#make them saaaad

[aceofspades42]

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO WRITE HAPPY THINGS?????

[mecha--maniac]

Y'ever think about the Metal Sonic dialogue in Sonic Heroes and how he says stuff like 'See me as I am, no longer afraid of anything!'

So like,,, Metal was afraid before?? Presumably of either a lot of stuff or of Sonic/his friends, which would be reasonable given how often he's been destroyed by them.

[cream-and-tea]

the reason i have to constantly make jokes about what a pathetic evil little bastard pallas is bc if i spend any significant time seriously thinking about their character and arc and backstory and self-perception i want to start crying blood

[running-in-the-dark]

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[redhotarsenic]

My brain’s finally letting me watch dubbed tristamp hell YEAHHHH

[kyri45]

Not me abusing the asks to both share my love for the bioparents AU AND rant about the panels because none of my friends are in the LMK fandom and I'm suffering here so TAKE MY LOVE AND APPRECIATION ABOUT YOUR ART I guess x)

So first of all

I am a SUCKER for that kind of leaning in frames I'm going to print that and plaster it on my wall THEY ARE EVERYTHING /hj

I almost jumped of my chair when this one popped up YOU FED US GOOD its so worth the angst train incoming. Of course the panels before and after were equally as amazing but if I start going about every single panel we're still here in three days AT THE VERY LEAST LOL

Of course this one made me laugh like please their little faces

Using that to point out how much I love ALLLLLLL the silly faces you put in your comics I'm munching on them every single time they're crushy like chips or something just. Nom nom. Yummy.

Poor Nesha (Nesha? Nezha? Neja? I have no idea on how to write his name I already forgor LMAO) needs to be payed more. He tries to save MK and ends up dealing with two lovesick teenagers demons who have no concept of time/place/occasion apparently. Poor him. He gets a pat on the head for his troubles

And of course just the "NOPE I'M KEEPING HIM" mode and honestly we should have seen it coming- Red son was planning to courtnap him and didn't sleep in the past 5 days so he's not having any bullshit YOU'RE NOT TAKING HIS NOODLE BOY AWAY-

Could bet he spent so long thinking about the cournapping in the 5 past days his brain just cannot process that yeah maybe you need to let him down you're just going to drag him in more troubles- Either that or he's just going full protective mode. Both options are good anyways sooooo :)

We stan a protective boyfriend in this house.

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And finally I'm SOOOOO hyped about whatever is coming next like I know that technically we're supposed to suffer but please I climbed up the angst train so many times now I'm just enjoying it by that point lol. It'll just make the following fluff even more worth it

Also I cannot wait to see MK's plan about the contract I'm so curious I'm dying I love you boys but I really want the plot to progress you can go back to kissing later lol

Finally, thank you for creating this AU. It's stumbling randomly upon it on my tik tok fyp that dragged me into watching Lego Monkie Kid and really THANK YOU FOR THAT. It's such an amazing show I CANNOT BELIEVE I didn't discovered it sooner so really thank for having created this comic because else I could have missed LMK and that would be just saaaad

Fun fact: since I had never interacted with LMK the first time I read your comic, I for some reason thought Macaque was a female (and I probably would have thought the same of Wukong if he wasn't called... well, Wukong because I randomly stumbled upon the myth's Wikipedia page at some point in my life XD). The shock I felt when I heard Macaque for the first time in the show because his voice was soooooo not what I expected x) I'm still laughing at myself to this day

So yeah, from the bottom of my heart, thank you, and I can't wait to see what you're going to pull next :D Wish you allllll the best <3

(I can totally wait, of course, it's just a figure of speech. Take your time, I could wait forever for the next chapter)

ahaha thank you for such a lovely comment!! Glad the scene gived "MINE" vibes as I was planning ahah.

Youu're welcome! It's an honor to serve this fandom. *bows*

[caninekin-culture-is]

Caninekin culture is

wanting to eat milkbones but being ashamed to buy them cause you don't have a dog 🙃

(also if anyone has canine snack refs please drop them in the comments I can't eat Scooby snacks cause they have too much sugar and it makes me saaaad)

PLEASE I NEED SNACK RECCKOMENDATIOKNS

[jumalanpelko]

Hello! I really love your comic and wanted to try my hand at throwing some ocs into your universe!

I imagine the suncat was born at a time where there were no actual good candidates so God had to choose this guy and probably pitched a hissy fit about it. He's a bit of an oddball who's desperate to please both Her and the cult, especially knowing that he doesn't have much time left.

As for the guard, she's kind of a neurotic mess about this whole thing. I feel like she's been questioning things more and more as Suneve is drawing nearer and may end up trying to flee in the future.

I LOVE THEM!!! SO SHAPE!!! SO EXPRESSIVE!!

