#IN ANOTHER WORLD THEY WOULDVE BEEN HAPPY

[lena-luthor]

I am at last myself. With no ambition greater than to walk where I please and to breathe the open air. To die unremarked and unnoticed and be free.

[justinefrischmanngf]

it’s not that it makes me sad per se but i really could’ve been dating someone i did actually kind of really want to date since JULY. and now the moment is literally so far gone and i didn’t realise until the moment was so far gone !!!

[wigglecoin]

i dont know how to move on from this (watched a cartoon)

[aria0fgold]

Wait my dream just sink in, I woke up feeling confused and now that I processed everything, I really just dreamt bout being stuck in a loop within a moment and dying several times. On my birthday. Well, that's a good sign.

Like, my dream started out with me, my sis, and some random lil boy I don't know but somehow in that dream he's supposed to be my lil brother. My sis was driving the motorcycle from... behind us somehow? Like, normally the driver is in the front but in my dream, the kid was in the front, then me, and my sis was at the back. We still managed anyway so that's good.

One of the paths we took, basically a shortcut was a lil too small and bumpy for the motorcycle and also the people around us warned us that it's deadly for kids to take so they took the lil boy to take the longer path to our house while my sis and I took that shortcut on foot. That path had dead fish on the ground, but the fishes don't even look real anyway, they look like a plastic toy. And when we got out, two dinosaurs emerged from it. One very tiny trex. and a big bronchiosaurus. They're harmless though.

Like, I was standing off to the side and my sis wanted to get back in the path to look for a gift for me but the big dino wasn't wanna let her pass in a playful way like a dog. The tiny dino was like a cat too. And while look at em from the distance I remembered that I found a small heart-shaped stone on the wall on that path. I took it out and was observing it, then I held it up to the moon and it suddenly shattered. When it did though, some strange power entered my heart and my consciousness was brought to another world that had lasers shooting at me with various speeds, locked doors that I gotta unlock by doing a puzzle, and a dragon roaming around that'd chase and kill me.

And the thing here, everytime I die, my heart would beat VERY LOUDLY once, and then I'm back from the very beginning. So it's like a signal that I died and restarted. Bad thing is that it Hurts. So not only do I die a terrible death either by lasers or a dragon, I'd still end up getting hurt by my own heart. And I just kept dying over and over and over, until I finally got to the end only to be greeted by a guy (which I felt like was one of my blorbos but can't tell cuz he was in the shadows) in a square room but had a short hallway in the middle of one of the sides and that hallway had a tv with Shinchi's (from dcmk) silhouette on it.

But before I could observe the room longer, the guy turned the lights off which made the entire place pitch black, even the tv too, I couldn't see anything. And the guy pinned me down, covered my mouth and said: I won't plunge the knife into your neck until you took a deep breath 10 times. See, aren't I nice?

And I'm like: "Damn... So to get outta the loop I gotta be killed by this guy in the end?" So, I just nodded. But the thing here... Whenever I took a deep breath, my heart gonna do that thing again and beat very loudly. So it hurts each time, my blorbo in the dark aint nice at all (as if the fact that he gonna kill me wasn't proof enough). Then by the 3rd time I did it, I remembered the tv and also how I kept seeing it nearly every area I been to in that godforsaken place. And I was like: Maybe that's important?

I don't remember how I managed to distract the guy, but I did, and I rushed to where I remembered the tv to be before everything got dark and when I reached it, Shinichi grabbed my hand and pulled me into the tv which was also how I finally got out of the loop. Like, in that place it felt like I've been there forever, but in reality, not even a minute had passed. And then I felt a power in my heart. And for some reason? a small explanation entered my brain which is like, if I had let the guy killed me, the power I'd get would be different and a lot risky (like there'd be some sorta debuff if I used it) But if I escaped him then the power I'd get would be better and a lot "pure" in a way (like that power has no debuff and is just overall better).

So yeah, I think that's a good sign both sarcastically and truthfully. Like, getting stuck in a loop and dying several times aint a good sign, but getting a power at the end was a good sign.

[wtfwhy]

Just saw an annoying take about a character I like 10 dead 15 traumatized

[reallife6anoufriev6boy6]

artkita necro fic (artyoms version)

includes necrophilia, noncon, predator and prey, extremely mild cannibalism, murder.

note: happy new years everyone! i hope you enjoy this fanfic - it might suck as i started crying halfway through and rushed to finish it. oh well! i tried.

i go hungry every night

not this time around,

not this time around!

im gonna eat you

youre my desire!

im gonna sharpen up my teeth

and build a fire!

artyom stands over nikita, looming over him like some kind of animal.

nikita was laid out in the snow, half his hoodie pulled up with his pants unzipped and blood running down his face accompanied with tears.

it was a pathetic sight. he was pathetic, he was a prey animal in a world full of predators who would eat him alive.

artyom would do just that.

