#truly tragic🙏🙏🙏

[electric-plants]

cyno: what were you even thinking??? why would you do that???

alhaitham: i was mildly curious

cyno: you almost DIED

alhaitham: i was….very curious?

[polarized-here]

were all just mentally ill about rei and i love it lmaooo

Yeah lmfaoooo like. Gosh dang. I think it’s just us three Rei fans against the world atp 😭🙏

[rehabsh98]

⚠️A Children's innocence is killed every day in Gaza !⚠️

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The prices of basic necessities for children are beyond the reach of any citizen. They have exceeded the imagination of the human mind.

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I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us.

We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot (ayham)bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live.

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⚠️A Children's innocence is killed every day in Gaza !⚠️

No diapers or milk for Gaza's children !!

The voices of the people in Gaza are rising to express their suffering from the problem of the shortage of diapers and milk for their children, as many families are no longer able to provide these basic requirements for infants due to the high prices, which poses a great danger to their lives and health due to the Israeli aggression and the lack of aid entering Gaza through the crossings due to their closure.

The prices of basic necessities for children are beyond the reach of any citizen. They have exceeded the imagination of the human mind.

I ask you to help my little boy (yazan), who is 2 years old, to provide for his needs. We are in dire need of you and your support...

We are only strong with you and your standing by our side...

I hope you see my account and see what we are suffering from, a new displacement and new tents. We are now sleeping in the street, me and my little child. He is suffering a lot. I don't know what awaits us. Our situation is very bad and difficult. It is truly tragic.

I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us.

We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot (mohmad & hassan )bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live.

Perhaps your donations will be the reason for saving my life and the life of my little child. I hope you always remember us and do not forget us.

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[respectthepetty]

your 4 minutes analysis posts are giving me LIFE. big brain energy 🙏🙏🙏🙏

@mcdwg, if you haven't gone into the tag, you should because EVERYONE has big brain energy, and I love it. There is such a wide variation of theories and feelings that I'm excited we are all seeing the show so differently.

While some think this was Great, some (including me) think it's Tonkla.

While some think we were seeing the past so Tonkla was killing his brother, some (including me) think we are seeing the future, so Tonkla is killing someone else (Korn should've answered the calls).

While some think Great is experiencing cardiac arrest in the beginning, some (I think just me) think that it's Tyme in the hospital.

While some think Tyme really is attracted to Great, some (including me) think he is just trying to get information about Great's family right now and the attraction will come later.

While some think Korn is cheating on Tonkla, some (including me) think Tonkla is the sugar baby sidepiece.

While I would love to believe Dome (MY BOY MIO!!!!) is a good character, I don't think there are any truly "good" characters in this show, and Title and him had beef before the video, so I want to know what my boy is up to and if he can kiss a homie in the process because my boy deserves a boy.

Which means I also don't trust Win because Dr. Sammon stays saying ACAB because even Tan and Bun hated on Inspector M in Manner of Death.

And I will be forgiving Tyme of all his wrong doings because where there is a poor boy and his grandma, there is a tragic backstory involving murdered parents and siblings.

Also, he has an ex and I think the dead family greatly affected that relationship since homegirl bounced after the breakup.

Basically, this is Dr. Sammon's world, and we are just living in it, so everything like the patient's son who died by suicide, not seeing who Tonkla's brother is, and Dome telling someone on the phone he'd be by later are important or they all mean nothing at all.

But either way, I'm here for the BOC visuals, and Dr. Sammon's commitment to the queer agenda.

Be gay. Do crime.

[feyhunter78]

I’m actually DYING for part 14 of the Dreadful Need of the Devotee, like my pain is clinical and your writing is the only thing that will cure me 🙏

No rush of course, I’m just in love with this story!! (But please, I need it badly)

I got you babe!!!! Enjoy <3

Chapter Fourteen - Ser Arthur Dayne has returned to court. Ch 15

Jon sits in Tyrion’s solar, the small table that sits between you all laden down with breakfast foods and teas. He is seated across from Tyrion, while you are seated next to Jon across from Ser Arthur, your soon-to-be good-father.

