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allyouneedisbuck · 3 years

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when my time comes around (lay me gently in the cold, dark earth)

summary -> bucky wasn’t perfect, but he was a good man.

words -> 1.4k

warnings -> MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, dealing with said death, religious themes, google translate russian (roughly translates to love of my life) spoiler he doesn’t come back to life

notes -> sometimes… when you’re stressed, you write angst. after this piece it will most likely be awhile as i focus on much longer pieces i desperately want to finish. title from work song by hozier….love of my life…. hozier if ur out there im free everyday for u

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It’s like cold has washed over you permanently. Which, well, which is a sick sense of irony when you think too hard about it.

He was here one minute and gone the next. Bucky was here, laughing by your side and pulling you close to press kisses against your cheeks one day and the next you were falling to your knees with Sam’s arms trying to hold you up.

How could he just leave? Just die?

It’s like ghosts are phasing through you over and over and over again. Flashes of cold mixed with burns that leave your skin tingling.

How could Bucky leave you?

“Promise me.” You whisper into the night. Bucky’s hand is intertwined with yours. So tight you think you may lose circulation but you don’t care. “You and me. Forever.”

“I promise.” Bucky’s knuckle grazes your cheekbone. You lean into his touch. “Nothing is keeping me from coming home to you, my love.”

Did a promise count as kept if he came home in a casket?

His funeral is on a Friday in the middle of fall. Leaves are brown, orange, red and scattered across the grass you walk across. They crunch under each step, you grimace every-time. Sam’s hand is intertwined with yours, Sarah and her boys trailing behind you two.

You don’t listen to what anyone says. All you can think of is Bucky not being the one by your side.

“Bucky’s fiancée is going to say a few words.” You think it’s odd that you’ve gotten a priest. Bucky had been through so much, what person comes out the other side believing in a just God who put them through hell? “Please.” He steps aside, your train of thought cut short.

“What do you think happens when you die?” Bucky asks so quietly you almost don’t hear him. “Do you… Do you believe on heaven?”

You turn to look at him with furrowed brows. “Do you?”

“I don’t know.” He won’t look at you. Bucky’s eyes are stuck to your ceiling fan as his fingers tap anxiously against his stomach. “Even if I did, I don’t think I’d be there.”

It’s a small crowd. You supposes that’s not surprising. Those who knew Bucky before Hydra were dead, Steve was gone. T’Challa is here though. Shuri too. Grim looks on their faces as they come to stand beside Sam while you step forward to make your speech.

You open your mouth, but no words come out. The speech you’ve written is held so tightly in between your fingers that it rips. You flinch at the sound a jarring reminder that Bucky had always been the one to unravel your tightly wound fists when the stress became too much. That he would no longer be able to do so.

Who would now?

Your eyes trail over the casket, an American flag draped over it, and you laugh. A hysterical fit of laughter that has people looking around uncomfortably.

“How does a man live through one of the worst wars the world has even seen just to…” You trail off. Tears are burning in your eyes and you can’t care enough to force them back. “Bucky Barnes was a good man. He wanted to right his wrongs in the world.”

You crumple the pre-written speech up entirely. “He wasn’t perfect. He… He never made his side of the bed. He always left his shoes lying around for me to trip on. Then laughed about it,” you smile grimly at the memory.

“Bucky!” You groan as you cradle your knee close to your chest. You can feel the throbbing pain of what no doubt will be a gigantic bruise across you knee cap.

He looks over his shoulder from the couch to stare at where you’ve fallen in the entry hallway. You glare as amusement dances in his eyes. “Yes, любовь всей моей жизни?”

“Don’t try and sweet talk me.” You can’t stop the smile as you climb to your feet. “It won’t work. How many times have I told you to put your shoes away? I didn’t build the shoe rack for nothing.”

Bucky laughs brightly. He walks over to you with a big smile that you know will kill your anger within minutes. “Brat.” Your murmur as his arms wrap around you.

You glance down at your feet. “He didn’t believe in separating colors so our laundry always had color bleeds.” You swallow thickly. “He broke promises. He… He was supposed to come home. He promised to come home.” Your voice is choked up and tears stream down your cheeks.

“But he was good.” You force out. “He once asked me if I believed in heaven or hell and I… I still don’t know the answer,” you glance at the priest, who just looks at you with pity, “but I do know Bucky was good to his core and whatever there is after death, he’s in a good place. I hope you all find comfort in that.”

As you step back into Sam’s space, soldiers step forward. It had been Sam’s idea to give him a veteran’s honor funeral.

You can’t say thank you when they hand over the folded flag because your legs give out underneath you. It’s like the flag being placed in your hands made it all official.

You crash to the ground, the leaves screech underneath your knees and the wet grass soaks through your black clothing but nothing matters. Not when Bucky was being lowered six feet into the ground and you were still waiting for it all to be a joke.

“Breathe.” Sam says softly as he kneels down beside you. It’s impossible though, all that comes out are choked breaths and sniffles as you clutch the flag close to your chest. “You’re okay. Breathe.” He tries again, rubbing a hand up and down your back.

“Marry me.” Bucky blurts. It’s three in the morning and you should both be asleep, but it was hard when each episode ended on a cliff hanger. You laugh, and Bucky shakes his head with a smile. “I’m serious, marry me.”

Your heart nearly stops. “W…What?”

“I was going to,” Bucky rummages through his nightstand drawer as he speaks, “do this later. At dinner or the park, but this… This feels right - ah hah! - So, marry me?”

He turns to you with a ring in hand. Your mouth falls open in shock while he grins smugly.

“любовь всей моей жизни.” Bucky murmurs when you don’t respond right away. There are small ticks of nervousness, the way he vibranium fingers clench and unclench or the small smile that overtakes his smug grin. “Marry me?”

Like you would ever say no.

You visit all the time. Your therapist says however you want to grieve is okay. Nobody can judge you, but you can sense visiting him everyday doesn’t help you move on. Could you ever really move on though? Bucky was a piece of you, a part that you would never get back.

“I miss you everyday.” You whisper. “Not a day goes by that I don’t wake up and for a brief second look for you then realize…” You fiddle with the ring still on your left hand. “I’m doing better though. I… I’m working again. Sam and I go out to dinner once a week. I’m trying. I know you would’ve wanted me to try, so that’s what I’m doing.”

“I love you.” You say softly. “любовь всей моей жизни.”

You stand hastily wiping the tears off of your cheek, the metal now glaringly absent from your hand.

All that’s left of Bucky Barnes is a headstone surrounded by flowers, a flag and a diamond ring.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Here Lies James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Sergeant 107th

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎WWII

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Prisoner of War

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Beloved son, brother, friend and partner.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Not perfect, but good.

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notes -> this is bad i’m just bleh. i forgot how rough school and work was because i was lucky enough to not have to work last semester. have a safe week 💗

#james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes #tw death

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dvlphine · 4 years

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me watching pouring rain outside : delphine angy !

n e ways HEWWO 🥺 it is i , ellie , ur local cryptid , n here is my newest luvie delphine , or delphi , etc. ....... whatever u fancy !

