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mercyluvsyouuu · 2 months
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GUYS. judge me based off the games I play
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Sadly I can't tag everything. Oh well
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Oh hello there, another oneshot idea that got heavily out of hand, mutated into a proper multichapter story, and shoved its way into the writing queue. Didn't see you there.
So, where do you want the slow burn mutual pining to begin? From which chapter? Alright. And the hurt/comfort? Okay. What about the liberating yet vaguely body-horrory transformation into something Other caused by either love or the pursuit of love? Mhm. And the tender yet deeply passionate monster sex? Sweet, will do. And that'll be how many chapters in total? Over 10 again? With the predicted word count being... 20k-50k but who knows how high it'll jump once I actually begin writing? Alrighty. Might as well.
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fandomnerd9602 · 2 months
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Three's Perfect
WandaNat x Male Reader (Modern AU)
For @aloneodi
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Rain hammered against the attic window, mirroring the storm brewing within Natasha. She sat bathed in the amber glow of a dusty photo album, her fingers tracing the faces that mocked her longing. Wanda and you, curled on the rug near the old rocking chair, watched her carefully, shadows clinging to your eyes.
Your polyamorous relationship, once a vibrant tapestry of whispered secrets and shared laughter, felt fragile now. Natasha, usually unflappable, was unraveling at the seams.
She choked back a sob, slamming the album shut. "Maybe it's just not in the cards for me," she rasped, her voice raw. Wanda reached out, but Natasha flinched away, a wounded animal seeking solitude.
Natasha had just gotten back from the doctors. They gave her some of the worst news she had received: there was only a slim chance that she could ever have children. The news had broken her heart into a million pieces. The three of you had dreamt of having kids for so long. Seeing Natasha's agony felt like being trapped behind a glass wall, you could see her pain and there was nothing you could do to soothe her.
Wanda, ever the empath, sensed her turmoil. She held your hand, the warmth of her touch grounding you. "I won't leave your side, Nat," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm. "Our love builds our family, remember?"
Natasha whispered, tears spilling down her cheeks. "But we talked about a whole nursery, tiny socks, bedtime stories..."
She trailed off, the image of an impossibly happy future shattering like a dropped glass. You swallowed the lump in your throat, reaching for Natasha. She leaned into your embrace, your own tears stinging your eyes. You held Natasha tight, not wanting to let this amazing woman out of your arms.
"This doesn't change how I or Wanda feel about you," you whispered, your voice laced with the ache of understanding. "Love doesn't change"
Wanda joined the huddle, a silent trinity full of grief and yet hope. The rain intensified, drumming a fierce rhythm against the attic roof.
Natasha, sensing the shift, pulled away, wiping her tears. "So, what now?" she asked, her voice a raw inquiry.
You met her gaze, Wanda's hand tightening in yours. "Now," you said, a hesitant smile gracing your lips, "we build that nursery. We can always adopt."
Wanda's eyes lit up, and Natasha, for the first time in hours, managed a shaky smile.
"Yeah" Wanda smiled, "I love it! I can see it now! You're gonna be such an amazing mother, Nattie!" Natasha actually began to giggle.
"Not as amazing as you, Wanda" the two gals hug each other and then you.
The storm outside hadn't relented, but within the attic, a new resolve bloomed. The love that they all shared would never changed. And the children that would run down the hallways of their home would feel that same amount of love.
You picked up Natasha and carried her down the stairs of the attic. Natasha giggled in your arms, just feeling all the love she needed.
Later, curled up in bed, the rain having mellowed into a soft patter, you held Natasha and Wanda close. The silence spoke volumes, a shared vow etched in the quiet. Their family was built on unwavering love that had weathered storms far worse than this. As they drifted off to sleep, nestled in the warmth of each other's arms.
Eventually the dream grew. The three of you adopted a little baby girl who Natasha named Maria. Wanda gave birth to twin boys who she named Billy and Tommy. And despite everything that she had been told, Natasha gave birth to a little boy who you named Alex. Your family of three grew to a family of seven and all of them knew only love.
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Obscure Character Showdown FINALE
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[image ID: the first image is of image is of No Significant Harassment, a shadowy figure standing behind a sleeping pink-red, fox-like creature. their green hands seem to be holding up the floating creature. the second image is of Granger, a girl with green eyes and short, wavy or curly black hair. in her hair is a red hat or ribbon. she's wearing a black turtleneck sweater, blue overalls, and a green coat. end ID]
No Significant Harassment
[NSH has beaten Akama (The Idiot (1951)), Libby Day (Dark Places), Sally Swing (Betty Boop), Shrimp (The Upturned), Oopsy Bear (Care Bears (2007 series)), Hikaru (Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu), and Diggory Graves (Hello from the Hallowoods)] They're just a silly little guy. A jokester. Significant harassment if you will. Anyway, a more in depth run down: They're a city sized supercomputer built by a Buddhist adjacent society to figure out how to transcend the 'Great Cycle' (semi-metaphorical cycle of death and rebirth) in a safer way than the previous method (submerging oneself in the 'void sea' which is a mysterious golden liquid that dissolves whatever it touches). Despite being built for this express purpose NSH never really shows a pressing interest in ascension, even cracking jokes about those who are still looking for a solution. Whether this is due to indifference, dislike of, or humor to cope with being unable to ascend is not clear and really up to interpretation. Example: NSH: I wish them super good luck in that endeavor. How is it going to happen? Have the overseers gnaw through bedrock until their entire can crashes down in the void sea? BSM: Please be respectful when speaking of the Void Sea. Grey Wind, where did you hear this? CW: I really shouldn't say. He's going to attempt some sort of breeding program. Thought you might want to know. NSH: Haha with the slimers, lizards and etceteras? Surely the answer was in a lizard skull all along! He's very flippant, but does care very intensely for those close to him. NSH: Moon? It's me again. NSH: I do not know if you are receiving these. Please signal in any way you can. NSH: I need to talk to you. I need to know you're okay. NSH: … NSH: Its difficult for us to assist you over this distance. NSH: Even more difficult for us to do anything in the midst of these tantrums. NSH: Were going to try everything that we can. NSH: Just hold on a little longer. (Context for previous convo: They genetically engineered a super organism of a slugcat (the species you play as in Rain World) to help reset his coworker/sibling after her collapse and restart her systems. He was so desperate to fix her that he accidentally messed up the slugcat's (Hunter) genetic code and as a result it became riddle with the Rot (relatively similar to aggressive cancer) :( which parallels his other coworker/siblings condition who also has the rot. ) He canonically uses he/they pronouns too! Nonbinary swag! NSH has major internet troll vibes. He has sent a data pearl of "something distasteful" to his neighbors on several(?) occasions and causes chaos. If he had access to the wider internet he'd probably be an influencer So…yeah! Vote NSH this website likes the allure of heavy machinery and stuff like that so… there you go. Kind of a blorbo. End post.
Granger
[Granger has beaten Chopfyt (Oz), Wolfman (Darkwood), Gaap Goemon (Mairimashita! Iruma-kun), Forest Friend (Gris), Turnip (Chicory: A Colorful Tale), Gary (Faith the Unholy Trinity), and Stag Malinay (Krystar First Fragment)] so granger is the main character of the indie game "NeverHome" Chapter one, which is only $1 on Steam, is called NeverHome: Hall of Apathy. if ur a fan of young protags being put in RPG maker horror games, then this is the game for you!! so granger is just that… she wakes up to find herself in a strange, hostile world. she, along with the friends she makes, must solve the various puzzles before them while creatures are out to kill them… and along the way they can uncover the secrets of these never ending halls… her dynamics with the cast is also super fun… each character gets their moment or moments with granger. and what's so cute is that there's unique art for each pair that highlights the fact you cant get through these halls alone!! she also has her own theme song!! here!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_vwtmIj5cw it's called cyclical tragedy AND HERE IS AN ANALYSIS OF THE THEME!! MUSIC THEORY!!! written by my good friend @HIEMIOLA "cyclical tragedy" embodies the protagonist, granger, through the music theory behind the track and ties itself back into the main track as well. to begin with an overview of the track, the key is D minor and hte time signature is 3/4. the piece begins with a broken minor third starting from the tonic. that is, it begins on the main note and moves along the main chord, D to F. the next set of notes are C to E, which is shifted down a step. the phrase repeats again, this time D to F, then G to E, which is an inverse movement from the original sequence. even in this first part, we could tell that the protagonist begins from square 1 with a simple pattern, then tries it again when it works. however, the inverse breaks that expectation of repetition, thus showing the diverse variations of solutions she comes up with using just the tools she has (the two notes moving in thirds). just like the game, she is given a handful of objects as well as a knife to defend herself and solve the mysteries of the world she exists in. with her creative uses of the items given to her, she continues on her way through the plot. we will keep moving. the melody begins. true to the title of the track, the melody cycles around the same beginning note, D, that she always returns to at her square 1. this is a nod to the save states she is allowed to keep to make sure that we the players don't lose the game, but it also references the health bar that appears as a circle around her avatar. the melody, mapped out, is also moving in an up-down wave movement across the sheet music. granger is creative with the knife she has and the quest items she obtains throughout the story, but she is not entirely reckless. rather, she knows when it is time to return to the safe rooms to rest. to time her returns requires skill because she must run to cover without being caught by varying her path so the enemies don't corner her as she tries to return to the room. most of the time, she is successful, shown through the consistent return to the beginning note. let's keep going. i would like to turn your attention to the main theme briefly. in the bass notes, you can hear arpeggios and outlined chords. this makes up the bulk of the accompaniment in the main game theme. [mod note: the rest of the essay, and some more propaganda, is continued under a cut because tumblr will not process more text than this in an indent. sorry to split it up, please continue below for the rest of the essay and additional propaganda (including art) !]