Introductions had gone well, you complimented his father, he complimented you, your betrothal was announced, and Jon had to keep himself from kissing you. The joy that radiated from you was so intense, he could not help but smile like a lovesick fool. But now, now the doubts begin to creep in.

If he had been told at the age of two and ten, he would be sitting with his soon-to-be wife a Lannister, the Imp Lannister and Ser Arthur Dayne the Sword of the Morning who was also his true father, Jon would not have believed whoever spoke such things to him. Truly he would have thought them playing a cruel joke, but now he sat in that very position wondering if it would all be revealed a horrid prank. A test to see how much the bastard boy could be convinced to believe.

You place your hand atop Jon’s where it rests on his knee, your brows furrowing in concern, and he waves you off, focusing on the meal set in front of him. You and him often broke fast together, and it was not too uncommon for your father to join the both of you, but this time it was different.

“Lady y/n, your father tells me you are a talented seamstress.” His father says, cutting into his sausage, his eyes, those dark purple eyes, so like Jon’s in the right light, observe you with an oddly formal air.

“I am, in fact the tunic Jon is wearing this morn is one I made myself.” You say, gracing Jon with a smile so bright it rivals the sun, and he turns further towards you following it as crops do, ever reaching, ever seeking your warmth and light.

His father hums in acknowledgement, examining every stitch of his tunic. “It is well-made; and the embroidery is quite detailed. It is not what one would think a sworn sword would be given by his charge.”

“He is my champion, seen as an extension of myself, I would never leave my chambers in rags, or dull, dreary clothing, so why should my sworn sword?” You say, taking a sip of your tea, sizing the man up.

“An interesting perspective.” His father comments, his eyes flickering to Jon.

“I suppose so.” You respond, dabbing your mouth with your cloth napkin.

“She is also a wonderful dancer.” Jon adds, unsure of his place in the conversation. He has never before been privy to these situations, and it is both exhilarating and terrifying.

“I am only wonderful because I have such an excellent partner that allows me to keep my skills sharp.” You smile prettily at him, and he watches the mask slip into place, you are attempting to charm the father by charming the son.

“They are a most excellent pairing, even Robert before he oh so tragically passed said they would make a good couple.” Tyrion says, spreading strawberry jam onto a thick slice of bread.

If I were not a bastard. He said we would be a good match if I was not a bastard. Jon thought bitterly.

“It pains me to know my son had love within his grasp for so long and could not claim it, I would soon see that rectified.” His father says, pulling a folded letter from his pocket. “I have kept this for you, it is a signed statement from the septon that presided over your mother, and I’s wedding. It was quick, not the lavish affair I would have wished to give her, but it was true in the eyes of The Seven.”

Jon feels you lean into him, reading the letter along with him.

“I fear it will not be enough. Aunt Cersei tore up Uncle Robert’s will, what if someone does the same to this?” You ask.

“Your Uncle Robert was dead he could not defend his will, but Ser Arthur is here, in the flesh.” Tyrion says.

Jon folds the letter and returns it to his father. “When would this take place? I would like to inform my siblings; they should not hear it from strangers or gossip.”

“They know, Lord Stark told them and Lady Stark once I had confirmed Ser Arthur was alive and wished to see you.” Tyrion assures him.

Jon pokes at his eggs, the yolk running, yellow-orange liquid tainting the white outer edges. He is glad the truth is known, but will this change how they see him? Will little Arya no longer trust him, will she keep him at a distance as Sansa had now that he is revealed as an impostor, a stranger? And Robb, his brother, will he still call him by that name, will he still hold the same love for him? At least Lady Catelyn will no longer have reason to hate him, he is not proof of her husband’s indiscretions, but his love for his sister.

“Where does Jon fall in the line of succession for Starfell?” Y/N directs the question towards his father, bringing him out of his gloom-stricken thoughts. “I know Lord Edric Dayne is your eldest brother’s son, but he is still a child close to Arya’s age, and your sister does not yet have children, does this not make him third after you?”

His father smirks and leans forward, placing his elbows on the table. “Do you wish him to be second?”

