#i already knew i still liked him but dear LORD 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Ourh.... did you guys know that I've only ever dropped two f/os, one being Stanley Ipkiss from the Mask.

What if. Wh what. What if I said he is still so so so adorable 🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

i am finally home and i'm pretty knackered but aaaahhh what a weekend!! ✨✨ so much happened in such a short amount of time, i'm still processing i think (also some personal stuff, that i won't bore you with). but yeah, the shows were absolutely epic, they were such good crowds for london standards. very rowdy but overall the atmosphere was amazing, and tbh that's probably in part because miles just exudes such incredible energy himself, if you ask me

just a little snippet of don't forget who you are from yesterday (night two) to illustrate:

also, a few random things i'm remembering now (which i'll put under the cut because i apparently remembered more than i thought):

miles seemed really really into it both nights, and really centered somehow? he was clearly having a blast and had everyone eating out of the palm of his hand, he's just SUCH an incredible showman. that's nothing new of course, but I was once again struck by just how very special and awe inspiring and just incredibly fun it is to watch him do his thing on stage. no one does it like miles fucking kane, baby

also, there were so many men in the audience who were just really letting go during the show, hugging their mates and singing the lyrics at each other, even full on crying when miles played colour of the trap (not even kidding, actual tears streaming down their faces). i don't think i've ever seen that at another gig to that extent, really. miles and his music seem to have - for want of a better phrase - a sort of liberating effect on a lot of men that's really nice to witness

on night one miles slipped on a spilled drink on stage and took a little tumble, but he recovered like a king and honestly it just made him look even cooler somehow lol

his arms and shoulders......... are sooooooo...... 🔥🔥🔥 dear fucking lord. his shoulders are broader than ever and honestly it was very hard to concentrate on anything else 🫠

after the show, we were chatting to ben for a bit who was just the sweetest and again talked about how he was a fan first (of arctic monkeys and tlsp and miles) and then sort of organically came to be a part of the band, and has just been having the time of his life so far! we were still chatting to him when miles came out after night 1, and when everyone started whooping, ben started screaming 'aaaaaahhh miles!!!' really loudly as a joke, before starting an impromptu chorus of the don't forget who you are 'la la la' that everyone joined in on. it was pretty hilarious

liam was super sweet too, and when he learned that i was dutch he was like 'oh we're playing a show in holland next week!' so i was like 'i know, i'm going!' and then he offered to put me on the guestlist, which was very kind of him even though i already have tickets lmao. he and ben both were very excited for that show for some reason, which made me even more excited as well!!

after night two ben and liam shared a massive hug outside and they both seemed really emotional, which was very sweet to see 🥺

nathan is the loveliest man alive. he said this tour was definitely the best one yet because the energy's just been amazing! he also asked us what are favourite album and song of the night was (his own fave was never taking me alive) and when I mentioned i just loved the bassline in coup de grace so much, he said it was as fun to play as it sounds, and that on the album it was actually miles who played it (that's probably common knowledge, but i didn't know!)

he also said that the band really is very close and they're all equals, and miles always says "we", and that he really is as kind and lovely as he seems 🥺 i mean, we knew that, but it was still really lovely to hear!

and of course, miles was once again just the most wonderful, gracious man ever with his fans, chatting to as many people as he could and taking pics with them and cooing at turtle paraphernalia, all while looking and smelling absolutely diviiiiine. he did seemed pretty knackered though, especially after night two, but that makes sense i think. and yet he still came out! truly a hero

as for my own chat with him, i for some reason went up to him like 'hiiiiiiiiiiiii' with my hands held out to him (idk man), and he just reciprocated my enthusiasm and took my hands and then held them and looked me in the eye while i rambled at him about how incredible i thought the show and he himself were, and he was just completely lovely, as always 🥺 such an angel

oh and finally, maxie is apparently staying with miles's mum while miles is on tour 🥺

i'm sure i'm forgetting things but this is already long enough 🙈 going to catch some zzz's now, i need them after this weekend

[istillbelieveinmagic142]

AND ANOTHER THING.

I get for story purposes it’s supposed to imply that it (the miracle cure ‘vaccine’) would’ve maybe worked and Joel blablabla—‘condemns’ (gag, for hamfisted already proving who’s side the narrative wants you to be on instead of trying to balance between BOTH perspectives being more right or wrong) humanity to die out and never return to its formal glory, but in all likelihood—NO scientist is getting something like that right on the first try. Ellie’s kind of an anomaly at the moment with no others like her found yet??? You’re telling me he’s just gonna kill her & hope for the best in using what he has over her brain tissue/nerves or whatever the fuck?? What if it doesn’t work, & then the evil (because YES, you are EVIL if you try to knowingly slaughter a child, even for the ‘greater good’ that a humanity who survives on Ellie’s death wouldn’t even deserve & might as well end up being The Original Sin TM 2.0, and fuck the game and the show for trying to imply this bitch of a doctor was a decent human being. Maybe he had depth/cognitive dissonance enough to save animals/zebras or whatever while also being willing to vivisect a CHILD, but that still doesn’t make him not scum that deserved what he got) doctor gets it wrong, & then he just blew humanity’s only chance at a cure, because he didn’t have any goddamn patience?

You know the REAL reason he was rushing things? Because that asshole sorry excuse of a ‘father’ (you can’t tell me he didn’t fill Abby’s head with propaganda if she’s somehow cool with the idea of also being slaughtered if it was her) KNEW if he ASKED Ellie to sacrifice herself/gave her a choice there was a risk she’d say no. THAT’S why he chose to kill so quickly in the name of ‘humanity’. Because he knew it was going to be his only shot to do it in a way that would trick a CHILD & FATHER FIGURE into allowing it to happen. I’m not above knowing one life isn’t worth more than a billion in a scenario where one has to CHOOSE between who to SAVE. But this is NOT that. This isn’t asking: is it moral to choose one life over all of humanity/the world/galaxy/whatever fandom you’re in? (ie; echoing my blorbo Anakin vibes who I judge him for). Instead, this stupid game/show is asking: is it moral to allow a CHILD to be slaughtered so humanity can be ‘saved’ into continuing on/not going extinct. And guess what? The answer to that is a big fat NO. If humanity’s survival depends on slaughtering a CHILD, then it deserves to die. 🤷‍♀️

Fuck Abby Anderson, & fuck her hypocrite of a father. The bastard deserved what he got. And so did every single scientist Joel killed who were willing to slaughter a—again from the top of my lungs since some fans don’t seem to understand how the doctor wasn’t a ‘poor little innocent man’ Joel murdered to SAVE Ellie’s life from being taken from her—CHILD to ‘help’ humanity continue on.

As even IF humanity would even DESERVE to continue living after something pure evil like THAT was how the species went on.

Hope Abby and all of her friends die screaming under Ellie’s boot.

Yeah, I got a lotta rage. Lol. I don’t usually write anti meta about a character like this (and believe it or not it ISN’T meant to antagonize her fans and is just so I can vent my thoughts on my personal blog), but dear LORD this half baked cold bitch of a character that was so clearly shoved down our throats out of the game developer’s need to ‘preach’ to us about some hamfisted theme of ‘revenge bad!’ and ‘Ellie should’ve let goooo and healedddd like dear saintly ABBY! Isn’t she sooooo much worse than our buff queennnn? 😜😒🙃’ fills me with the most white hot rage imaginable.

They will NEVER get me to care about her. I have never understood exactly what audience’s might hate about being ‘preached’ to, until I was basically having it shoved in my face twenty four seven to try to make me feel bad for Joel’s murderer/torturer: “ooooh, Abby and Lev are just like JOEL AND ELLIE! 🥺 Don’t you feel baddd for them and see Abby isn’t a bad person at alllll just like dear Joelllll.” The way it’s just SO transparent what they’re trying to do by making Abby turn softer from her absolutely disgusting and heartless introduction shows just how much they were working to try and force the audience’s sympathy instead of allow Abby to EARN it herself. The entire narrative clearly blares loudly: “(gasp) 😱 See what a MONSTER Ellie has become! She should’ve broken the cycle of violenceeee. It’s HER fault she loses more since she doesn’t quit and let Abby get away with murdering her father figure/ruining her lifeeeee.” 😤🥶🤬😒

Maybe I wouldn’t despise Abby so much if it wasn’t SO damn clear from the beginning that the game developers are completely on her side and act like what she did was justified when it LITERALLY FUCKING ISN’T! By all accounts and purposes, Joel used self defense/man slaughter/whatever the legal term is to DEFEND Ellie—a CHILD—to save her life and to keep her from being MURDERED. Every person he killed was trying to stop him from saving Ellie, and therefore every person he killed in that Firefly compound were COMPLICIT in trying to have a CHILD murdered in the most horrifying manner by being cut apart like a frog WITHOUT EVEN GIVING HER THE AUTONOMY TO CHOOSE FOR HERSELF!!! How does this shit not REGISTER with everyone? How is there even ONE person who can say he made the wrong decision here? The ONLY thing I will say Joel did wrong is lying to Ellie about it, but that’s it. It’s literally it. Other than that, Joel did everything right.

