lot before but I admit some parts will sound very dumb probably, garth is just kind of hard to know since all you can do is make up stuff based on what he says and how he behaves

the more superficial reason though is i always assumed it as that his backer might've written him as this strange artist guy with a tint of creepiness to him for shits and giggles and it was austin who gave it a more serious spin but that's not really something i can count on lol it would just make sense to me

as for his in game qualities i feel like the only hint of his life that we got is he was a struggling artist even before the flash so when he saw an opportunity after the apocalypse that he thought he could exploit only to see it not work as planned (which is a detail I like a lot for reasons regarding the messages of the game) he became angstier than ever and the control he got from weaponizing how disliked his art is went to his head entirely, artistic frustration + inflated ego mixed with joy addiction yeah this guy was bound to do unspeakable things I guess

the implication that he's just adapting his art for the current situation is interesting because it highlights that part of why he does the things he does is for validation and enrichment which shows just like any artist or human being at all he too longs for connection but that is not to say he isnt a horny ass since he pretty much admits it to brad right away when you meet him and he basically tells you he jerks off all day (or nor like that I just like to make fun of him)

ohhh also i just remembered his most hated thing being "wasted creativity" which I did not understand for a while I didnt know what creativity could go to waste until a friend explained to me there might've been a time where he was not able of drawing at all so he couldnt convey the things that are important to him in art (see the emphasis in his bio on how hes willing to use any materials) it could also have to do with him feeling underappreciated so yeah this guy gets extremely sensitive if he feels hes not going anywhere with art

it could be said all this comes from a place of frustration since every bad thing he does he relates it to his art somehow so he could be some lost guy who spiraled the worst way but it could also be the case that art is his vehicle for these beliefs he already has that make him a dangerous person? his art being the same as him and all, his way to prioritize filth and see other people as just tools is like a different kind of creepy in what we see in lisa but still on board with the themes of objectification where everyone whether women as a memory or those around him exist to benefit him (in his mind) showing some self imposed entitlement that you can think was always there or not, the former is a little harder for me to count on because i feel like a guy who does everything he does only to take advantage of others wouldn't go for art of all things but something more effective i guess lmao but arent all these guys weird and doing things only they understand. I guess it's not that important as long as you dont stripe him of responsibility.

honestly his obssesion with the things that currently got a grip on the people of olathe more than ever before (sexuality and death, since some things he does points towards him being interested in death as well) creeps me out a lot as it manifests this need for control over others or maybe just an interest in human behavior under desperation i dunno bro, I see him as that he's so far gone now hes basically desensitized which is a lot to say about a guy interested in other people's emotions.

on a more personal sense when it comes to his controlling tendencies and where they come from it's easy to be like "what the hell is this guy's deal why is he so weird. did he get bullied as a child" and my headcanon was always something sort of garth having an unhealthy relationship with porn from a young age and glorifying this lifestyle as it is very common amongst men which would explain part of why he feels entitled to be a mentor to jack which i've seen other people bring up as well (ty blooming erudition) but something i also discussed with a friend is that garth was probably neglected LMAO so that could be where his desperate need for approval even comes from and why betraying brad hurt him more than he thought it would, this is entirely headcanon territory i have zero proof of this i just think 'garth kinda shows motherless behavior' and it makes sense to me

I forever wish the kickstarter companions had more said about their past life ESPECIALLY their families since family is an important reocurring theme in lisa which we see even in ur own team mates, at least for jack it's understandable to be told nothing but for the others it's a bit of a wasted opportunity but I guess it's also harder to write in this context, and garth doesn't even have a last name i guess thats part of his artist persona honestly his real name might not even be garth.

this is very rambly sorry i grab an ask and yap like there's no tomorrow I dont really have a definitive answer on why this guy is like he is but i guess we're are not meant to know since even the game itself hides that from you ("his motives are unknown but he really likes to draw dirty stuff") how everybody sees him depends on what exactly they feel like getting out of him I think

[wolfertinger]

this is an ask regarding the rape that happened and will be slightly explicit in ways unrelated to the actual assault that took place. i started tyoing this before hand and have to restart due to my window glitching and either deleting or sending the ask. if you have another similar shorter ask about this that is why, i am writing this purely because i felt uncomfortable trying explain one of my main points due to the nature of this whole situation. i will still try to explain it again but none the less, this ask will not feel good to read because it has to do with an actual rape that took place, a actual rape that wis still tries to defend on some level-even as she tries to shift focus on the other people who have victims often fair too young unrelated to swayer at all she still defends mari by association of her having abused sawyer.

i didnt say this before despite having been having this blog in my feed for a while, but i legitmately thought mari was cis when i first saw sawyer speak up on this. i also saw them speak up by pure happenstance since i try and listen to victims when i see a post of them speaking up about what happened to them. i saw this before wis inserted herself into it all if i understand the timeline of that correctly, i learned what had happened between mari and sawyer before i really started following this blog and i found out off tumblr.

my assumption reading, with none the context of this blog and sawyers blog, was that mari was a cis woman who assaulted her gender ambigous (thats still the best way i feel i can describe sawyers identity) trans partner. my perspective, before wis invovled herself and forced sawyer to go into detail about their trauma publically, was a cis woman raping a trans person.

the only reasons i can think of wis feeling it was okay to out mari as a trans woman are either

A: outing a fellow trans woman is justified because it hurts sawyer.

or

B: mari clearly had to be trans because she was inside sawyer, and therefore it wasnt outing her.

