I read this fanfiction where Molly was given the journal as a gift to preserve her memories but being ten she didn't see the point and found it hard.
Which leads to a grieving Edie writing that journal entry in Molly's journal.
Something that was based on 'Molly' saying 'I ate a lot of things that night' not 'tonight'.
I wanna reiterate that Edie did this out of grief like barely a year after Molly's death, not for some evil ulterior motive.
So I was wondering what you thought of this theory?
I feel like this tracks for Edie, and I firmly believe that very few discrepancies in this game can be written on as a writing mistake (despite there being some timeline issues such as, where were Sam and Calvin during Barbara's Final Scream, and allegedly I've read rumblings off Walter's death timeline being weird, but I can't quite find any certainties on that.).
Here is the thing, Molly's a pretty imaginative girl (as a fellow fantasy enjoyer.. I can relate), and based off the cute little drawings around her room and her love for her animals and nature I think there is space to say
I find it interesting that all the animals that Molly had become can be found in her room in some form. I know many people see this as Molly taking from her environment during a hallucination. I was led to believe this as well until now... I can totally see Edie, who probably at this point wanted to believe this wouldn't happen, wanting to 'honour' her firstborn by giving her final moments something that she would've loved. A fantastical tale where she gets to run wild as the animals found in her room. Who knows if Molly even wanted to be any of those things, it feels like a classic mom move to take like three things she knows her kid likes and just use those, similarly to how Gus is kind of just reduced to Kite Boy when he seemed to have his entire punk deal going on.
All this to say, yeah I think it's pretty neat, and I think it really adds onto the idea that Edie is doing this to preserve their legacy, especially if we go off of the idea that in her head, the curse is very real. I'd hate to feel like my family was insignificant just because of how little time they had...
I like to think that's a similar conclusion that Edith finds herself.
'I want you to be amazed that any of us ever had a chance to be here at all.'
tired: caine x pomni, in the sense that caine is trying to keep her there forever with his own malicious intentions (and pomni has given up entirely, probably on the verge of abstracting if caine will even LET her), or pomni is using the relation in order to escape . very bad. very ooc. what is wrong with you
wired: caine x pomni: in the sense that they both understand that they cannot be together forever and that's ok. they still love eachother so so SO much nothing can change that and are ACTIVELY working to help pomni escape in a way that she can bring caine with her.
sometimes they find themselves thinking "i want to be with you forever", then pausing and going "...when exactly is 'forever', really?". sometimes one panics over the idea of being abandoned and going back to square one all over again, or one of them abstracting, or some horrible event that will separate the two. but they understand that the shitty situation exists and is stopping them from anything further, and they're trying to fix it as best as they can. and even if they do part one day (in the case that caine is unable to, somehow, come to the physical world), who cares? they'll have one another in their hearts, holding their memory close for as long as they live
then again it's 8 in the morning, im half-asleep, and have no idea what im doing
ur stucky shit is so good love u so much hope u have a great week
I had stucky bouncing around in my head today and I just need to talk about it 😩 And I hope you have a great week too!!
I really love the thought of mutual masturbation that dissolves into a threesome with Steve and Bucky. Like maybe you're all roommates? The three of you are more than aware that you all have needs and since you're attracted to each other, it almost just makes sense to get off together every now and again.
It's so much better like that anyway, getting to see those two beautiful men, stroking their own cocks while they watch you trail your fingers from your little fluttering hole to your throbbing clit.
"That feel good, angel?" Steve teases with a lazy smirk on his face, his strokes slowing down because he wants this to last. Whoever gets off first tends to get teased by the other two for having no self control and he's determined that it won't be him tonight. In all honesty, it's usually you.
"It's so good." You groan, rubbing tiny, well practiced circles over your own sensitive clit.
"It looks like it feels good. But then again, you were needy today. Bet you were thinking about this all morning. Got yourself all wet and messy before we had even started." Bucky wasn't wrong but it was hard to focus on anything he was saying with the thick droplet of precum rolling slowly down his shaft. You were desperate to taste it. Desperate to get on your knees in front of him and lap it up. But that's not a scenario you should be imagining. Not if you're trying to last.
"Some of these days you're gonna need more than just your own fingers, won't you, honey?" Steve's cock throbbed in his hand and you couldn't help but imagine the weight of it on your tongue or how it would feel to have him hitting the back of your throat.
"I'm surprised she hasn't given in already. Spent all this time showing us just how she likes to be touched. It's almost like she thinks we haven't picked up how to do it right." Bucky's eyes tear away from your glistening cunt, watching your expression carefully for any sign of discomfort at the turn this was taking.
Instead, you just looked even more blissed out and both men seemed to delight in that.
"Always wanted to taste you, doll. Not fair that you're the only one that gets to play with that pretty little pussy." Bucky was the first to move, taking your wrist gently to guide your fingers to his mouth and groaning pathetically as his hot, wet mouth engulfed them.
