#happy endings all round

[cairafea]

On the idea of Theseus's Ship: in the end, it's still his, isn't it? It was known as Theseus's, and it will continue to be known as Theseus's.

Even after he has returned to the ground which grew the wood of the hammer used to nail the ship's frame, Even after generations of new wood have rotted and the sails are rags clinging to threads, Even after millennia,

it will still be Theseus's Ship.

Thank you for bringing us home.

Goodnight, Phosphophyllite.

[ethosiab]

Tongo Tak

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Transcript:

Wow. It’s really been a long journey, huh?

The ups and the downs. The highs and the lows.

The cum all the way inside me.

Through it all, that damn machine was always there.

Hard to believe how much it is in the past now.

I hope it’s happy with that musky bear, Sisyphus.

I hope they enjoy their time together. The way I enjoyed my time that damn machine. No matter how much I hate to admit it.

But I think I’ll always look back on what we had and remember it as... the fondest time in my life.

I’ll always look back and remember... That we had this... Say gex.

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[gallawitchxx]

day thirty-one • @gallavichthings kinktober 2024

↳ 31 days of kinks & cards in 3 sentences

WAX PLAY x THREE OF WANDS

By the end of the night, you’re dripping with come and covered in the tri-colored candle Ian insisted on buying at the new sex shop down the block. You’ve survived hours of sensory overload like you’ve never before experienced: the hot sting of the wax, the cool caress of breath blowing it dry, the ache in your balls, the pulse of your prostate, the fullness of Ian’s cock buried so deep your belly bulges, the warm splatter of spunk—yours, a relief, a reward; his, a benefit, a brand. Later, you’ll breathe and bathe, cleaning yourself of all but your filthy memories, but now, you blink and beam, soaking up what you can of Ian’s attention, his praise, and his unconditional, unrelenting love.

[akai-anna]

Round 6

Round: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

[ql-of-all-time-bracket]

QL of All Time - Round 1: Be My Favorite (2023) vs Happy Merry Ending (2023)

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Jaytonio playlist!

Now, this pairing has a special place in my heart. Samurai was the first series I watched, all the way back when I was eleven, and Jayden and Antonio's dynamic is what first hooked me on Power Rangers. It was the first thing I really ever shipped before I even knew what shipping was. (Antonio, is that you? Believe it baby, I'm back! Still think you can take me?) It, more than any other ship in Power Rangers, feels the most canon (even more than actual canon ones). It DEFINES Samurai. It is possibly the one thing that canon Samurai does right.

And thus, here is the playlist for it. Shout out to @khruschevshoe for the "Waterloo" addition- it wasn't on my initial playlist when writing but it is the absolute perfect song to embody these idiots as they get their shit together.

@skyland2703 @madhare0512 @khruschevshoe @liveinalovelyway @disastardly @augment-techs @our-raven-strife-universe @infinitysgrace @estel-eruantien

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw’s Know His Unrestrained Nature Date

⚡Warning: This post contains detailed spoiler’s for a Date which hasn’t released in EN yet!⚡

[Released Date: 16 June 2023]

[This date was translated with the help of Google translate and by my lovely friend!]

[T/N]: Before proceeding further, it's very very important that you understand the hidden meaning behind his karma name!! 

知我疏狂 is an idiom, derived from a Chinese literature work 诗经

the term is used to describe a person’s uninhibited/unrestrained nature/ temperament, while it can also come from a pov of stand-offish and careless nature

The karma name is Shaw’s invitation to the MC to “know his unrestrained nature” as well as experience the color and youth of life!

—

[Section 1]

Knock knock.

I retracted my hand after knocking on the door expectantly, heard the faint sound of footsteps, and quickly cleared my throat.

The moment the door was opened, I raised the small party popper in my hand, and the light-colored strips exploded and “snapped” between me and Shaw.

MC: Ding ding! Mr. Shaw, congratulations on being the only customer of "MC Birthday Customization", Happy birthday!

Amid all the colors, Shaw silently blew away the sticky ribbon from his lips.

Shaw [snorts]: Birthday customization? What new tricks are you playing?

MC: Didn't I say last week that I want to give you an interesting and creative birthday?

MC: So after careful consideration, I’ve decided to do an openly private customization for your birthday.

As I spoke, I patted my backpack mysteriously.

MC: I guarantee that every part of the process will leave you with something you never expected!

Shaw: Unexpected?

