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d20-brainrot · 8 months

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get ready for some d20 asks bestie

favourite season

favourite pc

favourite npc

LEAST fav season/pc/npc

a line that you like

a funny bit that makes you laugh

saddest/most heartwrenching moment that makes you sad every time

best character arc in your opinion

which of the newly announced seasons are you most excited for?

who would you like to see on d20 for the first time or to return?

who would you like to see DM on d20?

a mini that you like

a battle set that you like

something you hope comes back for another season

a season you wish people would watch more

ooh i love this!!!

favorite season: definitely starstruck odyssey or neverafter. they are just both so fun, and everyone is having a good time. plus i like a little horror y'know?

fav pc: ylfa!!! she's just like me for real. no but seriously, she is a child growing up into a body she doesn't fully understand, and thinks that how she feels makes her irredeemable. little el is shaking in their boots right now. i also love lapin. he's deadpan but he does the right thing. plus i just loved how zac played him, it was wonderful

fav npc: esther sinclair is my shit!!!! i love her sm, she is a fierce warrior and i love that about her! also AYDA AGUEFORT IS THE BEST!!! just her and fig are adorable, her being besties with adaine, her calling gorgug the finest wizard ever, just beautiful!!

least fav season/pc/npc: i hate biz glitterdew with every ounce of my being. just the "nice guy" energy radiating from him makes me sick. like i had dudes like that interact with me in middle and high school, and they creeped me the fuck out.

a line i like: "i'm the prince of shoeberg, motherfucker!!!" is a great line and it makes me giggle every time i hear it. a very impactful line for me is "you listen to me right here. having panic attacks, that is not a character flaw, do you understand? you are not a coward. you have a goddamn medical condition, all right?" like that makes me want to sob. i watched this season right around the time that i got diagnosed with severe general anxiety and social anxiety, and it hit me that i am not flawed, i just needed some help.

funny bit that makes you laugh: god just the fact that murph cannot for the life of him roll well is hilarious. i also love the hairy baby dance! like the fact that it came back in an adventuring party for starstruck was fucking great.

saddest moment: god when jet is talking to liam and tells him to tell ruby that she did the right thing, and then the light goes out of the locket of the sweetest heart. gut-wrenching dude. or when they're in the nightmare forest, and brennan is talking about how ayda loves fig because she was kind to her, and that she sees her for who she really is. that always makes me tear up dude.

best character arc: dude ragh for sure! like him going from being a bully, to everyone realizing it was because he was getting harassed by his best friend/the guy that he had loved for years? god what a good storyline. or kugrash, sacrificing himself for everyone by eating the bagel?? killer moment.

fav newly announced season: wasn't there one about them blowing up or something? what the actual fuck does that mean mr. mulligan and mr. reich? huh???

who would you like to see on d20 return or for the first time: alex song-xia needs to come back. no ifs, ands, or buts about it! they were wonderful, and i loved how they played conrad. if they don't come back, i will lose my mind.

who would you like to see dm: murph should dm! he's amazing on naddpod (even though i'm only on the very first campaign) and i would love to see his work in the dome. it would be absolutely amazing!!!!

mini you like: preston was so tiny and so cute! i also loved sprinkle, for the same reason. the fact that it literally was just a sprinkle as a mini was great and i loved every second of it

battle set you liked: the battle with the terrible dogfish!! the fact that it came from like the top of the dome????? absolutely astounding. rick perry truly works wonders with minis.

something you hope comes back: ooh, that's a tough one. i did really like the moving part of mentopolis, the little pressure meter thingy. i did also love in acofaf that they got little trinkets! i love a good trinket!!

everyone needs to watch escape from the bloodkeep!!! i love it so so so much, and it has some amazing characters, some amazing minis, great players, and it's dimension 20 history y'all!!

#i love you thank you for this!#bestie lj <3 #asks #dimension 20 #dropout #fantasy high #mentopolis #d20 #dimension 20 neverafter

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havin-fun-imagining-twd · 1 year

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A measure of reverence, Pt. 2

When - about an hour and a half after you and Daryl headed off for another day of searching for Sophia, the morning of season 2′s Chupacabra. Part 2 is somewhat heavier than Part 1.

What - you get to a boarded up house and something isn’t right about it. That reveal from ‘What were your nightmares about?’ starts to come to a head.

Who - You and our mangy hick. I attempted a whisper of sensual tension and yes, y’all fight

Perspective - POV Daryl, POV You only twice. He takes over completely in the next one.

Pronouns - she/her

TWs - strong language, arguing, discussion of break-in, a child walker spotted, Daryl makes a sexist comment because he’s still learning and unlearning

Word count - it’s shorter like the Part 1

Be sure to read - What were your nightmares about?, and Part 1 of course. Why not cannonball into the whole series by checking out the Masterlist, slowpoke?

but are there terrible pictures? - always!

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Mid-morning

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Him

He didn’t end up nabbing a horse, he and Y/N took the motorcycle instead. It was the road they were searching first and the bike was way faster. And he didn’t want to ask Dr. Farmer about borrowing a horse because Dr. Farmer was probably gonna say ‘no,’ and Y/N was like “Dude, don’t steal a horse like it’s the 1800s. Let me go ask for you?”

Except, she was all hesitant to get on the bike at first. Kept staring at the gas tank for some reason. He didn’t think riding scared her. Didn’t she mention she’d learned how?

At any rate, they were off within a few minutes of the horse/bike debate.

Once they got there, he walked the bike to reduce the noise and save on gas...

...and the search was coming up emp-ty.

Empty houses, empty road.

Nothing but birds twittering and Y/N’s and his bits of conversation here and there. They called “Sophia!” every few minutes, and every few minutes they were let down again.

They didn’t search for supplies so much as cover as much ground as possible to try find any hint of somebody having come through.

“Those must’ve been the ones Otis checked,” she’d said, finally breaking what had mostly been silence for about half an hour. “Mr. Greene said he’d gone through to see if anybody was alive and bring back any survivors and to bury those that died. Not sure where the graves are, we saw, like, one,” she thought out loud. “But maybe most of them survived so went to a safe zone or evac spot?”

“It’s weird how there ain’t even geeks, though.” For this brief sec, he started to get creeped out. Where were the bodies? There had to be some.

“We’re callin’ them ‘walkers,’ remember. Way cooler than ‘geeks,’ like, literally.”

Always trying to lighten the mood, that one.

He actually knew (maybe?) how that nickname happened. “D’you know where that name came from?”

“Nah. Gotta say it confused me.”

“Came from the name for this crazy sumbitch at circuses who’d bite the heads off chickens.”

She didn’t even slow down, she full-on stopped walking and blurted out “What the fuck?”

“Yep.”

“Daryl, tell me you just made that up, that’s vile.”

“You didn’t hear Dale explain it around the fire that first night?” It was right after he told people about how he saw that chupacabra (he did see one, damn it) but people thought he was full of it.

She’d shivered as she tied a white strip to the telephone pole to mark the area. “Amy, Glenn and I got to talking about cryptid stuff with the kids after you said the thing about the chupacabra.” A smile. “Amy knew so much about mermaids and sirens.”

“How are we for time?”

She looked at her wrist. Dale lent her his watch again. “It’s only 9:31. High-five for this mighty good team right here, Dary-bear.”

After that, Y/N rested her hand on her stitches and looked at the property about half a football field away. “I think that’s the…that’s the one Mr. Greene mentioned.” She pointed. “Boarded up, closest to the road northside.”

From behind a big fir tree, he peered at the old house. The windows and doors were boarded on the bottom floor, clear on the top floor and attic. There were fruit trees in the big, woodsy yard. A large, faded shed. A tire swing and a metal slide. A kiddie pool. Overgrown tomato plants in what looked like a neglected garden.

A firepit. A compost heap. A chicken coop and run with a (ugh, that won’t be pretty) big gaping hole in the fencing. “What’s special about it, the fruit trees?”

“The family might, uh, they might could be inside the house. Alive or otherwise.”

A sensation like nausea swept over him for a moment, so he willed it down and he adjusted his grip on his crossbow.

“I’m guessin’ by the looks of it, it’s ‘otherwise.’ C’mon, let’s check it out,” he said. “They got fruit trees and kid stuff in the yard. If Sophia came by here, she prolly would’ve tried to go in the shed, at least.”

