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plumadot · 3 months
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e v e r y t h i n g b u r n s
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adeleba · 7 months
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Sometimes, he doesn't want to have his face in the pictures. It would hurt too much to look at them and realize, he's the only one left.
(Sort of a companion piece to this post)
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2aceofspades · 1 month
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TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death
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With you
Lil one-shot I guess...??
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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.
A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-
No.
Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.
"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.
He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?
His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.
"Did we win?"
Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.
Did we win?
The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.
"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"
"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.
How dare you, Two thought to himself.
His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.
Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.
There was no other choice left.
“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”
Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.
Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.
“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.
He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.
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~bonus doodles~
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baeshijima · 3 months
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soulmate "we would find each other in every lifetime" au, but whenever you find each other there is always just a slight mistiming.
in some instances you meet mere moments before disaster strikes. in others you are forced to be enemies due to untimely misunderstandings. sometimes you only catch a glimpse of the other in passing before they disappear as though they never existed. there would be the odd occasion where only one of you recognised the other, with them not knowing who you are or of the history which haunts your conscience.
and then there would be times you find yourself desperately holding the other, the tears which burn tracks down your cheeks being the only source of warmth on their cold skin.
despite the unnerving predictability fate has in store for you, you both cannot help but to hope that maybe — just maybe — this next lifetime will be kinder to you both; kinder in a way that your souls are not torn apart before they can even meld together.
(though such sentiment never comes true, it doesn't stop the feeble hope from burning aflame when you cross paths every lifetime. repeatedly, incessantly, and without fail.)
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nylwnder · 1 year
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hiiii just wanted to share this *really rough* little thing i finished today just cause 😗🫶
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vooruitmariek · 10 months
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Merwainefest day one: “have you ever been in love? horrible isn't it? it makes you so vulnerable. it opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.” (neil gaiman) + red
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naffeclipse · 1 year
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Had a cute thought and wanted to share! X3 For the Lost Episode timeline, I imagine it takes a long time for y/n to finally come to terms with their new normal even if they never will quite like it like they liked their previous life. And Sun and Moon of course try to do their best to help, but there's not much more to do than let time slowly heal what hurts.
But I imagine one day, when they are all at the airstream doing something or other, for the first time in quite some time, Sun and Moon hear them humming softly. Or maybe doing something that y/n mindlessly used to do when in a good mood. And at that moment it feels like they can release some tension that has been constantly there. Their heart might not be completely ok just yet.
But they will be.
And that's all they need to join them in whatever they are doing and hold them close.
Hi, Chaotik! ♥
Oh yeah, it takes a long, long time for Y/N to accept their cursed existence, but now that they're immortal, they have plenty of that. That's not to say that it isn't a struggle, because Y/N does have many relapses into horror and sorrow at what they've become and attempt to go without feeding to deny their vampiric nature, but Sun/Moon are there to carefully comfort them, Likewise, Sun/Moon convince them to actually eat, promising that they'll have a clearer mind once they have. (The boys loathe watching Y/N shrivel and become weak from a lack of sustenance but that does make it easier to bring them to a freshly killed rulebreaker and insure that Y/N restores their strength.)
Ahhh, that's exactly it! Time will allow Y/N to tolerate themselves, eventually.
*rattles you affectionately* I'm melting over this, ahhh! That is so sweet and hopeful. Sun/Moon worry so much over Y/N, especially after they attempted to take their own life. Then, one day after so much sorrow and struggle, they hear Y/N sing or watch Y/N dig out an old sewing project that they always wanted to finish but just didn't have the heart to. It's a flood of relief that washes over the cryptid.
*mwah* That's so lovely ♥
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surunoita · 1 year
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okay i'm gonna post this in the hopes that tumblr doesn't nuke me for artistic nudity but here's some warmups i did of my character austin (they/them) in the blood moon universe <3 idk what else i could say but blood moon (by @barbwritesstuff ) was and is a huge inspiration to me and i could talk about it for hours so i'll just tell you to go play it :-) <33
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krowscrawl · 2 years
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kissies?
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cloudcountry · 10 months
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what is the most heart wrenching emotion destroying crying on the floor at 3am screaming sobbing clawing at the walls route in ikemen prince i want to play that one next
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grims-sunshine · 7 months
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This 🤏 close to booting up Baldur's Gate just so I can give Gale a kiss and then log out again
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loveyouhomex · 8 months
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MOODS
Bea had told him before that Henry sometimes gets into these moods, where he vanishes into his mind for hours or days, not talking, barely eating, hardly existing. She’s asked him, way before the whole shitshow with the leak of the e-mails happened, whether he would stay with her brother during those times, too, whether he would love those moods exactly like he loves the other parts of Henry. It was a no-brainer.
📖Read on AO3
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paramounticebound · 10 months
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mistress-light · 6 months
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Gifset idea: Cinta, visiting Thalia’s grave.
