#you KNOW the poor man is t h i s close to snapping and losing his shit

[thats-a-lot-of-cortisol]

"Sick of doing shit and not getting paid for it / Sick of being told you just gotta wait for it / What am I waiting for?"

(The hair I drew him with is from @witcherscreenshotsdump 's mod)

[imasimpforshanks]

Heyyyyyy hiiiiii hope your having an awesome day drinking that water getting hydrated 😗. I was wondering if you could do a Law Angst alphabet please. But only if you feel up to it and have time. If you don’t feel free to ignore or do it later here now have a cookie 🍪 because your awesome 😊

Angst Alphabet - Trafalgar Law

a/n: HI HI!!! thank you for your kind words!! I hope you are looking after yourself <333 here is the law angst! Please enjoy 🥰

A-Accident (would they blame themselves if you died in an accident?)

He would only blame himself if any of his actions led to the accident that caused your death (we’ve seen him blame himself for that very reason about Rosinantes death). If his actions weren’t directly correlated to your death in any way then he would not blame himself, though he would kick himself for not being able to help you in time. Other than that, Law is painfully aware of the harsh reality that is life.

B-Break up (How would they break up with you?)

Law would break up with you in a seemingly emotionless way. He’d mask his true feelings, while telling you a whole bunch of excuses why the two of you could no longer be together. He doesn’t believe any of them, but he’s got to do what he’s got to do.

C-Crying (how would they make you cry?)

I feel like I’ve used this one in a few other character alphabets but it really applies to Law too. He would cause you to stress and panic so much over his health and wellbeing. He’s a literal doctor. He should know to take better care of himself, but he just doesn’t seem to care about himself the same way you do. So it isn’t until you’re crying in front of him, spilling your heart out about how concerned you are for his safety that he realizes his health is important to more than just himself.

D-Death (how would they react to your death?)

My god, if Law was to lose another person that he loved, he literally would never want to let himself get close to anyone ever again. Your death would be it for Law. He’d basically be on the verge of giving up himself. What other reason does he have to go on.

E-Emotion (what is one emotion they would try to hide the most and how would they do it?)

He tries to hide every emotion. Law doesn’t like to be too open, out of fear of people using it against him or it simply being too much of a sign of weakness. So, very rarely does he let his emotions show. He also tries to divert attention away from himself in hopes that people won’t focus on him or his emotions for too long.

F-Fight (do you two ever fight? How big are the fights? What do you fight about? Etc.)

This was covered in his fluff alphabet! But here it is again:

Your fights tend to be pretty short lived resulting in forgiveness and apologies from both sides relatively quickly. He really doesn’t like to stay mad at you for too long – he’d much rather have you two on the same page.

Most fights are caused by stress and concerns of health and safety, so Law does a lot of eye rolling and using his title as a ‘doctor’ as justification that he knows what he’s doing so you just need to chill – but like I said these fights are very short lived.

G-Guilt (what is the biggest thing they feel guilty about?)

Law will never forgive himself for Rosinantes death. He will forever feel responsible for his death – it was all his fault. If only he hadn’t given that note to Vergo, then Rosinante would still be alive. He died because of Law’s incompetence (at least that’s what he tells himself).

H-Heartbreak (what would cause them pain in the relationship? How would they deal during a break-up?)

During a break-up Law would act pretty normal. He wouldn’t behave any differently until he’s left alone. Only then would he let himself go and truly feel that heartbreak.

I-Injured (how would they react if you are badly injured?)

Thanks to the doctor in him, Law is able to remain calm. He can keep his composure until he administers whatever treatment necessary. That’s not to say he isn’t worried though. He’s just capable of focusing on the injury right in front of him.

Only once he is certain that you are stable does he (or potentially his crew) go and hunt down the cause of your beating.

J-Jealousy (what do they do if they are jealous?)

When Law does get jealous (which is rarely), he gets quiet. His fists clench a little more, and his frown deepens. He also speaks less than usual (which is already pretty hard to beat). He only gives you short snippy replies until he eventually gets over it.

K-Kill (would they kill for revenge?)

Law would kill for revenge, yes. He literally wanted to kill Doflamingo as revenge for Rosinante. However, it was in Law’s plan that Kaido would be the one to kill Doflamingo (after they fought) – so I believe that is how he’d kill for revenge as well. He would devise a fool proof plan (okay maybe not fool proof, bc if the straw hats are involved who knows what could go wrong).

In short, yes. Law would kill for revenge.

L-Loss (what is their greatest loss?)

This poor man has suffered so much loss in his life that it’s actually really difficult to choose which would be his greatest loss. He lost his entire family as a young boy while also having a shortened lifespan himself. Losing his family, and the realization that he only had a few more years to live, really made him lose his will to live a good remainder of his life. Young Law literally became a pirate.

However, he did meet Rosinante (Corazon) and he gave him another reason to live. Furthermore, Rosinante actively sought out a cure for Law so that he could continue to live a long life. Basically, Rosinante became a father figure/older brother to Law. So, losing him – another ¬person he loved so dearly – would have been beyond devastating.

M-Mistake (what is the worst mistake they ever made with you?)

There was one day where he spent the entire day ignoring you. It was completely unintentional. His mind was swarming with plans and all this other information that has just come in. He got so immersed in it that he didn’t talk to you or tell you what was going on for a whole day.

N-Nightmares (how often do they have them? What are they about? How do they deal with it?)

Nightmares are one of the many reasons Law hardly ever sleeps. He’s haunted by his family’s and Rosinantes deaths. His nightmares get particularly bad around the same time each year (that is, around the time of year that they died). He wakes up trembling and on the verge of tears (but he never lets them fall). Instead of even trying to go back to sleep, he’ll make himself a nice hot cup of coffee and immerse himself in a book or work of some kind – anything to avoid going back to sleep and risking a re-run of that horrible nightmare.

O-Outrage (how and why would they get mad at you?)

Sometimes his exhaustion catches up to him and other times its all the stress building up that finally he snaps and all the emotions are too overwhelming that he just directs it to the nearest outlet, which just so happens to be you.

P-Past (what has happened in your relationship that changed the way you saw each other?)

You walked in on him absolutely breaking down over Rosinante. One evening Law retreated to his room while you and the rest of the crew were eating and drinking. He didn’t think you had noticed him leave, but soon you were following after him. You opened the door and found him breaking down in the middle of the room. You completely forgot that it was the anniversary of Rosinantes death. It was the first time you had seen him this distraught and it broke your heart.

It really cemented into your brain that no matter how tough he may look, he still suffers (probably more so than anyone). But, you were also grateful that you were able to see him like that, as it allowed him to start relying on you a little more.

Q-Quality (what is their most dangerous/toxic quality?)

His inability to openly express his emotions. Sure, now he will share with you how he is feeling, but that is with you and ONLY you. He still insists on keeping everything else bottle away from the rest of the world which is a really unhealthy way to deal with things. It’s not that you dislike being there for him, in fact, you appreciate how trusting he is with you. It’s just, what if there comes a time where you aren’t around and he’s in desperate need of someone to confide in?

R-Rejection (how would they react to you rejecting their confession (or the other way around)).

Law would wait until he was 100% certain you returned his feelings to confess to you. So, if you were to reject his confession he would be really confused for a while. He’d let it go because well, everyone has their own reasons – its not his place to tell you how you feel. All he can do is tell you how he feels and then the rest is up to you.

S-Scars (battle or self-inflicted)

He has no self-inflicted scars, and to my knowledge he has no battle scars either. But, his arm did get cut off and then reattached during the Dressrosa arc, so it actually is likely that there is a remaining scar from that (although I’m not certain).

T-Trust (have they ever broken your trust?)

Nope not at all. In fact, the only instance in which he would possibly break your trust, or lie to you, about is when he went to Punk Hazard and sent his crew to Zou. Some would assume that he wouldn’t tell you his plan out of fear of your safety, but that’s not true. He had to tell you. You taught him to be open and honest, and to trust. So that’s exactly what he did.

U-Urge (how badly do they want to see you after you guys separated?)

Law has gotten so comfortable around you that whenever you aren’t there, he gets unbearably anxious. Your presence is soothing, even if he can’t see you, even if he can only hear your voice echoing throughout the Polar Tang, it’s enough to put his mind at ease. So, if you are separated for a while… oh boy does he want to see you badly.

V-Vicious (what do they do when they lash out on you?)

He tends to yell at you. He tells you to “piss off” and that “you’re only being a nuisance right now”, despite you only wanting to help him.

W-Weak (what makes them feel weak how do they try to avoid it?)

Not being able to control things makes Law feel really weak. Weak may not be the right word, but it definitely makes him feel unprepared. He doesn’t like when things are out of his control and he can’t account for things. Which is usually why he always does extensive research and preparation before constructing a well thought out plan.

X-X-ray (what do they hate and show it most obviously?)

Well, I mean other than his obvious hatred of bread, Law also really hates when he works extremely hard on formulating a plan only for it to be completely thrown out of the window by a reckless straw hat wearing captain and his entire crew. (and somehow everything still ends up working out!!! That is the part that frustrates Law the most HAHAH).

Y-Yearn (what is one thing that they want but can’t have?)

One of the only things he’s ever really wanted was for Doflamingo to be taken down. He’s been partially successful in that sense, seeing as Doflamingo is in prison now. However, he wants more than that. He wants Doflamingo to suffer the same way he has.

Z-Zero (what do they do/say in your dying moments?)

It may seem a little out of character but… I believe Law would be borderline desperate/inconsolable. There would be a lot of clinging on to you, begging you not to leave him like everyone else he’s ever loved. He can’t handle another person leaving him, it’s too much. It’s far too much.

He wouldn’t cry (just yet), but his voice would tremble, and his hands would be shaking. His mind would be racing with all sorts of theories and possible ways he could save you. How could he possibly prevent the inevitable?

[robinofinashiro]

- request from anonymous: “loving your writing style, especially the yandere alphabet. you’re doing great btw. i was wondering if you can do bokuto from haikyuu yandere alphabet with non-con. but you don’t have to add the non-con if you don’t want to. Lol. Thank you if you get the chance to do this!” 

- request status: open

- pairing: yandere bokuto x fem! reader

A - Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Bokuto is INTENSE with his affection. he is all about physical, emotional, and verbal affection. you cannot get away from this man and the way he is with you. you are everything to him and he shows that in every single way he can. 

B - Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

honestly, Bokuto doesn’t seem like the type to want to get messy and he’ll use it as a last resort but if he sees that someone is trying to get close to you, he will be on the lookout and will not hesitate to start killing someone. 

C - Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he’ll pamper you. treat you as though you have been in love with him since you first saw him. Bokuto is a very heavy delusional yandere. he thinks that he’s the only person in your world and that no one else matters. 

D - Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

ummm, he wants kids. a lot of them. he wants to make an entire team basically. if he sees that you don’t want kids, adoption is always an option. but regardless, he will get kids whether you want to your not. also will unknowingly track your phone. 

E - Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

oh, poor Bokuto. he thinks that you really care about him. he straight up thinks that you love him like he loves you and will tell you everything about his life. he doesn’t care. again, very delusional so he doesn’t really see the fact that you don’t care for him. 

F - Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Emo mood like no other. he has to get Akaashi wrangled up in his relationship but honestly, he can’t bring himself to physically hurt you. i see a lot of people trying to make Bokuto some aggressive yandere but I personally can’t see it.

G - Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

no, this is nothing of a game to Bokuto. he needs you. he can’t live without you. he’d get so upset if he saw you trying to escape. there’s no joy for him on his end. i can imagine he’d probably spiral if he watched you leave. 

H - Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

probably when he first kidnapped them. the kicking, crying, screaming, and all of that hurt him so bad. Bokuto didn’t know how to calm them down and you were screaming so loudly. thankfully he actually installed sound proof walls. 

I - Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

he wants kidssss and so manyyyy. like dead ass. he wants an entire team and you will give it to him. he wants what some of his team members have and not only that, he wants to see you at his game with his jersey on and you screaming his name. 

J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

very easily jealous. lowkey one reason why he doesn’t want you around his team. he knows he has some very attractive teammates ( AHEM HINATA, SAKUSA, AND ATSUMU ) and if he saw any of them even tempting to flirt with you, so sad that they’ll suddenly lose a teammate. 

K - Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

he’ll be all up on you. he doesn’t care. he’s all about the PDA. if he wants to kiss you, he’ll do it. if Bokuto wants to hold your hand, he will. if Bokuto sees you’re looking extra cute, he’ll smother you. if he gets to a certain point, he’ll even skip a practice to be with you. 

L - Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he’d try to court you but he gets too anxious and will take you right after a few weeks. in this yandere universe, he’d probably have Akaashi as a voice of reason to wait but god damn it, he couldn’t. he probably took you out on like one date before taking you. 

M - Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

everyone knows how expressive Bokuto is. they also know how he acts so a lot of that transfers over at home but turn the dial up to eleven. he’d def be more clingy to you and tbh, a part of Akaashi feels bad for you bc he knows the real Bokuto. 

N - Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

when Bokuto punishes, he PUNISHES. no holds bar. you have to absolutely push him to the edge tho bc he’d try not too. again, he would rather have Akaashi punish you but if Akaashi can’t or he wants to be the one to do it, he’d break a leg. leave marks on you. the whole shebang. 

O - Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

most of them. you don’t have car rights, phone rights, outside privileges, NOTHING. Bokuto is very paranoid you’d try to leave so he’d do everything in his power to strip you of your rights. and if you are online, he watches everything you do. 

P - Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

very patient! he’d take everything you’d do and try and justify it. he knows he pushes the limit on the slip ups you do, however; once his patient does wear thin, he’ll def not hold back or even ask Akaashi not too. but overall consensus, very patient. 

Q - Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Bokuto will k word himself. no doubt. you are his life. you are above volleyball. you are above his friends and family. if you die, he does as well. if you escape, LMFAOOO, you’re not. he keeps your home secured and that isn’t even a thought. 

R - Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

nope! very delusional yandere so he doesn’t see his actions as wrong. he’s a ray of sunshine that sees nothing even mildly weird about kidnapping you. again, the chance of you leaving is a NO. you’re with him until you or him die. 

S - Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

honestly, probably curiosity. he sees other yanderes and their darlings and instantly craves it. as far as we know, Bokuto has no depressing or sad backstory so it’s just his thoughts that bring him into kidnapping and keeping you. 

T - Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

see letter H.

U -Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

again, the whole physical punishment thing is not really his favorite thing to do. he’d rather let someone else do it or have you punish yourself in the sense of self isolation. he wants to keep you alive so he won’t starve you or anything.  

V - Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

honestly, probably his depressive episodes. that’s their best chance but that probably won’t work out. he knows what to tell you and what not too so you can’t exactly exploit something in specific. just the depressive episodes are your best bet. 

W - Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

see letter H.

X - Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

all the fucking time. he worships you like a god. you are his god. he’d do anything and everything for you. he’d kill someone for you. he’d go to the ends of the earth for you and he’d do it right by your side. like his obsessive streak with you is not one for games. 

Y - Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

he’d watch you 25/8. stalking is a big thing. he’d pick up anything that you threw away or accidentally dropped. probably has a shrine of your small trinkets. 

Z - Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

probably psychologically. he won’t hesitate to fuck with your mind. he sees it as the only way he could hurt you without actually having to physically put his hands on you. once the stockholm syndrome settles, ITS GO TIME BABYYYY.

[luvreyn]

My Manga List (2019) Part 13

I'll Win You Over, Sempai!

Summary:

Once Koharu's favorite actress told her that a good woman never gets dumped. Ever since then, Koharu has lived a life where she neither failed in her confessions nor she got dumped. 

Koharu is extremely proud of the life she has led so far. Not her friends though. They are tired of this farce since they know all too well that she has only ever confessed to the boys who wouldn't be able to turn her down. 

Annoyed at her charade, they finally snap and challenge her to confess to Kanzaki, a second year heartthrob in their school, who has turned down every single confession with a smile and thereby earning a nicknamed 'the smiling guillotine.' 

Prideful Koharu decides to take up the challenge and confesses to Kanzaki only to be turned down even before she gets to complete her sentence. This cannot and shall not be accepted! Koharu refuses to back down and decides to keep on confessing until she gets an OK from him!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

- a cute cute story

- mc is so cute

- ml is handsome

- plot = 3.5/5

- art style = 4/5

- friends are supportive af

- recent chaps makes my heart melt uwu

- conclusion, light read w/ lots of moments that will make you swoon!

Royal Cinderella Mama

Summary:

Reincarnated as a poor woman...? Or a saint? At the imperial Palace of Dorodoro, I'll use the infatuation of the calm and cool Emperor in order to climb the stairs of royalty! I had an ordinary everyday life. I lived a modest single life with gardening as a hobby. I didn't mind the work and wouldn't have changed anything. But then one day, I accidentally opened the door to another world. When I realized what was happening, I was in an open-air bath! I noticed that there was a naked man and it was after I ran away from him that I could finally grasp the situation. It seems like I resemble the daughter of a fallen nobility by the name of ‘Rosalinde’. I have absolutely no money, but if I can grow my favourite plants and make a profit then I don’t mind living in this world. However, because I am of the lower class in society I would get harassed. But a strange man of unknown origin by the name of Alexander came to my rescue and it seems that he cares about me. Who in the world is this person?

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

- plot = 3/5

- artstyle = 4/5

- ml is okay

- and so is the mc nothing really stands out probably bcoz it has few chaps

- overall, an okay read ~

Heroine for Hire

Summary:

Shuko Kodakamine is strong—too strong, by the standards of some. She hopes to make a good high school debut, but that plan goes up in smoke almost immediately when she injures the attractive, charismatic Serizawa-kun...and later suplexes him, to boot! But when Serizawa-kun finds himself in hot water with a jealous boyfriend, it's Shuko who comes to his aid...and he comes up with a ridiculous proposition: If Shuko becomes his bodyguard, he'll make her the most important girl in his world!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

- a refreshing turn the table story 

- plot = 3/5 only has like 2 chaps but cute

- artstyle = 4/5

- interesting

- conclusion, has lot of potential!

Kimi ga Inakya Dame tte Itte

Summary:

"It's not good if you're not here". The early spring. Frustrating and painfully childhood friend love story begins.

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

- friends to lovers story

- mc is cute

- plot = 3/5 has typical shoujo factors but good

- artstyle = 3.5/5

- light

- 2nd ml is good

- conclusion, an okay read~

Love in Focus

Summary:

Mako’s always had a passion for photography. When she loses someone dear to her, she clings to her art as a relic of the close relationship she once had … Luckily, her childhood best friend Kei encourages her to come to his high school and join their prestigious photo club. With nothing to lose, Mako grabs her camera and moves into the dorm where Kei and his classmates live. Soon, a fresh take on life, along with a mysterious new muse, begin to come into focus!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

- kinda reminds me of short cake cake

- plot = 3/5

- artstyle = 4/5

- mls are not jerks so plus point

- mc is cuteee

- light read

- c h e m i s t r y

- conclusion, an okay read w/ light themes~

[tsuncoon]

Can a Skeksis cry pt 2

I went off the rails and wrote way too fucking much ahah enjoy

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SkekGra kept running , the further he got the more it pained him to be apart from urGoh. It felt like an elastic band was stretching thin, pulling him back to his other, his better half.

He just needed to get away from the whispers and the looks. His breathing rasped, it was like he was swimming against the tides. He could not remember the last time he had been so far from Urgoh, probably while he was still the Conqueror.

If the Conqueror could see what he had become, it was funny to think just how strongly he would oppose the path taken, how he would likely stop ar nothing to ensure this future would not be his. Yet here he was. Suffering the fate the other Skeksis refuse to endure.

He let out a loud and frustrated wail as he tugged on his fluffy mane, he hoped Thra was proud of itself for giving him the vision and making him suffer so, it was a just punishment for his crimes.

SkekGra’s fur bristled as he heard a twig snap near by, over the years he had let his senses dull while he was isolated with only himself. He hadn’t realized by smell or sound that anyone else was in the immediate area.

“Hmmmm old friend? Is that you?”

SkekGra recognized the curious humming

“Chamberlain” he breathed in surprise, the last time he saw another Skeksis he ended up with a knife through his hand. He was not sure if the Chamberlain came as a friend or foe. SkekGra certain did not want to fight another Skeksis, but if he must then he would without hesitation.

“Call Skeksil, we were once friends yes?”

SkekGra was once loyal to all of his kind, there was a strong sense of skeksishood, an unspoken bond tethered together by loyalty and a desire to not be alone, he could feel that bond even now. He recognized that no one could understand him the way another Skeksis could, not even UrGoh as much as he tried, they were opposites while he and the Skeksis were the same.