OVERVIEW ♡

°✧｡× : ( roh jisun + cis female + she/her ) ─── oh, look, i’m pretty sure that’s DELPHINE SUH ! you know, the TWENTY-ONE year old harvest sprite ? they’re a WATER SPRITE, by the look of them. a bunch of them were helping to welcome new residents, and i’m pretty sure i heard that one say they might also work part - time as a LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER, but i could have heard wrong. well, regardless of that, i’m almost certain that they ARE NOT loyal to the harvest goddess, which explains why they’re so UNINHIBITED and RESILIENT, but can also be a bit MISCHIEVOUS and EGOCENTRIC. whether they want to revive the goddess or not, if you need them i’m pretty sure you can find them at ROSE PEAK most often ! murky water concealing what’s underneath, a pretty grin capable of striking fear into one’s soul, unrepeatable whispers floating through the quiet ! ✧ ( ellie , 20 , she/her , est )

STATS ♡

full name: delphine suh age: 21 birthday: may 20 star sign: taurus gender: cis female sexual orientation: bisexual hair color: brown to teal ombre height: 5′2″

HISTORY ♡

so ofc , delphine is born out of pure love and devotion , as all sprites are , but that love & devotion doesn’t last ..........

her mom’s a sun sprite & her dad a water sprite ....... despite taking after her dad element-wise, delphine takes after her mom in some other ways which i’ll expand on ! mfkdmsk

so during her younger years, delphine’s parents were always quarreling , whether it was about small things like the weather or big things like the harvest goddess ! when delphi was born , her mom was loyal to the goddess , but after a few years of being settled down in roselake and raising a family , she realized she wanted more .. she wanted to travel & live like a normal human did

ofc her dad was like ‘no!! our duty is 2 stay here’ but her dad was quite a timid character compared to her mom’s outspoken-ness n so when delphi’s 15 her mom leaves the island for the first time .......

she’s gone for just a little bit & she comes back & is visibly happier & delphine naively thinks that maybe things can work out this way , with her mom coming & going occasionally but everything remaining the same other than that

... it doesn’t . her mom comes back one day & says she’s leaving for good .. she’s gonna become a human & everything

once it’s all done delphine goes back to their cottage w/ her dad still processing ...... but the minute she’s done she explodes at her dad , asking him why he didn’t get her to stay .. she leaves , & 6 months later she hasn’t been back since

PERSONALITY + TIDBITS ♡

p new at being a lighthouse keeper ...... keeper-in-training if u will ....... she didn’t start spending all her time at rose peak until after her mom left so after a couple months of spending all her time sulking there she was like might as well do SOMETHING productive .. but i’m still gnna sulk . MFKSDM

luvs the aura the lighthouse gives off esp. when it rains/storms ( she’s like bleh the sun ....... MFKDSM ) .. loves jus traipsing around there n the shore like the mysterious emo she is

lil bit nocturnal bc of her job .. she’ll like invite people over during the night but try 2 scare them when they arrive 😔 doesn’t get much sleep n so i’d say u can find her during the day half the time .. the other half u’ll have 2 drag her out of bed n she’ll spend the rest of the day looking like a sleepy bby !

loves using ( abusing ? ) her powers but isn’t loyal to the harvest goddess ..... jus doesn’t think she’s All That u kno she Also blames her for her mom & is like ‘if everywhere else is doing just fine w/out the goddess ....... why do we need her .........’

so yea i wanted 2 make her .. fallen angel-esque but she hasn’t y’know received consequences for her actions just yet .. although her powers are def not where they used to be ( partly jus due to the goddess dying ) but don’t bring it up to her or she’ll drench u with water :/

it’s uhh kinda good that her powers r weak atm bc she’s a lil power-hungry :/ n control ? what’s that she asks ? she loves 2 lose it but at the same time she doesn’t want anyone else 2 hav control over her .. if she gives it 2 u for even a short bit consider urself v special ......

her empathy ..... deeply hidden but its There

still has a Lot of unresolved feelings revolving around her parents so sometimes she can jus be a lil ball of angst n anger bc of that .... she doesn’t wanna be like her mom bc she hates her ....... but maybe she does wanna be like her ? she’s jus confused , doesn’t know how to cope

thrives on chaos ........... she loves the distraction so will do whatever to create more , whether it’s manipulating the weather or jus creating rumors to tell about people ! MFKDSM

that bi who’s soft around any + all girls but likes 2 mess with/boss around men .. plot ideas ! MFKDSM

[nsfw] typically tops but open 2 switching if u ask ...... she’s a brat as a bottom though :/ MFKDSM

probs more but i’ll end it there for now 🥺

CONNECTIONS ♡

friends ! some people who have gotten past her mysterious creepy exterior ....... she’s actually v motherly/caring over the ppl she likes ..... maybe has a bff that knows everything abt her .. maybe a friend she’s like siblings w/ .. maybe a childhood friend that it’s awkward w/ now .. not Super cuddly but will play with hair or hold a hand .. 🥺 MFKDSM

fwbs ! i imagine she’d have at least a couple since she’s not rlly for the idea of settling down w/ sumone .......... like at all actually ......... MSDJKLJLS but the variety we cld have ... mayb there r feelings n jealousy ...... mayb they’re chill n actually wholesome friends ..... up 2 our muses !

exes ! a couple she had back in the day .... ended on good terms or bad terms !

enemies ! i could see this possibly going towards a loyal sprite who jus can’t believe what she’s doing .. or maybe she told a lie about someone to cause a ruckus & now they dislike her for valid reasons ! MKMSDKM also enemies w/ benefits ? hell o

+ more ! that will be thought up during plotting FMDKSM

feel free to message me on discord if u like or i’ll put up a plotting call ! but if neither of those are your fancy u can simply like this n ill im u ♡

#wisteria.intro #003. ––––––– // * 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓹𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽.#so late but we got there 🥺

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artificialqueens · 6 years

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Here I Go Again! (Group Fic) - Chapter Five - pureCAMP

A/N - the end is here! kinda. not really. epilogue to come lmao, i hope u have enjoyed this ride!! im sick bleh :(

Outside the chapel, Trixie was beginning to panic. All of the guests had arrived and were seated - even all three dads, who she’d managed to quietly lie to that she’d decided it was perhaps easier for her mom to give her away - but her mom was nowhere to be seen. Of course, Trixie knew she was probably finishing up in the courtyard, but that didn’t stop her from worrying. It was her wedding day and she was downright jittery.

Beneath the jitters, though, she was completely excited. No one had allowed her even the slightest glimpse of Brian, insisting that it was bad luck. Even Jinkx had said it was bad luck, and that it would be ‘very Greek’ for something odd to go wrong. Mostly out of nervousness, she’d listened, letting her excitement build up.

Just through the wall she was leaning against, was her soon-to-be husband, smartly dressed and handsome in his suit. The beginning of the rest of her life was encroaching like the flowers in spring, opening out into something truly beautiful. Despite her wedding worries, as she watched the sun hovering low in the sky, ready to sink in a few hours, she felt safe and relaxed. Whatever happened would happen. Whatever consequences of her impulsive actions there were, it didn’t matter. Today was her day.

“Trixie!” Naomi squeaked, running as best as she could in her bridesmaid dress. “It’s okay! She’s here!”