Y/N nodded and jogged toward the place—then shouted “Hello?”—and then started waving. Waving!

“Why you doin’ that?” he grated. He immediately started to pull her by her good arm back into the trees so they could approach less damn obviously.

Wrong move, because she wrenched it away and snipped, “Don’t you dare go grabbin’ people like that.”

He mumbled an apology (sort of) to be polite since she was his friend, but that’s it; because what was she doing? Fucking idiot. Since when was she that stupid? It would’ve been more to the damn point to superglue a target on their heads!

He said that to her, in fact, word-for-word.

Y/N’s muscles tensed up, just like before when her brother started spouting off about the search efforts. She licked her teeth, he heard her let out an exhale through her nose as if she were a bull about to charge, and the only way to accurately describe how her voice came out was ‘growl.’

“You better apologize, r-right fuckin’ now, you sorry piece of shit.”

Unfortunately, he let this fly out of his mouth: “You on the rag or somethin’?”

And she flung that shit right back at him: “Why? Lookin’ to get a used tampon shoved up your ass, bitch?”

He didn’t even realize she’d gotten up in his face until he felt her breath on his neck and under his chin. Hell, he could even feel the heat radiating off her body, she’d gotten real damn close.

But instead of looking all pissed off, her eyes got all wide like she was either alarmed or confused about something. They stared at each other.

Stared.

Swallowed.

Stared.

And it was the tiny, quiet, deer-in-headlights, shocked way she whispered, “Oh Moses, that comeback was disgustin’,” that despite his wishes made him lose it and start cackling.

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You

Of all things, his head bumped against yours when he burst out laughing.

It’s all good, though, it only served to break the tension more. You didn’t even realize you’d gotten so close until you felt his breath on your forehead but you were too taken aback at what had erupted out of your mouth.

Might as well make it more awkward, right? “For the record, I use pads and don’t have my period right now, though I finally did get it like two weeks ago,” you filled him in, letting yourself crack up a bit. At least the two of you weren’t having a catfight.

He groaned, “Goddamn,” and scratched the back of his head.

“Say, pookie?” you sassed, and earned a grumble in response. On second thought, you decided to leave ‘pookie’ more to Carol and stick with ‘mangy hick’ yourself. “Don’t go sayin’ stuff about girls and their periods, yeah?”

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Him

That the following words out of her mouth would be a friendly, not-fake sounding: “You’re a good man, I know you’re better than that,” threw him off. Being that this wasn’t the direction he assumed the conversation would take, he looked down at the ground and shuffled slightly while he wracked his brain for a response.

‘You’re a good man, I know you’re better than that.’

But before he figured out what to say back, she muttered, “And I named-called you and got in your face, that wasn’t right, but please don’t…c’mon, man, don’t call me stupid.”

It wasn’t just the imaginary knee that kicked him in the dick that time, an imaginary fist punched him right in the ribs, too. He’d been an asshole, a big fucking asshole. Part of him is wished he really did get punched when he managed to hush, “You ain’t stupid.”

He also apologized for the thing where he asked if she was on the rag, that was shitty. He was sorry he grabbed her arm and started to pull her, too, that was way more shitty.

But hell if a civil-ass conversation didn’t follow.

Story is: she wanted anyone who ‘might could’ be in the house who ain’t a geek walker to know she and him were friendly so that they wouldn’t shoot, and that the guy who just died Otis had gone by already and wasn’t shot at.

Y/N had seemed so sad. “They live right off a connecting route, how many people must’ve seen it, stopped, tried their luck?”

“That’s why I’m sayin’ go careful and quiet,” he stressed. “Outta sight.”

“We’ll still need to trespass and potentially break and enter.”

“And if they’re alive in there, you’re still a big-ass target when you wave.”

She nodded and exhaled. Wait, why were her eyes wet?

“When we get there, I’ll knock and ask if anybody’s home. If nothing, it’ll attract any walkers might could be in there, that way they’ll all be in one place so we can put them out of their misery easier.”

Interesting way to phrase it, he guessed. Why this whole schtick was such a big deal, he didn’t get, but ‘put them out of their misery’ stuck with him as they crept smoothly through the side-yard.

It stuck with him when he noticed trails of feathers all over, starting with one leading right from the clumsy hole in the chicken pen.

It stuck with him as they saw the side-door with a sturdy wood slab covering the knobs.

It stuck with him as he peeked through a plank to look in a window and saw what must’ve been the pantry.

He had to make sure about something. “That thing you said before,” he asked under his breath, “Y’realize there ain’t nobody ‘in there,’ right? That’s gone.”

“Dr. Jenner explained what happens, and we all saw the brain scan.” Her voice got quieter. “I-I’m trying’ to maintain a measure of reverence, I guess, for who they was.”

“A measure of reverence,” he repeated.

She huffed and whispered, “Don’t,” as she firmly tapped on glass. “Hello? We ain’t—” she paused and turned down her accent. “We’re not here to hurt anybody or rob anybody, we’re only looking for supplies and a lost girl. We can’t tell if this house is occupied or not.”

She banged on the window again. Called again. “We are going to come into the house if we don’t receive some kind of response that there’s people inside.”

Following this, he thought he was having a stroke for a second before he realized Y/N said something in another language. “Was that Spanish?”

“Just giving this my due diligence,” she mumbled, then rapped on the siding yet again, and loud. “Three people are going to break in unless we know we should not! If there is someone in there, make yourself known, please!”

Smart to add a fake third person and to stay pressed against the house to remain out of sight.

Annoyed as he was at all that bullshit, he found himself stopping from making any comments because her voice had cracked a little. He looked over at them.

His annoyance shifted into something softer. “You okay?”

“What? Yeah, I’m just bein’ an idiot.”

He took it on himself to knock and call “We’ll leave if we know you’re in there, just give a shout. We don’t want no trouble.” He hoped his voice sounded somewhat gentle when looked at his friend and shrugged. “Due diligence, right?”

Her expression was tense. “Was this how you felt before you saw the chupacabra? Th-there’s somethin’ not right here, and it ain’t just that all the chickens been attacked, there’s—” A few, loud bangs on the siding and one final “Hello!” and she looked at him, not bothering to finish whatever her thought was. Then she took a few running steps back to that window to look in between the planks like he did and suddenly jolted.

“What’d you see?”

“I just—I think it was a squirrel or a rat?”

Ah. “Guess that answers if anyone’s home,” he said, talking at a normal level now.

“How did those get in? All the windows are accounted for.” She started sprinting around the house, so he jogged along. “All three doors are shut or planked, too. Roof looks fine…”

That was a little weird, he had to admit.

“Daryl? I-I don’t like this.”

Curiosity took over as he squinted up at the top floor, where all windows were either closed or had an unbroken screen. He continued to walk around, checking the top floor and attic space, but everything was intact. “I’ma check out the sheds and the well, then let’s go. We’re wastin’ time.”

Well, the first one was a woodshed, so that was a bust. Nothing else could fit in there but a few more logs. In the second, bigger shed, it was pretty tidy and had the usual stuff in there like a lawnmower, storage bins, shovels, tools, old paint cans.

The way some of the storage bins weren’t flush against the wall made him pause. That thing Y/N said the yesterday about how they’d found foster kids sleeping hidden between furniture and a wall to feel safer popped back into his head.

Wouldn’t you know it, when he looked behind, there was a tarp positioned around two of the bins to make what looked like a small, concealed sleeping area.

It was good, it was real good! And based on the map, this house was close enough to the woods by the highway to have made sense!

He called Y/N’s name and started trying to clue together any other indication of what that was and if it really could’ve been Sophia and for how long she might’ve stayed. Again, he shouted, “Y/N, I’m in the shed!”

The high he was feeling felt as if five espressos were buzzing through him. Must’ve be what Y/N felt like after that coffee mix-up this morning, ha. Where was she? She had to get in there and see it!

He called her name a third time.

It was the way she croaked back “Daryl,” that had his bolt was notched and ready before he’d even left the shed.

“Y/N? What’s goin’ on?” He aimed his sights all around when he saw her.

But his friend was simply standing there, panting, and holding a giant (and unfamiliar?) pair of bolt cutters while she stared at something.

“Y/N?”

The word “the” was repeated five times when lifted her chin toward it and was able to finally spit out the word “hatch.”

He walked closer and looked down at the basement hatch.