the third variation of granger's theme also has arpeggiated chords in the accompaniment while the melody features broken chords. at this stage, the pattern switches to eigth notes instead of the quarter notes at first. with greater movement and heightened senses, she runs throughout world and befriends other people, thus interacting further with the environment. while she isn't exactly someone we would call open, she is respectful to the people she first meets and has no problems with asking them for help when she needs it. because of her openness to working together, she speeds up her progress by asking for aid at obstacles that would be too difficult for her to overcome on her own, such as asking a teammate to break things, move things, or reach into smaller holes. fusing the main theme elements with her own theme marks this step as the inciting incident that sets her on the path to escape from this world. we'll continue.
continuing the same part, we hear some secondary fifths. i'm not entirely sure if this is what you call it, but it is a nod to the parallel key, D major. depending on what theory class you take, this could also be considered the other half of the key. i dont know how else to describe it, but i digress. these are glimpses to different dialogue options she could take, glimpses to a different key or a different ending. because this game only has one chapter ending so far, we are unsure of what other paths granger will end up in; we only know that there are certainly other endings she will experience, only to begin the cycle again when the save state is loaded for players to reach another ending. both A major and G major are chords that signify different choices that may lead her elsewhere only for her to return back to the tonic or main note, D. despite this, she keeps going, as will we.
at the midpoint of the track, we see a quick shift in patterns. instead of upward leaps in the notes, the melody falls in stepwise motion. true to the plot, this is another turning point of the game when she is forced to make a choice: continue or stop. after facing the spoiler event, her once determined personality is challenged as she struggles to keep herself and her team together. despite being the headstrong protagonist who spearheaded solutions, even now she finds herself doubting and taking smaller steps, smaller risks.
even after all of this, she rises to the challenge as the melody returns to its beginning sequence. true to a protagonist she gets up again despite the events that transpired and keeps her team moving in their lowest points. the thirds return as she finds more objects to solve more puzzles to open more rooms to save more friends. this repeating part of the track only solidifies her resolve as the piece ends with a broken chord in the main key, her key, of D minor. despite everything that transpired, she stayed true to herself."
the game is also so, so charming with the art, music, and story made by the same person… its so clearly loved and full of passion!! i love listening to the game's ost on occassion!! since it's all on youtube!
ok one last thing thing!! on may 8th, the game hit 100 downloads (on both steam and itch.io). you can see the creator of the game celebrate that with this lovely drawing of granger: https://twitter.com/NeverHome_Game/status/1655761270694633472
so at most, only a bit over 100 people have played the game… id like to say that makes it obscure!!
anyways granger and neverhome!! we love to see our protagonists put in horrific situations and isn't she super cute with a lil bow on her head? she is my daughter…
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zillasvilla · 13 days
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Beyond the Lights
I. Chapter One: Rain on Me
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Summary: Sariah is a RnB Artist in a rocky relationship with a trap artist by the name of Dame. The relationship goes downhill when she takes a family trip without him.
Warnings: Implied Domestic Violence. Drug use. Addiction
I. Montego Bay, Jamaica
Sariah coming around more often was a surprise to Joshua. Her presence on this trip triggered the sudden urge to talk to her. She just hasn’t put herself in a private space where he could. He knew she was avoiding him. Joshua has always been attracted to Sariah. From the moment he first met her at his twin’s engagement announcement, to her twenty-first birthday party. He watched the way she picked through the assortment of fruit provided by the Villa owners. He watched her fix herself a bowl, doing a little happy dance that made him smile. His eyes never left her until she was no longer in his sight line. A deep sigh leaves his lips. According to Jonathan she was off limits, or so he says. Jonathan looks at his twin brother with a smirk, He nudged his arm, breaking Joshua from his trance.
“What?” Joshua looks at him, stretching his legs out while sitting up. Roman and Montez soon joined them at the opposite-facing couch engaged in their own conversation on next week’s show.
“She has a dude.” He reminds him. Jey has a habit of getting with girls while they were in a relationship. He also knew that they were just placeholders for Sariah. Everyone knew they were destined to be together. She was just focused on a career, and current fling Dame.
“Who Dame?” The dude was a nuisance. Every time he was around them, the tension in the air was thick.                                                                                                                               
“Yeah Dame.” 
Jey kisses his teeth. “Psft, please.” He wasn’t a fan of that weak ass rapper. “That nigga a bum.”
“Aye” Montez looks at him.
“My bad bro.” Jey raises his hands in defense. Everyone knew she was with Dame. They just didn’t know who he was behind closed doors. A glimpse of that night plagued his mind daily. “He doesn’t deserve her.”
Jimmy looks at him. Jey was never shy when it came to voicing his opinions. To him it was a blessing and a curse. He was playing a dangerous game.
“Just be careful, uce.”
The mere presence of him had her stomach churning in ways it hadn’t before. It had been a while since she saw him and for good reason. Sariah focused on her makeup, erasing him from current thoughts while Trinity stood behind her, curling iron in her right hand and comb in the left. She was curling Sariah’s hair for her. something along the lines of Trinity was the best at doing her hair.
The silence was comfortable. It just the nagging voice in the back of her mind broke it. “ Why didn’t you tell me Joshua was going to be here.”
Trinity looks at her through the mirror, finishing up the last piece of hair that needed to be curled. She bites her lip, thrown off by the question. It was obvious why he was here. He was Jonathan’s twin brother and best-man.
“Will him being here, be an issue.?” Trinity unplugs her curlers, using some hairspray to set the freshly curled hair.
Sariah shakes her head, looking at herself in the mirror, running her fingers through the roots of her curled hair. By the time she got dressed and did her makeup, all of the curls would have fell, leaving .
“No issue.” She closes her makeup bag, touching up certain areas with a makeup wipe.
Trinity, amused by Sariah’s sudden interest in her brother-in-law gathers her things. “Don’t let me find out you got a crush.” She walks to the door, standing between the threshold of her room and the hallway. “And hurry up. We’re waiting on you.”
Sariah mutters to herself about what to wear. She never understood the meaning of packing lightly; her whole wardrobe was stuffed into this suitcase, and they were only going to be here for a week. She grabbed the first piece of clothing that caught her eye. It was a simple blue and white dress. It wasn’t much to show off, but it shows enough for wandering eyes.
It wasn’t long before she found herself ready, but she also knew it took her forever and her friends were probably waiting on her. They had all agreed to meet outside the villa as it provided a beautiful background for photos that didn’t include the hustle and bustle of the hotels and resorts they were normally accustomed to. She makes her way out, gaining the attention of the girls first.
“I need to borrow that dress one day.” Trinity tells her. “Also, them thighs girl” She smacks them, making her laugh and smack her hands a way.
Bianca had turned at the sound of the smacking and whistles. “Ooo pretty mamas.” One thing Sariah loved about her friend group was the way they hyped her up and made her forget any worries she had. 
“We gotta get a picture!” Bianca looks around for her phone, this gets the guys attention. Joshua bites his lip, one hand in his pocket and the other rubbing his chest while giving Sariah a once over. Trinity passes Jonathan her phone and he immediately starts snapping.
“Wait! I ain’t ready.” Bianca shouts, flipping her hair over her shoulders, grabbing Sariah and Trinity by the arms and pulling them in to the picture.
The girls immediately got closer. “Well damn, yank my arm.” Trinity groans through a smile.
“My bad.”
The girls would have a photoshoot all day if the guys let them. They limited them to a few pictures, and rushed them to the restaurant.
II. Lani Restaurant
It wasn’t often they got a press free vacation. They were easily recognizable despite the many different disguises they had. Eventually the just stopped wearing one. They loved their fans, but sometimes they just want to be left alone. 
“Alright, alright.” Some older local shooed people on the waiting on the street to get pictures, autographs, anything. “You annoyed enugh” His English was broken, but they understood what he meant. 
The restaurant was reservation Sariah picked was just now opening, which was great. They would get their privacy, but still able to enjoy the local's culture. The sounds of live drummers gained their attention as they gave the hostess their name. 
“We had a reservation for Fatu.” 
“Right this way” She grabs her cutlery sets, and lead them through a section of the tables, to one long wooden carved table. In the center, spelled out USO Bridal Party. In the middle was a cd. It was the soundtrack for her wedding.
“Granted, it’s only you and Jey in the bridal party. Good lookin cuz.” Jimmy gives Sariah a side hug, picking up the CD. No song titles, but he knew the songs were going to be a hit.