“tyoma, tyoma,” it comes out in sobs, mumbling his nickname “please.” he was disoriented and he barely had a clue what he was saying.

artyom knew though. he was begging him for mercy - to stop playing this game and to just take him home, back to his apartment and take care of him. to wipe the blood off his face and strip him of his soaking wet clothes.

it wasnt a game this time though. most of the time it wasnt, but artyom would get bored. this time though, everything was set in motion.

artyom had brought nikita out here, told him to run and see if he could get away from him, but clearly he couldnt. he would never be able to.

how everything got like this though was a different story. he managed to catch him, of course, shoving him into the snow face first which made his nose bleed. he had tried to take care of his pants, but nikita caught him off guard and he was able to get away.

it wasnt one of his proudest moments, but at least he had him on the ground again.

really, it was nikitas own unmaking. he wasnt careful and had tripped, unable to get up again because he had twisted his ankle in a weird way. just looking at it artyom could tell that it was broken. how he managed to do that? he didnt know.

artyom gets down and kneels over him, watching him shake his head and let out another couple frame wracking sobs.

“tyoma, please,” he begs, but it goes unheard.

“youre fine, nikita.” is all he bothers to reply with, hand coming down to unbuckle and unzip his own pants.

he then grabs nikitas pants, yanking them down along with his boxers. he whimpers once the cold air hits him, squirming in place, wanting to get away from all of this.

it only served to spur the blonde on more, pulling out his cock and running his hand over the length. he lets out a sigh, using his free hand to push nikitas legs apart.

theres a whine of protest, trying to kick his legs and pull them back together, but its no use. artyom settles himself in between them, lining up to him.

“no, no,” he cries, trying to sit up and grab onto artyoms arm “you didnt - you didnt say…” he hadnt told him this was his plan. he wasnt going to tell him, it was more fun if he didnt.

“shut up, nikita,” he hissed, shoving him back down to the ground “just stay still.”

artyom doesnt want to deal with nikitas restlessness, so he shoves right into him with a groan. he struggles to make it work, the other being so tight, but it eventually works out.

it pulls a cry from the boy on the ground, trying to turn his body away but it only made it worse for him.

artyom was sure he mustve had a concussion or something. he wouldve been able to fight a lot better then this in his normal state.

he likes it better this way though. he doesnt have to deal with him complaining or anything - hes just prey on the ground for him to eat.

artyom pulls out, pushing back in with an uncomfortable slide. he tries to get a pace started, a rhythm, but its difficult with how dry and tight he was. he manages to get somewhere, going painfully slow.

it was more so for himself then it was for his friend. he didnt want to tire himself out in the process of doing this, that would just be dumb on his part. it would hurt a whole hell of a lot too if he went any faster.

although, his own precum seems to make quick work of the inconvenience. it acts as lube and makes the slide a little easier, pushing and pulling a little quicker, the sound of skin on skin was all to be heard besides nikitas cries.

it was truly beautiful in its own sick, disgusting way. artyom was enjoying himself too much and he had barely started.

this was how it was always meant to be. nikita under him like a rabbit while he tore him apart like a wolf over top.

however, his crying was starting to get on his nerves. he figures now is a better time then any to enact his second half of the plan.

he was wearing one of his own bigger coats today, one that had pockets big enough to hold a hammer.

he reaches into it, pulling it out and holding it up.

“kitja, kitja look at me.” he huffed, seeing as the boys head turned. the sight made his breath hitch - he had blood smeared across his face and there were tears rolling off his cheeks, his eyes were glassy and unfocused.

“do you see it, kitja?”

“tyoma…”

“tell me you see it.”

he waves the hammer in the air, a dark grin plastered over his face. its like nikita knew what he was going to do because he sobbed harder, begging.

“no, no, tyoma, tyoma,” he sounded pathetic, so sheepish and desperate for his wasted life to be spared “please, no, no,” it was a string of pleas and begs, none of which went answered in the way he wouldve liked.

“why not? give me a good reason.”

he just shook his head, far too dizzy and confused to give him a proper answer.

“dont make me do it.”

“tyo - ma,” he says it drawn out, breathing quickening like he were having a panic attack “tyoma…”

artyom shakes his head, chuckling. it was unfair, he shouldve given him a fair fight, but when was he ever? he didnt think nikita deserved that.

a second later, artyoms swinging the hammer and bringing it down to nikitas head. it makes a sickening thud, followed by a scream.

it was a bad hit, it didnt do the job on its own.

he pulls it back again, smacking the head back down, again and again and again, listening to the crack of his skull and the wet sound of brain matter. he stops once theres no more sobbing, no more screams, no more begs, nothing.

artyom pulls the hammer back and looks at his work. its even more gorgeous then he couldve imagined. nikita was ugly, but like this he was finally beautiful.

his head was a mangled, ruined mess. it would make any sane person puke at the sight, but it only made artyom want to violate him more.

he lifts the hammer to his mouth and licks the head of it, enjoying the metallic taste of blood and the chunks of matter that stuck to it. it was disgusting, but it was everything.

he dropped the hammer back into the snow, instead holding onto nikitas hips and finally driving into him, fucking him as hard and fast as he wanted.

it was still a little difficult with how tight it was, but his precum had completely coated his dick and made the work ten times easier.

he was even more turned on by the fact that he was dead. he was no longer alive to experience any of this - he would never get to feel it again.

his last moments on this planet were of misery and pain. he could only imagine the pounding in his head and the ache in his nose - the sharp pain in his stomach and back while he fucked him. it was everything artyom couldve wanted.

nikitas life was a waste. he had wasted it on artyom and now artyom had taken it from him, it was only fitting.

