#so maybe at that point he just accepted she's ~different~ and learned to embrace it

[lookingfts]

Dialogue Game - Prompts #7 and #8

#7 – "I can't swim." (fitrahgolden)

“I can’t swim.”

She winces as she says it. One of those stupid little things that children are taught, and everyone insists she has to know, but Kate has never seen the point in rushing to learn. She doesn’t need to know as long as she just…doesn’t go into deep water.

“Really?” Anthony’s face is teasing, but only a little. There’s more of that soft look on his face when she’s said something that endears him. It happens astonishingly often.

“Shut up,” Kate says, poking his shoulder even as heat rushes to her cheeks. “We’ll just stay in the shallows.”

It feels wonderful in there anyway. The water is just cool enough to whisk away the warmth on her skin, lapping gently against her waist. Her feet are firmly on the sand, and she likes it that way.

But Anthony pulls her into his arms, and she already knows he’s about to try and convince her of something. “Do you trust me?”

“Usually.”

“Then just hold on to me. We won’t go too deep, I promise,” he says genuinely, and Kate finds herself nodding. She jokes, but she trusts him implicitly. With her body, with her heart, even with her life, if the situation calls for it.

Kate tenses as they move further into the waves, the water rising to her shoulders. It’s scary, overwhelming, but Anthony is embracing her so tightly that she knows he’ll never let her go.

“Just kick your feet. You’re fine, I’ve got you.”

Her toes lift off the sand and she inhales sharply, but she’s floating for a moment, Anthony’s hands firm on her waist. Kate laughs as she wraps herself around him, legs twined over his hips, and buries her face in his neck. “That was terrifying.”

“But you did so good,” he praises, slowly moving them back to solid ground. “That wasn’t so bad, right?”

She shakes her head, smiles. “With you?” she says breathlessly. “Nothing’s that bad.”

#8 – “Happy anniversary baby. Open your present” “Anthony we’ve been dating for a week” (Anonymous)

“Happy anniversary, baby.” He tugs the wrapped box from behind his back, and presents it to her with a flourish. “Open your present.”

Kate looks between him and the box, her mouth parted in surprise, and then she bursts into laughter. “Anthony,” she says with a fond sort of exasperation. “We’ve been dating for a week. What is this?”

He shrugs, holding the box out to her. Maybe there was a time that he would have retreated back into self-doubt at her reaction, convinced himself that he was overwhelming her. But it’s been the best week of his life, and Kate has never been spoiled like she should be. So maybe they both need this. “We kissed a year ago,” he points out.

Her face scrunches up. It was neither of their finest moments; a slightly drunken kiss in the courtyard at one of Colin’s parties, followed by fifty-one weeks of lying to themselves and to each other. But now they’re making a proper go of it, so he doesn’t see why it shouldn’t count.

“Are you going to make an anniversary out of every one of our terrible decisions?”

“If the mood strikes.”

Kate rolls her eyes, but her expression is amused, not irritated. She takes off the blue wrapping paper so delicately that it’s barely torn, as gentle and meticulous as she is in everything.

Setting the paper aside, she opens the box, the delighted smirk dropping when she sees the delicate chain holding a gold teardrop pendant. “Anthony,” she says, but that’s as far as she gets.

“I just saw it and I thought of you. It wasn’t wildly expensive, I promise.” A one-week anniversary gift is a big enough swing. One day, he’ll buy her something truly extravagant, if only to show her that she’s worth it. But he can wait awhile.

“Our definitions of expensive might be different.”

“Pretend I got it out of a claw machine if that makes it easier to accept it.”

Her laugh is thick as she turns her back to him and sweeps her hair aside. Anthony clasps the chain around her neck, and she runs her fingers over the pendant. “Happy anniversary of the best terrible decision I ever made,” Kate murmurs.

He kisses her shoulder, smiling into her skin. “Likewise.”

[ep2nd]

What is Redson's secret base?

Or for people who don't know, the place where Redson trains Mei in Season 4, Embrace your destiny, and later in season 5, Claim to Flame

This place-

Now I know I might be reading into it a bit, but like honestly, why does Redson just know about this place that neither of his parents, that's appeared in the show, don't??

Be warned, I ain't a professional on Chinese Mythology and JTTW so this is truly speculation. If anyone has criticism or more info, always share I do like learning and correcting mistakes

Onward- I think it's an old Temple for Guanyin and/or Muzha

For those who don't know, in JTTW, Redboy, not Redson in the book, I think, actually was defeated with the help of several people, including Guanyin (though she helps Wukong like every day this was normal), but this time around Redboy foolishly pretended to be Guanyin and tricked Pigsy (Zhu Bajie). She wasn't having that. So she got a bunch of Celestial swords, turned them into her Lotus platform, pretended to leave, then Redson sat on the Flower because he thought he was the bees knees and ended up going through severe pain (surprise swords hurt). Guanyin then casted the Binding Spell on Redboy, shaved his head, and claimed him as her disciple from then on. Don't worry Redboy became better we see in latter parts.

Summary of the summary- Redboy is a disciple of Guanyin

Now LMK is different so Guanyin prob didn't cast the spell of SNATCHED or used the swords of HAH YOU THOUGHT so here's what I think is their relationship and how it impacts my theory

After the Samadhi Fire incident, at some point PIF asked Guanyin for help in training Redson with his fire powers, and she accepted, mentoring him

Technically, she lives in the Southern Seas and not mountains, so this place is obviously not her home, but it's possibly a training ground. This would also mean that Muzha, Guanyin's other disciple and Nezha's older brother, would train him. Now here's some facts to prove this

The place is found on a mountain, now while Guanyin doesn't have information on living or having temples on mountains, Muzha does

Its guessed, aka im using Google, that Muzha lives in the Western Foothills, which means the mast ranges of Mountains, so him having an extra Temple/House makes sense

Redson goes on to call these "7th century Mo Dao" or something like that was hard to hear. Now JTTW takes place in the 7th century, and Redson admits that it's hard to find these specific spears, so what if they were given him to Muzha back in the day and they've just been sitting the Place. Maybe this is what Muzha also used to teach Redson to fight

Aka the shack we first see Mei in-

Now we see Redson have a more love for meditation than in prior seasons/episodes, which is weird considering his Anger Issues

So what if Guanyin helped him with that? In the Revenge of the Spider Queen, he calms down to ask nicely to steal their ship, which looks like he almost burst a nerve but he tried!!

Is it possible that PIF taught him to control his anger? Yes. But as the goddess of Mercy and Compassion, Guanyin is all about that meditation and calmness, she's a Bodhisattva too.

So in Redson's speech of Meditation later on, it could be the same thing Guanyin told him, except for the smit your enemies prob

Now most Guanyin Statues have her holding a Jar of water in her left with an olive branch in her right.

In fact, the only time we saw Guanyin the show so far is when Tang is describing Redson's story, though it might be different

Also, if you notice on the bottom of the statue, you see a Lotus pattern similar to Nezha's

Now Guanyin is known for sitting upon a Lotus flower, so this isn't far fetched, also Nezha's brother IS Muzha, so maybe they sometimes get mixed up (as siblings do) even with their statues

Now If the statue looks to masculine do remember Guanyin is sometimes seen and as a man and sometimes as a women, and sometimes both or neither, she cool like that

Next, again with the statue, the things being offered, fruit, a candle, and a jar of something, now according to Google, beware yall ITS GOOGLE-

Fruit is one of the five standard offerings made to Guanyin, along with flowers, water, oil or light, and incense

Isn't that cute he's making offerings to his past teacher!!! Now as a demon it's strange to make ANY offerings to gods, so it makes sense if it's Guanyin or Muzha

Now I will say this statue ALSO looks like Nuwa, and there's clay figures in acloves nearby so like I'm not 100% sure

Also the place around the Shack of Meditation is Bamboo, which is common in China but is also a significant plant for Guanyin and Muzha (I think) this is based on interpretations I've seen where bamboo is seen in her place at the Souther Seas (from OSP) or where Muzha's outfits include depictions of bamboo (Art here on Tumblr)

FINNALY, last notes

1. This place is introduced ONLY when the Samadhi fire is included, which is the whole reason Guanyin became Redboy's Master/mentor in JTTW ar all

2. Redson comments that this place is one of the few places LBD has taken, and if it's under protection of Muzha and/or Guanyin, it makes sense they powerful gods/goddesses

3. I just think it's neat and maybe foreshadowing for a future episode where we'll see Guanyin and Redson backstory, maybe a repeat of Redson's lines for thet DRAMATIC EFFECT

That's all have a nice day, my hand hurts:')

Also I'm not sure if anyone knows but like I have a YouTube playlist with all the LMK episodes for free, which is how I learn stuff quickly qnd get the screenshots, if anyone wants it I'll dm the link 👍

[tua-five]

Season 2 Episode 6

Another random list of things! With a bunch of gifs because I could find some today!

