#i'm back from the dead here have this

[anyasathenaeum]

Not Fair

A/N: I just felt like I needed some slightly sad and soft Vash in bed (not the nsfw kind), I decided to self-project my need to cuddle this man, hug him and tell him how wonderful he is and how much he deserves love and happiness okay bye

Warnings: Brief mention of nudity, hurt/comfort, cuddling

The only light that filled the shabby inn room was from the soft glow of the moon.

What you wouldn't give to live in this moment forever - just you and Vash, with nothing between you and a thin blanket covering you both, protecting you both from the vicious world outside.

The man who frightened townsfolk, referred to as the "Humanoid Typhoon", as humanity's first walking disaster, was currently curled up by your side and holding you close in his embrace with such care that you would think you were made of glass.

Vash's flesh-and-blood hand rested on the back of your head and his prosthetic held your waist gently as he held you close, his cold fingers tracing over your delicate skin, his beautiful blue eyes trained on you with such reverence, love and tenderness that it made you want to cry.

You found your own fingers tracing over Vash's many scars, reminders of the fear and hatred that was so often and so wrongly directed at him.

"It isn't fair," You whispered softly, not really sure who you were talking to. "You don't deserve this. You never deserved any of this."

Before you could realize it, your cheeks were wet with tears as you looked at Vash's body, overwhelmed by feelings of sadness for him - how could somebody as wonderful as him be treated so poorly?

Vash's heart broke in his chest as he watched the tears go down your cheeks, your words hitting him harder than you knew. You traced his scars so gently and with such care that Vash found himself fighting off his own tears.

How could he possibly deserve somebody as kind and as loving as you? How could he possibly deserve somebody who cried for him and cared for him as much as you did, after everything he had done in his long life?

"(Y/N)... Mayfly..." Vash's tone was gentle, not giving a single hint as to his inner turmoil. "Don't cry. It's okay."

"It's not, Vash!" You immediately replied, your teary eyes wide with disbelief as you looked at him - how was he so accepting of the treatment he'd gotten from people, even up until now? "It's not okay! You don't deserve to be hurt. You deserve to be loved, to be cared for. You deserve to be happy, Vash. You deserve peace."

The passion behind your words did move Vash to tears, and the blonde-haired man simply pulled you into an even tighter hug, his bare body pressed against yours as his silent tears traced down his cheeks.

"B-But..." Vash struggled, his throat tight with emotion, "I-... I-..."

Before Vash could get any other word out, your lips were on his in a gentle but insistent kiss. A kiss that spoke so much louder than any words you possibly could've uttered in that moment - it spoke of your love for Vash, of your belief in his deserving good things, of you wanting to care for him and protect him with every fiber of your being.

Vash couldn't help but return the kiss, his tears and your own intermingling as he held onto you with such desperation. You were his lifeline in that moment. Your love for him was what kept him from being completely washed away by the misery, the anger, the self-hatred and the sadness that Vash felt each and every day.

Vash was thanking whatever gods existed above for you, for the fact that you had crossed paths with him and you had seen enough good in him to stay, to love him for everything he was and to fight for him and alongside him.

Once the two of you had both calmed slightly, you shifted your position so that Vash was now the one in your arms, his blonde hair splayed out over your bare chest as his head rested on you, the continuous gentle thud of your heartbeat soothing him. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as you kissed his forehead gently, brushing stray strands of hair out of his face.

"You're everything to me, Vash. I love you more than anything, and I would do anything to protect you. I promise I won't let anybody hurt you anymore. Not as long as I live," You spoke softly, your voice wobbling as you did so.

Vash heart twisted in his chest at your promise, and he shifted so that he could prop himself up to look at you. Tears were pooling in your eyes once more, and Vash quickly took your hand in his, kissing it tenderly as his heart ached from sheer love of you. You were so good - how could you possibly be his?

"Oh, Mayfly..." Vash couldn't bring himself to say anything more; the wobble of his lip was a dead giveaway that if he spoke any more, he'd burst into tears again, too.

"I swear it on my life, Vash," You continued, your voice falling to a whisper. "I'll protect you however I can. I love you, Vash."

Now it was Vash's turn to kiss you, his hands cradling your cheeks so gently as he pressed his lips to yours tenderly. He couldn't seem to find the words to convey to you just how much he loved you.

You hadn't been a love-at-first-sight situation. You had grown on Vash slowly, over the course of many years. You had become his best friend and closest ally, the one person he could always depend on and trust without fault. It had always been just you and him.

However, it wasn't until Vash had nearly lost you that he realized... that you were his reason for continuing this fight, the reason he still smiled and laughed. You were his strength.

And God, he loved you.

He loved you so much that he couldn't breathe if you weren't near him. He felt like half of himself was missing every second the two of you spent apart. And it terrified him. But losing you terrified him more. Eventually, the two of you fell into a relationship that was hidden from the world, only known by the two of you and a few other trustworthy people who had figured it out on their own.