She is soooo maaaaad lmao

My cats keep making gray babies and bringing in gray cats to make more gray babies =____= i have still managed habing a brown boy only once as a suncat, others have been sun furred girls

Very good very good owo

Just saying this about Sugarpaws since I also for a second was like "is she going to try and murder suncat?"

But no. She is saaaad and playing like. Lesbian breakup songs and crying, but she would NEVER do anything against Her will.

She is too much of a simp for that

Ur so right

[rosemariad]

SUPERNATURAL SEASON 15 - THE BITTER END - SERIES FINALE

We finally made it here.

Ooooooooh boy. 😬

The opening for THE series finale felt out of place to me.

You’re gonna waste minutes on this really?

How about a discussion about how they beat God, like they actually managed the impossible - 2 dudes just take the fight to the OG master & creator of the universe and won that shit with some plan they pulled outta their asses. Their surrogate child went on to become the next primordial being to reign over the universe. But no, we’re not gonna even talk about any of that.

Coulda done a million different things even with the COVID restrictions (the two actors in a room across a table, do whatever to keep them safe) but whatever 🤦🏾‍♀️

So after God comes vampires w/ masks? Really SPN?

The minute Dean slammed the Impala’s trunk shut after sundown made me nervous (that would be the last time he’s with his Impala, the last time he ever sees her w/ his own eyes 🥺😭)

Out of all the folks to pull outta the SPN peanut gallery you pick that random chick from 1x20?! Jenny?! Just to kill her off anyway (so I spoke too soon, vampJenny is the official last female to die on this show)

Ah…the nail of imminent demise

That final shot of Sam & Dean was toooo fucking intimate.

Suddenly the Wincest people aren’t so crazy. Why are y’all encouraging this?! Dude, they’re brothers!?! #brothersnotlovers. They could’ve done it like the end of Pearl Harbor where they got Ben Affleck crying over Josh Harnett’s body in the crash. Gimme weepy Sam, that Oscar moment. Dean died sooo young 🥺😒 younger than Mary (I know she was technically in her thirties but TBH she was 64/65), bobby, Rufus, Ellen & John. This is why we can’t have nice things😔

Cas is gonna be so saaaad. He always fought so hard for Dean's sake, only for the guy to die so young…it’s an insult - an outrage really. Dean fought so hard for so long only for him to say - it was always gonna end this way?! 😡

He didn’t have to make it to old age (though he deserved to) but don’t let him die like this. All accepting so soon after resolving the meta plot 😔 there were things Dean probably wanted to do and now, he’ll never get his chance. He could’ve settled down with someone (it wouldn’t have been Cas since he got killed off already but shit I would’ve settled for Dean to settle with anyone for a minute, like Sam did) - also would’ve been nice to hear from Jody or Donna and others one last time but hey fuck the side characters 🤣 (oh COVID the scapegoat that keeps on giving - it’s like the showrunners forgot the convenience of modern technology).

So Chuck definitely won - he's no longer burdened by having to deal w/ the universe and one of the Winchesters died anyway. Not exactly as planned but they never broke free, not really. I totally subscribe to this theory. Especially since it’s alluded to that Dean Jr - Sam’s son - is a hunter also at the time of Sam’s death by old age (we think…I’m just saying that’s an awful not of tubes and stuff for the old man, maybe just to monitor his heart rate/health - eh)

The Sam wig is bad but eh - doesn’t bother me - we’re talking about a CW show wrapping up a project, it’s not the end of the world people, the plot is what matters and the plot here is a fucking shit show my lord. It’s not the first show to suffer a shit ending for a show that captivated worldwide audiences, but damn this is a bummer.

But yay for Sam apparently - couldn’t think of a better name for your son than Dean Jr.? It only makes sense to make the kid a junior if it was Dean’s actual kid, like Dean would’ve been Dean Sr. And his boy would’ve been Dean Jr. or Dean W. The II. And and hello there Woman Whose Face we don’t get to see (really committing to limiting women’s presence in the show - again probably blaming in on COVID but if you have a literal baby with this giant man, you can chance a woman being there in an actual camera shot where we can see her face 🙄) Back to Dean - again cuz of COVID? I guess - we don’t get to see him reunite with anyone (not his MOM even?) except Bobby for like 1 second and then he’s just driving around in his car. No roadhouse, no fishing, nothing but sitting in his car, alone killing time until Sam inevitably returns to him.

Oh what a shame…

So that happened I guess. SPN was something else, for better or worse. Probably never gonna get a show like that again. They tried it with the Winchesters spin off about a supposed alternate universe MaryxJohn thing and friends but honestly if its not about the Winchesters brothers or Destiel who cares 🤣 they pretty much wrapped up Sam & Dean’s stories thanks to this finale but Dean (per the Winchesters flop) could be brought back into the fray somehow if they wanted - but hey that’s what fanfiction’s for 😁

Well SPN it’s been interesting…sort of.