To start off, I wonder if Allison ever explained to the people in the salon or Raymond or anyone really why she couldn't speak for a year. How her throat ended up getting slit. Or maybe they just accepted it because of the year it was and the discrimination. Assuming it was a white boy.

Also, Allison went from not wanting to use her powers at all (other than using them to save her husband) to abusing it out in public to prove a point. This woman's got issues.

Random, but, "Unarm my weiner"

Also, every season, Klaus finds something new regarding his powers. In s1, he was able to summon Ben, and just in today's episode, Ben (even though it was just a moment), possessed Klaus. And another thing in s3, but just in case some people haven't seen it yet, I'll leave that till we get there next week or 2.

I believe that Klaus is extremely underappreciated and overlooked. His powers are, for lack of a better word, very powerful. If he had grown up differently, taught to embrace his power and abilities rather than be thrown into the deep end, maybe he could've learned it all earlier and come to terms with it.

Okay, we can all agree that the entirety of the umbrellas meeting their was hilarious, right? The conch shell, Reggie saying "O for 2 young man," Five having to be in charge once again, stop Deigo from attacking Reginald, and give a run down on everyone's powers, Allison making Diego punch himself in the face (we can also all agree that that was just another demonstration that despite everything, they're still siblings, right?), everyone saying that [Viktor] should in fact NOT use [his] powers, doing it anyway and blowing up the pineapple, saying Oops. It was all great.

What wasn't great was Reginald going down on the insults with Diego. That was a bit too far and hurtful. And Luther ripping open his shirt was uncomfortable for everyone.

Also. Reginald wanted to talk to Five because he was the most sensible. What doesn't make sense to me is how easily Reggie accepted that Five was older than him. How easily he accepted they time traveled. He was the most calm with Five. He literally said, "No skin off my teeth, old man." Both accepting that Five—who looks younger than him by a lot—is older than him, and also accepting the "apology".

(⚠️⚠️ S3 Spoilers!!! ⚠️⚠️)

Based on this, it doesn't make complete sense for Reginald to not adopt Five in the future. He knows that he failed with this group of powered children, so he goes out of his way to not adopt them. But with Five, he seems to maybe like him a little bit. And the knowledge that he failed, he can use and try different things. Maybe just adopting Five and not the others. He seemed genuinely interested in Five's powers.

Here are gifs from today's episode! Aka some of my favorite moments:

(Do you like jazz, Five?)

[demodraws0606]

I don't know how much of a hot take this is but Rui is probably the most childish WxS character.

Okay that's not exactly it but in my opinion his character arc surrounds him embracing his inner child, his own emotions and "selfishness" which contrasts with Emu.

Emu in a way struggles similarly to Rui, she struggles with her emotions and feels insecure at not being mature enough however their trajectory in my opinion is different.

Emu learns to grow up in her own way, knowing she can't detach herself from her "childish self" she's learned to understand how valuable it is.

Rui in some ways can be seen as the opposite of Emu at first in term of attitude, he's incredibly "mature". He speaks formally both in tone of voice and just way of speaking. Under the surface he seems like he has his emotions under control.

However it couldn't be further from who Rui actually is

He has so so many feelings, he often just doesn't either realize or he ends up repressing it due to a fear of what would happen if he let it out.

Because he always lived repressing what he truly wanted, living as a shell of himself for so long cause he didn't allow himself to feel.

Him getting angry in smile of a dreamer, his feelings of love for wxs or obviously the disbandement arc.

The disbandement arc was the first step in him maybe finally accepting his feelings but...I don't think it was enough. He still thinks of himself as greedy and selfish though he's not berating himself as much anymore that thought is still in his head. Even with the support of Miku in WL he only weakly agrees with her.

In the end, he still hasn't told WxS about Asahi. Nene told him that it was okay, that he could speak about it when he finally felt comfortable and we see he still hasn't reached that point yet.

(Also this is pjsk so I don't think Rui repressing his feelings is gonna stop anytime soon)

[howlingday]

NO WEAKNESS

Blake: ...

Ren: (Points Storm Flower at her)

Blake: ...How did you know?

Ren: Your deal. Power like that always comes with a price. What was yours?

Blake: (Turns) You already know.

Ren: (Surrounded)

Blake: Forgive me, but I have to do this. (Presses button)

Ren: (Stumbles) Wha... What did you do...?

Blake: Ether brand neurotoxin. (Blurred, Walking over to Ren) Transfers by touch. You see, Arthur learns from his mistakes, Ren. And as you can see, brute force won't always work.

Ren: (On the ground, Clutching himself)

Blake: It had to be me. It's the only way...

Ren: ...to get... this... close...

Blake: For my father. For my mother. For everything you've done to me. After all this time, I finally know. (Steps on Ren)

Ren: I am... sorry...

Blake: You didn't have a choice. I do. Venom used you, but... I'm no better. The only thing I ever saw was an empty canvas, a weapon for me to hold and to use. I kept telling myself this was for your own good, but... people aren't weapons. They're not meant to be controlled. (Kneels) Finally, you are free. Goodbye... Agent. (Leaves)

Ren: (Dies)

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. . .

Blake: Are you still here?

. . .

Blake: Still hanging on to what little humanity you have left?

. . .

Blake: Agent Lie Ren. The Hidden Lotus.

. . .

Blake: Lurking in the black, even when the page is white.

. . .

Blake: Did everything have to be perfect, or was it just your attempt at having fun?

. . .

Blake: To hide you behind mountains of contracts... Protect you from the harsh reality...

. . .

Blake: You really are the perfect weapon. You're just how Lil' Miss always dreamed you would be.

. . .

Blake: (Giggles) Oh, there's something special about you...

. . .

Blake: Could you even survive outside of this world? You're not a person. The only thing you are is what everyone else tells you to be. And I told you exactly what you are.

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Watts: There he is... I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised since Belladonna did make a promise. I've never seen anyone like you. Honestly, how could she even think of asking me to kill you? Luckily for you, I'm not one to throw away anything useful.

Watts: Ready the serum.

Watts: Losing your memory isn't so bad. You already know that.

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Blake: (Giggling) What's he doing? Is he still looking at us?

Watts: It would appear so. The poor fool just can't accept that his curtain has already fallen.

Blake: Maybe I should take him out on the highway, and drive away once he's out?

Watts: Haha! A classic~!

Blake: ...He was always the most loyal tool. But everything is left to rust eventually.

Watts: I couldn't agree more.

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. . .

Nora: Are you done? The poison is using your fears. Don't let it.

. . .

Nora: ...C'mon. Get up. Let's go for a walk.

. . .

Nora: ...

Ren: She wants me dead.

Nora: Can you really blame her? After what we did?

Nora: But that's not what's going on.

Ren: She chose power. In the end, she's no different from the rest of them.

Nora: You're wrong. She knows Watts is smart, and that's why she's using his smartness against him. That's why she's leaving the rest to you.

Ren: ...But how?

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Blake: You know.

Ghira: Blake!

Blake: (Girl) Coming!

Blake: Take out Watts and I can rip out Venom from its roots. We'll finally be free.

Ghira: (Holding Kali in front of their boat)

Blake: (Running down the pier)

Ren: (Holding the trigger)

Blake: All you have to do is accept the past. Embrace who you were.

Click. BOOM!