“I l-looked in the window again and there was a dead one inside and—” she paused to breathe, and a slow string of words that didn’t connect enough followed. “I didn’t know how the, w-with the squirrel, so I, um, the, it’s—”

“Y/N, hey. Zen.”

Her whole demeanor had changed, especially from how damn cheerful she’d been this morning. Eyes wide, she waved him closer with her good arm and crouched at the hatchway. “Th-the pachysandra was coverin’ it, but the handle,” she held up the bolt cutters, “It’s red, it-it stuck out.”

It took him a few moments to see what she was talking about.

The cellar hatch wasn’t shut. A brick was holding it open. By the looks of it, it had been broken from the outside. The latch was snapped.

“Cockroaches always find a way in,” Y/N whispered.

Nausea splashed through him again when he reached for the crowbar that had been lost in the overgrown ivy stuff and put two and two together, along with what she meant when she said ‘cockroaches always find a way in.’

“You saw just the one walker inside, Y/N?”

A nod. “I stopped looking when I saw him. He was very young. I don’t reckon he would’ve been alone when…” She trailed off and drew her gun.

“Why do you need that?”

“Just checkin’ it again,” she faltered.

“That a silencer on there?” he asked in reference to the extra thing on the end.

She shook her head. “A compensator.”

He had no idea what that meant, but he did know she was most likely fixing to go inside and use that gun. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

“Sophia ain’t in there.”

She ejected the magazine to check the cartridges. “I know.”

“Then what are you doin’?”

With a slide and a click, she loaded it back up. “Giving them rest and buryin’ them. I don’t know exactly what happened or w-what we’re gonna find, but I can give them rest.”

Giving ‘them’ rest. There was no ‘them.’

But instead of saying that or arguing further at what he should have considered bullshit and a waste of time, he was nodding.

“We go in quiet,” he said to her. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

“You’ll help me?”

“Quietly.”

Y/N looked back at her gun and flicked off the safety. “I want this ready when we first go in,” she stated softly. “Please trust me.”

A firm “I do,” came out of his mouth. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

Their eyes met. She nodded and rummaged through her backpack. Took out a flashlight. Her lips wobbled when she said, “I’ll take care of the little one, okay? You don’t need to see that.”

Looking back, it should’ve seemed foreign and absolutely batshit that he would be busting into a house just to put down geeks. And yet, he gripped the hatchway with one hand, gripped his crossbow with the other, and at her go, flipped the doors open.

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You

Time did that thing where it sped up and slowed down, and the strangely comforting feeling of nothing took over.

It was what you feared: home invasion. The residents had been alive at the time, or at least some.

The family in that house loved each other very much, that was plain. Seems they’d all caught the fever, too, unfortunately. The perps must’ve been sick, too, because they’d also turned. Everyone in the home had.

The grandma wrote a note, but the handwriting was hard to decipher, plus it was in Spanish, so you couldn’t make out too much of it. You’d folded it up and put it in your backpack.

While you and Daryl put them to rest, you counted the ones you put down yourself, thought of your mother, thought of the memories of doing this for your middle sister and her family, and prayed that you and Daryl wouldn’t get bitten in the process. You prayed the family in the house was in a better place, and you…you battled back and forth between inwardly telling the two who broke into the house that they were trash and deserved how they went out versus hoping that they found some kind of redemption before the end.

Maybe it was all a horrible mistake and they didn’t realize anyone was still living there. It didn’t appear at first glance that they surrendered once they found out, but...still, you couldn’t know.

Dale’s watch is ticking away, reminding you that you need to get up from the chair you’d sunk into.

It’s time to bury those poor people, and get back out there.

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weirdcat1213 · 10 months

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YEY THE HORRORS i mean YEY THE BOOKCLUB :D

thoughts on volume 6 (oh boi we're almost halfway someone hold me pls)

chap 1:

-OH MY GOD ITS HIM I FORGOT ABOUT HIM FOR A MOMENT (not in general, ik he's in 98)

-HEY HIS WINGS MAY BE CREEPY BUT THEYRE ALSO BEAUTIFUL TO ME >:[

-HOWEVER i love how yeah they are scared af but also get that vash as a person is not bad and they don't leave his side

-WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOUR BF LIKE THAT STOP STOP STOOOOOP. IDC THAT HE IS A LITERAL LASER CANON HES STILL JUST A LITTLE GUY

-are we...supposed to notice how bad the state of the gun is or...?

-nono brandon is right, i would also not give good guns to cops

-vash i fucking swear-

-SHUT UP YOU FUCKING COP >:[

-BRO WTF

-YEAH BRANDON CALL HIM OUT

-MY FAVORITE WEIRD CREATURE IS HERE

-ok in my 1st read didnt get that, idk why but i was confused about meryl getting worried for some reason. but she has a (sad) point. will one day the ptsd related to violence and guns be enough to make vash not shoot his gun? shes asking an interesting question. shes literally asking how much can vash take imo.

-wait so...was the replacement gun...the one in stampede??? (i will compare them later)

-DONT LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE GENTLE EYES MAN CMON

-I didnt notice he took the punisher lmao

chap 2:

-:c wolfwood having nightmares its not even a hc, IT IS CANON

-NOT THE FLASHBACK OF VASH CRYING BLOOD OUCH NO PLS NO

-:c im not even mad at wolfwood calling vash a monster cuz it must be fucking TERRIFYING but it still hurts :c

-you could...but youre not gonna

-"so yeah you cant be there for every problem in the pla- HOLD UP WHERE ARE YOU GOING"

-lmao meryl is like me fr

-this time i got most of the fight but i think we can all agree the mpv was the table

chap 3

-YEY LEGATO IN THE.....metal handbag?

-YES ELENDIRA FUCKING READ HIM

-OH MY GOD HES HERE HES HERE OH GOD NO

-i remember i was so confused i didnt realize THATS HIS FUCKING TONGUE

-also did double fang kill trail of death?

chap 4:

-OH I LOVE THIS SCENE SM. i also hate walking in a place with a shit ton of people

-YES IT IS BABY, THATS THE SAME CHILD YOU [so so redacted] WOOOOOOOOO (i love this chapter)

-oh...yeah that...oh

-"we cant survive without her power, neither can you" dude...dont...just dont

-ah yes. the hair. yeap. just a cool artistic decision. yeap.

-also i forgot how fucked up the last run was here

-oh he felt it, i saw that in his eye

-oh so he also went apeshit....ohhhhh. ok so if vash went apeshit cuz of a physical fight or flight reaction (I THINK) did knives go apeshit cuz of hate? the physical need to kill people in revenge? nice

-BRO WDYM "why not just end this crusade?" YOU JUST SAW WHY HE WOULD NEVER END IT

-oh that was his last straw. one thing is him being tricked by a human but that lie affecting his brother? the one thing he's trying to protect (yes ik he's not doing the greatest job at it) from humans? yeah no you gotta die

chap 5:

-NO. NO. NONONONONONON NOT THIS CHAPTER NO

-I HATE THE METAPHOR ALREADY (i love it. i want to yell at nightow my thoughts about it. i will never be normal about it)

-pls no. im begging you. pls dont make me read this again. this is when my sanity starts to break into little raggedy pieces of paper

-i just notices this change happens cuz he got HIS MEMORIES BACK WHAT IF I ENDED IT ALL

-i dont want to read anymore

-its just. so fucking hard. like ik we say hes jesus. but at the same time jesus never felt like that. jesus was born without sin but in vash's eyes he is full of sins and no one can forgive him. bro, honey, god would forgive you anything. you are his favorite im sure. but no matter the arguments for the allegory vash can never be jesus cuz he carries the pain of his "sins" everyday PLUS THE ONES FROM THE HUMANS. idk. im sad and tired. my baby. its ok i forgive you. and im sure rem forgives him. im sure. im sad

-anyway, back to the kinda normal thoughts

-also i think vash thinking he has to forgive himself is kinda flawed. like instead of forgiveness he has to accept what happened and i think those are different things. ofc yeah july was messed up but he never intended to do it. idk

-ANYWAY

-huh, those speakers look like eyes

-cant even swallow in misery in peace anymore lmao

-:c not the day drinking

-i think thats vash talking but yeah....nothing is easy for my guy. hes kinda right, better than crying ig...

