#i tried screenshoting them again and they nearly attacked me

[psychopomparia]

wrio's got the latest tea

are they dating?

[judesmoonbeauty]

Miss Fairytale Keeper, Come Have Fun With Us: Nica Schwartz END

Translations will not include screenshots or CGs as mentioned here. Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do not post my translations elsewhere. Thank you, for you support! ☾.

Nica: I’m proud that you chose me in this case, Miss.

Nica grabbed my hand tightly and pulled me up.

Nica: Now then, let’s get out of here quickly.

He cracked his neck and drew a gun from his holster.

Kate: [Gasp] !

He shoots and kills those attacking us without hesitation.

Kate: Don’t kill them!

He paused at my words for a moment, but didn’t stop pulling the trigger.

Nica: Look, Robin,[1]

Kate: What…..?

The corpse lying on the floor was extremely emaciated and poorly dressed.

Nica: This is fate of the foolish who’ve lost everything by gambling.

Nica: What the hell did he bet? It’s definitely more than money.

Kate: That’s-

Nica: Besides,

He laughed and aimed his gun at a man who was attacking him,

Nica: I, hate people without money or power.[2]

BANG, a dry sound rang out and the man fell to his knees.

(There’s no hesitation in killing other people…..)

His cold eyes were so spine-chilling that I nearly stopped in my tracks, but the reason we definitely were able to escape, was because he held a gun.

[At the sea port.]

Nica: Ahh, what a terrible fire. It’s all over now.

The flames that appeared from the building in the distance grew stronger, and black smoke melted into the night sky.

Nica: Your mission from the Queen was a failure, Miss fairytale keeper.

In contrast my being stunned, Nica spoke lightly with the corners of his mouth raised.

Kate: I’m going home!

(I need to leave Nica and quickly find Jude….)

The man in front of me was the kind of person who can kill without hesitation.

It’s scary that he doesn’t feel anything for the lives he took away.

(Crown members have had to kill in order to conquer evil,)

But it was for the sake of the mission, not for personal feelings -

(Nica, he killed them because he didn’t like them.)

The moment I tried to let go of his hand to leave the place,

Kate: [Jolt] !

I was pulled hard and my heart pounded.

Nica: Did you think you could just go home?

(I can’t stop my heart from pounding probably because of everything that’s happened.)

Nica: Is your heart beating hard right now because of my ability?

Kate: What?

Nica: My ability is that anyone who holds my hand becomes charmed by me. [3]

Nica: You’ve been completely taken in by my ability.

(My heart’s been racing because of Nica?!)

I let go of his hand in a hurry, but this time he held my wrist.

Kate: Did you use it on the women at the casino too?

Nica: Well, even if we didn’t hold hands, my charm was enough for them to fall in love with me.

Nica starts walking and talking calmly.

Nica: Even if you all desperately try to crush it, this is just the tip of the iceberg, and it’ll happen over and over again.

Nica: It’s a daily occurrence in every country.

Kate: ….I don’t want that to become a daily occurrence, so I’m doing what I can.

When I stopped in my tracks, he smiled with a complicated look on his face.

Nica: ….It’s so dazzling that’s it’s unpleasant.

Suddenly, my wrist was released.

Nica: You’re so dazzling that I wanted a kiss from you, but I lost the bet.

Kate: How do you know that?

Nica: Because at the last moment, I could see the ball going into the number chosen by Mr. Company President with the evil looking eyes.

(Are you talking about Jude having a evil look…..)

It's hard to describe the way that expression captures those characteristics.

Nica: Unfortunately, we’ll have to postpone.

But his lips came close to the back of my hand.

Kate: Hasn’t it been postponed?!

When I reflexively pulled my hand away from his face, he had a wide smile.

Nica: Wouldn’t it be nice if you thanked me for saving you?

Kate: Thank you?

Nica: Kiss me, if you can’t do it, I’ll do it for you.

The voice that came from the lips close to my ear was extremely seductive.

Nica: ….So, where do you want it?

(It’s dangerous to just go along with this person….)

If I accept it, I feel like I'll fall into the depths of Nica and won't be able to return.

Kate: I- I’ll do it myself!

Sensing a dangerous situation, I grabbed his sleeve,

Nica: Huh,

I lowered my lips onto his slender, beautiful fingertips.

Kate: …..Thank you for your help!

Kate: Is this okay?!

Growing desperate and embarrassed, I let go of his sleeve as he froze in surprise.

Then Nica’s expression changed -

Nica: Ahaha! What’s that?

He started bursting into laughter, and this time I was the one who was surprised.

Nica: You’re so funny, I’ve never met someone like you before.

Kate: You’re making fun of me aren’t you.

Nica: Now, which do you think it is?

Kate: I’m going home first!

I leave him as he’s still laughing.

(The mission didn’t go well, and I was teased, it’s been a rough day.)

The sea breeze-scented air was a bit chilly, perfect for cooling down the evening heat.

Nica smiled happily as he watched her small back walk away.

Nica: I was only teasing you, but you and did something amusing.

She’s so pure and honest, I never thought she’d kiss me.

Nica: I’m becoming more and more interested.

Nica’s smiled deepened as he started walking, while she made a gesture to release the heat from her cheeks.

Nica: She truly is a cute robin.[1]

Ftn [1] - After receiving confirmation from a friend who is native in JP, it seems Nica is just calling her “robin” in this context in a casual form. Which makes sense because his overall tone is super casual. He does use Katakana to distinguish when he calls her “robin” in German, but it depends on the context, like his first CE story. Ftn [2] - This could also be rendered as “dislike,” as 嫌い ‘Kirai’, denotes hatred/dislike/disagreeable, but I chose hate because he’s killing people left and right without thought. Ftn [3] - 魅了 “Miryō”, has several meanings: charm; fascinate; to captivate; to mesmerize; to enthrall; to hold spellbound. I’m choosing to use charmed in this context and future translations until further information is learned about his curse.

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Eeeeek, I was SUPER nervous translating this because I don't know a lot about Nica's personality, speech or other mannerisms. This will be interesting to see how my translations for him will develop over time, so for now, please expect them to be a bit bare and basic since I'm trying to be cautious. I really liked Nica's end personally, and I have a character dissection planned too, after the epilogue is completed.

[calliethetrekkie]

Star Trek TOS S01E19: Arena

Original Thoughts

"Well now I know which episode those screenshots of Kirk fighting lizard men that are clearly guys in uper cheap costumes come from. So Kirk is forced into a battle to the death more or less against a vicious alien species by another alien species of greater power. Man, they’ve had bad luck with the latter thus far. Despite the cheapness making it hard to take seriously, it was cool to see Kirk get to fight full-on against something since episode 3. Shatner kinda overacted a bit with the dialogue, but was fine otherwise in a more action-oriented episode that had Kirk completely on his own with no help available to him. Kirk’s proven to be quick-witted in the past, such as in the previous episode, but he had nothing but wits and a communicator here, and he was awesome! The Gorn are also dangerous but also display intelligence and cunning like how the one came pretty close to killing Kirk and devising a way to trap him. The Enterprise’s helplessness in this situation is also very strong with even Spock unable to do anything but wait it out. A cheap episode for sure, but a good episode regardless."

Rewatch Thoughts

Wow Callie, way to not even pay attention to the moral of the episode, you dummy!

When going back to rewatch this one, I only remembered two things about it: the Gorn and the scene where McCoy tries to hold Spock's hand while they're watching Kirk struggle. The former cause of that legendary costume, the latter cause... well, me taking in every Spones moment that I can. Otherwise? I remembered virtually nothing else. It sucks that I forgot about most of it, but it's also kind of nice cause I got to experience it again, and DEAR GOD this is so much better than I had remembered!

The first part of the episode is great, from Kirk and McCoy being all giggly and cute in the transport room to them finding the base they were going to utterly obliterate. Only one guy was still alive and it was an active blast zone as well that only our three mains, the dying guy, and one Blue shirt survived. We're left wondering WTF happened and Kirk... well, he doesn't take the incident well. He declares it an invasion and goes after the ship of those responsible, fully intending to return the favor.

It was a little scary TBH to see Kirk so... I guess the word that works best is vengeful. I don't think I've ever seen him this willing to kill an enemy before, even in Conscience of the King he kept his cool overall. I guess given the amount of life lost, even compared to say Balance of Terror, it makes sense. It's not OOC either, we've seen Kirk flare up whenever any of his men are killed/threatened (The Man Trap, Balance of Terror, The Corbomite Maneuver to some extent) so what looks like a calculated attack on this level? And when he's the only one in a position to give pursuit? Yeah, Kirk ain't gonna let that go. He's going to find whoever/whatever did this and stop it before such a thing happens again.

This presents a problem, however, that being how irrational Kirk is being. I don't mean that in a bad way either, it's interesting to see this side of Kirk. He's so determined to pursue this enemy, to take them down, that he doesn't care about any possible explanations about why the Gorn did what they did. Spock tries to express that very concern, but it falls on deaf ears and he pretty timidly falls back into place. Spock's very much been willing to question Kirk before, we saw it in Conscience of the King, but in that instance, he had time to go over everything before choosing to confront Kirk and also discuss it with McCoy, who noticeably stays in Sickbay until Jim gets whisked away. Given McCoy's the one who would most likely speak back and try to talk Jim out of it/appeal to him emotionally, keeping him in Sickbay with the traumatized, nearly dead officer and thus unable to be Kirk's soundboard to vent his emotions to had to have been on purpose. That's not to say that Spock is a mindless follower, he isn't by any means. But at least at this stage of ST, I don't think he has the nerve to argue or defy Kirk without being prepared for it or without McCoy or someone else in his corner to back him up. Plus logically, what can he argue against Kirk when he's not gonna listen? He can't. This is why in cases like Conscience of the King and later in Obsession, you need Spock and McCoy both standing up to Kirk: alone they probably couldn't do much, but together? Jim doesn't stand a chance haha.