he bites down on his lip as he thrusts in particular hard, letting out a muffled groan. it shouldnt have been this attractive to him, but it was. he was a sick man and he would always be that way. he had accepted that a long time ago.

because of this, it *really* didnt take long until he was spilling inside of nikita, hissing through his teeth as he finished.

it was pathetically quick. he was sure if he had done this when nikita was alive he wouldve died himself from the embarrassment, but like this he didnt have a reason to care.

nikita just felt too good like this. it suited him so well. maybe if he had kept his mouth shut and laid still, limp like he was dead, then he wouldnt have actually died. although, artyom still mightve killed him anyway.

artyom slows to a stop and catches his breath, taking his time. a thought runs through his head, a nasty one, but he decides to indulge.

he reached a hand up, sticking it into the mess that was once his friends head. it was still warm, but was significantly colder now because of the snow and air around them. the brain matter was smooth and soft, having a gel like consistency.

he never really played around in his victims heads like this, but this was a special occasion.

he pulls his hand away, inspecting it.

the blood coats his hand like a glove, thick and clinging to his skin - finding its way into the cracks and crevices of his palm and fingers. there were bits of matter that had stuck too.

it shimmered under the setting sun up above, looking just like red paint. it was enticing to say the least.

he lifts his hand to his mouth, dragging his tongue across his palm and fingers, licking up all the blood and matter. it had the same taste as it did on the hammer and the bits of brain were soft and buttery in his mouth.

he never thought hed be the type to eat someones brains, but this was good. it was mildly pleasant and he enjoyed it more then he thought he wouldve.

he doesnt go for seconds though, instead pulling out and stuffing his dick back into his pants. he buckles his belt, zips his jeans, and then is getting up off the ground.

artyom stands over the body of his friend, back to the original position he had just been in about thirty minutes prior. he stares down at him, feeling satisfied, like a wolf who was full.

he didnt feel bad, he felt no pity or sadness. there was nothing to be sad about, nikita had done this to himself.

thats how he would see it. it would always be nikitas fault no matter what. if he ever got caught thats how he would explain it, if not then thats how he would think of it.

he was sure his mother would ask of him. he would tell her he didnt know - that maybe he did something stupid and ran away. he didnt think he would be found anytime soon anyway, they were deep in the woods and far away from where anyone would normally go. his grin softens into a smile, proud. he had really outdone himself.

in life nikita never got any peace, and now in death he wouldnt either. he would always be remembered as artyoms bitch.

he would have no name other then that. no meaning, no significance, just artyoms bitch. only people who deserved names got to keep theirs, nikita didnt deserve it.

he did nothing to earn it and now he would never get the chance to.

[eternalera]

i love everyone saying how if ekko stayed everyone would understand his choice and not blame him for it but he left anyways and that makes him the best character. and while yes i kinda wanna dig deeper into this, the fact is that if ekko stayed i doubt that he ever wouldve been able to forgive himself, he never wouldve been truly happy, why? because he had everything that he wanted. he was flung into another dimension by chance and it just happened to be the best one where everything went right and he's dating his childhood crush (aka jinx/powder although im gonna use powder since its technically powder).

throughout ekko's character we've learned a few things and one of them being that he's not selfish by any means. he's built an entire commune for the greater good, he doesn't charge people anything and he lets them stay, he created a utopia in a dystopian world so that people can grow up normally and live a life that he and a lot of others never lived at his age. he doesnt force the people into labor he lets them have fun and i highly suspect that the people in the firelights are there because they went to support him and his endeavors and he doesn't want to let them down.

he has people relying on him because of this thing that he created so what does he do when there's a problem? he finds it and goes to fix it, and when he does that its then when he gets flung into this alternate reality and has to try and get back even though he has everything. why?

because his people need him. the tree is still dying, and if that tree dies everyone's lives who live there will be utterly destroyed. because he created that commune/utopia he is responsible for it's survival and while he has everything in this universe it's not his universe it's not his to have. what is his though is once again his society and he cant just throw that all away not with everyone counting on him. so he needs to go back.

not only that but in the end powder was right, he gave them the tip, he started off the chain of reactions he was the one who introduced everyone to hextech and while it's not his fault of how everything plays out he played his rule as much as the next person, as much as powder or vi. he started the chair reaction and while he can't control what happens after it what does matter is that he started it, he knocked over the domino's and for that he has to live with his decision and how it played out.

in this universe everything turned out fine, in his though is an entirely different story and he has to own up to that, while he didn't control it he still started all of this kinda like jayce with creating hextech, he didnt want everything to go out of hand or for viktor to basically become god and emotionless but regardless of the fact that's what happened and maybe in a different reality that doesnt happen but it still happened and because of that he has to own up to that mistake.

when vi slaps powder and runs off she couldn't have predicted that silco would take her in or that powder would become jinx but she still has to take some sort of responsibility for it.

ekko has to face what his decision caused in the end, maybe there it turned out for the better but in his universe it didnt and i think thats what makes his character truly mature in a sense. now am i saying that everything is ekko's fault? no, it's not but just like everyone else he had his part to play and even if it's not his fault arcane does make it clear that he's not entirely innocent just like powder says

"you gave us the tip"

you introduced us to this, you made us go on this mission. you're not innocent. and this fucking works it acknowledges the part that ekko had to play in everything which... lets be honest some people were NOT (and still arent) talking about. so that makes him going back and fixing everything so much better even if most of it wasnt his fault he still sees the harm that he caused and wants to fix it.

thats why he's the boy savior, and that's why he cant stay.