-i prefer spike-isms but i will also take needle noggin-isms thank u

-that man can move in such unnatural ways *hears the uncanny vash people cheer at a distance*

-oof, the ptsd got meryl

-also the question is not whether vash was going to take the bullet or not, the real question is how hard does that question makes me cry

- SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUP

-OOF, i mean i 100% get meryl but OOF

-also YES THATS WHAT I FUCKING MEAN. AND I READ THIS ON [redacted] A FEW WEEKS AGO. THE BALANCE BETWEEN EXTREMES ITS JUST NULL, ITS NOT A COLOR AT ALL. his love and faith in humanity vs the pain they cause him...that balance creates a colorless emotion and IM SAD ABOUT IT.

-i hate that final page. i fucking hate milly protecting meryl from her memories while comforting her while protecting her from the rocks, i hate the people still insult vash even when he was long gone, i hate to see the children who saw the same thing as their parents try to convince them to stop because they know vash would never hurt people on purpose only to be ignored..and more than anything i hate vash apologizing for something he has no control over.

-ALSO I ALSO FEEL LIKE CRYING VASH-

[let it be on the record that i needed a minute to continue with the volume]

chap 6:

-OH NO IT STARTS

-"how could i have known?" youre telling me you spent years studying yourself and other plants and never saw one with black hair? really? (im not saying its a plot hole, im saying he was too distracted being a dick)

-so that was his imagination im assuming

-TESLA MENTION WE WIN

-OH GOD OH NO PLS GET ME OUT OF HERE NO PLS NOT THIS

-i love her dialogue with the funny glasses lmao, she really was the only mom ever

-oh..here come the tears

-oh right..they used to be like this

-oh...oh god

#trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #IM IN SO MUCH PAIN AND TURMOIL #MY BABY MY 150 Y/O BABY

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beeejayy · 8 months

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spirit from soul eater

🏳️‍⚧️😇🧸🪢🖕🫂👗💤

Anon whoever you are I'm in love with you.

Accidentally made this long sooo

🏳️‍⚧️ a gender hc- HES TRANS HES TRANS I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. he is ftm TRUST ME.

😇 a hc about his religion/lack thereof- oh boy okay this dude? Yeah he definitely grew up religious. But now since he's literally besties with death Spirit doesn't really give a shit but he does still get religious guilt on bad moments of his.

🧸 a hc about his childhood- not good. Yeah not good. I hc he was born in the more uhh red states of America. Maybe Texas, south Carolina or even California. Spirit definitely was THE religious kiss ass kid before joining the academy. His mom acts a lot how I hc Kami to be which uh. Yeah I won't get into that. Spirit's father was absent and he was forced to go to church every time he did something his mom didn't like. After he even HINTED at wanting to be a boy he'd get sent to his grandparents place.

🪢 a hc about their family- okay this is basically like the last one. He was TOTALLY either the oldest child or middle child. He was in charge of raising his siblings and if he had an older sibling they DEFINITELY were the first one to find out he was a weapon and wield him for a while. His mom called him many bad names and sent him to the academy thinking it was a place to get rid of his ability, they kinda never showed up again after dropping him off though. His siblings accepted him as trans btw.

🖕 a hc relating to anger- ONG OMG OKAY OKAY SO I HC HIM HAVING ANGER ISSUES BECAUSE I HAVE THEM. He can get violent when angry, he's not a violent person by any means it just happens and usually happens when he's by himself. Stein though when Spirit is drunk and Stein jokes or presses his buttons too much about the dissecting thing, Spirit will start hitting him. Stein thinks it's funny tho.

🫂 a friendship hc- alright so this will never happen but it COULD IF THEY DIDN'T HAVE SO MANY PROBLEMS but Marie and Spirit COULD BE FRIENDS THEY COULD. Realistically Marie wouldn't want that at all. I've talked about this before with someone but they're like different sides of the same coin. Okay I'm gonna stop because I'm going to make this a really long fucking post but. They could be friends they'd bond over women and other shit TRUST ME.

👗 a hc about their clothes- everything he wears has a cross on it. If it isn't his clothing it's the cross necklace he wears under his shirt. This is pretty short but yeah. Spirit mainly likes his regular attire even if he's very sweaty under it. He does like Stein's clothes even if the stitching is tacky to him. Spirit doesn't really care about clothing much, his drawers are very empty.

💤 a hc about their sleep- ooooh boy. Spirit is still a heavy sleeper, he DEFINITELY snores LOUD. But does get a lot of nightmares, he wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, always feels cold he hates sleeping. He usually falls asleep accidentally on his couch or on the floor. Though, sorry about adding Stein in these but if he ever moved back in with Stein he'd enjoy sleeping next to Stein. At first he couldn't do it he'd sneak out to the couch or have VIOLENT nightmares but after a while trusting Stein wouldn't hurt him he'd be pretty good.

Wow did not mean to make that that long. Thank you SO much for the ask I genuinely love talking about Spirit Albarn.

#thank youuuu ^_^#soul eater #spirit albarn #these are all canon btw

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Another day, another year. Afraid I'm still chugging away at that damned RD chapter and will do so for some time yet, but hey, let's kick things off on a positive note! Here's the next installment of WN girls watch The Rebellion Story, this time taking place from when Homura's labyrinth dissolves to the birth of Homucifer.

And yes, I know last time I said that the next update would be the last, but c'mon. When has my predictions ever been in any way accurate?

Reminder:

G=Gretchen

H=Homulilly

Op=Ophelia

Ok=Oktavia

Ca=Candeloro/Mami

Ch=Charlotte

...

=Homura’s labyrinth dissolves=

Ch: So, is that it? Is this finally the real world?

Ca: I think so.

H: Well, I guess that’s my corpse.

Ch: I don't think you’re dead yet.

H: It’s kind of an inevitability.

Ca: You know, for someone who just learned that the last several months of her life were a complete lie, I seem to be taking things rather well. I mean, what do I even do now that it’s over? Just go home?

Ch: Hush. Not the time.

...

Op: And here’s everyone in that fever-dream that was actually real, all safe and sound!

Ch: They’re in for one hell of a rude awakening.

Ok: Okay, I see Hitomi and Kyousuke, that tweaking teacher, some random dude, and Madoka’s family. Again! Where’s my family?

Ch: Who knows?

H: I suppose I just didn’t know them.

Op: I’m more interested in that random dude. Who was he?

Ok: Who the hell knows? Homura’s second cousin, twice removed?

G: What about Hitomi and Kyousuke’s families? Were they brought over?

Ok: Guess not.

G: You’d think that they’d notice how empty their houses are.

Ok: I guess. Maybe they were there, and they’re just sort of offscreen.

Op: That still doesn’t explain that random dude.

Ok: Babe, let it go.

Op: I know, I know, but now that I’ve seen him, I can’t stop thinking about him. Like, who is he?

...

Op: Well, this is kind of tragic.

H: Everything about this is.

Op: I mean, I get my girlfriend back from the dead, but now that’s it’s over, she’s gone!

Ch: I’m sorry, Ophelia, but I for one am very glad that I’m now out of the picture.

G: It wasn’t that bad, was it?

Ch: A nightmare doll and an idiot child. Face it, I drew the short straw in this.

...

G: Huh? Wait? What’s going on?

H: You’re coming to take me away, I suppose. Thank God.

Ok: Literally. Thank Madoka.

Op: Godoka.

Ch: There’s that Law of Cycles thing again.

G: Oh, yeah. They never did explain what that was. Hey, do you suppose that their afterlife is like ours? Like, do they have a Freehaven and everything?

Ca: I don't think so. I think whatever witch-erasing wish you made, it changed things.

Op: Nothing stopping the new afterlife from making a Freehaven.

G: Maybe it’s a...a real afterlife! I mean, one that doesn’t try to be like the world of the living, and instead is all...spiritual with...clouds and halos?

Op: No offense, but that sounds boring as fuck.

G: Yeah, I realized that when I said it.

Ch: Well, maybe in going there, you’re changed on a spiritual level? I mean, you lose your mortal body and become one with some kind of all-seeing consciousness or something?

H: You mean like Nirvana.

Ok: The band?

Op: BORING!

Ch: You wouldn’t get bored in that state, since boredom is a mortal concept!

Ok: And I’ll have you know that Nirvana’s music was absolutely revolutionary and not boring at all-

Op: No, babe. She means Nirvana as if in the religious concept, not the band. The band was named after the concept.