He felt great longing as he recalled his time in the castle, but those fleeting happy moments in the days of early Skeksis rule would always be soured by his fall to Heretic.

Distinctly he remembered the Chamberlain murmuring into the ears of their companions, and their emporor. These mutterings made expressions towards SkekGra grew colder and more suspicious By the day. He wondered what lies SkekSil had told them to make them distrust him so, or maybe he did not need to lie at all.

“No, I don’t think you were ever my friend" SkekGra admitted somberly, it saddened him to say it out loud, he was a fool to have thought otherwise back then.

The Chamberlain hummed “Could be friends now, I could help Heretic earn place black in palace. Be Conqueror again, in need of your talents times of war" Chamberlains hands were at his sides, very calm and open.

“No" he declined without an ounce of hesitation “I would never--"

“Conqueror once would never betray own kind” SkekSil interrupted “your loyalty is wavering! Cannot be trusted by Gelfling”

SkekGra’s expression must have revealed just how much that hurt him, since the Chamberlain smiled and continued on that line of discussion. “how long hmmm till selfish heretic betray gelfling for own desires like betrayed Skeksis?” his words were full of judgment and malice.

“Maybe you’re right…” SkekGra said quietly “I am a Skeksis after all.”

The agreement made the Chamberlin confused, he hadn’t expected the other to agree with him so easily.

He walked closer to SkekSil “If anyone stands in my way, be it a Skeksis or a gelfling, I will run them through with my talons" he was looming over him, standing close. His eyes dared SkekSil to pull that blade he had hidden on him.

SkekSil watched the fiery anger in the Heretics eyes, recognizing them as the Conquerors. He could see now that while his name changed his intensity still burned as strong as ever, unfortunately that fire which was once used as a weapon for the Skeksis empire now threatened to burn down the Skeksis throne.

“You are fool!” SkekSil hissed “When Urskek whole Urskek will try to purify self again! SkekGra wont come back as Skeksis, Urskek will destroy SkekGra to become a pure self!”

“I will not make that mistake again” SkekGra stated confidently, he and Urgoh made that mistake once, he was certain they would not repeat it.

“Heretic may think so, but Urskek cannot go home with Skeksis half, too impure!” SkekSil had a point and SkekGra knew it, even when combined they would still be stuck here, forever outcastes from their kind because of him…

“I would rather spend the rest of my days together as one than separated and alone"

SkekSil pressed his beak together into a hard angry line. An annoyed groaning echoed from his throat.

“aahh" Skekgra hissed, grabbing his wrist to see dull teeth marks appearing on the back of his hand.

“Urgoh..” he looked to the Chamberlin suspiciously, if he was here.. that means the Grathim…

SkekGra glared towards Chamberlain, he should kill the other… he hated the Skeksis almost as much as he hated himself. Still, he could not blame them, he understood their motivations, he once thought the same way they did. They were just as incomplete and hopeless to control their instincts ass he was.

“If I see you again, SkekSil, I will kill you quickly to spare UrSol any suffering" he promised. Although it pained him to kill a being as hopeless as a Skeksis he couldn’t be weak, sacrifices would have to be mmade.

SkekGra didn’t look back, he took the fasted form of travel, through the trees, lunging through the branches. Running towards Urgoh he suddenly moved much more quickly as the strain between them lessened.

UrGoh had followed SkekGra from the gelfling building, but he was too slow to keep up once his half ran into the trees. To make chase was a lost cause.

UrGoh frowned as he watched him go. He should not have left SkekGra alone knowing how negative his thoughts could get when his mind was not stimulated and distracted.

The Skeksis got an unenviable amount of emotion in the split, as only half of one being it was to much for SkekGra to bear at times.

Urgoh sat on a large mossy log, content to wait there for his other half until he was ready to return; Urgoh was after all very patient. He closed his eyes and began to meditate barely having time to find tranquility before a curious voice called for him.

“A mystic.. so the rumors were true” the gelfling sounded by intrigued by its discovery. “you are from off world right?”

UrGoh slowly opened his eyes and his mouth “….yes"

“What is it like outthere?” I’ve never met someone from a different planet before, till now I’ve never known they existed!”

“o…ne.. p…re…s…pe…ct..ive… do…es.. not…”

The gelfling looking on awkwardly, he had expected a long answer, but not like this.

“….p….a..int… a..n… a..cc…ur…ate…. Pi…c..t..u..re"

The gelflings ears fell in disappointment, such a long wait for a non answer.

“Well, what’s the picture you paint?”

“…..” UrGoh breathed out deeply in contemplation of the question. He was not sure he could even say. His memories were foggy and incomplete, they had been split with SkekGra, and without the other here to help put the missing parts together, his memories were a nonsensical mess.

“…h…o…me… wa…s.. n…ic…e" he didn’t know what else he could say to ease the little gelflings curiosity. Homeworld was like nothing a gelfling could understand, every bit of it was different in every regard, down to its cells and atoms. They were made up of different things, from galaxies unlike anything comprehensible.

Urgoh’s eyebrows lowered sadly, he could feel SkekGra had gone quite a distance.

“Maybe I’ll ask Augrah…” the gelfling entwined their fingers nervously, the Mystic seemed lost in his own world, staring ahead at the trees. Urgoh didn’t even notice the little gelfling run off when a commotion began to erupt around them.

A few of the gelfling that had gone ahead of the group to scout were running back with their voices high in alarm. “The Garthim! They’ve arrived!”

“What!?” Breas voice was heard near by, along with the shattering of pottery, it would seem these monsters were faster than they appeared, and had caught up with them so quickly.

“They are closing in fast! We have to get out of here and meet up with the oth-AUGH!!” a large claw wrapped around the gelfling before flinging it through the air with all its force.

UrGoh lifted his hand to his mouth, he bit down strongly into his flesh. He did not bleed but there was a noticeable teeth pattern imprint.

The mystic stood up from his log to surprise Brea when he was suddenly behind her “qu…I…ck..ly.. w..e mu..st.. get… to.. saf…ety" he urged

“I have to warn everyone first!” She had to take charge of the panic and usher everyone to safety, it is what her mother would have done. “Our injured will need help leaving!” She ran towards the old tree that acted as a shelter for those previously injured by the Skeksis and their monsters.

She ran past Rian holding back one of the beasts, its claws were powerful enough to snap a sward in two, its hide impenetrable. All he could do was avoid its attacks, and pray to Thra it would not land one.

“RIAN! Hold on a little longer!” she hoped her words would keep him going. She ran against the crowd, arriving at the medical tent where the healthy gelfling were attempting to hurry the injured to safety, but it was a slow process as many could not be moved so roughly.

Brea was quick to help up a gelfling who had lost his leg. “Come on now, time to go" she tried to sound her least frightened.

“princess.. you are too important to lose.. please.. leave me. I am no longer helpful to the rebellion"

“Nonsense!” she spoke in anger “no one will be left behind! Your life has worth, I owe you this debt for fighting alongside us" she assured, putting his hand around her shoulder, her other hand held his hip as they slowly waddled to the door.

The tree they were inside shook, debris falling from the ceiling. She was quick to cover the poor man, coughing as they both inhaled the dirt.

Outside she suddenly heard… silence

It had been a while since SkekGr ahad climbed and leaped through the foliage of Thra, it was much easier to grip than the stones that made up his home at the circle of the sun and the caves of Grot.

When SkekGra arrived he could see Garthim closing in on a small group of gelfling soldiers attempting to hold it back while others flee.

SkekGra pushed himself off a branch, launching at the horrific beetle monster with the dead purple gaze.

The gelfling shrieked “The Skeksis are here!!” they felt now that they were truly doomed.

One lone gelfling was trapped in the creatures claws, screaming and refusing to accept his imminent death. Just as the monster intended to snap the gelfling in two SkekGra intercepted, grabbing the attackers claw and forcing it open, the unharmed gelfling dropped to the ground, surprised but thankful.

The Garthims other claw stabbed into SkekGras side, but his years sustaining injury helped him fight through the pain. Even as felt warm ooze dripping down his side. From this he gathered that the Garthim were not smart enough to go for vital parts of the body, they relied on brute force to end the fight. But against a Skeksis hoping to win with brute force was not a good strategy.

SkekGra’s talons dug deep, piercing the hard shell of the monsters claw before swinging his arms enough to throw the beast over his shoulder and smashing the beetle into the dirt floor.

The gelfling who once trembled watched, astonished by the display of power, most of them had heard of Skeksis might, but had never witnessed it for themselves.

There was a reason so few Skeksis managed to control so many gelfling and creatures of Thra, their power was other worldly.

The monster struggled on it’s back until SkekGra stomped on its head until the purple light in its eyes drained.

The surrounding gelfling looked down to the felled beast. Due to the damage it had sustained the abomination began to unravel and fall apart.

SkekGra had left before the gelfling had a chance to speak. He put pressure to his wound as he ran against the crowd, he would never admit it to anyone but it was a challenge to avoid stepping on the little gelflings when they scurried around like this.

He spotting Rian dancing with one of the Garthim, he watched curiously, knowing better than to steal a kill.

“Where is UrGoh?” he inquired very loudly

“Little busy here!” Rian grunted, throwing himself to the floor to avoid being struck, only now he found himself in a vulnerable position, laying in the dirt.

SkekGra moved between Rian and the Garthim, he did not like to ruin another’s fun but felt it was appropriate to step in. Grabbing the dark creations clawed arm he ripped the appendage out of its socket, a trench of bile opened, splattering on those who got too close. As the bloody fluid emptied the reanimated being became nothing but a husk like the last one.

SkekGra put out his hand to help the little gelfling rise. Rian breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have been saved in the nik of time. “I am afraid I don’t know where UrGoh is. Aren’t you always with him?”

“We don’t always have to be together. It’s a choice" he rebutted, feeling a little insulted at Rians assumption that he was so dependent, maybe he was just defensive because it was true.

“We will find him. You’re alive so he must be fine” Rian reasoned. He had spotted another beetle monster scurrying towards a hollowed out tree that acted as a safe haven for gelfling to hide.

“Help me to push these guys back enough so the others can escape"

“Push them back? Gelfling with talk like that you will never beat the Skeksis. Were going to kill them" SkekGra said, rather aggressively stealing a sward from a trembling gelfling soilder.

Weak, he would never had allowed such a gelfling in his ranks before, but now days he didn’t have the luxury of choosing who fought. Everyone who could had to stand against the Skeksis.