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Ren: (Sits up, In a medical bed)

[langfield]

things i want in double exposure 2 ( self indulgent ) ( not that serious ) :

- blackwell’s ten year highschool reunion or a special event where they invite back former students to show off the school’s success rates. max decides to go back and either takes amanda, vinh, or moses with her depending on who you romanced, or if you didn’t romance anyone at all. cue lis:1 cast meeting the lis:de cast!

- safi being cryptic on crosstalk and occasionally messaging max privately … depending on if you accepted her or not affects the information she gives you about what’s happening

- if romanced, vinh tries stepping down as abraxas president and is rather happy about it … until it’s revealed that diamond has disappeared from caledon, forcing vinh back into the position. it’s a whole thing! max helps him actually start making changes to abraxas, since he’s now capable of doing so

- conclusions for the amanda and vinh romance arcs that are interesting and complex and different. give me max and vinh engaging in a fwb relationship for a while ( due to their fear of losing each other ) and slowly slipping into dating. have them talk about reggie and safi. give me max slowly winning amanda over in time, with her genuinely making an effort to be there for amanda without overstepping her boundaries, with her learning to communicate her own. give me the ‘i kissed both vinh and amanda’ conclusion too! and most importantly : if you romanced neither or only one of them, let max actually befriend them both and become close to them over time

- on top of that : more moses. way more moses and max, thank you

- max realizes she was in love with safi arc. she realizes she always will be, in a way, because that’s how it was with chloe … but she can still find love with other people too. i need the game to make it so clear that max has always been capable of loving more than one person at once! this is normal and very queer of her

- more of reggie, loretta, and gwen. thanks <3

- yasmin, whether she’s president anymore or not, is increasingly overbearing with max. she is always texting her and asking her about safi, is always talking about how good max and safi were for each other — how max can convince safi to come home and understand. tries to relegate herself as max’s mother due to a combination of missing safi dearly, genuinely caring for max, and a selfish desire to keep max at caledon so that when safi returns, she’ll return home to yasmin specifically. she is rather manipulative and pushy about this, and frequently inserts herself into max’s life

- amanda backstory because lord knows she needs it. was she a caledon student at some point, ever? how did she end up working at the snapping turtle? maybe have her grow closer to another character, like gwen or something to give her more of an ‘in’

- maya okada flashback of some sort involving her, safi, and vinh. those three also deserve more backstory and lore, without the lucas stuff

- safi checks in on max through a variety of disguises. not necessarily the caledon cast we know, but some of the background characters ( rowan, alice, shiloh, tim, etc ) … also bonus morally ambiguous ‘safi disguises herself as vinh or amanda to try and kiss max’ scene

- alderman storyline gets picked back up and is actually a major plot now. max desperately tries to figure out how to bring him back once she realizes he’s still nonexistent despite the combined timelines

- lots of max just healing tbh : getting to speak about her past to the other characters, starting to ingrain herself into caledon more, familiarizing herself with her powers again, etc. little things. double exposure is all about max accepting that she hasn’t healed and needs to, so now show me the healing!

- safi dragging diamond around to search for other people like them, trying to train diamond’s powers and sort of being really bad at it ; cue a slowburn friendship between them that has highs and lows. safi is all for embracing the powers but diamond, much like max used to be, is too scared of them … they go back and forth a lot and by the end of things, taught each other many important lessons that have shaped them both as people

- obviously, safi meeting alex and daniel ( & sean, depending ), and navigating these new relationships. old choices matter here!

- safi visits arcadia bay without max ( be it the ruins of it or the bustling town ) and learns about her. she discovers that there’s something particularly special about this town in terms of powers, and there’s canon confirmation from the game ( via safi’s own investigating ) that rachel amber had powers too. and that she has since become the bay ( rachel amber is god theory canon )

- cue rachel amber dreams <3 i think everyone with powers gets one at some point. just because

- safi goes on this roadtrip and repeatedly uses her shapeshifting powers throughout the journey, much to diamond’s discomfort. she will mostly be max if max rejected her, or she’ll mostly be vinh if max accepted her ( since she MOSTLY shapeshifts into vinh during the game ) … but there are appearances from others as well. maybe at some point she shapeshifts into maya and breaks down over it?

- chloe comes to caledon after the storm and meets the caledon gang. many ways this could play out! it’s very messy emotionally though for both max and chloe. they get closure one way or another

- safi yuris out on the road with everyone. most notably alex and diamond by accident. maybe chloe somehow? daniel is also a little trans, don’t worry about that too hard

- if you saved the bay, we finally find out what nathan’s fate is and if he’s really still in prison or not! maybe we’re given more information about the jefferson-prescott trial, because god do i want it

- victoria. the game makes a point to emphasize how close her and max are, despite the distance between them. we find out that both of them coped very poorly with what happened in arcadia bay and have grown closer for it. if chloe’s alive, we get the chloe/victoria situation of our dreams that max has to grappe with. she is mostly happy for them, a bit jealous in a sopping cat way, but also finds it very funny that she has slept with them both. #chasefield canon #chaseprice canon

- vinh, at some point, embraces acting again. we see him navigate student productions and reaching out for auditions in plays — and see him wrestle with wanting to stay in caledon for max’s sake versus wanting to leave it behind still. safi parallels because vinh and safi have always been so similar despite the stark differences

- langfield kiss. langfield obsessed with each other. langfield grossly infatuated. clear the searches!!!

bonus. double exposure gets a dlc and it’s just the powered people meeting up for real and dancing around a fire like witches about it. or something. it’s very profound trust me

[darkonekrisrewrite]

AFO and Toga

Reactions to Learned "Love" and real Love

It's also really interesting (like some already pointed out)in how AFO compares and then contrasts to the other members of the league in terms of Love, what they believe is love and what could be considered real love for others.

Toga and AFO are similar in many ways.

Both having a Quirk that lets them take on aspects of other people, also adopting personas for personal reasons.

Due to her Quirk and upbringing full of rejection, toga initially believes that bloodshed is an expression of love, her quirk tying into that through a mental compulsion to consume blood.

Not so unlike AFO, the only true and positive experiences they find when they're young, is taking something from someone else.

Both are compared to Demons, willingly and unwillingly, with AFO embracing the title and Toga being branded with it.

And both eventually becoming villains and smiling, after everything they've been through and currently are, trying to live and make the best of things the only way they can.

But how they react to real Love (and/or compassion) is where the similarities end.

Once ochako reaches out to Toga and attempts to willingly connect with her, offering her blood for life, something that ochako knows would be considered love according to toga, things change.

Even though toga thinks ochako still intends to lock her away and knows (because ochako said so herself) that ochako won't overlook everything (probably talking about the killing, I guess?)-

-Toga isn't willing to kill ochako or let her die, even willing to risk her own life, to save someone who is still very much an enemy that she herself wounded.

Just because ochako showed Toga the acceptance (a form of love) that she never had before.

But AFO already had a form of real love in his brother, despite their circumstances, and his reaction to his brother no longer being on his side is the exact opposite.

AFO can't accept his brother's autonomy in any way.

First when he locks his brother in a vault for refusing to follow the villainous way of doing things and then when he tries to escape to "the other side" - AFO straight up kills him.

(at least heavily implied, maybe he didn't die right away or maybe after the transfer of OFA?)

That difference between them is what makes Toga capable of being more than the persona she has while AFO can only be a linear standard "demon lord".

[novemberhope]

Summary: After the tragic events in Marineford, Niara pays Ace one last visit. Spoilers: Yes! Marineford and Portgas D Ace Spoilers under the cut! Notes: After a long time, I finally wrote something again!! Yay!! (not very long though) Word Count: 881

Standing in front of the grave made it real. That's why Niara had avoided coming here for as long as she could. But there was no getting around it. If she really was to take Luffy up on his offer to join him and his crew in Sabaody, she knew what she had to do. She had to accept that Ace was gone and move on. But the tears would not stop falling. She had managed not to cry in a while, but now, standing in front of his grave, it was overwhelming. It was a good thing no one else was there.

