#Miles to go before I sleep

[dabiconcordia]

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep. by Robert Frost

[besttropeveershowdown]

The SECOND Best Trope Ever Showdown: Round 2, Side A, Poll 1

The Unchosen One

A character who is a hero by choice/their own actions, and not because they have any kind of special destiny/pre-chosen purpose

Propaganda:

I think there's variants of "chosen one" characters that work, but it's an incredibly over-saturated trope and also one that varies from just producing kind of bland characters to outright bad ones. I think it's much more interesting to watch a character who's made themselves who they are and who goes down the path they do because of their own choices, and often who falters or fails and goes on because they want to, not because fate says they have to, than a character who is special for some abstract reason or without doing anything in the first place.

Miles to Go Before I Sleep

A character must accomplish one last task before death.

[not-orphaned-account]

Miles To Go Before I Sleep fun fact:

The title is based on the poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost that I think is my favourite poem ever. It goes as follows:

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

It's so lovely, and the last line being repeated hits so hard with me. While the poem itself is quite melancholic in its message, I think it still reflects the more hopeful vibe of the fic.

[trek-tracks]

Bashir: Miles, we've been drinking in my quarters for five hours now. Don't you think it's time to call it a night?

O'Brien: Come on, Julian, just one more. Maybe we could go play darts at Quark's...

Bashir: You can, but I'm exhausted. Did I not tell you how long I was in surgery? For six-

O'Brien: Six hours, yes, limbs everywhere, I heard you. And I kept the station's life support system from going offline for seven. Just a normal day at the office.

Bashir: And I'm tired. Go bother Keiko.

O'Brien: She's having a girls' night.

Bashir: Well, go have a girls' night with her. I'm going to bed.

O'Brien: But can we just -- as Yeats once said --

Bashir: No Yeats. We're doing a Robert Frost.

O'Brien: A Robert Frost?

Bashir: Yes. Miles TO GO before I SLEEP.

[missmaywemeetagain]

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Very early morning, January 14th, 1973

This is bad, you think, buzzing with worry.

When you arrive in the dressing room, your heart pounds erratically in your chest, and not just from the massive, ground-breaking concert you just performed in or the roaring crowd in the arena. No, it’s when you look at your husband and see he’s looking through you, not at you. To be fair, he is distracted by the towel lobbed over his shoulders and the Mafia circling him with congratulations and pats on the back. Telling yourself that’s all it is, you snake your way through the guys and to his side.

“Elvis. Elvis, honey?” you whisper at him, trying not to yank on his bejeweled American Eagle suit with too much force. It was already heavy enough before he spent a few hours sweating in it, and now you guess it’s ten pounds heavier by the way it sticks to him and weighs him down.

“Hmmm?” he murmurs back at you, then finally seems to register your presence. “Oh, here’s my girl.” He squeezes you into his side and for the slightest moment you feel reassured, but the hug feels superficial and weak compared to how he once embraced you so tight you thought he’d never let you go.

He’s usually wired and riding high after a performance by this point. Instead, he seems exhausted and uncharacteristically out of it.

The itch inside you to pull him away and ask if he’s okay is so strong it makes your fingers tingle. You know doing such a thing now could perhaps hurt his ego, so you bite your tongue for the moment. But the way he lets you go and seemingly brushes you off has you grinding your teeth.

Stepping away, you tear off your own suit jacket, throwing it over a chair back and roasting from the inside out, even though it’s monumentally cooler in here than it was under all those lights on stage. Worry and brewing anger will do that.

The guys are sycophantically praising Elvis’ performance, and he nods along, not quite absorbing the words based on his blank expression. Perhaps you are just exhausted yourself because usually you would be singing his praises, too, but you know deep down it wasn’t his best show and that there is something fundamentally off about him.

He sinks down onto the sofa and a sense of relief washes through you. But you still feel on guard and uneasy. Maybe it’s the way Dr. Nick lingers in the corner, talking to Joe...