Rian was a little hesitant to get chose to SkekGra, it was like a switch went off and the Skeksis was a totally different being. He seemed so.. combative. He was clearly looking for a fight.

With a large smile SkekGra bounded towards the fight shirking loudly like a war cry. He ran head first into one of the Garthim, pushing it far back, away from the rest so they’re attacks out be out of sync. He knew better than to take on too many at once, he needed to separate them first.

It had been so long since he last gripped a sward, this one was so light it felt like wielding a feather but he was energized none the less, lashing and cutting the blade through the east with his great power. The sward was left with dent after dent, too flimsy to withstand the impact of blade against the Garthim shell.

With his hands he tore the Garthims legs from its body, then proceeded with the other limbs until it was lifeless like the rest. Still SkekGra took out some pent up frustrations on the beast, thinking it was probably the only thing as monstrous as he was.

He flinched when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder then turned to see UrGoh standing there next to him.

“I..t….I….s .. D…o…ne…” UrGoh urged his Skeksis counterpart away from the bloody pulp that was the monsters body.

He noticed his better half had very bloody knuckles, immediately he grew concerned that he had been attacked before realizing it was his own over zealous attacking that had damaged both their bodies.

SkekGra clenched his blood covered fists “..I hurt us again" he whispered very shamefully, getting a sympathetic look from the mystic “I…d..I..dn..t… e..v…en.. f…ee..l.. I…t.” UrGoh gave him an understanding pat on the shoulder and smiled.

As the adrenaline left his body SkekGra noticed the gelfling that had surrounded them, drawn in by the commotion.

SkekGra suddenly felt very exposed. He imagined he must look even more terrifying then he had before, covered in blood and allowing them to see a suppressed violent side to him.

“Heretic that was amazing! I didn’t know you had it in you!” Rian said excitedly and out of breath. He and a small army of gelfling were able to handle the other Grathim.

“What is going on here?” Brea walked towards her Skeksis friend, handing the injured soilder to a vapran herbal master to aid him.

“The Heretic took out two Grathim all on your own!”

“Three!” a Drenchen gelfling from earlier shouted, the very one SkekGra has pried from the beast at first arrival. “I had my doubts about you Heretic, but I am glad to have you on our side"

SkekGra was surprised by the warm reception he was getting.

“you know what this means?!” an unnamed gelfling shouted from the crowd “Were saved!” the chatter was rising along with excitement levels.

“He can be our secret weapon against the Garthim!”

“He can take the Skeksis head on!”

“I am glad he is on our side!”

“SkekGra the good!” the gelflings cheered and chanted. SkekGras eyes were wide, they weren’t afraid. They liked him.. despite being a Skeksis and all the pain he and his kind had caused.

He knew his nature, knew he was capable of horrible things. He would use his strength to help the gelfling he once conquered and with their help become closer to one day being whole.

[writeyourownlifestory]

L-I-G-H-T-S U-P

Chapters: 4/20 Fandom: IT Rating: M Warnings: No warnings at this time Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh/Ben Hanscom Additional Tags: PunkRocker!Eddie, Writer!Richie, Beveddie!Friendship, No Clown Written by: myself & @ahardlife​ Tag list: @richietoaster, @beproudtozier, @that-weird-girls-blog, @s-onora, @s-s-georgie, @bellarosewrites, @iamcupcakefrosting, @reddieonwheels, @ghostnebula, @madidraw @madi-main, @gazebobullshit, @thoughtfullyyoungduck​, @airbenderking

Puff piece writer Richie Tozier is given the chance of a lifetime to interview his celebrity crush: Dr. K, the lead singer of punk rock band, Trashmouth. Dr. K is about to release his first solo album and Richie wants to get all the dirty details. But all is not what it appears to be and the two realize they know each other from a different time, in a different place, when they were both very different people.

Chapters one, two, three

Angels - Robbie Williams 

I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate And do they know The places where we go When we're grey and old 'Cause I have been told That salvation lets their wings unfold So when I'm lying in my bed Thoughts running through my head And I feel the love is dead I'm loving angels instead

Richie felt like he was running a mile a minute, even when he was behind the wheel of a car. His throat was tight and his head felt it had been pound against concrete. He rubbed his eyes behind his glasses, trying to collect himself as he sat in the parking lot of the hotel. He couldn’t go in there looking like a deranged lunatic.

He had his badge from Paper Boat and made sure to dress appropriately before heading to the hotel. He didn’t want them to think he was some kind of crazed fan who had a weapon on him. And yeah, maybe he was partially a crazed fan, but he wasn't carrying any weapon. When he went to the front desk, asking for the room number, he showed everything he had to. After checking with Dr. K’s assistant (Beverly, of course) he was given access and lead up to the suite.

He knocked on the door, practically holding his breath as he waited. And waited, and waited, and waited. And for a hot second, he thought maybe he wasn’t even there. He was a fucking rockstar for God's sake, who fucking knew what he was doing with his time!

And then the door opened and Dr. K was standing there, looking as gorgeous as ever. He didn’t seem all too surprised to see Richie there, but he also didn’t look like he was expecting him either. “Richie. Hi.”

“Hey.” He breathed softly.

“What’s up?” Dr. K asked with a soft smile. And there it was… a glimpse of the old Eddie he used to love. Used to? Or still loved? Did love ever truly die or was humanity just too soft?

“Oh. I was just . . . in the neighborhood.” Richie said, rolling on the balls of his feet, setting aside the rambling in his head. “Do you mind if I come in?”

Dr. K stood there for another moment before stepping aside. The moment he was allowed access, Richie rushed right in, his fingers combing through his hair slowly. “I lied,” he said as soon as the door was closed behind him. “I wasn’t in the neighborhood.”

“I sort of guessed that Rich,” the other said with a slight chuckle as he walked up to him.

“I came here because you’re . . . you.”

“I’m me.” Dr. K breathed out with a shrug.

“You’re . . . shit, man.” Richie began pacing back and forth, breathing deeply.

He had thought about it over and over again in the car. All the things he wanted to say to the other man. All the emotions that he had pent up and buried deep inside since they were just kids. And now it was his chance to spit it all out, but he just couldn’t.

He didn’t look like Eddie. Eddie was short and wore bobby socks and short-shorts with a rainbow pattern. A polo shirt and bleached white shoes and always carrying around an inhaler. The little boy with the perfectly cut hair and adorable dimples. That was the Eddie he knew. The Eddie he loved.

This man wasn’t that kid anymore. He was in jeans and a black shirt. Muscles that could be seen through the shirt and combed back hair. He had tattoos and bags under his eyes.

Though that smile. That stupid fucking smile was the same. Richie knew it from the moment he saw it in person.

That beautiful, boyish smile. After a decade and a half that still hasn’t changed.

“I thought you were dead!” Richie snapped after a moment, turning to face the other man. “I thought . . . you just fucking disappeared, man. You were there and then you weren’t and I never heard from you again.”

“I said goodbye,” Dr. K mentioned somberly.

But it wasn’t supposed to be their goodbye. Eddie had snuck out one final time before his mother moved them away. They were just thirteen but so much shit happened between them. They were kids who were forced to grow up due to the hate that society wore as a badge of honor.

Richie thought about that night often, dreaming of it until it slowly began to haunt him like a nightmare it was. Living with the knowledge that he’d never see this one person again. Eddie was the only person who made Richie feel like he was worth something and then he was gone in a flash and all he had left were the memories he wished he could forget.

“I tried to find you, but nothing came up,” Richie confessed to him. “Eddie Kaspbrak didn’t exist anymore.”

“He doesn’t. Not really. I don’t have personal social media or any of that shit. Beverly keeps all my personal information under lock and key.”

“This is . . . I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone, man.”

“I know this isn’t ideal Rich, but I’m glad you know.” Dr. K -- Eddie, he was Eddie -- admitted. “The moment I found out that you’d be the one interviewing me. Rich, I thought I was losing my mind.”

“ You’re losing your mind?” Richie laughed aloud. “I’ve seen you over a dozen times in concert! I have shirts with your face on them. I’ve fucking jacked off to you dude, and now I’m finding out you’re my fucking childhood sweetheart or some shit.”

“Why are you mad about this?”

“I’m not mad!” Richie snapped. “I’m just . . . I’m not good with my emotions, okay?” He moved to plop down on the couch, hiding his face in his hands. “After you left, I had no one okay? It took a ridiculously long time for me to get around with being comfortable in my skin again. I tried to forget about that time, you know? I tried to move on, but it’s hard. And I thought I accomplished it, but now you’re back and all those memories and emotions are coming back.”

Richie didn’t know if he wanted to run away or vomit. Maybe a bit of both. He honestly had no clue, but what he did know was that he needed to focus on something other than the harsh reality, mostly because it wasn’t all that harsh, to begin with.

For years he had hoped and prayed that he’d see Eddie again and know that the other guy was all right. That his mother didn’t hurt him or send him somewhere that killed his beautiful spirit. Richie didn’t know how Eddie went from being the sweet little kid with the inhaler in his fanny pack to the punk rock God that was Dr. K but he was sure the transition was interesting enough.

Eddie was beside him suddenly, a hand placed on his shoulder as they sat together on the couch. “I missed you, Rich.” He admitted quietly.

“Fuck, Eddie.”

He was Eddie. He could call him that now. He could look to this guy and not only see this amazing rock star but also his childhood best friend all grown up. They were both all grown up and that scared Richie more than anything.

“I have like . . . nine hundred questions.” He admitted with a soft laugh.

Eddie smiled in response, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Well, I’m free for the rest of the night, so if you want to ask, lay them on me.”

Richie didn’t know where to start so he just started babbling out questions at lightning speed. What the fuck happened to him after he moved away? How did he survive his mother’s intolerance? How did he join Trashmouth? Fucking Trashmouth !

“I can’t believe my favorite band is named after me,” Richie mentioned quietly. “That’s like, a total mind fuck dude.”

“The label was putting it all together and needed something extremely alternative,” Eddie admitted, leaning back on the opposite side of the couch.

They were sitting together, face to face the same way they would on the old hammock in Richie’s backyard. Legs tangled, feet near the face.

“Trashmouth sounded so ridiculous and they ended up loving it.”

“I feel like I deserve some revenue or something.” Richie teased. “All right. One name down. Now I have to know the other. Dr. K?”  

“You’re the one who gave it to me,” Edde mentioned fondly. “Every time you’d wipe out on your bike or do something to get yourself hurt, I’d bust my ass to get you fixed up.”