She looked over at Whitebeard's grave. She'd never met him in person but Ace had been obsessed with taking him down. If he hadn't, and if he hadn't joined Whitebeard's crew at some point, maybe the Spade Pirates would still be together and none of this would have happened.

But Niara also knew she couldn't blame it on Whitebeard. Many things had happened in the world since the Spade Pirates left Niara on that little island where she'd met her grandparents for the first time. She was not sorry she had stayed behind to get to know them. She'd always planned on catching up with the others at some point but apparently that had never been meant to happen - after hearing that Ace had joined Whitebeard's crew and the others had moved on to do their own thing, Niara hadn't been in any hurry to catch up with her old crew. There had been nothing to catch up with now anyway. But maybe - maybe if she had…

No, she told herself, trying to wipe the tears away that still kept coming. This was just a lot of what ifs and might have beens. "I'm sorry," she whispered, her fingers gently trailing the edges of the gravestone. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry I couldn't save you." If only she had taken things more seriously, if only she had taken the time to train, to get stronger, to handle her devil fruit better, to learn Haki… maybe her rushing to Marineford to save Ace would have made a difference. Instead, she hadn't even come close before she'd been knocked out and if Luffy's companions hadn't saved her… The only good thing that had come out of this was that he had seen her. He'd known she had come to try and save him. If anything, that made her feel better.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered again.

For a moment, she felt the heat of the afternoon sun on her back and she pretended it was fire embracing her for the very last time.

"I've decided to take your little brother up on his offer," she said. She wanted Ace to know that she was going to be fine. And that his brother was going to be fine too. "I'm going to train hard and then I'll join his crew when they all meet up again in Sabaody. I promise I won't ever let anything happen to him."

Truth be told, Luffy was a lot stronger than Niara ever would be, but she still felt like she needed to make that promise.

"And… maybe you want to know that Ginny's okay too." Ginny, who was everything but Niara's favorite person. She had sold the Spade Pirates out back in the day and joined the marines, putting a huge target on their back. But Ace had cared about Ginny and Ginny seemed to be on the right path now, so it felt right to let him know that. "I don't know what happened to her afterwards, but she fought on our side in Marineford. Which means that she's probably no longer a Marine."

Not that Niara cared all that much. She wasn't sure if she would ever be able to forgive Ginny. Still, it looked like she did the right thing in the end so that was good.

"I own so much of where I am now and who I’ve become to you… and I just… I just really wish you would be here to share the rest of my journey as well," she cried, wiping her eyes again. They hadn't seen each other in forever, there was so much they had to tell each other… and now they would never have the chance to do so.

“I’ll come back and tell you all about my adventures with the Strawhats,” she promised.

Slowly reaching out with her outstretched hand, her fingertips barely reaching the soft grass covering the earth. Suddenly, colorful flowers appeared, finding their way all around the gravesite.

Carefully, Niara extended her hand to the gravestone itself and a beautiful fire poppy grew right in her hand. Slowly, she put the flower on the gravestone.

“Goodbye, Ace,” she whispered. “I’ll make you proud, I promise you.”

Again the tears wouldn’t stop falling and she quickly had to turn around and walk away. Once more, the afternoon sun was blazing down on her, but it felt strangely comforting again.

And now… now she was completely on her own. She would return to Amazon Lily to accept the offer to train there and in two years time, she would find Luffy and his crew and hopefully set sail with them.

[sapphim]

so there are two things I find interesting about the responses to that twinception poll (there are many things I find interesting about the responses to that twinception poll actually but these are two of them)

the first is that there will be people saying "carver needs to get away from his family to grow into his own person" and then some of those same people will also say "but bethany should be there too" and I think that's! an interesting exception to carve out. like sure we can all agree he thrives away from his eldest sibling and mother and uncle and the memory of his father. and maybe it Is Different with bethany, Do Not Separate Them. but it reminds me that we never actually learn how it is that bethany and carver actually feel about Living With Each Other!! all we know is how they feel about Missing Each Other. and that's different! that's a different thing! it's just interesting to me how the twins' absence haunts the narrative.

the second thing is that there is a strong common consensus that there is a right choice for carver and it's to become a warden. joining the templars isn't isn't Good For Carver, it's Good For Drama. but there's no strong consensus on beth and people seem to fall into two camps on this.

one says that bethany expresses that she is more content in the circle, that she may not love the circle but she loves the opportunities for learning and the sense of community it affords her. that whatever the many, many negatives, she's not alone anymore, and she's not on the run anymore. if beth had to choose, she'd choose the circle. she basically says as much.

but the other point of view is that, while beth as a warden is more bitter, more angry, more worn down, more openly dissatisfied with her lot in life.. that actually feeling and embracing the negative emotions that she usually tries to tamp down and internalize and repress is Necessary For Growth. and I! think that is an interesting take that is not without merit. the subject kind of reminds me of a legacy banter between fenris and beth

Fenris: You must hate the darkspawn, after what they did to your home.

[Circle Mage Beth]

Bethany: They are mindless. What is there to blame?

Bethany: May as well swear at a force of nature. I don’t see the point.

Fenris: That's… an interesting perspective.

Bethany, Act 2: Oh good. I almost choked on it a little there. A work in progress.

Bethany, Act 3: It's… taken a long time to reach it. Thank you.

[Warden Beth]

Bethany: I have a lot of hate, but it’s not so focused. It's… deeper for a Warden.

Bethany, friendly: It’s been a struggle to let that go.

Fenris: But you have?

Bethany, friendly: Let’s call it a work in progress.

Bethany, rival: Some days you just have to work with what you have.

Fenris: Does that help? Accepting it like that?

Bethany, rival: I’ll let you know when I know.

[thegreatyin]

💀 for the scoundrel, 🃏 for caeru, 🐀 for both

putting this under a cut bc it got surprisingly long (blame the cardsru question)

💀 What's their relationship with the Boatman like?

Ever since she finished Evolution and picked the Naturalist's fate? Not exactly swell. He's not exactly pleased about her choice, and she hasn't exactly gotten any better at chess. And she has a bad habit of dying. A lot. Usually in really stupid ways (such as trying to fight two dozen tigers, to name a completely absurd and definitely totally absolutely not recent hypothetical)

To keep a long story short: They don't get along. Most of their boat visits these days are spent in silence. Or vague small talk. Or awkwardly trading weasels back and forth. The Scoundrel tries to avoid him... mostly. Emphasis on the "tries" part of that sentence.

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🃏 What would be/will be their name and domain as a Master?

I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED BECAUSE MASTER!CAERU IS SO BASED AND ALSO HAS BEEN HAUNTING ME.

Aaanyway, despite myself, as unequivocally funny as the nickname "Cardsru" might be, I don't think it'd end up being his domain in quite the same way it is for the Scoundrel*.

Instead, I could see him being a way more general hoarder of knowledge, if that makes any sense? Facts, histories, lore both mundane and eldritch in nature, everything he could get his grubby little batty hands on. He'd trade in secrets and clues, acting as an information broker for anyone able to pay the price for his services. The price in question, of course, being a trade in mysteries of equal or greater worth to what he's giving up- street gossip for street gossip, arcane secrets for arcane secrets, maybe even the results of an especially chainbreaking experiment for a few dozen notes on tests of his own making.

He wouldn't be kind. And he wouldn't accept lies or forgery. But he'd always be fair, and he'd always look the other way when it mattered most. And if rumor on the street claims he's the most revolutionary of the Masters, the most destructive of their own ranks and ties, the council's man on the inside, the one who heralds the Liberation and welcomes its embrace with open claws-

Well. You'd need to trade a particularly enticing bit of information to learn the truth, wouldn't you?

His name is trickier to imagine. Mr Arcana sounds cool. Or maybe Mr Memoirs. Mr Enigma? Whatever he is, he'd be Mr Pages' worst nightmare, and he'd absolutely revel in it.

*and the scoundrel would actually have an entirely different spacebat special interest if they Actually Got A Say In Things! unfortunately they very much do not.

-

🐀 Are they friends with any rats?