Trixie nearly melted with her sigh of relief. Sure enough, Sharon appeared at the top of the cliff, smiling wearily. Her eyes were rimmed red, bits of her updo falling around her face, but she looked unbelievably beautiful. Trixie wished that her mom saw what she did.

“Sorry, my sweetpea.” She apologised, pulling Trixie into a hug. “I’m not as young as I used to be. I’m here now.”

It was an excuse, and Trixie knew it. Her mom always talked about being old and fragile, but she was as dramatic as Trixie; she was only in her late thirties, and Trixie knew she was agile from the sheer amount of work she did on a daily basis. Still, something in her mom’s eyes told her that whilst it was a lie, the truth was hurting her. Trixie let it slide.

“Let’s go.” She whispered.

The bridesmaids filtered in first. Naomi walked with Karl, who curiously only seemed to have eyes for Raja on the front row. Kim was left with Joshua, who was sweet, one of Brian’s best friends, but a little obnoxious at times. Trixie could hear the soft music being played on the piano, and grasped at Sharon’s arm. Her mom nodded.

“You can do this. Good luck.”

Stepping inside felt incredible. Everyone rose from their seats, quietly gasping and cooing at her beautiful dress. Trixie, however, only had eyes for her groom at the head of the chapel. He was fiddling self-consciously with his suit, his face positively lighting up at Trixie’s arrival. She smiled widely at him, her eyes quickly casting around the room. Justin, Jaremi and Willam were all sat on different rows, wedged in wherever there was a bit of space. She felt bad for having to reject them, for ultimately deciding that really, she didn’t need them to give her away, but it was for the best. At the end of the day, whoever he was, her dad was attending her wedding. That was all that mattered.

It was relieving, actually. When Trixie invited them, she knew she wouldn’t have much time to get to know any of them. Pressure had been mounting ever since each of them had offered, and she was glad to be rid of that stress. Willam was funny, Justin was sweet, and she had hardly spoken to Jaremi - but the person she valued most was the person who deserved to give her away. It had to go full circle, so she had to choose her mom.

As the soft piano music ceased, the minister gestured for everyone to sit. With a proud smile, Sharon squeezed Trixie’s arm and took her seat, leaving her stood at the altar. Brian took her hand, murmuring “Wow!” repeatedly under his breath. Trixie fought to hold back her giggles. He always had a way of making her feel the most beautiful, even when she was already regarded as pretty. Everyone in the room thought she looked stunning, but Brian’s view of her made everyone else’s seem ugly. His eyes were filled with adoration.

“Welcome to Trixie and Brian, and to all their friends and family who have arrived today to witness the union of these two souls.” The minister spoke pleasantly. “It is always a blessed occasion when two families meet and become united through love, so for this reason I would also like to extend a warm welcome to Sharon, who represents Trixie’s family.”

Trixie turned, grinning happily at her mom. Clearly, the greeting had been a little unexpected, because Sharon blushed deeply and nodded, sinking down in her seat. Brian reached over and squeezed her hand, pulling her back into the ceremony.

The minister opened his mouth to speak again, but was cut off.

“A-And welcome to Trixie’s dad.” Sharon stood up, sending gasps across the chapel. “I… Trixie, he is here. I shouldn’t have lied.”

Trixie’s heart nearly stopped beating altogether then and there. The very last thing she had expected was for her mom to interject and reveal the truth. In fact, as she waited for her to reach the top of the cliff, she’d made her plan. After the wedding, she would confess why Sharon’s ex-lovers were mysteriously on the island at the time of her wedding. Of course, she would have to be forgiven as it was her wedding day, and then all would be well.

That plan had gone out of the window.

Whispers rippled throughout the pews. Trixie could see all three men shifting in their seats, unsure of the next move. Even Trixie herself wasn’t sure what was going to happen. She clutched Brian’s hand tightly.

“I know.” She answered, shocking herself. “I invited him here.”

Sharon looked like she was about to choke as louder gasps came from the wedding guests. For a few heart-stopping moments, she was silent, her mouth open with no words coming out.

“But… But you can’t have!” Sharon looked dumbfounded. “I don’t know which one it is!”

Then, like someone had pulled a trigger, her eyes widened with recognition. She let out a shaky gasp as though she’d been hit.

“Oh my god!” She nearly screamed, her voice several octaves higher than usual. At this new revelation, utter chaos broke out amongst the guests. Trixie’s dads were looking confused as they tried to gauge the situation whilst the rest of the guests gossiped, utterly scandalized.

Somewhere nearby, Trixie heard Jinkx murmur something about how typical it was, to wait twenty years for a dad and ending up with three. Under usual circumstances she would’ve laughed, but she couldn’t. The truth was coming out and Trixie didn’t know what to do.

“The diary, the diary!” Sharon half-whispered, mortified. “You invited them… that’s why they’re here!”

Shaking as though she were about to pass out, she clung to the arm of her chair. Raja pulled her down so she could sit, supported, and gestured for the wedding to continue as she calmed Sharon down. Somewhat reluctantly, Trixie faced the minister again - avoiding Brian’s eyes. She was sure he was staring at her, wondering what the fuck she’d done.

“Now,” He continued, looking slightly uncomfortable, “The commitment that this couple are about to make is a serious one. They will promise to love-”

“Hold on.” Another voice interrupted. Everyone turned to face the speaker, and Trixie’s heart rate quickened as her eyes fell on Justin, who had stood up.

“Let me see if I’m getting this right. Trixie could be my daughter - or she could be Jaremi’s, or Willam’s?”

Sharon rose to her feet instantly, her face fragile but her voice defensive. “Yes. That’s right. But I wouldn’t go getting on your high horse, sir. I wasn’t the one who had a love affair despite having a fiancée waiting for me at home.”

Justin hung his head. “I didn’t marry her. I couldn’t, because she wasn’t you.”

As shocked as everyone else in the room, Trixie moved away from the altar to stand next to her mom. It was clear by her trembling hands and the delicacy of the mask on her face that she needed support.

“O-Oh.” Sharon stammered, before shaking her head and changing her tone. “R-Regardless, I don’t need to justify myself to you.” She added snippily. “But Trixie, sweetheart… can you forgive me? For not knowing?”

Trixie threw her arms around her mom, hugging her tightly. With everything that she’d put her angel of a mom through, the very least she could do was remind her just how much she loved her. She’d been angry, but the realization had come at the perfect time. She didn’t need a dad, didn’t need to resent her mom. She’d been blessed with the world’s best parent all along.

“Mom!” She said. “I could never hold this against you. I don’t care if you’ve slept with millions of guys! You’re my mom. You made me who I am today.”

Sharon’s eyes filled with tears. She clung to Trixie for an extra moment before letting go, mouthing her thanks. Thankfully, the guests had settled, and had stopped gossiping about the three potential dads in order to appreciate the mother-daughter affection they were now witnessing.

This had to be the most eventful wedding of all time, Trixie thought.

“I, uh…” Sharon addressed the room, her face suddenly crimson. “I haven’t slept with millions of men.”

Jinkx cackled. “Not yet!”

At the back, Justin grinned and wolf-whistled. Trixie giggled.

