#destiny brainrot today sorry

[a-driftamongopenstars]

something I want to get off my chest about Destiny is how intricately it intertwines so many big topics.

there is clovis bray and the exos. the question of immortality, of human hubris, how much is enough and where do you stop. human emotions in a metal shell, soul living on without a previous body, is it a blessing or a curse.

there is the question of power and tyranny. the osmium siblings, family. identity and the never ending search for self.

there is the question of the awoken, the cosmos, the unknown and the unknowable. grief and loss of loved ones, over and over, and how to deal with it - or not. it's about choices and consequences and responsibility for that which you made happen.

the earth, the warlords and two sides of the same story, between Earth citizens and the Eliksni. the search for home and making one when yours is lost. stories of people who are not there leading and in charge, stories about farmers and teachers and people on whom the world stands.

the Cabal, the foundation of traditions, both evolving and disappearing. parents and children, becoming better, becoming different.

and, of course, the light and the dark. the "good" and the "bad", but which is it and how do you choose when you can't have one without the other.

destiny is so good about this.

#destiny brainrot today sorry #destiny 2 #adrift babbles #look I have so many thoughts and this is the best I can put it #all these stories are SO intricate there are THEMES ASFGJK

[wyrmswears]

i finished aai2 (one of these is not like the others)

#you can tell how inconsistent my style is just from this.. anyway ive been learning how to draw sebastian #sebastian debeste #athena cykes #ace attorney #aai2 #you see i just cant not draw athena.. #i think sebastians like my second favourite character now. the brainrots bad #never my number one though i am an athena stan through and through #speaking of: i sometime see athena characterisations that just make me sit and go wow u never played dual destinies did u. or maybe im autis #aai2 spoilers #uhm just for sebbys edgy ass sprite (its so funny sorry i know its meant to be serious but its such a funny sprite i love him) #his hair is really difficult to draw???? how do u guys do it #shoutout to my one follower with the sebastian pfp though i understand you so well now. we are cosmically linked (sebastian fans) #i did take my adhd meds today i promise #wyrm draws #ace attorney fanart #aa

[wildflowerguppy]

hiiii I have jrwi brainrot - spoilers for episodes 109-110 of riptide, might not make much sense without context skskdjf - there’s also light swearing yippeee

It takes him too long to notice the tugging at the back of his coat. If he could feel anything, or if he still had his heart, he would shudder, he thinks. Or his heart would skip a beat, or- or something, something that isn’t just silence and cold and-

He turns back to Jay, forcing a smile. Nothing is wrong, he hopes his eyes say, though hers are glossy with tears and her lip is trembling, we’re all here, it’s okay.

“Chip?” she whispers, vulnerable and soft as the tears that murmur across her face. She’s still holding onto his coat, a vice grip. She’s limping. He slows her step to match hers.

“Hey, Jay-Jay,” he greets. Usually he’d ruffle her hair, but he’s too cold for that today, “what’s wrong?”

She bites her lip and sniffles, reaching to hold his hand but ends up hooked on his pocket when he pulls away. She’s still limping. He could carry her. He’s too cold.

“I’m sorry,” she apologizes, and tears spill down her cheeks, “I-I said all that stuff about- about having to keep the crew safe and-and putting the crew first but then I-”

She scrubs tears off her face and whines. He wants to hold her. He keeps his hands to himself.

“I had the chance to-to save everyone,” she sobs, “and now you’re- you’re-!”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he reaches up, hands brushing hers, and she flinches at the cold. He pulls away, “it’s okay, Jay-Jay. We’re gonna figure it out.”

She sniffles pitifully. She’s still limping.

“Why don’t you go ask Gill to carry you, kiddo?”

Another sniffle, then a nod, and she furrows her brows and limps a little faster to catch up to Gillion, who greets her warm and bright as ever and easily scoops her into his arms.

Chip smiles at the display- Gill offers her blackened leaves and many a playful tone, and she laughs, (albeit watery and a little sad), and threads the leaves into his hair by the coral with Pretzel’s help.

Chip’s smile wavers. He pushes his hands into his pockets and watches his footsteps in the dirt.

It’s nobody’s fault. They couldn’t have known she had power like that. He should have been more careful, shouldn’t have agreed to healing their enemy. Should have had Gill come with them from the start, should’ve looked for Star now, after the battle was over, should have-

“Okay, little bird,” says Gillion in a loud whisper right over Chip’s shoulder, “do you think if I pick him up now he will notice?”

Chip whirls around, looking down at a beaming Gillion, his blue-green tail flicking playfully and Jay smiling in his arms.