“Sariah!” Trinity whines, pulling her younger cousin into her arms, kissing her cheeks. “You did this?!” 
It was the first day of the trip. She wanted the first day to start off with a bang. 
“It’s just a little something.” She laughs, pushing Trinity back.
“We are playing this at home on the last day.” Trinity grabs the CD and puts it in her purse.
“Cool with me.” Montez sits.
“You just can’t play on your social media Tez.” Bianca points, sitting down. Montez was a big Sariah fan, long before he met her. Yeah she only had two albums and a couple of eps out. Her catalogue was still a hit, and since becoming friends he has become an even bigger fan.
“I would never.” He clutches the imaginary pearls around his neck, shocked that his friends thought he would purposefully leak her songs.
“Babe. I come home and you’re recording yourself working out with her unreleased music in the background.” Bianca smiles at him. She loved the support her husband gave her friends.
“It’s okay Montez.” Sariah sits down. “I know you mean well. Sometimes I send them to you on purpose so you can post it.”
The waitress brought out water and menus, interrupting their conversation as they sat down. She found herself next to Jey, thighs brushing against his. His arm rest behind her on the back of her chair.
Jey got lucky. He had thought she was going to sit on the opposite side of Trinity, yet here she was sitting between him and Jimmy. She looked good in that dress. He looks at her, a slow lick of his lips.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
She looks at him. “What makes you think that.”
He shrugs, a small smile forming on his face. “Do I make you nervous?”
“Never that.” She leans back, forgetting that his arm is draped over the back of her seat. He twirls a piece of her hair around his finger.
“Mhm, the goosebumps on your thighs, say otherwise.” He pokes her thighs, she pops his finger, making him chuckle.
“Please, you think you’re all that.” Sariah was unsure where this sudden urge of confidence came from.   
“Add a bag of chips to that.” He moves his arm, leaning forward as a selection of food was placed on the table. Sariah, rolling her eyes at his cockiness turned her attention to Trinity who was watching a smirk on her face.
“What?”
“Nothing at all girl. Nothing at all.” She serves herself and Jimmy some food . Doing the same, a comfortable silence fell over the table, forks clinking and side conversations here and there.
“I need a nap after this.” Bianca says wiping her mouth. They had finished eating and were just enjoying the music being played lived.
“We do have time to kill before the rentals show up.” Of course, the guys rented out 4-wheelers for the week. A little gift from Jey to Jimmy. They grew up riding on them, so why not see if the island had rentals, and low and behold they did.
“Shit, let’s go.” Montez jumped quickly. 
Sariah stands up quickly, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, a nap sounds good.” She needed to put some distance between her and Jey. The constant buzzing of her phone pissed her off as she pulled it out of her purse. She had told her team, she was on vacation. Her eyes lock on the multiple notifications from Dame.
           Dame: You could’ve called when you got there.
           Dame: You better not drink either. 
           Dame: Did you finish my verses
Dame: I need that asap.
Dame: Text me back damn
Dame: Bet, don’t answer
           Dame: I got something for you when you get back
No apology. Which she knew was never coming. All he cared about was his next hit. She wasn’t in the mood, she put his notifications on mute and put on a fake smile. They took more pictures in the restaurant before heading back to the villa for a much needed nap.
Sariah maybe slept for an hour before she was roaming around the kitchen, making a fruit bowl to snack on. She occupied the couch in the shared living space, notebook in hand with her headphones on. Fruit bowl acquired, she sat on the couch, lost in deep thought.
Jey makes his way out, seeing Sariah sitting on couch, writing in her notebook while nodding her head. He makes his way to her, he stands in front of her, taking off her headphones. She looks up ready to cuss whoever interrupted her. Her breath gets caught in her throat seeing a shirtless Joshua in front of her. She blinks away the thoughts looking at his face.
“Not tired either?” He asks.
They were the only two up and knew why, hence why they were out here and not in their rooms. The walls are thin, and their friends aren’t
“Yeah. Just wanted to write this verse that was stuck in my head.” She motions to her notebook and headphones.
Jey sits on the couch next to her, thighs touching as he grabbed the notebook. “Can I see. I promise I won’t leak them.” He jokes.
“Sure, why not.” She hides a laugh at his joke towards Montez.
He’s flipping through the pages, several song titles catching his eye. Tucked in one of the pages he found a guitar pick wedged between them. It was a soft blue color with palm trees on them. 
“You still play?” He hands it to her so she can hold it while he looked through the slightly worn notebook, careful to not rip the pages.
“Sometimes.” She shrugs. “Usually when I’m performing.”
He nods, eyes scanning the lyrics. She places her headphones over his head, making sure they covered his ears. The music filled his ears, and he’s nodding. The soft melodies of a piano in the background and her voice harmonizing. 
“What’s it called?” He asks placing her headphones and notebook on the table in front them. 
“Not sure yet. It’s something different.” She loved that song. She just wasn’t sure on the fan reaction. 
“Flawless was different.” Jey had always been a Sariah fan, He found himself creating a playlist of all her songs to listen to during his workouts. He wasn’t a super fan; he just really enjoyed her music.
“Look at you, knowing my songs.”  She looks at him. The way he moved closer, had her stomach doing flips.
“Whatever title you come up with, will be a hit.” 
A moment silence washed over their conversation. He finds himself looking at her, wanting more from this conversation. They were finally alone, and he may not ever get this chance again. “You never texted me after that night.”
“That night was a mistake.”
The car comes to a rolling in stop in front of Trinity and Jonathan’s house. No one was home. He stops the car and looks at her. Her eyes never leaving their driveway. ”Where do you wanna go?” He asks. All of her other friends were on the road, they also didn’t know Dame was beating her.
“I can take you to your sister’s or your pare—.” “No.” She tries not to bite her lip. She was barely sober, and didn’t want to go to her parents or sister’s place looking like this. She wasn’t in the mood to talk. He starts the car. “My place it is then.”
Jey stands up with a nod. “Mhm. So, me coming back that night was a mistake.”
“That’s not what I meant.” She argues.
“Nah, you said what you meant. It’s all good though.” He turns, looking at her.
“You know I have a boyfriend.” She reminds him. He stands in front of her and leans down, hands planted on the couch, trapping her in his arms, his brown eyes never leaving hers.
“That didn’t stop us before.”
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respectthepetty · 5 months
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Hey there fellow Dangerous Romance enjoyer. Is it just me or has Sailom never talked about the umbrella connection? I need them to acknowledge it.
@nothingsbetterthancoffee (is your icon Love Class 2?!), calling me an "enjoyer" of Dangerous Romance is putting it very nicely.
It's my entire personality.
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It's part of my holy trinity: I'm obsessed with Kiseki: Dear to Me, I'm creepy about Naughty Babe, and I've made Dangerous Romance an integral part of my identity.
But yeah, I enjoy it . . .
in a totally unhealthy way.
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So I, too, want the show to make Kanghan see that the same boy he bullied and now is committed to doing the devil's tango with is the same boy who has always had the other half of his heart umbrella.
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I wanted Sailom to shout it out during his confession.
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Since the entire scene was a callback to that faithful umbrella exchange.
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But then the umbrella was just left on the ground with my hopes and dreams!
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So now I wait patiently for the breakdown in episode 11 where Kang makes a different kind of rain (of money),
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Only for the umbrella to hopefully come in and rescue us all by allowing Kanghan to realize that Sailom has always been the wind beneath his windmill wings or whatever.
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And it's by time he returned the favor!
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Bring the umbrella back for the finale, Dangerous Romance. I want to see Kanghan Daddy cry again.
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butcherlarry · 9 months
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Exercise Fic Recs 21
Sorry I’m a bit late posting this, I just got back from watching ATSV.  It’s just as good and everyone has been shouting about and I don’t know why it took me so long to getting around to watching the movies.  Anyway, on to the fics!
The Only by pasdecoeur  (Superbat, complete.  Felt like being a little sad, so I read this fic again.  Bittersweet, read the tags.)
how many roads less traveled? by TopHat  (Superwonderbat, complete.  Polyamory negotiations between the trinity.  Very sweet, features ace Bruce.)
be my kryptonite by renecdote  (Superbat, complete.  Clark has a sensory overload, Bruce helps.)
Courage by LemonadeGarden  (Batfam, complete.  Bruce has a run in with fear toxin and Dick helps him deal with it.)
Stuck in the Middle (With You) by TheResurrectionist  (Superbat and Batfam, complete.  A re(re)read for me, I needed some good humor.  Damian gets stuck and Dick calls for help.  Shenanigans ensue.)
Just a Formality by FabulaRasa  (Superbat, complete.  Bruce and Clark get married for work reasons, and Clark has So Many Feeling About This.)
misty by TheResurrectionist  (Superbat, wip.  Different first meeting.  Bruce crash lands on a cold, barren planet and Clark finds him.)
Patchwork Pod by Ktkat9  (Superbat, wip.  Another merbruce fic update!)