“Okay…” The minister spoke under his breath, seemingly perturbed. “Right. So. They will promise to love and cherish one another for the rest of their lives, whatever may happen in those coming years. Though it may be difficult, these two will promise-”

Willam stood up. “So, can I claim a third? I feel like a third is pretty good, all things considered. Trix is an awesome kid. Girl, if you ever need a place to stay in LA, I’m your man.”

“He’s right.” Jaremi butted in. “I don’t know her very well, and Sharon - I haven’t seen you in twenty years. But I’m happy with a third.”

Sharon rolled her eyes. “I…”

Justin grinned a second time, raising his hand. “I’m also happy with a third. Trixie’s an incredible young woman, and I’m proud to be able to associate with her in any way at all.”

All of the interruptions finally aside, the wedding went on. As the minister spoke, Trixie zoned out. She didn’t really care about his ramblings about God, or commitments, or love. All she was here to do was say two words, sign a document, and then leave to begin the rest of her life.

Still, it was customary to listen to the droning on and on at a wedding, so she did her best. Most of it, she spent sending looks at Brian, trying to communicate purely through looks. Trixie wasn’t sure how to convey ‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I tried and failed to find my dad by inviting three potentials to our wedding and now they’ve caused a bit of a stir and distressed mom’, but she tried regardless. Later, she would give him the proper story, along with a heartfelt apology to her mom. For now, she just needed to get through the boring part.

“Now,” The minister’s tone changed, causing Trixie to pay attention once again. “Do you, Brian McCook take Trixie Needles to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

Brian smiled, his eyes full of love. “I-”

“Don’t.” Trixie interjected. This time, the chapel reacted wildly.

“Babe!” Brian exclaimed, his brow furrowed. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

Trixie smiled calmly. “I’m fine. I’m great, actually. I’m young. We’re young. You don’t want to get married, why don’t we just wait?”

Brian frowned. “Are you sure of what you’re saying? Trixie, you wanted this!”

“I didn’t know what I wanted.” Trixie told him, facing everyone else. “I didn’t know anything. But now I do. Brian, I love you so much. We don’t need to get married yet, I know you don’t want to. We can take it easy, go and see the world like we planned. I love you, and you love me, and - maybe the time will be right in a few years! We don’t have to rush.”

It felt good to let it all out. The thoughts had only just come to her, but she knew in that moment that it was right. She had wanted to get married, before. But she was realizing lots of truths; one of the truths being that love can wait. She didn’t need a white dress and a ring to prove she loved Brian. Memories of time spent together meant more than any piece of jewelry ever could.

“I love you.” Brian told her, pulling her into a passionate kiss. Trixie leaned into him, smiling against his lips, her hands draped over his shoulders. Around them, the guests of the wedding had all stood up, cheering and clapping and celebrating despite the lack of matrimonial union.

Trixie stayed wrapped in Brian’s arms when they broke the kiss, elated with happiness.The guests were chaotic in the best kind of way, but the minister didn’t seem to know what was happening.

Me neither, she thought.

“I take it the wedding is cancelled, Sharon?” He asked nervously.

Sharon shrugged, shaking her head. “I don’t know! I don’t know what the fuck is happening right now!”

Justin started to pick his way through the congregation of people who were all stood celebrating at the very back of the chapel, and emerged at the front. The aisle was clear, with only Trixie, Brian, Sharon, Jinkx and Raja still at the altar and front row. There was nothing to separate any of them.

“It’s a shame to waste a wedding.” Justin announced, silencing everyone. Trixie followed his gaze, squeezing Brian’s hand when she realized it was fixed on her mom.

Sharon coughed, holding her head in the air. “Well. It’s not like it matters.”

“Why waste it?” Justin responded. “How about it, Needles?”

He got to one knee.

Trixie squealed excitedly, along with everyone else, and rushed to stand next to her mom. Between her, Raja and Jinkx, they attempted to push Sharon towards him, but she was having none of it.

“This is crazy!” She exclaimed. “This has to be the stupidest thing you’ve ever suggested since - since-”

He smiled teasingly. “Since I dared you to skinny-dip with me at midnight?”

Sharon threw her hands in the air. “Yes! No! God, it was fucking freezing, and you knew my mother was waiting for me and that someone was gonna catch us and yet-”

“You still did it.” Justin reminded her. “You still said yes.”

Sharon snorted. “I was eighteen.”

“And now you’re thirty eight.” Justin shrugged. “Why does that matter?”

“Because-!”

“I can’t conceal it, Sharon.” Justin said, producing a ring from his pocket. “Don’t you feel it? You love me too, you can’t deny it. Well?”

Trixie’s voice was the first of many. She clutched Sharon’s shoulders, bouncing excitedly.

“Say I do!” She urged. “Come on! I do!”

“Go on, Sharon!”

“Say it!”

“Tell him I do!”

“Just try it!”

“I do!”

Sharon’s voice sent everyone reeling. As soon as she’d spoken, her eyes went wide and her skin blushed fiercely. “I do? I… I do! I do!”

The group of women behind her nearly toppled Sharon in their attempt to push the pair closer. Justin walked forwards of his own accord, the two meeting in the middle. For a tense moment, nothing happened. Trixie held her breath.

“Twenty years hasn’t changed you, Sharon Needles.” Justin grinned. “Does this satisfy you?”

She squealed again as Justin took her mom’s hand, kissing it before sliding the ring onto her finger. Trixie crept up from behind, setting her veil onto Sharon’s head, and ran back to hug Brian.

The wedding hadn’t exactly gone to plan, but Trixie couldn’t have expected an outcome any better than this one. It had become increasingly clear to her through Sharon’s diary, Justin’s behaviour and their body language together that there was clearly still feelings between them. Twenty years apart, twenty years of heartbreak and resentment and unresolved tension, was finally reaching a climax.

Soon enough, Trixie had secured her veil properly onto her mom’s head, claiming she didn’t need it anymore, and had taken her space at the front of the chapel to watch the ceremony. Luckily for everyone, it was incredibly quick, as most of it had already been completed earlier.

“Do you, Justin Andrew Honard, take Sharon Needles to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

Justin’s face was inches from Sharon’s, his smile bright. “I do.”

“And do you, Sharon Needles, take Justin Andrew Honard to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

Sharon was laughing incredulously. “Oh my god… I do.”

“Then I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

Taking everyone by surprise, Justin dipped Sharon to the ground, holding her tight so she wouldn’t fall. Her arms came up around his neck, her eyes fluttering shut in bliss. And it just… happened, just like that.

—

Just after dusk, when the sky was a happy marriage of inky black and blushing mauve, was the perfect time for a reception, Trixie decided. Beneath the blossoming trees, the tables were laid out in the courtyard, lit with softly flickering candles. The only sounds that could be heard was the gentle scraping of cutlery against plates, soft murmuring of the guests, and the waves crashing in on the shore in the distance. The air felt magical.

Trixie was seated next to her mom, with Brian the other side of her. Both of them had laughed as they expressed their gratefulness that the wedding hadn’t gone ahead after all. It was strangely scary and stressful to stand in front of everyone whilst they were so young, but they also both agreed that the ceremony hadn’t gone to waste at all. Trixie had always thought her mom was beautiful, ever since she was a child, but beautiful didn’t seem to cover it anymore. She was radiant, glowing with youth and happiness. Her eyes sparkled happily with new life and new love. Her laugh was a screechy, high-pitched cackle at every single one of Justin’s jokes.