Even the crew is pretty mortified by Kirk's recklessness and... for lack of a better word, murderousness. Uhura gives him some mega side-eye when he and Spock are talking, and everyone looks mortified when Kirk keeps making them go up to more and more dangerous Warp levels. They don't go against the orders, but it's very clear that they're unsettled. Kirk is very much presented as in the wrong and dangerously reckless for everyone. He doesn't even really give a damn when Uhura tells him that they're being scanned nor questions why the Gorn are coming to a dead stop when entering the mysterious galaxy, only caring that they have the chance to shoot them down. He is laser-focused on shooting down the enemy, and this bites him in the ass hard as the Metrons, unhappy to have this quarrel brought to their end of the universe, forces Kirk and the Gorn Captian to settle the matter... one-on-one.

Kirk is in a bad position, but it's kind of cool to see him under conditions like this. He has no weapons, no way to communicate with he Enterprise, he has nothing but his own wits. He's against a Gorn, who is much stronger and as Kirk finds out, very much intelligent. That's one thing I enjoy about the Gorn, they are brutish and violent, but the Gorn Captian at least isn't stupid. Kirk mistakes the alien translator that the Metrons outright told him that they were giving him to talk directly to the Gorn. In other words, because Kirk didn't pay close enough attention to the Metrons words, he gave away EVERYTHING that he was thinking and doing to the Gorn, who took all of that, and countered. He even set up his own trap and Kirk survived by the skin of his teeth. Ironically the guy in the cheap lizard costume was the one being smart and calculative, while Kirk... well sorry honey, but you're kind of an idiot during most of this. But it's okay, I know it's cause your two brain cells aren't with you.

Speaking of said brain cells, the Spock and McCoy moments during all of this are so good! I mentioned the hand-chasing bit, which is still fantastic and I'll never get over the fact that De Kelley decided that was perfectly IC to do. But even disregarding that, this is a really good one to watch if you wanna see a good example of their relationship when they aren't bickering. You can REALLY tell that McCoy wants to when he gets to the Bridge and presses Spock for answers, but he actually holds it in. Likely due to the time-pressing circumstances, but still. I mean he even turns the Captain chair so Spock can sit in it properly (my hilarious theory is Nimoy somehow missed it when filming so they had to have De holding it so Nimoy wouldn't hurt himself), how anyone can look at them here and think they hate each other I'll never know. I also love how it's when McCoy appeals to the Metrons to let them see Jim that the Metrons decide to show some compassion and comply. It's an early sign to them that humans aren't just savage killers, and it's Leonard 'The Heart' McCoyt hat starts it.

Spock also doesn't even attempt to hide his emotions here, his uncertainly over what to do and how he doesn't know where Jim is, his fear and worry when seeing Kirk near death, his relief when Kirk starts piecing together what to do with the resources around him, and let's not forget earlier where he decided that going after Kirk in an active blast zone was a perfectly logical thing to do. Seriously, this is also a great episode to point to whenever Spock claims he has no emotions cause... yeah sorry Spock, all you've proven is how Vulcans are giant ass liars.

Honestly, this is such a good episode showing how devoted the Enterprise crew is to Kirk. When Kirk instructs Sulu to abandon the landing party if necessary and to protect his ship, Sulu very clearly does NOT want to do it. He knows he has to comply, but if he has the chance to save Kirk and the others, I don't doubt at all that he would do it. Despite the visible shock regarding Kirk's orders and actions, all of the Bridge are horrified and worried when he disappears and when they see how badly he's doing. Poor Uhura looks like she's about to cry I swear. Kirk has his bad moments, but ultimately he's a respected Captain for a reason and Uhura, Scotty, and Sulu especially know that (and Chekov but he ain't around yet). No one wants anything to happen to him and if anyone on that ship could do something to save him, they would. They're so devoted to Kirk, even when they disagree with him, and I love it.

All that said, in the final stretch the Gorn finally speaks and we find out why they obliterated the Base and everyone on it: because Starfleet were the invaders. The space was the Gorn's and Starfleet suddenly setting up a base there scared them and they concludedconclusion that it was an enemy attack waiting to happen. While they certainly jumped the gun... I don't blame the Gorn too much, to be honest. You see these people that look virtually alien to them settling in without any explanation about where they're form or what they intend, what other conclusion is there to make? I don't believe Starfleet was attempting to do anything malicious, at least in this case, but the fact that they just assumed the space was free for the taking... yeah, not one of your better moves guys. Did that justify the Gorn's actions? It's hard to say since they certainly had an understandable reason, but it still caused massive casualties that I think could have been avoided had the two sides just... talked and mediated things. Still, as McCoy points out, Starfleet was the one in the wrong first, and Kirk just about nearly caused even more unnecessary bloodshed because he didn't at all consider why this happened to begin with.

Given that, it makes sense why the Metrons would see us humans as primitive savages (poor Spock getting lumped in there too haha), especially with Kirk's behavior up to that point. It makes his decision to NOT kill the Gorn Captain, despite having blasted him to near death and having the perfect opportunity, all the more impactful. Throughout the episode, it's all he'd wanted to do, to the point of endangering the Enterprise and everyone on it to get the chance. But having now heard the Gorn's reasonings and being able to look at his own actions, he realizes how wrong he was. The Gorn aren't mindless monsters, they were afraid and were trying to protect themselves from what they saw as invaders, and it was a matter that Starfleet provoked first. He even refuses the Metrons offer to kill the Gorn and instead wants to properly mediate things over. It convinces the Metrons that there's hope for humanity before returning Kirk back to the ship safe and sound.

Given recent times, the moral honestly this a lot harder. The Gorn were motivated by fear, Kirk was motivated by vengeance, and had it kept going I could easily see things escalating into full-blown war. Ultimately though, Kirk decides to be the better man and not continue it. He's seen the destruction that the Gornc caused and likely people he knew got killed, he fought the Gorn Captian face-to-face and both of them were fighting to the death, and acted irrationally all throughout the episode. But Kirk learned and chose the diplomatic route instead. I wish that it were that simple, to realize all sides feelings and decide that there's been enough hatred, fear, and vengeance by everyone. I wish that more leaders chose to communicate and mediate things out, which si certainly more difficult than it sounds but it's still a better option than war and death. TOS is outdated in so many ways, but is also still incredibly relevant in others and I think that this is very much one of those kinds of episodes. It certainly hit me a LOT harder this time around than it did the first time.

This episode is so freakin' good. A great plot with a very well-handled message, great character moments for both our main trio and the Bridge crew, and very well-executed tension. I knew full well how this whole thing ended and I was still worried about if Kirk would make it out, that's how well this episode does in immersing you in it. Even Shatner's over-acting, which tbh wasn't even as over the top as I made it sound in the first viewing, didn't phase me. Also that Gorn suit is perfection and it needs to stay the Gorn's default look, I don't make the rules! I thoroughly enjoyed this one... and hopefully, the memory of it helps me survive the next episode, The Alternative Factor, cause if it's like I remember... yeah I'm not gonna be feeling much joy after it. But that's for then, for now? Arena is great~!

Original Rating: 4/5 Rewarch Rating: 9/10

[My TOS Reviews]

[TOS S1 Reviews]

[echoesofwisdomcountup]

25 Days until Tears of the Kingdom Release. Is it really? Haha the smaller the number gets the more I doubt reality. I've just been waiting for this game for so long that even with all the marketing and the trailer analysis it's hard to believe its actually happening.

Spoilers under the cut for the last batch of screenshot trailer analysis.

So this tear has the recall chicken symbol on it. I checked. Zelda also has the Master Sword with her. Either she's fixing the sword and that's something only she can do or Zelda is in the past so the sword isn't broken yet and she is leaving something there for Link.

Ganondorf, mummy version I'm assuming, spewing red malice stuff but much brighter red this time. I wonder if Malice is just Ganondorf's version of fuse. Link gets green glue and Ganondorf red. After this there is a shot where the red stuff hits the sky and starts summoning monsters. The trailer transitions it to make it look continuous but once we get into the game we'll most likely find that it's separate cut scenes or different parts of the same cut scene but not continuous. Honestly, I think this might be where Link and the Master Sword get attacked but I'm still not giving up on the possibility that the malice emerges from the Master Sword outwards as Fi looses control on Demise.

I'm pretty sure I mentioned the lack of lynels in the other analysis I did. Welp here they are with their massive antlers (oof on the damage those things will probably cause) and the sword looking thing sticking out of one of their heads. I wonder what fusing Lynel horns to shields, swords, or arrows will do. I think I'll fight some just for that.

What else do I have to say? It's the main man, Ganondorf. I can't wait to kick his ass again.

Never seen this enemy in any of the Zelda games I've played. However, I will look forward to this boss fight/mini boss fight and whatever skill or item we need to defeat it. Maybe ascend or some ice weapon? I heard that ascend works on certain enemies and I'm very curious about which ones. It'd be interesting if this enemy tries to swallow Link and Link just ascends through the roof of its mouth.

This is Hylia or some version of Zelda from the past (yeah I'm aware that Hylia is technically a version of Zelda but whatever.) I think she's very pretty, super amazing, and very strong considering she laser beams a bunch of Molduga with no sweat.

RIJU!!! Look at my girl double wielding swords (Can we do it too as Link? Nintendo?? I wanna duel wield.) Riju appears to have grown into her own and mastered her lightning powers without needing the Helm. I'm so proud of her and I can't wait to fight along side her.

I can't tell you how cool it is to see that Link will be working and fighting alongside other citizens of Hyrule. The resistance in Twilight Princess walked so that TOTK NPCS can run. At least that's my hope. Also neat looking sword Link.