as a afab i can confirm its possible to be inside someone without having had some form on bottom surgery. its normal to view having a strap inside someone as "being inside them." its normal to view fingering/fisting as "being inside someone." it is possible for two people without penises, born that way or post op, to be "inside" eachother. there are so many ways, none related to genitalia, that someone, ANYONE, could be inside someone.

even with what we have been told we dont know exactly how mari was assaulting sawyer when she woke up to it happening. we can rudely and grossly make assumptions (something that im trying my best to avoid), but we have no way of knowing. "inside" is the vaguest way one can describe either sex or rape of some kind of penetrative nature. that is the only information i remember sawyer ever giving on it, both before and after wis forced them to explain in detail the ways she had been abused and assaulted by mari.

either wis has incorrect, and inherently queerphobic (even if such thoughts would be internalized they are still queerphobic), sentiments on the nature of "being inside" someone or she only put herself in this all so she could justify harassing and abusing sawyer publicly for everyone to see. i literally cant think of any other explanations for why she thought outing mari was okay in any way. the more you examine the way wis has acted throughout all this the uglier it all gets. she seems like a genuinely vile woman.

"about last

i sincerely hope you regret this one day, and cringe at your unjust cruelty. i hope sawyer receives an apology from you. you've proven you are nothing but a horrible, despicable, ugly and nasty person on the inside, wis. and it will NOT be forgotten."

i think, the worst part is. wis has ADMITTED, mari is a rapist. she ADMITTED what mari did. MARI FROM THE OUTSET, TOLD HER WHAT HAPPENED. with ALL of the info, both sides of the story, and all of the context. wis still chose to support, a rapist, over a rape victim.

wis is a rape apologist. simple as.

[jalluzas-ferney]

In your opinion how would Sora & Jordana meet next time and how would they manage to explain the situation between each other

*ni siquiera sabemos qué siente Jordana por Sora después del torneo😟

OKOK THANSK FOR THE ASK

AAAHHDJEIFKRFJFK omg omg they make me crazy. Ok so I tried to think ab this and it’s rlly complicated TBH because we really DONT KNOW where Jordana went after the fight with Nya Zane and cole where she finally gets unpossessed and encourages the ninja to go after Rox and the others, and after that? We don’t…actually see her again..?

So what can we assume? What can we theorize about Jordanas whereabouts? We know she wasn’t in the ending scene where everyone’s gathered around the gates/portals which means she’s very probably did NOT leave with the ninja.

To me, either she went back to New Imperium, or she stayed at the city of temples with roby. That guy DEFINITELY has enough space for Jordan’s to stay there.

But I’m more inclined to believing she’s now residing back in New Imperium, where perhaps after a while of isolation or coping with the recent events, she goes to the monastery to talk to the ninja another Roxs plans. Because if you remember correctly, Jordana told Zane, Nya and Cole about how she was in Roxs mind and saw what she had planned, so she probably wants to go warn them again, perhaps give them especifica details.

OR- the ninja themselves remember what Jordana told them, and they go visit her at New Imperium, where we can also see how it has changed and progressed, to ask Jordana specifically what she saw in Roxs mind.

This of course, would lead to Jordana and Sora reuniting again!! YAYY!! Now how would it be? Well jordana DEFINITELY heard what Sora said to Jordana while she was possessed, and so she I see her just suddenly bringing it up like “oh and hey…I forgive you- “ smth along the lines of that, which at first Sora would be a little confused about until she remembers and she’s like “oh yeah 😀that” . I imagine from there Jordana would begin to apologize for her actions as well, perhaps dwelve into her insecurities and why she acted the way she did. Obviously they don’t have all day so they eventually have to say their goodbyes but it’s very heartfelt and they agree to hang out some other time.

SODNDLFKEODJE sorry im imagining it and ur drives me crazy

Y ósea de lo que veo en su personaje, Jordana la envidia mucho a Sora y para mí eso también debe venir de alguna fascinación con ella, una admiración, lo cual significa que ella piensa mejor de Sora de lo que ella da por creer. Claramente le molestaba mucho que Sora no la reconozca, asique después del torneo, después de que Sora se disculpara por siempre olvidarse de ella y admitir que no ha sido la mejor con ella, seguro Jordana se sintió muy feliz y sintió algún tipo de alivio que PORFIN consiguió lo que ella quiso por tanto tiempo. Que por fin Sora la VE y le da DIGNIDAD. Por eso en mi opinión, Jordana debe pensar bastante bien de Sora a este punto. Aunque ella no lo quiera demonstrates JAJAJ

[rafa-jaja]

Asking for your help...(pt3)

Bruce Wayne x Gn reader

Chaos, everywhere, Talia was destroying the city completely, she had an army of assassins controlled by Prismon, a villain with telepathic powers.

But how could this happen? wasn't the Justice League supposed to avoid this kind of problems? where are the superheroes who swore to protect the world?

All those questions are easily answered, they were the focus of Talia's plan, she kept them captive in their own minds. This allowed her to easily attack the citizens and plant chaos in the world.

And where were you in all this? In the league's operations headquarters, not the wachtower, because that's where Talia and Prismon were. You were in a smaller, more rudimentary one, but that was better than nothing.

You were making a plan, but you knew the odds were not in your favor. But even knowing the consequences, your plan was to infiltrate the watchtower and free the supers.

- Okay, with all that in place I just have to-

- Did you think I'd forget about you? How bad do you think I am?

That voice...how could it have found you, you had barrier protection against mind tracking.

- I'm surprised you didn't realize that your friends have very weak minds.

Talia came out of the shadows, just looking at her made you remember everything she put you through, it was like a recreation of your nightmares.

- What do you want? I'm of no use to you, you already have an ally who controls minds.