“Dude, I was making a Kevorkian joke,” Richie admitted, laughing as he thought back to all the teasing he had done to the poor kid until their true feelings came out.

Of course, even when they were technically an item and disgustingly in love despite only being twelve and thirteen, they still teased one another. It’s just how they were. That was their thing and it worked wonderfully for them.

“Yeah well. Some people say I kill on stage, so it works.”

“I’ll drink to that,” Richie said, raising the tiny water bottle they had taken from the minibar and sipping at it. As it turned out, Eddie wasn’t a hard drinker. He had gotten over that part of his life it seemed. He confessed to Richie that he dabbled in the rock star lifestyle a little too hard in the beginning and gave it all up so he wouldn’t join the 27-Club.

Too many nights snorting things he shouldn’t be snorting and waking up in a bed with someone whose name he never learned left Eddie slightly scarred and he wanted nothing more to do than to grow from those experiences and be better.

There were still so many things that he wanted to ask him, so many answers that he wanted, but he knew they couldn’t go over it all at this moment. He tried to keep it slow, not wanting to bombard Eddie the first time they got to do this.

Eddie was moving then, suddenly sitting up so he was in the middle of the couch, resting in the entanglement of their limbs. “Did you see me sixteen times?” He inquired.

“On the third time I had the chance to go backstage, but I dipped last minute due to my nerves,” Richie admitted, quietly wishing he had something harder to drink.

“Seriously? God, if we had . . . Rich, we could have reconnected so much earlier.”

“Trust me, you did not want to know college-Richie, okay? My hair was greasy, and my face was all sorts of fucked up. I was in the closet and I desperately needed to be held.”

“Rich. I think you’re forgetting that I used to swap spit with eighth-grade-Richie, who sounds identical to college-Richie.”

“I can’t believe you said swap-spit without cringing. Where did my little hypochondriac go?”

“I think he died of a cocaine overdose a few years back,” Eddie joked dryly, going to lay back on the couch.

“So that’s really what rock and rollers do? Do drugs, sleep around, and drink until you can’t remember your name?”

“Something like that,” Eddie drawled out. “When they put the band together I wasn’t in a good place. I was good and I knew that. People told me that constantly. People said I was talented and put little white lines in front of me and offered me girls and when I said I didn’t want girls they offered me, guys. Some people were put off with the idea of a gay rockstar but others thought it would be a new wave or inventive. Woke or whatever.”

“Will you tell me about it? How it all began?”

“What are you doing tomorrow?”

Richie raised a brow, taken aback by the question. “Wait you wanna see me again?” He asked dumbly.

“Hell yeah, I wanna see you! We have seventeen years to catch up on, asshole. I wanna know what else you’ve been doing up to this point.”

Richie snorted, really, really wishing he was drinking something stronger. “I can assure you, it won’t be half as interesting as everything you’ve been doing.”

“Let me be the judge of that.”

Eddie had something to do the following morning but he’d be free the afternoon. Richie had already told Bill that he wanted to work in the article so he’d use that excuse to not show up to the office.

It was strange, making plans like these. With a friend. With Eddie. Eddie was his friend. Not a best friend like he had been years ago, but it was still something.

Richie left the suite wondering what in the hell just happened. After years of wondering and searching, he finally found that long lost best friend and there was barely an ounce of awkwardness to it.

Okay, maybe an ounce only because it was still so hard to see him as Eddie and not Dr. K. Richie was eager to know how he got from point A to B but he’d wait for that.

If Eddie stayed in his life then he’d wait forever.

[ahitworldshift]

I would make some sort of pun, but I ain’t cold hearted.

Chapter 2, Part 8: Deeper and Deeper We Go

Mannequin returned? Check. Played a few more bits in some of the movies? Check. Noticed that people have gone missing? Check- Wait. ...Nope, check, yep, those guys are totally gone.

Over the past few days she’s been here, she had noticed The Director and Vanessa being more sour towards each other in public, starting with backhanded comments to supposed sabotages on the sets to make one look bad in the spotlight. This hasn’t been happening before, has it? Especially not when she first arrived. What on Earth is making them act like this now?

Many questions wouldn’t get an answer, though, as she ends up being part of a sabotaged part, seen by her looking annoyed while she hangs from a rope by her caught ankle. A loud, yelled ‘CUT’ was let out, and soon, she was released by some sort of ghostly minion.  “W-wow you should really be careful! I don’t think they’d want you to hang out in that way!” The Minion laughed at his own joke, with the actress sighing and leaving the set to avoid hearing any complaints from the director of the studio. She’d rather investigate further into what that mysterious ‘puppeteer’ said more than anything. Hell, she was even planning to go late into the night, when others are most likely asleep, but then something caught her attention-

“Man, someone REALLY needs to fix that air vent. Don’t people usually complain about a weird smell that comes from it?” “Yeah, but I heard that it’s some new fragrance to give it an aesthetic of sorts! ...I don’t know what kind, though!” 

Air vent... AIR VENT. The vent was loose, and nobody was paying too much attention! She waited until they left the room, though. She doesn’t want anyone to tell about her acts of justice.  A few minutes later, the lobby was empty, and she was soon able to climb up to the vent, moving the metallic object to the side and crawling in. Nobody will surely notice that she’s gone, right?

...Right. Nobody may notice, especially since she was now in the maze of storage like she saw in that vision. It was dark, barely lit, and a chill was filling the air around her. She thought it was just how the basement was, but as she heard someone speak out, her heart stopped in her chest;

“It isn’t polite to go where you aren’t allowed to be...~”

That voice. It sounded a lot like Vanessa’s, but as if she had turned into some sort of monster! The only reason she snapped back into reality and ran is when she heard the footsteps draw closer, along with a glow of red coming from behind a wall of this dastardly maze. Now, what was the rule of the maze again? Always go left, then forward, then right? No, it was left, right, then forward. It depended on what turns there were, but she found herself following her left every step of the way, hoping that she wouldn’t reach a dead end as the voice echoed throughout the room.

“I don’t want to lose another to that M O N S T E R, please, come back...!”

“NO! You’re a monster as well!!” As she yelled that out, an instinct in her mind had prompted her to pull out one of her bombs, lighting the fuse ready to toss it back at Vanessa. The fuse began to burn low, and she was certain it would catch her off guard.

...Tss.

“. . .” The coldness. The cold air managed to put out the fuse, and her eyes widened more widely than they ever have before, her feet continuing to guide her along this twisted maze. The more she ran, the more she could feel that chill build up, the footsteps drawing closer, and her eyes focused behind her. 

When she saw the ‘beast’ in complete view, she lets out a panicked scream, rushing forward and closing her eyes, not watching what could be in front of her and soon running into a wall head first. An impact that hard caused her to fall back, a dizzied look in her eyes and her head aching. She felt as if it was the end of it all, as if she was going to be eaten by that terrible, cold monster...

“...Are you okay, dearie...? It’s not safe to be down here...”

...But yet. She spoke. Looking down at her and offering a hand, with guilt in her voice. Was she trying to be sorry for scaring her? Was she not trying to kill her? What was happening? “G-get... Get away...” She weakly raised a hand up, still holding the ‘defused’ bomb in the other, trying to threaten her.

Instead, the lady had some sort of odd smile, taking Gella’s hand and dragging her from the floor, meeting face to face as her cold embrace kept the other frozen in fear. 

“It’s not that I want to hurt you, it’s that H E wants to hurt you... Have you not heard about those who have gone missing, or perhaps, you knew, and you wanted to stop him without him knowing...”

The hold was cold, and she could feel ice begin to build up at her sides, her eyes widening as she shakes in a mixture of chill and despair. It was the end, wasn’t it? Being frozen like a statue and not being able to bring justice to that mysterious alien? ...No. No! NO!  She wasn’t going to take that for an answer, and she could feel the flames of justice build up inside of her! 

With a mighty push of her foot, she manages to kick herself away from Vanessa, her hands still covered in ice and her bomb looking vastly different. “I can handle myself! I’m going to bring justice to this city, and I’ll make sure that this fiend will stop his crimes of forced work and causing disappearances!” Though she roared like a lion, she was shaking like a kitten, thinking that the next move she could make may be her last.

To reassure her own safety, she grabbed the bomb, throwing it at Vanessa in hopes of making her back off. Instead of any sort of explosion, when the bomb hits the ground, a large spike of ice bursts instead, causing Vanessa to stumble back and fall onto her rump.

The two remained in silence, the cold air continuing to fill the room as she held the bomb close. “...Stay out of my way, before the scales of justice deem you guilty as well.” Vanessa could only look up at Gella as she spoke, a hand slowly covering her mouth and her eyes showing despair.  “Don’t think that your tears are going to work! I’m going to make sure he stops, even if this will be the last thing I will do!”

“...How hilarious. Going off from the script.” A voice echoed from behind, one that didn’t belong to either girl.  She could hear the voice coming from somewhere, but yet, it didn’t come from anyone. She even looked up above her, but nothing there. Instead, she turns her head towards where the center of the maze would be.

“An actress isn’t meant to go off of script, you know. And you want to know what happens when they mess up too many times? They. Get. Fired.” The voice grew louder, darkness covering the room to where neither could see where they were, with the maze now feeling like an endless void. “And guess who just tidied away all evidence of your existence within these studios?”

“...” Gella knew this wasn’t either of them, and that she was supposed to be scared. She wasn’t, though. Instead, she began to run away from the current scene, hands extended towards the darkness as she focused on finding the source of the voice itself. 

“...Time to say goodbye to another poor sou..” Vanessa only stayed within the darkness, letting the feeling of tension and paranoia build up as ice began to grow around her, the spirit’s laugh echoing throughout her head. “I’m so sorry. The ‘Snatcher’, he-”

“I know exactly who it is, and I’m not afraid to say it out loud. DIRECTOR SAMUEL!”

“...That’s right.”

“M e .”

[spideyyverse]

Story Time - Benverly

Requested by @kitaruhakiashi Thank you for being patient with me! I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: In a modern AU setting, Bill asks Ben and Bev to babysit his younger brother. 

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“A-and m-make s-sure he’s in bed by n-n-nine. Also, h-he d-doesn’t l-like m-mustard-” Bill began, for the fourth time, as he gathered his things and threw on his jacket. Bill entrusted Bev and I to watch his younger brother Georgie for the night. His parents were gone for the weekend and he needed someone to babysit the younger Denbrough. However, one babysitter clearly wasn’t enough so Bill asked us both.