“Remember when we got caught?” Sharon was giggling. “Raja and Jinkx…”

Justin spluttered a laugh. “Oh my god. We told them I was helping you remove your makeup…”

“Well, you were.” Sharon shrugged, then cackled. “Oh wow! This is… this is something.”

Justin grinned. “Does it ever hit you that any of these funny memories we have could’ve been the night you conceived Trix?”

Sharon nodded. “Oh my god! For all we know it could’ve been the first night!”

Trixie laughed and nudged her. “Mom, let’s not do this guessing game again. We’ll never figure it out.”

After the celebrations, when Trixie had one precious moment alone with her mom, she confessed everything in full - the diary, the letters, her hopes that something good would come of it. Sharon had filled her in with the bits that the diary missed, mirroring Trixie’s honesty. At the end of it all, they’d reconciled with a teary hug.

“That’s true,” Sharon agreed, her features gentle in the candlelight. One of her hands was entwined with Justin’s. “Still, the day I found out about you, my heart kind of just told me that it was Justin. That’s what I told Jinkx and Raja, anyway. Could be totally wrong.”

Justin seemed flattered. “I don’t mind.”

Sharon softened. “Me neither.”

Brian leant over to Trixie. “I can’t believe this. Your mom is whipped.”

“I can hear you, McCook, and I’m not afraid to beat your ass.” Sharon retorted, but there was no malice in her tone.

Brian shrugged. “I’d go after Karl, not me. He’s been making eyes at Raja all evening.”

Gasping, Trixie peered over the tables to see if she could spot him. She found the telltale streak of blonde amongst his black hair and watched as he winked and mouthed ‘Call me’ in Raja’s general direction.

“I don’t know which one I feel more sorry for.” She commented. “Raja for being chased by Karl of all maniacs, or Karl for trying to get with Raja of all cougars.”

Before she could continue her analysis of Karl’s misplaced crush, the gentle tapping on glass that silenced the guests stopped her. Her heart swelled as Justin stood, his eyes hardly leaving Sharon the whole time.

“Thank you all so much for… sticking around through this rollercoaster of a day. I don’t think any of us expected it to end like this.”

Everyone laughed.

“But I’m glad it did.” He continued. “And I won’t bore you for too long, but I just have a little something to say.”

Trixie’s eyes flitted over towards her mom. Sharon was sat with her face resting on one of her hands, her fingers curled around a glass of champagne, her eyes filled with love as she gazed up at Justin. She looked at him as though he’d hung the moon and stars in the sky just for her.

“Twenty one years ago, I met the woman of my dreams. She was pretty, yes, and funny, and musical, but most of all she was feisty and powerful. I knew she’d be the death of me, and she really was. Unfortunately, time, circumstance and my stupid mistakes kept us apart. But even after I was gone, she stayed with me. She was all I could think about.”

“Whether or not I was the one who gave her Trixie, whether or not it was my name she cursed when everything became too much, I just never stopped loving her, and I never will. So here’s to us.” He raised his glass of champagne, prompting everyone to do the same. “Still in love after all these years, and not too old for sex.”

Jinkx and Raja drummed on the table, whooping and wolf-whistling at the last part as Sharon burst into laughter. Everyone toasted to the couple, smiles on their faces.

“Eh, he’s not wrong, Trix!” Jinkx leant over the table to reach Trixie, clearly a little wine-drunk.

Raja joined her, in the same state. “Yeah! Maybe soon you could have a brother or a sister!”

Trixie batted them away, giggling. “Eww, Aunty Raja! Don’t be gross!”

“It’s possible!” Jinkx defended her, cackling madly. “And at least this time she’ll know the father!”

“Ew!” Trixie said again. “That’s my mom you’re talking about!”

“Darling,” Raja told her. “As a best friend, it’s our job to taint and disgust you purely because you’re Sharon’s daughter, and we’re her friends. It’s just how the world works!”

Sharon turned away from Justin. “And as a mom, it’s my job to stop you. Trix, cover your ears, sweetheart. Don’t listen to these rotted old whores talking about my fucking fertility.”

“I won’t.” She promised.

As the tables started to talk again, Sharon took Trixie’s hand. “Did you open that envelope yet?”

Trixie shook her head. It was in her purse, though she’d forgotten all about it. As much as she enjoyed the old wedding traditions, she failed to see the relevance of the blue envelope.

“Open it.” Sharon urged quietly.

Out of all of the things Trixie had guessed might be inside, she hadn’t expected a cheque for a ridiculously large amount of money. Caught unawares, her jaw dropped to the floor.

“Willam gave this to me.” Sharon told her, her voice low. “I thought you could use it instead. Take it travelling with you.”

Trixie wanted to cry. Her entire life she’d been acutely aware of a struggle for money - it was common knowledge that Sharon struggled to put food on the table and buy new clothes and pay the mortgage and finance her business. Yet even now, with a sum of money that could solve that decades-long issue, she wouldn’t keep it.

“But mom, think of what this could do for the hotel!” She insisted.

Sharon took Trixie’s hand. “I don’t need it. Justin has worked in marketing before, he’s going to put this place on the line.”

“Online.” Trixie corrected.

“Yeah, that.” Sharon said. “It’ll help attract some tourists, and I can use that money to make my repairs and replacements. In the meantime, you deserve to live and be young. The money’s yours.”

Trixie threw her arms around her. “Mom, I love you so much. Thank you.”

#purecamp #here i go again #sharon needles #trixie mattel #katya zamolodchikova #alaska thunderfuck #jinkx monsoon #raja gemini #willam belli #phi phi o'hara #rpdr fanfiction #submission #m/f au #mamma mia au

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3inghao · 7 years

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crush anon here and AHHHHH I DONT KNOW WHATS GOING ON bc i feel like out of all of us we have the weirdest (?) relationship bc we dont even have each other on social media or each others numbers and like again im still not in their group chat?? only me and my other suitemate (the other asian girl) arent in the group chat??? which is like,, really weird bc they mention it a lot but theyve never made any moves to add (1/15)

us to the group chat and like thats not really something you can just like,, ask to join,,, and so they all hang out and grab meals together or whatever and idk i guess its just bc they dont have as much schoolwork i guess?? and my roommate and him are both film majors so they have similar classes and i guess i just havent had that many opportunities to hang out otherwise?? but like ive only seen him once since drunk (2/15)

night and it was yesterday and it was because he was downstairs in the dance room of our hall taking pictures of three of the girls from our friend group for his hw and after theywere done they just came up toour room and hung out and like ,, i wanted to talk to him more but then my friend started swiping through her tinder and so he started to swipe through his and then my roommate and her started doing the matches (3/15)

on tinder for him and it was like,, they were judging the girls as they went by like ‘oh shes cute’ or ‘oh my god shes so weird’ and it was mostly them but i felt really uncomfortable bc they were all like attractive girls and i was like ahh,,, i guess theres me the potato ,, and like i dont want my friends to know i like him either bc 1. theyd all think its like the worst idea in the world bc everyone knows how much of a player he is (4/15)