- I felt that my collection was not complete without you, besides, I would like to relive the old times.

You knew that fighting her wouldn't do any good, she had a mental block that didn't allow you to enter it, and your current physical state is deplorable.

- Ok, take me with you, I'm not going to fight you.

- What a disappointment, I thought you wanted to take revenge on me?

You didn't answer, yes you wanted revenge, but she was giving you a free pass to the wachtower and you could come up with a plan on the way. Right?

Nothing, you had no plan, all the scenarios would end with you in the mental prison or dead, the worst thing is that they were about to arrive.

- You Know, you surprised me when you gave yourself up so easily.

- Well...I had no choice

- You've changed a lot since the last time I saw you. You're basically adrift, you have no one.

You would deny it, but inside you knew it was true, somehow you agreed with her.

When you arrived you were taken to the main hall with your friends, it hurt you to see their faces, you knew they were there, but nothing assured you that they were well.

- Now that you are here, it is time to lock yourself in that little mind of yours.

Without any warning Prismo appeared behind you and caught you, everything was dark, but... you weren't afraid, it was just being closer to your thoughts.

Suddenly a mowing light consumed you, and then a sound, well more like a voice...

- Hey, wake up, you know it's not good to fall asleep when you're a guest.

That voice seemed very familiar, you opened your eyes to try to identify the person who was talking to you, but you only saw a room with armchairs and a lit fireplace.

- BOOO!!!!

- FUCK...damn it John Constantin, do you want to scare me to death?

- Oh, you should have seen your face, it was worth it.

- what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you got caught with the others.

- you really thought i'd fall for that? I thought you knew me better than that.

- Okay, you're not caught, so where the fuck are you?

- Well... let's just say I'm in hell.

- ...What?

- You know, dont meke me explain it to you, you konw what i do.

- OK, i understend that...but you haven't thought about, I don't know, HELPING? The world is going to shit and you're in hell!

- Hey, if I wasn't here the situation would be different.

- What?

- No time for details, let's just say that Talia made a deal with a powerful demon and I'm down here holding him. But I didn't come to you to tell you this, you have to free yourself and help your friends.

- But how? I never had to get out of my own mind. I don't know what to-

- I don't have much time left, just find the way out, save the others and defeat Talia.

And without being able to say anything else Constantin disappeared, you had no choice but to investigate the place where you were.

You didn't know how much time had passed, but you felt like you were going around in circles, until you saw a light at the end of the corridor.

When you got to the place the light disappeared, leaving a door that did not look like the others in the place, without thinking twice you opened the door and entered it.

You saw a kind of fair? you didn't know where you were, but something seemed very familiar to you.

- I didn't know you liked fairs.

You quickly turned around, only to run into Bruce Wayne.

- And what are you doing here?

- I'm accompanying Dick, he's on the roller coaster now.

Oh no, you knew what this was, it's the memory of the time you and Bruce had a date by accident. Why this memory? It was the one you had been trying to forget the most.

You had no other choice, you will have to relive the memory as it happened, otherwise your mind will completely split and you won't be able to get out.

- It's good that you two are giving each other a break, you needed it.

- Yeah...sometimes I forget what it was like to be a kid.

- I understand, but you're doing great.

- Doing what?

- Raising Dick, he and you have things in common even though you're very different.

The three of you spent the whole afternoon together, sharing and enjoying watching Dick enjoy everything. But an uncomfortable feeling came over you, you hadn't shared with Bruce for a long time, you didn't remember how well you had lived together in the past. But this was a memory, you knew that in the present this would never happen.

- What are you worried about?

- Eh...it's nothing, don't worry.

- It's not true, you're thinking too much.

- It's just...I'm worried about the future.

- That's normal, we all worry about what might happen in the future, but the key is to take a deep breath and silence those thoughts.

I was right, you are overthinking the situation between you and Bruce too much.

- What a beautiful view," you said watching the sunset.

- Yes...very beautiful," said Bruce with his eyes on you.

Bruce put his hand on your chin and made you look into his eyes, those deep eyes that could make anyone's eyes glaze over. Little by little they got closer until they kissed, a tender kiss full of love. You felt how time slowed down, a stream of emotions ran through your body.

- That was... incredible.

-Yes.

- Hey, stop kissing or I'm going to pump," said Dick, grimacing dramatically.

Everything went on as normal, at the end of the fair Bruce offered to take you home. When you arrived at the door of your apartment, but before entering you stopped.

- Bye Bruce, see you soon

- I hope so, I can't wait.

With that said you went inside and a Reaper Glow consumed you once again. You woke up on the main hall floor, looked around and saw that all the supers were still there.

You knew what to do, without the guards noticing, you occupied your mental control and woke up each one of your friends, giving instructions to each one of them on what to do.

You had already woken up most of them, only Bruce was missing, when you entered his mind you noticed that you were in Gotham, but you didn't see Bruce anywhere.

You searched everywhere, there was no trace of him. About to have a crisis you saw a newspaper gliding towards you, you picked it up and saw what it said, "Death in the Wayne family...it's been two days since this tragedy happened and-" That's it! the cemetery, how could you not have thought of it before.

As you arrived you saw Bruce, sitting next to his parents' graves.

- Bruce, we have to go, Talia and...

- No.

- What? What do you mean, no?

- I don't want to leave. I don't want to go back to the real world.

- Bruce, this is not the time to do this, we need you.

- I don't want to," he said through tears, "I don't want to feel like this again.

- Like what? Like the richest man in the world? or like Batman?

- You don't understand, I thought you knew me well enough to see the real me.

- I thought I knew you, until you abandoned me years ago!