At this point? Considering how many actions I've spent grinding fourth city echoes at LB Industries? There's no way the Scientist doesn't have a whole rat social network going. He probably gets along great with the little buggers. Inventor for inventor behavior. I haven't played Dream of a Thousand Tails yet, but he'd probably be best friends with the Piebald Dreamer if/when they ever meet.

Overall though, he's just a weird ratty guy! He respects rats!! Even if he tries to eat them sometimes. Unaccountably peckish, and all that. You know how it is.

The Scoundrel, by comparison, tends to see rats as vague annoyances at best. They tolerate their existence, but it's pretty much just that- toleration.

They'll be buddy-buddy with rats for as long as it suits their own interests. And as soon as those interests diverge from the rat's own?

...it's probably best to get the heck out of dodge before they get caught in the inevitable crossfire of whatever hairbrained scheme the Scoundrel happens to be pursuing at that particular moment.

[sweeteastart]

💫KHOCWEEK 2023💫

Day 3 - Lover/Friends

@khoc-week

Bunny and Anis

Suprise ! Here's not only Bunny and Anis but also their families ! When I saw the lover prompt/friend prompt I thought of this piece right away.

A bit about it : Bunny and Ephemer aren't in Scala And Caelum. Why ? Well, even after founding the infamous town along side Ephemer, Bunny remained hellbent on one day finding her brother. She couldn't picture her life continuing without him by her side. In her desperate quest to found him, she managed to built a machine ressembling the one in Daybreak town. However, upon activating it, the machine malfunctioned and both Bunny and Ephemer were sucked into a portal.

Both of them ended up in a small costal town on an unknown world. Thought the goal of finding Anis went nowhere, Bunny started to strongly believe it wasn't a coincidence and that one day they would be reunited.

For Anis, he went the being reborn route and was born in Scala ad Caelum two generation before Xehanort was born. He also longed to find his sister again but no effort of his manage to draw him closer to her. His hopes were crushed further when he learned of the founder of the world (aka Ephemer and Bunny) and he decided to continue to live his life.

Both twins, even if they grew and had their own family, felt the eternal emptiness of not being together. This feeling making a good news and important events all the more bittersweet.

I may be cruel to them but do not fear, after some more time travel shenanigans they find each other again. Well they both are in their early fourty by this point but better late than never !

Mikana

A soft breeze kissed her cheeks softly. Salt and rain floated in the rain. The usual on a costal town like her's. It brewed and grew like the tides. A usual tradition of pulling and letting go that belonged to this place. Her home.

The teen opened her eyes after a moment. The waves greeted her gaze as soon as she did. Late rays of the setting sun floated above the sea, embracing it's soft and unpredictable whims.

She felt truly at peace, sitting still on the high above rocks that dominated this showcase of nature. The young Keyblade wielder didn't mind waiting if she could appreciate the spectacle. Truly, she knew it by heart at this point. It was her's to witness everyday since she born. Yet she never found it boring. Nothing rivaled with it. Well nothing except one.. or two things.

As she formulated this thought, she turned towards the entrance of the bay. The sun may have been low in the sky, her heart could recognize those two from miles away. Two sides of coin : one a blinding light, the other a deep void. Ventus was the first to wave at her, Vanitas acknowledging Mikana with all but a small hand movement.

Once two sides of a heart, now two diametrally different individuals. So very different yet equally charming. Her myosotis gaze softened, her lips stretching into a small smile. She couldn't quite describe what she was feeling. A liking ? A need to protect ? Just affection ? Not a clue.

Being able to be in their lives just felt ... Right. It felt safe, it felt calming to be with them. A warm feeling was the only way she could accurately describe it. And maybe that was enough. Maybe, for now, she could take all the time she needed to sort out the knotted ball of feeling. However for now, it didn't matter.

It could wait. Wait for her to accept whatever had started to grow in her chest. Once it would have flowered however, she wouldn't be able to ignore it.

And that's it for today ! I have to say, I'm having a blast both drawing and writing for this week ! I know my writings are a bit short but ahah I'm a bit out of time so it will do !

[walkeddeath]

cont. from here for @walkedfire

  　　there's something about the incomplete stillness of nights in the after that makes gen wish she had appreciated the quiet more. embraced it, hadn't broken it with mindless talking and too loud music as much, learned to deal with the silence on her own. they had tried, countless times, but it always felt too threatening. it's almost laughable now, to them, that silence had been their biggest fear at one point. gen would give anything to go back to that time, would trade the future for it. she's tired of thinking about what's coming, wants to live in what's passed, what can't be changed by some freak accident.

　　she remembers a conversation they had once about time travel and she wishes the scientists would hurry up and figure it out. they're too busy trying to figure out how to stop death now, in more ways than one, how to stop the future. gen's seen the theories, the charts, the formulas and none of it makes any sense. no matter how hard they try and get her to embrace the idea, she's too wrapped up in how it could have been prevented. what she'd need to change to do so, if she could go back. she wants so horribly to go back. would trade the freedom she doesn't even have to be able to.

　　it isn't that she resents buck for dying. he didn't know it would happen, or maybe he did and just hadn't cared, she remembers his panic from that split second. they remember the panic and the empty that followed, all three minutes, and they can't stop thinking about how maybe it could be different. if they could just go back, fix it, tell him what was going to be and what to do. tell him to stay in place, not move, that she'd be fine. there's no way he'd listen and she can't blame him. if the roles had been reversed, she'd have done the same for him. it's why she can't hate him for the situation they're in now.

　　out of everyone, from the doctors to the scientists to him and even the fucking kaiju, she hates herself the most. she'd been late to their meeting spot, just by four minutes, but still late. she'd forgotten a box in her locker, had almost been at the door when she'd realized, and hadn't thought about the time. just ran, trying to be quick, trying to outrun a ticking that had embedded into her head at some point. if she had been faster getting back, hadn't paused at the door, had just thrown it open and never stopped running, she's sure they'd have made it out. 

　　so no, she doesn't blame him, and she knows he does blame himself, it's not something he can hide from her, even if they're not in the drift. it's evident in how he avoids her, how he looks at her, and she's tired. the nightmares have been raging, dragging her back into a void drift, keeping her stuck in a place where death screams and she can't find a light to scare it away and keep it away from him. 

　　it isn't like she'll have to worry about it for much longer. they'd fucked up again, had another fight with a higher up, hadn't kept her mouth shut and silent. hadn't just accepted orders and given them what they wanted. there had been thrown punches again, she doesn't know how to handle that part, doesn't remember ever being this angry. but, not at him. 

　　she's pulled out of her thoughts briefly when he touches her hair and the softness of the gesture pulls her back to the present, out of the past, and it's crushing. gen doesn't push it away, it's soothing and she's determined to commit it to memory, it won't be hard to, there's nothing about him that she thinks she'll ever forget. he's too burned into her heart for her brain to let him fade. at least, they hope. 

　　their thoughts do start to wander again, but more in relation to his question. no, haven't been able to in weeks, it's fine. she doesn't say it, trying to not be mean or short, and they try to commit his face to memory, another impossible thing to forget but she's just so scared she will. they already almost lost being able to see it. they got it back, he's alive, that should be enough. knowing that they fucked up and that he got hurt and she's about to hurt him even harder makes looking at him ––– hurt. 

　　gen almost looks away, but she can't, just reaches for his face and pulls him close, resting her forehead against his. she closes her eyes and shakes her head and, after letting a beat of silence rest, she speaks.

　　"i had a meeting today. i'm out. too broken, too angry, keep fighting them. i leave in three days. alone." 

　　they feel like a kid again, out of control and under too much pressure. unsure of what's going on and why she just can't stop fighting. why she insists on being too much , too loud, too explosive, too many questions, not enough respect, no control. tears start falling, burning in her eyes so she keeps them closed, and she speaks quietly, half to him half to herself. "i'm scared."