So now, as Vash kissed you and held you under the secret cover of night, he found himself wanting nothing more than to have this moment last forever. This moment of love, in its rawest form.

A moment for just you and him where nothing else mattered. Where you both could dream of a future for the two of you.

Together.

[lotus-pear]

mourning black and the death of ideals

[bigchumpus]

Grian doodles ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[arthursfuckinghat]

You know, I don't think I'll ever get used to Dutch's constant two-faced behaviour.

One minute you're coming back to camp and then getting an earful from Dutch about not bringing in enough money, then the next minute he'll greet you and say how he missed you and asks what you've been up to as soon as you walk into camp.

On a bad day, you're the person who's going to betray Dutch in the end. Then on a good day, you're his favourite son who's always been special to him.

The camp gives Arthur grief for his 'moods' but the others didn't seem to comment on Dutch's camp behaviour in the same way, even in the early chapters.

[gods-perfect-idiots]

something something blood-soaked hands cradling your face something something

anyway here's the post btw

[winteriron-trash]

rdj the (whitewashed) electric boogaloo

This is a reminder to everyone who's excited about RDJ's casting as Doctor Doom that this casting is whitewashing. Victor Von Doom is a Romani character and has been a Romani character since his introduction in the 1960s. (Fantastic Four Annual #2 [1964]) Not only that, but his Roma identity and the persecution he and his family faced due to it is integral to his character, it is what forms his identity. (Books of Doom by Ed Brubaker) Even if on the off chance this casting is meant to not be Victor but instead be some variant of Tony or whomever else becoming Doctor Doom, it is damaging to the character to rob him of that important cultural background. Doctor Doom does not exist without that history. Fans have been pushing hard to cast Doom as a Romani actor for years, especially since the MCU has whitewashed other Romani characters. (Wanda, Pietro, etc) This casting is not a celebration moment, it's fucking heartbreaking that the MCU repeatedly ignores the important and nuanced cultural backstories of characters.

I know I can't change anybody's mind on whether or not you want to be excited about RDJ's return to the MCU. But I do think at the very least you should be mad that the MCU is baiting us all and destroying nuanced and interesting characters for the sake of self-referential easter eggs and nostalgia bait. Because that's what it is. Feel how you'd like to feel about RDJ's return, but personally, this is soul-sucking. I had such a deep love for the MCU as a teenager, it was obviously something incredibly formative to me, especially Tony Stark. This isn't recreating what I fell in love with the MCU for. This is turning a well-planned and artistic storyline of adaptations into cheap cash grabs and fan service. Because, I think we're past the point of being able to call the MCU an adaptation of anything. They can use existing characters' names and powers, but to say they're being properly adapted is laughable.

This is not an adaptation of Doctor Doom. This is RDJ the Electric Boogaloo because Marvel's fear of losing the interest of dedicated MCU fans overrides their willingness to tell stories that are genuine to the characters. I don't know what there is to be excited about that. The MCU has lost its authenticity and aside from a few projects, feels heartless. Every movie is a copy of a copy. This announcement isn't something celebratory, it feels like a death knell of a cinematic universe that's so desperate to cling to relevancy it's resorting to nostalgia for a character/actor who hasn't even been dead for a decade. We're not getting anything new, we're just rinsing and repeating the same song and dance.

I get it. I love Tony Stark, his death destroyed me and I to this day, rue the ending he got in Endgame. It misunderstood his arc and it robbed him of a satisfying conclusion. But the solution to that isn't dragging the corpse out of the grave five years later to whitewash an existing character with rich and interesting nuance, just to forcibly tie his existence in the MCU to Tony. Whether he is a variant or not. Why would you want someone else's fave's legacy to be destroyed simply so your fave's legacy can go on? Hell, if we were really all so hellbent on the return of RDJ and/or Tony to the MCU, we have the multiverse for a reason. There were other ways to do it that didn't whitewash and ruin someone else. This just. Isn't something to be happy about.

[untouchedsoap]

there is something sooo fucking good about early seasons ian and mickey, about watching this summer fling turn into something more, the fear that elicited from mickey but him being unable to stop, finding those little moments hidden away and taking all this meaning from small gestures and persevering in dugouts and under bleachers and barely pressed confessions in the back of a church that is soo good for my brain

like i am very glad mickey gets to shout his love for ian from the mountain tops and also beat his love for ian into his dad's face but when he was clenching his teeth shut and his love for ian was coming out regardless ohhhhh baby i was eating

[thatropoenthusaist]

"I mean, keeping Nexus as a villain sounds interesting but with how villains are usually treated he's probably going to die-"

"We have to kill him." -Solar

"… Aw, damn it."

Anyway, looking at Nexus with big ol' eyes. I hate him (i love his character so much I want to look him under a microscope)

Thougghh some specific lines I do find interesting.