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swtsours · 3 months
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hey  besties  !  i’ve  been  sick  for  three  days  so  my  brain  wasn’t  functioning  but  fortunately  i’m  feeling  much  better  today  so  if  anyone  wants  to  write  lmk  🤍
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roseverdict · 2 years
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ooPS I ACCIDENTALLY TOOK THAT ONE CRACK AU IDEA WHERE KAI IS EVERY INHUMAN THING THE OTHER NINJA WIND UP AS AT ONCE AND I MADE IT ANGST
join me and cry. also no beta i just cranked this nightmare sequence out over the course of the day lol
unrelated but i write in a notes app that doesn't allow bolding or italicing so i just do markup so i know what to do later and copypasting right into tumblr automatically formatted it??? fuckin wild man
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"We just have to give him time. I dunno how I would feel if I was told I was a robot." "You mean a nindroid." "…yeah, whatever."
Kai and Jay, S1E7, Tick Tock
After the day he'd had, Kai was ready for a nice, restful night of sleep to take him the moment his head hit the pillow.
So, of course, the moment he collapsed into bed is the moment alarms go off, making him lurch forward and nearly fall off the bed.
Kai stumbles to his feet and flails blindly ahead of himself, managing to catch his balance by leaning on Zane.
Zane chuckles and lets him stay there a moment to regain his bearings. "This never gets any easier, does it?"
Kai blinks blearily at him "Whuh?"
"I said, 'Still feeling the taste of video game defeat?'" Zane calls over the blaring of the alarms.
"Maybe a little," Kai huffs good-naturedly. "Come on, let's go catch up to the others."
Zane nods, and the two of them rush out of the bunkroom to do exactly that.
Almost before Kai knows it, the monastery gives way to a snowy forest. He's lost track of the others, but he follows tracks left in the snow for what feels like forever-!
He's inside a tree.
It doesn't look like the inside of a tree. He doesn't know if he even saw the outside before entering, but in some part of his mind, he knows that this tiny little lab-shed is in a tree.
The eerie familiarity of the place gives him the creeps.
Kai wants to turn around and leave, maybe he can wait for the others to get here before investigating-
His hands move without his consent, one uncovering a blue sheet of paper with silvery designs on it, the other leaning heavily on a scepter of some kind.
His own face stares blankly up at him from the page.
As if in a trance, something in Kai's chest opens and there are switches and wires and golden snow that grows faster than he can leap back in shock and his insides feel like they're full to bursting with dark ice and he's about to EXPLODE-
Kai reels back in surprise from-
-the Fangpyre skeleton laid out in the bridge of the Bounty.
This is a completely natural order of events, save for the fact that his finger feels somewhat sore.
Kai shrugs and heads out. There's been Serpentine activity spotted at Megamonster Amusement Park lately, after all, and if that's not something for the Ninja, then he doesn't know what is.
He runs across Jay on his way out and snorts. "Who are you looking to impress, buddy? The snakes?"
"The Sea," says Jay.
Kai cleans out his ear. "What was that?"
"Hey, let a guy finish!" Jay snaps lightheartedly. "It's Nya, if you must know."
Kai knows he can trust Jay with his sister, no matter what happens, on some implicit level he can barely understand. Instead of saying this outright, however, he just smiles. "Break a leg, buddy."
Jay nods and scurries off, and Kai turns to follow when he notices a sickly-green tinge to his skin.
"What?"
He hurries to a mirror to find scales growing in over his skin, and even jutting out oddly from the panels in his chest and arm.
Even as he watches, however, the scales ripple and spread outward, soon turning as blue as the sky. His hair bleaches white, and as he grabs his toothbrush to pull back his lips- are those fangs?!- his reflection scowls at him.
"Hey, dummy!"
Kai yelps as his own words (when, when did he say this?!) are turned back onto him with more venom than he'd thought he was capable of.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you," snarls his reflection. "Would you get your head on straight and start doing your job?"
"My…my job?" breathes Kai.
(wrong wrong wrong something is very wrong)
"You know, protecting your family?" his double drawls. "That thing you claim is the reason you became a ninja in the first place? The fate of the world kinda rests on it!"
Kai shakes his head- he doesn't know what is going on here but he doesn't like it- and bolts outside, ignoring his double's enraged protests.
(Something tells him that if he stayed behind, he'd just get a fist to the face for his trouble.)
He's at the amusement park in a flash, a stupid little electric-blue tail poking out under his gi no matter how much he adjusts it. Eventually he gives up and glances around the deserted park for any sign of movement.
"Hey, Kai! Over here!" Cole calls, waving him over to the haunted house attraction.
Kai is quick to run over. "You find anything?"
"I think so. I saw something purple run in here," Cole explains. "I'd bet you money that it's Pythor looking for that scroll Master Wu told us about."
Kai nods. "You call the others. I'm getting a head start."
Neither of them state the obvious fact that he can't still be inside at sunup, or else.
"Got it," says Cole.
As Kai rushes inside, he swears he can hear Cole say something like, "It's so easy to be forgotten."
However, he's already inside, and the doors slam shut behind him before he can ask.