[notimminent]

forced facades were something that the brunette knew all too well. the smile that doesn't reach the eyes, the distant look that sheens over the gaze that makes you wonder if the person is present in the conversation OR their mind is galaxies away. most of all, the tension in the jaw that shows that every word is cherry picked in fear that one wrong word will make the whole word fall apart -- a world that is barely held together by a fraying thread that is barely staying intact. past whispers of worry for the terran -- that was the word people used to describe her in space, right? what they referred to her and Quill as? descendants of humans, born on earth -- rang in her ears. the words of doubt, shocked that the lord of stars in front of her was bringing around someone like her -- as if she were a pet that needed training. not because of her lineage, but because they were shocked someone like her would trust someone like him. worried for her, that he would ditch her on some planet & leave her to fend for herself. her trust in him never faltered, though, & that hasn't changed. the only difference is that she now knows how to catch the nuances of him, trying to be what she remembered him to be despite the fact that no one -- not even him -- stays the same forever. CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

taking a moment to orient herself from the surprise of seeing him, she broke the embrace to wrap her arm around his to drag him in the direction of her house. a big smile lit up her features as she kept gazing up at him.

❝   pokemon is definitely after your time, but don't worry. what started as 150 has now turned into 1,015 for you to learn. CYNDAQUILL is one of them, a fire-type. when i wrote in my journal about our adventures, i referred to you as that. codenames, that no one could crack unless they had 90's earth knowledge. i took your identity and it's secrets very seriously.  ❞ another pause as she began to drag the much taller man towards her house, ❝   i don't understand most things, if it makes you feel better. i learn my niche, becoming a lexicon of useless knowledge yet unknowing of most things that actually matter. so don't worry, you're in good company.   ❞

as they walked in a bit more silence, she gnawed at the inside of her cheek, debating if she should say something to try to cheer him up. tell him that he wasn't a bother & she didn't blame him for not talking to her all these years. would it absolutely ruin his pride? would he crawl inside himself more if she talked to him about it? or would he open up? maybe he just hasn't had someone to talk to in a long time, not someone who notices the little things & talks about it. was it a particularly terran thing to talk about feelings?

❝  you're you, even if things have happened. life events happen and jade us, & our minds cope with it. it becomes like an accessory to your personality. it helps shape you to be who you are. it's not a bad thing, just a part of life. it's exhausting to try to act like you once did -- & it's not fair to you to hide it. if someone is a real friend, they'll accept you in the present, even if you think it's not who you once were. to them, you're still the same person with just more... experience points.   ❞

feet stopped immediately at his words process in her mind, eyes widen as head jerks towards him. ❝   wait, wait, WAIT. what do you mean you know -- how? i need details. NOW. please. like, in all honesty, if she ever stepped on me i would thank her. i probably would deserve it. i aspire to be like her one day, honestly. ❞

there’s  a  little  drop  in  his  stomach.       the  harsh  reality  starts  to  creep  up  on  him,       slithering  around  him  like  a  snake       &       traveling  up  to  his  neck                 causing  a  little  gulp  of  discomfort.       for  someone  who  welcomes  change  so  willingly  like  the  half  human,       it  ends  up  making  him  feel  guilty  for  the  distance  between  him       &       Emma  despite  their  bodies  colliding  for  an  embrace.       she  probably  knows,       right     ?       she  knows  not  to  trust  someone  like  him  to  be  around  all  the  time.       he  is  the  legendary  outlaw       !       or  was  —  is,       something  like  that.       after  the  zen  whoberi’s  ‘disappearance’,       his  mind  is  suspended  in  a  state  of  panic.       it  pools  his  thoughts.       he  wants  to  find  her       &       yet  she  doesn’t  want  to  be  found,       but  she  will  come  back  to  him       &       everything  will       WORK  OUT       again     .  .  .       he  will  be  able  to  patch  everything  back  up  like  nothing  happened,     yep.       the  same  applies  to  Emma.       at  least,       she’s  still  the       SAME       person.       there’s  nothing  to  stop  them  from  catching  up       &       rediscovering  each  other’s  personalities.       ❝          Rick  Astley     ?!       that’s  funny.          ❞       Peter’s  laugh  is  short,       somewhat  confused.       he  doesn’t  know  what  it  means  to  be  rickrolled,       but  he  does  know  the  song       &       the  singer.       though  the  following  reference  is  lost  entirely.      

❝          okay  i  don’t  know  who  Cynda  Quill  is.  an  actress  or  somethin’     ?       GOD.       ’s  like  no  matter  how  long  i’m  on  Earth,       there’s  always  going  to  be  something  that  goes  over  my  head  like  I’m  Drax.          ❞      

there  used  to  be  hints  of  pain  whenever  a  statement  made  him  remember  the  years  he  spent  away  from  Earth.       there’s       ACCEPTANCE       in  its  place,       a  lack  of  opposition  to  the  truth.       still,       it’s  easier  to       AVOID       going  in  depth  than  face  reality  as  a  whole.       he  has  more  growing  up  to  do,       if  only  he  knew.      

❝          wow,       you       LIVE       here     ?       that’s  cool.       yeah     !       why  not     ?       i  am  good  friends  with  your  majesty,       by  the  way.       if  you  need  me  to  put  in  a  good  word  for  ya  for  anything  at  all,       let  me  know.       not  that  she’s  not  a  fair  ruler                            ❞       the  half  human  tries  his  hardest  to  recreate  the  man  she  used  to  know  for  her,       as  if  that  will  bring  her       COMFORT       (       or  maybe  he’s  uneasy,       subconsciously  worried,       that  if  he  doesn’t  try  to  be       HIM       again  even  if  it’s  just  with  one  person,       the  galaxy  itself  will  collapse  on  his  shoulders       ).      

he’s  felt  like  a       FAILURE       long  enough.       ❝          she  is,       i  am  sure.       so  are  you  gonna  show  me  your house     ?          ❞

[tuiyla]

So I’m currently having some feels about Santana’s lyrics in “At the Ballet” and can’t decide whether to accept this as canon or not in terms of what her relationship with her Dad was like. On the one hand, beautiful angst. Love that for me. On the other hand, not every glee song lyric was meant to be taken literally in relation to the character singing it, so obviously context is key. Buuuuut the context of that song is that ballet was an escape for them all, so… maybe that is what her Dad was like??

Anyway, I’m stuck in a loop and thought you might have an opinion on that particular performance as it relates to Santana’s family life? Maybe you don’t, but if you do I’d be interested in hearing it!

Oh same, always. And I always have opinions on everything Santana says, does and sings 😌

I'm always on the fence about Mr/Dr Lopez and the general Lopez family dynamic myself. Like yeah, we never see him and Lights Out has a few hints at a more strained relationship, but do I think Glee was just lazy and didn't bother casting him and that's why he wasn't at the wedding for example? Yeah. And even things like him being a doctor were mentioned exactly once, and who knows is the writers even remembered that half as well as the fandom does. I doubt they did. So most of what we have is At the Ballet. Gorgeous beautiful performance btw and deserves more credit. The vocals, the dress, the Pezberry long note? Exquisite.

I'm with you because I'd love the angst and it is the most we have to go on, but I also kinda don't want the lyrics to be entirely representative, to be literal? Like yeah I love angst, but do I want her dad to be like that? :/ My personal interpretation is to not take the words Santana's singing literally but to keep in mind, like, the general vibe of it. Like you say, the context is about ballet being an escape and Santana remembering a time, the first time, when performing was a happy place. So stands to reason it'd be a happy place and escape from something, right?

The way I like to think about At the Ballet and negotiate it with Santana's family life is to take the general feeling it conveys. I also like to think it might be a case of the unreliable narrator? With good reason, because Santana is expressing childhood memories where how she felt might not have 100% reflected reality but was valid nonetheless because that's just how she felt. So what I mean is that maybe Dr Lopez never cheated on Maribel and wasn't as cold and generally a shitty dad as the song would imply. But maybe he was a bit distant. Maybe he didn't know how to best express to Santana, or Maribel for that matter, that he cared about them. Maybe he studied/worked a lot and maybe he wasn't too emotionally open and vulnerable. No surprise, if Alma was indeed Santana's paternal grandmother. That would fit with how I headcanon him anyway.