[xwiedzmax]

spoilers for Sherbs finale of Fable!! they all signed it.. every Sherb signed off their name during the final scene (well.. besides Epsilon. but we dont worry about that-). thats.. mmm. "all of my versions are at least a little aware now" king. what does 'a little' mean. they all signed it - but that doesnt help to determine it.

(look at their handwritings. theyre all different, but not by much. i care so much.) and Midas. gosh i hold them so much. theyre so young. they *sound* so young. and they were pulled into this role, into this mess. they lost their brother, their life. way too young. they lost everything. they know how that feels. and they made so much mess, they hurt themself, trying to let Icarus have a life they never were able to have. because lets be honest, young Icarus would absolutely not be a great Quixis. Midas didnt want Icarus to lose themself. thats why they never let it. because they lost themself, lost their world and they know what that feels like. everything Midas did was to let Icarus have something they didnt get to have. and gosh theyre so young. theyre young but theyre still so kind, considerate, they still know how to care and be kind to others. if Midas was taken when they were too young. im assuming they werent an adult yet. and, they sound like it. so. im assuming theyre 16 at most. and.. if they aged as Quixis, they wouldve been.. around 12 when they first came to the worldport, took the role of Quixis, lost their brother, their world. if they havent aged while being Quixis thats.. another thing to unpack. so much was taken away from them... hell, they sacrificed not only themselves but others too - all the worlds - to let Icarus have a life. and they did have one. they got to see the end of their story. and after all of it. Icarus can be happy. happy, because they can fix everything. finally do something right. they are gone from their world, no one can remember them and theyre not stuck in the Worldport but it doesnt really matter. they were happy, they looked happy that theyre able to fix it. and even happier knowing that they can go back eventually. and all the other Sherbs. realizing their eyes are back to normal. theyre back to normal. all of them being so happy. all of them get to be happy.

[marrycv]

And maybe you’re the love of my life.

summary : you’re at the beach with ellie.

fluff, agnst

The sound of the waves comforted you. the sound of of the wind hitting on the grass, making the silence beautiful enough to not feel lonely. the sun piercing its ray on your skin. feeling the warmth making you feel like you were in a dream. the comfort, the warmth, it all felt like home. you felt so safe.

and she knew how you felt at the ocean.

she knew it was your happiness.

so she took you there.

You were the happiest girl in the world

-

“isn’t it beautiful baby?” Ellie asked you

“Ellie! this- i don’t even have the words to express you how much i love you right now!”

Ellie smiled at you. her eyes almost closed due to how wide it was. she was smiling because of your love for the sound of the waves, for the beautiful colours drew in the sky like it was a piece of forgotten art.

she took your hand

you followed her

and you and Ellie swimming in the cold ocean was just as pretty as when you were home

she was your home.

you could see the way she looked at you, like you were the only person that mattered.

you felt the love coming from her expressions, her touch, her words.

your world was Ellie.

whenever your hair was on your face, she would put it behind your ears, looking at the colour of your eyes, thinking about your lips on hers, seeing every single details about you- needing to feel you on her skin.

the laughs were like the memories of you and your parents playing a game together, echoing into your mind into an infinite void of empty memories. that you could remember it, and feel it, and wish you could revive it.

all over again.

the feeling of her laugh as the radiation of her sound into your brain was mesmerizing, couldnt look away from how she sounded.

couldnt turn away from her love

couldnt turn away from the sound of the waves mixed with your and her laugh.

“you’re beautiful”

the redness pigmented on your cheeks as you couldnt help but smile, like an idiot.

why was being in love so embarrassing?

it didnt even matter.

maybe ellie was the love of your life.

maybe you were only a dreamer.

maybe even you talked all night, about everything and nothing, everything was an endless loop.

an endless loop about feeling embarrassed to fall in love again with her.

because the day you went on the beach, the day you were the happiest, the day you wore your most beautiful dress, the day she told you she’d met you that day- to repeat it all again

you saw her dancing on the hot sand with another girl

you saw her looking at that girl the same way she looked at you.

idiot

maybe she felt like home, but it wasnt homely.

going in circles again, your lungs screaming of the search of air.

or maybe nothing even happened.

maybe you were just in love, and she didn’t know you.

but it hurts

hurts so bad

you felt betrayed

but she wasnt yours.

she still could feel like the warmth of the sun during the month of july?

could she?

maybe she was the love of your life, but you weren’t hers.

at the end of the day, the only thing she wouldve seen was you screaming like you saw a ghost, looking at her and the girl, their dances breaking down.

can we pretend its easy?

The next thing you knew, Ellie was right in front of you.

“are you okay?” she asked with genuine concern

your tears were blurring your vision, your lack of air was making your heart beat as fast if you wouldve been running for her love. in a way you did tho

this time.

hear me.

“hi,”

how could you talk to the love of your life who betrayed you without even knowing it?

“i know this is random, but it feels like i know you..” she’d say, staring at your puffy eyes, sticky lashes, red cheeks.

does she remembers your dreams?

“we dont.. know eachothers.”