Midnight Hour by BisforBread  (Superbat, wip.  Medieval/fantasy au.  Clark is a prince and Bruce is a knight and they have Feelings for each other.)   
a world in repair by Batbirdies  (Barfam, wip.  Part of the Emotional Motion Sickness series.  Jason and Damian go on a trip together, but not everything goes according to plan.)
Veritas by Anonymous  (Batfam, complete.  Batman gets hit with truth serum and talks about how he loves his kids SO MUCH.)
Jesus Is Not A Zombie by Sadsnail  (uuuuhhhhh, bible fic?  I blame @beachcat0772 , she posted this in our friend server and told me to read it.  It’s just crack fic, but GOOD crack fic 😆)
They had a pastry with lemon curd on it, I couldn’t resist!
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It was so rainy this morning!  It pretty much rained the entire time I was birding.  Got so cool pictures though!
The baby geese, they are growing up!  They are looking more and more like adult geese everyday:
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Wasn’t able to get a good picture of this guy, but it’s a brown thrasher!  This is the second time I’ve seen him running around the area:
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Look at this funky lil’ guy!  A grackle!  They were so fun to watch:
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There were SO MANY swallows out flying around.  They kept flying around me, they were so much fun to watch!  And they’re SO PRETTY too.  I tried to take some pictures of them in flight, but it’s SO HARD.  This one is ok, I need to practice more.  This guy is a barn swallow:
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A red-winged black bird chilling in the rain:
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This is also a red-winged blackbird, but a female!  She caught breakfast!  This is probably my favorite picture I took today:
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A robin!
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When I got to the arboretum, some tree swallows were flying around!  Here are the best pictures I got of them midflight:
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A titmouse grabbing a snack in the middle of the rain:
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There’s also a big flock of goldfinches that hangout here too!  I thought this guy looked handsome:
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This white-breasted nuthatch was having fun hopping around on this tree:
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OMG.  I didn’t realize this until I got home, but these are juvenile eastern bluebirds!!  Wow!!!
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This has a parent and a baby!!  Holy moly!!
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An indigo bunting in the rain.  I think my lens was starting to fog up:
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A downy woodpecker.  I like how it looks like they’re peaking around:
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A black-capped chickadee!  They snagged a treat:
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An indigo bunting again:
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I love this picture of a female cardinal:
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Now onto some scenery!
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ngl, the rain made everything look prettier.
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iamthecomet · 1 year
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Com- if you’re still taking requests and should feel so inclined a lil rain Aether comfort for your fellow unholy trinitier? Love you Kay bye smooch
Anything for you, Kro. ♥
Something's up with Rain. Admittedly the water ghoul has had a harder time adjusting to life topside than any of the others. He's always been a little shy, reserved, distant. Aether tries to involve him in more things. To make it clear that he is welcome, that they want him here. But Rain always keeps his distance. He stays on the outside of ghoul piles, always in a position that means he can slip away in the middle of the night. On movie nights he sits on the floor next to Mountain, close enough to touch but not actually doing it. He curls into himself instead knees draw up to his chest, chin pressed to his kneecaps as he fixes his eyes on the screen and doesn't look at anyone else. But today is different--worse. Aether doesn't want to seem weird. He watches all of them like this. He can feel them all, his power connecting him back to the world and his pack. Despite Rain's self-imposed distance, he lives in Aether's chest, connected.
So, Aether knows when it's normal and when it isn't. Today, isn't normal. The usual calm ebb of Rain's existence feels tense, roiling, a deep sea thunderstorm.
Rain doesn't finish his tea at breakfast, or his food. He takes two bites of his lunch.
He misses every single one of his marks during rehersal in what seems less like forgetfulness and more like non-compliance. He plants himself halfway up the steps between the keyboards and the drum kit and stays there. He plays flawlessly. But he doesn't move. He doesn't look at anyone. Aether thinks about going over to stand near him, to check on him, but he watches as Dew tries to do the same thing. Aether hears the growl Rain emits from where he stands. Dew snarls back, but doesn't get any closer. And Aether doesn't push. Not yet, not here. Not in a room full of expensive equipment. Sister will have him sent back to the pit if he's the reason Rain floods the room and fries everything.
He lets it simmer. The whirling that is Rain in his chest, turns into a maelstrom. Rain doesn't say a word at dinner, he pushes his food around. He pushes his chair back just as Cumulus starts talking about the movie they're going to watch tonight, and leaves. Not bothering to look at any of them as he does. The table descends into silence.
"Does anyone know what that's about?" Aether asks. There's pain now, where Rain resides in his body. It's a dull ache, insistent. Aether looks around the table, at a series of worried faces. But no one has an answer. Even Mountain, who is usually privy to more of the water ghoul's thoughts than anyone else just shrugs. "He was fine yesterday," Dew says unhelpfully. Aether pushes his plate away. "Don't wait for me for the movie."
He goes to Rain's room first. He gets no response when he knocks. The door is unlocked when he tries it, and the room is empty. Rain's boots and coat are gone. Aether leaves the Abbey. He finds Rain at the lake. He's sitting cross-legged on the edge of the dark. Moonlight casts over his form, catching in his dark curls. Aether half expects Rain to get up and bolt as soon as he knows he's there, but he doesn't. He doesn't move at all except for his body to sag down, shoulders curling into each other as Aether gets closer.
"Rainy--"
"You don't have to do this," Rain cuts him off. His voice is flat, cold. Aether sits down next to him, their knees bumping as he does. "Do you want to talk about it?" "There's nothing to talk about." Aether looks over at him. Rain's eyes are fixed on the lake, on the reflection of the moon on its glassy surface. "I can feel it, you know." "Feel what?" Rain asks, his voice is dull like he's asking out of duty, not because he actually wants to know. "You. All of you actually. Right here," Aether rubs his chest absently like if he presses hard enough he will feel them branded into his skin. "So, I know you're lying." Rain huffs out something that could almost be a laugh, there's cynicism in it. He still doesn't look over. "I don't belong here." The words send a shock of pain through Aether's chest, like just saying them is splitting Rain open. He believes them, wholeheartedly. Aether reaches for him and then stops, unsure if that's going to help or make it worse. "You do." "You don't have to come out here and talk to me out of pity you know? I know it's all a lie. You just put up with me, all of you, because you have to. You can tell me the truth." Aether does touch him then, reaching out to put his hand on Rain's knee. He half expects Rain to pull away. He doesn't. But Aether can feel how cold he is under his hand. He can feel how hard Rain is shaking. "Rainy, we love you." Rain scoffs. "You don't have to do this to make yourself feel better, Aeth. It's fine. I can handle it."
"Look at me."
Rain turns his head to face Aether, it's slow. Aether immediately realizes why when he sees the unspilled tears in Rain's eyes.
"It would be better if you stopped pretending you wanted me--"
"We do want you," Aether squeezes Rain's knee. He puts his other hand on Rain's cheek. Rain closes his eyes. Aether can feel the way he fights against leaning into it. His heart breaks a little more. "You do belong here. We love you. You're part of our pack. You're one of us, Rain. You always have been."
"I suck at it. I don't know how to--I can't do what you all do with each other. I can't fall asleep watching movies curled up in between you all. It's not--my thing."
"That isn't a pre-requisite for us to love you. No one cares about that. Give me your hand." Aether takes his hand from Rain's leg and holds it palm up.
Rain hesitates, but listens, sliding his hand into Aether's. Aether brings them both up to his chest. He places them right over the place Aether feels Rain the strongest. Directly in the center of his chest. Aether focuses on it. He tugs on the strings that attach him to Rain. T
He doesn't have the words to make him feel better, to make him believe that he belongs here. That Aether loves him with every fiber of his existence. Rain is a part of the universe that is Aether, and the easiest way to prove that is to show him. Aether closes his eyes. He grips Rain's hand a little harder. He latches onto the power in Rain's body, and he pulls.
Rain gasps, lurching forward as if Aether pulled on him physically. And then, he goes silent. Aether knows he can feel it--that he can feel all of them, wrapped through his body like lifelines. A circuit. A solar system. "I'm...Aeth...that's--"
"I would never lie to you, Water Lily," Aether whispers.
Rains tips further forward. His forehead bumps into Aether's. All Aether can smell is petrichor. All he can feel is Rain. He opens his eyes to meet cerulean blue eyes, searching his. Rain's hand flexes over his chest. "It's so much," Rain breathes. The churning in Aether's chest has calmed, less frantic. Close like this, connected, Aether can feel Rain's awe, the shock. Aether tugs on the connection a little more, just to try to open it up a little. Rain lets him--either because he wants to know more or because he's too stunned to resist. "I don't know how much of them you can feel," Aether whispers into the small space between them. "But I can give you this, just so you're sure." It's easy to funnel a piece of himself into Rain. It's the same muscles he flexes for healing. Rain's hand grips tight at his shirt when he does it. His eyes go wide.
"Is that...you?" "Yes. So you'll know what I feel, for you. You don't ever have to doubt that I love you. That I want you. That you belong here. Magic doesn't lie."
