#ddarkness

[marxist-amy-rose]

Everyone wants to talk about when Sonic was killed and when Sonic became a prisoner of war, but hardly anyone mentions when TAILS became a WAR CRIMINAL and when Tails straight up DIED.

Yeah he straight up does a Mufasa in the stars and everything because you/Sonic failed to save him in Sonic 2 for the Game Gear. Where's our sad Sonic 2 for the Game Gear post-bad ending fanfic where Sonic is trying to cope with having failed Tails and let him DIE?

[diamondmixi]

BK BE THE VIBE

[smithlord66]

[illmoraineakoi]

Just recently beat the Hollow Knight ending again, and noticed something I hadn't before.

During the final part where Ghost/The Knight is absorbing the Infection from the Hollow Knight, there's a split second where the image of the Radiance can be seen in the orangey fog stuff.

That's not what I noticed. That's normal and obvious, if you know to look for it.

What I never realized before was that, when that happens, the Hollow Knight's sprite vanishes.

She pops them.

They die, on screen.

Usually, the little Radiance burst and the Infection smog hides most of the Knight's sprite, so it's hard to notice even when you watching for the Radiance, but I guess sometimes where the Hollow Knight collapses (and possibly where Ghost stands?) can make it a little easier to still see them when they die.

I mean, I knew they died in the quick ending, obviously, I just hadn't realized that that moment was it. I thought it happened in-between the fight and the final cutscene, in a very heavily implied sorta way.

But no, they just straight up pop when Ghost is absorbing the Radiance from them.

And a scream plays when it happens, so you can also wonder if that was the Radiance screaming in frustration as being reabsorbed by a stronger Vessel, or if it was Hollow's death cry. Fun!

Every detail of the Hollow Knight fight is so awfully depressing, I hate it.

[hollowknightinsanity]

how in the goddamn did i just kill menderbug five minutes into a new file with VENGEFUL SPIRIT

[surreal-ruby]

iyss lonly here in ddis feild..

[dankovskaya]

Time is passing way too fast right now lke actually where did the day go

[slickshane999]

https://musics.to/slickfuckingshane

[dnangelic]

if he told her the truth , would it have felt like a lie ?

he doesn't say anything at first . the ruby scarlet of his eyes peer out from behind his long bangs in their hidden set , staring forlornly at the red of sakura's hand with an intense focus . the chill of his skin gently grasps at hers , and even as his thumb catches thick , bauble-like droplets ; stains the marble of himself with sakura's life and colors , he doesn't so much as flinch .

why are you so worried about that now --- ? he wants to ask . the truth : that he never had any intention of leaving , at least not at the beginning of all of --- this . his lay had been evidence of something special and even his snap , once scoldingly , if not scaldingly administered , would have evaporated into his usual apathetic rest . the truth : that departure now relentlessly infected his considerations , even as he still could have readily told a phantom thief's lie : but of course , i'll stay .

every why turns into a dagger pointed towards his own self ; why shouldn't he ? have left ? all at once , once and for all , you'd be happier without me , anyways --- ( if i didn't exist , something like this wouldn't have happened at all . )

... happy . happy . he could have been happy . hearing her beg and mewl , witnessing her so obedient before him , having things go so readily his own way . and yet , some part of it still disgusts him : she event wanted something ( —- someone , ) like this ? nevertheless , without any further remark or reprimand , the ginger tug of her hand guides them beneath the flow of sink water , and the sharp , stony smell of its purer minerals fills the air alongside the duller traces of blood-iron rust .

--- i'm not satisfied yet either , you know .

his silence continues until he departs for the kit , seeking to take sakura still gently along with him back onto the cushion of her futon . ' sit down , ' he commands , and as he does he unzips and peers into the pilfered kit brought to his side , its findings and functions largely foreign to him --- made out evidently enough by the wrinkle of his nose . a flashlight , ( useless , ) booklets , ( pointless , ) a number of bandaids , ( too small , ) until finally , a wrap of gauze .

( shit ... ) ... would daisuke have known what to do with it ?

waking his other self now after sneaking off to yet another night at sakura's might have only led to disaster . so he pulls the medicinal wrap with a half-puzzled expression , wondering over its application or its sticking , hesitating just a little in a hover before sakura's limb until he delicately takes , and infinitely more awkwardly begins to wrap sakura's hand .

silence . makochi crickets . around and around , the white begins to bulge , until sakura's hand was so thoroughly encased , it looked as if someone had taped a beehive to her fist . witnessing his own disgraceful and inelegant aftermath , dark too can only sigh . not even covering his face could obscure the flush or endlessly embarrassed shame pressing onto him like a guilty animal .