“but i do recognize your face”

holding eye contact enough to make you forget about the painful sharp knife that was stabbed into your back when you saw her dancing with this way more beautiful girl, looking like an angel sent from heaven. how could you have her?

how could she even be here, comforting you, when she had this dream right next to her, when you were the nightmare?

the circle would just repeat itself

“save me.”

pretend its easy, please.

you needed her as much as you needed love, as much as you needed the sound of the waves relaxing all of your muscles until you fall asleep due to the feeling of being safe. of being comforted like the hug of your mom for your first heartbreak. like the warmth the sun was giving you to make you close your eyes and think about how your dad used to always be warm whenever you hugged him. it felt so good being close to him, for the few times you experienced it, you could never forget the need of his warmth or the comfort of your mom

and you find it in ellie’s presence.

but like your parents, they dont last forever.

she didnt know you, but she was comfort for you like the waves and like the sun and as much as you find it all into your younger self getting to sleep as your mom gives a kiss on your forehead.

her eyes reminded you of the forest

her mouth reminded you of strawberries

her laugh reminded you of birds chirping

her smile reminded you of love

her skin reminded you of the feeling of the sand on your feet

her scent reminded you of when you smell to your old perfume and all the memories flashes into your soul

her fingers reminded you of the roughness of a tree on the exterior and the beauty inside of them, so delicate, so fragile… call it the nature’s art.

her personality reminded you of the mystery of the universe.

she was a dream, and she remembered you at the beach screaming for her love and comfort.

[autisticstarscream]

read the entire spoiler thread for star and lord. i have opinions.

im so genuinely confused on how the erins have genuinely degraded so bad in writing. 90% of riverclan being excused for their awful behavior bc "woah! splashtail was threatening kits!!!" GUYS. THERE IS ONE OF HIM.

Berryheart makes me so genuinely mad. her and curlfeather being reflections of one another but treated so differently is wild. what do you mean berryheart saved sunbeam before she killed so that gives her a "noble death" thus she could possibly go to starclan, meanwhile curlfeather did literally the EXACT SAME THING and was initially banished to dark forest before she gets her little limbo world.

the audacity to have characters respect berryheart after her blantant crimes and say she really was a good person only for the narrative to turn around and condemn curlfeather for the EXACT SAME ACTIONS is annoying. specifically also because genuinely? despite the execution curlfeather was right. mistystar sucked as leader in the end and her son being deputy meant we'd get a boring ass riverclan considering reedwhisker literally has no personality.

like. im fine with frostpaw not being leader and her name. im happy the leader is icewing bc i KNEW it was gonna be her. but god i really wish they would just stop writing these books. the keep bringing in so much good potential with plots and then immediately fuck it up in the first two books thus making the plot stagger through the remaining 4. i know people will just say "just stop reading" but my autism will not let me. i need to know whats happening in canon warriors but i just keep getting disappointed.

i have no hope for the next arc. considering squirrelstar openly wanting no more clan transfers (meaning. no more new bloodlines, considering the one (sunbeam) is immediately pairing up with firestars bloodline, meaning her addition is now useless in the way of adding new genetics to thunderclan), it makes me scared for what other fucked up pairings are gonna happen in thunderclans future.

god im just. so pissed. its so bad. nightheart doesnt even hate being compared to firestar anymore. the only arc in this that felt worthwhile is frostdawns and honestly. i think SHE shouldve been the one to care more for her mother after death rather than sunbeam and berryheart. it wouldve been more interesting to have a medicine cat be critical of starclan and have an active connection to a dark forest cat. but the erins hate making starclan look bad and are so obsessed with making the themes so devout towards starclan that it hurts.

[alcoholicrockstar]

hannibal lecter SLANDER rant pt.3 [s2 wrap up+spoilers] HES DONE IT THIS TIME!!!!!

and i thought i had seen it all..i thought theres no way hannibal can get any lower then he already is on my hate scale, i was wrong, he absolutely can and I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START.

number 1 putting abigail in a position where shes beyond redemption, shes already been put into a life or death situation by her father, might i add fearing for her life every waking second considering he was killing girls that looked like her so he wouldnt kill HER. and after escaping him, receives the prize of being thrown into another one directly after!!!!!!! becoming another murder tool but this time FOR hannibal. basically reliving every aspect of the trauma from the life SHE SURVIVED!!!!! and YES she is very manipulative but she did uncover nicolas boyles body so the fbi could find it SHE WAS SO CLOSE TO BECOMING A GENUINELY GOOD PERSON AGAIN DESPITE ALL ODDS GOOOD NONE OF THE OTHER STUFF WOULDVE HAPPEND IN THE FIRST PLACE IF HANNIBAL WAS NEVER IN A POSITION TO INFLUENCE HER.

2.

his fantasy. what exact kind of world is hannibal living in where he executes his plan and thinks he won and will achieve genuine, raw happiness with them THIS GUY TAKES SELF AWARENESS AND ADDS A WHOLE NEW MEANING TO IT. he not only mutilated his step daughter, force fed will said mutilation, murdered his biological child while mutilating margot [through mason using means of persuasion], pushed his friend or lover something idk out of a window[through abigail], showed no signs of change or willingness to become better for THEM [hes beyond saveable but] by the time they needed to leave to secure his totally grudge free cannibalistic co-parent family.