You mimic his posture, voice deadly calm, face unreadable. “I do not condone the murder of children, even if it would catapult Jon to heir of Starfell. I was merely asking a question.”

His father laughs, the sound warm, boisterous, filling the room as he leans back in his chair. “Your father has taught you well, lioness. But yes, Jon is third, if Edric, Seven forbid, were to die then I would take the seat, and Jon would follow after me.”

“We need not worry about that though, he will be by my side at Casterly Rock, is that not right, Father?” You hold your position, eyes still on Jon’s father.

“I have not yet heard word back on our family’s succession, your grandsire still holds out hope that Jaime will leave the Kingsguard and return home.” Tyrion drawls, before taking a sip of his tea.

“But he will not, and even if he did, would it not be shameful?” You venture, stirring your own tea with the tiny spoon provided.

“We shall see what options lay before him when our new king takes the throne, he could take Jaime’s head.” Tyrion says, his eyes on his bread, he has still not taken a bite, Jon feels confident that Tyrion will not be eating this morn.

“I am sure Robb will be merciful to Uncle Jaime, perhaps he could send him to the Wall? As loathe I am to think of him being sent far away, I imagine his skills would be of good use there?” You turn to Jon for confirmation.

Jon’s stomach churns, he wishes to tell you the truth, that it matters not what Robb thinks. “Yes, they are always in need of skilled and hearty men.”

“Oh, and then we could visit him, could we not?” Again, your question is directed at him, and he fights back the bile rising in his throat. He did not like this new weight, this new secret he must keep from you.

“The Wall is a long journey, even from Winterfell.”

“No journey is too long when it comes to family.” You say, dismissing his spoken worries with a smile and a wave of your hand.

“Little lion, perhaps we save our travel plans for after the new king arrives?” Tyrion suggests, seeming unfazed by the half-truths that roll off his tongue.

“Of course, Father.” You say, giving him a smile and tucking back into your breakfast.

Jon cannot eat, he can barely swallow. He wants to tell you the truth, wants to throw you over his shoulder and run, run all the way to Winterfell and hide you there until all this chaos has subsided.

“I think a wedding in Dorne is completely out of the question Ser Arthur, do you really believe people would attend a Lannister wedding that is not held at Casterly Rock or the Red Keep?” Tyrion says, pulling him back into the conversation that had proceeded without him.

“But it is not a Lannister wedding, it is a Dayne wedding.” His father smiles, sending Jon a wink.

“My daughter is a Lannister, in the eyes of Westeros it is a Lannister wedding, and truly it must be held at Casterly Rock, gods know the Red Keep has seen enough weddings.”

“House Martell will not attend if it is at Casterly Rock, which means Myrcella will not attend.” His father reminds Tyrion.

“Father could it not be held somewhere more neutral? I so want Myrcella to be able to attend.” You ask, looking at him pleadingly.

“I am sure once the new king comes into power, the Martells will not hold the same anger towards our family as they once did.” Tyrion reassures you, reaching across the small circular table to pat your hand.

Yes, because all who they hold anger towards will be dead. Jon thinks solemnly, guilt eating him alive.

“I will trust you then.” You say, before turning to Jon’s father. “Ser Arthur, are there any marital traditions that you would like us to observed for the wedding?”

He thinks for a moment, resting his hand on his chin, the dark stubble so like Jon’s but flecked with gray. “There are none that come to my mind at the moment, but I will think on it and if any return to me, I will inform you.”

“No bedding ceremony.” Jon says, he will fight for this, not only to spare you the brutality, but as an apology for the secrets he must keep.

“I will not argue with that.” You laugh, picking up two strawberries and handing one to him as you bite into the other one.

Jon takes it from you, his teeth breaking the delicate flesh, the sweet juice tasting like ash on his tongue.

The look upon Cersei Lannister’s face when his father steps into Highgarden’s Great Hall, is enough to make Jon forget why he is even standing before the royal family. His father wears a cloak of lilac, the white sword and falling star crossed in the center proudly displayed, Dawn strapped to his side. His curls are cleaned and styled, his beard trimmed, his armor and boots shining. When he takes a knee bowing his head to Tommen, Jon does the same, feeling a flicker of excitement when their knees hit the floor at the same time. Perfect synchronicity.