Rain sags into him, forehead slipping off of Aethers to thump down onto his shoulder. Aether cuts the connection, and he drags Rain into his arms. Stroking one hand up into his hair, dragging through the curls as Rain shudders against him.
Aether knows it's a lot, maybe too much. Forcing that connection, shoving himself into Rain's chest like he wanted to make a home there, it's an overstep. But it was easier than trying to talk through it. Dew carries a piece of him too, from a night just like this. Aether would give himself to all of them if he could--just so they could experience one-eighth of what he does. So they could feel the strength of their bond, the permanence of it.
Rain clings to him like Aether's a liferaft. "I can still feel you." Rain rubs absently at his chest, his voice breathless against Aether's neck. Aether nods. "Now you'll never have to doubt it again."
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angelthefirst1 · 29 days
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01x01 ♾️ 10x10
YEARS...
TOWL
First off, I loved episode one, and I hope you all enjoyed it too.
I very much believe the title is linked to Beth - The one who lives.
I mentioned in previous posts that we would be heading back to repeat season 1 of the walking dead. We got many callbacks in episode 1 of TOWL. Such as Rick stepping into Merle's role of being handcuffed because he is "difficult."
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Like Merle, Rick has to chop his own hand off to escape.
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The callbacks are quite detailed. If you remember back, Merle was horrible to T-dog, refusing to take any direction from him because of his skin colour. He almost kills T-dog and wants to become the leader of the group, which leads to Rick handcuffing him.
Whereas to contrast, Rick wants to escape the CRM to get back to Michonne, whom he loves.
Rick also doesn't desire power in the CRM at all and even says so to Okafor.
Rick, in season one, is also looking for Lori his wife.
Merle and Daryl (the brothers) are separated.
It's a beautiful rework of that time around the rooftop scene in Atlanta...
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The exciting thing about all this is that Andrea was first introduced just prior to Merle (Daryl's brother) being handcuffed on that rooftop.
They are reversing and reworking season one and season 5 scenes combined (I'll get to the season 5 patterns soon), so Beth (a reworked Andrea) is close...
We even saw Rick's own version of a Brulent (burner) walker that leads to cauterization...
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I talk about the cauterization theme at length here from DD1.
The cauterization theme is related to walking away from God, which is interesting with Rick specifically because Rick is "walking away" from or running away from the CRM.
The CRM logo is a representation of God.
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The Borromean rings have been used in different contexts to indicate strength in unity. In particular, some have used the design to symbolize the Trinity.
The end is the beginning theme ♾️
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This theme reveals a major clue to the story and what they are drawing from, and that is the Revelation or revealing of Jesus Christ.
Beth's revealing is symbolic of this...
The book of Revelation is known as a book about the end of all things but also the beginning of something new.
To remind you, not that you need it, this is a show about the end of the world, and the writers are heavily incorporating biblical end time events into the show.
Jesus describes one of his characteristics in the book of Revelation, he says:
‭‭Revelation 22:13
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.
The beginning and the end theme, will eventually reveal Beth. 01x01 ♾️ 10x10 get well soon.
The symbolism around her character is used to link her symbolically to Christ, I've mentioned this many times before. As a reminder, some aspects of this are:
She dies wearing a cross.
She dies sacrificially (goes all in) to save Noah.
The bible says Noah walked with God, so God saved him from the biblical flood. In the cauterization post i linked above, i go into how 510 events when it rained and they hide in the barn (Ark) was a rework of the biblical flood.
Beth was also the only character given the symbolism of an "empty" or missing body/grave.
She was innocent and considered "good" as Daryl was trying to indicate at the "oh" moment (and yes, he was also saying he loves her 😉)
Jesus was also called good by his disciples. The real definition actually means morally perfect, so while back in Alone the writers were using the "good people theme" to indicate someone that hasn't become out-rightly evil in these evil times, with Beth, it was just one more way of linking her symbolically to Jesus as morally perfect.
Seeing what Rick has experienced with the CRM is a shadow of Beth.
Now let's talk about how season 5 Grady has been reworked.
While we are back in season 1, they are also showing us Rick's version of being at Grady.
Dawn is Thorne, and yes, we're rhyming names now it's becoming that obvious.
Rick (Beth) and Thorne (Dawn) play a game of Poker, and Rick goes all in... Thorne folds.
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Thorne tells Rick she's great at poker, but she loses.
Dawn also liked to play poker... Poker is about holding the right cards, having the upper hand, and even bluffing your way to a win.
Remember the hostage trade at Grady? They focused a large amount of time on the numbers of cops to trade with Dawn.
Daryl says to Rick, "3s better than 2" talking about the 3 cops they have to trade back for Beth and Carol. 3 cops gives them the winning hand...
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Now, in poker, that's a true statement. All you need to win is a better hand than your opponent.
Well...in fact Dawn and Beth were playing poker in that hallway at Grady.
Beth made the choice to go all in like Rick did. Dawn dies (folds)
It's a big risk to go all in, but the pay-off can be huge. Dawn got nothing in the end.
While Beth is the one who lives and survives a bullet to the forehead. This is actually confirmed in this episode twice, so read on.
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A shadow of this is shown with Rick...
In the very next scene after the poker game where Thorne (Dawn) folds, we see Rick hold the bullet right to his forehead. It's not a coincidence...
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In that defining moment, you'll make the right choice...
Beth made the right choice.
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Beth won and it was lights out for Dawn before she even got to play... just like Thorne said...
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Confirming the poker theme and bullet graze theme.
This combination is actually reinforced as it's mentioned in sequence twice in this episode.
Rick and Thorne both sign up to the CRM, and Okafor asks them to work secretly for him. Afterwards, Thorne talks with Rick, and Rick asks her if she gave Okafor the scar on his forehead (a shadow of Beth's scar)
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It's then she admits to shooting Okafor in the head, but the bullet just grazed him, she missed. Rick then asks if she will shoot him, too...
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Then, she stops and seemingly very randomly brings up the topic of playing poker. But it's not random at all.
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It's a reworked reverse shadow of what happened at Grady.
Bullet graze to the head, missed didn't make the kill but it did leave a scar, poker and lights out for Thorne/Dawn. All while Rick (Beth) asks if she will shoot him too.
And all while Rick (Beth) is trapped in the CRM (Grady) away from the love of his life.
Thorne also gives us more hints that she is a new version of Dawn back at Grady. She thinks the system of the CRM is working fine and it doesn't need to change.
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Rick disagrees as no one is free to leave.
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Beth kept telling Dawn that she wasn't staying any longer than they made her. She wasn't free to leave either, and Dawn told her she shouldn't see it as a sentence. That out there, she would be dead.
This whole rework also gives us insight into Beth's mindset. Just as Rick was trying to escape to get to someone he loves, so was Beth trying to get back to Daryl.
The A's and B's - a repeat of Grady only taking in the ones who they thought were weak. In Beth's case, they got it wrong, she thought for herself, which classified her a an A.
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They thought she was a B but she was an A
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The man i was with, is he here?
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They thought Daryl was an A and same with Noah's Dad so they left them out in the world to die.
Okafor, Thorne and Rick are a reworked version of Beth, Dawn and Noah.
The repeats in this story should give hope that Beth survived that bullet and just like the end of this episode with Rick and Michonne, the story will eventually lead to two people who love each other reuniting. One of whom thought the other died but could never find the body...
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dwntwn-strnlo · 6 months
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈
w h e n                                                             i
check out my intro on wattpad! (it looks nicer and its easier to read)
CHAP 1
❝as your friend, i mean this in the meanest way possible . . .
. . . when will you ever learn?❞
dts. 
@oneirophobic
@gwenlore
@lvrsparadise
@gracietaylorsversions
@20nugs
@iha8you
🎙️🎙️🎙️
❝girl when i miss you (when i miss you)
i get caught up (all in my feelings girl)
i wanna kiss you (wanna kiss you)
show you some love (love)
show you some love (love)
i wanna show you some love, oh (love, love, love)❞
when i - steve lacy . . . 
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . .
❝𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥.❞
matthew sturniolo had practically 
grown up with the love for his best 
friend. but he could never speak on 
it as he watched her run away with 
other guys that she claimed were 
the 'one'. but realistically, nobody 
ever stayed. everything hurt him so 
much to the point where the only 
option was to pretend to hate the 
girl in hopes that his unmatched 
love would fade.
OR
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . .
❝𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳?❞
every man was the man for vera
prince. she had searched so
desperately to find someone who
genuinely loved her, only to never
see the boy right next to her for 
who he truly was. eventually
seeing those gentle, loving
glances melt into annoyance 
and what seemed like hatred.
never noticing how hard it was
for him to see her in the awful
states she always found herself in.
𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .
VERA PRINCE
( vere . . . )
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boyfriend🎙️ariana grande ft. social house . . .
. . . ❝ but you don't want me to see nobody else. ❞
( 🫶🍵😶‍🌫️🦕📸 )
.hers.17.straight.
insta . . . @ veraaaprince OR @ kingvera
( portrayed by alana lintao . . . @alanalintao )
.
.
.
MATTHEW STURNIOLO
( matt . . . )
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star shopping🎙️lil peep . . .