3.

KILLING ABIGAIL HOBBS. this is one of the things that had me at a genuine LOSS FOR FUCKING WORDS, its heart shattering to see the last chance to have literally anything ripped away from will. he already had to deal with losing her once and now a second time, slowly in front of him because thats the way hannibal intended it to be i guess so of COURSE WILL IS GOING TO BETRAY YOU AND REJECT YOU AS LONG AS YOURE WILLING TO BETRAY AND LIE TO IN RETURN, HES HIDING FREDDIE LOUNDS? WELL YOUVE BEEN HIDING ABIGAIL. one of the people worth living for and that he couldve BY THE WAY if she wanted it [she would never go with him] been an amazing father figure to, taking into account the immediate murder of carlo after margots crash[call it what you want] and the attempt to save abigail while dying himself.

4. lastly this whole scene. you are NOT final girl YOU BASTARD FUCK and he certainly wont survive on his own because wills changed him entirely, down to every thought in his mind to every action he commits.

[anzuhan]

Hello! I'm new to your account but I just want to say your art is suuuuupper pretty! I want to know Anzu's lore, have you written it down anywhere or have discussed it with a previous ask yet?

hello, thank you and glad you asked 🫶 anzu never really speaks about anzu's lore because its overly complex and anzu wouldve wanted to save it for later for when anzu could actually pursue vtuber & idol activities, however its been 4 years and anzu still couldnt really. manage to do that. so anzu will talk about it now 👍 ^ _^)👍

anzu just hopes youre ready for a VERY long post (under cut because. otherwise itll be a post the length of do you like the color of the sky and dont wanna take up peoples dashes 😭)

so based on anzu's current design you'd probably think anzu is a vampire. which isnt entirely wrong but also. WRONG !! you see, anzu isn't from this world, universe, dimension, what have you. anzu comes from a very distant place in its own right that cannot exactly be entered, not even by anzu anymore due to how anzu was exiled from it. 'us' that live there are not entirely a species that is documented by the ones here, so anzu cant exactly tell you what anzu is, but the closest word to it of the inhabitants of this world would be probably close enough to shapeshifter; anzu doesnt exactly fit all characteristics of one, but that is still the best word youve all got for it ! anzu in a way also works like a candle, though anzu isnt made from wax or anything of the like (´ﾉω；`) anzu's insides are hollow and anzu's 'life' is given by a flame inside of anzu's body. it is closer enough to the fire that exists in this world, but also not entirely due to how it can hardly go out. back in anzu's 'world' we all lived under something close to a high governance of 'elders', but anzu would also compare it close to what people tend to call cults here. anzu did not like it, and though its painted as bad to be kicked out of that realm, anzu is kind of happy to have gone out ☆

anzu was also lucky enough to come across another of anzu's kind in the first world anzu was thrown into after the exile that could teach anzu how everything works. we are not exactly built for battle, though maybe sadly for anzu, anzu loves combat </3 our kind can go through dimensions, time and space at will, so we do not exactly age the same as humans. anzu could be 99308 one day and then 193993 the next one ! if anzu did some time skips or dimension skips or what have you. anzu has also given up trying to keep track of anzu's age, though last time anzu's checked, it was around 102000s (this may become invalid even by tomorrow)

the way we see things are as all stories, tales and also things far unknown beyond your imagination are their own dimension; dimensions are split into timelines; there is always a main timeline that shouldnt be interfered with, the one that you may call 'the one with the given fate', where all things go as they should, whether that be bad or not. and then after this one, theres thousands of subtimelines where minor changes have happened in everyones lives; anzu is free to go and disrupt those with anzu's own ideas of how things shouldve went~ truth to be told, anzu tends to become attached a ton to the ones that have sealed fates that cannot be changed.. well. almost, until anzu'd come in, of course ! and sometimes anzu cant help it but want to interfere. to how dimensions also work, a copy of every single person existing in said dimension exists in every copy of the main timeline; though, because anzu does not belong to any dimensions anzu goes thru, there can only be one anzu at a time anywhere.

anzu, across time and looking over all tons of different universes, has fallen in love with idols in each and every one of them. so anzu's quest is to end up becoming an idol in every dimension anzu goes to ! all different looks of anzu you see also tend to be so that anzu can fit in better here or there ... though despite anzu's spent so long among humans from so many different dimensions, anzu still struggles to understand some pretty simple things sometimes. either way, because anzu wants to be not only just any kind of idol but a cosplayer idol as well (i.e like fuyume hanamura from enst), its also good to have huge variety, right? ♡

this is what anzu looks like normally, anzu usually refers to this as 'default' or just 'sumika', given that was the name anzu chose when anzu had come onto a dimension outside of anzu's own. you may see it from time to time, and they may not always look identical but anzu thinks its pretty usual to spot in most drawings whenever it is the 'default' !

among the usual white holographic hair and the usual characteristics, anzu's also had blonde hair for a while ... anzu does not really like to act as an idol like this, but anzu does that.. sometimes ! and for the blonde times, it was more a case of spicing things up.. ?

those are also just a very small portion of what anzu's 'default' looks like. below is a much much larger strip of looks, though not updated.