On that note…

I wanna thank the fans of the show, your hot takes, memes and general fervor over this show/story is what finally made me watch it all. Cuz I remember the TV spots from back in the day, cruising the CW channel on weeknights after school. I was too busy watching other shows to give SPN a chance while it aired. So thank you 🙏🏽

[manicplank]

One more before I go to bed.

Alcohol tolerance headcanons (and how they act) (tiny suggestive warning for one of them)

Peppino: This one I see a lot, but he is definitely a lightweight. Doesn't drink much mostly because he doesn't like the taste. Only takes a few drinks for him to get wasted. He probably had a few drinks in before he was kicking Gus and The Noise in the cover for the OST. He becomes super fun when drunk. Dancing, singing, laughing; you'll see a side of Peppino you never knew existed.

Gustavo: A medium-weight. Doesn't drink often and doesn't drink too much at parties. He gets loose when he's drunk but not to the same degree as Peppino. Cracks a lot of jokes that make no sense. Gets lovey. Wants hugs, tells people how much he loves them and how beautiful they are. Once made Peppino cry after he told him how much he meant to him. The whole "you're my best friend" schpeel.

Mr. Stick: A medium-weight. Prefers wine. Turns into a person instead of a penny pinching seagull. Will open up and have decent conversations. He talks about fun times he had, be it in childhood or college. He'll actually talk your ear off. Talks about why he got into finances. Talks about money, that's inevitable. Not much of a party animal. Enjoys watching the others make themselves look stupid.

Pepperman: HEAVYWEIGHT. He can drink ANYONE under the table except John. Can drink all night and never be TOO drunk. Lets loose. That artsy fartsy narcissist persona disappears. He still talks about art, just not as much. Laughs a lot. Will listen to what you have to say instead of talking over you.

The Vigilante: Somewhere between lightweight and medium-weight. It only takes a few shots of whiskey for him to be off his ass drunk. Trips over his own boots. Laughs a lot, slurs his words. "Sspose to be... Thissws spose to be funn. Whys is, whys is nobody country line dancing? Ss not a party wifout line danssin." His drunk laugh probably sounds like Seth Rogan's.

The Noise: Medium-weight. Can handle most of his liquor. He usually gets giddy and silly. Wants to dance, joke around, probably might light something on fire. Would end up doing drunk karaoke just to be unusually good at it. Doesn't know his limits. Thinks he can handle more than he can, gets blackout drunk and pukes. He likes to run away and be a little shit. He also gets really affectionate when drunk. Wants hugs and kisses and snuggles. Sometimes even gets a little uh... TOO affectionate if you catch my drift. Likes to be dared to do dumb shit. "You guys think I could kick this gas pump hard enough so it'll explode? I'm gonna fuckin do it."

Noisette: Medium-weight. Likes mimosas... Likes mimosas A LOT. Bottomless brunch is her weakness. Gets super bubbly and giggly when drunk. Will laugh at anything. You could point at a pebble, and she'd bust out laughing. As much shit as she gives Noise for getting too drunk, she has also been in his shoes the same amount of times. They take turns on who gets to get drunk and who gets to be the babysitter. Knows her limits. Might suddenly start crying about anything. Would cry because she felt bad for laughing at that pebble earlier. "BUT WHAT IF IT MADE THE PEBBLE SAAAAD."

Fake Peppino: NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK. Took a sip of Pizzahead's wine once. Was an unstoppable force of energy. Got too silly. Many casualties and thousands of dollars worth of damage. All because of ONE sip. NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK.

Pizzaface: Simply doesn't drink. Watches everybody act like idiots. He's the one who pointed at the pebble. "Noisette, look at that pebble." (insert Noisette laughing hysterically)

Pizzahead: HEAVYWEIGHT. Had a drinking contest with Pepperman once; lost. Pouted and didn't talk to Pepperman for like a month. Can drink like 10 drinks before he's actually drunk. Can drink 10 more before he's DRUNK. Turns into even more of a party animal than he already is. Dancing, singing, screaming. When they're both drunk, he and The Noise are BEST FRIENDS. They go hand-in-hand to create the world's craziest party. Probably dances like a whore and gets yelled at for it. Then he dances normal.

Pillar John: Another HEAVYWEIGHT. Can drink more than Pepperman. It takes enough alcohol to kill a small elephant to get John drunk. He doesn't even drink often, he's just like that. Likes to dance and joke around. Usually wins at beer pong. Gets a lot like Gustavo and starts talking about how much he loves everyone except for Pizzahead.

Gerome: Doesn't drink. Sober bro, but still knows how to have a good time. Will stop John from drinking too much or doing something stupid while drunk. He keeps an eye on John, everyone else is on their own.