You can argue he didn’t necessarily do it for the REASON it was truly right (ie; about Ellie having the autonomy to choose over her own life and death or whether it was a more human/understandable/still selfish fear of not wanting to lose another daughter again), but you literally CANNOT say that Joel was wrong for saving a CHILD’S life from being slaughtered like some guinea pig. Anyone who says so is just… wrong. 😭🤷‍♀️ There is NO scenario where it will EVER be morally correct that a CHILD being SLAUGHTERED is the ‘lesser evil’ to save a humanity that wouldn’t even deserve to exist anymore after that.

God, it’s NEVER gonna happen, but I HOPE Ellie kills this cold hearted bitch in the show. I have NEVER despised a character more than I despise Abby Anderson. And that’s saying something, because Negan from The Walking Dead is already Number #1 in my ‘they could never make me love/forgive you’ book. He and Abby might just be tied for first place, because the narrative for BOTH fandom story genres just LOVE to bend over backwards to try and inorganically make them seem sympathetic to the audience and give some halfhearted ‘redemption arc’ with a kid half the time to ‘prove’ they’re decent now and everyone should get over what they did and acts like the heroes/main characters are somehow the ones who MADE them have to react in certain heartless ways.

I’ll admit Negan’s arc tries more than Abby’s arc (at least in the OG Walking Dead show. Once they threw in a wife and kid for ‘sympathy’ points, they basically threw any chance of SHOWING Negan ORGANICALLY working to try to become a better person/realize his mistakes in an ORGANIC way in the garbage by having it all being about trying to humanize him with a wife and kid that weren’t even earned and that he got offscreen). What does Abby get? She gets her Ellie 2.0 kid on screen. But it’s SO obviously hamfisted to be a dark mirror of Joel and Ellie’s relationship to drum up sympathy that it just enrages me and I can’t take it seriously. It reminds me of when my brother made me watch this show called The Last Ship and how one of the women characters named Rachel (the love interest being fridged! Who would’ve guessed!) are killed off for the main male character’s man pain, and how IMMEDIATELY the next episode/Season they have an ‘old ex-girlfriend’ show up which is SO clearly meant to be—‘here’s replacement Rachel!’, that I could NOT help but hate the character immediately, despite the fact she wasn’t necessarily a bad person or that badly written. But since it was SO obvious what the writers were trying to pull—I despised the character and felt rage whenever she was on screen because she was so clearly just ‘replacement Rachel’ and it drove me crazy.

THAT’S how I feel about Abby for The Last of Us. The game developers SO clearly try to force down your throat that Abby is a dark mirror ‘replacement Joel!’ that you’re supposed to learn to love and want to win and get away from Ellie’s wrath, and I fucking hate it. I always will. I refuse to accept this half baked manipulation into trying to feel bad for a character who tortured someone to death. If Joel was killed for some of the bad things it’s implied he’s done before Ellie, that might be different. But he’s not. The narrative condemns him for his DECISION TO SAVE ELLIE, and says that it was ‘wrong’ to not allow humanity to continue on from the backbone of a CHILD’S slaughter, and I will always call BS on that. Joel didn’t deserve his fate, and Abby SURE as HELL didn’t deserve the right to kill him. Fuck her, and fuck the way the narrative bends around her to justify her actions when they’re just as hypocritical as they sound.

Joel, get up... THE LAST OF US (2023- ) — 2.02 “Through the Valley”

[charliedawn]

Hello request for female/reader

I would like to see the scenario where he react positively to the pregnancy and sees it as another opportunity since his last child passed away . he’s happy he gets to have those moments now like seeing her be pregnant and give birth ,his son first footsteps his first words. Seeing him grow.🥺 I just want Morpheus to have happiness his has so much tragedy in his long life. Basically the complete opposite him crying and reacting happily to the news from the beginning fluff and wholesomeness

You had tried to get some alone time with your husband for days now to inform him of the joyful news of your pregnancy, but found him too busy with the mortal world's problems to be able to spare you a moment.

However, you understood the importance of his role as a ruler and decided to postpone the announcement for later.

Problem was, later arrived quicker than anticipated as your baby bum started growing perceptibly in the weeks to follow and some of Morpheus' subjects noticed, including Lucienne.

She seemed inclined to ask you directly for confirmation, but found that the question would be far too personal and that if you had wanted to share it with her, you would have done so already.

But, she was indeed very surprised when a few days later, Morpheus came to her with a troubled mind.

Morpheus : "Lucienne. I am here to ask you about Y/N. I haven't seen her in quite some time and I am starting to worry she might have fallen sick ? Or, that she's even been avoiding me on purpose ? Has she said anything to you ?"

She remained silent for a while, wondering if she should share her suspicions with her lord or not.

Morpheus seemed to be genuinely worried as to your sudden disregard and even though he hadn't voiced it, he seemed down.

However, he noticed her thoughtful expression and hesitancy and took a step forward; silently urging the librarian to share her thoughts, which she eventually did.

Lucienne *sighs and after having placed back a book on its rightful shelf, turns towards Morpheus* : "It is not my place to say, my lord..But, I think it is important you know how dear Y/N is to us all and that it is primordial you show her as much love and support as you possibly can for what will happen next."

Morpheus frowned in incomprehension at his librarian's enigmatic words until she sighed and finally explained.

"It has not yet been proven, but the kingdom suspects she might be hiding more than just a sickness."

He still didn't understand and Lucienne had to refrain an exasperated eye roll.

"She might be pregnant my lord.", she clarified and Morpheus seemed utterly stunned at the news. Pregnant ? Could it be..? He stilled for a few seconds to let the information slowly settle in.

A baby ? He was going to be a father ?

Lucienne mistook his silence for anger or her lord being upset by the news, so she quickly added for your sake.

"It has yet to be confirmed, sir. I could be wrong and Y/N.."

But before she could go on, Morpheus was already out of the library and marching rapidly towards your bedroom.

He flung the doors open and found you there with wide frightened eyes. He didn't miss the way you instinctively shielded your stomach with your forearms.

"So...It is true.", he stated plainly, more to himself than to you, but you still nodded.

"I'm sorry..I know I should have told you. You were just so busy and I didn't want to disturb you and.."

He kissed you and stopped your rambling at the same time.

You knew it was probably a stratagem to keep you quiet, but you didn't mind as Morpheus seemed so happy all of a sudden.

He laughed and held you close, looking down to stare at the growing baby bum and smiled, his hand travelling from the side of your hips to your belly, stroking the skin there gently with his thumb.

"My love. You just made me the happiest creature in all the universes.", he declared confidently and you were shocked by how happy Morpheus looked. His whole being was glowing and even though you had expected every possible outcome of this conversation, it had never occurred to you that Morpheus actually wanted a baby.

But, by the way he was lovingly tracing your stomach and drawing slow and careful patterns there...It was obvious he had been waiting for—or at least expected it.

"Aren't you a little bit upset ? I mean..I know about your loss and I wouldn't want you to feel as if you had to..", you started and Morpheus frowned at your words, as if astounded by the notion alone.

"Had to ? My dearest love, you have just given me a second chance. I would be a fool to walk away. And, if you were ever under the impression I would ? Then, I should be the one apologizing to you. Begging you for forgiveness."

Seeing Morpheus so determined and apologetic brought tears of joy in your eyes.

"My love..I would love nothing more than to raise that child alongside you."

Relief washed over you and you let out a soft chuckle as all of your worries vanished into nothingness.

Morpheus wanted the child and—just because of that—you couldn't help but be excited for that child to grow up and see the world and all the love he would be surrounded with..

Then, another thought crossed your mind.

You would probably have to go see Lucienne and inform her of her new position as the child's godmother/entitled babysitter ?

After Orpheus' (1st child) birth :

Even though it was hard for Morpheus at the beginning to get over his first son's death, seeing Orpheus (your son) made him reconsider his decision to never let happiness find its way into his life again.

The moment his eyes landed on him, he knew he would love him until the day he was to depart this world to the next.

Morpheus *when he saw Orpheus for the first time* : "...He is beautiful. I...Y/N. Can you believe that we created this creature of light ?"

He turned towards you with such a bright smile on his face, it left you speechless.

You had never seen Morpheus so happy..

It warmed your heart and, you knew he would be a great father to your son, which he turned out to be.

He taught Orpheus how to control his powers and to love life, respect every creature on earth to the smallest and to consider the most insignificant in the scale of the world.

Morpheus *extends a flower to Orpheus who observes it with confusion*

Orpheus : "...Why give me this, father ? There are millions of the sort."