Shaw looked at my "professional smile" for a while, and then at the bulging backpack behind me.

Shaw: It sounds very attractive.

Shaw: But unfortunately, I have to go out for a while. For now, I can't see what kind of treasure you have stored in your backpack.

MC [horrified]: Right now?

I opened my mouth wide in surprise, and the curvature of my lips immediately collapsed.

MC: What's the matter this time? Did Professor Shen call you to do labor work? Is your thesis on deadline again?

Shaw: Don't make a fuss, your shouting will make me deaf.

Shaw: It's my private business.

I couldn't help but kick the ribbons under my feet as he tugged his ears indifferently.

MC: What's so urgent? Today is your birthday......

A soft laugh came from overhead, followed by a pop to my head.

Shaw: I didn't say that today isn't my birthday.

Shaw: After all, there's someone who racked her brains for a week, and I have to show some sincerity to appreciate it, otherwise I don't know how many times this matter will be turned over by her.

MC: Who's going to bring up the old score ......?

Although I wasn't convinced, this explanation reassured me, and he opened the door completely as if he had seen through my mind.

Shaw: Alright, if you want to celebrate my birthday earlier, we should finish the work quickly.

MC [excitedly]: Huh? You're gonna take me there?

Seeing his "otherwise" expression, I grasped the straps of my backpack tightly.

This bag is full of preparations for his birthday, so it is safest to carry it with me. Thinking of this, I nodded firmly.

MC: I'll carry it on my back!

[Section 2]

String music surrounded the antique tea house, fresh smell filled up my nose.

I followed Shaw through the open-air Chinese-style corridor and tugged at the hem of his clothes in surprise.

MC: Are you here on business?

Shaw: What is the problem?

MC: No, just a bass player who loves graffiti and skateboards doing private affairs in such a quiet place feels out of place.

Shaw raised his  "oh" tune a bit, and shook our clasped hands meaningfully.

Shaw: And that's out of character? Isn't it more incongruous for me to hold a silly you?

MC [angrily]: Shaw!

Seeing me gritted my teeth, he smiled cheerfully and turned his gaze to the corridor.

Shaw: This place is opened by a highly respected old expert in the antique world. He is an old friend of the old man.

I froze for a moment, then followed his pace closely.

MC: Then what did you come to see him for?

Shaw: He contacted me this morning and asked me to come pick up an item.

I wanted to ask more but Shaw stood in front of a private room, knocked twice on the door, and walked in.

I looked behind him, and the elegant private room was brightly lit, surrounded by exquisite mahogany shelves on three sides.

But there was no one in the private room. Shaw seemed to notice something and picked up a note from a tea table.

Shaw: "Please help yourself"?

MC: What does it mean…

He shrugged, took out his phone, and dialed a number, and after a while, he put the phone back and raised his eyebrows with great interest.

MC: What's wrong?

Shaw: Ah? He told me to fetch the things myself.

MC: I guess the old expert doesn't plan to come.

Shaw: The old man's character is perverse, and has an unpredictable style of behavior. I heard that he also likes to do some small inventions, in short, very strange.

MC: ... You mean, he's weird enough to call you and then stand you up?

Shaw: That's not the case.

Shaw raised the note again and looked at it.

Shaw: He has probably already put the things in this private room.

MC: What is it?

Shaw's nonchalant eyes froze for a moment, and the sunlight shone in his eyes as if swaying a certain long-term memory.

Shaw: A jade bead.

I nodded, took a step forward and searched for the tea table and chairs, and inquired about this Jade bead's information while searching.

MC: Jade beads...is it one of your antique shop deals?

Shaw [angrily]: Do I look like someone who would temporarily stand you up for a deal?

Through the reflection of the window, I saw his sharp eyebrows raised high as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

MC [tries to smooth things out]: Hey, hey, of course not. I just can't figure out what the origin of this jade pearl is since you're in such a hurry to get it.

Shaw lightly grunted, and walked to the mahogany antique shelf, focusing his gaze on exploring the layers. After a while, he opened his mouth.

Shaw: In a sense, this jade bead is my master's thing.

I was dumbfounded for a moment, I didn't realize that what he came to pick up had such a deep meaning.

I walked up to him unconsciously and wanted to continue asking, but saw a bright light on the first floor of the shelf where several copper coins were placed.

My heart moved slightly, and I quickly poked my head in through the shelf, and I saw a delicate small jade bead in the corner.