Nervously, he sneaks through the endless sprawling halls in search of the snake he's chasing. The entire place is dead as the grave, and it's just as quiet.
Then Kai finds the room.
There is no Pythor here, nor is there any scroll, but the moment he steps inside, it is as though the world around him solidifies.
Ironically enough, it feels as though the old man's ghost in the middle of the room is the source of the solidity.
"How did you get here, child?" asks the ghost shortly.
"The front door," answers Kai. He frowns. "You're not Pythor."
The old man lifts an eyebrow, stroking his pitch-dark beard. "Oh? I highly doubt thoughts of Pythor, of all people, would lead your consciousness to my little corner of reality. Not since you ninja fixed up this place and returned it to its status as a tourist attraction for me, anyway."
None of the old man's words make any sense.
"Ah, I see the illusion still has you," the old man says, as if he's piecing something together. "I suppose I will leave you to it, then. However, if anything follows you to the waking world, let it be this: A sword sharpened too often soon wears away into nothing. Just as a blade requires cleaning to retain its shine, so, too, does a warrior require time to reflect."
"What's that even supposed to mean?" demands Kai.
"If you remember after this, you will know," instructs the old man. "Now leave me. Your illusion has not yet run its course, and you are running low on time."
"You keep saying illusion-?" Kai tries.
"It's not really an illusion, but to say its name would mean cutting it off abruptly, and your mind is not yet finished," the man huffs impatiently. "Now leave me!"
There's a power in the words that had been missing the first time, and Kai is flung from the oddly-solid room and into nothingness.
The amusement park is completely gone at this point, leaving only a swirling mass of undead greens that rise up and blow past Kai without slowing his fall.
He crash-lands face-first on some kind of wood paneling, and he peels himself up and off it just in time to leap away from a spray of water.
Kai can't afford to be touched by water anymore.
There's a creaking sound as the ramshackle village around him is warped and twisted, and Kai barely has the presence of mind to leap to a miraculously-untouched portion of wooden deck.
Before him stands the Preeminent.
Behind the Preeminent stands a titan made of stone.
Off to the side, a sea serpent he knows implicitly to be Wojira races closer.
Lloyd and Nya are hidden away in one of the untouched alcoves nearby, and they frantically gesture him closer.
"You'll never be enough!" says Lloyd worriedly.
"How much more can you endure?!" adds Nya, reaching out her hand as if begging him to take it.
Kai tries to run to them, only for a rock crackling with purple energy to come crashing down, sending all three of them plummeting into the sea.
Kai feels like he should have poofed out of being the moment the water touched him, but instead, he finds himself adrift in the endless sea.
Emperor Garmadon's voice slithers into his ears as if the man is right behind him. "You're no ninja. You're barely even a half-rate elemental. How you could have ever thought you could be fit for the title of the Green Ninja is beyond me. Look at yourself. Can you even recognize your own face?"
Kai shakes his head furiously. So what if he has-
-mechanical wiring that's being shorted out from this much time underwater?
-cold blood that's only getting colder, a mind that's only getting drowsier, the longer he stays down here?
-a ghost's inability to touch water, all the while being surrounded by it?
-the weight of a prophecy dragging him down beneath the waves, lower and lower and lower-?
Wait.
Some part of Kai's mind sluggishly rebels, screaming at the top of its tiny lungs that nothing about this situation is real.
When Kai opens his mouth to shoot back a snarky comment at Emperor Garmadon, however, the sea just rushes inside of him, overtaking his every cell, his every breath-
The endless sea shoots into him-
-and rejects him.
Smoke bubbles out from the panels in his body, the scales sprouted along his arms are flung away with his fake skin as the water tears him to shreds from the inside out, agonizingly, viciously, the green light of the Preeminent grows and grows above the surface until it's all he can see-!
Kai opens his mouth and SCREAMS-!
-and then his alarm went off, and the nightmare was pushed back with each round of beeps.
Kai snapped awake, his skin clammy, his breathing loud, and his heart threatening to beat right out of his chest.
It took him a second, but he eventually sighed and slouched forward, burying his head in his hands.
It was coming up on the one-year anniversary of Kalmaar's attack on Ninjago City and Nya's subsequent sacrifice.
"It should have been me," said Kai brokenly, thinking about everything his siblings had given up and none of it at once.
Were he at the monastery, someone would be there for him to talk to.
But he wasn't. He wasn't at the monastery, and he hadn't been for months. He was in his room at his little dojo.
"It should have been me," Kai moaned, pulling his knees up and digging them into his suspiciously-wet eyes.
Were he at the monastery, he'd worry that someone could see him break down.
But he wasn't.
He wasn't, because Nya never could be again, and he felt a lot like the protagonist in that one dystopia series Nya had gotten into back when they both lived at the smithy. After everything the main character had gone through, her sister, the whole reason she'd done any of it, was just gone.
Nya was gone.
After all of them spent years flirting with death, the only friend he'd known since childhood was gone.
His voice was thick, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Not anymore.
"Why couldn't it have been me?"
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