Ok: Oh. Uh, now that I think about it, that’s kind of obvious.

...

=Madokami descends=

G: Oh, wow.

Op: Jesus. Talk about rolling out the red carpet.

Ok: Pink carpet.

Op: Pink is a shade of red. Just...lightish red.

G: Is that me? Is that what my...uh...

Ok: Goddess.

G: I’m not a goddess!

Ok: Oh, yeah? What do you call that, then?

Ch: You do look pretty godlike.

Op: ...was that a green elephant?

...

G: Oh. My God.

Op: How can it be ‘your God’ when you are God?

G: Don't call me that. Please.

Op: So, hey. How many prayers gets us holy luck in the lottery?

G: I’m not God!

Ch: Yeah, but it looks like you would’ve been. Regretting things now?

G: No! I don't want to be God! Why would anyone want to be God?

Op: Omnipotence?

G: And do what with it? Like you said, it would all just be so boring!

Op: Yeah, I guess you have a point. Also, care to explain the green elephant?

G: No.

...

Ok: Well, there we are again.

Ch: Oh goody.

Op: So, you’re like Shinigami or something? Come to take Homura away?

Ca: That would leave the two of us...yeah.

Op: Yup.

=awkward=

...

G: What’s going on with my hair?

Ok: No matter what, you get the stupidly long appendages.

G: At least with the legs it makes sense!

Ok: ...no, it doesn’t!

Op: Do you think they’re prehensile? Like, can you use them to pick things up or something?

G: If I’m God, why would I need to?

Ch: Oh, so now you’re okay with being God!

G: I’m not, she is!

...

G: Well, I guess this is the end. Homura gets taken away.

H: Believe it or not, this is actually kind of a relief.

Op: I’ll say. You get...basically what we have now. Together with your honey-bun in the afterlife.

G: Did you just call me honey-bun?

Ch: Kind of dragging this out, aren’t they?

G: I’m starting to get a weird feeling.

...

Op: Um, why did it suddenly get all sinister?

=Homura grabs Madokami’s wrists=

H: Wait! What?

Op: HOLY-

Ch: What the fuck?

=stares in silence for a bit=

Op: Is...Is Homura turning evil?

H: What. What. What.

G: What’s going on? Why is this...

=more silence=

G: Please. Stop.

Ok: On it!

=pause=

Op: Uh...well, that was a plot twist.

H: What in the name of all that is holy is going on?

G: Homulilly, please remember, this isn’t you, you didn’t do this.

H: I know. I know. But...clearly I would have gotten to a point that...but why?

Ch: What is she even doing, though? What’s going on?

Op: Yeah, I mean, this is what she wanted, right? To...be with Madoka with no Incubator bullshit?

Ch: You would think!

Ok: Um...hey, who’s up for a break?

H: No.

Ok: No?

H: No. I’m not leaving this hanging. I need to know what she does and why. Play it.

Op: Lilly, you sure about this?

H: I am. I need to know.

Ok: Okie-dokie...

=plays=

...

G: Wait, so she pulled me out of...me?

Ch: Oh.

H: Oh, what?

Ch: I’m starting to...never mind. We’ll talk about it after.

Op: Jesus, look at this mess! What’s she becoming?

...

H: So they save me from being a witch only for...I don't get it!

Ca: I don't think she’s becoming a witch. This is something else.

G: Am I...is she trapping us together or...?

...

Ok: Did she just eat the world?

H: More than that.

Op: There goes the solar system.

Ch: Galaxy.

G: She’s taken over the whole universe.

Op: This is...Wow.

...

Ok; And, okay! Random-ass knitting spool!

Ch: These animators just can’t help themselves.

H: Please. Let’s stay focused.

Ch: Sorry. It’s just...okay.

...

H: Well. There I am. In the void, and...

=frustrated noises=

Op: You okay?

H: I guess? I’m just...Wow.

=Homura crunches soul gem=

Ok: Like an egg.

Op: Finger-lickin’ good.

G: Guys...

Op: I’m sorry, but what else are we supposed to do?

G: Not crack jokes!

H: It’s okay. Let them.

=Homucifer soul gem created=

Ch: Okay, that doesn’t look evil at all!

H: What do I even need it for? What’s even the point?

...

=Kyubey’s face appears=

Op: AND NOW THIS FUCKER!

G: Times...a lot. That’s a lot of Kyubeys.

Ok: A lot, a lot! Seriously, why’s there so many?

Ca: The Incubator possesses an infinite number of physical bodies, spread out through several worlds. That’s how he manages so many Puella Magi at the same time. That is why fighting against him is ultimately futile. He cannot be destroyed or even beaten.

H: Oh? Would you like to place some money on that?

Ca: What do you mean, Homulilly?

H: I think I see where this is going. And if I’m right, this might redeem this whole movie for me!

Ch: You know you get fucking terrifying when you’re like that, right?

H: I do. And soon, so will he!

...

Op: Oh, he is scared!

H: Good. He should be.

Ok: I’m lost. So, what, your love for Madoka...broke the universe?

H: The way I see it, if my repeated looping through time gifted Madoka with the magical potential to rewrite reality with a single wish, then surely an equal, yet opposite amount of potential must rest within me. Er, her.

Ok: Opposite how?

=Homura turns into Homucifer=

Ch: Oh, wow.

Ok: DAAAMMMNNN! Homulilly, not gonna lie, but that is a look!

=Gretchen is suddenly very interested=

Op: It’s the black swan.

G: What?

Op: That new dress. It’s the black swan. From Swan Lake. You know, the ballet?

Ch: Oh, shit. Suddenly, that dance-off from earlier makes sense.

H: Does it? Does it, really?

Ch: Well, okay, no, it doesn’t. But it was still foreshadowing!

...

H: There. The Devil. If Madoka became God, there must be a Devil

G: Stop it! You’re not the Devil!

H: She is. Or at least, I would have been. The equal opposite, the shadow to God’s holy light. Restoring balance.

Op: You’re...awfully okay with all of this.

H: I understand, now. Why it’s called the Rebellion Story. This is the story of Homura’s rebellion. Against everything!

Op: And you get to fuck up Kyubey. For real.

H: Yes!

...

G: I don’t see how you can think of this as a good thing!

H: It’s the only way.

G: To do what?

H: The Incubators know about you. About the wish that you made. And they almost got you. Yes, I could have just let myself be taken away, but that wouldn’t stop them from trying again until they trapped you. This prevents that. They will never get you now.

G: Yes! Because you trapped me first!

H: I-

...

Ch: Okay, pause it.

Ok: Don't need to tell me twice...

Ch: Guys. You’re getting too into this. Remember: this is a what-if. None of this happened. Gretchen, you never erased the witches and became God. Homulilly, you never did...whatever the hell that was and became the Devil. It’s not real.

G: I know that! I just don't understand why you all are happy that this happened, that Homura did this to herself!

H: Because I just spent a whole movie learning about all the creative ways the Incubators would have psychologically tortured me to get to you! Forgive me for being glad that Homura found a way to get to them!

=a pause. And then Gretchen runs off. A moment later Homulilly rushes after her=

...

Op: So, um...

Ok: Do you think they’ll be okay?

Ch: Give them time. It’s...a lot to take in.

Op: You didn’t take how you ended up very well, either.

Ch: No, actually, I’m still fuming about that. But this is a bit different.

Ok: Yeah...

=beat=

Op: Hey, um, Candy? Hope you don't mind me asking, but what’s your take on all this?

Ca: All of what?

Op: You know! Let’s put whatever it is that Homura’s doing aside for now. Which way would’ve been better? All of us dying together and coming here while the world carries on, or Homura keeps looping until Madoka makes her big witch-erasing wish?

Ca: Why me?

Op: Well...

Ca: It’s because I’m the only one who remembers what witches are like before coming here, right?

Op: Kind of.

Ca: Well, honestly, I don't know. I don't have an answer for you. Do I love the life we have together and wouldn’t trade it for anything? Yes. Does having Madoka come down and peacefully take girls away instead of letting them become witches sound so much better? Yes. Would I give up what we have here, just throw away everything we’ve gone through and experienced together to let that happen? I don't know. Probably not. Would I think someone would be in the wrong to erase everything we have and replace it with whatever she created in its place? Maybe not.