Morpheus *smiles knowingly at his son* : "That's where you are wrong, Orpheus. A flower is just as important as any living being in the universe. Just like every human is unique and must be cherished, it must be too. Flowers are the very first creatures who ever lived, the first ones to dream even..And if you are to eventually help me, you must understand their importance."

It brought a smile to your face: witnessing one of their father-son moments, and even more when you saw Orpheus take a liking to gardening in the months to follow..

Morpheus became a role model to Orpheus and in return, Orpheus helped Morpheus get rid of all his self-doubt and past regrets.

Orpheus *watches in awe when he sees Morpheus creating Dreams and Nightmares* : "Could you teach me how to create Dreams of my own ?"

Morpheus *stops to ponder on his request before turning towards Orpheus with a small smile* : "Perhaps. Some day. When you are ready."

It motivated Orpheus to work harder, so he may one day be worthy of his father's powers and charge.

Seeing Orpheus grow up into a perfectly fine young man...

It led to the next decision of your husband that would change your life forever. Again.

"I want another one.", he once informed you calmly as you were sitting down next to each other in comfortable silence.

You didn't understand at first, not until you followed the direction he was looking at and found Orpheus, running mindlessly after butterflies among Fiddler's Green's tall grass. Your eyes widened significantly at the realization of what he meant.

"Excuse me, Mr Greedy ?! I'm no baby maker. Are you going to carry it ?", you asked with a playful smile, not expecting Morpheus to consider or even agree to the idea.

But, you had learned to expect the unexpected when it came to Morpheus.

"If you wish me to ?"

His answer almost made you fall off your chair in astonishment.

"Wait..Are you serious ?! Is it even possible ?!"

Morpheus sent you an enigmatic smile before nodding affirmatively.

"Gender does not apply to Endless. We can be whoever we want and take many shapes and forms.."

Welp. At least now, you knew.

You thought about it for a moment before finally replying—outraged at the notion that many of your pains could have been avoided.

"I...Wait a minute...You mean to tell me I have been suffering through the pain cramps, the vomiting, the food urges and everything...When you could have simply carried Orpheus and remain your gorgeous self ?!"

Morpheus seemed to understand that your reasoning didn't really go in his favor and decided to leave without answering you, walking away with a flawless dramatic billowing of his long coat..

You *running after him* : "OH NO, YOU DON'T ! COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT MORPHEUS DREAM OF THE ENDLESS, OR I SWEAR YOU WON'T HAVE A WIFE TO RETURN TO !"

After Selena's (2nd child) birth :

And that was how Selena was born. Your second child, and Morpheus' little princess and your pearl of joy.

Delicate. Curious. Sensitive.

She was fit to become a queen in his realm. And, she did. The realm loved Orpheus, but they worshipped Selena who was the incarnation of kindness.

Surprisingly enough, she didn't inherit Morpheus' powers, even though he did carry her for the whole duration of the pregnancy.

But, she really didn't need them as the entire kingdom was there to protect her and wouldn't let anything happen to her.

They are all wrapped around her little finger and even Morpheus can't help but bend to her every whim. Motherly and fatherly instincts kicking in..

You *sigh loudly when you find out Selena has now a goat friend and turn towards Morpheus with a raised eyebrow* : "...You brought her a goat as a pet for her birthday ? Really ?"

Morpheus *looks away and corrects you* : "It's a ram."

You *sarcastically* : "Oh. Excuse me, Morpheus. Let me rephrase that. Did you bring a RAM for our daughter's birthday ? An animal with two big horns, twice her size, and that could easily trample her ? Is that better ?"

Morpheus *returns your gaze with a small amused smile* : "I made it. It would never hurt her. Besides, she asked for one. And who am I to deny her ?"

You : "...Her parent ?"

Needless to say, you didn't get an answer..

Selena *smiles excitedly and brings you her new friend* : "LOOK MOM, HE'S GOT FATHER'S EYES !"

And needless to say, you burst out laughing as the goat and your husband started a staring contest, both wondering what she meant by that.

😂

[waynes-multiverse]

Dear effing Lord, finally!! Do you know how long I've been thinking about this? For weeks, my mind would randomly break into angst sweats and go "Please let them be okay" 😅🙈

That being said, I looooved the angst in this one, but I'm glad they stopped being idiots. FUCKING FINALLY 🥳����👏💕

Then Lisa’s tongue brushed against his lips, and something inside him snapped.

Same bro same... I'm still fucking livid about this 🤬 Still wanna Mean Girls throw Lisa in front of a bus 😂

Lisa hadn’t pulled that kiss out of nowhere. And that was on him.

I love how quickly he came to the realization that it wasn't just solely Lisa's fault and he hadn't established clear enough boundaries. Good boy 👏

He honestly shouldn't blame himself too much, though. This whole arrangment with him and reader was emotionally super confusing for both. But I'm so happy they both got to the point where they know the other one is their fucking person and there's no way back 🫶

That watching you with someone else had gutted him.

I knew this was the reason why he dated Lisa for so long! God, Dean's such a toddler when it comes to dealing with feelings 😆

Benny sighed, exchanging a look with Cas. Then he met Dean’s frantic gaze, his expression heavy. “She’s gone, brother.”

I loved this bit so much because Cas and Benny didn't officially know yet what was going on, right? (Or have the girls already told them? 😂) But anyway, I love how they just knew because they're such good friends, they saw what was going on all along 🫶

“Psych! You’ve reached my voicemail. Leave a message, and I’ll get back to you when I can.”

The "psych" kills me every time 🤣🤣 She's such an adorable goofball. I can see them having the weirdest ass "couples" answering machine message 😂🩷

And she knew the truth, even if he'd never said it out loud.

Oh, I'm sure Jo did. Everyone fucking did but them 😂🫶

But of course she was messing with him lol. Appreciated Bobby so much so in this scene. Dad approves 🥹

“Mmm, don’ wan’ it,” slurred a familiar voice.

God, I love you for giving me drunk Sam 🤣 Honestly one of my favorite Sam canons lol

Behind him he heard your soft laugh from the doorway, and his heart stuttered.

I'm so surpised she stayed! I was so anxious she was just gonna leave as soon as Dean disappeared with Sam, but I guess we would've gone in circles forever 😅

Your initials and his, carved deep into the wood, surrounded by a jagged looking heart.

It was the last summer before you both transitioned into high school, when you had convinced yourself that things would change—that once he stepped into that next chapter, he wouldn’t want you by his side anymore. But Dean had known better. Even then, he knew nothing could tear you apart. And sure, he made other friends—Cas, Benny, Gabe—but you were never a question. You were the heart of the group. The one person he could never do without. So, he had taken his pocketknife and left a mark. Something permanent. A promise that no matter what, you would always be his best friend. A promise he felt like he had broken.

Gawwwwd, stop 😭 You're absolutely maiming my heart here! Like little Dean carving that shit and being so sweet, and now grown Dean's looking at it and thinking he broke that promise... Why you do this to me, Abbie 😭😭😭💔

“But you never choose me,” you whispered, voice breaking.

That might've broken me, not just Dean 😭 It's so incredibly heartbreaking she felt this way for so long 🥺

And then your lips were on his, and he felt like he could breathe again.

GAAAAAAAH I'm so happy they finally get their HEA!!! They deserve it so much 🥹💕

Man, I'm such a sucker for the childhood friends to lovers stories. They're just something so pure in finding your soulmate and best friend for life this early 🥰

Can't wait for my reward next chapter! 😜 Seriously, Abbie, I love this series so much!!! 🩷

The Arrangement - Chapter Nine

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Can Dean make it in time to fix things, or has he lost you for good?

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings/tags: Hurt, angst, silly idiots in love, Sam is a lightweight! fluff!

AN: Okay, I know we left the last one off on a bit of a cliffhanger, 😅but here it is, the conclusion. I hope you guys enjoy it ❤️

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For a second, Dean just stood there, stunned. Then Lisa’s tongue brushed against his lips, and something inside him snapped.

No.

This was wrong.

Dean ripped her hands off his jacket, recoiling from the kiss, his lips tingling unpleasantly.

“Happy New Year, baby,” Lisa murmured, her voice sweet, smug, like she had won something, like this was mutual.

His jaw locked.

“What the fuck, Lisa?” His voice came out harsher than he meant, but he didn’t care. He stepped back, shaking his head.

Lisa blinked, her smile faltering. “Dean, come on—”

“No.” He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face. “This isn’t—this was never—”

His pulse thundered, frustration curling in his gut.

He should’ve seen this coming.

He had seen it coming.

And still, he had let it happen.

Lisa hadn’t pulled that kiss out of nowhere. And that was on him.