Now this part of the trailer nearly gave me a heart attack. I was like no freaking way will the new champions literally fight besides Link and not just in a cut scene. How sick is this? Of course, I heard some people say co-op but I don't think that's what's happening. You see the blue glowy stuff on Sidon? Yeah it was on Tulin too. I think the new champions might be like summons, automated companions. I think Nintendo took the wolf link amiibo and the Yunobu follow quest and beefed it up. I'm very excited about it.

So Riju doesn't have a tear that we can see and they haven't shown Yunobu but Tulin and Sidon have different tears. I'm very curious about what these things do. I'm also amused that Sidon got blue and Tulin green considering the colors of Mipha's Grace and Revali's Gale. I'm not sure about the symbols on them since I don't think they correspond to any of the abilities icons unlike recall. Anyway, it's just another thing that can't be answered until the game is out.

Giant fire gleeok or three headed evil dragon or whatever it's called, it's a sick looking boss that I can't wait to fight. Also the weapon that Link is using looks so other worldly. It's got the shape of a wing and its probably ice related. I wonder what enemy Link got it from but it does remind me of Naydra so maybe it's a dragon part? Nintendo really popped off with the Fuse ability.

So Ganondorf is most likely what this mural figure represent but look at the Hylian (i think it's a hylian, could be a Zonai) beneath him. I think the figure with its hand raised represents either Link or the person who owned the ancient hand and sealed Ganondorf.

It's a bit hard to see but see these four warriors? I think they might represent the four champions since these guys are the only warrior figures in the middle of the horde of monsters. The warriors that aren't yet in the midst of monsters must represent the other NPCs, the citizens of Hyrule that are also fighting back. I think the mural is neat and I wonder where we might see it in the game.

Lastly, Zelda holding the Master Sword and saying "You must find me Link." The first time I watched the trailer I went "Zelda?? If Link has to find you then where the heck are you??" And that's where time travel to the past is looking like a more and more likely theory. The only other theory I have involves realms/alternate worlds since A Link Between worlds exists and so do the Twilight and Silent Realms. But again, I think we'll just have to wait and see what the game has in store.

Thank you for coming to the end of this analysis with me. I'm ecstatic to have my questions answered on May 12, 2023.

Edit: It has been brought to my attention that Riju does in fact have a visible tear and I even posted a picture where it is visible. Guess my brain was so focused on how badass she looked while duel wielding swords that I missed it. Welp that's three for three tears so I'm expecting Yunobu to have one.

[blueberryspyder]

Hylas

Been talking a lot about my Tav Hylas and uh. I still haven’t. Shared them on here??

So here’s a post dedicated to my darling Hylas (they/them)!

(Under the cut is their lore/backstory and some doodles of them and Gale, so if you just wanna see the screenshots you don’t gotta go any deeper)

Hylas Lore

Hylas was born in Baldur’s Gate to a Human mother and Wood Elf father (side note: I think more Wood Elves should be green. It’s my reality, so Hylas is tinted green bc of their dad’s genes).

Dad bailed pretty early on, and because mom couldn’t afford to be a single mom, she gave custody of Hylas to a nearby Monastery of Lathander.

Hylas didn’t have to become a member of the clergy/monk, but they liked the teachings of Lathander and decided to dedicate their life to him as a monk. They started studying and archiving at 13, and didn’t start martial arts training until 15.

They trained as an Open Hand monk (I like to think their specific style is a mix of Shanghai- and Southern-Tiger Kung Fu style; I tried to draw them in a Tiger stance above) and they perfected their speed and placement of attacks.

At 25, the monastery was attacked, and Hylas was put in charge of getting the younger students to safety with another monk. They were attacked, and Hylas fought tooth and claw to protect the kids and the fellow monk, who was critically injured. The ordeal nearly killed them, and it left them with long-lasting scars, but if given the chance they’d do it all over again. Defending the people they love is the most important thing to them, and the monastery is their family.

A stereotypical “monk” pose from when I first drew Hylas—way before I actually put thought into their martial stylings. See it as a show of their flexibility, I guess!

At 31, they left the monastery to travel Faêrun on their own for the first time—they’d only ever known brief glimpses of Baldur’s Gate and the monastery. They traveled up and down the Sword Coast, meeting with other temples of Lathander (they even met Gideon Lightward from Elturel; they felt he was a little too ‘fire and brimstone’ to be a true priest of the Dawn Father, but they enjoyed his company and tutelage nonetheless).

After years of studying being an archivist, Hylas has a borderline unhealthy fixation on collecting books/missives/texts. It is, in fact, a problem. They read the Tome of Thay because of it. They don’t know they have a problem, and the fact that they’re romancing Gale doesn’t do them any favors.

And 10 years after they left—Baldur’s Gate 3 happened! So Hylas is 41 during the game; 20-25 in Human years! They got set back to Level 1 like the rest of the gang (and they were VERY mad they had to rely on a staff again. They spent a DECADE breaking their fingers to punch things into dust, dammit!/hjk).

Some fun facts about Hylas:

When their dad was still around, he took them to see a ballet performance (this is my reality, and in my reality Elves invented ballet, huff my jorts) and they wanted to be a ballerina SO BAD

Since they DIDN’T get to be a ballerina, they spent some of their 10 years traveling Faêrun learning some dances! It was fun to do, connected them to their past, and helped them keep in shape when they weren’t training.

They’ve had their vitiligo since childhood, though it’s grown over time.

Hylas’s non-binary/transmasc identity is loosely based on my own experiences as a demiboy! They actually made me feel more comfortable with my own they/them pronouns and I’m toying around with using them over he/him.

They’re very much romancing Gale—they find his intelligence and passion for knowledge and teaching very sexy.

Gale was also their first… well, almost everything relationship wise! First significant other, first hand hold, first time.

The only first Gale didn’t get was kissing, and that’s because when Hylas was young, they and another monk-in-training kissed each other to see what all the fuss was about. They both swore to keep it secret (intimacy was a no-no for monks at the monastery), but they both caved due to guilt and separately fessed up to the same monk. They had a LOT of extra chores that month.

(Hylas never sought out a relationship after the monastery simply because they didn’t really… see the point. The monks had drilled celibacy into their head for so long they just kinda. Didn’t seek it out. And then they pulled the wizard from the rock and everything changed…)

Spoilers for Act 3 for this one: in my play through, Hylas drowned in the Iron Throne along with… a lot of the hostages. They made sure Wyll’s dad got out safe, and kept the Sahuagin from getting to the sub while everyone else escaped, but they went down with the prison and have a phobia of water/drowning now (as well as a LOT of guilt over all the dead Gondians—they probably won’t ever forgive themselves for that).

Post-game, I think Hylas would become a priest of Lathander or a scholar/archivist—they’re done fighting for a nice long while. (They still train regularly though—gotta keep the mind and body sharp!)

Karlach is their bff. The SECOND Karlach could touch others, they JUMPED to hug her.

Hylas’s favorite stuffed animal growing up was a sabertooth tiger—and in my play through, Halsin became a sabertooth tiger a LOT :3

They let Volo take their eye. They. They did that. Volo they trusted you. Do you know what an honor it was for them to meet you, Volo? VOLO—

Between Hylas’s open hand attacks and Gale casting Disintegrate, these two are fucking lethal as hell. Lucky for you they just want to study and talk about books with Tara.

Hope y’all love my baby as much as I do��I have so so SO many thoughts about them. Once I’m able to draw digitally again I’m gonna be doing SO much art of them and Gale 💕

ALSO if you want to ask about them, or talk Tavs/BG3 in general, please feel free to drop me a line! I love talking about this stuff, it’s incredibly fun for me and I love seeing other people’s Tavs 🥰

[fictionfixations]

book 7 exploration stuff

book 7 part 4 spoilers

the game makes you wait (unless you want to spend gems) to continue the story so be prepared for posts every now and then about this of me screenshotting things i think are interesting or funny

okay. listen. i still maintain the 'the ironclads and the fae have a HUGE misunderstanding' idea, BUT that doesnt mean everyone has good intentions... and i mean some people think that if they're their enemy, then nothings fof limits right? (to be fair when we run off the ironclads we also steal like their supplies.. but like... geez... these ones ARENT fighters, you're attacking civilians!)

ohh more backstory

its the black shadow-y thing back from before in the other dreams that tried to bring us to a deeper sleep

malleus?

LMFAO

OH DAMN what is with this game and kicks. if i had a nickel for every time someone kicked another person to get them to move, id have two nickels. which isnt a lot but its weird it happened twice (bro in book 6 in one of the PTMs riddle kicked azul to get him out of the way. with his HEELED BOOT by the way, OW?)

gAH (i know im supposed to be supportive of the 'good guys' but haha no. godd i really cant wait for people to write fics about this ive had a hankering for diasomnia fics lately, especially from silver and/or sebek pov)

wow thats some dark imagery. although i cant be surprised... (yknow what? i actually wonder what people think of them in those clothes. like. idk. any weird 'what are you wearing'??? do we have any items on ourselves like a phone or something to get the dreamer really confused and make them realize 'wait a second...'????)

im a third of the way there (im still at the beginning area lMFAO)

aww. family bonding.

what else can we introduce to them though to make them horribly confused or shocked or amazed since we come from a different time period entirely?? (we shocked them with good food, in a bigger quantity then even the nobles have too, idk if it counts but sebek and silver have their training from lilia, which knocked his mask off and made him surprised that a human could get him...)

i wonder. what if there were spells that exist now that are way more convenient with little magic cost. but before it wasnt nearly as tested so its more difficult and stuff to magic??

in any case i think fae are magic so like. doubt. (we barely beat him anyway. well i didnt i used a retry ticket because i struggled so bad)

then again

how to make up for us basically time traveling (without it being permanent though since its a dream)? by making our only knowledgeable party members (silver and sebek) not having as much knowledge. cause like. they know things happened and stuff but its never been written or spoken about what happened. so all of its new to them. like i mean

they know the end result but how they got there is lost. especially the details.