Ok: Yeah, it’s just...I don't even know if whatever she has is even better. I mean, sure, our deal is really weird compared to what we had when we were alive, but at the same time...it’s not that different? Things still kind of work the same way? We just can’t really die or even get permanently hurt, and everyone has magic, and there’s all the other species of Magical Girl, but it’s not that different. But who knows what Madoka’s afterlife is even like?

Ch: I would say no. Honestly, the idea kind of terrifies me. What if it changes us completely? What if we become something that isn’t even human anymore?

Op: I mean, becoming a witch kind of does that?

Ch: But it’s not the same thing!

Ok: I don't know. I mean, you and I got taken away by Madoka in the movie, and we still seemed pretty human. Um, mostly.

Op: Yeah, I’m with Char on this one. I don't wanna be an angel or become one with everything or whatever the hell it is. Maybe I’m not really Kyoko Sakura anymore, but I still kind of am. Eternal peace or bliss actually sounds kind of boring. So, no Nirvana for me.

Ch: But not the band.

Op: I mean, they’re fine, just not really my thing.

Ch: Heathen.

Ca: Let’s not forget that we don't even know what Madoka’s version of the afterlife is even like. For all we know, it might not be all that different than what we have.

Op: Maybe. But would you take that risk?

Ca: Well, fortunately I don't have to. Like Charlotte said, this is a what-if. It’s not going to happen.

Ok: Does make you think, though.

Ch: Maybe a little too much.

Ca: Yeah.

=pause=

Op: Hope things are okay upstairs.

...

The door to the room that Homulilly shared with Gretchen was shut tight. Homulilly had already tried the doorknob and found it unlocked, but whether that had been because Gretchen was okay with someone following her or if she had been so upset that she had simply forgotten to lock the door wasn’t clear, so Homulilly had ended up leaving it be.

She just felt so twisted up. Watching The Rebellion Story had been one of the most emotionally harrowing experiences of her life, behind only her first few days of existence and that period of time in which Gretchen’s friend Homulilly had shown up out of nowhere and wreaked absolute chaos. Who would have known that watching a simple movie could be traumatic?

(the answer was Charlotte. Charlotte had known, and had advised against it, but of course everyone’s collective curiosity had won out, to their collective regret).

However, for as upsetting as the movie had been to her, it was now upsetting to Gretchen most of all. And Homulilly couldn’t just let things stand. Taking a deep breath, Homulilly raised her hand and rapped her bony knuckles against the door.

“Gretchen?” she said. “Can I, um. Is it okay if I come in?”

The silence that answered her question filled her heart with dread, and all of the whispering doubts that had plagued Homulilly her first few years, the same that she had worked so hard to push back and ignore, suddenly found their voices strengthened.

You screwed up.

She doesn’t want to talk to you.

You hurt her.

You don't deserve her.

You-

“Okay,” Gretchen said softly from the other side.

Sighing with relief, Homulilly opened the door and stepped inside.

#wn rebellion mst

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pokegalla · 2 years

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I have one done! More to go! (This is gonna take awhile 🥲) Enjoy!

🗡 What are some rumours people have about your character?

Grey:

* Butler. Evil Butler. Everyone calls him this. He hates it.

* Like really??? That’s how they see him?

* Killer called him Sebastian from Black Butler. He didn’t hesitate to bitch slap him.

The Core Virus:

* Quite proud to be known for causing fear into the hearts of both good and evil.

* An overlord? A being of utter chaos? Man they love it.

* That just makes them more terrifying

Virisity:

* Lmao people be dissing them

* Their rumors just revolve around them being a yandere psycho

* Do they really act like that? Wtf they should be as infamous as The Core Virus as an unstoppable force! Not….some low rated villain that is “yandere”

* They throw an tantrum everytime they hear it.

Nightmare:

* He’s got two kinds of rumors: he’s an evil overlord and king of negativity. Then there’s him being a dad of sorts.

* He literally torments people. How is he a father figure?

* Sure he takes care of his new minions and also hangs around Lisa and her team. But he doesn’t want them to die for being idiots. He might need them in the future. It would be a waste.

Error:

* Yo who the f$&@ told everyone he prances around in a feathery boa-?!

* It had to be Ink.

* He denies this heavily. He is a destroyer! The hell would he do something as stupid as that?!

* (It’s actually true but Ink MAY have stretched the truth)

Rosa:

* Who made a rumor that her singing makes plants grow?

* She thinks it’s pretty cool. She’s just confused on how that rumor came to be.

* Turns out Ash saw her singing a tune while caring for her plants. She was always pretty good with her green thumb and Ash had misunderstood it as her being magical

* (She does have magic revolving around greenery though. But only in the dark world. Maybe that’s why her dark world form is based on plants….)

Bunny:

* Apparently people think she is young. Like a child young.

* Ooooooooo she hates it.

* SHE IS A YOUNG ADULT DAMMIT WHY DOES NOBODY BELIEVE THAT?!

* She believes it’s because of her flat chest. Which makes her even more pissed.

Deltarune group (the group altogether in general):

* Weirdos

* Rumor has it that they do odd occult things on the low.

* Susie and Kris entertain the idea

* The others however do not and wish they would stop scaring others-

Lisa (Me):

* Quiet kid vibes

* Apparently someone made a rumor about her making a harem of skeletons

* Her response?

* “Shit I wish”

* This leaves everyone confused or concerned

Cross:

* People really find him intimidating.

* Like they think he’s killed before or would kill someone

* They’re not wrong? But their rumors are a bit harsh or even twisted.

* (Don’t worry his friends got his back. Protecc dah Oreo dude-)

Chara:

* Demon child

* They definitely think he’s not normal or just plain weird.

* Chara doesn’t care and purposely puts the rumors to good use by scaring people and do crazy pranks!

* (He gets in trouble a lot and Lisa, Nightmare, or Rosa punish him.)

Bonus!!!

Red:

* There’s a rumor that he actually is an infamous Team Fortress 2 player that has top scores. Even won a tournament.

* He denies it though

* Probably just to keep you guessing. Damn jerk….

Poplar:

* Has pastas from all over the world

* Probably true but are YOU gonna look and research ALL those boxes and the different types of pastas he has in storage?

* I’ll wait-

Rus:

* Has won a pie eating contest

* He doesn’t really deny it but tries to avoid talking about it

* Something about the police getting involved….you decide not to press him further.

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lovestuckyhatemarvel · 8 months

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CHAPTER 5. THE FLAYED. Sorry I just think that’s super dramatic.

1.) Why is that elevator so fast? The kids could have gotten this place shut down so fast just by going to OSHA.

2.) Erica and Dustin are worsties.

3.) They are so far underground. The logistics of getting that elevator built must have been a nightmare.

4.) The evil Russians can’t build elevators but they sure are good at building secret bases under houses.

5.) The subtitles have betrayed me and no longer translate Russian for me. Probably because Joyce and Hopper don’t speak Russian. So like it makes sense but I can still be annoyed because I’m nosy.

6.) Policeman have rules? Man, you really aren’t from around here, my dude.

7.) STOP SHOOTING A MACHINE GUN IN A CLOSED AREA, DIPSHIT.

8.) Joyce is bad at throwing but that Russian is worse at shooting. HOW MANY ROUNDS DID YOU SHOOT WITHOUT HITTING ANYTHING? And people say stormtroopers are bad, but they at least canonically weren’t actually trying to stop them. Pretty sure that dude actually was supposed to be stopping them.

9.) Nancy called Jonathan at 6 am to vague about Will being in danger, something no rational person would do, but it was done to be dramatic so they could cut to other characters.

10.) JOYCE AND HOPPER BICKERING IS SO BORING. SO FUCKING BORING.

11.) I love Max being sassy to Mike. Also excited for this to go from 4 groups to 3 groups.

12.) I missed part of Robin and Erica being sassy to each other because I was giving smooches to my cat on his widdle head. And now he’s cuddling with me. That’s not an update about the show but I feel it’s important.

13.) Steve stops the elevator door with a truly impressive move.

14.) Dustin got called roast beef.

15.) I don’t care about evil Russian guy who looks like if you ordered Arnold Scwarzenegger from Wish.

16.) OHH MY GODDDDDDDD. WHY DID THE DUFFERS HAVE JOYCE AND HOPPER BE SO INSUFFERABLE AROUND EACH OTHER THIS SEASON?

17.) I forgot that they carjack a guy named Todd and it is the Toddfather car.