okay ! now that we've established that that is, what a normal person would probably call anzu's 'natural' look, next are two charts of anzu's looks anzu used to use and that anzu still uses sometimes ! you see there far more often than the default, due to the fact that anzu prefers to perform idol work and activities through them. the default from before is more of a personal and casual thing(＞＜*)ノ~~~~~

(x next to the name means they do not get used anymore; checkmark means they still get used; the time below the name in paranthesis refers to when they were initially active)

though they all have a bit of a different personality and characteristics, theyre still all anzu ! anzu is anzu no matter what anzu looks like, so please dont forget that☆ if you wish to know more about any in particular, or want to see more art of either, feel free to send a further ask about it ! theres tons of arts of every single one of them.

anzu had also not described every single little thing about anzu's backstory or things anzu is capable of, tales of things thatve happened in this or that time/space/dimension/etc ; so if you have anymore questions about any and all of them please ask as well ! anzu is happy if youre interested in anzu♡

[justallihere]

re-reading in anticipation of the next chapter!

Honestly wished Vi was able to stab Brennan at least one more time before Xaden stopped her, but alas, we can't have everything. TBH Brennan probably wouldve died if Xaden didnt stop her

I am in love with the fact that X can gauge V's energy levels by her hair. It's such a small detail but mans is just so entranced, I LOVE IT

Will chocolate cake become a ritual between X and V? It seems like X uses it as a peace offering/olive branch to V, like during the coronation and the after the Brennan reveal.

Different question, but is everyone (iron squad, aretia peps) in sitq morally grey? including jesnia? I love how you've characterized everyone, it gives a very realistic tone imo!!!!

Will there be a moment that X holds V while she cries? It might never happen, but re-reading V crying on the rooftop just made me want to slap X across the head and tell him to go hold his crying wife lol, these two are too touch starved jfc

Every time you tell me you’re re-reading I die, it makes me so happy 🥹🥹

Yeahhhh if Xaden had waited another second he might no longer have a general! And Brennan is sort of important to his cause and also to Violet so it’s probably good he intervened

Xaden is canonically very observant and it just fits with his character that he notices all the little things Violet doesn’t say or want to admit and just does something about it without waiting for her to ask (because he knows she never would)

More chocolate cake moments to come!!! It is definitely an olive branch—Xaden’s way of saying “I’m trying to understand you so please let me and let’s talk like rational people” when Violet is overwhelmed. We’ll do that the other way around too :)

Everyone is very loosey goosey with their morals in this story for sure. I can’t imagine writing a character in this world who has a strict sense of morals, they’ve all been through so much shit and been lied to so many times, they’re just doing what they can to survive

I may or may not have a moment planned of Xaden holding Violet and wiping her tears

[jazzmckay]

davg day 12, which was yesterday but i fell asleep before i could finish this post:

i'm drawing closer to the end, friends

started with taash, and ohhh i really felt for them, even if i didn't love their mom, their pain was so palpable. fantastic voice acting. i brought lace along because it felt right to have her there to support taash too.

after taash used fire breath to explode a barricade sdfgmf lace pls

oouughh using taash's pronouns for the first time ;w;

rook angery

a beautiful and painful shot

afterwards, when taash said "we never got to fix it", i felt that. too real dude :c

interesting lore! i'm curious what exactly the mage/templar situation is like all these years later

criiiies

and the tablet... oh boy. that sounds like how the kossith became the qunari. i am, naturally, intrigued as hell. i wanna know more sooo badly.

fuck yea just a pair of qunari saying "fuck the qun"

belaaaaaa T_T <3 my da2-loving heart cant handle it

the whole "making a proper apology" part of this scene was great ;w; i love how chill they handled the misgendering, it's a good showcase for how to handle it irl, i think. dont make such a dramatic fuss about it that you make the person uncomfortable and all that, just take it seriously and move on. i wanna write a meta post eventually about my interpretation of / how i felt about the nb rep because there's so much to say which is actually kinda revolutionary, they did not cut corners here. it's so much more than i couldve ever imagined <3

i moved on to davrin's quest after fully exploring the new part of the rivain map. actually interesting how this questline ties into the books a bit. i havent read the last flight one yet, but i HAVE read the calling. and this has me more hyped for the last flight, certainly.

lmfao

CUTE

the choice at the end of this one also gave me pause. not as hard as emmrichs, but much to consider. i ended up going with the griffons staying in arlathan forest. i was really touched by assan helping the halla, and i just want the griffons to be safe and happy. i'm also hoping that there won't even be blights anymore after this. i mean, the world is gonna be fucked up no matter what happens in the end, i imagine, since the blight has spread so much and as we know from the anderfels, it can take an extremely long time for the land to recover... but i'd like to think the griffons can return to nature now ;w;

hug!!!! assan!!!!!!!

loved this sm

taash said: blood magic is literally fine between two consenting adults 👍

fantastic. a fun and interesting quest with a sweet ending. i love the tone of hope, it feels really important considering what the south is facing.

i finished off everything i had access to in the wetlands as well, and then! onto treviso and lucanis!

facing the butcher was pretty nerve wracking for my rook, because of her backstory. scary, but she was also mad and determined. it was a good fight.

and in the end, it felt right to let jacobus decide the governors fate :>

hot ngl...