So I think it's possible for the lyrics not to be taken literally but, simultaneously, for the general feelings to be taken seriously. Maybe he cared more than came across to Santana and I think that matters in the long run because they could have a better relationship once she's an adult. But it also doesn't change the fact that, growing up, Santana didn't exactly feel close to him and that “I was such a tomboy and it really pissed my dad off” comment doesn’t bode well. I’d like to imagine Dr Lopez as someone who wanted to but didn’t know how to even try with his daughter. I think there’s a theme of noncomformity with the Lopez family - how could there not be, what with Santana’s story being a fundamentally queer one.

It’s apparent in the way Alma rejects Santana, not even for being a lesbian as such but for not repressing it. The sin is in the scandal. So I’m side-tracking a bit but I think Dr Lopez didn’t want his daughter to be all that different, to be the Other, as a misguided attempt to protect her from the world and it resulted in a distance between the two. Maybe even in Santana feeling like she couldn’t be herself at home. And then there’s an interesting tension there because it also resulted in ballet and dancing, which Santana says made her feel “not different”. So it reinforces that conformity her family wanted for her, but it’s also an early creative outlet that made her feel safe and like she was a part of something. And that very thing is what later makes Glee special and leads her to become more herself, more open and vulnerable.

But going back to the Lopez family, maybe the parts of the song about her parents’ relationship could also express that Maribel embraced Santana’s nonconformity more from the beginning, as it’s implied during the Breadstix Goodbye scene. And I could see convos about that between the parents coming off to a child in a way that’s expressed in the song. Like her dad thought he was above her mom, stuff like that. It’s not necessarily what happened but kids overhear arguments and misinterpret them all the time, or internalize them in ways that don’t reflect reality. All of this is pure speculation based on the song and what I think of the Lopez family dynamic, of course. Just trying to fit into the non-existent Glee canon. But the bottom line is that I wouldn’t take At the Ballett literally but do think there’s an emotional truth to it. Even if Dr Lopez wasn’t actually like that, it’s how he came across to his daughter and that stuff matters, no matter his intentions.

Glee's non-diegetic songs will always haunt me haha. Because at least when it's a choir room performance or something we can be like, sure, the lyrics are to be interpreted loosely. But when it's in the characters' heads it should feel more like a representation of how they're feeling. I think that works in a non-literal way with At the Ballet but it's also why Every Breath You Take will continue to haunt us both because?? What was the reason there??

[werelosingdaylight]

That’s my girl

Shuntaro Chishiya x Suguru!Reader

Suguru Niragi x Sister!Reader

REQUESTED? Yes • [No]

WORD COUNT: 1330

SUMMARY| Being Niragis sister and Dating Chishiya was bound to cause conflict between you and Your brother, but when Niragi crosses a line by threatening Chishiya in front of you. You decide it’s time for him to get a reminder from when you were kids, and a little warning that if he kept coming after Chishiya, he wouldn’t be able to do it again.

WARNINGS: Violence from Reader to Niragi.

Adm note: Last post for the night! Also, I know that in reality you would never do this to your sibling, or maybe you wouldn’t be able to take down Niragi but it is a fanfiction! I love you all, be sure to let me know what you think!

You loved your brother, truly you did, but he had turned into a completely different person. He was no longer the sweet boy who would help you with homework, or the boy that needed you to scare away his bullies. He became the bully.

You had both been pulled into this game and were separated from each other, when you reunited you didn't even recognize your own blood. After finding out Niragi was your brother, Chishiya asked you out; originally it was just for his plan because he assumed you were just like Niragi. Like brother Like sister, right?

Until he actually ended up falling for you that is, because while you mirrored your brother in certain aspects you also had some of the complete opposite traits. Niragi was a shoot first and ask questions later type of person, where as you went through every possible option and only resorted to killing when there was no other choice.

Your brother was upfront with what he wanted and would take it with no remorse, You would keep what you wanted to yourself and manipulate others into giving it to you but let them think they wanted to give it to you. You were two halves of the same coin.

After falling for your complex mind and you holding his heart in your hands until you crafted its rhythms to only beat for you, he told you about his plan and how originally he was only using you. Of course you had been hurt but after realizing you could die at any moment, and you would rather die in the warmth of his embrace than by yourself just to be another name and face lost in the game of death, you accepted him and his plan.

Everyone in the beach knew who you were, who wouldn't when Niragi shot someone because they accidentally pushed you into the pool, and one thing they noted was that while Niragi was protective of those he loved; you were worse.

While Niragi was quick to kill a threat to the people he loved, you would mentally torture them or beat them so bad that they would start shaking from being in the same room as you. You enjoyed the fear that came from people, and they had quickly learned not to cross you, not because of your brother but because of you.

So, the news of you dating Chishiya had spread faster than a wildfire in a drought, Niragi was not happy with the news and had been threatening Chishiya into breaking up with you. It was only recently that Chishiya decided to confide in you about it, but he also told you not to do anything you would regret.

After that you kept a closer eye on your boyfriend, and you're glad you did because the scene in front of you had your blood boiling. Niragi was in Chishiyas face, his gun pointed to your boyfriends temple but despite the gun to his head Chishiya kept his calm composure

When Niragi was seemingly done he walked away like he had won a big prize. You sent Kuina, without a doubt your closest friend at the beach, who had been standing beside you watching the scene, over to make sure Chishiya was okay; you knew he would say he was fine but you needed to disappear without her stopping you.

Once she had her sights set on Chishiya, you sunk back into the crowd, disappearing from their line of sight as you blended into the sweat covered bodies of the partiers. Your sight was firmly set on your brothers disappearing form, hurrying through the crowd; being careful not to let your two piece untie, you followed after him.

Mentally you cursed his longer legs, both of you had been blessed with legs that made you faster than others; his being long but you had what your mother called 'Athlete Legs'

"Niragi!" You called after your brother once you had escaped other people vision, you were in some alleyway, normally where they disposed of traitors and threw them into the dumpster.

"Hey, little sis. What made you want to pay me a visit?" He asked but his voice was teasing, the way he addressed you had also changed, back in the real world he would affectionately call you 'little monkey' because you enjoyed climbing trees when you were younger, and to be honest you still did, but never got to because you're now an adult and for some reason it's looked down upon for adults to have fun.

Without saying anything you kneed him in the balls, causing him to lurch forward, where you took the opportunity to grab the gun off his shoulders and hit him on the back with it. His head smacked into the concrete with such force that you heard a crack followed by him groaning; you broke his nose.

"I warned you to leave Chishiya alone, this is your second warning. Keep bothering him? I'll make sure you stay down, as of now; you are dead to me. You are not my brother, and if you keep coming after my boyfriend you won't be breathing anymore. Am I understood?" Your voice was cold to the point where a chill went down to Niragis bones, he knew you meant every word you said.

He nodded, blood pouring from his nose as flashbacks faintly played in his head of Highschool; he was no longer in the borderlands but back in the deserted area with his bullies, only now it was you who was squatting beside him without a care for if he was okay.

He felt something cold press against the back of his head as you moved to put the pressure of your knee into his spine, causing pain to course through every atom of his body. "I said; Am I Understood?" Your voice rang out again, somehow even colder than before from not receiving a verbal response.

"Yes. I understand." His words came out weak and scared, for once in the borderlands Niragi was terrified, and it was at the hands of his own sister.

"Good." You threw the gun down the alleyway, knowing by the time he grabbed it you would be gone and even if you weren't he wouldn't have the heart to kill his little sister. Getting off of his back, you made sure to stomp the heel of your foot into his right hand, the same hand he shoots his gun with, until you heard another crack. He wouldn't be shooting the gun for a while.

Making your way out of the alley, while your brother unsteadily got up from the ground, you walked back to the front of the beach. Going to where Kuina stood with Chishiya at her side. "Where did you run off too? I turned around and you were gone." Kuina had asked because Chishiya didn't need too, he knew what you had done and it made his heart warm with a feeling of reassurance; you wouldn't leave him.

"I just had something to take care of." You shrugged off her question like it was nothing, because to you it wasn't. Everyone's attention turning to Niragi who was limping into the main area with a bloodily nose and cradling his broken hand, you didn't miss the glare he shot your way, but underneath that you could see the hurt hidden away in the shadows of his eyes.