18.) Steve figures out the potential upside down connection about the same time that Dustin does.

19.) I love that El just breaks into so many places.

20.) Their plan is to use an 80 year old woman like a tracking dog.

21.) I forgot they take Alexei to Murray.

22.) I love Joyce.

23.) I love Robin believing Erica about the comma room immediately while Dustin is like ‘that could be anything’.

24.) It is very funny that the only time Steve wins a fight is against a Russian soldier while in an adorable sailor outfit.

25.) Robin discovers the portal.

26.) I hate that they have Jonathan say he was 100% wrong. He kind of wasn’t wrong. The real enemy is capitalism, btw. The patriarchy too. That being said, “I’m a woman and I want to do this so you’re not allowed to be mad about losing a job you desperately need because your financial situation is completely different than mine” is not a feminist take, actually. Like Nancy has her own phone in her room. She has her own TV. Her mom is a stay at home mom. She doesn’t have to worry about how she’s going to pay for college or if she has connections for a job because she has both. She can even blow off a job in the summer before her her senior year because it’s not that important. Jonathan doesn’t have any of those luxuries.

Like yes, Nancy was right about this case and she was right to pursue it, but Jonathan wasn’t wrong to want to drop a case that looked like nonsense to keep a job he needed. Or at least not rock the boat with it. It was also just kind of naive that Nancy thought that there was an amount that would make a bunch of sexist men who saw her as a couple years away from being worth fucking to see her as a professional. There literally wasn’t. They didn’t ask for proof, they asked for her to shut he fuck up and get them coffee.

27.) I love Lucas being the one to notice a moment to actually talk to El. Dustin may think he’s the smartest child out of the boys, but it’s actually Lucas.

28.) I forgot that they get chased.

29.) The flirting going back and forth between carnage in the hospital while Nancy and Jonathan run for their lives is something.

30.) so many people get choked this season.

31.) Jonathan gets his ass beat this season.

32.) For every time that ugly man disrespects Nancy Drew, he owes me 20 dollars, so he owes me a lot.

33.) I think they just killed like 1/5 of the papers staff at least. Do either of them get to have a moment to reckon with the fact that they killed two human beings?

34.) The bodies melted into bad CGI that is STILL DISGUSTING.

35.) Have you heard of a meet cute and a meet ugly? Now in season 3 episode 5, you can see a meet disgusting where two blobs come together to form into a mini mind flayer.

#stranger things #stranger things rewatch #s3e5 #stranger things s3e5

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modernmanblues · 1 year

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Ok I normally don’t share stuff like this on here but I’m sorry I just need to vent. Today I was invited to a family friend’s holiday gathering (it’s Memorial Day weekend here in the states). Fine with me- I’ve known and adored these people for a long time so I agreed to pop in for a bit since I hadn’t seen them in a while. My mum received this said invitation over the phone and her friend briefly mentioned how my ex bf popped in for a bit to drop off some drinks. This made my anxiety go up bc he’s literally the last person I wanna see at this point in time- he makes my blood boil. As soon as my mum got off the phone I told her to call her friend back to ask and make sure he wasn’t there anymore or I wasn’t going to be making an appearance. Her friend confirmed he wasn’t there so my mum and I went and had a great time catching up with folks..for about an hour..

AND THEN MY WORST FUCKING NIGHTMARE HAPPENED. Out of nowhere, dumbass decided to make a cameo appearance (the ghost of Christmas past, oh what joy). Anyways, there he was, dressed like Glenn Frey Miami Vice style on his Harley Davidson thinking it was gonna have any effect on me (sorry dude it didn’t). I WAS FUCKING LIVID. And the worst part, dumbass decided to show up, made brief eye contact with me, spoke with someone else at the party and didn’t have the common courtesy to say a single word to me. 5 FUCKING YEARS WITH THIS IDIOT AND HE HAD THE AUDACITY TO DO THIS. UNFUCKINGREAL. It took every ounce of me not to go up to him and give him a piece of my mind. Yes, as a matter of fact I do have self control. Everyone looked at me and asked if I was ok knowing he was there. Deep down I wasn’t..but I took some deep breaths and tried to make small talk as a distraction. It worked..for a little bit, but it continued to bother me and tbh I am STILL bothered by it.

This is why I am SO happy to be leaving this damn town and this godforsaken state, even, and to be moving to the place of my dreams (oh California pls be good to me- my soon to be home, pls be good to me). For what it’s worth, I love you NY but it’s time for me to move on. The only reason why I’ve continued to live here was to finish grad school and bc of family and some friends from high school that I still hang with from time to time. Other than that, I am now fully prepared to divorce NY.

My only message to this individual: grow the fuck up. I refuse to be with a man who acts like a child and doesn’t know what kind of future he has in mind for me. For us. I’d rather stay single than be with someone who can’t progress with me in life. A man without ambition, that’s the last thing I want in my life right now.

This court is now adjourned.

#personal #liz stewart rambles #he’s a manchild sorry to say it #the nerve of some people

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therapy-ghost · 2 years

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Hello, thank you so much for doing this for me. Here's info about me :

My name is Gabriela, but they call me Gabby, Magik, Luna, Crazy one, Gabi. I'm 16 years old girl from Slovakia 🇸🇰, Libra and 5'9 ft tall. I am an only child.

I have brown eyes, dirty blonde hair to my shoulders, I wear black glasses and I have cute gap in my teeth. I'm tall and slim. I have little freckles.

I have Russian accent since I'm half Russian and half Slovak. Yep, Russian and Slovak are my native languages.

My personality: Introvert, calm, funny, smart, logic, hotheaded, sensitive, polite, nice, kind, loving, passionate, cold, and honest. I'm loyal to my friends and family but I have really short tempert. I'm sassy and flirty and self-confident. I'm vengeful, flirty, manipulative ( I hate when I'm manipulative). I'm a good person and a loyal friend.

My sarcastic comments just like to be notifed ya know. My biggest skill is : LEADERSHIP. Sometimes I make inappropiate comments against others.

Despite my strong personality, I still have fears that I didn't overcome, like fear from heights, clowns, dark, and when someone is raising hand on me even in a good manner, I will flinche and step away from fear.

I love libraries and chemical labs.

Meditation is such a bullshit to me.

I wear mostly Dark clothes. Black and blue and purple are my fav colors. I like to wear chokers, headbands and I love to wear my hair down or in a bun or a ponytail.

When I speak Russian and I wanna speak in English to someone, my English is messy, Idk why.

I have my black headphones 24/7. Even when I'm writing this, I have 'em on and I listen to music. Music is my happy place, my own world and I listen to musíc mostly when I want to ignore everyone. So at first, when I'm meeting someone new, I will ignore them and have sassy comments. I just don't let my trust down so easily.

I love to play on guitar and piano, sing, listen to music, read books, draw, dance. I'm a bookworm and I just can't imagine my life without book and music. I love Science and History. I love universe too.

People say that I'm just like Magik from new mutants.

People say that's it so cute when I push my glasses up and when I laugh and smile. Idk why but спасибо большое ❤️.

Why that nickname crazy one? Well I'm allergic to sunlight, and I can't go out at day only at night. I don't sleep cause of Insomnia and I don't eat because when I eat too much, I feel like I'm going to throw up. Not a best feeling. I'm literally a VAMPIRE. I have white skin and fangs.

I have one adoptive brother Casey. He's 16 and he's just like BAYMIKEY. Soo annoying but we love each other. We have separate bedrooms and we always speak in Russian

I have breakdowns cause of my grandfather. He does 4 years ago and it's do painful for me.

I have a lot of nightmares.

That's everything. Thank you so much ❤️❤️.

Hello, and thank you for doing this with me, but here is your match up.

I match you up with: Donnie

The two of you have pretty similar interest that would allow you to bound a lot easier than the rest.

Teach him a few words in Russian and he will use them, either on his family and friends, or you.

he will also like to hear you play the guitar in the background of his work shop.

sitting in each others silence is something he will enjoy, and then put some light music in the background and *chefs kiss*

please listen to him rumble too, its much appreciated by his brothers.

insomnia is a thing that is also in his life, so you dont have to be alone.

purple duo?

he is a very vanilla dude when it to physical touch, holding hands, cuddles, and cheek kisses.

but really, you to are pretty much perfect(in my opinion)

Thank you for this exchange and i hope you liked it.