2. i still dont know if my roommates into him and 3. i still dont really know him super well and it would just be so weird for the friend group?? dating within the friend group would be a terrrrrrible idea too,,, and like im so confused about what to do but one thing i do know is that i will never tell the friend group at least until i get closer to them and him.. and even so i dont think he likes me,, although i do think hes intrigued by me,, (5/15)

if that makes any kind of sense at all… i know hes actively trying to hook up/date other girls bc of the whole tinder incident and also the other guy friend in our friend group (went to hs with x) told us that he was trying to get with this british girl he met in an elevator bc she was super pretty (and again when i say super pretty i mean it bc the girls they were swiping left on tinder were all so pretty too ????) but yeah i just felt my (6/15)

stomach drop when i heard that bc i knew what kind of guy he was even before i had a crush on him but i cant help but feel so terrible whenever stuff like that happens.. and yet at the same time i feel like our dynamic is different anyways?? like idk if this makes sense but you know when you can just feel like theres something more to your relationship with a person?? like idk this might just be me projecting my delusional (7/15)

hopes and desires onto this interpretation but i can sense like we are both trying to feel each other out, and that we dont really know how to act around each other, and i feel like im so crazy and i must be imagining it but every time we make eye contact it always feels just a tiny bit longer than normal or with other people??? you know????? im honestly going insane thinking about this,, and every time we were together (8/15)

before drunk night i would shut myself down around him like i tried to avoid eye contact or engaging in conversation bc i was so scared of letting myself fall for him but it happened anyways and now im still scared but im trying to put myself out there and engage with him but then things happen like the tinder thing and i just shut right back down yesterday and pretended like i was really focused on my schoolwork or my (9/15)

readings and ahhh i really dont know whats going on anymore i still have so much hw to do on top of that and i dont see him often bc he doesnt live in the same hall as me, im not in the group chat, and im not the same major as him so essentially we only hang out on the weekends or occasionally on the weekdays if he comes over to our dorms bc my suitemates invite him or whatever ahhhhhh i cant stop thinking about it (10/15)

and i just keep oscillating back and forth from thinking that somethings finally gonna happen and that theres a crazy spark there to thinking that theres absolutely zero interest from his end and that he would never like me and that i would never want to be with a guy like that anyways and ahhhhh i know i just have to wait it out and continue to work on it (at least being his friend) but at the same time i feel like i should just drop the (11/15)

whole thing and pretend like that drunk night never happened and just treat him with polite distance and act like my opinion of him is 100% just neutral guy that im kinda friends with and has had some good times with but i also know nothing will ever happen unless im trying from my end and actively showing interest in him but again it would be so weird bc i cant flirt with him bc my friends would 1000000% be able to tell and i (12/15)

know its still too early ahhhh my head is spinning im literally going insane AHHHHHHHHHHH sorry and literally just as im writing this my roommate is facetiming her friend and was telling her a story and she referred to our group as ‘our friend group and also two other people who live with us’ MEANING she doesnt consider me and the other girl to be part of the friend group and i knew that deep down i really wasnt but i (13/15)

hang out with these guys a lot and i try my best to be supportive but not too clingy and idk what im doing wrong??? why do people not want to be my friend??? i?????????? im sorry for being so depressing but this is legit what i feel !!! and ahh i just kinda want to distance myself away from these people and get my own friend group but at the same time i dont bc i love these people but the thing is i dont know/i dont think (14/15)

they love me !!!!! wowie wow wow anyways that was my entire fucking rant about life in general and im sorry if im burdening you but i hope this message finds you well

AHHHHHHH CRUSH ANON IM SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS I’m starting to feel better now I was at a real low place the past two weeks and just feeling bleh but i’m getting some help and i’ll be fine :))) but since it’s been so long WHAT ELSE HAS HAPPENED i don’t think you need to give up on your feelings for him and i don’t think you need to give up on the friend group, they’ve probs just been more tight-knit for longer so it’ll just take time before you’re fully part of the group, if that’s what u want. Don’t stress about the boy tho!!!! if it’s meant to happen it will ya know, you can’t force something. Maybe try just being friends with him first and maybe go from there?? ahhh i feel so bad at giving advice lolollll i hope i’m helpful or can just be some that can lend an ear to you to rant

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Drew & Carly

Drew: where u at??? Drew: gonna come find ya Carly: im out w ali Carly: she doesnt want you here Drew: i know Drew: seen the pics Drew: whateves she loves me Drew: her boy can come too Carly: nah Carly: its girls night Drew: boooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Drew: why Drew: lame Carly: cuz shes mad at you Carly: you kno what you did boy Drew: i'll make it up to her Carly: she doesnt want that Carly: she wants you to stay away Drew: don't believe you Drew: anyway Drew: can't stop me Carly: ask her yourself Carly: k im not trying to Carly: idc what you do Drew: yeah Drew: 💔 Carly: that it cuz im trying to have fun like Drew: me too Drew: so let me Carly: wtf do you think im gonna let you do Drew: just come party Drew: that's it Carly: nah Carly: cant stop you but dont mean i want you Carly: & ali doesnt either so why bother Drew: cos i want you Drew: don't that count for something Carly: no you dont Drew: yeah i do Carly: on the coach you played me Drew: that was then Drew: this is now Carly: tell it to leesha Carly: shes your now Drew: nah Drew: she kicked me out too Carly: aw poor baby Carly: she beat me up i dont feel bad for you Drew: when Drew: i don't remember Drew: this trip Drew: gets about Carly: i kno you dont Carly: you kno what a bitch she is Drew: alright Drew: not my girlfriend Drew: ain't got one now Carly: me either but im not starting a club Drew: don't matter Drew: u could still get some Carly: yea Carly: plenty of fit lads in here Drew: not who i'm talking about Carly: k Drew: i kno u wanna Carly: nah Drew: ur blind then and i will Carly: yea? Carly: i dont think so Drew: gotta be in it to win it carls Carly: i gotta be in people that are into me Carly: but you do you boy Drew: gotta give em the chance to be into you Carly: i have Carly: you didnt take it Drew: last chance? Drew: pft Drew: alright Carly: giving up that easy Carly: told you you dont want me Drew: nah Drew: just saying, cut the crap Drew: we know its gonna happen Carly: youre the one full of it Drew: u want me to sweet talk you now Drew: never had to before Carly: that was then Carly: where we heard that before Drew: fuck sake Drew: why u all so bloody difficult Carly: why the fuck should i make anything easy for you Drew: cos then we can both have fun Drew: everyone saying i've ruined everything but i'm the only one out here trying to have fun Drew: god Carly: you havent been fun all trip Carly: boring & now wtf this is Drew: not with u yet Drew: i'm sayin Drew: your turn if you want it as much as u said Carly: said Carly: im not saying i want you rn Carly: why would i wanna go after her nah Drew: i'll take a shower damn Drew: fussy Carly: dont bother Carly: im not coming near you Carly: nothing in it for me Drew: dont act like u forgot Carly: I remember you're not that good Carly: not like you think you are Drew: fuck off Drew: yea i am Carly: you came to me Carly: you fuck off Drew: bleh no Drew: i'm bored Carly: do something about it Drew: trying Drew: you're cockblocking Carly: thats your bad not mine Carly: if you want me you can prove it Drew: how Carly: im not making it that easy Carly: think on Drew: cba Drew: too drunk Drew: still got the photo haha Carly: idc Carly: keep it Carly: its all youre getting Drew: plenty of bitches in the sea babe Carly: go find them Carly: if you cba like Drew: ✌ on it, they won't all be fucking prickteases like u Drew: dont beg other way rouhnd Carly: im not Carly: not my bad if youre so turned on by me chatting to you Drew: blah blah blahe Drew: tell ali she looks hot Drew: bye Carly: already have Drew: always hustlin Drew: thanks Carly: k bye Drew: u gonns tell on me Carly: & say what Carly: you tried to put some shit moves on Carly: who cares Drew: nah that ii wanna fuck ali too Drew: probably read it already Drew: hi!! Carly: i dont need to tell her that Carly: she kno Carly: you arent subtle babe Drew: Caleb dont Carly: & you dont care Carly: so why mention him to me Drew: i do Drew: don't be a bitch Carly: dont be a prick Carly: youd be fuckable if you werent Drew: i know i am regardless Drew: cant take that away from me Carly: ha Carly: not trying to come for the only thing youve got Drew: fuck you Drew: fucking bitch Carly: nah you cant tonight babe im busy Carly: dont cry tho Drew: i wouldnt go anywhere near u Drew: skank Carly: yea i am Carly: & you wanted me so bad before so think on what that makes you Drew: dont flatter yourself sweetheart Carly: im not its here written down babe Drew: so you think Drew: read bewteen the lines Drew: u could be anyone Drew: aint about u Carly: ali isnt gonna fuck you again Carly: move on Drew: you too princess Carly: ha