MC: Found it!

[Section 3]

The moment he held the jade bead, there was a faint mechanical sound in the air. The next moment, as if the mechanism was triggered, there was a huge "clang" sound from the mahogany shelf.

Before I realized what happened, a figure strode towards me and took me into his arms.

Shaw [shouts]: Watch out!

Crash—— something seemed to fall to the ground, I instinctively huddled in front of his chest and glanced out, and found that there were several cabinet doors hidden behind the antique shelf!

And densely packed jade beads fell from the cabinet to the ground, immediately flooding the small open space.

I couldn't help but lift the jade bead I just had picked up, and was surprised to find that these jade beads on the ground were exactly the same as the ones in my hand!

Shaw's expression also flashed a bit of disbelief, he took the jade bead from my hand and threw it in the palm of his hand, frowning.

Shaw: Counterfeit, the weight isn't correct.

MC: Huh? What's the situation?

Shaw lowered his gaze, and after a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and let out a light snort.

Shaw: It is estimated that this weird old man is giving me a problem. He wanted to check whether I could bring back my master things.

I followed his gaze and fell to the jade beads on the ground, feeling like crying.

MC: So many beads ....... It'll take half of the day if we start weighing them one by one!

If it takes too long, then Shaw's birthday... I tried my best to swallow the second half of the sentence and looked at him steadfastly.

MC: Then you tell me the weight of the correct jade bead, me and you finding it together should save a lot of time!

As I said that, I was about to bend down, but he grabbed my arm.

Shaw: That jade bead is priceless, how could he throw it into this pile of rubbish?

I blinked and understood what he meant.

MC: Are jade beads so expensive?

Shaw [amusingly]: Of course, it was brought out from the ancient tomb.

His calm tone made a sound in my heart, and I stuttered for a while.

MC [nervously]: This, isn't this a tomb robbery?

Shaw gave me a funny look and sat lazily by the tea table with his legs crossed.

Shaw: Yes, but it wasn't my master who stole it. It's a long story. I only found out about it by accident after the old man left.

[T/N]: If you've read his bday R&S then you'll know about this “long story”!

As if reminiscing an old memory, his gaze fell unhurriedly to the tree shadow outside the window.

Shaw: When a few foreigners who were selling antiques wanted to enter the ancient tomb to steal this jade pearl, my master and his friends took the initiative to stop it.

Shaw: After finally getting the jade beads, because the old man injured his leg, he was robbed in the end.

MC: …and after that?

Shaw: Later, the jade beads were resold abroad, presumably to avoid the limelight, and it didn't take long for them to disappear.

Shaw: Until today, this strange old man contacted me and said that he found it since he still has to fulfill the agreement he made with my master decades ago.

MC: Agreement?

Shaw: Yes. Whoever finds the jade pearl first will donate it to the museum under my master's name, so we can't let him suffer for nothing.

Hearing such a tumultuous story, I felt a little emotional.

MC: I can't believe your master was a sentimental person...... In addition to collecting antiques, he was also a pioneer in protecting cultural relics.

Shaw [snorts]: He was stubborn.

He smiled, and his voice lowered unconsciously.

Shaw: He stubbornly believes that these cultural relics contain not only material value but also historical weight.

Shaw: And history must stay in a specific environment to be the most original, so cultural relics must stay in the local area.

He was talking about his Master's stubbornness, but there was no trace of negation in his tone, and there was even a bit of yearning in his eyes.

I couldn't help but raise the corners of my lips and go along with his words.

MC: I can tell that your master is very powerful, and his knowledge is very broad

Shaw: What broad knowledge, just a stiff old man.

Seeing him muttering, I wanted to laugh a little, when I accidentally glanced at the copper coins on the mahogany shelf out of the corner of my eye.

Something seemed to pop up in my mind, I blinked and remembered the situation when Shaw was doing divination for me during New Year's Eve.

MC: ….. Shaw.

MC: Do you think the "divination" can tell where the jade pearl is?

Shaw was stunned for a second, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

Shaw [teasingly]: You're something, wait.

He got up and took the three copper coins from the shelf, enclosed them in his palm, and threw them on the table.

After repeating this act six times, he looked at me sideways, and the conviction in his eyes was obvious.

MC: Found it?

Shaw: If what the old man taught me wasn’t a jack of all trades and master of none, then it should be there.