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[arthurtaylorlester]

you may have seen my previous theory on wtf is going on with john doe malevolent, but i have more proof this time to show for my hypothesis!

in episode one, we first hear someone turning on a radio, presumably in a car, listening to “You call it madness (but I call it love)” by Russ Columbo (not the 1946 version by nat king cole trio we all put in playlists lol), then arthur gain consciousness

afterwards, they are in bookstore when a radio starts playing the song again, the entity doesn’t see the radio, but he does recognise the song

both arthur and the entity recognise this is odd, since atp the entity had only been in arthur’s body for 20 odd minutes

but, if you’re caught up, you’ll recognise that this is moment directly parallels a scene in part 33

this, however is not the only time something like this happens. in part 5, john uses a turn of phrase

this moment is soon after arthur’s month-long coma, so unless lily had been reading robert frost to arthur (which john would’ve most certainly mentioned when arthur brought it up), he shouldnt have any way of knowing this sentence. 

the first time we hear the poem in full is in part 26

but even still, in the context of the moment, why does john know this poem? he’s had no moment since he came back to learn anything of the sort, even ignoring the time it’d take to memorise something like this.

before this, there are only two instances of 'miles to go before i sleep' appearing, once at the end of part 17 and just before arthur leaps of the edge in part 23

so now, my answer to all these questions is a bit weird.

in part 1, the entity says as follows regarding time in other worlds and the dark world as being timeless

which initially led me to reach the idea that john's forgetfulness in part 33 has to do with the time he spent away from arthur in s3, which he claims he does not remember.

i think he was actually sent back to the dark world and spent an indefinite time there, since there is none, causing him to forget finer details. but that raises leaves many questions unanswered, like why did the entity know the song before ever being with arthur?

i think it's time fuckery. the entity we see in part one could be some sort of future!john, at some point he could be sent back to the dark world indefinitely once more, than brought back via the book at a different moment in time that from which he left, the past.

this theory makes a lot of leaps, but it also gives reason to why john already knows call it madness and miles to go, i believe he might use both of these as some sort of anchor to not go mad himself in the dark world, thought he does end up losing parts of himself and of arthur. still, he isnt completely gone, which is why he's eventually capable of becoming john again

it also kind of explains the first sentence the entity ever says in the show

of course, on your first listen you assume he means what happened to arthur a few moments prior, but with the context of a timeloop, he could be referring to the whole shows events, even what we havent seen

later, when john says he doesn't remember who he is either, and arthur says

i understand that the entity knowing what he is might help them both, but it's still a weird thing to say. arthur has just woken up with a corpse and voice in his head, and acts like it's not his first time doing this? i'm not saying he'd remember, but it would make more sense if he was partially amnesiac to the future/past loops like the entity/john

also, i think it's important to distinguish the entity and john, the former being an amnesiac john who has only the potential to become john, but could just as easily become yellow.

last point is, obviously, also a massive stretch.

in part 9, after their first consequential argument (as in it nearly gets them imprisoned), arthur tells this fable to john

which yeah, could be foreshadowing john being the king in yellow in the s1 finale, but. it wouldn't make much sense since john doesn't permanently get him and arthur killed?

i think it goes like this, if it lines up with my theory.

john starts forgetting about the dark world, starts getting dicier and riskier with his and arthur's choices, whether it be about his deal with kayne or other future lies, but he pushes and he keeps pushing until both he and arthur meet their end. at some point, he gets himself sent back to the dark world and arthur killed/otherwise indefinitely unavailable, and as he does, he says "it is in my nature", so the last thing he tell arthur isnt sorry, but an excuse. perhaps they end on bad terms, after all he's promised to not let him drown.

he is left there to rot in his misery with only faint memories of his new self (significant moments, like him telling arthur the poem) and after he starts forgetting, a long time for a place with no time, he is pulled into the book in the past, eventually reaching arthur again. he might recognise arthur's voice, but he might not remember enough at this point, having turned back into the entity, no longer being john.

but hey. this is based on my relisten of s1 and little else. i love stretching the canon to make it make sense lmao

edit 05/12/23 — further proof i only now noticed in episode 30 “The Tenant”

[pluttskutt]

Harrington is quiet where he sits, not participating in the conversation or anything else going on. Seeing this as an opportunity, Eddie slaunters over. "About your throat, the bottle, uhm..."

"Don't worry about it," Steve says, offering a stiff smile.

"Sure?"