”Yes Bill we got it the sec-” Bev sighed.

“He can only s-s-sleep with his s-s-stuffed t-teddy b-bear, his s-s-sandwich-”

“His sandwich needs to be cut into triangles, he likes the window open while he sleeps but not more than a couple of inches or else he’ll get sick, he also can’t watch Courage the Cowardly Dog or else he’ll have to sleep with you for an entire month with the light” Bev sighed once again while I laughed silently.

“Tell-”

“Tell him a bed time story but it has to be one that I bring from the library because he only trusts my book recommendations” It was my turn to cut him off as I motioned over to my book bag with books from the library.

“Bill! We’ll be fine! It’s not like Richie is babysitting him!”(Much to Richie’s dismay, the first time he babysat Georgie was also his last time, needless to say). It’s just me, Ben, and good ol’ Georgie!” She smiled.

God, even her smile is perfect.

“M-maybe I s-should c-cancel m-my d-date with S-Stan. He-” He ran his hands through his hair as he worriedly looked over to his younger brother playing with his paper boat.

“Bill! I swear to fucking God! Georgie will be fine!” She tried to assure him but also had a hint of annoyance in her voice. I stifled back my laugh. ”Beverly! Language! Georgie started to pick up on Richie’s sinful mouth-” Before he could continue, a voice spoke behind us. “Ready to go Billiam?” Bev and I whipped around puzzled, not at the fact that Stan was standing there but the fact that he somehow got inside the house. He didn’t even knock.

“I-” Bill began

“Nope! You two are going to have fun on your date! Go be crazy teenagers you two! Have fun!” Bev began to push them out the door.

“Since when is bird watching cra-” Stan started.

“Uris shut the fuck up before I call Trashmouth to crash your guys’ date” I said pushing them out the door.

“Bye Georgie! Love you! Don’t forget-” Bill began but Bev slammed the door.

We looked at each other before breaking into a fit of laughter. “God, and I thought Sonia Kaspbrak was bat shit crazy.” She laughed. I’m not sure what it was but either I was going crazy (More than I already am) or the Denbrough’s residence had amazing lighting. It captured her constellations that are freckles, her laugh, her radiating blue eyes. It captured everything.

 I just wanna kiss her.

“Hello? Earth to Haystack” A hand waved in front of me.

“Hm? What did you say?” I snapped out of my thoughts, I could feel a blush creeping along my cheeks.

“I asked what we should do”

“Oh. Uh, board games?” I suggested.

“Sure thing! Oh Georgie! Wanna play Twister or Monopoly?” Bev called out to the smaller boy.

“Twister!” He shouted excitedly.

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“Right hand on Blue Ben Ten!” Georgie giggled.

I struggled but managed to move my hand over to my right hand to blue. We were on the sixth round of Twister, as Georgie played the role of calling which colors one of our limbs needed to be on. Much to his dismay, he had to sit out after the fourth hand because he almost broke his hand trying to reach for red. If there was even a scratch on the poor boy, Bill would lose it. As in, Sonia Kaspbrak finding out Eddie has a blocked nose, lose it.

The site was quite interesting, to say the least. Bev and I looked like a complete and utter mess. One hand was under the others leg while someone’s leg was over the other. “Left hand on yellow Bev! Right foot on green Ben!” Georgie laughed.Then it was game over, for the both of us. Both of us went tumbling down, or I went tumbling down. Bev landed on top of me, our faces meeting dangerously close. Bev’s face began to match her hair as I could feel my face becoming just as heated.

She quickly got off of me and turned over to Georgie, “So George-”

“Woah! Ben and Bev sitting in a tree-” He began but I cut him off, It’s nearing       dinner time. How about I let you eat in the living room and watch TV? Yeah?” I asked in hopes he would oblige. As any eight year old would, he agreed without even thinking about it. He ran towards the remote and put on Power Rangers.

Bev and I glanced at each other, faces still red. “So, who wants to make the sandwich?” She asked quietly.

“I will” I responded and quickly rushed towards the hallway and into the kitchen. I breathed a sigh of relief once I made it then proceeded to follow Bill’s unnecessary instructions on how to make a sandwich. I made sandwiches for all three of us then headed over to the living room.

Do ou love Ben Ten? You look at Ben Ten the same way Billy and Stan look at each other.” Georgie asked, his voice sounded through the living room and into the hallway. 

I stopped abruptly in my steps, my heart began to pound. I was waiting to hear the answer I’ve been craving since I first met her.

“Now, what do you know about love Prince Georgie?” She giggled softly.

Did she avoid the question with a question? That meant her answer was no, right? Of course it does, who would love me? Certainly not her.

“I’ll have you know I know a lot about love Beverly Weverly. My mommy and daddy are in love with each other. Billy loves me and I love him because he’s       my best best-duh. Billy and Stan are in love with each other. Richie and Eddie are in love! Mike loves animals! Is Mikey in love with someone? I’m sure he is! Ben is in love with-”

“I’mn love with what?I asked stepping into the living room, hoping the conversation could be changed.

“Books!” Beverly shouted a little too quickly grabbing the sandwich from my hands. Our hands brushed together, another blush creeping upon our faces.

“Uh huh..” I slowly said looking over to a smirking Georgie.

This kid is good.

It was finally nine by the time Cars was over and we finished our sandwiches. Bev got Georgie ready for bed as I quickly cleaned up and got a book from my book bag.

“Ready for story time Prince Georgie?” Bev softly asked with a smile.

That God damn smile.

“Can I tell my own story instead?” He asked softly clutching his teddy bear.

Bev and I exchanged confused glances as we furrowed our eyebrows but ultimately agreed, “Go for it bud” I said.

“Once upon a time, there was a Princess named Beverly and a Prince named Ben. There was also a joker named Richie but he was sent to the dungeon by Princess Beverly because he made a joke about her mother. Anyways, They both loved each other very much but couldn’t admit it because they were scared. But, one day, King Billy purposely set up the princess and prince and told them to babysit Prince Georgie so he could be with King Stan. Then they kissed and lived happily..ever after.” He dozed off into a slumber as Bev and I looked at each other with shocked faces.

“Wait, Billy set us up?!” She squealed.

“I-”

Ping

SMS MSG FROM “B-B-BILLY”

”I see that it’s 9:10 meaning my great scheme to get you guys together has worked. I’m sure my great apprentice Georgie has told you his story. You’re welcome.”

“Wait-”

Ping

SMS MSG FROM “STAN THE MAN”

”He may seem calm in his message. I can confirm, he’s not. He’s currently panicking over if Georgie brushed his teeth or not.

“I-”

Ping

SMS MSG FROM “TRASHMOUTH”

”Now that you two are getting married, I would like to announce myself as that priest dude that gets you guys married. Also, I would like to give the first speech.”

”Bev I-”

Ping

SMS MSG FROM “EDDIE SPAGHETTI”

”Ignore the dumbass please. Congrats you two!”

”P.S Can we plan double dates now?”

“Ben listen-”

Ping

SMS MSG FROM “MIKE NOT IKE”

”My children. I’m so happy for you :’) My barn can be used for your guys wedding reception. Also, I make a MEAN red velvet cake. It’s vegan though.”

“That’s it!” I shouted but then remembering poor Georgie was sleeping.

“Ben?”

I grabbed Bev and kissed her. She kissed back.

It was the best ending to this fairytail.

[ramblingthoughtsofayoungadult]

Tough Cookie-Sons of Anarchy Imagine

Requested: No

Warnings: Gory descriptions, some swearing

A/N: I just started watching Sons of Anarchy and I love it so much! I don’t have a pairing for the reader and a character, but I might do a sequel to this imagine so let me know if anyone wants a specific character to be paired with.

Y/B/T: your body type

  It started off as a normal Thursday night at the hospital: a few severe burns, some broken bones, and a routine surgery. These were all things Tara could handle and was used to dealing with as a doctor. She was about to leave after a long shift when a large biker pulled up to the parking lot on a huge Harley with someone slumped against his back.

   “Can I help you?” Tara asked, a little suspicious since she didn’t recognize the man.

   The man didn’t speak but shoved the person who was sitting on the backseat onto the gravel parking lot before speeding away. The person landed in a heap just a few feet away from Tara without a sound and Tara knew instantly who they were when she saw them.

   “Y/N!” Tara quickly ran over to the young woman and gently rolled her onto her back.

  Y/N was in bad shape: there were cuts and bruises all over her legs and the part of her chest that was exposed by her cobalt minidress. Her face was badly injured since her left eye was swollen shut, her lip was busted, and she had several cuts all along her y/s/c face. Her y/h/c hair was tangled and matted against her forehead and she was shaking but barely breathing. Her y/b/t body was covered in blood, but she wasn’t making a sound.

   Typical Y/N Y/L/N.

   Tara quickly lifted the woman into her arms and carried her back into the hospital. “I need a bed, stat!”

   The on duty nurses immediately came with a gurney and helped place Y/N on it. She groaned a little but didn’t say a word. One nurse put an IV in Y/N’s left hand.

   “She was just dropped off her by some biker, not a Son. We might have to do surgery but we are losing her, fast!” Tara said as they hurried down the hall, pushing Y/N. “Y/N, I need you to talk to me. Did you break anything?”    “Don’t know,” Y/N croaked out. “Ribs...hurt.”    “Possible broken ribs, multiple contusions all over her body,” one nurse said.

   They brought her into an empty room and immediately began trying to clean Y/N up. 

   “Y/N, I need you to stay with me,” Tara said as some female nurses began stripping Y/N of her torn up mini dress. “Can you do that?”

   Y/N blinked her uninjured eye in response.

   “Okay, good. Can you tell me what happened?” Tara asked as she watched Y/N’s vital signs.

   “B...blindsided,” Y/N said.

   Tara almost said “obviously”. Y/N had to be one of the toughest women Tara had ever met, especially since Y/N held no qualms about starting and finishing fights with men no matter how big they were. She could certainly hold her own with her words and with her fists, which made her perfect for the job as SAMCRO’s bartender. Y/N was good at her job, but she never got in over her head, especially in fights. So whoever did this really did have to blindside her.

   “Okay, do you remember anything?”

   “Someone c-c-cut me,” Y/N whispered.

   The heart rate machine began beeping dangerously as Y/N began losing consciousness.

   “No, stay with me, Y/N! You can do this,” Tara said.

   But Y/N’s good eye closed and the heart rate flat lined. 