..people are going to make such cool works out of book seven and i am PUMPED.

[msuict49]

My first commission request

November 4th I recieve this message, and I don't notice it until the next day. I was in school when I checked DeviantArt, to see 3 notifications and a message, which surprised me having made my account a week or so ago. I check the message to see that it is a commission request, and me being the anxious little thingy I am, I nearly get a panic attack, and try to not mess anything up. I quickly responded, asking them what they have in mind. I wanted to write another message, but then

WHAT IS THIS??? DEVIANTART???!!! I wrote the first message down, then what happened was that my message didn't appear as I was writing it or something??? I tried to type based on autocorrect and what I knew I deleted from the original message above. I send it, then IT SENDS IT FUCKING REVERSED. .gh uoht emor f syad wef atake z thgiM ????? WHAT??? I WANTED TO TYPE THAT IT MIGHT TAKE A FEW DAYS FOR ME THOUGH BECAUSE I AM A STUDENT AND CAN'T WORK ON IT ALL THE TIME, BUT MAN WHAT THE FUCK????

I sent them this afterwards in notes, which to then they responded In chat again.

request sent? okay sure... kinda sounded like a bot or an npc... I thought to myself, as I went onto this person's account. The story just gets more wild here, because look

they created the account the day they texted me. The reason why I am not covering their name is because this person is a SCAMMER! Here I thought I had an actual commission. But at the time I was just skeptical.

I thought this was weird. Why did I think that? If you look at my profile all I have done were character drawings with simple gradient backgrounds, and ALL DIGITAL.

I can't even say shit about this bruh, look at my fucking profile

literally the first thing that welcomes you on all of my profiles. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!! later I went back to "barbara"'s profile to see

I actually texted one of the people here on deviantart and they told me they sent a fake paypal screenshot, with an email that steals your log in info. But I told them I'm doing mine free...

And they haven't responded anything to it. And I was thinking... Should I still do the drawing? I can't draw dogs well... And it's a scammer, but I am not accepting pay anyway... I ended up not doing it boom what do i tell this scammer why didnt i do it? lmao

also there was this, because i wanted to tell them that they are interesting for asking me to draw a dog when in my last random doodles, this is what i cooked up.-.. this shows that they werent serious btw so.... THANKS FOR LISTENING TO MY DUMBASS RANTING

just realized i wasnt spelling commision correct this entire time

[echthr0s]

Diablo IV's free-to-lvl20 trial week is not nearly enough for me to make a proper judgement on Diablo IV, and of course even at 50% off I can't afford to buy it right now (I otherwise would have, probably, because I'm a sucker and also because see below screenshot), but this is how I feel about it now that I have finally had a chance to form my own opinion:

you know, as much as I fucking hate that half (HALF) the nearly-100gb download is due to the insane size of high-resolution textures, at least they let me choose to forgo downloading them (if I were actually buying the game, I'd put up with it, but I don't need my free trial to be on fucking Ultra lmao)

that is one of my new favourite opening cutscenes (also doing the Leo Dicaprio point at the poor scholar guy. hey! I know you. what other know-yet-more ass motherfucker would be in that particular position but my Can Calah)

*playing* hmm. this feels familia-- ooooh, I see, so Diablo Immortal truly was a preview of non-mobile releases to come :/

genuinely interested in the storyline, which opens me up for typical Blizzard disappointment, but at least I wouldn't be surprised if it started flagging in Act 2 or 3

Traversals is cute

I tried a couple of dungeons and I did like the way they were laid out. class-specific boss drops is interesting

dunno how I feel about the skill trees yet (I did think having a separate tree for skeletal summons was intriguing) but at least it seems to remain somewhere in between overly simplistic and batshit inscrutable. also yay I still get to explode corpses (listen. that is always my main attack as necro LOL 💀💥💀💥💀💥)

not gonna lie, this is the main thing that makes me wish I could keep playing:

character creation! I got to make a nearly true-to-life Anansi Surana! for the first time in any game! confused about the body sizes, though; I get the impression that you can be fat but only if you're a Barbarian or a Druid?? like, okay. again, typical Blizz type shit, but lol. whatever. hi, Anansi! let's go explode some corpses!

[deathbirby]

I think you should be cancelled and harassed for that bald rhea post period tbh.

Ok jokes aside- man these people really do suck, huh. I can’t tell you the number of times over the years I’ve made posts about not liking Edelgard/analyzing the text in ways her fans don’t like/etc and got swarmed by her stans arguing in bad faith at best and telling me to kms or threatening me at worst. Over video game discourse.

Meanwhile all I’ve seen you do is personally complain on your own blog about takes you see that you disagree with? And when you bring people up it’s always because they were doing some wack shit like sharing screenshots with uncensored usernames or block evading? Again I just don’t know what reality these people live in but it’s so fucking annoying and the reason why I stay on anon lol.

(Rant time) There’s just no winning with these folks seeing as they’re pretty much just bullies at this point deflecting their own (or at least people in their circle’s) behavior back on the people just trying to talk about the game and mind their own damn business. It’s really not that hard to see a take you disagree with and just block and move on, it’s so easy and I do it all the time. It’s hard to want to genuinely interact with ANYONE pro-cf/Edelgard/etc when I’ve been burned so many times by people jumping to call me vile things because I dared share a reading of the text different than the ones they personally project onto the game. Even just saying “I like Rhea and don’t think she’s nearly as bad as people make her out to be” is some sort of cause for freaking the fuck out and harassing people which just. *Head in hands* UGH. Anyway rant over. I know you just laugh at them at this point (and good on you for that) but I’m still so sorry you have to deal with these ppl, truly could not be me.

~⭐️

My notifications only showed the "I think you should be harassed for..." and I had my hazmat suit ready.

Bald Rhea is beautiful wdym?

Jesus christ. You were told to kill yourself?? And getting threats? Dude I am so sorry you had to go through that. I said it before but don't worry about sending asks if this is the only way you can get it out of your system.

At best I've clowned on people who reblogged my posts to start shit. Or someone who tried to start shit with a mutual and I was out of fucks to give at that point. But they don't specify who and what we're talking about, so I'm left guessing.

I believe a certain person had previously stated that tumblr is public and that they have the right to correct any misunderstanding and set things straight or whatever. Which is fucking pathetic. I have come across people who fucking gutted canon and I just blocked them. Like you said, it is not that hard.

Then again, they also said that any attack on Edelgard is a personal attack (unironically), so there really is no winning. Nothing you say will change anything because they will keep seeing it as an attack on their character.

Thanks anon. It's kinda tiring at this point. I want to have an honest discussion with people, but I was banned from the edelgard server, and now people are deleting their accounts (lol why) instead of talking to me directly.

Still funny tho when they get mad and call me toxic or sexist or whatever because I respond with shitposts to their serious "debates."

[executionofficial]

Entry #3: K.T.E

I loaded into the next zone which was, unexpectedly, scrap brain zone.

Knuckles played like he usually did. He could glide and climb walls but additionally, he could throw a punch by hitting the B button. I figured this out while trying to jump with that button.

I got through the first act rather swiftly with little to no trouble. Infact, knuckle's climb ability helped me get through it faster. But when I got to the second act, things started changing again.

The ground had rusted and there were puddles of blood on the floor. Although this time, there were no corpses to cause the blood puddles. When I got to the part of the level we're there was usually a pit, there was instead a large pool of blood. Seeing as there were no other options, I decided to dive under-blood and sink beneath the crimson waves.

The transition to the next act was similar to the transition from scrap brain act 2 to scrap brain act 3 in the original game, except this time there was no title card. It began with a free falling section down a narrow tunnel with spikes on the walls. Luckily, the blood slowed me down which gave me more time to dodge. it was at this point I had noticed that my score counter was completely gone. It doesn't really matter since I don't ever keep count of my score while playing games but I thought I'd mention it.

The closest thing I can compare this zone to is labyrinth zone. Which is notoriously hard due to the constant need for air. But this zone wasn't nearly as hard as labyrinth. It gave me plenty of air bubbles and the only obstacles were spikes and a few springs. And knuckle's gliding ability made it even easier to traverse this zone.

Eventually I got to the bottom of the zone where there was a large pit of spikes. I started gliding across the spike pit until I noticed something horrifying while landing on a platform.

Corpses. So many corpses. Each of them appearing to be sonics past lives. It's incredibly unnerving on it's own but what made it even worse is the corpses ability to spring back to life to try and drag me down. Eventually I reached a wall where there was one lone sonic body waiting by it. I jumped as high as I could and in one last ditch effort to kill me, the sonic desperately reached for me as I climbed up the wall. But I was too fast for it and was able to narrowly escape it's grasp.

I got to the top of the wall and jumped on a small platform above it. I walked across it for a bit until I found another pool of blood. I was about to jump in it until the same demonic sonic from earlier appeared behind me. Acting out of instinct, I turned around and tried to punch it. But when I did it just teleported behind me again. Over and over I kept trying to attack it but it just kept on teleporting. After a while knuckles collapsed on the floor from exhaustion and started sobbing. I pressed every possible button on the controller but knuckles wouldn't budge. A few seconds later, the demon sonic appeared again, but this time I was gonna try and take him by surprise. So I pressed the B button and went in for a punch. Sonic didn't even flinch as knuckle's first went into the back of his throat. Until suddenly he bit down on knuckle's arm and he screamed in agony as the screen faded to black.

Text appeared on screen again with that same flickering effect. This time I was able to get a screenshot of it. The text read:

"So many souls to play with

So little time

Would you agree"

But as I was about to take a screenshot, the text added onto it's sentence with the word:

"Thomas".