[banana-can-do-art]

(Spoilers for The Spirit Bares its Teeth ahead) Guys I just finished reading “The Spirit Bares Its Teeth” by Andrew Joseph White and I just I rhriidjsbsjsnejdjdjdhej. I don’t think I’ve been this invested in a book that’s not connected to a series I already know since middle school.

This book was so addictive I read in less than I a week it’s sooooo good. I already got his other book “Compound Fracture” from the library and I’m waiting for “Hell Followed With Us” as well. I’m the most excited for the that one religious trauma is very intriguing to me bc of my old religious ocd obsession.

Anyway back to this book in itself it manages to tackle so so so many really dark subjects and themes but I feel like it does it tastefully. Every horrible thing that happens feels like it happens for a thematic reason. This book is shows how trans people have always existed despite those in power trying to push them down. Which by the way is a message that we very much need right now.

At the same time through characters like Mrs. Forrester and Charlotte, it shows the harm of people who go along with a system even though it hurts them because they think that it will protect them somehow even though in the end they are still the same. They will always be crazy Veil sick women in the eyes of the speakers. It’s written in a way that you almost pity them and feel bad especially with the whole scene with the glass in Mrs. Forrester’s shoes, but she’s still hurting Silas and the others, so while what she does is understandable, it’s never excused. I think that they are specifically a metaphor for movements like LGB without the T and how people will throw others in their own community under the bus. Which can I just say as a member of the L, I hope you know that if we ditch trans people, our rights will be taken next.

Also I really enjoyed the conversations about misogyny, especially from the really unique perspective of a trans man who is being lumped in with women and treated like one and therefore experiences the misogyny that women face while also not actually being one himself. He even remarks how he will always feel a bond with women because society insists on seeing him as one.

Also his narrative voice is sooooo compelling. Funneling so much of the narration through his special interest in surgery makes the descriptors so interesting. Making his special interest surgery makes it so that even when nothing bad is happening (which to be fair is rare) we’re still hearing all about organs so the sense of unease is kept.

Also the graphic gore descriptors are actually crazy and had me visibly making repulsed noises by just the beginning. I was also making repulsed noises at the disgusting age gaps and the way that the men talk to the girls eeeeewwwww, but that’s how you’re meant to feel, so good job I guess.

I also absolutely adore Daphne. She’s so sweet. Her and Silas connection by is amazing and her being there provides a dimension ray of hope throughout the narrative. She is something to keep Silas going and gives him the knowledge that there is something better in the other side. Although I’m so confused how she tattooed her back. Like girliepop I assume you did that yourself, but like how did you reach?! Girl what?!

Also I feel so bad for Mary in the epilogue when she refers to the ring of Frances as her wedding ring and says that Frances is her wife. That’s so saaaad I can’t ureiksnrjsksnhdjejshd.

Also everything that happened to Agnes was so messed up. I know that’s the point but omg she was like fourteen.

Also can I just say I called George being a speaker who was helping with all of the bad stuff from the moment Silas thought that the voices of the people in the masks sounded familiar. On that note, George is the worst! How could you turn your back on your brother like that?!

Also I love how the pages alternate to black with white text when the spirits hunger to have their brief povs.

Also I appreciate how when the SA happens they don’t put it on page for you to read. They allow you to experience the horror of knowing what’s happening and leaving any details to your imagination without forcing you to sit through it because that is another level of bad. Also with the blank space there it can be assumed that Silas is dissociating or something which makes sense. Although it could be because it’s a YA. Although I heard something about the author working on an adult novel and if that’s true I’ll probably read it as well but I’m frightened with what he’ll be able to put in there since this book is already pushing the limits of YA and has some vile stuff in it.

Also that whole scene before Isabella dies was horrifying to read through. That was so scary. But it also was a very interesting conversation about women’s rights to their own bodies and women throughout history have performed extremely risky abortions before it was legal. Omg the description of the fetus when Silas ripped it out was disgusting though. I’ll admit that I was noticing some death flags for Isabella before that scene especially with her man, but I didn’t expect her to go out like that omg.

Also the headmaster is disgustingly, he got what he deserved, I hate him! Also, despite white they did, I hope that Charlotte and Mrs, Forrester are somewhere safe now though. Although I don’t know if that would mess with the message of their characters being that throwing other people under the bus who are the same as you in essence will not keep you safe.

Also Lord Luckenbill is disgusting and also got what he deserved. I did predict that he probably knew what was happening and that he was going to backstab them, especially when I saw how many pages were left even after Silas was supposedly safe. Although I did not expect him to try to marry and assault Silas because he looks like his old wife who it seems since she was supposedly veil sick too, he most likely abused. Ew, that was so gross of him to do. Although, Silas finally overcoming his fear and everything engrained into him by his tutors to fight back was so epic, you go king!