   “I need the AED, stat!” Tara yelled.

   A nurse rushed in with one and Tara worked quickly to rub the paddles together before shocking Y/N. Y/N’s body jolted, but nothing was appearing on the heart monitor.

   “Clear!”

   “Come on, Y/N,” Tara muttered.

   She shocked Y/N again and her heart rate went back up to normal. Tara relaxed only slightly because they still had a lot of work to get done. She and the nurses worked diligently and got Y/N’s scans and X rays done in record time. It turned out that the poor girl did need surgery, but they would have to wait until her heart rate got up to a place where it was safe to operate. This gave Tara enough time to inform the Sons of what had just happened.

   Ten minutes later, Jax, Chibs, Tig, Opie, Clay, and Juice barged into the hospital waiting room. A couple of nurses stepped forward, somewhat prepared to hold off the members of the biker gang.

   “Can we help you, sir?” one asked, directing her attention towards Clay.

   “Yeah, tell us where Y/N Y/L/N is,” Clay said.

   “I’m sorry, but we can only give out that information to family,” the other nurse said.

   “We are family,” Jax said.

   “Cool it,” Tara said, coming forward. “I can handle this.”

   The nurses nodded and went back to their posts at reception.

   “Tara, what’s going on?” Jax asked.

   “Someone showed up on a motorcycle and dropped Y/N off.” Tara sighed. “It’s bad, Jax, real bad. Whoever did this was trying to kill her.”

   Jax rubbed his hand over his face and turned away. “Great, when can we see her?”

   “Possibly tomorrow; we’re waiting on her heart rate to normalize so that we can perform surgery. She’s got several broken ribs, a fractured hand, and a broken kneecap,” Tara said.

   “She did put up a fight, though, right?” Juice said. “She wouldn’t let someone beat her like this without a fight?”    “From what I can tell, she did her best,” Tara said.

   “Why didn’t you bring her to us, first? Hale’s gonna wanna question her,” Clay hissed.

   “She got dropped off here, I helped her,” Tara snapped back.

   “Why don’t you two cool off?” Tig interrupted. “We’ll stay in here and you go back there and bring Y/N back.”

   Clay relaxed slightly and let Tig pull him away and sit him down in one of the open chairs. Jax stepped closer to Tara.

   “Did you see the guy? Can you describe him?” 

   “Kind of: he was big, white, probably, but I couldn’t see much, he made sure I couldn’t see his face.”

   “What about the bike? Do you know what model?”

   “Just some big Harley that I’ve never seen before.”

   “Probably from Vegas, that’s where she’s been for the past four days,” Opie said through gritted teeth.

   “Wait, what?” Tara asked.

   “Clay made Y/N go on vacation since she never takes a day off unless she’s real sick,” Jax said. “So, she and some friends went to Vegas and last I heard, she was killin’ it at blackjack.”

   “I’ll call around down there, see if anyone knows anything,” Chibs said.

   “Good call,” Jax said.

   As soon as Chibs walked away, Gemma burst into the waiting room. She was wearing her usual black top and skin tight jeans with high heels. She looked calm but also tense as she marched over to Tara.

   “What the hell happened to my kid? How is she?” Gemma demanded.

   “Someone beat her up while she was away, Ma, Chibs is looking into it right now,” Jax said.

   “I knew I should’ve gone with her. We all know how she gets when she drinks and gambles,” Gemma said.

   “Relax, she’s stablizing now and I’m sure she’ll be good as new, Gemma,” Tara said. “I should go back and check on her.”

   “Please, go do your job.”

   Tara shot her a look before disappearing to the back. Gemma fell into the chair next to Clay and Jax and Opie joined her.

   “I can’t believe this happened to Y/N,” Gemma said.

   “That girl once took on three grown, drunk men at once, didn’t get a scratch on her,” Clay said. “Whoever did this knew about her and about us.”

   “You saying that this could be a message to the club?” Juice asked.

    “Could it be the Mayans?” Opie asked.

    “No, Tara would’ve recognized the bike. It has to be someone in Vegas,” Jax said.

   Chibs came back over to the group. “I’ve got the Vegas charter looking around. They’ll tell us if they hear anything.”

   “So now we’re just supposed to wait?” Gemma asked, shaking her head. “When we catch the son of a b*tch who did this, I’ll kick his teeth in.”

  “Might have to fight Y/N for that one,” Opie said.

  The Tellers and the Y/L/Ns had been family friends ever since Y/N’s parents moved to Charming. Y/N and Jax had practically grown up together and had become the best of friends. When they met Opie, they became the Three Musketeers. Y/N’s five older brothers used to tease and bully her a lot about her crush on Jax, so she learned how to fight and defend herself at a young age. When she finally became old enough, Clay let Y/N start working for SAMCRO as the bartender. She could mix drinks like no one else and she brought in business since she certainly wasn’t bad looking. Plus, she always put the Sons and other men in their place when they needed it. So, her attack had hit them all pretty hard.

   Gemma notified Y/N’s parents----who moved to Sacramento shortly after Y/N, their youngest child, moved out of the house----of her situation and Jax took the responsibility of telling Y/N’s older brothers. They all said that they would be back in Charming by the next day.

   Tara came back into the waiting room after three hours, which was great timing since the bikers and Gemma were getting restless.

  “How is she?” Jax asked.

  “The surgery was a success. All of her bones are reset and she’s been stitched up,” Tara said. “She just needs to rest right now but it looks like she will be okay.”

  “Thank God,” Gemma said.

  “You should be able to see her tomorrow.”

  “Thank you, Tara,” Jax said.

   Chibs clapped Tig on the back and Gemma released a sigh of relief. 

  “You all should go home and get some rest,” Tara said.

   She knew it was no use though. The Sons were fiercely loyal and Y/N was an important part of their organization. There was no way any of them would be leaving any time soon. 

   Tara went back into the room to check on Y/N. She was sleeping peacefully and was all bandaged up. “What did you get yourself into?”

[thegeminisage]

i realized i had been typing up zelda blogging into notepad for like a week plus without posting, cause i didn’t wanna post everyday once i finished the main story? but then it got SUUUPER long. i waited for it to kinda taper down since now i’m mostly down to completionist stuff, and since it has, i’m gonna post it & just do small posts if i decide to blog abt anything else.

it feels rly weird not to zeldablog now

i ran into a blue? silver? lynel and got trapped fighting it on my way out of hyrule castle AND KILLED IT!! yay!!

also im going back to the mountain to check out that glow

i checked the shrine out next to it, since i was only activating them near the end and not DOING them

and they've gotten way more complex

now i understand when the monks commend your resourcefulness like before i was like, pls. that was way too easy. literally anyone could have done that

i went to the lake at night and it isn't glowing ): idgi did i see something else? does it only do that from a distance? on certain nights? i could see it from SO far away...

o my god theres a GOLF minigame the camera angles even do the thing

fucking fuck dinraal showed up WHILE I WAS PLAYING GOLF 

i MISSED him im so mad i couldnt fast travel away bc minigame!!!

WOW AND HERE COMES THE BLOOD MOON WHICH I WAS WAITING ON AT THE LAKE MOUNTAIN im so pissed i fuckin hate golf at this point its faster to finish than to run all the way back and quit :|

i finished golf but the blood moon just turned into?? a normal moon??

ah okay the glow is random and it's a rare mount!! thank god it wasn't just me losing my mind lol

haha i went to kill the shock arrow lynel just to see if i could and it only took like less than a minute with atk+ armor and decent weapons/shields

plus i'm just better at that special timing stuff now

figures it wouldn't happen til post-game

wtf another blood moon only a few nights later???

i read it was super glitchy but i never really realized until i was paying attention...

aww i bought a house!! maybe link and zelda can live there until the castle is restored YES THEY WILL BE MARRIED SOMEDAY

it's a cute quest i wish i had brought enough rupees to buy all the furniture in it

anyway like. it's super nice to have finally beaten this game's story?? i feel like now i don't have to Rush, i can stop and poke around and explore just like i want, tbh i kinda wish i had done it sooner

anyway im done for the night but i think i will rack up a bit more blogging before making a post i don't wanna be making one every day anymore

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okay so im gonna wait for the blood moon at this shrine

ive been reading that its random and glitchy?? but had i never read any of that i would have been SURE it was just every full moon, like clockwork

so maybe i'm wrong or the internet is

anyway i have enough fire arrows and wood to camp for a full 10 nights, after which im bailing lol

OH FUCK CANCEL EVERYTHING A SHOOTING STAR

I WONDER IF I CAN FAST TRAVEL TO IT??

only one way to find out

I CAN!!!!!

tonight's a halfmoon...if it's waxing then only 2 more nights, if the blood moon is the fullmoon

waning - 6 more nights :/

and who even knows if the blood moon is the full moon...

i've been reading so much and there's so much i was aching to do while trapped in bed that i don't know where to begin...! yet i am waiting at this dumb shrine, haha

i think i wanna to the terrytown quests? tarrytown? where you build a town, those sound so fun, but ofc i need rupees

three-quarters moon! pleeease letthe next one be a blood moon, i say for once in my life lol

oh no...full moon but no blood moon ):

ugh i do not WANT to camp here for a hundred years

i suppose with the nearby shrine i can get to it fairly quicky but not quickly enough for my liking...once the moon rises you only have literally like two minutes before it leaves

so i have to notice it, get out there, and get naked in less than 2 minutes, without warning :/

ok yeah no this is stupid i'll just do something else while i wait

ah, but what! this is what i was talking about earlier, where do you even BEGIN

i could go back and solve shrines, but puzzles are only fun for so long, i wanna explore and there's so much left to see

i could also rupee farm hahahaha

and for better or worse i do eventually wanna get all the korok seeds...

actually i think i wanna fight minibosses?? which is so weird but i feel like i can take em

i know the silver lynels will kick my ass from reading tvtropes but i can take the others!!!

i also read about the lon lon ranch ruins, which i either missed or didn't realize what they were...i don't have a clue as to where they are, but i wanna see them, i know i'll be Sad

omg people startle when i get close to them wearing dark link armor

oooh i was wondering what this big circular tower was...man i havent seen ANYTHING in hyrule field

apparently there are monsters inside...i see a blue lynel? silver lynel? who knows

but i fought one before, so maybe i can take it

i WAS wanting to fight stuff

camera says it's silver, tvtropes says silvers are harder than calamity ganon himself

but the ones that aren't red all look alike to me, so i have no idea which kind i fought in hyrule castle...and my sword had superpowers then

the problem is all these OTHER monsters...no way could i take them on all at once

so i gotta go around and pick them off first without being noticed if i can

omg i cant drop the master sword when electrocuted ahaha nice

oops i dropped a lizalfos down there with the lynel....lmao maybe i better just go fight him before i fuck up anything else

ah no it's coming back on its own. well done

ok, got em

man, wouldn't it be just my luck if the blood moon rose NOW

tbh if it did i would have to abandon this entire thing, which i would, reluctantly, just so i wouldn't have to wait anymore

ooh god he saw me i was hopin for a sneak attack ;w;

ok here we go i guess!!

i did it!!!!

it actually wasn't that bad, tho it got a bit dicey a couple of times

so much of this game is like, your buffs and armor and weapons, i've had harder fights against weaker foes just bc i wasn't properly equipped

but learning to dodge and use my shield a bit better certainly didn't hurt

tbh it looks like most of what i wanna do requires rupees, so i should go farm some i guess!

boring, but you know

apparently i was wrong about the music in goron city and the gerudo areas and they ARE the classic tunes...i just didn't hear it??