. . . ❝ i know that i'm not that important to you. but to me, girl, you're so much more than gorgeous. ❞
( 🦉⛺✍️📽️🪴 )
.his.18.straight.
insta . . . @ matthew.sturniolo OR @ liamneeson4L
( portrayed by matthew sturniolo . . . @matthew.sturniolo )
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.
.
TRINITY WEST
( triny . . . )
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evergeen (you didn't deserve me at all)🎙️omar apollo . . .
. . . ❝ but sometimes, i pray that you fall in love. ❞
( 🦋🥱🧃🙌🐢 )
.hers.18.bi.
insta . . . @ trinity_west OR @ theholytrinity
( portrayed by peyton list . . . @peytonlist )
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.
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CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO
( chris . . . )
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mr. brightside🎙️the killers . . .
. . . ❝ it started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? ❞
( 👾🦎🙈📣🎧 )
.his.18.straight.
insta . . . @ christophersturniolo OR @ chrischrischris
( portrayed by christopher sturniolo @christophersturniolo )
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.
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NICOLAS STURNIOLO
( nick . . . )
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from the dining table🎙️harry styles . . .
. . . ❝ comfortable silence is so overrated. ❞
( 🐈‍⬛🌼🫂📻💫 )
.he.18.gay.
insta . . . @ nicolassturniolo OR @ proudhater
( portrayed by nicolas sturniolo @nicolassturniolo )
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JENNIFER FOSTER
( jenny . . . jelly . . . )
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name in the sand🎙️lil skies . . .
. . . ❝ when it rains, grab my hand. spell your name in the sand. ❞
( 👻🐿️🖼️🎸🌴 )
.hers.17.pan.
insta . . . @ jennnnyfoster OR @ foster2
( portrayed by jessie mesa . . . @unclejessiie )
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MALCOLM SIMPSON
( mac . . . )
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gorgeous🎙️taylor swift . . .
. . . ❝ you should take it as a complimet that i, got drunk and made fun of the way you talk. ❞
( 🤖🗺️🙊🕸️🏞️ )
.his.17.gay.
insta . . . @ macsimpson OR @ somanymacs
( portrayed by ryan crouse . . . @ryangcrouse )
𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .
( @ broghansemrad ) broghan semrad . . . AS . . . troye ivory
( @ madifilipowicz ) madison "madi" filipowicz . . . AS . . . herself
( @ nathandoe8 ) nathan "nate" doe . . . AS . . . himself
. . .
❝he hates me.❞
❝reword that.❞
❝he loves me.❞
𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .
find the playlist here!
when i . . . steve lacy
❝i wanna show you some love❞
. . .
evergreen (you didn't deserve me) . . . omar apollo
❝you know you really made me hate myself❞
. . .
name in the sand . . . lil skies
❝need your love, it's my drug
when I'm down, lift me up
that's enough (that's enough)❞
. . .
destroy myself just for you . . . montell fish
❝i destroy myself, just for you, you
i destroy myself, just for you, you❞
. . .
delicate . . . taylor swift
❝is it cool that i said all that?
is it chill that you're in my head?❞
. . .
i wish i never met you . . . babygirl
❝i wish i never kissed you in my living room❞
. . .
think fast . . . dominic fike
❝think fast, you only get one try
sleep tight, i wanna get sunshine
wake up, you know we got things to see
cheap talks and nothing makes sense to me
she said two's our odd number, if you is involved i laugh❞
. . .
gorgeous . . . taylor swift
❝you've ruined my life, by not being mine❞
. . .
hostage . . . billie eilish
❝i wanna be alone
alone with you, does that make sense?❞
. . .
always been you . . . shawn mendes
❝it's always been you
and you've seen all my darkest fears
like you've known me for a thousand years
the boy who's really underneath
all the scars and insecurities, baby
i swear that you've been sent to save me
you're the one my heart keeps coming back to❞
. . .
if he wanted to he would . . . johnny orlando
❝i'm not like the last guy
he'd disappear for hours
no, he never bought you flowers❞
. . .
all i want is you . . . miguel, j cole
❝'cause being your friend was killing me softly❞
. . .
you get me so high . . . the neighbourhood
❝you're my best friend, i'll love you forever❞
. . .
ivy . . . frank ocean
❝ooh, i could hate you now
its quite alright to hate me now❞
. . .
idfc . . . blackbear
❝'cause i have hella feelings for you
i act like i dont fucking care
like they ain't even there❞
. . .
boyfriend . . . ariana grande
❝you ain't my by boyfriend (boyfriend)
and i ain't your girlfriend (girlfriend)
but you don't want me to see nobody else
and i don't want you to see nobody❞
. . .
flashing lights . . . kanye west
❝as i recall, i know you love to show off
but i never thought that you would take it this far❞
. . .
like i would . . . zayn
❝he, won't love you like i would❞
. . .
right here . . . lil peep, horse head
❝i know that i'm young, but i'm still right here
i dont give a fuck, i love who i love and girl
you're that one, so wait right here❞
. . .
soulmate . . . mac miller
❝what do you want with me?❞
. . .
daddy issues . . . the neighbourhood
❝it's crazy what you'll do for a friend❞
. . .
i just wanna feel your love again . . . montell fish
❝i just wanna feel your love again
i just wanna feel your touch again
but deep down i know you'll leave me every time
but if that's the price i might just turn my eyes❞
. . .
when the party's over . . . billie eilish
❝call me friend, but keep me closer❞
. . .
portrait of a blank state . . . lovejoy
❝we could make such a pretty picture❞
. . .
ultraviolet . . . aiden bissett
❝i'm living and dying, in your ultraviolet❞
. . .
i love you . . . billie eilish
❝maybe won't you take it back
say you were tryna make me laugh
and nothing has to change today
you didn't mean to say "i love you"
i love you and i don't want to❞
"i love you."
...
A/N
so excited 😋
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tryhardgwen · 25 days
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omg my first platonic fic
this is a platonic showmaker & chovy (& faker) runeterra au with proplayers as league of legends champions (kindred). i used a lot of league of legends canonical lore and then spun it with my own ideas :]
idk how tumblr works again but i realize I can do a lot more long form messages here so I will probably use this blog to put my thought process about writing fics? i will put that below, but it has spoilers so if u wanna check it out probably read the fic first !!
named after the sleep token song:
i chose this song to name it after this not only because the obvious kindred relation with "the eyes of the wolf / the mouth of the lamb" but also because of the other lyrics!
"for so long I have waited / so long that I almost became / just a stoic statue fit for nobody" is very much the grey man coded.
"the vicious cycle was over the moment you smiled at me" would talk about the creation of the kindred, and lamb and wolf. they are each others escape.
"i know i know the way that it goes / you get what you give / you reap what you sow" well... kindred. they give death, and... ok imma stfu.
"and just like the rain / you cast the dust into nothing / and wash out the salt from my hands / so touch me again /i feel my shadow dissolving / will you cleanse me with pleasure?" i think speaks to the relationship between lamb and wolf again.
"nobody can say for certain / if maybe it's all just a game / when I open my eyes to the future / I can hear you say my name" is what I perceive to be the kindred and the grey man's relationship. :>
in the end notes i vaguely touch on the idea of the "LCK Mid" which I think is one of thee most interesting dynamics in lolesports. I've been wanting to write plat fics for a while to sort of explore. in my eyes the holy trinity of the lck mid would be faker, chovy, and showmaker. man I love them. also my grammarly keeps autocorrecting showmaker to shoemaker and its so annoying lmao.
but anyway they r SO INTERESTING! in this fic i tried to include a lot of parallels, from how showmaker as lamb knows more than chovy as wolf—because chovy hasn't won anything internationally unlike showmaker has. chovy's more hungry, because he hasn't won a world championship yet. not to mention their relationship with faker—each having a diff specialization and aspect of their gameplay. showmaker has said many times about how he doesn't want to be the next faker so i made him despise the grey man here. with faker as the grey man i again use the whole "alone at the top" trope because... oh my god I'm a sucker for that. he's got everything, but everyone hates him, and he is lonely. plus my ending + the cyclic nature of the world/of the esports... faker will always be there. it will always come back to him. there will be other midlaners, but its always faker at the end, or so it seems.
anyway! i had a lot of fun writing this fic. it was very challenging and out of my comfort zone because it was platonic and abt people I haven't written about before, and because its a lot more... abstract? it relies on parallelism and reading between the lines. idk. my brain is dumb. i am also dumb. i just vomit words on a google doc and pray for the best.
if anyone has more questions u can ask here on tumblr or on retrospring. please be nice bc again tumblr scares me. i am easily scared.
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zombiezzmwuah · 2 months
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☢︎︎m҉e҈o҉w҈ m҉e҈o҉w҈ :3☢︎︎
NIKA/ALL PRNS/PL, RUS, ENG
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𝙼𝚈 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚂!!
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-slenderverse
-creepypasta or just creepy stuff:D
-analogue/psychological horrors
-INDIE, STORY AND HORROR GAMES
-true crime
-paranormal things
-lost media
-psychology
-astrology
-demonology
-urbex
-OCEAN AND SEA!