' ... will you still massage my wings ? ' --- a question for a question is his only answer .

He yells for her, she knows he yells her name, knows he even talks to her outside the door—but up until the door actually opens and she nearly falls back into him, none of it registers. Her jaw aches, her whole arm and shoulder and hand aches, but she doesn’t let go until then.

I can’t. I can’t, I can’t, I can’t—!

—but she can because she does stumble as he opens the door, no matter the fact that he’s slow with it, and it’s more than enough to pop her hand outta her mouth with a gasp. It honestly hurts worse to quit doing it, but she has no choice (did she ever?) and she has no choice in the fact that he—that he sees it, and. And.

‘You—idiot.’

And then he’s leaving.

(And that’s right, aint it? That’s how this goes, how it’s always fucking gone—)

(‘Why don’t you two care that I’m leaving!? Why can’t you just care!?’)

No, no, no!

“Dark, stop, wa—!”

Too late; her near-perfect mirror of his own desperate plea is too late as he’s already flying out and off to do whatever. She hardly even had the time to right herself, to pick herself up from where she stumbled—not that she deserved any of it, but dammit. Damn it!

Just as before, almost faster than she can comprehend is her body moving for her; not to move her to another location this time, no, but instead throwing her bitten fist into a wall of the storage closet. The pain is blinding, just about, seeing her fall to her knees to cradle the fist close, but she doesn’t cry out—she doesn’t get to.

It wouldn’t bring him back even if she did; it never brought them back.

(But he’s not them! She fights with herself, desperate—almost as desperate as he’d sounded earlier, as desperate as she’d sounded just now. He’s not them, he’s not them, he’ll be back, so quit fucking thinking—!)

He’s gotta come back.

He’s gotta come back...

He’s gonna come back...!

(He promised—not just with the feather, not even just verbally, it’s just— He promised!)

Don’t go back on that, please—!

The throw and resulting clatter of the first aid kit in the hall knocks Haruka from her spiral while also alerting her to—to—

He’s back. Dark, who came back after what felt like hours (even if she did have a grasp on time, right then, it’d have felt like it), was back, and she somehow didn’t hear it even as he throws the thing around. And that’s what she wanted (even as he’s mad, it’s okay, it’s okay, anger just means he’s—that he’s, that she’s—), but...

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

This— It shouldn’t be, but she, she isn’t used to this. Like Dai, like Furin, like Makochi, Dark kept coming back, and it’s—it’s not what she expects to be right.

But she wanted it to be...so why is she scared again?

All of a sudden, everything is just...not there anymore. The pain, of course, stays—it can’t leave, it won’t for awhile—but everything else becomes uncomfortably absent. It’s not even numbness that she feels, it’s just everything else gone.

She, she—she needs, she has to—

‘Come here.’

And it’s said so—so—

(Dark, you...)

—but all her mind can latch onto is the fact of what it thinks it is—a chance. Despite everything, just like how he came back; does he even know?

—she has to ask.

(Don’t touch, never touch—and yet he’s still calling her to him, and yet he still came back, so she has to.)

“...if I do,” she rasps, even as she stands on shaking legs; her head bowed over, she can’t bring herself to lift it.

“If I... Will you stay?”

Not that she even waits for an answer—without further words, without further delay, defeated—she pulls herself in the direction of his voice.

She can’t look him in the eye, though. Not allowing herself to yet.

“I won’t—I won’t do it again. I swear.” You told me not to, but even with this...

She has to fight the way her voice wants to rise. Biting the inside of her cheek just to keep herself from crying yelling downright begging out loud, though, it breaks. “So just don’t—”

Please. Please don’t go.

[diamondmixi]

I be in someone’s top post like I’m scrolling down my TL

[hollow-knight-fights]

#I'm kinda pity voting for husk warrior#if only for the fact that i never killed them in crossroads#And now the crossroads are infected and i don't know how to kill more to complete the hunters journal (tags by @ben-adryl)

Hollow Knight Fight Round 1, Wave 6

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[soapy-pokemon]

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Fav ddark type - Deino!

look at my stupid lil emo boy

[jingledbells]

GOOD!!! YES!!! IM TRUNING DUSTY TP THE DDARK SIDE MWHAGHAHGHDGHD

[glowling-posting]

I. HH. ITTSS. DDARK? SMMOKE? SS. SSTTUCK? TILLTTED. STTUUCK. HOOWDDO. I.

[allseeingace]

hes cooking bro

just got a horrible fucked up idea for an animation. hold on

[yssring]

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