They both fell silent, neither of them could argue any longer.

- You know...I feel like a complete idiot, I've let down a lot of people I love and I don't have the courage to make amends.

- I don't know where you're going with this?

- I just...I want to make things right with you, I have never stopped loving you.

- Yeah sure, and the kid with Talia doesn't mean anything.

- Let's leave Damian out of this.

- So that means you do have feelings for her.

- SHE DORGED ME! fuck...when I woke up the next morning I felt so repulsive, I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror...but I didn't want to tell you because I knew it would hurt you. And when she left Damian in my care I didn't know what to do, and you didn't give me the time to explain...the last I heard from you after you left was that Talia had kidnapped you, she threatened to kill you if I tried anything. When she freed you I wanted to come and get you, but I thought Talia would keep her word.

- Bruce...I had no idea, but why did you risk asking for my help if you knew what Talia was capable of?

- We really needed your help...but it was also an excuse to see you again.

The two hugged each other tightly, neither wanting to let the other go. They needed it after everything they had to go through.

- Well, it's time to go back to the real world.

- But what about us?

- Maybe we could give ourselves a second chance.

In short, after releasing Bruce from prison, the league united to defeat Talia, which they did, and arrested all of her henchmen. Peace had returned to the world, thanks to the power of the Superheroes.

You and Bruce eventually got back to what you were before and were happy forever.

Fin...

[askew-d]

Can I ask, who are your top favorite romantic couples (can be canon or non canon) of all time from any media? Why you love them? Thx :D

here i go with another grand list that i was very happy to write! i’m in love with these asks, really. i’ll mention all of them, but at first i was in doubt if i could include one that isn’t ‘canon’, but rather rpf. either way, i added bonus couples for good reasoning! let’s go.

1. wangxian (lan wangji x wei wuxian), from mo dao zu shi — they are THE moment, they are THE couple, they are THE goals. who ever could have imagined someone would come up and write a troublemaker who falls into demonic arts and gets reincarnated to fight together with a sucker-for-rules expressionless man and make it work? they fit into any au as well, this fandom rocks. my lovely cultivators!

2. kagehina (kageyama tobio x hinata shouyou), from haikyuu!! — i dont even play volleyball. i dont even like sports! why do i love this anime and this duo specifically so much? they are so passionate about their hobbies, the rivalry and frenemy relationship? the POTENTIAL. the STORY they have. the "someone better will come and find you" promise. sheer beauty. they are silly and fresh and cute and i dont think i'll ever get tired of it.

3. yizhan (wang yibo x xiao zhan), from the untamed cast rpf — i know all the problematics about writing real person fiction. i KNOW, okay?? but people, let me like them and support them in peace?? 😔 i have so much love for these men, and its overall hella fun following their life unfold, even if they are not working together anymore. nonetheless, they are my dose of serotonin when i need it.

4. daiharu (kambe daisuke x katou haru), from fugou keiji: balance unlimited — i will not scream for a seson 2 here. i will scream for more FICS of them here! there ain't enough! its not even about the 'sugar daddy' appeal, its more about the 'partners in (solving) crime' appeal. oh and also the 'i hate you you arrogant prick but i WILL do anything for you' part. everything and every detail of this show.... seriously though: gold.

5. hilson (gregory house x james wilson), from house m.d — oh, my sweet stupid and repressed doctors, i would do unspeakable things for you. wilson has been through every hard moment of house's life. you can name them, he's been there. through every ridiculous situation of his too. it is overwhelming, honestly. the ending couldn't have been more reasonable and fitting for them, in my opinion.

6. hannigram (hannibal lecter x will graham), from hannibal — this gif alone of them with scratches and smiling conspiratorily to each other sums up their entire dynamic. they're toxic and no one's doing it like them. like, yeah, no shit, who would even dare, right? murder husbands can do anything and eat the rude as much as they want, i will be sipping on my drink and watching intently. (man truly looked at this detective he framed for murder and said he would remember their moment together forever??? just dont throw him in jail then???)

7. shiguang (lu guang x cheng xiaoshi), from link click — these pretty boys traveling through time invented the concept of yearning, and i will not explain more to not give season 2 spoilers. i fell in love with them as soon as i saw the first shot of the anime. it doesnt help that they have the same dynamic as wangxian, too. cheng xiaoshi, my beloved, you would never do anything to harm anyone (not purposefully) and i (as well as lu guang) worship you 🙏

8. renga (hasegawa langa x kyan reki), from sk8: the infinity — let's be true tho, can they never do a sports anime without pulling up homosexuals?? not that im complaining at all. please continue, in fact. every couple in this story is valid (adam does not exist), and i love this spirited, young concept of redescovering the beauty of a hobbie. lovely, all of them, but most specially my langa and his admiration for reki. their dynamic has no complications, its just so sweet.

9. moshang (mobei jun x shang qinghua), from the scum villain self-saving system — i will not share a pic of moshang official art because i find shang qinghua appearence too much childlike and annoying, meanwhile i find him much more interesting in the book and fanarts. in any case, i love this couple more than the main couple simply because our airplane-bro can make everything so hilarious. there are fics of them out there which are peak entertainment (check this one!). mobei's tsundere attitude and shang qinghua's shamelessness are a great combo.