“Ser Arthur?” The startled exhale of his father’s name escapes Ser Jamie’s lips before he can stop it, his conflicted expression betraying far more than simply shock. There is grief, rage, longing, and confusion all whirling within Ser Jamie’s widened emerald eyes.

“My King, I have come to ask that you legitimize my son. I have brought the parchment signed by the septon that married myself and Lady Lyanna Stark. Jon is not a snow, he is a Dayne, my trueborn and only child.”

Tommen does not move, does not speak, he looks at Margaery who has her hand in her grandmother’s.

“Let us see this parchment.” Lady Tyrell says, holding a wizened hand out.

His father rises, and Jon does as well, watching as he delivers the paper to Lady Tyrell, who shares it with Margaery.

“You were thought dead Ser Dayne, why did you not return to King's Landing to take up in the service of your new king when my husband ascended to the throne?” Cersei asks, her jade eyes alight with rage, sparking like wildfire.

“I was badly injured at the Tower of Joy and was unable to make the journey for many years.”

“Unable to make the journey and to retrieve your son, it seems.” Cersei drawls, skimming the parchment, then handing it to Ser Jaime.

Jon can see how his hands shake, the color draining from his face.

“I was told Lord Stark treated him kindly, as if he were his own son, it was better for him to remain there than at the bedside of a nearly crippled man.” The shame that colors his tone clearly tugs on Tommen’s heartstrings.

He has not dared to think what his life would have been like if he had lived with his father. All he knows is he would not have met you, and he does not consider that much a life at all.

Tommen clears his throat, looking at Margaery once more, she nods.

“Ser Dayne, you swore an oath, Kingsguard cannot marry or have children.” Cersei cuts in, stepping forward, her head held high.

Jon bites his tongue hard. The irony in her statement…

His father fares better, nodding his head towards her, his tone steady. “I am no longer a whitecloak, I lost the right to that title when I aided Prince Rhaegar in stealing away my dear Lyanna. I am only a knight of the realm now, Queen Mother.”

Tommen goes to speak, surely in agreement with his mother, but Margaery puts her hand on his arm and leans down to whisper in his ear.

Jon tries not to fidget, tries not to look at you, you who sits beside your father, dressed in a well-tailored gown the shade of pomegranates, your hair swept away from your face, a golden pendant around your neck. He will ruin it all if he looks at you.

His father puts a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.

“In honor of my queen’s nameday I will grant her request. Ser Jon Snow, you shall no longer be a Snow, but a Dayne, Lord or Ser Jon, whichever you would like, of House Dayne, son of Ser Arthur Dayne the Sword of the Morning.” Tommen says, smiling brightly when Margaery plants a chaste kiss of thanks to his cheek.

His father gives his thanks, bowing low. Jon follows his example, keeping his expression grateful but neutral as they return to the sidelines, ducking behind the crowds of nobles as Tommen and Margaery begin to leave the hall. It is only when they have disappeared from view that his father embraces him, crushing him to his chest.

Jon returns the embrace, joy running wild through him.

His father pulls back, a wide smile on his tanned face. “My son, oh, it is good to say that aloud, to say it where anyone can hear. We must celebrate, do you have a preference for wine? ”

“No, Father.” Jon tests the word out, rolling it on his tongue, it feels strange but pleasant. “I do not.”

His father smiles. “We shall soon fix that, but first, you must return to your duties, no?” He jerks his head towards you.

Jon nods. “I must.”

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[emlan]

I play around with Real Boy Carlo a lot but when it comes to canon I love the idea of there just being Nothing in there… An empty shell who's only default setting is to smile when papa is around, ideal good son 🙏

While I'm at it, I'm also rather endeared to the concept of "Carlo" not actually having any Carlo juice in him but instead being a hypertuned perversion of P; Enhancing his Pleasing Daddy tendencies to the fullest and further fueled by the darker side of being human (=killing is fun). I mean, Geppetto taking the heart, one can see it as him basically just moving a hard drive into another tower?