Chip points a stern finger at him, walking backwards with practiced ease, “don’t you dare, Tidestrider.”

Gillion puts on his most shit eating grin and gently lowers Jay to her feet. Chip’s got a head start now, if only by a few backwards steps.

“I’ll be back for you, little bird,” Gillion says, his eyes never leaving Chip’s for even a second, “I’ve got a big problem to take care of.”

Chip could banter. He should banter, keep spirits up. But being called a problem is not one of his favorite things. He turns tail and runs.

“Catch me if you can!”

“Oh, you will find it is my destiny to catch you!”

Chip is fast. He isn’t sure if Gillion is faster, especially after the battle they’ve just been through. It’s easier than it should be, he rushes past Green, (he yelps as Chip sprints past him, then again when Gillion shouts in triumph for seemingly no reason, as per usual), up the hill without even breaking a sweat and he-

He isn’t breathing.

There’s a sudden, childish thought- he’s cheating. He could run forever, he’s cheating, he’s cheating-

His steps slow. Gillion shouts, triumphant, excited, and tackles him to the ground.

“Ha! I’ve bested you! Now you-” Gill falters, “ah, oh- Chip? Are you alright?”

He should be crying. He got all scraped up in the fall, and it hurts and he wants to be held and he should be crying but he isn’t he isn’t he isn’t-

“Hey it’s- it’s alright, I’ve got you,” Gillion tells him. His hand is glowing, though Chip feels nothing as he uses Lay on Hands.

Chip can’t cry. He can’t even sniffle. He just stares as Gillion heals a scrape that wasn’t bleeding, and lets himself be cradled- one hand under his knees and the other at his back- and lifted off the ground.

“There we are,” Gill smiles down at him, “I’ve got you. You’re safe, little chipper.”

He hooks his hand on the front of Gill’s shirt and hides his face in his shoulder all the way back to Jay.

“Thank you for waiting, little bird,” Gillion says.

Jay nods, then the adjusting starts so Gillion can carry them both- he sets Chip down and picks Jay up, putting her on his hip, but before he can pick Chip up again Jay stops him with her hands on Chip’s face, pulling him close.

She kisses his forehead, gentle as can be, and Gill follows suit before picking him up again with a bright smile. Chip hides his face in his hair, noticing a pink tentacle at the side of his face- he focuses enough to realize she’s patting his cheek.

“Are you three all right back there?” Green calls from up ahead.

“We’ll be alright,” Gillion answers for all three of them, “we’ve got each other.”

#despite listening to this podcast for literal hundreds of hours I don’t remember how gill talks head in hands #jrwi agere #fandom agere #that’s all I’m tagging aight adios #aerie drabbles

[jokertrap-ran]

(光与夜之恋 Light and Night) Main Story Chapter 1-7: 命运的拐点 Destiny’s Turning Point Translation [3rd Beta Test]

*Light and Night Master-list is under WIP *Spoiler free: Translations will remain under cut *Game is slated for release this summer! (Estimated to be 8/8/21) *Evan brainrot... meet Evan!! ( TωT )ｳｯ… *Beta Test’s main story tag will be #Dreams of Light and Night

Osborn hadn’t been lying. The police soon returned us all missing artefacts not long after.

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It was already late at night when I left the venue after having placed the finishing touches on my work.

I’d just gotten back to the country, so I didn’t have time to properly go apartment hunting. Not to mention that the competition deadline was close, so all I could do was to rent a small apartment near where granny’s shop used to be. Although it was located on the outskirts of the City, it was still an area that I was familiar with.

MC: I wonder if granny would be happy for me, knowing that I entered the finals if she were still here...

The night breeze blew pleasantly, gently rustling the trees. It was as if the world was giving me an answer from the beyond.

Suddenly, the unmistakable, yet faintly discernible sound of footsteps sounded behind me.

I turned around. The moonlight shone down upon the alley, the surroundings were deathly silent, and there was no one else here but my shadow.

MC: Am I just imagining it?

I picked up my pace, heading towards the train station.

Not even a few seconds later, the sound of footsteps continued again. This time clearer and more concisely.

I tried slowing down, finding that those footsteps also followed suit. I sped up, panicking as it did the same.

… Am I being followed!? I could feel the cold sweat start to bead.

Passing the road mirror, I saw that there were a couple of men standing not too far off. The cigarettes between their fingers glowed faintly red in the darkness of the night.

Damn it! I'm still a ways away from the train station! I'm surrounded by alleys… What should I do?