10. hualing (hua cheng x xie lian), from heaven official’s blessing — the longing is unbearable. hua cheng loves this man so much, for real. waiting 800 fucking years?? being his most devoted believer? can you believe the audacity?? my man, though he has low self-steem, does anything to protect his god. he doesnt care about any realm. he only cares for xie lian, his dear god. they are the cutest couple.

bonus: aziracrow, johnlock, tododeku, victuuri, blackbonnet, mafuyama, redblue (from this is how you lose the time war).

these are my favorite ships ever! they are what i scream about alternatively, and when i say so, i'm not joking. one week i'm freaking out over new link click content and in the other one i'm reviewing house m.d episodes. my life's a circle with my favorite ships in it and i ain't regretting anything.

thank you for asking, by the way! big hugs! 🤍

[tobbesdiscordkitten]

Hi, im not a super active tumblr user, but i really like your blog and i often visit it since i havent found anyone else who answers or discusses things about Axl as detailed as you do. I wanted to ask you smth regarding the little Michelle situation. I know youve talked about it a few times, but i was wondering, on what scale do you believe the whole thing & how do you manage to still look at Axl in a positive light? My questions are kinda coming from me not knowing what to think about it, because i was a really big fan of him and then one day i came across her videos of explaining the r... situation in details. I wanted to think that it is not real, but i couldnt find a reason why she would describe such thing in a detail if it wasnt true. I can excuse anything else hes done, but this one is too horrific if its true. She did seem sincere in her videos so i really dont know.

Hello! I’d be happy to discuss this ^.^

The only parts I believe in her story are her upbringing, her running away from home at a young age to become a baby groupie, and Axl’s perspective on how her situation unfolded with him.

Slash mentioned this in parts of his book, and Axl discussed it, but essentially Little Michelle, who was 15 at the time, was having sex with Axl up in a loft while Slash was sleeping downstairs. It’s possible Michelle might’ve been strung out on drugs while having intercourse with Axl, so she was subconsciously submitting to him, but not consciously, which leads into the next point.

After she woke up, and the drugs wore off, she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. To tell you truthfully, she might’ve been under the impression that she was kidnapped which could explain why she freaked out so badly in front of them. Axl had to kick her out of the place which caused Michelle to run down the streets, naked, and tell the police what had happened. Axl said she was crazy and she didn’t even remember her own name.

At first, I was like, “Axl, you can’t call every woman you’ve been with crazy.” 😂 But the more I looked into her story and saw her videos, the more I understood what he meant. And he was right lol.

The parts I believe are fabricated are how she first saw Axl at Tower Records when she was 14, how she officially met him at 15, how she was in a serious relationship with him, became pregnant, had a miscarriage, got raped by him, and how she met Erin Everly afterwards. Keep in mind, it’s easy for anyone to create their own story and alter a timeline after doing some critical research, and it appears Michelle has done this and she’s trying to rewrite history, or blow her story out of proportion, similar to Sheila Kennedy’s case. Btw Sheila’s case got settled a few months ago and Axl said she made up the entire story, which could very well be Michelle’s case here, too.

Anyways, her miscarriage sounds similar to Erin’s miscarriage. Michelle mentioned that the rape took place at a studio where other men beat her up first, and then Axl raped her, and threw her outside in the cold (since it apparently happened in December). Why isn’t she holding the other men who hurt her accountable as well? Why is it only Axl? Yeah, she probably didn’t know the other men, but if she wants justice to be served on her part why isn’t she holding EVERYONE accountable for their actions? It doesn’t make sense.

With her knowing Erin, there have been other people in her comment section who’ve complained that Michelle couldn’t have possibly met Erin in California during this time because Erin was still in New York around that time, etc. Michelle reassured those people that she wasn’t messing up any timeline but it seems she was messing up the Erin timeline lol. And Erin hasn’t mentioned Little Michelle at all so I doubt she even knows who she is.

What’s strange is Michelle has a dislike for Erin because she described Erin being fake around her by having a “kill ‘em with kindness” attitude which I thought was weird since Erin doesn’t look like the kind of person to act that way around anybody. I think Michelle is jealous because Erin got chosen by Axl to marry him and she probably wished she could’ve swapped places.

Axl has mentioned many times in the papers how he’s honest about everything, and maybe straightforward and a little blunt, but it’s always the press who has mixed up his words, or lied about him to make him seem worse in a lot of situations. That’s why I’d rather believe what Axl has to say as opposed to reading what he did in a newspaper since journalists like to make up a lot of lies in order to create an interesting story - ✨drama✨ You see what I mean, anon?

That’s why I don’t believe the majority of what Michelle has told everyone on TikTok. She’s left more questions unanswered than answered ones. There’s a lot of plotholes within her story. If she really wanted to she could’ve sued him when both Stephanie and Erin did, that would’ve been a perfect time, for Michelle, to get her story into the limelight, but she didn’t do it. She waited until recently to do it which is EXTREMELY late. The Me Too movement might’ve inspired her to break her silence but I’m not a big fan of anybody, don’t care who, digging up someone’s dirt from the past 40 years ago and trying to settle it now. It should’ve been handled within the first 10 years it occurred, not 40.

My theory is she’s doing this to try and take Axl out of the music industry and end his career/touring days early. It’s not gonna be possible tho since Axl is already 62 and he’s at the end of his career anyway, so it’s not gonna make much difference as opposed to it being the beginning of his career during his prime. So, I think Michelle is wasting her breath on him.

When you first look at her TikTok and watch a few videos, you believe her. But once you scroll further into her older videos, they become more suspicious and she doesn’t seem mentally stable. I know she’s mentioned that TikTok was a place for her to heal from her trauma but it did the opposite effect by just triggering it.

As for me keeping a positive light on Axl, it hasn’t been easy lol. I’m a pretty open-minded individual who tries to look for the why in everything since everything does happen for a reason. For instance, why did Axl do this? Or that? What caused him to say this or do that? Once I find the why then it becomes clear why people did things the way they did, and it might help others understand the motive behind it better. I know it does for me.