for this choice, i went with imprisoning illario. my rook wouldve been out for blood, and would only hold back for lucanis' sake, because she knows that even after everything, illario is important to him. but since the option was "imprison" not "kill", i got to pick the harsher option, it was a good enough middle ground for me. i dont know that letting illario be completely forgiven is safe, really. he doesnt seem to see lucanis as anything but a demon now :(

got a convo between davrin and bellara where she tries to ask if there's an extra griffon she can have lmaooo another point for bellara/merrill. bellara should invite merrill to go visit the ones in arlathan. i got another where spite was upset that manfred/curiosity was gone. :'((((( ouchie

i have a tiny wrap-up quest with lucanis but other than that, my journal is empty except for the next story mission. oh lord it coming. all my companions are heroes and all the factions are maxed out... satisfying. i dont have all the maps 100% cleared but in most cases i cant see where i'm missing things so it might only get revealed as i progress the story? hopefully!

[artfightdramaconfessions]

i can tell a lot of people here are like below the age of 18 bc y'alls expectations for how takaia should be handled are so damn unrealistic and frankly childish

like bffr theyre trying to revive & rejuvinate the entire event and whether u like it or not they probably just had to settle for keeping takaia around and cant afford to dump her or even shittalk her in a way that would piss her off and make her fuck off for good like they probably arent happy about it either. sometimes you have to be cordial to people who did something bad to you and deal w them for a while bc you need them regardless of how you feel about it thats just how the real actual fucking world works sometimes man sorry to tell you you cant just react to everything by making the problem person walk the plank or whatever

like i hate takaia i hate her guts i hate her lies and her deceit i want her to leave forever & ever and i think shes incredibly scummy but as an adult i understand that they probably just cant afford to vanish her to the shadow realm for one reason or another and cant say anything about it publicly either

yall havent even given the new owners a chance to prove themselves or change anything or whatever because you think the only valid route wouldve been exploding takaia with their minds and then the day is saved regardless of any present circumstances or the overall wellbeing of the website and what they need to do to make things better like come the fuck on now be serious at least let them have a chance to prove themselves or whatever

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[osarina]

CARINAAAAAA ANOTHER AMAZING CHAPTER AS ALWAYS HEHE <333 i am here to bring my thoughts once again :)) !!

WE START W A BUNCH OF THE POLITICS OF THIS WORLD YIPPEE carina u dont understand how much i love how fleshed out it is I WOULD GLADLY READ A WHOLE THING JST ABT IT LOLLL and KLAUS !!! i love him sm hes becoming a fave of mine :>> !!!!

AND NOT DAZAI BLACKMAILING HER LMAOOOO hes acc so pathetic its embarrassing LOLLLLL PLS HE MADE HER BRING HIM ON A DATE IM NOT KIDDING WHEN I TOLD U I LAUGHED AT THT LMAOOOOO HES SO WEIRD NCJNAESRVKJS !!!!!

and dazai staying at her place all the time is tht supposed to be a pm!universe reference ugh hes a leach in every lifetime LMAO BUT THE CONFRONTATION BETWEEN HER AND CHUUYA i imagine dazai is jst sitting under the counter w his gangly ass limbs sticking out like 0-0 LMAOO BUT PLS OFC HE THREATENED TO KILL HIM ON THEIR FIRST MEETING AND DAZAI INSULTS HIM OFCCC LMAOO THEYRE SO STUPID HSJRWJG

but anyways AMAZING CHAPTER ONCE AGAIN I CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE !!! i hope ur eye surgery went well and make sure to rest up afterwards bc yeah surgery recovery is hardd (i've had 3, i would know LOL) so i hope its comfortable for u :< !!! AND I SAW UR BDAY COMM OMG i wouldve seen it sooner and wished u a happy bday but i was out on a trip rip BUT ITS SOO PRETTYYYY U HAVE THE BEST COMMS I WILL STAND BY IT AND HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY <333 !!!!! i hope u had a great day and i hope ur week has been well <3 !!

SWEET RED <3333 IM GIVING YOU THE TIGHTEST HUG RIGHT NOW

omg red you have no idea how much i love writing about the political side of this fic. like i literally have to stop myself from getting too much into it because i need to remind myself that most of u are here for the story between dazai and reader and not politics LOLLLLLL like genuinely whenever u make a comment about enjoying the poltiics it makes me all giggly because it's my favorite part of this series truly even if it is just the background, it's so fun to flesh out.

LMAOOOOOOOO I WAS SITTING HERE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW DAZAI WOULD REACT TO FINDING THIS OUT AND THEN I WAS LIKE . LOL. I KNOW JUST HOW. HE'S SO LAME IT KILLS ME

YESSSSSS THAT'S A PMREADER UNIVERSE REF HAHAHAHHHH IM ADDING AS MANY AS I CAN IN THERE, THERE'S ANOTHER BIG ONE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER

INDHUAISFSZJSIUH in true skk fashion, their first meeting is hostile LOLLLLLL, in every universe, it'll be absolutely on sight for the two of them. and YESSSS HAHAHAH again, dazai is so lame because that's EXACTLY what happened, hiding on the other side of the counter but his legs are too long to hide and he's peeking above the counter to see what's going on ... we hate him HAHAHAH

THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVELY RED<3333 I ADORE YOU, I HOPE YOU'VE HAD A WONDERFUL WEEK