"You're missing out, Buck." Steve mumbled, settling between your spread legs and kissing up the inside of your bare thighs towards your soaked, neglected core. "Fuck, you're so easy to enjoy." He trailed the tip of his tongue so gently from your hole to your clit and it became difficult to focus on anything other than the two eager, insistent mouths on your skin.
the essay i got due tomorrow n barely done is like. its good i like it im excited to write it and im so upset that i have no time and am sick like.
its in my fairy tales n folklore class n im writing on the subject of taboo topics in perrault's 'donkeyskin' and specifically the symbolism/metaphors of the donkey hide she wears n how it symbolizes her trauma haunting her long after she escapes her fathers attempts to marry her n like. i like the story a lot n how its kinda fucked up but perrault really watered down the father-daughter incest topic n tried to make it more 'safe' and less taboo. but he fucking failed and i wanna argue bout it so bad. but my head hurt
so many people out here mad af that Colin isn't in love w/ Penelope from jump and completely ignoring that the single sexiest thing a man can do is be friends w/ a woman wholeheartedly and without having any romantic or sexual expectation from her
“when you guys ran into us, i kinda made a fool of myself”
yeah bestie
we know
we were watching
all of us were watching
I mean I was only kinda watching I was covering my eyes and watching through my fingers because I was cringing SO HARD KSPAKSPSKPAKAAPLA But yeah, we know bestie, we know
I don't know if it's rude to ask, so apologies in advance if I sound mean, but… how come you repeatedly bring up old posts of yours from three or more years ago? Do you remember each original post you make and intentionally bring them back? Like, I don't think there's anything wrong, your blog can be whatever you want, obviously, and your stuff is always funny or curious in some way, just… I'm kind of lost as of how it came to be, I guess? I don't think I remember my own posts after 6 months, much least if I have to go back to 2020!
ahaha no it's usually just because i'm going back through a tag looking for something else! i recently went back through my entire "my posts" tag (which contains...1468 posts, dear lord) and while i was doing that saw several posts that i felt like reblogging for whatever reason. so it's usually not that i remember them and go looking for them on purpose, it's that i come across them incidentally in the course of doing something else.
if you want to know why i reblog them after coming across them, 1) usually i don't! you are seeing the tip of the iceberg lol, and 2) it's mostly because it's hard to resist the "sooo true, bestie" urge, even when the bestie is just...yourself.
forever obsessed with the concept of MK having platonic hanahaki for Wukong
specifically with the disease being born from *perceived* unrequited love
like I generally dislike hanahaki but something about this gives me brain worms
Ngl hanahaki that could one: be involved with platonic love and two: be caused by the victims mere perception are both things that appeal greatly to me.
Do you ever like.. get a sudden surge of love and admiration and just general happiness because of a friend, so much so that it's almost overwhelming, and you are just so, so glad you met them and hope you'll never have to let them go and get to keep them in your life forever? Yeah ❤️💖🐗🧚♂️🦄
Your hc thing of Lloyd basing everything he knows from the knight of blood and iron but it's an au where Novel Javier uses his mana abilites to transcend into the currently reincarnated Lloyd world somehow, so Lloyd now actually has someone to base it on(after he somehow convinces novel Javier to roll with it)
And current Javier being so suspicious about novel Javier but he can't do anything about it bc the two somehow get along well, too
oh wait that's even better i love that!!! i was having trouble trying to think of a way lloyd could fake having conversations with someone without javier noticing it but actually giving him novel!javier to talk to,,,,, i loveeeee that!
lloyd would have a massive freakout, because on one hand, fuck, this javier is older, more experienced, has already lost everything once and will definitely call him out and kill him if he doesn't convince him in that exact instant to keep the secret of everything that happened in the future. he would probably have to spill the beans about him being from another world and everything just to explain the changes in the timeline he's done.
but on the other,,,,, that's the javier he spent hours and hours reading about, he's the protagonist he followed along, the character he maybe kinda sort of fell in love with as he read the novel forgive him for being a bit of mess about that too.
and i think novel!javier would be initially suspicious as hell of lloyd but slowly warm up to him, because this javier knows what a mess everything would've turned into without lloyd's intervention so he can't help but be grateful to him and give him a lot more of leeway than he would've otherwise. this would also evolve into him being extremely overprotective of lloyd, because he already lost his home once, he's not risking losing it again in any way. also he's older than llloyd because i say so.
and javier hates him soooo much
he doesn't trust this mysterious knight who appeared one day and refuses to show his face or tell them his name, he doesn't like that master lloyd seems completely fascinated by him and that they spend so much time talking in private or making references to things only they seem to understand and he really, really hates that the knight seems to want to take over his job of protecting lloyd. like who does he think he is that's javier's hooligan to protect >:c
and because novel!javier resents his younger self a little (misguided self-hatred of being too naive, too weak, too late to save the frontera family in his own timeline) and also thinks it's funny that he's jealous of himself, he'd definitely push javier's buttons by playing along with lloyd's story of knowing each other and maybe even play up just how well they know each other.
sometimes The Fic attacks me with its estimated size however knowing myself I'll say it's going to be a tightly-packed but still a little lengthy piece, however.
here's the catch: i might start to post it after i'm done with half of the chapters because i will incorporate a structure of sorts, to further empathize on magic in general and Wrights perception of it; and because it's all about Wright…
why does she have such a colourful view on things, writing her is like painting a page in a medieval book and colour the letters altogether.