There's poetry to this because A) Geppetto causes all this mayhem yet he doesn't even "succeed" at bringing his son back (this is already canon-canon since I think it's pretty clear ending Carlo is not true Carlo, and Geppetto's delusion levels are maxed out at this point so whoever that boy actually is doesn't really matter. But, on a meta level it's "satisfying".) And B) makes it extra tragic that P who was making great progress growing into a person of his own is now 100% his father's thrall.

Also makes Sophia's "is this truly the future you wanted?" line even more fitting, since then she is actually addressing the currently living ""P"".

[peetsmoss]

Man, I've promised myself for a long time to not post art on social media and now I've been reading the entirety of the Animorphs and am absolutely defeated by the lack of fan art for the series. When you truly look at what's going on in these books it is unsettling, tragic and dark. The amount of nightmare fuel and body horror is completely unhinged and I'm honestly shocked I don't see art rendition of the horror or even the well placed comedic aspects. I think this means I just have to take one for the team and be the one to do it. Despite the fear of putting myself out there in the art realm. 😔🙏

[husseinshamia]

A Children's innocence is killed every day in Gaza !⚠️

No diapers or milk for Gaza's children !!

The voices of the people in Gaza are rising to express their suffering from the problem of the shortage of diapers and milk for their children, as many families are no longer able to provide these basic requirements for infants due to the high prices, which poses a great danger to their lives and health due to the Israeli aggression and the lack of aid entering Gaza through the crossings due to their closure.

The prices of basic necessities for children are beyond the reach of any citizen. They have exceeded the imagination of the human m

Gaza has no work... Gaza has no monthly income...

I ask you to help my little boy Riyad, who is 4 months old, to provide for his needs. We are in dire need of you and your support...

We are only strong with you and your standing by our side...

I hope you see my account and see what we are suffering from, a new displacement and new tents. We are now sleeping in the street, me and my little child. He is suffering a lot. I don't know what awaits us. Our situation is very bad and difficult. It is truly tragic.

I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us.

We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot (ayham)bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live.

Perhaps your donations will be the reason for saving my life and the life of my little child. I hope you always remember us and do not forget us.

My heroic friends who support the Palestinian cause... Today, after we have lost hope in this world, I ask you to help us and stand by🇵🇸❤️

@khangerinedreams @buttercuparry @a-shade-of-blue @ana-banan @sayruq @sar-soor @appsa @neptunerings @stuckinapril @jezior0 @unfortunatelyuncreative

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[literallyroselacroix]

New ep spoilers!! My thoughts part 2.

The fact that the single most selfless thing Ace has done this entire chapter was dying. Wowza. He truly is a tragic little guy 💀 anyway the way Teruko blames herself for just about every death that has occurred so far makes me sad, bcs ITS ALL XANDER’S FUCJINF FAULT THAT STUPID CUNT(and whoever the mastermind is ig). I spit on his grave he’s my #1 opp FUCKING HELL I WANNA THROW HIM OFF A BUILDING AND SHAKE HIM UP AND DOWN 😡 The fact that we’ve lost lesbians to wack ass men BOTH TIMES PISSES ME OFF IM GON RIOT ACE MARKEY AND XANDER MATTHEWS CNA FUCK OFF. Teruko is TEWW pretty to be going through all this bullshit 😭🙏 she deserves thee longest vacay for realsies!

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400 days of war and genocide.😥 There is nothing in the markets, and if anything is found, it is extremely expensive.😭 The weather is very cold, and the tents are worn out from the summer heat.🔥 The children scream from the intense cold and the darkness of the night💥. There is no electricity, the water is contaminated, no education, no healthcare, and no medicine.😓 Pregnancy has exhausted me, and I wonder how my child will survive in these conditions if they arrive. There are not even vaccinations or clothes for children.😥 Some of my relatives are covering their children with pieces of plastic to protect them from the cold due to the lack of any income sources.🍉 In addition, the sounds of bombing, gunfire, and drones mimic the sounds of wild animals and screaming to frighten people in their sleep.😔 We don't know how long this suffering will last or if we will truly be able to endure it.😰🇵🇸🍉🇵🇸🍉