You know what else was epic? The scene where he released all of the ghosts and they were breaking the building down while Silas was running back down to the basement, that was so cooooool!!!!

You know what wasn’t epic? That whole scene with Harriet. Omg that was absolutely horrifying. The description of her hollowed out eyes and lack of tongue was certainly some imagery. Also Mrs, Forrester slipping and showing emotion towards her for a moment so that we can see that despite everything Mrs. Forrester is just a very broken human was so sad.

Also while as far as I’m aware I’m not autistic myself (I mean I’m not trans either but it’s very important to have this kind of representation and everyone should read books with characters who are different to them) I really enjoyed getting the autistic representation from Silas and I thought that his perspective was made all the more interesting through it. I also love how he bonds with the groundskeeper because despite not having the words for it they are both autistic and they can see the similarities in themselves. Also the groundskeeper I think is really positive representation of a nonverbal autistic person that we don’t get to see often. The narrative doesn’t treat him as a baby or a burden, he is his own person who has his own life and can make his own decisions. I love his moment with Silas when Silas says he’s glad to have met him before the groundskeeper uses his shovel to help Silas break into the Headmaster’s office. Actually I feel kind of bad just calling him the groundskeeper, I’d love to know his actual name. He feels like a William for some reason and no not because of that other thread, he just does, if you know you know lol. Or maybe Garry.

Also I’m like obsessed with the art on the covers of all of the Andrew Joseph White books, especially this one because I am an absolute sucker for purple and yellow together. (If you follow me in enough places you’ve probably seen the OC that I’m obsessed with that also has this color scheme). Actually though, if anyone knows who the artist is please tell me where I can find more of their work because this is absolutely stunning and gorgeous and beautiful and amazing.

Anyway, yeah those are my very rambely garbled thoughts after finishing the book. If for whatever reason you read through all that even though it was super spoilery without reading the actual book, then I highly recommend you read it as it is very good and also has very good themes and social commentary. However, I would also highly recommend you check the trigger warnings because this book tackles a lot of very dark subjects and it does not shy away from them.

Also, remember to support the trans people in your life during this very scary time for them.

[drawthethingdoppelganger]

You know what this is about

About what? I owe you money? I have to sell my kidney?

Ex Mach Tina: Have you seen them? Have you seen how tinimmy-ly they connected to each other? Have you seen the fucking musoems? The kids are all so funny and Zeke revolutionized the anti-bot movement. Insane episode

The Runaway Club: This episode is my best friend. I've talked about it a lot before but just to make sure you guys know I built up a space in my brain for a Hall of Fame featuring Mr Branca and Mr Branca only

Every Which Way but Goose: People are like "Tina wrote a fic of her having babies with a goose it's WEIRD" like bitch, that's the best part. Also Jimmy Jr's saaaad because Tina's mad at him....... I will kill myself

Honorable Mention:

Some Kind of Fender Benderful: Stuff so good I feel spiritually connected to it *slams it with a hammer and throws it into acid*

[marswasnothere]

I'm going to kill the person who decided making us, last year of uni students, go to PE class at 8 in the morning on Saturday is a good idea. I will chop off their head my liege.

anyway thinking about age swapped maxiel working out together. but Max doesn't do much because he's distracted by baby badger softly whimpering and whining while doing some neck training or something.

maybe their trainers decide to do make then do sparring together, but it always ends with max and daniel getting hard because of all the touching and panting.

so the trainers agree to give them a day where it's only max and daniel at the gym and can do whatever (they fuck. and don't clean up after themselves after. the poor cleaners have to wash away the cum from the mats every time)

I haven't had a pe lesson in 3~ years and everyday I am grateful for it (for not having to do it anymore). I grant permission to kill, my knight.

Something something the way Daniel scrunches his face up while he's got his head being pulled hard in the neck training harness looks similar to a face he makes when he's coming, combined with the tense shaking and little whimpers and groans, Max ends up stood next to his trainer, whos pulling the harness, staring sooooooo intently

Daniel still has his wrestling obsession in this au so of couuuurse he's not going to say no to a bit of sparring 🙃🙃 but of course he is smaller and not got enough skill and muscle to take down Max, so he ends up trapped and pinned down under him, squirming to get out, pushing against Max to not let their match be over, like oh noooooo how saaaad hes loooooost and Max just won't let him get uuuuuppp

hehe

[dawneternal]

Take the World in Your Hands | Eris x Elain | Nine

Summary: Eris's brothers catch wind of his proposal to Nesta. They plan to find and deliver her to their father as a gift, surely winning his favor. Their plan takes a turn when they kidnap the wrong Archeron sister and Eris finds her in the Autumn Court dungeon.