Shaw walked to the southwest corner of the room, bent down, and knocked on the wooden floor which made a clear and hollow sound.

In the next second, he quickly pried open the floor and took out an exquisite wooden carving box, in which there was indeed a round porcelain white jade bead.

The sunlight outside the window reflects it brightly, and it wasn't difficult to see the subtle wear marks on it as traces of ancient years.

So with just one glance, you can see that it was completely different from those jade beads on the ground.

MC: So is this an antiquity? It's not the same as the jade I saw on the market.

Shaw: If you are curious, pick it up and have a look.

MC: Can I? This is a cultural relic......

I turned my head in surprise and met those willful eyes.

Shaw: Although it is a cultural relic, it isn't delicate.

Shaw: It has resisted the erosion of a hundred years, and it is more tenacious than we imagined.

As he said, he picked up the jade bead and put it in my hand, and held my palm with his hand.

Shaw: And my master once said this— —

Shaw: “History is not as old as we imagined, as long as you see it, touch it, you will also become a part of history.”

Shaw: However, I don't think he's quite right.

MC: ….hm?

He chuckled and poked my palm with his finger.

Shaw: Man does not become history, because man himself is history.

Shaw: And history is not the distant and obscure existence that people think it is.

Shaw: To an individual, where’s the need for so many heavy meanings -

Shaw: Everything that happened in the past, present, and future has its own history.

Shaw: Unique and cannot be reproduced.

MC: ……

Looking at the heavy jade bead in my hand, I was inexplicably touched.

At this moment, this jade pearl, which has spanned countless years, has become one of my own histories.

Seemingly seeing me in a daze, Shaw gently pinched my cheek.

Shaw: Well, with that out of the way, it's time to get started on your birthday plans.

His eyes flicked around my face in a joking manner, before landing leisurely on my backpack.

Shaw: For the sake of helping me find this Jade bead, I will fully cooperate with all your plans today.

[Section 4]

Shaw: Birthday elements?

After putting away the jade beads, Shaw looked at the notebook in my hand and raised his eyebrows.

MC [cheerfully explains her plan]: That's right.

MC: Now there are a lot of "birthday element" keywords in this book, you can pick any five.

MC: As for me, I will give you a customized birthday party based on the keywords you choose!

Shaw: Oh? Seems interesting.

He opened the "Birthday Elements" book and read page by page— —

With his subtle movements, different words such as "lively", "quiet", "campfire" and "music" flashed one after another.

It wasn't until the end of the last page that he raised his eyebrows and looked at me.

MC: Have you decided which five to choose?

Shaw: Nope.

Shaw: But I intend to make this random surprise even more unexpected.

He closed his eyes as he said, and tore off five pieces of paper blindly. I hurriedly looked over and found that they were— —

"Lively, indoor, party, music, formal dress."

MC: Ok!

Just when I was about to implement the plan according to these words, Shaw raised a familiar smirk again.

Shaw: Wait, I want to add another one.

He tore off another piece of paper with "private" written on it and shook it in his hand.

Shaw [not missing a chance to make things difficult for her]: Make it a little harder for you. That's what makes it more interesting, isn't it?

Seeing his somewhat sly smile, I hummed softly in my heart twice, this man really underestimated me too much.

I have already imagined the preparation plan for all the permutations and combinations of this element book.

Yes ....... I need to contact someone to help me up!

—

MC: Mr. Shaw, please~

Under my pretentious invitation, we both got out of the car and came to a hotel— —

The lines of the singular architecture were sharp and simple, the matte black definitely added a mysterious temperament.

Seeing Shaw's scrutinizing expression, I happily set my sights on his white shirt and black tie.

This is the costume I specially prepared for Shaw after he finished choosing the keywords.

MC: How's that? Did I mention that my preparation is foolproof? Even if you make it extra difficult, it's not a problem.

Shaw: Well, it's a good start.

Shaw: Then, how can I cooperate with you next?

I smiled and held out my hand.

MC: Of course, hold my hand tight and don't let go.

Soon we walked into the lobby, through a long corridor, and came to the door of the banquet hall.

Listening to the rhythmic music coming from inside, my heart that was hanging in the air was completely relieved.

It seems that all the "preparation plans" have caught up.

I raised my eyebrows at Shaw, signaled him to take a look at it, and pushed open the door.

[Shaw's bgm started playing]

The moment we pushed the door, music and many eyes with blessings came to us in unison.

?.?: Yo, the big birthday star is finally here.

Adam standing in the center raised his chin at us, and Jensen and Randal next to him also raised their glasses at us.

Jensen & Randal: Happy birthday Shaw.

Fitch: Happy Birthday.

Fitch put away his phone and nodded toward Shaw. Immediately afterward, other Live House employees also waved to us.

?.?: Shaw, Happy birthday!

?.?: Wish you to get more handsome! Extra handsome to the next level!

(LMAO whoever gave this blessing to Shaw sure has a good eye! This is one of my favorite blessings!)

For a moment, the blessings overshadowed the music, and they came towards us enthusiastically. Shaw glanced at me, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Shaw: Well, it is really lively.

MC: That’s right—"lively, indoor, party, music, formal attire, private" nothing missing~

MC: However, the keyword "music" is more than just that.

I raised my chin toward the stage ahead, and three mavericks walked up with musical instruments on their backs.

One red-haired foreign man was extremely conspicuous, in addition to his thick smoky makeup, his lips were also painted with oppressive black.

Shaw [the excitement in his voice]: You also invited them here?

The surprise in Shaw's eyes shone brightly, causing me to half-smile with pleasure.

It's a small indie band that he likes, and I had to do everything I could to get them.

MC: In order for the birthday boy to have a happy day, of course, we have to use our brains.

MC: Of course, the most important thing is that I have a heart for you~

Shaw: Oh? What if I don't pick up these elements, what will happen to them?

MC: Of course, the performance was performed as usual, but it was enjoyed by other predestined people~

Boom— the heavy melody of the drums beating swallowed my last note.

Shaw didn't say anything, just smiled and clasped my palm tightly, moving slightly to the music in a good mood.

The light swayed, and the lawfulness pleasure at the bottom of his eyes poured out unrestrainedly. I also raised the corners of my lips and secretly took out my phone to see the time.

There are three minutes left.

Hope to see a happier look on your face.

Thinking of this, I counted down the time in my heart and took a deep breath at the last second.

Click—

All the lights in front of the eyes were extinguished with the climax of the music, and the cheers of the crowd in the dark became more enthusiastic.

I held Shaw's hand tightly and pulled him to run quickly in the direction away from the crowd.

MC: Shaw, follow me!

The clenched hand seemed to pause for a moment, but soon there was a familiar chuckle.

In the increasingly intense music, we are like two lovers running non-stop in a movie, only feeling each other's heartbeat in the noisy world.

Finally, we were far away from the crowd, and I pulled him to squat down in front of an empty dining table.

MC: Big birthday boy, now it's my turn to give you my blessings.

I smiled and took out a small cake box hidden in advance from under the tablecloth.

After carefully taking it apart, I held the palm-sized cake in my palm and lit the top candle.

The small shimmering light illuminated us, and his golden eyes were especially bright.

Looking at each other, Shaw suddenly smiled.

Shaw [there’s clearly a hint of amusement in his voice]: Oh, now it's time for the "private" element.

MC: Well, this shouldn't count as cheating, right?

Shaw: It does count, but it doesn't matter.

Shaw: You've managed to surprise me.

MC: Of course, you must know that I have made a lot of preparations that you can't imagine.

Shaw: What have you prepared?

Shaw: I'm curious as to what other interesting things I've missed.

I looked at the burning candlelight in front of me, and my voice softened.

MC: As for me... I have prepared countless possibilities.

MC: In these possibilities, we will sit by the sea, and watch the sunset around the campfire;

MC: Will have a candlelight dinner at a high mountain top restaurant;

MC: Or go to have a hot pot meal, after eating and drinking. Then, play games all night together.

MC: All in all, no matter which one you choose, I will try to make the day interesting. Be full of surprises.

MC: — Because you are Shaw, you deserve all the interesting and unique moments.

I looked at the person in front of me sincerely, and my heart was surging repeatedly, wanting to give him all my sincerity at this moment.

MC: In fact, when I heard you say today that people themselves are "history". I am even more sure that I want to make every minute and every second of the present moment unique.

MC: No matter how time passes in the future, no one can change this moment.

MC: Because this is the "history" that belongs to you and me.

After I finished speaking in one breath, I fixed my eyes on the person in front of me.

MC: Shaw, happy birthday.

He smiled recklessly, but the warm yellow candle seemed to blend the casualness and dash into the gentle light.

A rare strand of drowning poured from the bottom of those bright eyes, filling my heart with dots.

Shaw [the softness in his voice]: Fool, that's why you try so hard to celebrate my birthday?

Shaw: If you want me to say, our present is already unique, and no one can match us.

He looked at the candlelight with a bit of softness hidden in his eyes.

Shaw: But I have to admit, this heart, these countless interesting "possibilities"...

Shaw [lowers his voice]: It really does make me more like myself.

I didn't hear what he said, and when I tried to ask, he smiled, showing his familiar joking expression.

Shaw: You know what? It's been said that people can often see through things as to what has happened in the past.

Shaw: It is also possible to see in people what will happen to them in the future.

He came closer to me, his eyes tracing me a little bit. Fragments of light faintly glow in the bottom of his eyes, only reflecting my face.

Shaw: So I see a lot of that in you too.

MC: So what do you see?

Shaw [tries his best to hide his excitement]: Stupid and stubborn.

Shaw: But it often surprises me, and even makes me admire it a bit.

Shaw: This is the future I see.

I couldn't help but laugh and follow his lead.

MC: You seem to see quite accurately, then let me also take a look ~

But before my eyes could settle down for a second, he suddenly blew out the candle and we plunged into embers of darkness.

Shaw [whispers]: I won't let you see it.

Shaw: Wouldn't it be boring to let you know all about it?

MC: What's that?

The soft-touch passed over my lips, and all the feelings in the darkness were magnified and engraved in my heart together.

And his voice slipped out from between his lips.

Shaw: However, one thing is certain about my future.

Shaw [lightly whispers]: And that you’ll continue to be interesting with me.

—

🎉 Call

🎉 Moment

🎉 Epilogue

[ninyard]

No but imagine if kevin come back totally broken and nobody know what to do, especially andrew after his deal or he just end up dead and the foxes don’t know how to adapt after that

like not only did kevin get this taste of freedom only to then find himself exactly back where he started, i think it'd be so much worse because he's had that freedom. he's in the nest knowing he doesn't deserve this, that he doesn't have to be afraid of riko, that he's capable of healing, but still he leaves it destroyed and broken. then neil is gone in whatever way he's gone, and andrew's promise has been broken. it'd be awful and messy and heartbreaking and just the worst thing for kevin to have to go through again.

and if kevin died? hoooo boy. would david ever find out he was his son, if neil hadn't gone to the nest? would andrew survive it? would the foxes as a team even be able to survive it?

[oseike]

I've been hurting myself with this thought that just won't leave me so I'm sharing it so others can suffer with me, hi

But

The one who suffered the most from the group regression was Yoo Joonghyuk.

Let's look at it this way: When 49!kdj collapses, the party ends up with the knowledge that someday, the Kim Dokja in front of them will just disappear. He won't wake up, and will remain as he is until that time. So, they band together under Yoo Joonghyuk, who has evolved his skill into allowing a group to regress, and they go back to save the rest of him. At this time, Yoo Joonghyuk regains his memories of his Turn Zero, and he realizes his sponsor - that silent force that has been watching him all 1864 rounds - was Kim Dokja all along, likely observing from that train.

Then they get there. They reach him, they dig him out of that subway car....and they have already failed. The end result is Kim Dokja in a coma, now looking younger as well.

To the rest of the party, it really is a zero sum, or maybe slightly better even. They started with a comatose, incomplete Kim Dokja who would never wake up and would someday disappear. They ended with potentially even less of Kim Dokja, still in a coma never to awaken, but without the surety that he would disappear. Essentially, nothing was gained, but also nothing really was lost.

Except for Yoo Joonghyuk.

To Yoo Joonghyuk, he intended to rescue Kim Dokja - to complete his own original desire to finally meet the person who led him through his first life, to face the one who has been watching him since then, and rescue his life and death companion.

But what he is left with is so much worse. Not only does he fail, but after they return, that sponsor, that gaze that had been watching him - a gaze he had come to hate but now no longer could - was also gone. He has to live with the knowledge that Kim Dokja had watched him sink into hatred for him, had sworn to kill him, and then in the moment when he had returned at last, intending to save him, he instead fulfilled the dark wish he had made for countless lives instead. There is a black stain on his sword he can't get rid of that is proof of that.

If he had not regressed, if he had not gone to save Kim Dokja, then Yoo Joonghyuk would not have been the one to strike down the last remnants of him. The gaze of that sponsor would have simply faded away with the system, and he wouldn't know what happened to Kim Dokja. He would probably believe he would just keep living to watch over the world lines forever.