I think what also helped is I’ve been doing research on a lot of people, not just him. And I’ve found some pretty horrific things whenever I read something on either Charlie Chaplin or Lee Harvey Oswald, the man who shot JFK, so I think all the guys I’ve been researching over the years have prepared me to take on Axl 😂

I don’t view Axl any differently after knowing these things about him. In fact, I love him more than ever (if that’s even possible lol). Sure, I disagree with some of the things he did in the past, but I find flaws beautiful in a person since we’re not perfect beings. Also, I can relate to Axl in a few ways, especially about being misunderstood, and I miiiight share a bit of his temper, but I don’t throw things or punch walls 😅

It’s about having patience, mulling over some distressing facts, and giving him a chance for who he really is. Don’t hate or judge him, but be more understanding of him and think about why he is the way he is, just like everybody else. Trial and error lol. But trust me, it’s worth it for him. He’s mentally stimulating for me and I pretty much learn something new about him everyday. It’s amazing!

I hope this helped, anon. Good luck with all of this information and don’t be so hard on Axl. The man has been fucked (literally) by so many people. I’m just glad he’s still here with us today and doing what he loves 🙏🏻🧡 Keep on enjoying the music!

[talon-dragonbeast]

hello! fellow endermankin here i was wondering like how you specifically knew you came from the nether and the warped forest? im trying to figure out where i come from but im not certain i think maybe from the overworld? i dont have many memories and only a few noemata (still figuring out stuff beyond just being an enderman) but i also feel a connection to the end in a way i cant describe i dont know its that i lived there and then moved to the overworld or if its like an ancestral pull or like what the situation is and im not sure if any of these details are even accurate and i was just hoping maybe hearing how another figured it out might help? idk sorry /nfta

oh, a fellow enderman! its so rare to find one of us on the wild, hello!! o/

for me, when they added the warped forests to Minecraft (i was like 14 at the time) and i saw them for the first time, it felt like coming home in a way. i hadnt saw anything like that before, but deep inside i knew that not only had i seen a warped forest before, but i had been inside one. i recognized those trees. i knew what stepping on that grass felt like. that color palette was familiar to me. i was seeing pixels on a screen, but my brain was reacting as if i was there.

i read somewhere that your sense of smell is where your deepest memories reside. it has something to do with brain anatomy i think, your olfactory center is very close to the part of your brain that processes long-term memory, so when you smell something that is familiar to you, your brain reacts showing you the memorie(s) associated with it. it works in reverse too; when you remember something intensely, it feels like you can smell it too. or something. idk i only studied neuroanatomy for like a year. with my hearthomes, its a bit like that. even though i have never been in a warped forest before (as its kinda impossible, it being a videogame and all), my brain reacts as though it has been there before, and tries to pull the memories from it. except there arent actually any memories, so it just makes things up. and what is the easiest information to fabricate for the brain? smells and feelings.

for example, i remember the smell of sulfur on the back of my throat, the constant taste in my tongue that was both sweet and smoky. i remember the air being so hot and humid all the time, like a thick coat surrounding me from all sides. i remember the ground being soft, spongy and a bit wet, like moss. it gave in when you stepped on it. and i remember the Warped Forests as the only bearable region of the Nether for us endermen, because the mushroom-trees cooled the air and helped it stay in circulation, unlike in other biomes where the air was so still it felt suffocating.

i dont think its necessary to have memories about your hearthome. it isnt necessary to have noemata either, or even a hearthome! its possible to have multiple too; even though i come from the Nether (born and raised there, and i follow the Nether culture and behaviors more), like all endermen i share a deep connection with the End, as thats where i believe my species comes from.

if you feel like you come from the Overworld but still feel connected to the End, thats perfectly normal and okay! your alterhumanity is yours to define, not anyone elses. being nonhuman is all about internal feelings and subjective experiences, so you dont need definite "proof" of anything (be it noemata or hearthomes or whatever). theres no "alterhuman police" to stop you if you get something wrong. if something feels right, its right.

[depressedgarbages-stuff]

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[jimmyscanongf]

labor of love

norman bates (psycho 1960) taxidermies you (romantic) (gender neutral)

or, the strange mentally ill erotic fantasy of someone cutting me open and just getting all up in my guts (Nicely,) has surfaced from the old deep deep deep dark days of my life and now has a place ig?

cw death and detailed gore; cw fucked up content in general but if you saw this title and are still reading further you already know whats up, you sicko ;) this is unedited word vomit style typed directly into the tumblr post editor, bcs it was very very slow today and this was better than ruminating myself into an actual mental breakdown at freaking work so this is for the absolute freaks and please dont come for my ass if anything in the getting taxidermied by norman bates fanfiction isnt accurate

in thinking about the potential endings for an extended norman and reader romance... i think it would be such an extraordinarily delicate balance to manage a relationship and try to help him while avoiding the shitshow of human rights violations that was psychiatric care in the 1960s. and maybe you could manage it but if you couldn't......... perhaps he was hiding the true extent of his illness, even well into your relationship, even after getting married. some act of repression, of course he didn't want to scare you away and he was so certain he would, and nobody had ever loved him like you did and nobody ever would again. but ya just can't bottle it up like that without building and building the pressure... and to have a relationship, to have sex with you and marry you and try to be happy WITHOUT HER, oh what a grievous transgression to the ignored Norma, cast away to the far recesses of his awareness, he's managed to hold onto control for this long but the situation will simply not do, and she'll just have to eliminate the disgusting little bitch who stole her son away from her, take the reins back in a moment of weakness, of fracture -