-ranfren, ptp, htf, ddlc>_<
-punk rock, post punk, emo and goth music!! (i like metal too but not that much)
-zombie and vampires
-wars!
-dinosaurs or just history/prehistory
-guns/weapons
-alan tutorial!!
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𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
Flippy (htf), Habit (emh), Vinny (emh) Observer (t12), Prebrand (t12), Alex Kralie (marble hornets), Jeff The Killer (crp), Ghoulia (mh), John Doe (jd XD), Sid (skins), Maria (silent hill), Chris (dh00), Michael (ml0), Andre and Cal:3 (zero day), Pinkie Pie (mlp), Abby Anderson (tlou), Toki (Metalocalypse), Ada Wong (resident evil), Wesker (resident evil), Hank Anderson (dbh), Larry Johnson (sf), Todd Morrison (sf), Postal Dude (postal), Sophie (cof), John Ward (ftut), Miles Upshur (outlast), Norman Jayden (heavy rain), Shaggy (scooby doo), Patrick Bateman (american psycho), Jesse Wells (hollow hemlocks)
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𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀/𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁
Anal Cunt, Buerak, Sedes, 5mewmet, dj trippie flameboy, Злые Гномы, Пурген, Molchat Doma, KMFDM, Type O Negative, Chernikovskaya Hata, Mindless Self Indulgence, Ploho, Nürnberg, Linkin Park, ssshhhiiittt!, Crystal Castles, Pisse, Dezeter, Brudne Place Zabaw, Pornofilmy, Myslovitz, CASTET, 100 Tvarzy Grzybiarzy, Twoyastara Of Death, Hamulec, Gruzja, Казённыи Унитаз, Fester Witch, Оргазм Нострадамуса and many many many other
𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭
Postal, Half Life, Silent hill, Lomando.com, John Doe, Outlast, Sally Face, Fran Bow, Cry of Fear, Afraid of Monsters, Faith the unholy trinity, Buckshot Roulette, Priest Simulator, Call of Duty, Red Dead Redemption, Mortal Kombat, KryptaFM!!
movies/shows/series that i like:3
Duck, Zero Day, Saw, IT, My Little Pony, Monster high, Elephant, Scooby Doo, Fight Club, Breaking Bad, American Psycho, Sala Samobójców
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𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚝 𝚖𝚎:3
-I love windy weather smsmsmms
-talking abt ai 24/7
-im lonely as hell
-im watching movies with Joey Smack all the time
-i love darkness
-staying up all nights
-YES I LOVE EDGY MEDIA
-im a walking multifandom literally
-I LOVELOVELOVE COOKING CAKES
-my favorite animals are wolfs, dogs and lemon sharks!
-idk what i feel abt my sexuality tbh
-my comfort people are Evan Jennings, Rikki Audax and Andreas Ronnberg:3
-atheist:D
-i think about zombie and fake shooters media all the time
-PLAYING GAMES AND LISTENING TO MUSIC 24/7
⠀ DNI!!
-minor p3dos/p3dos
-n4zis.
-adam r0sner supporters
-SOME yansim/genshin/pj sekai toxic fans
-dsmp fans
-ppl who r romantizong being slavic bc its annoying
-SOME taylor swift and lana del rey fans (i dont mean listeners!)
-millennials
-proshippers
-PEOPLE WHO HATE DOGS OR CATS.
-posers
-annoying skinheads and metalheads
-ppl who are hating on other basic/alt ppl
-EVERY WEIRD south park fans
-g0re enjoyers
INTERACT!!
-slenderverse and creepypasta enjoyers!
-tcc (just dont talk abt killers like abt little kids and be normal)
-punks:3
-POST PUNK AND PUNK ROCK LISTENERS.
-indie, story and horror games fans
-KMFDM AND MSI LISTENERS (jimmy supporters dni lol)
-fictional school shooters enjoyers!!
-minors
-edgy people pleaseee
-PRIEST SIMULATOR OR KRYPTA FM POLISH FANS
-analogue horrors enjoyers
-kpop community (the same thing as tcc)
-artists!
-cosplayers hell yeah
-ranfren russian and polish fandom (BE NORMAL PLESSEEEEE)
-PPL WHO KNOWS ABT ALAN TUTORIAL
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saltsicklover · 7 months
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Part 8 - A Sacrifice For Love
The Poem is "A Sacrifice For Love" By Peter Daniel Phiri
Title: A Sacrifice For Love - Fan Mail Pt. 7
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1330
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearing, blood, anger.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. 
Ace is hugging her knees to her chest, blood from her split knuckles coating her skin. Her hands ache. So does her face, the skin chapping from the tears and blood. Snot is mixed with blood on the backs of her wrists, the cuffs of her rain slicker now coated in the mixture. 
Sam stands next to Ace's huddled form, her body taller than his from her place on the kitchen counter. He wanted to bring her to medical, he really did, but her pleas left him no choice but to bandage her up himself, even if that meant they had to take up residence in the kitchen. 
He takes one of her hands with his, holding it tight enough to clean but loose enough that she still shakes slightly. The alcohol stings, shocking prickles down from her knuckles to her fingertips. Ace doesn't make a sound. 
As Sam dabs antibacterial cream on her wounds, he murmurs the words of a poem, more to the room around them than to himself. Yet, she still finds comfort in the words. They resonate through her bones. 
"In plight of loving you, I bleed, And willingly surrender my self to death. For with death, comes emancipation."
Sam used to repeat the poem to himself during his time overseas, fighting off record wars next to Riley. The poem was Riley's to begin with, whispered from fox holes where they made haphazard repairs to their wings in the middle of fire fights. Sam stole the words from him, and they spoke the poem in tandem; missing their families more than their own words could describe. 
"But my heart is entangled with yours, And so is my life, But I have to depart now."
Sam wraps her knuckles in gauze, winding the white cotton through her fingers and over her palms. His touch is light, her hands still tremble. 
Sam's hands are warm against the dull crust of her broken skin. He touches her so gently, like he might break her open but there is no intent behind his hands on her body. He works on auto piolet, the mentality that has been drilled into him since basic training taking over- fix the injuries and complete the mission. 
"My soul is halfway across the journey, singing joyous melodies. My spirit stays with my heart for a while, Which with both great joy and pain, .. Engage in plucking its biting nails from yours, Before the trinity of me flies away to eternity."
After each of her hands is tended to, Sam pulls out a pack of baby wipes. He takes a few from the package, the plastic rumbling unpleasantly as he does. He carefully lifts her face with two gentle fingertips under her chin. 
They make eye contact for the first time since Ace showed up to the tower. Her eyes are swollen and red ringed. Sam can't help but suck in a breathe at the sight, fighting off a grimace. He carefully dabs at her face, wiping away the crimson that threatens to stain her skin. Ace pulls her bottom lip between he teeth as he presses a bit harder to the corner of her nose.  Ace steals quick glances over the plains of Sam's face, his expression almost non existent. A stoicism carved into his expression, lying just under the skin. 
"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam questions, his eyes firmly on the expanse of her face, avoiding her gaze for both of their benefits. Her eyes trail over the deep lines between his eyebrows. 
"I wish I hit him harder," Ace finally speaks, her voice hoarse. A laugh escapes Sam, a laugh too large; a smirk writing itself across his lips with a shake of his head. The laughter breaks Sam out of his tunnel vision, the world around him slowly easing back in. 
"We don't condone violence as a way of dealing with our emotions, Ace," Sam wipes at the peak of her chin. 
"Bullshit," She scoffs with a quiet voice. 
"Excuse me?" Sam raises a brow at her, moving to wipe down the sleeves of her coat. The dried blood smears.
"You are the goddamn Avengers, you kill people to sort out your problems. I can hit somebody every once in a while," She explains plainly.  
"Just because you can, Ace, doesn't mean that you should. After all, you know what they say about war," She quirks a tired eyebrow his way.
"It just determines who's left standing, making them the victor. They didn't have to be right in the first place," She narrows her brows at him, "You don't have to be right to win the fight, Ace, that's all I'm saying," 
She pulls away from his grasp, the blood smearing down her thumb. 
"You think I won?" Her eyes leave Sam, trailing over her own hands and the blood that stains them. There is dried blood under her fingertips. Usually her stomach would turn at the sight. But now, there is a sick sense of pride swelling in her chest. 
"I don't think anybody won anything," Sam begins. Ace's ego deflates. "I do think Bucky lost the worst out of everyone," 
His words shake Ace to her core. The image of Bucky turning and running from the gym is now seared into the space behind her eyelids. She pushes the heels of her hands into her eyes, pressing down firmly. 
There is blood on her face again, from the cuffs of her jacket. Sam exhales, taking her wrists gently in his hands, pulling them away from her eyes. He dabs at the new crimson skin with a new wet wipe. 
"Where do you think he went?" Ace's voice is small, so small she barely recognizes it herself. 
"There's no telling," Sam exhales a little too hard, "I don't know him like that," 
Sam knows those words were wrong the second they spill from his lips. Ace's brows furrow, expression tightening. 