Instead, he has to live with the knowledge that he rushed Kim Dokja to his death, and cut him down at the last. The comatose Kim Dokja he has now is a cold reminder of what he truly lost, and the sky that used to be alive with that silent gaze is now wholly empty. For the first time in 1865 rounds, he is alone, and that fact is not a celebration, but a dirge.

[everysongineverykey]

so-called doomerists when "If you want to imagine the future, imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends. And if you want to imagine the future, imagine a boot... no, imagine a sneaker, laces trailing, kicking a pebble; imagine a stick, to poke at interesting things, and throw for a dog that may or may not decide to retrieve it; imagine a tuneless whistle, pounding some luckless popular song into insensibility; imagine a figure, half angel, half devil, all human... Slouching hopefully towards Tadfield. ...for ever."

[pixelpaladin24]

I have never, ever been more proud of myself for beating a game. This is the most satisfying feeling ever, I swear. This game was extremely hard for me, but I really can not wait to get right back in Krat! I love this game. Every single second of it was, and is, amazing (even if it brought my pulse past 120 bpm 🤣). 🖤

Now, I can properly start my new playthrough on my Steam save. 😏 But I'll play more casually, and only when the mood strikes - I need to get into Veilguard!

[eggo-tistical]

I watched it. DAMN YOU LUKA, HOW DARE YOU WINNNNN!!! MY POOR LITTLE BABY BOY TILL WAHHHHHHHHHHH

Anyways, yeah. This shits fire 🔥

I immediately latched onto Till and cried a lil when he died soooo....

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME??? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FANFICTION I'M GOING TO HAVE TO READ TO MAKE UP FOR THIS???

Anyways, worth it.

OOH YOU ACTUALLY WENT AND WATCHED IT!!!??!!!!!???!

IM SORRYYY I GET IT I EXPERIENCED ALL THE STAGES (ha) OF GRIEF EACH EPISODE… vivinos qmeng and their team are cruel cruel geniuses, i swear. so fire, so heartwrenching 💔💔

enjoy your fanfics and fanart, i’ll be here dreaming up more alnst x death note crossovers.. the brainbugs never stop going

[hello-universe-lovers]

Last piece for 2023, it will be 2024 soon in a few hours for me, so Happy New Year. May we don't all get Cooked, this coming year/j

[visualtaehyun]

As usual with final episodes, I'm too emotional and happy to form coherent thoughts so this is just the notes I took down while watching ep. 12 of Last Twilight. No explanations or romanizations, just vibes and feels ✌️

1/4

ไนท์->พอใจ: โทษที่นะเธอ

พอใจ->ไนท์: เป็นไง เค้าสวยไหม (not sure if I heard it right or not but this is the only time the entire episode where I heard her use any pronoun for herself while talking to Night)

WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS MORK!!!

The bag of the bookshop reads 'hope' in Braille (tried Thai Braille but it's not, it's Latin-based) and underneath it- 'READ EVERY DAY'

whatever happened in 2/4- I didn't take anything down about it

3/4

so emotional at Khun Mhon's blessing for NightPorjai, and then the waterworks opened as soon as I heard Khun Mhon call herself แม่ while addressing Porjai and Porjai said ขอบคุณนะคะ แม่ -> Mork turns away to wipe a tear and I pause the video to get a tissue 😭

Namtan and Mark are so good 🥹🥺

I love how dedicated Porjai and Night are to Day and Mork's happiness that they not only keep trying to give them opportunities but even leave their own wedding! to rush Day to the airport!!

I fucking love Porjai 😂

the fam's so happy for MorkDay 🥹

honestly surprised to see Day regaining sight!

4/4

ไนท์->ภูมิใจ: เดี๋ยวปะป๊ากินให้นะคะ 🥹

and softly asking her if she wants some pasta too: อยากกินไหมคะ

IMMEDIATE WATERWORKS AT KHUN MHON TELLING MORK TO CALL HER แม่ 😭 I've been anticipating this and it's everything to me (he does call her คุณแม่ though, slightly different to Porjai calling her แม่)

Porjai is preggers again omg 🥹❤️

[ql-of-all-time-bracket]

QL of All Time - Round 1 (Loser Bracket): Star and Sky: Sky in Your Heart (2022) vs Happy Merry Ending (2023)