and norman wakes up in a place he doesn't remember, in clothes he doesn't remember, but he remembers the fight and the fevered pitch of your voice, the wide-eyed fear in your face, his mixed up train of thought derailing, crashing, and the sound of his mother screaming in his ears. not a hint of a thought of what happened enters his mind as he retraces the trail of blood through the house, empty and automatic and despairing but still not connecting the ideas together until he actually finds the mangled heap of your body slumped on the floor, with the sick metallic smell of clotting blood, a dizzying lake of deep red bigger than he'd ever seen before surrounding you.... it's so shattering that he is disconnected even from the impulse to vomit, though he drops to his knees and screams and screams and screams...... and his mother is nowhere around to help him, and you're gone gone gone, forever! forever! but no! he hears your voice in his ear, soft though it startled him: "no, you can still save me, don't you remember? you've done it already before, norman, save me, save me before it's too late...!"

you're still even warm by the time he brings you down to the basement, cradling you in his arms and staining the clean clothes mother had gone out of her way to dress him in, still limp dead weight, he puts you on the table where he does his taxidermy and kisses your lips with blood on your mouth, pets your hair, coos a billion apologies. "oh my love, i should have never ever let this happen! i promised myself i would never let this happen to you that i would never let her hurt you im sorry im sorry im sorry i tried i tried!!" screwing his eyes shut at your body in front of him, crying tears that dripped onto your skin. and you shush him, your voice comes like a bell calling him in the darkness "i love you norman, i forgive you, but you must work fast now, you have to work fast to revive me!" he opens his eyes, far gone, nods fervently into your lifeless face, knowing that this would be very hard, and very easy, in that he had done it dozens of times before but not on this scale and not this fresh. he strokes the soft skin of your cheek, flits over to bring his tool kit near and then strips your body bare to begin his work - but he already has to stop, go up to the linen closet to bring towels and a bucket of water to clean the blood and gore off your skin, revealing in detail every grisly angry slash, stab, loose flap of skin that should still be all connected, should be, norman cries, with only an extremely dim awareness that it was his own hands that wrought this upon you. but he would fix it, he would suture your lovely flesh back together last, after the bulk of the work was done.

it takes significant effort to cut you with the same blade that he had cut birds and other small creatures with but he made it through all the layers of skin and fat and muscle, cut flaps to splay your belly open for easy access. and the inside of your body. explodes with colour and detail that he had never seen on this scale before. your insides were all shining red, and translucent membranous pink, with lipid yellows, greenish and brownish hues, pearlescent white fascia and winding lines of purple-blue connecting everything. and then he trembles all over seeing it his hands shaking violently, already slick with blood, as they approach the opening, and you comfort him, sweetly in his ear, "calm now, my love, i'm in good hands, i know i am, but you need to stop shaking, you need to be gentle." "i know, im just scared. i'm sorry, i'm so sorry..." "i trust you, norman." he steeled his nerves and then slips his hands oh so, so gingerly into the wet, the slick and smooth mess, the winding intestines, cold on the surface from contact with the air but still warm underneath, and he only loves you more and more and more that you trust him like this, that you let him do this to you, putting your faith in him to revive you.

he was struck by the intimacy of it, he was so close, closer than anyone else in the world had been to you, even closer than sex, up to his forearms in your body cavity, with all the beautiful unseen parts that had sustained your living body for so long, all those years........ you would have to learn a new kind of life now, with him. he scoops the intestines, they spill over the sides onto the table, attached at either end, and he realized he would have no place to actually put any of this once he removed it, he took the bucket with red translucent water and tipped it over into the floor drain. then, bringing it near, cuts your entire digestive tract free, placing it gently in the bucket. looking down at the heap inside, he feels a sheen of sweat on his forehead, and reached up to wipe it with the bloodied back of his arm. then, the pancreas, the kidneys and bladder, the liver (some cultures thought the liver was the seat of human love, he thinks), everything is so connected, tubes and gossamer-thin tissues that he has to dissect to separate the parts out. he has to reach underneath your ribcage to cut your lungs free, they sink in and deflate more as he works, and puts them too on top of the rest of your organs. then, last, your heart - he hesitates, and trembles, feeling the imperative to be especially delicate now, as if the muscle might disintegrate under his touch. but he feels around, remembering the anatomy diagram of the heart he'd learned so many many years ago, cuts free the three arteries connected to the aorta, the pulmonary vessels, both venae cavae, and suddenly he is holding the fist-sized organ free in his hand. he set his knife to the side and then reached in again, cradling the muscle in both of his broad palms as he brought it out into the light, letting out a shuddering breath - your heart! oh it was your actual heart, the heart that loved him, the heart that once beat in your chest, that he listened to countless nights to soothe himself, pressing his ear to your sternum. he sees the fatal gash the knife made, he turns his head and leans his ear in, though he knows it's silent anyways he almost starts to sob, "keep it," you say, and he startles "keep it, my love, it's yours, it was always yours" and he looks up into the ceiling "really? are you certain?" forgetting the anguish, and he feels your confirmation, your permission, as the warmth of your love. then, looks down at the deep red knot of muscle, presses a tender kiss there, and holds it to his chest, mirroring his own living heart. with reverence, he sets it on the table in his view and continues on -