"I realized something. Problems don't need to exist if I get rid of them. If I have nobody to love, I don't need to care when they're gone. So, I ripped out my emotions, stomped on them, and burned them with this new power."

Sounds to me like he was getting exhausted with caring and stressing out about the people he loved so much. If he did love them. I'm assuming he did, despite what Nexus says. (Though it's a cool thought if he actually didn't. Mixing up love with the feelings of needing to protect and care for the people around him because he thought he needed to do that. "Loving" his family because he thought that's what he was supposed to do.)

Maybe when Solar died and he realized how much despair it brought him, he thought how he would survive if his other siblings died. If losing one hurt so bad, what would happen if he lost the others? He wouldn't be able to live with that. So distancing himself and cutting them off entirely fixes that problem. (But he still cares. He's trying to be apathetic but deep down he still cares. Maybe, I don't know his thought process anymore at this point.)

I'm assuming the dark/negative star power is not only killing him, is also accelerating his terrible mental state, sending him down a deeper rabbit hole. It's still him doing all of this villain stuff though so like... shrug.

"I was weak. Now I have something you can never compare to."

Tired of being hurt? Tired of constantly trying to survive life because of the antagonists? Because if he stands at the top, then nobody can cause him any more pain.

"Deep down, I think I always was this."

I want to raise my eyebrow at Nexus but also,,, it is an interesting thought. Simmering hatred(?) of the others and wanting to be stronger (to not get hurt anymore.) that was blinded by loving the others. But I also think he's bullshitting through his teeth. But I actually really like how this is going for Nexus now, honestly. And while I'm still hoping for a redemption arc, as long as he doesn't get killed I don't mind this whole villain thing. The family having to deal with problems caused by someone they once loved? Is a really cool plotline. I feel like this entire post may be extremely obvious, but. I don't know, I'm just putting my thoughts together.

[hoshigray]

To conclude this week's leaks session, if such a fuckass plan was greenlit like this, then I'm not delusional to think that toji can come back for one last final frenzy

[vaguely-concerned]

I was just ambushed within the turbulent halls of my own mind by some headcanons about rye ingellvar's childhood that did 15000000 points of psychic damage to me and my heart personally and also made me almost sure of how I want to play it all at the end (very very differently from how I imagined going in!). some 'oh holy fuck this changes everything' rocking my own world bullshit going on in my neurons right now I'm reeling

[tearlessrain]

seriously can catastrophes stop happening for five minutes my brain is already fried from the ones we're already experiencing

[marianas-trench-is-not-that-deep]

Haven. Am i right guys? 👌👌👌👌

[spherefish]

Taichi and Yamato on their wedding day – Paris, March 2023

[sysig]

The brainworms are winning, clearly (Patreon)

[aeolianblues]

I'm not an extrovert. At all. In everyday life, I'm a yapper, sure, but I need someone to first assure me I am okay to yap, so I don't start conversations, even when I really want to join in sometimes! It's just the social anxiety acting up. God knows where from and why I lose a lot of my inhibitions when it comes to talking to people about music. I don't know where the confidence has suddenly sprung from. I've made a crazy amount of friends in musical circles, either just talking to people about common music or (since it is after all in music circles) talking to bands about their own music. I let out a sigh of relief any time an interaction goes well, because in truth it's going against my every instinct. I wish I could do that in everyday life

[thatvampireenthusiast]

*shows up to the finale a day late with take out*

WOW was this. a ride. i went through. SO MANY EMOTIONS and also that boss fight was *oof* it took me a few tries though not as many tries as magical girl transformation jaania

but!!! just!!! the mage trio!!! who we have to leave behind!!! who is depending on us to get them out of there!!! aequillibria and everything it entails!!! i'll be glad to slow down with dragonfable for a bit now that i've caught up (except for everything with roirr and the first weaver stuff i didn't actually. get to that. but i will. i have Theories about what exactly happened there given it's placement in the timeline or rather, what the consequences of it were (aka i think i know what broke the magesterium or at least who broke the magesterium)), but i'm also super excited for what may come next!!!

we've got all these new tiny fissures, we've got the rift still open in the deadlands, we've got aequllibria to figure out, there's of course several open-ended side stories that still need closure like the fear saga and six heroes... and there's so much more of lore to discover! obviously there's more of the continent across the sea, but what about the lands to the south? the other side of the world where uaanta and notha come from! so many possibilities!!

but also the finale itself was so satisfying. it tied up some more threads, left other stuff open for the epilogue and for the future book 4, made me cry over the mage trio and then made me lose my mind over cysero and his big red (reset???) button (dragonfable devs please you can't keep doing stuff like this to us you've put so many mechquest references in book 3 we're gonna lose it (i still actually have to. play through mech quest. hopefully in a more sedate manner than i have torn through dragonfable). duality of video game, tonal whiplash my beloved

...i don't know where i was going with this but in conclusion i love this game and i'm still having emotions about everything

just. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH