#the same body but not the same memories

[forgettable-au]

Does Flowey exist in this au?

Yes, he does.

Everything's pretty much the same when it comes to the regular story in this AU. It's just the past, especifically Papyrus' past (wich we don't know much about to begin with) that changes

Actually Flowey is one of the main characters in the story! (the main story of this au is divided between the past before the game and a post-pacifist timeline:D)

He and Papyrus will have a fun dynamic

-some thought I had in tags behind the keep reading

Srry for the spelling mistakes in here but I can't go and fix tags because I would end up erasing everything😭tumblr struggles

#my hand is dying I drew all this so quickly lmaokajs #actually Flowey is there in the first concept art I did for this au akahsksj isn't that great #forgettable-au #(THIS MINI COMIC IS UNREALISTIC BTW I don't think flowey would just open up about his past to Papyrus #but like it would end up in a situation like this and I think that's funny) #this is mostly inspired by the weird pararallel that I accidentally created between Flowey and Papyrus #Flowey being someone who remembers being another person even tho Asriels been long gone he still feel like Asriel but is he really Asriel #and then in this case Papyrus is an ACTUAL remain of another person #the same body but not the same memories #when I first was developing the story I noticed that and thought it would be a cool detail to acknowledge #different yet similar in a way situations idk #answered ask #undertale au #papyrus #papyrus!gaster #undertale #papyrus is gaster #flowey #undertale comic

[elodieunderglass]

I haven’t watched Dungeon Meshi, but I always enjoy the dashboard osmosis experience and have a peculiar visual memory. Here is what I believe Dungeon Meshi to be mostly about. No complicating experiences with the text, or indeed character references, fed into this extremely clear vision, which I believe I torrented directly from the astral plane at the same time as the creator was logged on

#dungeon Meshi #I think #features Bilbo #This GUY #and Meshi. #this isopod is mostly what I wanted to be doodling. #interesting to me that #the hobbit’s scarf and jerkin are very clear in my memory #and also the Skyrim helmet #but no idea what This Guy is actually wearing so I think I THINK it’s very cunty bishop #sleeves. you know like lantern sleeves. #I love them actually #it’s interesting what you absorb from #scrolling the dash passively when mutuals are into a new #thing #feels a bit like how AI must feel when consuming and regurgitating content! #also it’s obvious that the creator(s?) have developed a VERY visually distinctive character set that can be picked up on instantly #super unusual for anime right? normally they all have the same face? #so it’s quite cool to scroll past an anime with distinctly different faces in it #not to mention body types

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

#I was writing this and then checked my dash and saw another post about this #and felt so guilty and almost didn’t post it aidjdkfj #but I love this trope too much to delete it!!!!! #I’ve written about this in my published book before and it’s one of my favorite things I’ve ever written #there’s just such a deep heartache about having to grieve someone #and then the grieving process being interrupted by the one you lost #and battling with their death even though you still look at them everyday again #but it’s just not right?? it’s not the same?? #they have the same face (kinda) but it’s truly not hem #not them* heck #it reminds me of a convo I had in a psych class about making a new cloned version of yourself #where the question was ‘is the clone/new version still you? or are they an entirely new person now?’ #and at first I said they’re still me you know? they have my face n body n memories #but my prof told me no!! after they have been cloned they are sentient and are now their own person making new memories apart from you #and I thought that was soooo interesting and it makes me fall in love w this trope every time #you’re my person but only a version. you’re who I love but a newer person. you’re not them. you’re everything I’ve missed about them #so heartbreaking I LOVE ITTTT #sorry I’m rapping it’s the sleep meds kicking in #okay bai #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫

[crabsnpersimmons]

swapping Y/N's with @starriegalaxy!!

i'm still learning magma, so starrie and i decided to draw our moons swapping Y/Ns from our AUs!

if you haven't yet, check out Starrie's Fear Factor AU: https://www.tumblr.com/starriegalaxy/739357795303014400/dca-x-scared-of-animatronics-mascotsreader-au she's got lovely sketches and drabbles and her DCA designs are so huggable!

#fnaf moon #fnaf dca #dca fandom #fear factor au #new do same you au #crab art #mutual's art #jesties collab #digital art #digital art is hard 😂 #the ability to undo and tweak forever is dangerous #but this was really fun! #i need to draw himbo moon more #my muscle memory just does not compute his new body #and yes i gave starrie's y/n the snazziest of shoes #she gave me full creative reign (:< #and for once i don't have to live with the consequences of my design choices #it's her problem now /jk

[puppyeared]

adhd is when you shoot for the moon but you forgot the rocket fuel and by the time you realize it everyones already on the moon and then you panic and crash into the sun and it explodes

#my meds stopped working and i didnt know thats something that can fucking happen apparently??? #like i knew eventually my body can get used to medicine that the effect kind of dulls but for some reason this time around i thought #that my body just decided to become lazier since the meds were already working anyway. cuz thats the thing as soon as smth is made #easier for me even if its the thing thats supposed to make the disability less disabling i get too relaxed and end up fucking up anyway #so i assumed my fucking cells worked the same way LMAO. they still technically work like i can feel my energy spike when it kicks in #but everything else like focus and memory went down and i thought oh so its just a me problem then. my habits are getting worse #even though ive been doing everything the same like setting reminders checking my schedule. hell ive been setting MORE reminders #to make up for the memory thing and i didnt even realize i just knew i had to compensate since it feels like my memory is getting #worse again. and i only figured this out bc my brother showed me an icecreamsandwich video with him talking about the EXACT FUCKING #THING IM GOING THRU WORD FOR WORD #i have to bring this up with my doctor next week so maybe i have to take different meds. i wonder if this will be a recurring thing #i guess one thing that hasnt changed is that im still slow as hell and stuff only comes to me 5 hours after the fact #its 6 in the morning and i only JUST realized that the word froyo is probably short for frozen yogurt #yapping #adhd

[muzzleroars]

violence, round one: the violent against neighbors (meet your maker)

#ultrakill #v1 #JUST an idea i've been kicking around for a minute #like. everyone is in hell #and so v1's creators must be in there somewhere too #all they can both do is share a brief moment of recognition though #the husks too far gone and v1's memory too corrupted #and then it kills them. and they're proud. #look at how far it's come. and think of how far it will go. fuck it up little guy lol #they built it and they could never know just how successful it could be #doodle tag #body horror cw #I KNOW they look like gummy bacon but still!!!!!! #(the binary around the halo just spells the same luke verse)

[goldengirlgalaxy]

You know how there's a whole thing about how DC superheroes die and get brought back a lot? Well, for DPxDC, how about this?

Every time a Justice League member gets resurrected, their ghost remains in the Ghost Zone.

So you'll have a member of the Justice League bite the bullet for whatever reason, they'll form as a ghost in the Ghost Zone. They'll make themselves comfortable, maybe they'll even becoming defenders of peaceful ghosts who have no experience fighting or no desire to fight. Maybe they'll find dead family members and re-establish their bonds. Maybe they'll find other dead members of the Justice League and make and undead branch of the Justice League. Maybe they'll meet Danny and either help teach him how to be a hero (if he's still young) or become a hero group supported by him (if he becomes the king).

And then, for whatever reason, someone found the magical amulet that can revive a person, they somehow developed 1-Ups for a limited time, the revival machine finally got a tune up, the hero gets revived. But the ghost doesn't leave the Ghost Zone. Because of this, the revived hero doesn't have any memories of their time in the afterlife. The ghost probably doesn't even notice something changed and that their old body is up and running again.

This all ends up coming to a head when the GIW decide to push the manhunt for Danny Phantom and all other ghosts, lying to the Justice League in order to convince them to help. They eventually decide to hunt down Danny and corner him, ready to capture him...

… And suddenly he's saved by a bunch of ghosts that look identical to them.

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #danny phantom #dp x dc prompt #justice league #If someone died multiple times either the ghost gains their current memories or another ghost is formed #I also imagine that if a ghost possessed their living counterpart they would essentially fuse together #Either they're fully alive and just regain their memories or they become half ghosts #I wonder if this makes the revived heroes clones of the original ones that died? #Lol if this is an AU where Superman hates Connor for being a clone and everyone comes to that conclusion that'd be so ironic #Hating the clone when you are a technically a clone yourself #If the Justice League is dumb you can make this like that Tumblr post where a zombie and ghost come from the same body #Only the ghosts just find their living bodies really dumb instead of being actually brainless #“Why are you hunting this child?” “What has he ever done?” “For the love of god please look into your claims!" #Maybe being revived and essentially having your soul be a copy has that effect #Villains probably also get the same treatment but their souls are treated with a little more scrutiny #If the Joker has ever had this happen to him his ghost was either imprisoned or made deader than dead for his crimes #Other villains might just retire especially if their crimes weren't severe

[caitlynmeow]

Yeah okay even in modern/human au the daughters are sensitive to the cold but they don’t die from it like in canon but they do get sick easily if they’re not dressed warmly.

It’s always one falling sick soon after messing around with the cold outside especially Cass and Dani because they think they don’t need to dress warmly and Cass even wear short skirts/ dresses thinking she can survive the snow outside but barely twenty four hours later she’s in bed nursing an upset stomach or dealing with a cold because she thought she’s stronger.

Alcina tried not to be that mom, but she can’t because a) she’s totally that mom and b) she needs to check what her daughters are wearing before they go out (and force them to change if they’re exposing a lot of skin for no reason). But this only works when she’s at home because when she’s out her youngest two daughters think that rules don’t apply and they neglect dressing appropriately and it’s always always them coming to her room in the middle of the night complaining that they’re not feeling well.

After a lecture including a lot of ‘I told you so’ mama goes on to take care of the sick daughter until she’s all better in a few days (sometimes longer depending on how long they plan on milking mama’s love and care)

#house dimitrescu #resident evil village #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #bela dimitrescu #re8 #alcina dimitrescu #headcanon #Cass is always like ‘it’s cold but nothing I can’t tolerate’ and ends up sick for the next three days because that gust of cold wind is not #kind on her frail body #yes she can get used to the cold but her genes are like nope nope nope we’re not doing this #does she learn? #she always thinks next time this is not going to happen #and guess what happens every time? #dani is the same but she kinda sorta learns her lesson for a while before her memory fades and she gets reckless with the cold #bela is different because she knows what happens when she isn’t dressed appropriately and she wouldn’t ever miss the chance to tell her #sisters that they fucked up and none of this misery would happen to them if they only listened (to her)

[stardustdiver]

ynow i always feel like caffine does absolutely nothing to me

bc i can have coffee and im feeling anywhere from on any given day: tired sleepy, riddled with anxiety and/or hypersensitivity, and 🧍 emoji irl

then days where i give the coffee a skip, i can range from: tired sleepy, riddled with anxiety and/or hypersensitivity, 🧍emoji irl

i dont think days with coffee strike me as any particular state more than others compared to days without coffee

#using autism creacher as a visual reference #i dont think the caffine helps with anything #it just enters the body then.... nothing #autism creature #autism #adhd #potentially #its a heavy part of the adhd selfdx #that and the memory #autistic #actually autistic #coffee #caffeine #i did stop drinking it for like 1-2 weeks and i felt the exact same as when i was drinking coffee #i stopped bc eczema flare up and was trying to find out if it was the coffee causing it #spoilers: it wasnt the coffee #i also didnt have any withdrawals? maybe i havent been drinking that much/long enough to get withdrawals? #no headaches or whatever in that timeframe #ofc i do also get days where im brrrrrr and i git the energy but like #thats not a coffee day only event #this one is doing numbers just a lil bit huh

[holygroundgone]

just absolutely fucking obsessed with the 0.5 evil marriage bad end deep in love deep in suffering of it all, everything that could've possibly went wrong went wrong and they're in it together

#truescholar.txt #the way that from the beginning of the book mo ran absolutely portrays it as him one sidedly tormenting chu wanning out of hate #but slowly it unfolds the realization of the sheer degree of intimacy and 'you would not be fucking doing that if you just hated his ass' #it's strongly been my conviction that once chu fei realized what was going on and 2.0 chu wanning inherited his souls and memory #thus meaningfully continuing his existence on (and i want to think it's a more complete continuation unlike soma level memory self shit) #that his perception of their years together in taxian jun's palace would completely change #and that he would almost treasure the time they had together even if during it was the most painful and agonizing time of his life #toxic trauma bond moments but they were in it together #and mo ran would've never done this to him in this way (ie the illusion of not loving him deeply in body heart and soul) #2ha is definitely not a moral tale nor an 'example of what you should or can do in a relationship' #but instead the story of how two deeply mentally ill and traumatized people fought their hardest to find their way home together #over two lifetimes #over many lives lost and regained #it truly only works because it's them and because they have the exact same kind of madness for each other

[sutxdreamwalker]

Ok, three words

Recom Aha’ri Au

That is all thank you

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #afop #avatar 2009 #frontiers of pandora #Ok so like imagine after Aha’ri died they saved her body to be a recom #And they didn’t tell her how she died but she still has some of her memories some are a little grumbled up #And everyone is freaking out and so confused why she’s alive #Aha’ri will be the same age as everyone else obviously #Nor would be agitated #The Sarentu would have mixed feelings about this #Like happy and sad their sister is alive #But confused as to why #And angry that she’s fighting on the RDA’s side #Ri’nela would have mixed feelings too #Teylan would be happy but also confused #Alma is gonna need a moment-

[brittlebutch]

it's actually so fascinating to me that Brennan has created a character that maintains a pretty relaxed and mild-mannered demeanor and has said multiple times that the absolute Core of her is "FEAR" and how often we see this Fear manifest specifically in Avoidance; it really nails a relationship to that mentality where your brain fully Stops recognizing the emotion properly out of like, sheer self-defense from the stress of having to carry it all the time

I think this is also perfectly showcased in the way we tend to see Tula swing so suddenly from 'level and steady' to 'snarling Panic' and then back again - Just because your brain has detached itself from the Conscious Recognition of the emotion doesn't mean it can Actually stop itself from experiencing it. So the Fear is always there and always acting as a stressor, but because of that inability to Identify it there's no way to recognize or address it before that final straw hits and your bodymind jumps Straight into Full Meltdown Mode; but then once again, once you drop even a Little bit below that Peak Terror your brain ceases to process the emotion; it's like the most exhausting form of Poor Object Permanence in the world

And even if Tula is aware of this happening to her, that doesn't really make it any easier to deal with / address. Even if you're able to spot the symptoms Around the emotion -- chest pain, irritation, nausea, whatever -- because the Emotion Itself is basically impossible to find, you can't really Successfully Pin Down what the problem is OR a way to cope with it. If you can't figure out That You Are Anxious, then figuring out What Is Making You Anxious is impossible, which makes Find A Way To Make Peace With That incomprehensible. That's where the Avoidance comes in: you can no longer identify what might be a Dangerous Situation, which means that Anything New has a big potential to be Really Bad in a variety of ways (ranging "I don't Feel Good" to "Fully Lashing Out bc you've entered Fight/Flight and can't get out of it" to "Actual Outside Danger This Time") and that means the Only Way you know how to be Safe is to just Avoid Doing Anything New and Only stick to Familiar Situations, because anything unfamiliar is a monster of a gamble you don't know how to prepare for or cope with

#N posts stuff #one could argue ‘we see tula worry a lot tho’ but that’s bc Worry is an Action that can occur Separately from Recognizing Anxiety #now that I know tumblr will put a hard cap on your tags w/o telling you i'm resigning myself to posting rambling meta in post body #but i'm not happy about it; anyway i love how often life is full of Coincidences bc this is something I've Finally identified in myself #like. This Month. like this is brand new articulation for some of the problems i have in life; again knowing this doesn't help lmao #bc even when you know to look Around the shape of the emotion - like 'oh my face is Snarling rn. i'm probably experiencing Something' #like i said bc you don't know What that something is OR What might have caused it then the only solution you Ever get to come up with #is just 'fully retreat and go calm down somewhere else' which INVARIABLY means that you will wind up in that same situation again #and Still have no idea how to handle it bc you never could figure out what caused it so you don't know how to handle it any better than #'fully retreat and go calm down somewhere else'; so 'be somewhere else' is the ONLY way you can ever think to Help it #which usually invariably turns into 'Just Avoid Fucking Everything just in case'; which doesn't work! bc life doesn't let you do that #so then it's just a cycle of falling into the same pitfalls and feeling miserable all the time; gotta love it :) #if you're like me this also gives you Bad Bad Bad Memory bc your brain will Promptly hide evidence of Scary Situation instinctively #like 3 weeks ago this dude ran a red light and almost t-boned me Full Speed & managed to stop like. maybe 3 feet away. #and i like. Startled Laughed and said 'that was scary' and then within 30 seconds i had Fully Forgotten it happened & only remembered #like 2 days ago. Ha! believe it or not this Does Not Help with 'How can I Address the Problem instead of Avoiding It Entirely?' #dimension 20 #d20: stupendous stoats #tula #d20lb

[chubbidust]

sonic fusion

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #silver the hedgehog #silver #shadow the hedgehog #shadow #esper #esper the hedgehog #his name's esper hehe #a very Chaotic being huehue #they hate being fused they can hear each other's Thoughts and have to collaborate to control the body #not to mention they can access each other's memories and they Don't but sometimes they can push them onto each other by accident #and basically all of this privacy breeching makes them want to explode. literally #and they can't sleep good cuz do you know how hard it is to stop thinking?? at the same time??? #it gets easier for them but it takes a hot minute lmao #not to mention all their senses are heightened and they Definitely argue in their mind which overstimulates them constantly #so every other second esper is yelling or punching something or pacing around in circles #they aren't stable they're very upset and want to split up Now #ask me why their name is esper i dare you #my art #fusion #tagging this as fusion too why not

[quoigenicfromhell]

OK real shit and this isn't syscourse but I DO wanna know the answer from people who are knowledgable

I see folks with systems who have different views on endogenics, and I assume there are people with systems that have different opinions on other things (like political differences) and it lead me to wonder:

Basically all of us have aligned political/social views, which we figure is because we're all living the same life and experiencing the same consequences of being in a body like the one we occupy. Some people have different *approaches* (ie, pacifism vs. Aggression, willingness to be mean to someone's face, etc) but we are all aligned in our core beliefs, as they apply to the outside world.

Basically, is it a function of the dissociation and memory loss between people that makes different alters have different opinions? When everyone has either the same life experience or at least memories of the same life experience, how do you come to different conclusions?

#i am not one of those the self is just a bundle of memories people but i definitely think memories and life experience are a primary factor #when forming opinion #there is also the matter of like. genetic factors #but again it's the same brain and the same body #idk im legitimately interested in how this happens #is this mostly relieved by bringing down dissociative barriers? #syscourse #i guess #but not really #im just genuinely curious

[i-bring-crack]

Where The Dead Live

The House of Death greets lost souls with their awaited appeasement. The Shadows of the new Monarch are truly gone. Sand among outer space, corpses reek of sleep and the one thing that stands tall is the endless void of mountains the size of constellations in the universe. Crystal dark tides wrap on the Emperor’s claws and tail as the lightsource appears on the other side where the water never ends.

Dragons fall to sleep at the mountains, their bodies mixing in with the green mothers dressed in grasslands. The Titans chose to walk afoot through the caves and comfort themselves in the dripping darkness of each burrow. No longer can any feel pain as elves reside in the sand and the beasts keep away their fangs upon gazing at the slow movement of the insects that fly by. 

It is an impossible world to experience, the other monarchs have said the same. They no longer rule even a single entity within the blessed ennui. They have evolved to sleep with no guilt or to search among the asphodels for their apologies when they meet those whom they have wronged. 

If one no longer feels the memories of reality weighing them down like an avalanche of dysphoria then the slow numbs of the air and cycling strikes of the tides manipulate the soul to fall under the spell of endless sleep so as to let the last wave of death consume you elsewhere. Elsewhere no one is yet to have known what it could be for Demons reincarnate with no memories of their past and the Monarchs have never reached it as eons pass. 

The last dragon to have fallen in the great war only contemplates the sight from afar as its wings spring up and elevate it to the highest plains. The meadows never stop. Movement disappears at some point. The meadows always roam. To the edges of the universe the Dragon flies. The light source keeps the same distance from before. Lamellae touch the grass. Scales flutter to the earth similar to autumn leaves dancing towards the water.

The dragon crumbles and its final ecdysis is undergone until a human shape is revealed under layers of crimson. Covered in the silver-red armor of his last demise. The Dragon Emperor walks on tended gardens with loosened steps. The Monster of the Abyss turns towards the sight near the wild fields where dark armor rests.

Shatter. Broken plates of purple and black ooze and dance like the wheat around it.  Ears suddenly perk up at the sound of a lost lullaby sung under a tiny voice that no longer bears resemblance to the rough exterior that Death once wore. 

There is nothing else to do except follow the hums of the ruined house not bigger than a tree. It almost bears pity to touch the door as it creaks upon the opening letting a fine light enter the room. For the first time darkness fills this spot of the world. It is not the darkness anyone is accustomed to though.

This darkness is not real. This darkness is the obscurity of light. Nothing here seems to be remotely real anymore as he looks over the shed and gazes upon brokenly messy pottery. Cups and vases done through trial and error. The once Majesty of the monstrous realms looks in its dark red eyes towards the scraggy table. One wave and it would be enough to fall apart with every single pottery that lays on top of it. 

Just when a humanoid creature passes through the poorly created living room does the cracks of lumber show themselves like a hidden trap and make obtuse sounds throughout the house as a silly little alarm storms in their place. 

Well, the monster did not really hide itself to begin with. One who lurks behind a room is a coward after all and most especially in a world where death and pain are truly meaningless. Powerless. Everyone is as powerless as the worlds they once destroyed. 

Whatever the intentions may be nonetheless have caused the humming to cease. The only sounds are the running water and the set of steps that the Majesty goes through before nothing else but a simple scene of tranquility stops it from going forward. 

That and the being in front stands over the threshold of the last entrance. 

The tiny face contemplates the floor before slowly making their way up to look straight into the Dragon Emperor's eyes. Short black hair moves around in the sweet breeze and for a moment memories resurface stronger than tsunamis as it locks eyes with deep black eyes. THe eyes that hold a million shadows.  The Army of the Dead. 

[Ah.] A smile appears on the young man, tattered in cheap clothes more fit for a goblin or human than for a King like him. 

[I… Well I'm not surprised to meet you again.]

The Emperor sneers at the comment.

[I'm just… ] The head moves to the scenery of the meadows before locking on to the Emperor once more with a calm smile. Those smiles sharing two emotionless eyes. [...Baffled? I don't know anymore. It has been a long time since I've laid eyes upon another soul.]

[You’ve only been dead for 27 years and have become delirious to this extent.]

[Oh. Just 27? Then I must have… Yes I must have…] The small one bobs its head up and down mimicking a drinking bird. [Wait. If you are here, are the others also–]

[Your brothers backed away in the war. No one else is here except the fallen denizens…] One of the lips quirks to the side. [... and you.]

[Oh. Well as long as he is fine.] 

With nothing else to add the Emperor. Dragon. turns on its heel.

[You are going to leave now?]

[Yes.]

[Why?]

[There is no reason to be here.] 

[...Suit yourself.]

And for a moment the footsteps change as their pace slows and time grows. The wood cracks again before nevermore. Only the water splashing here and there against shiny rocks with no real treasure in them. Apparent is the dim of the lightsource as another shade of darkness eclipses the world and leaves further up north. 

[It was good to see you again.] An old human phrase that leaves his tongue. The emotions of that old dead heart from a humans’ flesh and blood has attached itself to Ashborn and begun to resurface some inkling manners after so many years in desolation. 

Good to see Death again? Good to see one being that he was meant to kill some day? He feels a twitch of his smile turn up.

Yes. It felt good to see someone again.

#solo leveling #sl ashborn #sl antares #its just me and my thinking of ashborn and antares living in a farm #doing shit and remembering things #also yeah Ashborn is in the body of E rank jinwoo #literally the Monarch of shadows isnt dead #but Ashborn is #whereas S rank jinwoo isnt dead but E rank jinwoo is #so i though it would be cool if the memories of ashborn died with the soul of human jinwoo #and human jinwoos memories lived through the body of the shadow monarch #best way i could make sense of the whole 'we are one and the same ' thing #ashes #ashborn/antares #antares/ashborn

[chrliekclly]

Hi !! Just wondering, why do you type like that?? I don't mean this in a rude way at all btw I'm just rlly curious as to why u type stuff out without like Es and stuff sometimes cause it's rlly neat

fghskdfg i havnt ben askd that n a while iv tried to b bettr abt it tbh i feel like i dont do it AS much as i used to

my go-to answer is i dnt like how full of themselvs vowels r since they cost money n wheel of fortune

real reason is probs a mix of my longstanding hyperfixation on sunny nd lov of charlie's way of writing, my own dyslexia nd adhd, a kiss of autism, nd jst plain laziness

#@ this point its jst easier fr me nd happns naturally #bt its not a consistent thing @ all #i will oftn shorten a word nd then n th v same sentence spell it out completely #its muscle memory bt its not a um..? its not a language w set rules @ all #its rly random nd is wenevr my body feels like it lol #ask #anon #ramblings #ironically i lov shortening short words mch mor than i do shortening long words #nd smtimes its not evn a shortening. 'n e thng' is my fave thng to type nd its th xact same numbr of keystrokes n th end #'n e 1' is th actual best bt 'n e thng' is funnier