it's best practice to remove the bulk of the skeletal muscle, too, and so he opens the skin on the arms that held him close, the legs and thighs that he'd had bliss between, and frees the long corded masses - the ones in the limbs come out of the body clean and compartmentalized, attached to the bone really only by two tendons on either end, separating easily from each other. this was by chance one of the largest buckets he had in the house but now it was full top with all your externalized insides, and the slippery smooth remainder of your muscles went to the floor - it was only a short distance to the furnace anyways, and all of this would have to go to the furnace, into the fire, you wouldn't be needing them anymore, and everything would have to be clean, clean, clean after. and now your body was ready for treating with the chemicals - there might not be enough, but it would have to do - and the sawdust which only seemed to come in large quantities, and it's easy, easy, art to craft the contours of your body that he learned, he knows from memory. he closes with care the long incisions he had made, making the flesh edges meet neatly all down the length of your limbs, up the i-shape he made on your abdomen and then, the awful wounds, slashes and gashes all over he sutures at last with a lingering feeling of sorrow, that dissipates when, finally cutting the last thread, he sees the miracle of life bloom forth on your face out from the monochrome of death "norman!" you smiled, with recognition in your eyes from where your head was limply rolled to the side

he smiled back at you, euphoria like a thrill of electricity tingling through his body as he reached out to cup your face - of course the fact he didn't have a sufficient amount of preservatives and anything didn't matter because it had little to do with the process of reviving anyways. it was all in the effort itself, in the way he marked his own soul in order to remake you and have you forever, it was in that labor of love where the actual transformation was made. he stroked his thumbs on your cheekbones, leaning over you and sobbing out "yes, yes, yes, yes, it's me, i'm here!!"

"you did it, i knew you could, i knew you would save me, norman."

"i could do anything for you, i would do anything for you!"

"i'm so cold now down here in the basement, i feel so weak and exhausted after everything... would you please help me get dressed?"

your bloody clothes were all heaped on the floor and he sniffled, blinking the tears from his eyes. "oh, those are all completely ruined..... I'm sorry... I'll take you up to the bedroom now, okay? and we'll get you into pajamas, and then you can just sleep for however long you need." and you would need the sleep - it was a strange and difficult new life to adjust to, being so dependent on him now for so many things, and you would never be able to leave the house anymore, which would likely be as hard for you as it was at first for his mother. but might get easier for you faster, he thought, as you had both found many more interesting things to do inside than he and his mother ever had in nearly thirty years until you came along. he kisses you on the forehead, and gently lets your head down, before he shifts his arms underneath you and scoops you up in a bridal carry, the whole weight of you in his arms as he carries you up the stairs to the main floor, then turned, climbing up and up again

"i was so scared when she killed me, Norman." Your voice makes his lip tremble as he looks down into your eyes, "but I know i'm safe now with you."

"Yes, you're safe here with me... You'll be safe here with me forever..."

He can feel the vibration of love coming off you, that keen resonation, it was always always there though he never managed to put it to its name, his heart absolutely swells with the sensation, love, pure ecstatic love! you were his one love and the most precious thing he had ever encountered in his life and now he could keep you safe from everything, forever, with him! oh, it didn't work out as nice for you as if it has never happened in the first place, but he could feel a new tension and energy, a precipice on which he was looking out at a new and encompassing depth of your bond, of your relationship, and he only had to dive in with you. he was almost even excited to start this new and beautiful era of your life together.

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warning this is kind of a lot xD

candles and flames couple... wow im so broken and healed all at the same time! your writing is amazing. im really going to miss them. thank you for all that you have given us readers <3 i loved their journey and their everlasting love!! its so inspiring and beautiful. i truly feel immersed and find myself rereading to dissect every word and imagine every scene. im so glad that oc is so strong and sound. usually fics make the oc the problem and jk is the "perfect can do no wrong" character. although both flawed i loved their dynamic and how their hate was revealed to always be a relationship of love and understanding. they really helped each other and built a great life together. i loved seeing that kind of development!

i also love imagining their future :') minjun is such a sweetie... i could so see how his calm nature and suhana's fiery nature will make them the ultimate besties (i can see minjun having a mini fond crush on oc lol i dont know why but i can see them having a really cute special bond!!). and man.. do i love how civil jihyo and oc were. it made me think about my own strength and how i dont know if i would be that fair and loving if i felt oc's pain/was in her situation. shes so awesome and admirable.

do they all end up living together? or does jihyo get married to the guy she mentioned.. i dont remembe, i was just wondering about how they make the coparenting thing work hehe. anyways... jk is really doing his best and he is such a good father! im just so happy and im word vomiting but ily :'))))))) currently reading cmi couple to take a breather

HELP i love the long ass asks with detailed thoughts on a chapter and i love you :P broken and healed is exactlyyyy how i felt writing it, and i have seen some of you say it so far and i am very satisfied lol. wow, the rereading bit 🥺 whenever i watch or read smth, i find myself returning to a phrase or scene too, so this means a lot to me.

also omg, oc being the problem?? i haven't read in a long time, does that really happen? bc looking at my mlist, i feel like the boys are always the ones creating issues as men do irl lmao 😭 nah, the girlies need a break, i'll make them as flawed yet wonderful as possible <3 it's so nice that you mentioned this, tho.

YES, their future is going to me a lot sweeter than what we saw so far hahaha minjun is very sweet and his and hana's dynamic is gonna be fun for sure. the mini fond crush 😭 but really, who doesn't have a crush on oc :') and yeah, i get you, i think it's much harder to cope irl, oc is insanely forgiving. idk what i'd do.

and nope, they don't live together! i think i mentioned it in downpour for a sec, but jihyo marries her man and they build a life wherever they are. she really doesn't want to interrupt jk's and oc's lives more than she needs to, so yeah! tysm for reading ily <3 cmi is a good choice – hope i can provide more soon hehe