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diondecarnate · 5 years

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EXTREMELY LONG rant about Dororo below the cut, all spoilers no context so if u havent seen the 2019 Dororo anime this probs isnt for u but i needed to put all of this somewhere to cope cause bruh

dororo is so good n just so fucking tragic

you have this Asshole of a dude who decides to take the easy way out but also like, if you have all these people under you, relying on you, i think that its kinda understandable to want them to have a prosperous and good life. daigo just went about doing that for

1- the completley wrong reasons, not to get all Good Place on this but he wanted the land prosperous so that he would have more power, not necessarily so his people would be healthy and well-cared for. I think this is shown in the final few episodes where he carelessly grabs people and horses from the villages, uncaring if he is hurting those left behind. His only focus is on growing and keeping his power.

and 2- he does it in the completley wrong way, like really?? youre going to go to making a deal with demons? I suppose in the show he does say he exhausted all other options but still,,,,, bruh,,,, you had to have known deep down that this was not gonna end well. daigo is just a complete shithead honestly, and i completley hate him.

theres definitely a part of me that really wanted Hyakkimaru to kill him at the end, however I do honestly think the end he got was the best one. It made sense given where Hyakkimaru was at at the end of the show, and also I think it doesnt actualy fall into the whole “if i killed you id be just like you!” dumb thing, and instead feels more like he gets ignored in a sense? like, he gets his moment of drama and everything, and of course Hyakkimaru was going to have to deal with him n get closure, but after daigo goes all “bleh just kill me, then i can rule over hell (??? i guess dude)” Hyakkimaru was just like, nah dude, peace n left. It really gave him very little screentime in the end, which is exactly what he deserved. plusssss he didnt seem like he was in v good shape so lets just say he died of “too much realizing i fucking suck as a person” or whatever

Tahomaru.................. bruh even thinking about him makes me wanna fucking cry like... can you imagine being 15 years old and finding out you have a brother you never knew, and that if your brother lives your entire land is (supposedly) going to die. like, Tahomaru is the next leader of this provence, and unlike his terrible father, he actualy cares about his people very deeply. So when given the insane problem of either killing his older brother, or watching all his people suffer, he choses what I think I also would have chosen!! especially at 15 holy shit, he is a teenager being asked to make this fucking terrible choice n it just fully fucking sucks.

Tahomaru fully deserved better, and I will take every AU that says him n Hyakkimarus moms got the fuck out of there n survived, living on n being able to hang with Hyakkimaru n be bros........................... can u imagine................. doing the forehead thing.............Hyakkimaru is like “another lil bro!! hell yeah dude”................. I cry...................

also Mutsu and Hyogo deserved so much better oh my GOD the number one crying scene for me was that one like theyre all like TEENAGERS!!!!!! and theyre all fighting n then these TEENAGERS fucking DIE!!!!!!!! like theyre Tahumaros friends and seeing him grieve for them......... it broke me dude........ even if those three were kinda out of it on demon energy at the time,,, theyre doing their best.......

also real quick i cannot believe they got me attached to a horse so quick only to just as quickly make me cry over it like fuckin rapidash was so good n she just wanted to get back to her kid and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ok so now that scene im gonna be bitter about forever, like yea sure i GUESS given their personalities, and assuming Tahomaru was dying already with no hope of survival, i can see why they all just stayed in the burning fuckin building. I can even accept Nui (bio mom) staying behind. She had very big sad energy the whole series, and especially that episode was so gd depressed, and with her younger son dying on the floor. I think she was right to go to him (for once,,,, like i get one of her kids got sacrificed to demons n shit n thats super sad but ur just gonna ignore the other one?? also bad!!!) so i think her doing that was actualy a very nice gesture, and closed that up nicely.

But Jukai???????????????? what the fuck dude!!! get the fuck out of there!!! Theres no reason he shoulda stayed, besides his whole self sacrificing thing n i guess??? he decided thats what the goddess of mercy wanted???????? him to do???????? for some reason?????/ like if it had been daigo, sure that woulda made sense. but what the fuck??? Jukai kinda just felt like he died just to make that scene more sad, n felt super unnecessary.

ESPECIALLY since the last ep we saw him in at the end he had like regained his will to live!!!!!!!!! hence why the ghoul went after him!!!!!! it was explicitly stated that he got that back!!!!!! so why the fuck did he just throw that in the trash at the end there???? the only thing i can think of is him not wanting to leave Nui alone which like.............. I???? Guess?????????? but also no????? just fucking go and be with ur kid dude, what the fuck.

THEN theres Hyakkimaru just fucking bouncing after all that, no goodbye or anything just fuckin leaves Dororo which feels absolutely wild and kinda ooc, like ok......... hes going........ on a journey..... of self discovery................................................. then what was the whole series about?????? i guess in the original manga n such he left at the end, but it was for a completley different reason that actualy made sense n didnt feel so... weird n tbh kinda forced,,,,,,, but ahh whatever the last shot of them meeting again when they were older was cute so i guess thats,,, fine,,,,

I really fuckin loved this anime, the way they portray Hyakkimaru before hes gained any bits back, and as he slowly gains them over the series, is very good imo. they coulda easily been like “yea he can talk now!! so he can just fully talk cause weird magic :)” but instead we get to see Hyakkimaru struggle pretty realistically with every part thats gained back, which is kinda satisfying n nice in a way imo. I like it a lot. also the constant issure of “do the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few” is just so good cause like on one hand i fuckin love Hyakkimaru and want him to get his body back, of course!! but on the other hand, when you start to see the people of diagos land suffering and such,,,,,, and know that coulda probably been avoided if Hyakkimaru had just died (tho listen, deals with demons always go bad so probs smth else woulda happened) its fuckin sad as hell.