Notes: saaaad. There is one part and an epilogue left, but this is the last time they'll be together in this story 💛

Warnings: none for this chapter

Word Count: 2.5k

AO3 Link / Masterlist

Elain and Eris lay sprawled across the enormous bed, half-dressed and tangled in the silk sheets. The golden fae light casts a warm glow throughout the room, aiding their complete loss of time.

They talked about everything and nothing. Of Rhysand and Feyre's delicious anger, of Elain besting Rhysand, of how wonderful the little desserts had been, and several times Elain proclaimed that she would be craving the smoked cheddar from Hazelbury for the entirety of her immortal life.

They traded childhood stories, bizarre daydreams, and favorite romance novels. What Elain would have named Eris's hounds. What Eris would plant if he had a garden.

Eris told her about his mother and listed everything she would love about Elain. He told stories of a mischievous baby Lucien thieving sweets and wooing courtiers.

They talked about everything but what would happen later that day.

Neither wanted the morning to come but neither bothered saying so. And both thought briefly of saying some reckless thing, some proposition that would turn their world upside down. Neither did. But it seemed at one moment, when their eyes met and glittered, and heavy silence hung between them, that it was understood.

Maybe in another life.

Elain had just started to doze when the sun began to rise. The little stained glass panels in the ceiling lightened, the colored glass glowing like gemstones.

"Little dove," Eris kissed her bare shoulder, pulling her awake once more, "I believe your time with me is almost up."

"No goodbyes," Elain said, rousing herself interlacing her fingers with his, "I don't want to say it."

"We won't, then. Not now and not later." Eris pulled her in closer and buried his nose in her hair.

"I've been thinking about something," Elain murmured, pressing his knuckles to her lips.

"Yes?" Eris smiled against the top of her head.

"I don't want to go back to Velaris. Do you think Lucien would let me stay with him in the human realm? Maybe just until Rhysand calms some and Nesta learns of what I did." She looked up into his face, unsure of what she'd find. She hadn't told him that she'd been considering it.

But something lit in his eyes and he smiled wider. "I will take you. I think he will understand."

The smile faded a little and he added, "I need to ask you for a bargain, little dove."

Elain's brows furrowed but she nodded.

"I think we should agree to tell no one of what happened between us. I don't think the kidnapping has to be a secret. It's not that I'm ashamed, but what we've done-"

"I understand," She whispered. She had already decided, herself, that she would tell no one.

Feyre and Rhys had surely already assumed the worst. That Eris had seduced her and ruined her innocence. As if she had much to begin with. But it would make things so much more complicated for them both if anyone else knew. Not to mention the target that apparently came with any attachment to a Vanserra brother. As Lucien's mate, she would be protected. But not as Eris's friend.

"But that's not a bargain, silly boy."

"Well I was thinking that in exchange, I'll give you a real tour of Autumn whenever I become High Lord. Once it becomes the Autumn I want it to be." His pointer finger traced a line back and forth on her cheekbone.

"And you'll write me letters," Elain added, "Even if you have to sign them some wild fake name. Dear old Griselda."

"It's a deal," Eris laughed, not thinking much about his choice of words. Then he jerked back and hissed, slapping a hand over his ribs. Elain felt a sting on her own torso and a sinking feeling in her stomach.

Eris pulled his hand away to find a tattoo over his fresh scar. A constellation - columba, a dove. Elain stared, color draining from her face as she brought her fingertips to her own matching tattoo.

"Won't that cause you trouble?" Elain croaked.

"No, I can glamour over it," Eris grumbled, "Idiotic Night Court and it's garish customs."

It should not be funny. But Elain had to hold a hand over her mouth anyways to hide her grin. Eris scoffed and lunged at her, straddling her hips and holding her wrists above her head. The silk sheets soft against his thighs, her beautiful body on full display before him.

Eris attacked, pressing the lightest kisses he could manage over her tattoo, traveling down to her sides and back up until she writhed underneath him and laughed in spite of herself.

"Stop it, you beast!" She cried, trying to break from his grasp. He relented, letting his body fall on top of her. He laid his head on her chest and cuddled into her, one hand holding tight to her waist. Elain let out a happy sound and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Eris?" She asked, just above a whisper.

"Hm?" Eris hummed, about to fall asleep.

"What do you think your father was going to do to me?"

"I don't want to think about it," Eris murmured, shaking his head against her, "His methods of punishment are quite broad."

"Eris?" She whispered again, inhaling a deep, shaky breath.

"Yes darling?" He propped himself on his elbow to look at her, eyelids drooping from exhaustion.

"I had a vision. About you." Eris's eyebrows knit together, lips parting as if to say something, but he stayed quiet.

"I believe you'll be successful," She said, running her fingertips gently down his face. She could not keep her hands from him, from trying to map his body with her touch. She may have accepted the inevitability of their parting, but she would still take every piece of him that she could.