AAAAH the satori mountains are glowing!!

;w; i caught him

what a freaky-lookin boy

i wish i could keep him!!

jesus fuck the blood moon came up and i idled at the screen without looking, god, the ONE TIME

i bet i'll never make it in time but i gotta try

dark link armor will make me move a BIT faster at night for what its worth but i dont even think i have revali's gale ready jfc

thank god i made it with just a few seconds to spare

yikes its lightning af outside so im gonna quit for now

——

aww tarreytown looks so cute so far!! i wanna build it up ;u;

lol i hate when you know a guardian is nearby and can't find it even tho i can fight them now my heartrate is still so jacked up

——

god the tarreytown sidequests are so pleasant and relaxing like

i havent felt so calm playing this game since...i don't think ever

and like, they talk about the yiga clan and the monsters outside

and if i were a person with more time i would write the cute genfic about how tarreytown gets put under seige but their location makes that hard and they fight off the bad guys

it's always sunny there!!! no matter the weather elsewhere :')

also i finally did break the hylian shield cleaning out the guardian room on maze island and i got a replacement there......for3k, but still

anyway im finding all the chests from the shrines i missed and one is in the plateau ): my heart

like, i can't believe i used to think this mountain was massive, this plateau was massive. it's so small compared to everything else. and so lonely ;_;

like, i miss it, weirdly, but i miss the version that had the easy enemies and the old man and where when i looked outside of the walls it was all very misty and i couldn't even comprehend the true size of this world

so: nostalgia, i guess

——

jesus FUCKING christ i went out to see the ranch ruins with epona and i got attacked by a guardian, a yiga clan member, and two silver bokoblins on horseback

FINALLY fought them off, terrified the entire time something would happen to epona, and i got attacked by three stal moblins

fought THEM off and there's a stal bokoblin on a stalhorse! but i can't catch it or ride it because of all times, the blood moon is rising!! j e s u s c h r i s t

now i've gotta get on my horse and get the hell out of dodge before those things come back to hurt her

i was thinking of a nice relaxing-if-sad trip before bed but no i gotta come back on FOOT to kill these guys AGAIN and then bring her back during the DAY so we can properly look around

who KNEW this would be so awful, jesus

okay update i did get on the stalhorse bc i have about 30 seconds to snap a cool pic (no way i can ride it out to whatever stable i need for the quest...even if i could leave epona here, it's much too long of a trip) but fucking hell dude

FUCK i took too long it rose epona and i are STILL HERE LMAO (((:

i didn't know if i should get on epona and ride for it or teleport to the stable and then board her

i teleported and it looks like she's still safe bc they boardered her ;_;

i took her back out and gave her a bunch of apples ;____; my poor brave girl

lol as if that wasnt enough its about to start lightning

ugh i'm coming back tomorrow and cleaning that place out good and fucking proper

i'd kinda like to do it tonight but it's already so late and i don't feel well and it would take a long time and also be a bit stressful probably

at least now i know where to find lots of stalhorses lol

although if you think about it they're there bc a lot of horses died

aaaaand i'm sad again

(super mad i didn't get pics on my in-game camera of the horse, but the snapchat pic i snapped of dark link riding it under the blood moon was still pretty damn cool)

——

w o w

i kinda wish i had been able to bring epona, but i couldn't—it's so dangerous here

but after clearing it out and actually getting to look around, uh

this is brick-for-brick the most faithful recreation of oot's lon lon ranch

and i am SO sad

ugh i just had to restart an entire shrine bc i dropped my korok leaf at the last second bc i was trying to open all the chests and i had to go back and get my good spear that i had to drop to get the korok leaf in the first room...but i needed the korok leaf to get back to the end!!!!!

i hate the weapons system in this game sometimes i won't lie like sometimes it's really good and sometimes it drives me bonkers

oh my fucking god lmao

i can't even RESTART the shrine bc the leaf was in a CHEST which is now empty. holy shit

like, that is NONFUNCTIONAL

they should have had a tools section for leaves and axes and shit i swear to fuck bc i always drop korok leaves as soon as i can bc i don't ever use them to sail and i have so little room and there's so many weapons...jesus christ

i made a huuuuuge list of everything i need to fully upgrade all my armor. it took hours but i think i did the math wrong

remember when i said i was never going back to eventide? well here i am! i'm farming bokoblin guts/general monster drops lol and i knew there were a bunch here :|

but i'm better armed now! so it should be a cakewalk

even red hinoxes don't give me much trouble these days. we'll see

sniped the upper camp no problem with some pretty basic bows. don't know WHY i sniped it, i could have fought them...

haha just kidding. yes i do

time to fight the hinox, i suppose

tbh this is giving me trauma flashbacks lol

duuuude theres a lil star by this hinox's name!!

does that mean the game keeps track of which i kill.......awhile ago the fang and bone guy said he wanted me to kill every hinox and i'm like "fffft yeah right like the blood moon wouldn't come up halfway through each and every try"

but maybe that doesn't matter O:

now i can use stamps to only mark hinoxes i HAVENT killed............interesting

unfortunately i've also been stamping lynels, and i'd hate to take stamps off just bc i'd killed something...man

i wish i had more kinds of stamps and the ability to USE more stamps, geez

i could kill all four moldugas first and see what he did before deciding if it was Worth It

this doesn't make me feel like a badass and i'm not actually getting any great drops. i just have war flashbacks and feel slightly creeped out and anxious. so i'm leaving

holy fuck i finally got the rubber armor and duuuuude it really is shock proof! i got struck by lightning and it knocked me off my feet but only took a quarter of a heart!!!

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guess i should make a list of taluses, hinoxes, and moldugas i KNOW ive killed :|

it won't be comprehensive but i wanna keep track of it, sigh

i'm trying to farm bokoblin guts but this one area is like all these high up bridges and platforms and they ALWAYS fall so every time i have to fly down and climb back up :|

this place was from one of the coolest parts of the trailer though i really like it

i thought foolishly to knock them all off and then go down and get them. of course they'd despawned by then </3

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I FOUND KASS IN THE RITO STABLE? HE HAS A WIFE AND KIDS BACK HOME??

like tvtropes spoiled that for me i'll admit but im still cryin...hes so homesick!! he fulfilled a promise!!!! kass buddy i'm gonna clear those shrines for you ;_;

also update i get medals for killing all the things so ofc i gotta do that if i want 100%

i Dread the getting of the korok seeds i just dont know if i am Capable especially knowing there's no reward

like, i'm trying to get all the shrines done before i finish off the sidequests bc once i finish off the sidequests i am not gonna wanna play anymore, the story stuff and exploration stuff will mostly be over, my drive to keep going will drop dramatically, so like

gotta do the shrines first so i actually have time to WEAR the super cool armor i get

otherwise it would be sidequests, shrines, armor, but then no more playing lmao

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I GOT IT AND IT'S BEAUTIFUL

I MAY NEVER WEAR ANYTHING ELSE

(thats a lie i gotta wear other stuff until i can get this upgraded bc the stats are so low...but its BEAUTIFUL)

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i did all the stables so why won’t kass come see his daughters? ;_;

oh ok i had to go get the cache

AWWW BUDDY

he finally knows it’s me!! furthermore zelink #confirmed thank u nintendo this is probably the most overt it’s ever been tbh

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finally fully upgraded my armor & i never wanna see another dragon again

they kept failing to spawn where they were supposed to and the only one who spawns reliably/is easy to hit/doesn’t send scales flying 100000 miles away is farosh, naydra and dinraal are absolutely horrible, naydra in particular has nowhere you can fast-travel to, you have to fast-travel to a nearby shrine and then walk a good distance no matter where you drop in at. naydra was also the most finnicky about showing up when she was supposed to

at least i figured out i can use a flame sword instead of fire arrows to light campfires

getting honey was pretty easy there’s a fuckton next to those hinox brothers and acorns are kinda everywhere

the beetles were a little more tedious but once i put them on my sensor not too bad...the worst part was turning beedle down every time he wanted one because he does a LONG speech that is SUPER annoying after the 100th time and you’re just trying to buy arrows

anyway im gonna go test the defense

surprise! lynels and guardians can still kick my ass!

everything else seems to fly right off me tho so that’s something

it’s been ages since any hinox or talus was able to put up a fight against me

i’ve still only killed about half of each tho like :/ damn they are everywhere & there’s sooo many

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i’m lowkey wondering if i will attempt to 100% this game like i do Not look forward to getting all those fucking korok seeds, at that point it is no longer fun, yk, and the reward is so stupid

also i saw a video about having to visit every major named place on the map as well

and both of those things obviously guarantee that you see EVERY INCH of this huge and exapansive and beautiful world, but i feel like if i forced myself to keep going and doing it i would learn to hate the game a little bit lmao. lowkey feel like that’s adding fake hours onto your game for something that stop being fun and turns into absolute tedium, but i guess i can understand wanting to give completionist players a reason to see EVERYTHING

we’ll just see how i feel - i still have quite a few sidequests left, and while i don’t wanna burn thru them too quickly (bc again, after they’re over my interest will drop dramatically) i also still wanna fight the minibosses and upgrade as much of my armor as i am able to

but like, who the fuck has time to farm 160ish star pieces...? not me my dude and that mmo-type drop rarity is like :/ i disapprove, that’s like...cheating. but anyway. we’ll see how far i get