But also at the end when Hyakkimaru is just like “its my fucking body! give it back it doesnt belong to you!!” hell YES dude you tell them

also the way you feel bad for every fuckin person (except daigo, who can and should choke) is very very good.

anyways i know ive barely talked about Dororo here but thats because shes perfect and i have no criticisms, and also she got the happy end she deserved even if im sure she punched Hyakkimaru VERY HARD for just up and leaving when they reunited. but bruh, tbh thats exactly what he deserves for pulling a stunt like that lmao.

in any case, Dororo is an extremely good anime and I immediately want to watch all of it again, with the knowledge that in my AU daigo fuckin died after that camera cut away, and Jukai totally hauled Nui and Tahomaru the fuck outta there n theyre living on Hyakkimarus good good rice farm together happy n healing n good.

#tasha tells tales #i wanna write fic for this show so bad bruh #never in my life have i wanted to write some fic so bad #well see #probs not #anyways i need to sleep now #but i needed to proccess all this b4 hand cause #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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gulescamisade · 7 years

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Minnesota: Day 5

JADE: -slides open Jake's window.-

JADE: where did you get the device from jake?

JAKE: -snorts after having been dozing, motioning his hand quickly as if drawing out a pistol. But there is no pistol and he is blinking awake. Good thing brain ghost is gone.- Wuhor- -FOCUSES and frowns.-

JAKE: What device??

JADE: BARK

JADE: you know what i am talking about

JAKE: -yipes... But no. He puffs himself up, scrambling to his feet. Mustache scrunching up defiantly- Well quite frankly if youre so curious.

JAKE: I pulled it out of my ass!!!!!

JADE: you mean you believe i would have just left one in any of your available crevices?

JADE: because frankly thats silly even for you

JAKE: Well... you look silly! Parading about and barking at people. Youre the batterwitches lap dog and you friggin KNOW shes having a real laugh about it too!!!

JAKE: She doesnt care about you OR the things you might be left to care about jade! Shes just using you for your steadfast strengths. BECAUSE SHES TOO WEAK A CHARACTER TO HAVE THEM HERSELF!

JAKE: But youre not like that. Youve never been like that once jade. :(

JAKE: You know i will still love you no matter what you do right? Youre still family to me?

JADE: ...

JADE: thats very sweet jake, and also very misguided

JADE: i like who i am now

JADE: i could never say that before

JAKE: Well even so...

JAKE: You dont need some stupid fish to tell you how strong you are. When its always been true from the start.

JAKE: Plain and simple you dont need her.

JAKE: You can do whatever you want and no one would be able to stop you! HELL.

JAKE: Thats why youre here in the first place isnt it?

JAKE: -sniffs.- At least if you chose to be evil on your own accord youd have a more creative agenda.

JAKE: All that damn witch cares for is the OPPRESSION OF THE MASSES and making a quick buck. Bleh. Some villainess huh? Starching up your good name.(edited)

JADE: theres no point in fight—

JADE: fighting it

JADE: i understand that now and i know whats best

JAKE: -fixes her with watery puppy dog eyes.- Thats alright jade thats all why im here. To fight it for you.

JAKE: Despite it being stupid and then doubly stupid to do so. Its what im best at.

JAKE: Ill take it so you dont have to sweet pea. I really do love you.

JADE: ....

JADE: grrrrRRRR!!

JADE: RRRRRRRR!!!!! -Deep growling, and she's starting to spark again.-

JADE: BARK!!!

JADE: -she reaches up, hands like claws grasping at the sides of her head before she shakes it, wildly.-

JAKE: - ;___; he's gotta. He's gotta reach for her.-

JADE: NO!!!!!!

JADE: jake... -She looks pained for a moment -- just for a moment, before her face twists in an angry scowl.-

JADE: BARK!!!! -There's another flash of green that engulfs them both, and then they're somewhere else, in a room that looks far more metallic than the previous cell, lights glowing dimly overhead.-

JADE: clearly i cant keep you like the rest of the prisoners

JADE: besides

JADE: she wants to know how to unlock that potential of yours

JADE: im sure shell be interested to know what youve done

JADE: take care jake -ZAPS AWAY.-

JAKE: ?????????? -totally disorientated as they're zapped away. And he's left.- Jade! Please!

JAKE: Dont leave me alone!!!!!!!

[But no one came.]

JAKE: -huddles into the corner of this new cell. Ashen and terrified.-

JAKE: -panicked eyes search the edges of the cell and he's crawling along the edges. Any doors? Vents? Windows?-

[It looks like there's a door, but this one doesn't even have a window. There's a little bit of ventilation, but not in a space one could fit into. There's a single bed and a little medical tray table, though.]

JAKE: -Oh lordy. This is bad. He tests the bed with one hand, eyeing the medical tray table. Is there anything on there? He could possibly make something out of this if he's given enough time to stew over it.-

[Only empty space. There might have been some sort of patient or experiment in here at one point, but not anymore.]

JAKE: -He hopes this was evidence of a miracle. But probably not.-

JAKE: -inspecting the bed for MIND CONTROLLING MECHANICS. Or anything similar. He's watched movies.-

JAKE: -And for that matter, he'd like to get a hold of small metallic parts too. He'll tear up the table if he has to.-

[He does find a selfie of Condy under the mattress, matted with glitter.]

JAKE: -Darnnit... Now he has the glitter all over his front. BLEH.-

JAKE: -stares intently at this selfie of Condy. Committing it to memory.-

JAKE: -flips it it over, is it signed or something?-

[It's got a glittery lipstick mark on it in pure tyrian. Also, it reads "bitch u thot"]

JAKE: -It would be kind of funny if he wasn't terrified. Was this really his grandma's step mom? The rascally old batterwitch...-

JAKE: -Thinking she could take everything she wanted and have it not matter? If she was so big a bitch, Jake would take her on right now and PROVE it!!! He remembers what Brain Ghost Dirk said before. He CAN do something.-

JAKE: -blood boiling with the picture in his hands, he wills the lights above him to SURGE and then short out. He'll show them ALL a thing or two.-

JAKE: -It's so dark he can close his eyes and almost imagine himself being back on Hell Murder. Up to his fucking knees in pumpkin patch. This was a test, Jake English. How far can you push it? How many people were counting on it? Besides yourself, he decides. Himself?-

JAKE: -He visualizes it, testing. This small grain of belief that he can do this. And inexplicably as the belief solidifies in his mind, real actual pumpkin vines start growing from the walls of his cell. 1 pumpkin. That's all he needs. It's so silly and nonsensical but it can't actually be hard can it?? SO MAKE IT HAPPEN, DAMN YOU.-

JAKE: -With Jake's concentration, the pumpkin vines flourish until they cover the whole floor of his cell. Sweat drenching up his brow.-

[Someone, somewhere is watching all this... And she's impressed.]

JAKE: -Remember why you're here! He folds up the picture and puts it into the pocket of his shirt. Determined.-

JAKE: -And then wills about 10 pumpkins to grow in his cell. Hff. He did it.-

#growingGradience #gunhardyTemerity #conchspiciousCoercer

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