"Yeah, yeah." He nods. "Wasn't the first time, you know? And it won't be the last." He gets up and readies himself for the battle talk.

Eddie raises an eyebrow, wanting to ask what that means, but Dustin beckons for their attention to prepare for their battle. "When we get back, I want to hear who the first person was."

Steve looks at him, smile not reaching his eyes. "You got it."

[lirlovesfic]

Miles to Go Before I Sleep

A My Hero Academia fanfic by lirlovesfic

Rating: M for swearing (hello, Bakugou) and canon-typical violence

Characters: just about everybody from the manga plus some cameos from other manga/anime/tv shows

Pairings: Bakugou/Midoriya, Aizawa/Yamada (Eraserhead/Present Mic), other background relationships

Summary:

When Deku left UA after the battle with Shigaraki, he left his ID behind because, unlike his license which only listed his hero name, it had his real name on it. He didn't need it anymore because from this moment on Midoriya Izuku, son of Midoriya Inko, hero student at UA and member of Class 1-A, no longer existed. He was Deku now, and only Deku. After all, the gift of One For All had come with a price, and because he was the quirk’s last holder, Deku was the world’s last chance to defeat All For One. Like it or not, even though his license was only provisional, he was a hero now. He had to be. He would fight All For One, and he would win. There was no other option. But that didn’t mean he’d survive the experience. Midoriya leaves UA to search for Shigaraki and All For One, determined to finally defeat All For One, no matter what it takes. And Bakugou is having none of it.

Chapter Nineteen

Both exhausted and sore, Shouta tried to hold back a wince as he and Hizashi walked down the hall—well, Hizashi was walking, Shouta was using his crutches, something he flatly refused to count as actual walking—from the physical therapy department to the exit. The session, which he’d gone to after spending an hour on quirk training that morning, had been particularly grueling today. For the first time, he’d used the prosthesis that was suitable for hero work that support had made for him. It felt different—a little sturdier, a little heavier, but mostly just different— than the one he’d been using the past week, and despite mild painkillers and a kiss from Recovery Girl, he hurt. But the therapist had told him that given how well he was doing, and the fact that Recovery Girl was able to help heal any inflammation he had as a result of using it, he’d be able to be cane-free in a few weeks.

It might be considered unrealistic, but he was determined to cut that time down to a week. He’d prefer to do it faster, of course. With Midoriya out there virtually alone—no matter how much All Might was helping him, Shouta really didn’t count it as actual help—he needed to get back to work as soon as possible. But any faster wasn’t realistic, no matter how determined he was.

“You are doing so much better, Sho,” said Hizashi.

Shouta ignored the comment. He knew he was doing better than he had been. He also didn’t consider it relevant. He wasn’t able to go out into the field yet, and until he could, he didn’t care how well he was doing. It was a binary choice for him: able to fight or unable to fight. And he was still unable to fight.

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[jimin-updates]

A poem for Jimin:

❤️

[shakertwelve]

through the last numbered chapter. this arc ends with TWO amy interludes but i'm being so brave about it

[deluluwriter]

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask it there is some mistake

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

[besttropeveershowdown]

The SECOND Best Trope Ever Showdown: Round 1, Side A, Poll 2

Lovers to Enemies

When characters who used to be in love or in a relationship end up on different sides of a conflict or opposite factions but the audience can see that the characters still feel love for each other.

Propaganda:

If not even a war can make them stop loving each other, what can? The desperate trying to convince your true love that they're wrong and that you can still be together, but ideals get in the way. Even worse when they're the leaders of the opposite factions, like Cherik.

Miles to Go Before I Sleep

A character must accomplish one last task before death.

No propaganda was submitted.

[not-orphaned-account]

Miles To Go Before I Sleep

In which Satoru and Suguru exist while the world sleeps.

Read it here!

[noorofyoureyes]

[biologicalfandomhippo]

Being a stem major really makes you experience new levels of sleepy you wouldn't previously believe. I want to sleep but unfortunately. Lipids.

[unluckyetymology]

Insomnia you cruel bitch. Release me. Foul god who has cursed me with sleeplessness! Let me rest. God fucking damnit. I fall into a doze and rejoice in my slumber only to realize my heart is pounding and I am eternally awake. Fuck this shit.