He wasn’t stupid. Naive he could argue, but he remembers the way she had treated you, the shit she had pulled to get under your skin, to drive a wedge between you. It had taken him a regretfully long time to see it, but when he did, she was gone.

However, she wasn’t entirely to blame in all of this. He was the one who'd led her on, who kept calling her back. Who let her to stay.

Yeah, she had been just a fling, a distraction, someone to fill the time, to fill the space in his bed. But he had let it drag out longer than it should have. Had let her think there was something more—not because he wanted her, but because he hadn’t been ready to face the truth.

That watching you with someone else had gutted him.

And then when you started pulling away, cancelling plans to be with him, he’d let his jealousy, his stupidity, get the better of him. He’d gotten pissy, bitter—let Lisa whisper bullshit in his ear, let her convince him that you didn’t care about him anymore. Almost destroying your friendship because of his denial, his naivety that you meant more to him than he let on.

All because he had been too much of a coward to admit what should have been obvious.

That you weren’t just his best friend.

That you were it for him.

And tonight? He hadn’t been trying to lead Lisa on. He hadn’t wanted this.

He was just trying to do the right thing, because that’s what he did. He fucked things up, and then he tried to make them right. Good karma or some shit.

But Lisa? Lisa had never been interested in just being friendly. And he should have seen that sooner. Should never have accepted that damn drink.

Then you—even after everything—had given him a choice.

And in that moment, he hadn’t chosen you.

All to make himself feel better.

The realisation slammed into him, stealing the breath from his lungs.

His head snapped up, panic clawing at his chest as he scanned the rooftop. Because he knew you must have seen. And he needed you to know this wasn’t what it looked like.

Lisa’s fingers curled around his wrist, trying to pull him back. “Dean, wait—”

He yanked himself free, barely hearing her, barely seeing anything past the frantic pounding in his skull. His eyes darted through the crowd, past the tangle of limbs and laughter, past the drunken celebrations and clinking glasses—

Then he spotted Benny and Cas by the bar.

He stormed toward them, his heart hammering against his ribs. “Where is she?”

Benny sighed, exchanging a look with Cas. Then he met Dean’s frantic gaze, his expression heavy.

“She’s gone, brother.”

Dean hailed a cab, his adrenaline pumping. Gabe had informed him with a sympathetic pat on the shoulder—which only made him worry more, since Gabe wasn’t usually a sentimental guy—that you’d left with Charlie, Jo, even Jess and Sam had gone with.

His knee bounced impatiently as the city lights blurred past. Fireworks still crackled in the distance, each explosion a hollow echo of the pounding in his chest. People were celebrating fresh starts, new beginnings. Meanwhile, he hadn’t even made it an hour into the year before fucking everything up.

By the time the cab rolled up to the apartment, he didn’t bother waiting for change, ignoring the driver’s protests as he bolted inside.

“Y/N?” He called the second he was through the door. Silence answered.

His stomach dropped.

He searched every room—the kitchen, bedroom, even the damn bathroom—each one empty and twisting the knife deeper.

With a curse, he yanked out his phone, dialling your number as he paced the living room, teeth sinking into his thumb.

“Hey.”

His body sagged in relief—until—

“Psych! You’ve reached my voicemail. Leave a message, and I’ll get back to you when I can.”

Dean groaned, scrubbing a hand down his face before hanging up. His head was clearer now, adrenaline having burned off whatever alcohol lingered, and he knew he could drive. So he grabbed his keys from the counter and made his way back down to his car.

First stop - The Roadhouse.

It was shut for the night, he knew that. But that didn’t mean you weren’t there. How many times had the two of you snuck in over the years? You, him, and Jo, slipping in through the side door, thinking you were so damn slick—until Ellen inevitably caught you and threatened to tan all your hides.

But when he pulled up outside, the place was dark, lifeless. No sliver of light seeping through the windows, no muffled voices inside. He tried the door anyway, rattling the handle like maybe—just maybe—you’d be in there. That you’d done what you used to do when you were pissed off, sitting on the counter with a stolen beer, cursing his name under your breath.

But it didn’t budge.

A frustrated sigh left him as he smacked the wood with the flat of his palm before turning back to his car.

Next stop - Bobby's.

By the time he reached the front door, he didn’t hesitate before knocking hard. He didn’t give a damn if he woke everyone up. He’d apologise later. Right now, he just needed to see you.

To his surprise, the door cracked open to reveal Jo, her expression set in a hard scowl, arms crossed over her chest, still clad in the dress she wore this evening. Even with her small stature, she could be intimidating when she wanted to be.

“You have some nerve, Winchester.”

Dean barely held back a groan. “Jo, c’mon. Can I see her?”

“Why should she see you?”

He clenched his jaw, exhaling sharply through his nose. He wasn't in the mood for games. “Just let me talk to her. I can explain everything.”

“I think we saw enough tonight.” Jo huffed with a humourless laugh, and Dean had just about had it.

“Look, Lisa kissed me. And if you’d stuck around long enough, you would’ve seen me push her away.”

Jo scoffed. “And what about the rest of the night, huh? Why was she even still around?”

She had him there.

His shoulders slumped, the fight draining out of him. “Because I’m a fucking idiot, trying to fix something that didn’t need to be or deserved to be fixed.” His voice was thick with regret.

Jo studied him, her sharp gaze softening just slightly as she looked at him. Dean had been her best friend once, too. Even though he'd always been more your friend, he'd always looked out for her like she was his own flesh and blood. And she knew the truth, even if he'd never said it out loud.

Dean loved you. He'd always loved you.

“Jo, please.” His voice cracked, desperation bleeding through. He was about a few seconds away from dropping to his knees and begging in the dirt. “I know I don’t deserve it, but please let me talk to her. And if she wants nothing to do with me, then tough, I’ll keep trying until she forgives me. Because life without her—it’s like a world without air.”

Jo’s expression flickered, mouth parting in a soft gasp—

“Christ, Jo.” Bobby’s gruff voice cut through the moment, eyeing his daughter with a disapproving look. “Y/N’s not even here. She’s helping Jess get Sam home. College really softened that boy.”

Dean blinked, and Jo’s lips curled into a smug little smirk.

Then the realisation hit him.

“You were messing with me.” He muttered.

“You deserved it.” Jo shrugged and Dean let out a breathless chuckle, relief flooding him as he shook his head.

Yeah. He did.

Bobby grumbled something under his breath, scratching at his beard. “Now, some of us are tryin’ to sleep. So would you quit bein’ a damn idjit and go tell my daughter you love her already.”

Dean’s lips twitched. His heart finally felt like it was beating again.

“Yes, sir.”

And with that, he turned on his heel, sprinting back to his car.

By the time Dean reached his parents’ house, his palms were slick with sweat. His heart pounded hard and fast, rattling against his ribs like a caged thing desperate to escape. He stood frozen on the porch, fists clenching and unclenching as he ran through every possible way to say it.

I love you. I was an idiot. Please don’t hate me.

He exhaled sharply. Hell, none of those felt good enough.

Before he could let doubt sink its claws in, he pushed inside and immediately caught the soft glow of light spilling from the downstairs bathroom.

“C’mon, Sammy, you gotta drink the water,” came your grumbling voice. “It’ll make you feel better.”

“Mmm, don’ wan’ it,” slurred a familiar voice.

Dean stepped closer, peering around the corner.

Jess was half-wrestling an absolutely wrecked Sam into an upright position while you, with your lips pressed together in a stubborn line, tried (and failed) to get him to sip from a glass of water.

Dean’s mouth twitched despite himself. Lightweight.

Then Sam lifted his heavy head, bleary eyes scanning the room until they landed on Dean, his lips breaking into a lopsided, goofy grin.

“Deeeeeean!” he beamed, his eyes barely able to stay open.

However, the moment Sam spoke his name, your head snapped up and your gazes locked. And for a second—just a brief moment—everything else disappeared.

There was something raw in your eyes, something unspoken and fragile. Hurt, uncertainty… maybe even the smallest flicker of hope, and it hit Dean harder than any punch he’d ever taken.

His throat went dry. His hands curled at his sides, itching to reach for you, to close the gap, to say everything he should’ve said so much sooner.

But before he could even open his mouth—

“Oh, god.”

The fragile moment shattered as Sam gagged and lurched forward, barely making it in time before heaving straight into the toilet.

Dean winced and you and Jess moved fast, steadying him, murmuring reassurances as he clutched the porcelain like it was his last lifeline. You smoothed a hand down his back, voice softer now, despite the grimace on your face.

“There, there, Sammy.”

Dean shook his head at the sight. Bobby was right. College really had softened the kid.

By the time Sam had finished retching, his face was pale and clammy, eyes fluttering as exhaustion started to drag him under, and instead of continuing to silently judge, Dean took action.

“Alright, big guy, let’s get you upstairs,” He muttered, stepping in before either of you could protest.