"I mean, we don't talk about that sort of thing. He's always had Steve for that. Steve comforts him, knows him like the back of his hand. Me? I'm more a thorn in his side. You? Well, you're something else entirely," 
"Something else?" Her voice breaks at the end. 
"An echo of home, and a glimpse at the future all in one," 
Ace wants to press him further, keep Sam talking. Spilling the secrets he doesn't even realize he knows. Maybe that's part of being a superhero, knowing things subconsciously, the deeper parts of the brain working overtime to compensate for everything life throws, every curveball and villain. 
"An echo of home," She whispers to herself, over and over again. Without another word, she pushes herself from atop the table, her feet hitting the ground with a bit too much force. Pins and needles spread throughout her feet, rising up her legs. Each step tingles. 
Sam doesn't stop her, though maybe he should. Maybe he should save her before she gets in too deep, but that's not in his DNA. He's a superhero, a Airman. He is the cleanup crew, the one who comes in after the war as already began. He can't keep one side from charging in, because if he did, there wouldn't be anyone there to save. So, he lets her go, disappearing into the elevator, the yellow of her rain slicker, still slick with blood is the last thing he sees as the doors slide shut. 
"I can't stop your bleeding heart, since my heart's nails were rooted so deeply within yours, neither can I stop your tears from flowing, for it's better your tears flow than your blood drain. since tears cleanse your soul, your heart and your spirit. within you I've departed, but besides you, I'll forever stay," Sam continues. He's only halfway through the poem now, but he doesn't feel the need to finish it. So the words sit heavy in his chest, just waiting to be spoken. 
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Okay pls im just getting into tgcf and the names are soo confusing 😭
Could you pls list tge names of all the important characters with like a short nite on who they are?
Pls?
I don't know more than the white one and the red one plsss
I know the names are confusing! I actually highly recommend you buy at least the first volume of the novel if you're able. It's readily available in English (even the tiny chain bookstore in my small town mall has it stocked). And it has all this information in a glossary in the back. Some of the alternate names for characters are major spoilers, and there's just like...a lot of characters, so I'm not gonna list them all, but I'll do a few:
In short, most characters have a name, a title, and then whatever assorted nicknames other characters give them. And sometimes alternate names for secret identities. I'm assuming here that you're watching the donghua, so I'm mostly talking about characters who have appeared there so far.
Xie Lian - the guy in white. Also called Xianle in heaven (mostly by Jun Wu.) Xianle was the kingdom that Xie Lian was once prince of, and to quote the glossary:
His title Xianle is a multi-layered nickname. "Xianle" is Xie Lian's official heavenly title and also the name of his kingdom. "Xianle" itself can translate to "Heaven's Delight," which ties into Xie Lian's "Four Famous Tales" moniker, "The Prince Who Pleased God." Jun Wu referring to Xie Lian as "Xianle" sounds professional and businesslike on the surface (as Jun Wu generally refers to gods by their heavenly titles only), but it deliberately and not-so-subtly comes across as an affectionate term of endearment.
Basically Jun Wu is calling him his little Meow Meow. 😂
Hua Cheng/San Lang/Crimson Rain Sought Flower - the red guy lmao.
Spoilers below this point!
Feng Xin/General Nan Yang/Nan Feng
and
Mu Qing/General Xuan Zhan/Fu Yao - These are those two guys who follow Xie Lian around complaining in the first season while going by the names Nan Feng and Fu Yao. They're pretending to be sent by the generals, but they actually are the generals in disguise. They're also the guys who Xie Lian dropped a bell on and destroyed the palace of when he reascended at the start of the first season. There's a whole bunch of backstory about the three of them.
Jun Wu/Emperor of Heaven. What it says on the tin. Top dog god.
Ling Wen - tired library lady who surprisingly turns out to be part of a trinity of douchey frat bros alongside Pei Ming and Shi Wudu.
Pei Ming/General Ming Guang - playboy guy who broke that lady's heart in season one and then she turned into a crazy ghost. He's the one who is interrogating Xie Lian about his boyfriend stabbing Pei Ming's great-great-great-great-great-great grandsomething at the start of season 2
Pei Xiu/Little Pei. The aforementioned great-great-great-great-great-great grandsomething
Shi Qingxuan - our beloved gender-bending Wind Master.
Lang Qianqiu/General Tai Hua - that kid sleeping in the meeting at the start of season 2. He's about to get real important. He was also a crown prince before ascending, which is why his servant calls him Taizi Dianxia (big fancy Your Royal Highness kinda title) and makes Xie Lian do that whole sad thing where he looks up and then remembers no one calls him that anymore. 🥺
I mostly get repeatedly confused by Feng Xin and Mu Quing's alternate titles. They're frequently mentioned together and I keep mixing up which general is which and which disguise is which, even though their actual identities are easy to separate lol.
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desertfangs · 9 months
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Love your love for post-canon Armand/Daniel, I’m the same 🫣 In part because I love reading different interpretations of what their relationship is like in the present, what has changed and what has remained the same over the years. It seems like people agree on most things but I love how certain things simply come down to personal interpretation. And look, I know that Anne should’ve included WAY more armandaniel content in the last trilogy but I appreciate the fact that she had a plan in mind for them, or at least a theme: them wanting to spend as much time alone together as possible post-reunion, which is a thing every time their names are mentioned together (them sneaking out in the rain, them wanting to go back to Trinity Gate). They’re in their “run away with me/anytime you want” era and I really love that for them 🫀
I’m so into post-canon Armand and Daniel and I'm so glad you are too! Anne didn’t need to tell me they’d get back together for me to believe they would—I firmly believe they always will, they’re soulmates and two sides of the same weird coin, plus Daniel is Armand’s only fledgling. They have a bond in love and bond in blood. And they’ve always been so absolutely feral for each other. I just can’t imagine them staying apart for long without extenuating circumstances. I believe they’re that couple who will have their periods of being apart (either because they’re doing different things or because they had a fight, lol) but they’ll always come back together. They’re magnetic and they love each other so much.
But I am glad Anne did give us little mentions that they were in fact doing things together and, correct me if I’m wrong, as far as we know Daniel and Armand are living together when the series ends. Which is good enough for me. Of course I would have loved Daniel to get more screen time. I mean aliens are involved! Let the guy talk about that! I want his perspective on that stuff! Or just to be included in the ending because he is such a vital character. He’s the reason the series exists! He’s the one who started it all. I mean, come on! ISTG Anne.
💖💖 THEIR RUN AWAY WITH ME ERA 💖💖 Listen anon, I love that so much I want it on a throw pillow or a t-shirt! 😭😭😭 I’m going to refer to it as that from now on, it’s perfect, no notes. 
I love that you’ve pointed out how they seem to want to be alone together when they are mentioned in the last trilogy. I hadn’t really thought of it that way and now that’s my happy thought. Because it does seem in line with my prevailing in-universe theory for why we don’t get more of them together and that’s because they want their privacy. 
We know Daniel never wanted fame. He published Interview with the Vampire under a pseudonym. I can imagine he was vaguely uncomfortable with his story being out in the world once he realized people he knew might find it. (Which is a funny thought given how eagerly he devoured Armand’s story in TVL but like.. I don’t blame him there.) 
But also Armand and Daniel have been through a lot. Armand tried to end his life and has had to spend time recovering and then got saddled with two kids because Marius thought it would tether him to the world. Daniel thought Armand had died and he’d lost him and went mad for a while. Like they’ve been through some shit. I can absolutely see them deciding that they want some space and for their story to be kept off the published pages of Lestat’s books as much as possible and Lestat acquiescing because he clearly does love Armand. 
If they want some peace and their time together left out of the books, if they want to disappear together or run off alone for long periods, or even just sneak off to Paris when they’re at Court, or hole up alone in Trinity Gate with a “No Vacancy” sign on the door, frankly that’s beautiful and they deserve it. I love that for them.
Thank you so much for the ask! 💖💖 I’ve had a horrible week and this has greatly improved my night. I hope I wasn’t too rambly, my brain is very fried. 
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cassiecasyl · 6 months
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to hold close our destiny nigh
hello everyone!! as promised, new gomens fic! :3 This chapter doubles as a birthday gift to the lovely @aixabi, pls show them some love <3333
Read Part 1: can we talk about this later (your voice is driving me insane) on Ao3 now!!!
(fic title from Thor by The Mechanisms; chapter title from Be Nice To Me by The Front Bottoms)
Excerpt:
Crowley hissed at the constant pitter-patter of rain. It was relentlessly drumming on his head, on his heart, and on his body. The wicked trinity, they thought, but closed their eyes against the ache rather than managing a smile. His eyes had only been slits before, any little light reflected in the waters too bright for his bruised senses. But, he supposed, he could just as well sleep. They were so, so tired, and he hoped that maybe that was enough to conquer the rain and drift off regardless. Gloomily, they coiled together closer. The Bentley hummed slightly as it turned up the heat to the best of its abilities, but the demon was too fatigued to yell at their metal companion, or even just reprimand it. The car had long since given up on playing any music.
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