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400 days of war and genocide.😥 There is nothing in the markets, and if anything is found, it is extremely expensive.😭 The weather is very cold, and the tents are worn out from the summer heat.🔥 The children scream from the intense cold and the darkness of the night💥. There is no electricity, the water is contaminated, no education, no healthcare, and no medicine.😓 Pregnancy has exhausted me, and I wonder how my child will survive in these conditions if they arrive. There are not even vaccinations or clothes for children.😥 Some of my relatives are covering their children with pieces of plastic to protect them from the cold due to the lack of any income sources.🍉 In addition, the sounds of bombing, gunfire, and drones mimic the sounds of wild animals and screaming to frighten people in their sleep.😔 We don't know how long this suffering will last or if we will truly be able to endure it.😰🇵🇸🍉🇵🇸🍉

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[ressioo]

can i ask for your thoughts about sunstone as a ship and their dynamic 🥺

Sorry for taking a while, words hard

God. Sunstone. Both in regular canon and SolarFlare they're absolute cringefails to me. The latter just hide it better. Gonna be talking about canon for the most part here

Under the cut because wall of text lmao

Honestly canon sunstone is pretty tragic? Its two flawed people making every single bad decision, and eventually losing eachother as a result. By the time they actually Think and realise what they both did wrong, its much too late to apologise and make things right

I think that if the circumstances were different they'd be able to have a really good, wholesome relationship

Maybe if Pebbles was less desperate to find the triple affirmative. Maybe if the situation before Moons collapse was less tense, if Suns contacted him earlier. If Suns had thought a little harder about the consequences of sending that gold pearl, if they were a little less weak for him, less indulgent. 

I suppose that hindsight is everything. They both regret what happened between them. Especially at the end there. 

Okay now for less depressing shit lmao

Their relationship was purely mentor/mentee for a little while and slowly turned into a very close friendship. They both enjoy art, poetry and music and share many views, which they bonded over. And while Suns might not share the same love for history that he has, they're more than willing to listen. And maybe go out of their way to find out new tidbits for him if they can

They never confess, i don't think. They both develop feelings, but Pebbles is too busy to pay much attention to it and Suns just doesn't quite have the nerve to do anything except hint at it. Though this Does end in them sending him a personalised ring via Spearmaster. Which. Is basically a marriage proposal. At least by Ancient standards.

Pebbles doesn't realise this, mostly because that is a tradition practiced purely by the People. And since he's not exactly aware or paying attention to his own feelings he doesn't clock it for what it is.

He does send them back a ring though. Basically treating it like exchanging friendship bracelets or something 💀 Suns about has a heart attack. From what they know he doesn't share their feelings, and they're too much of a coward to inform him about what the gesture meant, so. They end up unofficially officially married. And then unofficially divorced once the second pearl reaches him in Spearmaster's campaign

Pebbles finally gets his shit together sometime during Arti's campaign. She brings back a pearl about marriage traditions and it suddenly clicks for him. Not really the best time to find out, honestly. What with everything going on. Not even truly Finding Out, since he can't actually ask them if thats what the whole thing meant. 

They never speak again, and neither gets closure about it. They both keep their rings though.

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Now a little bit about SolarFlare specifically because they actually get together and meet in person in that! Wont be able to say too much without brain getting on my case for revealing too much though lmao. SF sunstone are Extremely exaggerated in their everything, so obviously not saying canon compliant off the string would be quite like this 🙏

They dont become a thing until they've actually met in person, though the line between being close and being Close was blurred for a bit before this point

Pebbles is the one that says something first, and they become official after that

They're like,, really abnormal about eachother. Like its genuinely obsession for them. They be jealous and posessive and codependent as hell. Both of them. Its not healthy, but they are genuinely really happy with eachother. Kinda made for eachother in that way. They're eachother's favourite people and they Will make it other people's problem

End up marrying at some point (after having an actual conversation about it this time), and its both because they wanna show love and devotion but also because they're very about it being a way to claim eachother. And that being visible to others

I love them and their weird relationship

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