"Did you..?" Kuina was cut off by you raising an eyebrow at her and responding as you grabbed Chishias hand that rested in his jacket pocket.

“No one gets to mess with my boyfriend except for me, not even my brother.” Kuina looked taken aback by your response, not even hiding the fact that you had injured Niragi, nor were you worried about the fact that he might come after you.

Meanwhile, Chishiya felt nothing but pride bubble in his chest as he thought ‘That’s my girl.’

[thecameronchronicles]

Revelations

TW: Smut. Language. 

SUMMARY: Topper learns of the true nature of your relationship with John B while your ‘husband’ makes it a point to prove how devoted to you that he truly is, learning something about you in the process…

WORD COUNT: 1600

*Requested*

xtom-darling-x17 asked:

Hey, can I please request John B x Reader, where the scene where Topper comes on his boat with Sara but instead.. it’s you but you never disappeared, staying with them on the dock in the morning. Topper comes by being his jealous self and You blurt out that John B is your husband.. I really need to see Toppers Reaction! Thank you so much.. later that day, John B finds out that a man has never ate you out, you two had sex before but not oral.. John B blows your mind with his tongue.. if you want you can include that  they had sex too!! Thank you so much, I love your writing.. 🥰

Revelations

“Save some of him for the rest of us…” JJ teased as you had kept John B wrapped in your desperate embrace after he’d returned to you after being imprisoned. Not a moment spent apart in which your loyalty waivered, but it was not enough to keep Topper from trying to intervene to someone he believed he was still entitled to. The sight of his boat visible as Pope would comment something beneath his breath before pointing to the dock.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay…” Topper ignored John B’s presence entirely, even if he was glared at by the recently renounced criminal. 

“I’m…”

“Problem?” He asked when looking at John B. 

“I mean, you COULD keep your hands to yourself…” He warned as you stood before both of them, the bravado sweltering as they towered over you, the tension enough to make you anxious as you cast a look to the other pogues as if silently asking for help, their feet at the ready to intervene if things got out of hand as Topper was without his usual brigade of fellow kooks, including your brother. 

“Didn’t realize she had a leash-”

“Just keeping her away from trash-”

“Oh really? And what makes you better? Huh? I just came here to check on my friend-” John B scoffed at the title. 

“Stop it…both of you…” You turned to Topper. 

“Really, I’m fine…Thanks for checking, but you could just call next time, you know…” You reminded him as you attempted to diffuse the situation, but the tension that had been created with or without your presence was too thick for words to penetrate. 

“I just worry about you…You’ve been through so much…” You understood why Topper cared about you. It was a relationship that may not have been lengthy, but it did mean something, even if it wasn’t true love, it was admiration and respect to a certain point. But it still paled in comparison to the life you had with John B. The way his arm around your waist or look from across the room held more chemistry than any intimate moment between you and your ex. 

But still, neither one of them could accept that one was your past and one was your future. Where Topper believed he was protecting you, John B believed he was speaking on your behalf, maybe even more of his own. But it built such an argument that JJ kept John be held back and Kiara and you held your hands to Topper’s chest. 

“One day she’s gonna see that all you are is a mistake! I’m not saying she’ll end up with ME, but she’ll definitely find someone better than you!”

“Oh really?!”

“Yeah, really! You’re nothing to her, and she’s smart enough that she’ll get bored and-”

“Topper!”

“No, look, I’m just looking out of your and he’s just dragging you down…and I just need you to know that I’ll be there for you…You’re nothing to her! Just a guy she’s-”

“He’s…” You looked between the two men, who couldn’t be any more different, and yet held your romantic interest at different times within your life, one more intense than the other. But because of this, the words left your lips before you could stop them. 

“We’re married!” Everyone stood completely stunned, JJ having made some remark about the lack of a bachelor party and Pope and Kie sharing a look of disbelief, while Topper stood dumbfounded. 

“You-You’re what?”

“We got married.” John B now pulled you to his side, a weak smile across your face as Topper would just continue to stare, trying to find how your words made sense. He knew the words, they were in English, yet they couldn't have been true. It was as if any small fraction of a chance he had to have a life with you was now impossible.

“How?” He finally asked. 

“Beneath the stars…on the ocean…” You relived the moment as John B and you shared a loving gaze that only frustrated Topper further. 

“So it’s not legal then.”

“It doesn’t matter-”

“I’d say it does considering-”

“Please, Top, just…just go…I appreciate you wanting to be there for me…but-”

“You’re gonna regret it…all of this…You don’t belong with them…”

“Yeah, I do…” You corrected as he would shake his head, return to his boat, and disappear on the horizon while John B held his arm proudly around your shoulders. 

After the details of your matrimony were offered to the pogues and you were finally allowed a moment alone, John B was desperate to prove his affection to you. Having been apart for a multitude of reasons, mostly his imprisonment, you were both eager to share an actual moment of privacy. And he was quick to take you to him as the door closed behind you both. With fingers wrapped in your hair, you felt his tongue glide against your bottom lip as he’d pull apart to speak, only to return with an even deeper kiss. 

“I love you…So goddamn much…and I love that HE knows…I love that they all do…that you’re mine…that I’m yours.”

“John B…” Your hand came to his chest as he paused for a moment to assess you as your fingers played with the buttons of his already mostly parted shirt. 

“There WILL be questions about it and judgment-”

“Let them. It doesn’t matter. But just know…” You were pushed playfully onto the bed, his body hovering over you as he teased your lips. “I do intend to make it legal…” His brow flexed as he kissed you until you were flat against the bed, his hands gluttonous for you until you were left in only your lingerie. 

“God, I missed this…” He smiled as you nodded, biting your bottom lip, as he moved over you for another kiss, hand to your cheek, before a final peck, would bring him to his knees between you. 

“Wait…”

“What’s wrong?”

“I um…I don’t know how…”

“All you’ve gotta do is lay there, baby…Let me show you JUST how much I love you-”

“No…” You spoke quickly, taking hold of his thick tresses before pulling yourself towards him, close enough to feel his scoff.

“Nobody’s uhm-” His brows raised as he looked between your legs before scoffing once more. 

“HE never did? I mean…I know we talked about you never-But he didn’t…” You pulled your arms across your chest in embarrassment. 

“Do you want me to?” You slowly nodded as he pulled your arms apart and laid you back flat. 

“Then let me…” He kissed your lips, moving down between your breasts, his hands firm yet cautious, as he played with your nipples to such a degree that your hips were now moving against his chest. 

“I love knowing I’m the first one to make you come like this…” He lowered between your legs, pulling one over each shoulder until his breath teased your exposed heat, dripping with anticipation, “And the last…wife…” His brow cocked before his tongue made his way against you. Your back arched immediately as he flattened you with a forearm across your hips. Your body was eager and reactive, grinding and twisting in desperation as he nodded and moaned against you. 

“Fuck, you’re so sweet…” He pulled apart to make this very remark, before you led your hands through his hair. 

“John B!”

“I love when you scream my name…” But you were quick to cover your mouth at the thought of the other pogues possibly in earshot of your coming orgasm. 

“I think we’ve earned it, sweetheart…they know what we’re doing…so let them know I’m making it worth it…” You groaned, his fingers twisting your nipples as his other hand set around your thigh, pulling your legs wider for him, as he devoured you completely. The tremors of your orgasm crashed quickly as he nodded, endorsing you with nothing more than the loving circles made of his thumbs and the enthusiasm of his quick tongue. 

“Was that-”

“Fuck me…Please, John B-” He scoffed, cockin ghi shead as he removed his shorts, pulling them clean off of hsi hips as you guided him inside of you. 

“I love you, baby…” He spoke against your lips as you arched your back to the familiar fullness of his cock, only a handful of instances you were able to recollect due to the larger than life events that kept you unable to enjoy one another as you could in this moment, but basking in him irregardless. 

“Til death do us part-” He nodded to your words before bowing his head into you, your fingers running through his hair in that loving hold to your chest, as he shuddered through his own release, a final kiss of pure love sent to your lips before you were wrapped in one another, never to be separated again. At least, if you could help it…

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