Sam let out an unintelligible groan as Dean grabbed him under the arms and hoisted him to his feet. The guy was all dead weight, a mess of long limbs and bad decisions, but Dean had done this plenty of times before.

“Legs, Sammy,” he grunted, shifting his grip. “Y’know, those things attached to your damn body? Work with me here.”

Sam made an effort, stumbling as Dean all but dragged him up the stairs. He muttered something against Dean’s shoulder—something about the laws of physics and Dean being an asshole—but it was lost in slurred nonsense.

By the time Dean dumped him onto his old childhood bed, Sam was already halfway gone, mumbling sleepily into the pillow. His legs dangled off the edge, one sock missing, the other still half on.

Dean smirked as he looked down at him. “You’re never living this down, Sammy.”

Behind him he heard your soft laugh from the doorway, and his heart stuttered.

Jess sighed, rubbing her temples as she sat on the edge of the bed. “Thanks for the assist, guys.”

Dean nodded, glancing between the two of you. “How’d he even get like this?”

“Gabe,” you and Jess said in unison, and Dean snorted.

Yeah. That tracked.

Gabe was competitive as hell, and drunk Sam? Stubborn as a mule. No doubt Gabe had baited him into some drinking contest that Sam never had a chance of winning.

“You gonna be okay?” you asked Jess as you moved off from the doorway, now standing beside him.

Jess glanced at her unconscious boyfriend and sighed with a small smirk. “Yeah. He just needs to sleep it off.”

Dean agreed, but his attention had already shifted back to you.

You were close, so close he could smell your perfume, sweet and intoxicating. 

“Alright. Well call us if you need anything, okay?” You told her as you pulled her into a hug. Dean shifted awkwardly as you and Jess shared a look when you pulled away. He wasn’t stupid. It was probably to do with him. Okay, it was obviously to do with him. 

“Goodnight, Dean.” Jess offered him a small smile and he returned it as he backed out of the room, with you following him.

Once alone in the hallway, the tension rose again. Thick and suffocating. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, the regret, the guilt, it seeped deeper into his bones, leaving him raw, open, exposed.

Before he could find the right words—if there even were any—you beat him to it.

“We can talk,” you whispered, your voice low and careful, reminding him of his still-sleeping parents. “Just not here.”

Dean swallowed hard and nodded, following you down the stairs and out the back door.

The night air was crisp, cutting through the haze in his head, but it did nothing to ease the ache in his chest. Even out here, he was surrounded by you—by the echoes of your shared past.

The backyard was quiet now, but in his mind, he could still hear the laughter of two reckless kids, daring each other to climb higher, jump farther.

His eyes drifted to the old oak tree where the treehouse once stood—a childhood fortress that had barely survived the years. The planks, now dismantled, sat stacked neatly against the trunk, reduced to nothing but pieces of what once was.

It was almost symbolic. Right now he felt dismantled, homeless. And like the tree still standing, there you were, the foundation. He could only hope it could be rebuilt, that he could find his way home again.

You ran your fingers over the wood, your touch reverent, nostalgic. “It’s a shame it had to go,” you murmured distantly. “A lot of memories.”

Dean hummed in agreement; his throat too tight to speak as he watched you.

Then you stepped closer, drawn to something among the pile of planks. With careful hands, you pulled a single piece from the pile, your fingers tracing over the weathered wood, a bittersweet smile ghosting your lips.

Dean frowned, stepping closer. And then he saw it.

Your initials and his, carved deep into the wood, surrounded by a jagged looking heart.

His breath hitched. He had forgotten about that, and like a flickering film reel, the memories came swarming back.

It was the last summer before you both transitioned into high school, when you had convinced yourself that things would change—that once he stepped into that next chapter, he wouldn’t want you by his side anymore. But Dean had known better. Even then, he knew nothing could tear you apart.

And sure, he made other friends—Cas, Benny, Gabe—but you were never a question. You were the heart of the group. The one person he could never do without.

So, he had taken his pocketknife and left a mark. Something permanent. A promise that no matter what, you would always be his best friend.

A promise he felt like he had broken.

“You really hurt me tonight, Dean.” Your voice was quiet, but the pain in it sliced through him like a blade. And when you finally turned to look at him, eyes glassy with unshed tears, Dean felt his heart shatter.

“I thought things were different.” Your voice wavered, thick with hurt. “But I can’t even be mad at you, because I started this stupid arrangement. And you didn’t break any of the rules.”

Dean clenched his jaw. He wanted to argue—to tell you none of this was your fault, that it was never stupid, that this was all one big missunderstanding—but you kept going.

“I’m the one that complicated everything,” you whispered.

“Y/N—”

“I broke the rules, Dean.” Your voice cracked, and he flinched. “I let this ruin our friendship because I—” You sucked in a shaky breath. “Because I fell in love with my best friend.”

His world tilted.

“And the worst part is… I think I’ve always loved you.”

Dean’s chest tightened. His pulse pounded in his ears.

These were the words he had spent years hoping to hear, whether he tried to deny them or not. Words he had convinced himself you’d never say.

But before he could speak, before he could reach for you, you looked away. And what you uttered next, that was what ruined him.

“But you never choose me,” you whispered, voice breaking.

“Hey.” He stepped forward before you could slip away, his hands cupping your cheeks, thumbs brushing away the tears that spilled over. “Look at me.”

You did, though your gaze wavered, uncertain, afraid, and his heart ached. How could you not see it?

“You’ve always been my first choice,” he rasped, voice thick with emotion. “You made damn sure of that the day I met you—when you convinced me that busting up my knees and elbows was considered fun.”

Despite everything, a breathy, tearful laugh escaped you, and he chuckled with you, though his own eyes burned with unshed tears.

“I hadn’t even known you five minutes, and I was ready to take a leap for you.” His voice softened, and as he looked into your eyes, wide and searching. He decided to be honest with himself for once. “And I’ve been falling ever since.”

He heard the hitch in your breath and pressed his forehead against yours. His grip on you firm—steadying, grounding, holding you together as much as he was holding himself.

He had spent years fighting it, denying it, running from it. But not anymore.

“I love you, Y/N.” The words left him like a prayer, like something sacred. “I love you so damn much. And I’m so sorry about tonight. Lisa—she…” He exhaled sharply. “She means nothing to me. How can I have space for someone else when you’ve already staked your claim?”

"Dean..." Your fingers curled into his jacket, holding onto him like you were afraid to let go.

"It's always been you, Singer." Dean’s thumb brushed over your cheek, the touch trembling as he let the words fall from his lips. He held his breath, his heart pounding, feeling the fragile space between you both like a gaping chasm. "And I’m yours. If you’ll have me?"

His chest tightened as he waited. Because in that moment, you had every right to walk away. To push him out of your life forever and leave him with nothing but his regret. The silence between you was unbearable, and it was like the world held its breath.

And then your lips were on his, and he felt like he could breathe again.

It wasn’t rushed or desperate. It wasn’t fuelled by alcohol or fleeting passion, or because of some damn arrangement.

The ache, the longing, the love—it all surged between you like a tide he had been swimming against for far too long. He wasn’t running anymore.

He was home.

And this time, for the first time in forever, he was where he was always meant to be.

AN: FINALLY! Am I right!? It took way too long, a lot of idiocy, but we got there in the end. 😮‍💨 Now the next part was supposed to be the finale on this series, the epilogue as such, but, as you will see once it's released, I may have a little surprise, so there will be no sneak peak 👀 Stay tuned 😘

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[reginarubie]

I guess that's how an extremely good fic overdose feels like. After reading three chapters in a row I can't keep calm! I mean, that's the level of intrigue D&D could never keep. Such a rollercoaster 💥

If I had to wait to know how this proposal situation ends, I'd literally be no less desperate than Aemond. Thankfully, I found out our girl is safe very soon. Symon, I don't know you but don't be interested in Sansa? There's already to much tension, ahhh. Lord and Lady Vance are amazing, I already love them and I really hope they are just playing their parts in a play Sansa wrote, while staying on the greens side!

Of course, Aemond, she knew. SHE DESIGNED IT. I get it — the Prince is offended, especially after they agreed to work together. But as soon as he chills, he may understand what was her plan about and appreciate this brilliant mind! You're gonna get the smartest wife, Aemond, don't worry. And with time, I don't doubt it, you'll kick Daemon's ass. Some things demand more effort and preparation. Sansa already fooled both Daemon and Rhae and now they think they have the upper hand. Isn't this the best outcome for now? MOREOVER NOW NED IS NOT A LOWBORN AND SHE'S PROTECTED BY THE THIRD PARTY. The girl is a genius.

Though I can help but feel Jonsa tent vibes during the Firesteel fight scene. It was all 🔥🔥🔥 and oh gods, our girl is going full Jon Snow, since she doesn't want to explain anything and asks Aemond to unconditionally trust her. And Aemond basically mirrors s8 Sansa, which I find very meaningful 👀

It was nice meeting Sara and the vision got me screaming! THE DAGGER? OMG? I'm thrilled and excited and puzzled and... Broome has visions too?? Am I mistaken? This keeps getting better and better, and I can get enough 🥺

Ciao Anne!,

This is the way to start the new year! And yes, I know you left it in my ask box before 2023 if I recall correctly, still… 🤩🤩🤩 thank you for so many compliments!

Lord and lady Vance have their reasons to help Sansa, but boy will she gain their love 😉 also, Symon… dear Symon… you’re gonna be a nice lad, aren’t you?

You put it in the right light, Aemond has his reasons as does Sansa. Sansa’s plan is not without flaws or weak points, and Aemond just wants to help — Season8 Jon and Sansa reversal indeed — I think Aemond point was not much what Sansa’s plan was but that he wasn’t included in a plot that could potentially endanger her without him being none the wiser so unable to help when they agreed to work together.

He’s not questioning Sansa’ intelligence, or the cleverness of her plan. He is questioning the matter of trust between them which is prominent in their relationship due the many lies and unsaid between them.

Don’t worry you’ll get more soon, I promise! As soon as I work around reading your firesteel fic I’ll put my mind to finish the next chapter which, a word of warning, will be pretty long and we’ll see many characters and people and plots at the same time because I need to speed the process before actually starting the Dance — so Viserys sleep well for your days are numbered — and also the first sidestory will be up with next chapter as well…so be ready for that too!

Also with some more Targaryen children content.

Also yes, Sara-the-dagger-the-vision and ser Broome. I put so many hints in last chapter I almost lost count and keep foreshadowing how the entire series will end so 😂😂😂 … yeah keep your eyes open, because you’ll get much more of all of that!

A small excerpt of next chapter (just because we all need to fall in love with Daeron— that is my agenda)

“I do not need to be minded” she hissed between clattering teeth. I am the lady of Winterfell and I am home, I do not need to be minded! “No one said you did,” and for the first time Daeron did remind her of Aemond “but we want to keep you safe anyway”

As always thank you for dropping by! Sending all my love ~G.

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@noxflores sent in;  ( 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑. )

“  dear sister,  please,  do not despair. ”  lirath swipes away the falling tears with the knuckle of his index finger.  his smile is as warm and gentle as the sun on a spring morning.  “ i know what will cheer you up.  a song!  tell me,  which shall i sing to you? ”  @ sylvanas 🥺

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑒𝑑-- by the fact she couldn’t stop sobbing. Relieved, because she can actually cry again... tears and all. Disturbed, because she wasn’t sure if she COULD stop. It just keeps coming and coming. It’s as if the floodgates that had been shut for decades, left abandoned while they rusted-- just broke loose and her emotions were the violent eruption. Everything’s making her sob harder. All different kinds of emotions. Pure relief and joy that she’s no longer drifting in the infinite dark, as Taiyang had promised-- being bathed by the Light she had sworn she’d never see again. Coated by the excruciating physical pain of her body being reconstructed and cleansed of the horrendous curse. Mental pain of the vicious fight the Banshee was putting up during the process of being separated from it’s host and purged. 

But emotional pain outweighed everything else. Emotional pain of not knowing how to handle everything all at once. Emotional pain all just by seeing Lirath again.  She should be happy, she should be so relieved to have another moment with her Little Lord Sun.   ( She is, she absolutely is. )   But she’s also stewing in the endless guilt that had always stuck with her, even through undeath. Guilt that she denied Lirath the ranger training. Guilt that she wasn’t there when those damned orcs tore through Quel’Thalas and murdered him. 

It’s just making her entire body shake harder with wracking sobs. “ Forgive me, forgive me... forgive me, I-- ”  She chokes again as she continued to weep violently and gasping, it’s all just TOO MUCH to handle at once. She needed to breathe. 

Then he does it again. Without fail, he somehow soothes her with his sweet words-- the warmth that his bountiful soul radiated. Just like how a sun’s energy would do so. Her sobbing does die down,     just a little,    it’s easier to breathe now and she inhales sharply. Surprised by the warmth of Lirath’s hand brushing against her cheek. It felt so real, so it must be real.   Sylvanas’ hand darts up to catch it, and presses his palm against her cheek. Another sob comes, but much quieter. She feels so emotionally drained, yet at the same time... she could feel everything still coming down on her outside of the physical pain. 

“ Anything. Everything. Just... please stay with me. ”  Her voice is hoarse as she whispers. Belore, she forgot how it sounded. Her actual voice. Her vocal chords must’ve already been restored and she’s eternally grateful. Otherwise, she was afraid Lirath might would’ve left. Without another word, Sylvanas laid down on her side and her head on Lirath’s lap. Warm, so warm. And so bright. For a moment, she had a fleeting thought that told her she didn’t deserve this-- but she knew it was the Banshee’s final attempt out of desperation to remain attached. It was far weaker now and fading, and for the first time in ages... Sylvanas felt as if the weight of a whole world had been lifted off. 

[ilyalljasonsandnon-jasonsthesame]

Young Justice season 3

I'm back

Ep 1

Omg cool intro

Brb, crying

Ahhh shit, time skip again

OMFG WTF

WHAT IN HEAVENS NAME????

I'm scared

This already looks bad

STEPH??????

Is that Damian or Tim???

OMG BRUCE????? WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK????

OH MY GOD

Oof

Oh, it's Tim

Oooooooo GET HIS ASS Black Lightning (nothing against b, really, guy just looked real badass calling it Batman inc and I gotta stan)

Ofc Dick was right

Roy?

Oof

Oh god

OMGGGGG HE PROPOSED OMG

Omg the plushie 🥺🥺🥺

Ep 2

I LOVE YOU GARTH <3333

What a mess

Ughhh this fucking guy

Oh shit

What on earth??????

Ep 3

OMG GAR'S AN ACTOR????

AND HE'S DATING A QUEEN???????

Yes darling, kill indeed

Dear lord

Ep 4

Awwww i love lian <33333

Ok, now I'm a little worried about Dick

Brb, crying

"Can I shoot the guy?" "Yes, you can shoot the guy" 😭😭😭

He called him Wall :((((

I'll cry

Ep 5

This is all too sad

Ep 6

I've got the feeling these VR things are going to be a problem eventually

EXACTLY Dick, don't act like you didn't use to do this kinda thing all the time

HE KILLED HER?????

WHO'S THAT YOUNG BOY???????? TELL ME NOW

Thank god, she came back

I KNOW WHO HE IS I KNOW IT

LOOK THERE'S A REASON HE'S FIGHTING DICK SPECIFICALLY

AHHHHHH OMGGGGG TALIA AND DAMIAN <33333

BUT I KNOW THAT BOY IS JASON, IT JUST MAKES SENSE, THE ONLY SOLDIER LEFT, IT HAS TO BE HIM

YES

YES IT'S HIM

I KNEW IT

I FUCKING KNEW IT

YESSSSSSS OMG

I JUST SAW HIM ONE SECOND AND I KNEW IT WAS HIM

DICK JUST LEFT AND HIS TWO LITTLE BROTHERS ARE THERE AND HE DIDN'T NOTICE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

GO BACK GOD DAMN IT GO BACK!!!!!!

Ummmm isn't Dick giving Brion the same speech Bruce gave him back then???

Ep 7

"KALIBAK HAS DADDY ISSUES" HELP 😭😭😭

Well, don't we all?

Oh shit, Starro

Bansjajsbsh oh god, it's like your father letting you drive his car. Scary

Oh god

Ep 8

Shade is scary??? It's kinda turning me on????

Yes, you gotta stop saying that kinda things, it makes you hotter

It's just so funny, you literally can't scape Batman, like, you can get away from him but there's at least one (1) bat per superhero team. They're everywhere

://// Jade...

OMGGGGG SPOILER AND ORPHAN <333333

Also, why is Bruce being kind of an ass?????

I love Cass

I just love it when they come in through the ceiling

Omg he's even hotter in a suit

Sorry Di, but you should know already that Gatekeeping is the bats' favorite hobby

Ep 9

Jon!!!!! <33333

What the fuck is wrong with this guy??????? Ugh

GOOD

WELL FUCKING DONE SHIVA 👏👏👏

WTF

Oh good, he's alive

Klarion <3

Ep 10

Geo and Halo are so cute <333

He does that honey, get used to it

Jade :(((((

Ep 11

You're losing your son, man...

HARPER!! <333

Sorry man, you could've done better as a father

Ep 12

:(((

Told you those googles would be bad news

FUCKING GOD

OH MY FUCKING GOD

OH MY GOD

JASON!!!!!

JASON 😭😭😭😭

Screaming, crying, throwing up

Wait

Hold on

Wait a moment

Ok

Alright

Shit

Omg

Jason :((((

Jay...

DON'T LET THOSE THINGS TOUCH JASON

PLEASE

I KNOW IT'S NOT REAL BUT STILL

JUST SEEING HIM KIND OF ALIVE AS PART OF YOUR IMAGINATION IS ENOUGH

NO

Oh shit, my feelings

This season is really fucking me up

OMG TTG STYLE!!!!

Dude... this is fucked up...

Oh god

Ok, I'm actually crying now

OMG THOSE TWO FINALLY GOT TOGETHER!!!!

Ep 13

Ok??? You didn't have to be so harsh, Dick????

I love icyboy

I think he has the potential to be good one day

Oh god, the twins look old and they did NOT age well

I really like this Jefferson guy

I knew she was still mind controlled

GOD JUST STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THE KIDS YOU GROSS WEIRDO

Someone really needs to be castrated

Like, really, why is he always preying on the kids???? It's sickening

Ep 14

I love Guy

He's just neat

HE WHAT?????!!!!!

GO BB!!!

Guy's officially the best

So Halo's non binary? Good for them <3

YESSS BEST BOY'S BACK!!! <333

Why is his sister pretty? She adopted???

Desaad

Look, I don't find him hot. Just interesting

Hmmmm idk, scientist kinda sus

Ep 15

Ahhh shit suicide squad

This is all too calm, something terrible's gonna happen

OH MY GOD

OH

MY

GOD

Shit

Ep 16

I love Perdita

Ughhhh that idiot

I hate him sm

Omfg good hit Perdita

Oh shit

Oh god, those two dating?

Mood

Shit

I'M TELLING YOU, SHE'S SUS

Ep 17

Oh god

GO BEAST BOY <333

Idk, I still don't trust her

Girl get outta there you're gonna get hurt 😭😭😭

Why does she talk like that?

Shit

BAHAHAHAHAJABAJAH GET RECKT OLD MAN

I love Lian 🥺🥺🥺

Ep 18

WHAT?

Oh god

Funeral??????

Klarion <333333

He's such a brat <3

Everything I aspire to be

OH MY GOD

WHAT THE SHIT

She what???

:(((((

WHAT THE SHIT

This is only slightly traumatizing

I really love him sm

OH MY FUCKING GOD

WHAT IN THE NAME OF EVERYTHING THAT'S RIGHT AND HOLY????????

FORGIVE ME FATHER, THEY HAVE SINNED

Teenagers really scare the living shit out of me rn

I love Terra and Artemis bonding

On other news, Slade should really get castrated

Ep 19

Oh god

This shit only gets worse

LOL POOR BART 😭😭😭 used for cheap propaganda

GOD I HATE LUTHOR SO MF MUCH

Oh god, benching is not so good

:(((((

Oh shit

GOD i just can tell, this episode is gonna end BAD

BAHAHQHAHAHAJHAHA GET RECKT LUTHOR

Oh god Bruce

Rich people things ig

Ep 20

YOU TELL HIM VICTOR

Oh my god

OMG KALDUR HAS A BOYFRIEND???

NICE

A happy ending? In this economy???

Ep 21

Shit

NO

KALDUR DON'T LET YOUR BF GO

KNOWING THE NATURE OF THIS SEASON, HE'LL DIE :((((((

How did she say it so calm? HER WATER JUST BROKE. PRE-PARENTAL PANIC!!!

KALDUR WTF

God no

Oh shit, BB and Cyborg left unsupervised

Oh god

SHE'S GONNA MAKE HER DAUGHTER A META???

GOD I HATE THAT OLD LADY

I KNEW IT

I FUCKING KNEW IT

I TOLD Y'ALL SHE WAS UP TO SMT

I. WAS. RIGHT.

Ep 22

GET AWAY FROM THE FUCKING KID NOW

God, he's sick

OMG ALFRED <3

I told you you couldn't scape Batman inc., they're everywhere

WHAT THE SHIT DUDE

WTF

I'M TELLING YOU SHE'S BAD

GOD SHE'S FUCKED UP

UGH GROSS GROSS GROSS

OH SHIT THAT FUCKING EQUATION

TELL HIM BARBARA, YOU FUCKING TELL HIM

SHE'S FUCKING CRAZY

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HER??????

Ep 23

FUCKING SHIT

This is bad

This is so so bad

Dick :((

Shit

Brb, crying

Fucking shit man

Ep 24

Fucking shit

YOU GO VIC!!!

Ugh this idiot

Ep 25

Dude :(((((

In actual tears now

I swear my head hurts from crying

IT'S NOT FAIR

IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR

Ep 26

WHAT THE SHIT???

This is going horribly easy

It's gonna be super bad

GET RECKT DEATHSTROKE

OH MY GOD

That I was NOT expecting

WHAT THE SHIT, BRION??????

OMFG YOU GO CONNER!!!!!

UGH not this crazy woman again

WHAT THE SHIT WAS THAT AT THE END? THAT RING? THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS???

On other news, WHERE. IS. JASON??????????

[mevekagvain]

Chapter 274 - Rael just stabbed a teen boy and nobody cared... poor Kalvin ily :( Like damn Regis can't you sympathise at least? And damn trio, can't you guys care about a kid?

- Telling a Kertia that they can't match your speed,,, hilarious

- At least the assassination squad doesn't constantly complain about honour and wanting to fight one on one. Makes sense since their priority is whatever Crombel assigns them to but still.

- He's just a kid! Lay off of him! And he looks scared and 😭

-Lol Zarga complimenting Frankenstein even though he finds him infuriating.

- Urokai! Fuck I want to start pre-emptively crying but for right now I'm just so happy to see him. Like he arrives thinking the three Elders sent would have succeeded in dealing with the enemy already so like he's obviously not here for helping out. Probably came to hang out with Zarga and mock whatever Lukedonian noble was the enemy and I 🥺 I just adore him

Chapter 275 - Back to Rael not caring about humans and only helping out when Seira and Raizel are mentioned. Ugh poor Kalvin though.

- The fact that Kalvin is abandoned and knows that since he's on his deathbed he at least wants to complete his mission but Rael just kills a child in cold blood and ugh. Just I can at least kind of ignore all the other deaths but he's a child.

- And Urokai saying he just thought it would be fun to watch like yeah he came to mock some random Lukedonian nobles,,, god and how he's actually pretty calm and collected? He doesn't freak out seeing Frankenstein and instead speaks normally despite how he's obviously filled with bubbling hatred since he's been searching for Frankenstein for all this time and fuck I just love him so much.

And how he politely asks Lunark to let him face Frankenstein when the latter insults him? Like yeah he ignores her and goes full crazy later but he does ask. Also both he and Zarga are quiet for a moment after said insult which is Frankenstein saying he didn't want to enter Eternal Sleep with the lord out of fear so he ran away and I have so many opinions about this like.

First the insult itself is such a disgusting one because the idea that not wanting to die is cowardice is archaic and barbaric. To die because the one who commands you is dead is an extremely backwards practice and even if it wasn't, Ashoka wouldn't have ever held the traitors not entering Eternal Sleep with him against them. He was understanding, he was happy they visited Raizel, he likely thought it was a good thing since then Raizel would have people he knew and cared for deeply to welcome him back. To hold that against them and mock them for it when the very lord they were supposed to die for wouldn't? It makes me viscerally upset in ways I can't describe. There are things they can be insulted for like their betrayal, their abandonment of Lukedonia, their presence in the Union despite their distaste for humans that they displayed when Frankenstein was present, but instead he picks something that anybody with common sense and basic critical thinking skills would be horrified by.

Then the momentary silence. I don't think Urokai's means too much. He hates Frankenstein and likely is trying to calm himself. It's Zarga's that interests me more. It could be just because he's a fellow traitor noble and thus shown but combined with Seira using the same insult prior and the fact that he's constantly with Urokai? I'd say he's probably aware of Urokai's reaction and watching what he'll do much more closely than others because he cares for his friend. He's aware of how it affects Urokai and knows that since he himself found that insulting, Urokai, dear darling Urokai who's so much wilder angrier crazier, Urokai who's been the most volatile of them, will take it much more personally.

- Urokai not caring about something like honour in fighting also makes me so very happy. No he doesn't care if Frankenstein is injured. Why should he? All he wants is to see him suffer. Something like honour, dignity, shame... none of that matters here. And how he laughs maniacally when Frankenstein says to go ahead... Urokai likely doesn't hide his volatile nature the way he did in Lukedonia.

- Unlike Lunark and 8th, the Urokai and Zarga aren't surprised by Frankenstein letting Dark Spear take over because they've seen this before. They know what it's like, and it makes me happy because you only really realise the exact reason why when rereading because you're aware of future flashbacks where Urokai fights Frankenstein and all of the details.

- Zarga has had Lontrick still summoned during all his time at the sidelines and I really appreciate that. He hasn't let his guard down even though he isn't fighting at the moment. Also his hair isn't coloured in lol.

- Raizel wakes up. Whatever.

Chapter 276 - He's very pretty, wish I was one of those readers who mistook him for a woman.

- Rajak doesn't understand Urokai and Zarga at all. The two are very obviously attuned to each other and were about to work together in battle against Frankenstein considering the panels and their attitudes. Instead he insults them because they aren't fighting one-on-one even though that isn't even a pure noble ideal considering Central Knights fight together to eliminate strong enemies. It's the same concept here and yet there's constant belittlement. There's also the insult to not entering Eternal Sleep with Ashoka again and I hate it every time. In addition to all of that, Zarga's started being even more quiet ever since Urokai arrived, like he knows he doesn't have to speak since there's someone who'll understand him regardless. That's just my wishful interpretation in a way since he doesn't talk much in the first place and often keeps quiet when mocked but i do think it does truly seem as if it could be seen in that way.

- God he looks so evil with his expression but it's framed so beautifully with the flowing cloak and Dragus in the foreground.

- Urokai is so consumed with hatred and revenge and pain that even after participating in a plan to kill the person he admired most, he spent the next 820 years hunting for Frankenstein, the one who essentially caused everything Urokai hates. It's sad really, no matter who it is. Ashoka waited hoping that against all odds, Raizel would be alive and return. He didn't know if he would, and yet he still left messages that he knew may have never triggered if he was truly gone because he wanted Raizel to be alive. Frankenstein desperately searched and and carved out every aspect of his life so that there would be a space in which Raizel could find joy even though he didn't know when they'd meet again. Just in case that they'd reunite the next day, he dedicated his life to seeking him out and building things that would give Raizel a peaceful life. Because surely Ye Ran wasn't the first place he built for him. And Urokai. Urokai whose sole reason for betrayal is Raizel. Even after getting rid of him he goes after Frankenstein because Raizel chose this man over him. Because god forbid there be someone who Raizel cared for in the world when he didn't care for Urokai. His hatred for Frankenstein never truly stemmed from Frankenstein himself after all. It was simply because he was given the attention that Urokai craved from Raizel. 820 years, and still Urokai can't get over Raizel so he hunts for Frankenstein.

- Urokai can spin Dragus really fucking fast. That spinning a pencil with your fingers trick except it's a glaive and using both hands...

- I really love how the fight between Urokai and Frankenstein seems like one between an ancient evil monster and a gleaming hero because of just how untrue that is and yet how fitting. Untrue because obviously the Union is corrupt, because Urokai is cruel and simply wants to eliminate them for his own selfish desires, because Frankenstein despite being morally dubious is kind and helps people. But it's fitting because the Union believes itself to be a greater good going against evils, with said evil being anyone against them, and their white and gold shows that. Also because Urokai sees himself being in the right, getting rid of just another terrible being such as with Raizel who went against their people.

- Truly, Lunark getting angry at Urokai for interfering even though Frankenstein attacked them to the point that even Zarga was going to join is annoying. I wish they'd kept just how battle hungry she is because I feel that, once again, that depth is what made her interesting. It's such a fascinating flaw for a woman to have too, being so blood thristy that she gets angry even though she shouldn't be and does actually require help, but nah she got watered down. Then there's Urokai who literally grits his teeth but backs down, even being civil about it, all the while planning to truly interfere when the time is right. His sneakiness and planning ability is especially obvious when he doesn't do anything except avoid the immediate attack from Frankenstein after he backs down.

- It's obvious and shouldn't be any other way ofc but I do find it interesting just how strong Lunark is shown to be and that the other Elders all know and respect that she's extremely powerful. I may find the werewolves subpar with how their fur is distributed after transformation and how the women still aren't as extreme as the men but I do enjoy the fact that she is the strongest non-modified werewolf in present day.

- You know what, I actually do think that Lunark would fall in love with Raskreia because of her strength if they sparred. Raskreia is the strongest of all beings (with proper training) but it's still possible to win against her unlike with Raizel because from what I understand Lords simply aren't capable of outputting as much power as the Noblesse in a singular moment since the Noblesse can theoretically just take all their lifespan and use it for one attack if truly required and in that case don't even mention the Lord, the entire Earth would likely be doomed. So the strongest being who's still realistically beatable as long as you train? Obviously she's also going to be the hottest to someone like Lunark who gets the hots for someone because she's fighting them. And obviously the moment she faces someone stronger she'll forget the previous person but with Raskreia that won't happen since who's gonna come around that's stronger than her? However I do think that the loses hots thing won't apply if she's in an established relationship with her being deeply in love.

- Urokai maniacally laughing after he threw Dragus my lord. It's just something how deeply consumed he is. I really can't get over how Frankenstein is the one actually consumed by Dark Spear right now but it's Urokai whose depravity is on full display and this ties in with the imagery of a hero vs a monster once again.

Chapter 277 - You also see the hypocrisy here. When Frankenstein backstabs enemies or takes advantage of them we're supposed to cheer because he's the hero, but when Urokai or any other villain of the week does it it's portrayed as being some evil unjustifiable act that means that they're deplorable. It's not as deep as I'm making it out to be, yes, but it does tie in beautifully with the imagery. Monsters are of human(oid) flesh, and perhaps that still holds true. After all Frankenstein doesn't pull such 'shameful' moves when consumed by Dark Spear does he? And as much as Dark Spear is made out to be this evil thing, it's more pitiful than anything. Always lashing out, always hungry, always vengeful.

- I think there's something to be said about how Urokai has indirectly helped Frankenstein repeatedly. Here in the battle the surprise attack causes him to snap out of it before Dark Spear consumes him. In the past their fight is what lets him learn about Raizel and leads to the making of their bond. There's also something to be said about how it's Urokai's enraged actions that lead to things that only make him suffer more. If he hadn't gone to the extremes he did, if instead he had distanced himself from Raizel instead of trying to put more effort into someone who didn't return the sentiment... perhaps he would never have suffered as much. Though it's true Raizel could have done more, so much of Urokai's pain was self inflicted. Misery loves company.

- Urokai being lighthearted as he gives ingenuine apologies truly does make his interactions with Lunark seem like they're friends to some degree tbh. Just big "aww come on it's not that big a deal" to ppl you're close to vibes.

- The fact that Urokai does actually laugh before getting angry... he really is losing it but has enough sense somewhere in his mind to know that Frankenstein's attitude is funny. Same energy as when Zarga laughs because of how easily Frankenstein angers all of them in a flashback

- No see I don't understand why Lunark is surprised. None of the Elders are good people, and Urokai enjoying torturing someone who he hates doesn't stand out at all among them . She does specifically say 'among the noble clan leaders' though which is even more amusing because Urokai doesn't even compare to Gradeus. Still, she should have expected that a noble chosen as a Union Elder wouldn't be the greatest person around. I also find it satisfying that Urokai doesn't care about honour because like I've said a million times, I don't understand why that's relevant when fighting unless it's sports or decided on in length before the fight.

- Oh my fucking god, just shut up about Eternal Sleep? I genuinely hate it. I enjoy the fact that even the 'good guys' are deeply flawed but I don't enjoy how some of these flaws aren't on purpose. Joining the lord in eternal sleep is actively held up as this symbol of goodness when let's be real, it's not. Committing suicide because the king is isn't in anyway good and the fact that they think it's okay to mock people for not wanting to die? I just... can't. So what if they didn't want to die? That's normal. Nobody who isn't highly depressed wants to die! I really do wish that there was just one clan leader from the previous generation that wasn't a traitor and wasn't asked by Ashoka to stay who didn't enter Eternal Sleep specifically due to fear of death.

- Pretty

- Urokai called Seira's father stupid... Gonna ignore that and pretend it's because obviously he can't show his grief for his beloved cousin being dead so like Zarga he just plays the villain <3 Well, more than he already is lol. Anyway I guess canon Urokai helped Zarga out in the masscre, or more likely he just went to watch the same way he planned to watch what happened here.

- Urokai you and Zarga literally have linked synergy and work together flawlessly why are you making fun of Rajak for preventing you from killing Seira 😭 Though ig it is warranted since Rajak was the one constantly going on about honour and saying the traitors shouldn't be working together in fights first lol. Keep to your words and let Seira die king 😔 Obviously don't let her die but huh Urokai saying this makes more sense since he and Zarga haven't actually worked together yet ajjsjsjsj. Yanno I'm just gonna assume Urokai is mocking Rajak like this specifically because he heard everything that was said before and got mad on Zarga's behalf but also because yeah this is extremely hypocritical since literally everyone else has been saying what he just did first.

- And Raizel's here.