Should I call the police? But it's me against quite the number. Besides, I'll be risking my own safety if I do something as rash as contacting the police. Doing so might just be enough provocation for them to spring on me.

MC: Good lord. I'm facing problems even at night! What's up with my luck today!?

My heart raced, but I didn't dare to stop, nor turn back to look at whoever was following me.

All I can do right now is to try and maintain neutrality and act natural whilst looking around to see if there are any nearby shops open.

Thud, thud, thud. 

The footsteps coming after me from behind gradually sped up—

MC: !!!

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The melodious sound of windchimes graced my ears along with bright lights. A cafe stood in the silent night.

The night wind blew against the sweaty bangs that had stuck itself to my forehead, as I could hear my heart thudding ferociously against my ribcage.

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Staff: Hello, what would you like to drink?

MC: Hello. I’m being followed by someone o—

??: One Americano and one Latte, please.

A polite baritone interrupted me. Startled, I looked up. I didn’t know when he came, but a young man was standing beside me,

Noticing my gaze, he responded with a gentle smile.

Staff: It's a great night out, Mr. Lu. Is she with you?

Mr. Lu: Yes.

I glanced over at him in confusion and was about to refuse him when he raised a finger to his lips.

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Mr. Lu: Don't refuse, don't turn back.

Mr. Lu: They’re watching.

I stiffened before realizing that he was referring to the people who had been following me. So… He’s trying to help?

I was still flighty, perhaps due to the aftereffects of my fear. I didn't quite know what to make of the stranger before me. Thus, I tried to ascertain whether he had an ulterior motive judging by the look in his eyes.

MC: ...Thanks.

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He shook his head, gesturing for me to take a seat with him by the side.

The shop was brightly lit, and there were many customers seated around us.

The coffee was soon served. I picked up my cup, taking a light sip from it. The mellow aroma of it truly brought one comfort. I breathed a sigh, feeling the nervous anxiousness that had been thumping wildly in my heart slowly come down from its high.

This was also when I was finally able to stop and truly contemplate the person before me.

He wore a single-breasted three-piece suit with only his tie as an accompanying piece. It was simple and made him exude just the right amount of calmness.

However, I couldn't help but feel like something was lacking.

Maybe he could still afford to add a tie pin to his assembly? Something simple would do the trick. And colour-wise...

MC: Perhaps smoky grey would be better?…

Mr. Lu: Smoky grey?

He looked at me in slight surprise. That was when I realised that I’d accidentally lapsed back into letting my bad work habits take over.

MC: Sorry. I’m actually a fashion designer. Sorry if I offended you, really. I was just looking at your suit.

I hurriedly offered him my name card. Mr. Lu accepted it, smiling all the while.

Mr. Lu: Don't worry about it.

Mr. Lu: Rather, what were you talking about when you said smoky grey…?

MC: A tie pin.

Mr. Lu: So, I'm taking it that I'm missing a smoky grey-coloured tie pin?

MC: Uh, yes… or that's what I personally think, at least.

Mr. Lu: What type would you think works best?

MC: Huh?

He wasn’t mad at all. Instead, he was questioning me further about it with utmost sincerity.

He wasn’t being overly enthusiastic about it. Instead, he kept a respectable distance away, giving me space to breathe and not making me feel awkward or uncomfortable about it.

MC: A clip-on pin. The most normal-looking one will do the trick.

Mr. Lu: I see. Thank you, I'll be sure to take note of it.

MC: No, no. You don’t have to, really. I just think that it’ll complement the vibe you have going on.

MC: And speaking of thanks, I really should be the one thanking you instead,

He smiled as usual, but this time with a more knowing edge to it.

Mr. Lu: You can call me Evan if you don't mind.

MC: Okay, Mr. Ev… Evan.

Man: Will you stop saying "thank you"?

Woman: Okay. Thanks for your suggestion

Evan and I both froze in unison, turning to see the screen of TV that had been mounted on the wall.

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It was an old movie where the male lead was a wholly independent, yet taciturn member of a crime syndicate.

He'd broken the door down to save a girl, his neighbour whom he'd only ever acknowledged through passing nods, in a moment of compassion, and had thus started living together. The movie was currently at the part where the man resignedly tries to help the girl correct her living habits.

It had only been a couple of lines, but almost every sentence had a "thank you" attached to it. The more I look at this… the more I feel like we were doing the exact same thing earlier…

Evan and I exchanged a look, unable to help the collective laughter that ensued.

❖☆————— ⊹ Dreams of Light & Night⊹ —————★❖

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