"I think I saw you becoming the High Lord. There was some kind of golden magic and fire that didn't burn you."

Eris only stared, his expression unreadable. Then, he returned his head to her chest and heaved a sigh.

"I'll believe it when I see it," He mumbled.

"My visions are never wrong," Elain said carefully, frowning.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just mean...I don't wish to get my hopes up." His tone was guarded. The firmness of his voice told Elain that this was something he would be stubborn about. It was something he couldn't afford not to be stubborn about.

"You made a bargain around becoming High Lord," Elain whispered, "But you don't believe it will happen?"

"You make me want to promise things," He said, sounding very tired, "But in truth, there are so many moving parts and I am just one person. I have a better chance with Rhysand on my side, though."

"Have you gotten anyone else on your side?" Elain asked, smoothing down strands of copper hair.

"I'm working on it," He said. Then he brought his fingers to her lips and playfully pinched them shut. "No more talk of this. We should try to sleep for at least a few hours. Or at least talk of something happier."

"Just one more question," Elain mumbled around his hold.

"Mhm."

"Will you be okay? Really truly?"

It was a long moment before he answered. He tightened his hold on her and pulled the blankets closer around them.

"I will." He promised.

"I should've made it part of the bargain," She whispered back, looking down at his auburn lashes and freckled skin.

"I promise you, dove. I will be alright. For you, I will be alright."

Elain inquired and found that the High Lord and Lady usually stayed in private quarters on the floor above. The High Lord was in a meeting, but she may knock and see if the High Lady wanted to speak. Likely, the guard told her, the High Lady would sense her presence and then decide if she wanted to be seen.

So, Elain made her way up the stone stairwell, lit with glowing sconces. The city was quiet and albeit, very peaceful. Perhaps everyone was still resting from the revelry the night before. She passed no one else, save for two soldiers posted at the entry way to the private floor. That and the intricate carvings and doorway inlaid with jewels let her know that this was indeed the right place.

Elain took a deep breath and knocked on the massive mahogany door. It surprised her when the door swung open just a moment later and revealed Feyre, her face as warm and welcoming as the stone walls of the city. She said nothing.

"I came to talk," Elain cleared her throat, determined not to lose her nerve.

Feyre stared for a long moment, considering. Little Nyx cooed and giggled behind her and Elain could not help the rush of joy she felt at the sound. Feyre opened the door wider and stepped aside, letting her in.

Elain rushed to Nyx's bassinet and the toddler gave a cry of delight when he saw her, holding out his hands. Elain scooped him up and nuzzled him close, covering his chubby cheeks in kisses.

"Talk," Feyre crossed her arms, tone icy. Her gaze was wary, watching her little boy tangle his hands in Elain's hair. It stung, deeply. As if Feyre no longer trusted Elain. As if Elain would ever hurt Nyx.

"I didn't want to hurt you," Elain turned to her sister, Nyx cuddled into the crook of her neck.

"I wasn't hurt," Feyre said, "I was angry. I don't know what you think you're doing."

"Trying to make you listen," Elain's voice rose a touch higher. Nyx looked up at her, little eyes wide in concern, and she rubbed circles across his back.

Feyre stilled, a little of the fierceness falling away. She waited for Elain to continue.

"I couldn't breathe there, anymore," Elain took a deep breath, reminded of how tight her chest had constantly felt the last few months. "I know you and Rhys deal with so many complicated things every day. And you're trying to keep us all safe. But I can't stand to be managed anymore."

"You couldn't speak to us about it?" Feyre's tone softened a touch.

"Rhysand has been hiding from me," Elain pointed out, expelling her nervous energy by swaying back and forth the way Nyx liked.

"So you sought out Eris?"

"I did not seek him out," Elain cried, "His brothers kidnapped me!"

"What?" Feyre whispered, stricken.

"They thought I was Nesta. They were going to give me to Beron. I saw it coming in a vision and I reached out and no one was there." Tears were welling in Elain's eyes, a lump rising in her throat at the memory.

"Elain," Feyre said softly, voice breaking.

"Eris rescued me, and he almost died doing so. They used faebane and it took him a few days to get any magic back," Elain choked back a sob, Nyx's tiny hand reaching up to rest on her cheek. In a near-whisper she added, "He is my friend."

Elain could see Feyre's mind spinning, trying to catch up. Her brows drew together, face creased with anxiety and pain.

"Everything he's done-" Feyre started.

"I know," Elain cut her off, "But just listen to him yourself, some time. You and Rhys speak of dreamers, but you forget that not all of them exist within your court. And not all of them have had their wishes granted like you."

Feyre was quiet again, thinking. Considering. It was more than Elain had hoped for. A pensive Feyre was better than an angry Feyre. Elain lost herself in Nyx's big, sparkling eyes and babbling song. She had missed him terribly.