How in the fuck did this game know my name? Kyle couldn't have, put it in here, he doesn't know a thing about rom hacking. And even if he did there's no way someone like him would make THIS. The explanation of this being a rom hack is becoming less and less likely by the second. I decided to take a break for a day in order to keep myself calm. eggman can wait.

[mepposprincess]

how about uhhhh 69 for the jokes lol and ummmm 24 and 36

OH BOY LADS ITS ALL TO.KU IDIOTS LETS GOOOO

f/o ask game !

NUMBER CHOSEN: 69

F/O CHOSEN: Azuma Mic.hi.na.ga !

SO LUCKILY ENOUGH IVE ALREADY POSTED SCREENSHOTS EXPLAINING THE AZU LORE BEFORE

Which is nice because there's so. So. Much.

Link for the lore please appreciate my insanity

So here's some silly facts: my s/i calls him azu ! All the time. Frequently

He also takes every cow, bull, or buffalo plush he finds and buys it and then shows it to azu and is like "this is u"

He annoys azu so much but in an affectionate way ya know

NUMBER CHOSEN: 24

F/O CHOSEN: Ignis !

This insane bitch

Okay ! So my s/i works for guts-select ! And accidentally sees kengo turning into trigger one day and well. Cover blown. Not that kengo was hiding it well.

So he is dragged into so much chaos and well! Fucking ignis appears. And takes and interest in him bc he's fucking insane..and tries to attack ignis with a giant hammer. It's fine.

ALL JOKES ASIDE the two start to get closer and at some point have a genuine heart to heart when ignis is ✨imprisoned for his crimes✨

Fun fact the confession is actually dumb as fuck bc there's an ep where everyone's hallucinating their desires and well. Guess what happens to my s/i ✨ and guess who is there to see it ✨

It's fine it works out Ignis is ecstatic

Though Ignis does still do some insane ass shit (plan to sacrifice himself to kill the guy who destroyed his planet) ONCE EVERYTHING IS SETTLED AND OKAY they go travelling through space together!!! Yay !!!

NUMBER CHOSEN: 36

F/O CHOSEN: Shuichi Ki.ta.ok.a !

WHERE DO I EVEN. BEGIN.

Uh beware there is slight nsfw talk here but it's not detailed

Okay so me and twin have uh. Complex lore for ry.u.ki in which we changed up a lot but also not a lot at the same time. So my s/i is similar to think like. tsu.mu.ri in ge.a.ts, kinda helps explain shit and keep things running properly

Only because he and his twin got dragged into the blast that started all of this and also got kinda. Trapped in-between the mir.ror world and regular world

ANYWAYS THID BITCH will NOT leave my s/i alone constantly calling him up to ask stupid questions and bug the shit out of him

A lot of shit happens, the two actually at some point begin a fwb type situation lol because ichi is annoying and is into him and my s/i is always stressed

Eventually he finds out about ichis illness and why he's even agreed to take part in the ri.d.er war, and yeah.

The two get in an argument at some point about ichi nearly dying which leads into my s/i confessing in a panicked moment of fearing losing him and well. Yeah.

Goro is also involved! It's a poly relationship all three are dating each other but he wasn't the one rolled so we won't go deep into that

ANYWAYS ichi eventually succumbs to his illness WHICH IS SO FUCKED and that mentally destroys my s/i and goro takes ichi places to try to win to wish him back BUT WELL THST GOES BACK TOO AND PAIN AND SUFFERING.

And then the world resets ! Fun !

But hey everyone is alive again ! And it's all ! Totally okay! Totally! Sure ! Let's say that. Alas they all forgot their memories

Though me and twin decided fuck that and they do get them back after a while (similar mechanism to bu.il.d we decided) and well!! Happy reunion !!!!

This is such a watered down explanation of events BUT GOD. SO MUCH. HAPPENS. IN THIS DAMN SHOW.

The three are happily married the end JENDJDJJD

[martyreasemymind]

https://www.tumblr.com/martyreasemymind/739729318445531136?source=share

You are spreading misinformation. This isn't Yemen, it is the Houthis, and they are not a non violent group. The Houthis are a religious extremist militia that started and continue to perpetuate the Yemeni Civil War which has caused hundreds of thousands of deaths. They're also directly responsible for the Yemeni famine, which also has resulted in hundreds of thousands of deaths. The Houthis brought back chattle slavery to the regions of Yemen under their control and openly engage in the sex traffickng of Ethiopian women. They have "A Curse Upon The Jews" written on their flag and they ethnically cleansed the last five Jewish families from Yemen in 2021. There is only one Jew left in Yemen, a man who has been imprisoned and facing torture by the Houthis for the past 7 years for smuggling a Torah scroll to another Jewish family before they were also forcibly expelled from Yemen.

The Houthis are not attacking Israeli ships to protect Palestinian or engaging in a peaceful embargo. They are attacking ships at complete random, the vast majority of which have been civilian vessels neither coming nor going from Israel. The only reason no one has been killed yet is because the missiles that have been firing have all been intercepted. Not because they haven't been trying to kill people.

A random screenshot on Twitter is not a reliable source, especially about something so serious. The Houthis are one of the most violent and oppressive groups in power in the world today. For the record, the KKK also hates Israel, and that doesn't make them anti-Zionist freedom fighters. Please fact check your sources about things that are this important. You spread misinformation when you don't.

I never equated the Yemeni people to the Houthis, nor did I condone the crimes committed by the Houthis.

The Yemeni people have had their country bombed almost continually for nearly a decade. The Houthis know how work around airstrikes because of these constant attacks, they know to use underground storage systems for weaponry.

The Houthis, like many other terrorist groups in the Middle East, are a result of a legacy of flawed and horrific military intervention which has traumatized an entire nation. Other powers have tried and failed to rid Yemen of the Houthis because they fundamentally misunderstand the function and origin behind terrorist groups in the first place.

Bombing Yemen again will not help. It has never helped and it never help. This has been so obvious that the United States, the most militarily aggressive country in the world, pulled out of the Yemen conflict in 2022. The only reason they have reentered the conflict is because the attacks on civilian cargo ships has directly affected them and their pet dictatorship Israel.

The United States' foreign policy dictates that the short term victories won by immediate military aggression outweigh any long term loses to either the U.S. or any other power. This has been the case for decades and the leading reason why U.D. intervention in the Middle East has been so disastrous, and Yemen is no exception.

In the best case scenario, the strikes quiet the Houthis long enough for the attacks to stop but they will emerge again, this time with even more support from the enemies of the U.S. and Israel and even more advanced technology just like they did after the 2016 airstrikes by the U.S.

You cannot eradicate terrorism with aggression. It is an idea, not a spot you can bomb off a map.

The fact that you compare the Houthis to the KKK and then tell me I'm the one who needs to do research is laughable.

The KKK formed out of the rage felt by white Americans at the end of the Civil War.

The Houthis formed as a response to ongoing, large scale foreign intervention which has brutalized an entire culture. The crimes committed against Yemen have been so severe and the state of the nation is so poor that the Houthis' designation as a 'terrorist' group was removed in 2021, despite their actions prior to that point fulfilling the requirements for such a label.

You saw the word's 'terrorist' and 'anti-semitic' and decided the two were the same.

Nowhere in the post that linked were the Houthis equated with being freedom fighters or heroes. Nowhere were they called nonviolent. You saw people condemning the United States' attacks on an already profoundly war-torn part of the world, a country whose destruction was supported, enabled, and funded by the United States, and deluded yourself into to thinking that constituted excusal.

I am not going to sit here and wave my finger at every crime of the Houthis and every human rights abuse and every hateful tenet of their ideology because I refuse to sit here and hold your fucking hand when every shred of evidence should be telling you these airstrikes are the wrong thing to do from from a strategic and moral standpoint.

[quinnkdev]

I became less cognizant of how its news were lying to me. Not meeting people in a global pandemic, you forget how thoroughly hateful most them are. The permanent islamophobia.

Not paying attention, you feel like the worst of its politicians already ended their own careers. But- no. We're sliding further and further off the deep end:

id: Picture of a news article of ORF.at, a state-funded TV and news network in Austria; screenshot taken on 11-1-2023

Sea of ​​lights in Vienna against anti-Semitism Tomorrow evening there will be a sea of ​​lights from Vienna's Heldenplatz. The aim is to commemorate the hostages taken by Hamas in Israel and to send a message against anti-Semitism, terror, violence and hatred. Three relatives of hostages will also be present. Vice Chancellor Werner Kogler (Greens) also wants to be there. Co-organizer Daniel Landau was delighted with the Vice Chancellor's announcement, as well as with the support from Chancellor Karl Nehammer (ÖVP). According to Landau, he hopes that the number of participants will be high “despite the absurdly short period of time for preparation”. He sees a “common denominator” in the “unconditional demand” to release the hostages. Nehammer thanked Landau for the initiative and organization of the event. “Rescuing the hostages kidnapped by Hamas is a high priority. Hatred and terror will not win!” said the Chancellor on Twitter (X). “Never again is now.” A solidarity ceremony will also take place at the Vienna International Center (VIC) around midday."

This is lying. This is a smoke-bomb under the guise of a "memorial-culture" (Erinnerungskultur) that, here, is weaponised, summoned only to reverse victim and perpetrator of an attack that has already killed nearly 10.000 Palestinians in Gaza.

Austria has, over the past 80 years, honed a rhetorical tactic of false "repentance"; of using the crimes of its past not to learn and implement better policies, but to steamroll any attempt at a humanist and nuanced presence on the global stage, and to push a narrative of having "achieved sufficient repentance" to shield against criticism when convenient.

But this sin-and-absolvement-obsessed catholic shithole can't cover for a genocide by making puppydog eyes. They tried that before; Authors like Bernhard and Jelinek (flawed though they are) called them rightfully out about it.

Austria has, in voting that Israel should "keep firing" in the UN poll, decided it wants to get in on the next genocide on the side of the perpetrators. Again.

I will not let them forget that. You all shouldn't, either.

For a brief while, I tried not to think about how much I hate my home country.

[wh6res]

dreams come true | yuta

"soulmate or not. i don't shoot blanks." — ny

[ part of the my bloody valentine collection ]

tw. gore, blood, murder, death, killings, mentions of illegal organ trafficking, violence, mentions of stalking, minor character deaths, weapons (a knife and a gun), almost (??) suggestive content but nothing happened

disc. this is rlly fucked up and yuta is unredeemable. i dont condone such acts. this is all a work of fiction and meant to entertain.

wc. 5k

every time you sleep, the void is sickening. it was all you could see, lightyears and lightyears away of pitch black that made your head dizzy and your stomach dry heave. you've always wondered when you'll start dreaming about your soulmate's memories. they were like little secrets, another way for two people to be intimate without even being together. their days were flashing before their soulmate's eyes in the form of a dream. it's as if you spent the day with them!

you loved it, the whole concept of it. it sounded so wholesome and sweet and jesus fucking christ, you've always been such a hopeless romantic.

it was sweet until it turned sour. you loved it until you hated it. it was romantic until it turned downright terrifying.

you wake up covered in cold sweat, panting and gasping as if you've run a whole marathon.

moonlight seeps through your glass window, slightly left ajar for the midnight breeze to pass through – you walk up to it, pull it shut, and draw your thick curtains together. you exhaled, breath shaking as you tried to anchor yourself back to the ground.

with the only source of your light disappearing, darkness envelops you whole. for once, you craved the void. you want that void back if it meant never seeing something like that again – something straight out of your worst nightmare.

"119, what's your emergency?"

"uhm, i think… i think i just witnessed a massacre."

you reiterate everything you saw in the dream – the mahogany door, paint chipping off the drywalls. the doorknob was rusty, so were the hinges, and it made an ominous creak when pushed open. the light switches on, the first you see was a bunch of dirty ice coolers in what should've been the living room, it wasn't even the slightest bit organized. they were everywhere, and the floor looked grimy and disgusting, like there's a stain they can't seem to scrub off. only when your soulmate has stalked closer did you see the labels haphazardly taped on top of the ice coolers.

kidneys. livers. lungs. pancreas. intestines – you nearly vomited on the floor, trying to relay everything you saw to the operator on the other end of the call.

then came the gruesome parts.

their deaths.

they were five people in total. men clad in cheap t-shirts and pants, wearing all these similar leather jackets. some were well-built, ripped in the arms and thighs, but some were skinny, the jackets hanging on their small frames.

they never stood a chance against him.

your soulmate is agile, quick on his feet with outstanding eye-hand coordination. only equipped with a butcher's knife, but it was all he needed to take them down and send them knocking on inferno's gates. he was skilled, knowing when to pounce and where to slash his knife to maim but never to kill. by the time your soulmate was through with them, everything is bloody red. all the victims' eyes widened as they sputtered and choked on their blood – not dead, but dying...

because your soulmate wasn't done yet.

a killer should have a modus operandi, should they not? so he took out a desert eagle, stood before the bleeding bodies, and shot two bullets straight into their eyes. the finishing touch? carving a frown on their faces with his butcher's knife.

the operator only told you one thing after she's made you describe the place for them to track the crime scene down.

"double-check all your windows and doors."

because you couldn't be too sure, not when you have been granted a front seat to the sad face slayer's most recent endeavors.

the detective eyes you with a certain pity. maybe that's why you don't bother meeting his eyes. you sit still on a chair, camera blinking red behind him, the interrogation room is freezing even with the thick jacket you're wearing.

seven billion people in the world and you're soulmate's a ruthless serial killer who took it upon himself to purge the world of evildoers – he was playing god, no wonder the detective is looking at you like that.

"uhh…" he's awkward, fidgeting in his seat. "and you saw this all in a dream?"

"yes."

you've known him only minutes ago. mark lee was his name and he seems to be a subordinate of a higher, more experienced detective named kim doyoung. you don't know whether to feel offended or not for having a doe-eyed newbie taking care of the case, but you pushed it at the back of your mind, knowing his superior is watching on the other side of the two-way mirror.

"did you have, like, other past instances where you dreamt of him? of what he…" mark looked like he was going to throw up. "what he does to his other victims?"

you shook your head. no. "i've mostly just heard of him on the news. i don't think i have the stomach to find out in-depth what the killer does."

mark takes out a folder, features walking the fine white line between looking apologetic or wanting to say me too. "i'm, uhh, really sorry to hear that."

there's a sudden pregnant silence encapsulating the interrogation room. it felt like you were mourning for something, the chains of dread dragging your heart to the ground as it pounded against your ribcage. mark looked like he wanted to say something, but you swore his eyes darted towards the camera in the corner and decided otherwise.

"anyway…" he trails. flipping the folder open in one swift motion. "past sightings have given us the sad face slayer's name."

he slaps down a picture of a man, his hair raven and a permanent scowl etched on his face. the quality was shitty. it looked like it was a screenshot taken from zoomed-in cctv footage.

"nakamoto yuta, twenty-five, japanese, and has slipped one too many times past authorities that at this point, it's practically a talent."

and just like that, it made sense why you're here.

your lips pursed in contemplation, palms quaking as your fingers reach forward to inspect your soulmate's picture. "and… you want to use my soulmate connection –" you glowered. never had a sentence sounded so fucking cursed and utterly wrong. "– to catch him?"

mark can't look you in the eye. "yes. he's very elusive. his killings have been happening cross-country and, as you can see, have garnered national media attention. the police are hanging by a thread here. a month in his case and all we got is his MO, name, and that he has this weird god complex on him. if we can't catch him by the end of next month…" he shrugs. "the feds are going to interfere, sooner or later."

"so…" you trail, urging him to continue.

"so, we need as much information about him as we can get and your dreams about him will be able to provide that."

fucking great.

the much newer revelations of precisely who it was on the other end of the soulmate connection put a significant damper on your mood. you'd like to think your new little cop buddy who follows you around gives you the least bit sense of security, but alas, it doesn't. not when you've seen first hand how yuta took down five men all at once without breaking a fucking sweat – you absolutely refuse to call him your soulmate, you'd never accept a person with his nature as a soulmate.

you try to hide the bracelet mark handed you last two weeks ago, during your time spent in the precinct's interrogation room.

"please have this on you at all times until we catch him, okay? this is for extra measures, just in case something happens to the cop assigned to guard you. just press the little button here and we'll be there before you can even finish shouting 'help!' – hey, i was just kidding! what's with the face?"

considering you're now probably being hunted alive for snitching on a serial killer? mark lee, that was not funny at all.

"do you have to get inside the lecture with me?" you whine, shielding your face with your hair when you notice people shooting glances at the rather handsome cop they assigned to you. "it's not like he'll attack in broad daylight! and in a fucking classroom, for that matter."

jaehyun looks just about ready to hurl you out the window. "lower down your voice," he scolds. "serial killers don't pick a time and place, sweetheart. he kills when necessary and if it's fucking necessary to murder everyone in that classroom to get to you? he'll do it in a fucking heartbeat."

you sigh when the chair next to you screeches against the floor, the aforementioned male taking his seat right next to you. jaehyun felt more like a babysitter than a cop, who seems to have a habit of constantly inputting his not-even-needed opinions on the most superficial things.

are witness protection protocols like this?

it was a good thing that overgrown bat doesn't come hanging around in your apartment, but he does have the police car parked right across the building's entrance. judging by how meticulous and thorough he seems to be, he won't miss any face that comes in and out of the building.

you didn't forget exactly why you're under witness protection. for the cops to waste one good officer to follow you around, you needed to be valuable and being valuable meant sleeping through nightmare-induced dreams of what your soulmate does for a living. the scenes are so gruesome, so graphic and utterly gory, that you dart towards the bathroom first thing after waking up in cold sweat, draining all of dinner down the toilet bowl.

after dreaming of him in action a few times, you've now completely understood what detective lee had said regarding yuta's god complex. it was unsightly, yet there was a twisted sense of heroism to it. if there's one thing, he only gutted the bad guys – but that didn't make nakamoto yuta any less of a bad guy, himself.

i need to ask you a favor [sent 2:05am]

JJH: what? [received 2:10am]

often the nightmares were too much. too much that you thought of escaping its horrors by never getting a wink of sleep ever again – until you realized you're a witness and is probably the only chance for the seoul police department to catch that bastard.

buy me sleeping pills? [read 2:08am]

when you peep out of the window, you find an empty spot across the road where jaehyun usually parks the police car. twenty minutes later, you answer the knocking on your door. he used that little "code" he did for you to know it was him. jaehyun was glowering and muttering about how he wasn't some errand boy when he shoved the plastic bottle in your hand yet, you still thanked him nonetheless.

the pills worked like a charm. you managed to stay asleep throughout the whole night, ceasing those episodes of yours where you jolt awake in the middle of dreaming about the sad face slayer's memories.

life continued for you. it became a little bearable, but that didn't mean the horrific murders you see in your dreams are something you can get used to – you don't think you'll ever get used to the sight of him slashing his victims, the blood trickling like a goddamned waterfall.

today the dreams were different. anticlimactic, per se, if you compare it to the violence so utterly present in his memories.

the first you see were black gates, then it shifted to him ordering coffee in a café (amazing what a simple black mask can hide). it switched to him walking on a sidewalk, then he arrives at his destination, an apartment building – it wasn't too rundown, nor was it extravagant.

the serial killer takes the elevator and walks up to a mahogany door –

your room number is a blaring sight.

you couldn't be wrong, not when the 506 with the missing zero in the middle was a sight you saw every day, going and coming home from university.

that was your front door.

he was at your front door.

you jolt awake, ignoring the icky feel of sweat making your clothes cling onto your skin. ice creeps up your spine and freezes you over when you notice with a sinking realization.

those black gates are from the university you attended. that café is your favorite study nook. and that sidewalk is a route you take every day.

you clamp your hands on your mouth as tears roll down your cheeks in rivulets. you pull the comforters up above your head, fear gripping onto you with a vice-like grip as you sob.

it was in the dead of night, moonlight grazing the confines of your room and hours away from dusk. you finally utter those three words in a frightened whisper.

"he's stalking me."

as if having the overgrown bat jaehyun following and annoying you around wasn't enough, you now have another person keeping watch over you. mark lee, unlike jaehyun, may not be as ripped with muscle, but you heard from your cop buddy that the young detective has a few black belts under him. people at the precinct said that if they have to choose one person who can ever come close to the sad face slayer's agility, mark lee's your guy.

"you gotta be shitting me," you mutter, leaning close to jaehyun to whisper like high school girls talking about gossip. "he doesn't look the type!"

jaehyun, in turn, plays along and copies you. "yeah, true. he gets that a lot, i think,"

"guys, i'm literally in the back seat. i can hear everything."

the change hadn't been too drastic. at least mark was there when jaehyun proved to be difficult, pulling him towards the other way when the older male tried waltzing into your class again. "you don't need to sit next to her in her class! are you serious? there's one exit and entrance and we're on the fifth floor. breaking into that classroom will be the end of nakamoto's serial killer career!"

you shoot mark an appreciative smile, one he quickly returned before hauling jaehyun around the hallway. "we'll just be at the canteen, okay? press the 'lil button on your bracelet and we'll be right there!"

shaking your head with a slight smile on your face, you entered the classroom, sat in your usual spot, and did some of your readings from our other class to kill time. you hardly hear the screech of the chair next to you as it was pulled back. not like you cared much for whoever sat down next to you, but you can't deny there's that feeling of missing jaehyun when he used to force his way into the lecture.

"settle down! settle down, people!"

the professor enters and the class begins.

you were meticulous with your note-taking system. it's thorough, leaving no room for information to slip you. having already printed hard copies of the powerpoint presentation and simply jotting down some extra key points mentioned by your professor.

you were just about to raise your hand for a question when you feel something warm graze past your arm. you absentmindedly look down.

the breath is sucked right out of your lungs.

hi, soulmate

there, scribbled with an ominous red crayon on a small piece of paper. it was almost laughable how innocent it looked but when you follow the ring-clad hand, up the black hoodie he's wearing, and finally to his face—

"hi! i'm yuta."

his cheshire smile spikes up your heartbeat. it makes you want to throw up, makes you want to slam your head against the desk. the fight or flight hormone you have is making you restless, eyes pinned on the serial killer sitting next to you, scared that if you avert your gaze, he's going to take out that desert eagle and shoot you until your skull caves in and the bullets in his magazine empties.

"but judging by your reaction, i don't think introductions are needed, hm?" his tone is easy, conversational even and it shoots a freezing jolt of fear right up your spine. it makes you sweat profusely because you don't fucking know what to do, your thoughts in complete and utter disarray.

"just press the little button here and we'll be there before you can even finish shouting 'help!' – hey, i was just kidding! what's with the face?" you swallow, sneakily pressing the button without breaking eye contact with the serial killer sitting in front of you.

"look upfront. now." yuta orders and you nearly snap your neck as you turn your head with lightning speed.

"i thought i was above the soulmate rules, but here we are. my soul is either too tainted or too great to be tied to such trivial things, but oh well, we learn to work with what we have. surprisingly, i learned to like dreaming about how your day went."

you feel something sharp poking at your thigh and when you look down, he has a silver butterfly knife pointed against you. the precision of the angle he held it with doesn't slip your notice. one slice of that knife, no matter how small, and he'll be spilling your guts in this classroom.

a fat tear rolls down your face.

"can you imagine how much my heart broke when i learned you were spying on me? leaking information to that snobby detective? to those incompetent cops? bad baby, that was very bad of you."

"yuta—"

"you think the cops can save you from me?"

his other hand comes in contact with the nape of your neck, holding your head in place as he leaned down to invade your space. he scoffs, and you can picture that terrifying cheshire grin you've seen one too many times in your dreams.

the knife digs through your coat, the tip hardly poking your skin only because he doesn't want to drive it into you yet. how did he even manage to get inside the university? not to mention the weapons he possessed? shouldn't anyone be suspicious when they see a man dressed in all black, clad in jeans and a hoodie, into a university—

he even dressed the part. with that hood drawn up and carrying that one notebook, he looked fairly normal. someone who can easily blend in with the crowd.

you eye your professor, willing him to look at you but your soulmate is having none of that. you squirm when he drives the knife further, at the base of your stomach. with his other hand, he twirls a lock of hair around his finger. "now, now, soulmate. you don't want half the people here to get hurt, do you? unless... that can easily be arranged—"

"no!" you whisper, head jerking to the side to look at him humming in satisfaction. damn. out of all the faces he's seen contorted with fear, yours is his absolute favorite. with those pleading, glassy eyes and parted lips, yuta is tenting in his sweats.

"thought so," he chuckles. "let's get up. we're leaving. that old crook doesn't care if students just up and went in the middle of his lecture."

you don't want to think about how he even knew that because it implied attending the lectures a good amount of times. it's with sinking realization that jaehyun was right. if it weren't for him insisting to sit next to you, nakamoto yuta would've long gotten you in his claws.

you tried gathering your things until he purred into your ear.

"ah, ah, ah. you wouldn't be needing those with where we're going."

the hallways were empty, not that you had much time to scream for help when he had a knife pointed up your back, shoving you into the fire escape stairs. within the tranquil confines of the staircases, the sad face slayer couldn't fucking care less for your personal space.

he disgusts you greatly, he needn't do anything but stand there in front of you but you can already smell the long blood trail from his path. it reeks of rotting flesh and that infuriating god complex he had left a sour aftertaste.

"you know, i genuinely wanted to get to know you," yuta pouts, shaking the hoodie off his head. his hair raven, it's ends kissing the nape of his neck. he looked like he came right out of a shounen manga but the bloodlust in his eyes is something that can never be masked. "i detested the soulmate connection at first, i thought i should just kill you off because you could be my loose end."

his humorless smile is enough to give you nightmares.

"but seeing how sweetly normal and untainted you are made me hold back," the butterfly knife appears before your line of sight, yuta teasingly dragging the tip right down your cheek to trace your tears. "so, why did you snitch, baby?"

you shiver when he noses the side of your neck, inhaling your scent as his other hand hooks underneath your top, freezing fingers making you jolt. when you don't reply, his patience starts to dwindle. then again, he was never a patient man.

"answer me, you bitch. why did you rat me out?" gone is the playful lilt in his voice. the vibrations surge through you as his deep, demanding voice scares you shitless.

you feel, hear, and smell him everywhere. this wasn't like any nightmare. this is real, and you won't magically wake up on your bed, sighing in relief, knowing he isn't there, that it was all just in your head. no, this was very much real and there's absolutely no escape.

"i didn't," your voice cracks. "i didn't mean to—"

"bullshit!" he yells. you wail in pain when he slams you against the wall, head aching as it came in contact with concrete. "because of you betraying me, i nearly fucking got caught, and i never get caught!"

you were full out sobbing at this point, noisy and unsightly as the snot mixes with your tears. your only hope now is he gives you a quick, painless death and that he doesn't carve and mutilate your face like what he always does to his other poor victims. "i'm sorry! please... i'm so sorry. i was scared—"

he coos mockingly, tilting his head to the side as he inched his face closer. "aw, scared? my sweet little soulmate was scared?" he places the blade flat against your neck. as humiliating and degrading as it was, you almost peed on your clothes. "how about now? i'm sure as hell that you're fucking terrified for your useless life right now."

you cringe when his hand abandons the expanse of your stomach, no longer inching higher, finding its purchase on the hair sitting at the crown of your head. he holds you in place like that, forcing your head parallel against the wall, with his whole body pressing up to you that it's nearly suffocating.

"just one quick little slice," he taunts. you hiccuped when you feel the feathery light scrape of the blade moving against your skin. "you won't even have time to scream… but i'm sure we don't want that, do we?"

you forgot how to speak. forgot how to breathe. whenever your mind wanders, you've always thought about how you'll give this killer a piece of your mind, with the amount of fear and sorrow he inflicts upon other people. but you guess realities were a lot more different than expectations. the yuta you dreamed of meeting is in handcuffs, but fate is a fickle little thing.

"do we?" he repeats, slicing ever so slightly at your skin. enough to draw blood in droplets, never a waterfall.

"n – no."

he smiles. "you can make it up to me. do you want to make it up to me?"

the butterfly knife digs even further. a warning. and if you value your useless life, you should be smart enough to know what to answer. drawing a shaky breath, you tried forcing the ends of your lips up to a smile. "of course, yuta."

your voice breaks as your sobbing grips your body whole. the fear consuming your entire being like a parasite consuming the host. you would've shut down altogether if it weren't for the calloused hands gently gripping your face. "i know, i know. i see how regretful you are, baby. don't worry, i won't hurt you. you'll make it up to me."

anyone would be fucking stupid if you believe those words coming from a serial killer.

in your wrecked state, you barely register that he's pushing you down to your knees. skin coming in contact with the freezing linoleum floor as you refuse to look at what his hands are doing. yuta has pocketed his knife. the sound of a belt unbuckling in itself added insult to injury.

you stare blankly at his shoes as he shoves his bottoms down enough for his cock to show. if you squint hard enough, you'll see tiny splatters of blood in the shoelaces. whether or not he feels you're unresponsive, he doesn't show. maybe he doesn't care entirely. he takes one of your hands and used it to wrap around himself. he gasps, sharp, followed by a hiss.

you feel it throbbing and it strengthens the disgust you feel. no way you're going to give him the satisfaction of eye contact when you're already forced to blow this psycho.

"eyes up."

you sniffled, vulnerability present in the tone you speak. "i don't want to. please, don't make me."

if words alone aren't enough for you to follow orders, maybe you'll feel more motivated if held at gunpoint. it's unmistakable, the infamous desert eagle you've only seen in your nightmares. the last thing you ever expected is to be on the side where the bullet comes out.

the barrel is freezing as he digs it into the crown of your head. "soulmate or not. i don't shoot blanks."

your eyes looked up then. glaring as the tears rolled down your face. "you're a monster," you mutter under your breath. where you got the confidence to fight back is unknown.

"i've heard that before, be more creative next time," he holds your hair tight in one grip, shoving you forward, eye-level to his throbbing dick. "now… suck, baby."

"freeze!"

you knew that voice, you've been hearing it for the last two weeks. "jaehyun–!"

yuta cuts you off, shoving the gun into your mouth. the safety clicking off resonating in the tranquil room. it's deafening, and it makes you immobile.

"hands up. step away from the civilian." whether or not mark is nervous as he points the gun at the serial killer, he's doing a damn good job of hiding it.

yuta sighs, exasperated as he throws his head back. his raised arms came down to tuck himself back in his jeans, and the action made jaehyun's calm exterior crack. "i said, hands up, asshole!"

"chill out, motherfucker. i'm just trying to wear my pants." the serial killer hisses, glaring at jaehyun over his shoulder.

"mark, call back up already. what are you doing?" jaehyun mutters, side-eyeing the young detective whose gun shakes as he holds it up. the taller cop takes a step forward, eyes never leaving the notorious killer as he addresses you curtly. "(name), come here."

just as you plant your palms to the ground to push yourself up, one of yuta's hands shoves you down quick as lightning. "no. she stays here, with me."

jaehyun scowls, takes another step forward. "and what makes you think i'm going to let that happen?"

"i don't think. i know."

there's a constant ring in your ear as the gunshot temporarily renders you deaf. you've shut your eyes in utter fright, hands shooting up to cover your ears but it was too late. you refuse to open your eyes, you didn't want to see a dead body lying before you, even if it belonged to a heartless serial killer.

but when your eyes fluttered open, it's not yuta bleeding out on the ground.

"no, this can't be – jaehyun!"

it was a bullet straight to the head, no one could've survived a shot like that. his eyes are empty as he stares at you, unblinking, stoic. the color is yet to drown away from his milky complexion. but you can't even manipulate yourself into thinking that jaehyun's still alive. not when his eyes are empty, not when he just looks so lifeless.

it couldn't have been yuta who pulled the trigger.

his weapons were on the ground and the shot rang too fast. the sad face slayer couldn't have crouched down for his gun to shoot the cop, it would've taken too much time. and among the three men, there's only another person holding a weapon, and that was –

"great shot, mark."

the detective smiles, but with the blood splattered on his face, it looked cold. "told ya i've been practicing."

yuta hauls you up by the arms, addicted to how frail your body feels as it collapses against him. he's finally got his little soulmate in his arms. and he will never, ever let you go.

the cops lost – you've lost.

yuta, with a sense of victory coursing through his veins, took the liberty of trailing little pecks down your neck as he mutters, "mine, mine, mine!" but you couldn't care less about his display of mocked affection. not when the other person meant to protect you, turned out to be everything you think he wasn't.

mark must've felt the gravity of your stare as he crouches before jaehyun's bleeding body. grabbing the fallen cop's gun, he took it upon himself to empty the magazine. the lopsided grin he sends you broke your resolve more than yuta ever could.

"i'm sorry. it's nothing personal."

jenoluck (c) all rights reserved

[kimtaegis]

Hi, I am Korean (non-army) but I wanted to say, I was so relieved to read your post noticing the toxicity of what some armys have been saying. As someone who migrated back and forth between America and Korea, I grew up with racial trauma and xenophobic statements. I’ve often hear statements belittle South Korea, making stereotypical remarks about the Korean culture “oh they’re so superficial” “oh they’re all brainwashed” and hearing things like it’s nothing compared to Japan and China, etc.

all day yesterday I was sick to my stomach being on Twitter and reading so many twts from armys that were belittling sk. I get that people were shocked, upset, and disappointed with the enlistment news. I get even complaining about the government and the politics behind all this. Voicing their frustrations about that is so understandable. BUT seeing remarks like “Korea has nothing else to offer” “will boycott Korea now/I have koreatown so who needs sk now” “Korea is nothing” “oh korea will now collapse” “Koreans will starve to death” all over twt was so disheartening. Some of them having thousands, even ten thousands of likes. I tried to speak up about the xenophobic statements, racist remarks, fetishizing my country only to kpop..without acknowledging the richness of culture and long history, strength and resiliency of our economic growth…and I kept on encountering different armys who took my defense of my country as an attack of BTS. rather than addressing the issue I was talking about, they proceeded to call the group I stan “flops” “no one gives a f*ck about your country” “you’re just saying this cuz you’re jealous your fav could never” which had nothing to do with the issue I was talking about.

Many were even gaslighting saying, no one’s saying any of that you delusional stupid bitch, liar, whiner, etc. and when I would reply with all the screenshot proof, they said “so? that’s the truth. korea WILL fall and be nothing w/o bts.” I’ve had someone tell me I should be ashamed of my country, someone who said it’s our fault people fetishize and stereotype our country, and people saying they’ll boycott to ruin sk / looking forward to the recession.

The final straw for me was when a big account w/ over 65k followers called me out as a liar for accusing armys of belittling sk. Within the first few minutes, the twt got hundreds of likes and I was publicly harassed by so many army accounts mocking, gaslighting, accusing, and attacking me. I felt the trauma of facing racism, speaking up, and then getting bullied or mocked for it, and had thoughts of sh. I ended up deactivating my account. Another big army account was kind and helpful (so I do acknowledge not all armys are like this) and the person who called me out eventually deleted the post.

I’m sorry this is quite long. But I wanted to share about what it’s like as a Korean to be on the receiving end of those remakes, even if they’re just joking comments or out of anger, that they severely impact many Koreans who read them. Samsung alone has a revenue of nearly 280 trillion a year; this is not even including other globally renowned companies like hyundai or kia. People saying Koreans will go broke/our country will collapse/has nothing else to offer are really undermining the country and it shows how people often reduce it to kpop/kpop lalaland. Once again, thank you for calling out behaviors like that and trying to hold people accountable. I’m not generalizing that all armys do this, as there are good people everywhere. But there was surely a lot of those voices that was spreading yesterday.

reading your message gave me goosebumps and not in the good way. I am so very sorry that this has been happening to you, it’s absolutely disgusting. this is straight up cyber bullying, I can’t believe people have been going this far, but at the same time I do absolutely believe that some completely deranged fans would. those people live in their own deeply delusional internet world, thinking they’re doing bts some kind of favour by spreading these statements. all it does is show how little intelligence they possess and how much hate and aggression is within them. for a fandom that prides itself with being so very diverse and open and kind, a whole lot act like little uneducated racist losers way too many times. They don’t see sk as an actual functioning country, hell how would they, they don’t care for it in the first place. As you said, it’s bts-land and that’s it. It’s okay to not be interested in the culture and industry, no one asked you to, but to be so bold as to say sk is nothing without bts?? Hilarious. As yoongi loves to say, please just go to school. Thank you for providing all these numbers and comparisons, it’s very insightful and puts things once again into perspective. ah I don’t really know what else to say right now. It’s just. shocking. And I’m so sorry. Nothing will ever justify this behaviour. Please please take care of yourself

[kingarmorking]

oh guys i have An Idea for the Hon AU and identity crisis (and this 100% pulls from the amity thereafter comic on webtoon def check it out) (I'm also referring to each half of danny separately since this whole episode involves them being separate)

ok so! i really Really REALLY like the idea of phantom harboring a lot of the intense emotions that fenton experienced when the portal first turned on

phantoms obviously a good guy and ghosts arent inherently malevolent BUT considering most ghosts in korean culture are?? combining that with all the fear he felt?? yeah without a human half to keep him in check phantom would be… at the very least more on edge around humans, he wouldnt outright attack them but hed definitely be like “listen so long as you don't bother me i wont bother you. got it”

that first time in What You Want (iirc thats the name of the episode?) its quick and both halves of danny are equally confused when they go through the ghost catcher

BUT IN IDENTITY CRISIS? fenton has had enough of phantom and wants to be a normal kid again. but he doesnt realize that his inherent want of wanting to keep people safe is pretty much the reason phantom helps everyone

so fenton separates the two and… phantom feels betrayed more or less! so hes essentially like “no why the hell would i want to protect humans when nearly every single one wants to destroy me! and apparently my other half doesnt want me either! you caused the issue you can fix it!” and flies off to hide

fenton doesnt really realize how Badly he fucks up until technus comes back and hes just. free to cause as much havoc as he wants. and then! he starts getting sick on top of that!

phantom just wants to be safe and with all the residual fear hes got in him, hes going to hide and if someone finds him and tries to attack him he will not hesitate to fight back. phantom also starts getting sick btw

ill see about doing a screenshot redraw later but this is my ramble for now! at the end of the episode fenton reconciles with phantom and they merge together to make one whole danny and it really puts into perspective about how no matter how much he wants to change it (if at all now), both halves of him are what make him danny now and somehow he finds some comfort in that, esp since he knows that sam and tucker will always be there for him, ghost human or halfa