"What will I tell Nesta?" She asked, finally.

"That I've gone to the human realm to see Lucien."

"You want me to lie?"

"You won't be lying. That's where I'm going today. Eris is going to take me."

Feyre took a deep breath as she digested this.

"It may be good for Rhys to have time to cool down," She admitted. Her voice wavered a little as she asked, "How long will you be gone?"

"Until I find what I need," Elain said.

There was much to be said, still. About Eris's brothers and what should be done about them. About Nesta and how her wrath might be avoided. About Elain, and all of the things that had been weighing on her heart. It hung in the air between them, heavy.

"I need to find for myself what you found in Velaris. What Nesta found in the Blood Rite," Elain's eyes searched her sister's. Eyes the color of dusk, sparkling with glimmers of her power.

Feyre rushed forward and wrapped her arms around her sister. Nyx giggled, delighted to be trapped between them.

"I am proud of you," Feyre said, tears glistening in her eyes, "I'm sorry for what it took for me to listen. But I'm proud of you, and Rhys will be too when he calms down."

A slow, sly smile spread on Feyre's face. "You did something I would have done. I never thought I'd see the day."

When Elain returned to the lower floor, it was time for the real goodbye. Eris sat on the edge of the bed, Elain's things packed and sitting on the bed beside him. He had winnowed back to the cabin to grab a few extra things for her since she would not be returning to Velaris.

His face was sad, eyes gleaming with sorrow, shoulders slumped. Elain crossed to him and stood between his legs, grasping his face in her hands. She said nothing, the trembling of her chin too great an obstacle. Then Eris drew her in and wrapped his arms around her. Tighter than ever, face buried in her shoulder. And he did not let go for a long time.

When he did pull back, he had cleared some of that sorrow from his features. Putting up a brave front, as usual. He wiped a tear from Elain's cheek and offered her a smile. And Elain wondered if he would let himself feel it, all alone in solitude of the cabin or his room at the Forest House. Or if he'd ever let himself feel it at all.

She could not help but feel it. All of it. She was certain he had no idea what he'd done. He had no idea that he'd pieced her back together and placed the world in her bandaged hands. And if she told him, he would not think of it as the grand gift it was. As if it were as small as a maple sugar candy or a dragonfly earring.

He had changed it all, molded the course of her entire future. Everything from this point on would be compared to the guide he had written. For all things: if it did not come close to the reverence with which he had handled her, it would never be enough.

"I have had such fun causing trouble with you," Eris's voice was raspy, "And you have no idea how much you have done for me, little Archeron."

"You have no idea how much you've done for me, my love," Elain croaked, and kissed him for the last time.

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Is it true that devs said they wanted to convey the feeling that when you lose someone, you wish you had treated them better? I mean, regarding to the Aerith matter. Because, how Cloud could have treated her better? In my opinion I think he was kind enough, considering that he was being a victim of harassemet...

Now, my opinion may be a little influenced by personal experience, (I'll explain forward) but I wonder, Is this some kind of generational gap between us and the authors? or maybe some kind of culture shock? Maybe a misinterpretation? If so, I can understand and respect that those things exist, and I am not here trying to become a moral lighthouse, but I believe that there are issues that must be treated with due respect, and one of them is the possibility to say "no" and set limits towards another person, regardless of your sex, gender, sexual orientation OR level of attractiveness, (yes I said that) witch includes of course regardless of whether the person who it's pretending something with you it's cute/pretty or handsome or not. Now I'll explain, as someone who has been a victim of harassemet, I'm having a hard time playing this game, especially because in my case, people kept telling me how "lucky" I was to have an attractive person behind me, and how everyone acted as if he were doing me a favor, the social pressure in this type of cases it's horrible (and I discover that due to cultural matters this cases are more common in men) me being a woman I could feel what it's like to have to endure the harassment of someone you don't like, and to feel pressure to not "overreact" just because that person is someone liked and result to have "pretty privilege".

I hope this matter be something that it's just misinterpreted, 'cause at this point, the game has only brought me back bad memories with all Aerith's/Cloud matter.

Yeah, Kitase said that, and I honestly think they think it's okay for her to bully Cloud and be an obnoxious two faced bitch to Tifa because she dies and that's saaaad!

Her behaviour makes me happy she's dead. She's not gonna be in my face pissing me off while I'm trying to play.

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I assume you like plants since you like Stolas

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I LOVE PLANTS !! but i can't keep them alive to no matter what I do, (unless they're succulents). saaaad. many have succumbed to my rotten death thumb - they now fear me and dread the moment they are placed upon my cursed threshold. I am very unlike stolas in that way, though my devotion and admiration for these magnificent organisms are aligned with my flora-loving, cryptid muse.