#TMNT Match up #Match up Exchange

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pseudogaiety · 5 years

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so im definitely feeling some kind of way. info in the tags.

#[ ;ooc. ]#i was gonna get on today but im in a real baad place #ive started having nightmares every night again which is #very frustrating #it was a problem i had in child hood but i thought itd gone away #i had a dream two nights ago that i was being sexually harrassed by a customer at work #and when i threatened to call the police on him he decided id like shamed him in public??? and started stalking me #and then the one i had last night #WHICH WARNING FOR GORE AND GROTESQUE STUFF IF THAT BOTHERS YOU #but i was literally pulling worms out of my face ???#so ya im kinda fucked up rn haha #sorry my dude and ladies

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runcible-spoons · 4 years

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#dude holy shit i feel like an idiot #i forgot my therapist is a mandated reporter (i remembered about self injury and stuff) but about child abuse #and well... i didnt think it was child abuse but then she told me she was a mandated reporter #and that she was debating about whether to call CPS (or DCF in my state)#it literally doesnt feel real this feels like a nightmare #im such an idiot holy hell #but better for this to happen while my brother is away anyways

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belphies-wife · 3 years

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What Naps Are Like With Them (Everyone)

In celebration of my first post kinda blowing up, I wrote a little something for all the characters, including Luke! (platonically for him, of course)

Again, thank you guys for all the love on my Satan Reacting to Montero fic <3 I’ll be working on requests after this.

Also, no beta we die like Lilith.

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Lucifer

➼ Never sleeps, e v e r

➼ His brothers would destroy the House of Lamentation in his sleep

➼Took a while to convince him to take a nap with you because of this

➼ His brothers listen to you more than they listen to their older brother, so you begged them to behave for a few hours so that their older brother can rest for once

➼ You will use your pact if you have to, just please let this man sleep

➼ You made sure to pick a day where you know Lucifer hadn’t slept the night before due to his workload

➼ Seriously, you had to talk to Diavolo about that

➼ You both got into your comfiest pajamas and played some soft classical music for ultimate relaxation

➼ You thought about taking a picture of hm while he slept

➼ He saw it coming and had you sleep facing away from him with his arms wrapped around you so you couldn’t turn around

➼ Smart bastard

➼ If you complain about it he’ll laugh at you

➼ Hey, at least you get cuddles

➼ Luci here looks so calm and peaceful while he sleeps, it’s adorable

➼ No wonder everyone tries to take a picture of him sleeping

➼ He’s a heavy sleeper, so you end up having to wake him up after a few hours

➼ He thanks you

➼ He’s well-rested and in a good mood for the rest of the day

➼ His brothers obviously take advantage of that

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Mammon

➼ Unlike most of his brothers, he actually has a decent sleep schedule (most of the time)

➼ However, if you wanted to take a nap with him, he wouldn’t say no

➼ Well, he’d say no, but then say yes immediately after

➼ “Whaddya mean you wanna take a nap with me? Do I look like Belphie!?”

➼ Blushing like crazy while complaining, as usual

➼ “Fine, I’ll go nap with him, then.”

➼ “Oi! Come back here! I changed my mind, I wanna take a nap!”

➼ Tsundere baby

➼ Obviously, you tease him about it

➼ “Jealous, huh? I thought that was Levi’s thing.”

“Shut up! Are we gonna cuddle or not?”

“I said nap, not cuddle.”

➼ Cue the pout

➼ The definition of the 🥺 face

➼ Please love this child

➼ “I’m kidding, of course we’re gonna cuddle.”

➼ Usually a little spoon

➼ Unless he’s in a jealous mood

➼ If he is, he will hold on to you like his life depends on it.

➼ More teasing, obviously

➼ If you think about it, Greed and Envy are very similar

➼ Poor baby wants love

➼ New drinking game: take a shot every time I call Mammon a baby

➼ I shot of water, I know you’re dehydrated

➼ Anyways, naps with Mammon = cuddles

➼ Either you’re holding him to you or he’s holding you to him

➼ f o r e h e a d k i s s e s

➼ Mammon gets nightmares about what happened with Belphie sometimes, so lots of comfort cuddles

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Leviathan

➼ “Levi, did you sleep at all last night?”

➼ Obviously not

➼ He was up all night binge watching the latest season of “The Magical Ruri Hanai: Demo Girl”’s spin-off series

➼ Why would you even ask?

➼ “Levi, did you stay up all night?”

➼ He looked away, a little embarrassed. “Uh, yeah.”

➼ “Levi, honey. You need to sleep. It’s not good for your health to be staying up so late.”

➼ Leviathan.exe has stopped working

➼ You’re worrying about him?????

➼ And you’re calling him honey?????

➼ Are you trying to kill him?????

➼ “You must be exhausted. Wanna take a nap?”

“Oh, uh. Yeah. I guess I could use a nap.”

“Alright. We should go to my room, since there’s more room on my bed than in your tub.”

➼ Wait you meant a nap together????

➼ You’re really trying to kill him.

➼ Usually, he’d make fun of you and call you a normie.

➼ But he was currently too busy dying.

➼ If somehow you managed to resurrect him and get him to your room to nap, then you’d know this shy boi is a little spoon.

➼ Does this really come as a surprise to anyone? It shouldn’t.

➼ He’s blushing like crazy the whole time.

➼ “Levi, if you can't sleep with me here, I can leave.”

“No!”

➼ He does sleep eventually.

➼ Sweet baby cuddles you in his sleep.

➼ Wholesome af

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Satan

➼ As the most responsible one in the family, he has a pretty good sleep schedule, so he doesn’t normally take naps.

➼ However, if you ask him to, he’ll agree.

➼ If it makes you happy he’ll do it <3

➼ He’s not really touchy-feely and won’t initiate any cuddling.

➼ Dude that you asked to nap because you were tired and wanted to sleep.

➼ Nah bro, you just want cuddles.

➼ While he won’t initiate any cuddles, if you make it more obvious that you want some, he’ll give them to you.

➼ Big spoon

➼ If you want him to be the small spoon, he will, but he’ll be flustered af.

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Asmodeus

➼ “Asmo, wanna sleep together?”

➼ Could you have made a poorer word choice?

➼ No, you could not.

➼ This boy literally made the lenny face.

➼ “Asmo, I meant a nap.”

“Well, I suppose that’ll satisfy me for now.”

➼ You then proceeded to smack him with a pillow.

“Hey! Don’t mess up my hair!”

➼ You had to wait for him to take off his makeup and change his clothes and stuff.

➼ It’s a process.

➼ Cuddle’s tf out of you.

➼ He’ll be the big spoon or the little spoon. It doesn’t matter to him, so you can decide.

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Beelzebub

➼ Takes naps with Belphie a lot and thought it was cute that you also wanted to nap.

➼ Pre-nap snack first, though.

➼ Then he’s ready.

➼ Sweet boi will enjoy the nap whether he’s a big spoon or little spoon.

➼ If you’re happy, he’s happy <3

➼ You kiss his face a lot.

➼ He thinks you’re the cutest little human ever when you do that.

➼ I’d say soft Beel, but when is he ever not soft?

➼ Not counting the custard incident

➼ He Likes to kiss the top of your head while you sleep.

➼ He definitely snores.

➼ It takes some getting used to, but you’re not gonna let keep you from cuddling your big boi.

➼ It honestly feels really safe and comforting to just be wrapped up in his arms.

➼ Equally comforting to have his head resting against you.

➼ Overall just really soft.

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Belphegor

➼ You don’t even need to ask. He’s the king of naps.

➼ Being around Belphie for an extended period of time makes you sleepy.

➼ You’re not sure if it’s because he’s sleep or if it’s because he has some sort of sleep-power.

➼ Any time you cuddle you end up taking a nap.

➼ Do I even have to say it?

➼ S m a l l s p o o n

➼ The smallest spoon.

➼ As the youngest, he’s the most spoiled, so he’s really really clingy and just expects you to drop whatever you’re doing at any given time to nap with him.

➼ I mean, you’d probably do it even if he didn’t expect you to.

➼ He does this adorable thing when he’s sleepy and he sees you nearby where he’ll go up to you and wrap his arms around you and rest his head against your shoulder and just say “Sleep, please.”

➼ You will stop whatever you’re doing no matter what and go up to the attic to nap with him.

➼ Not an exaggeration. It’s happened while Lucifer was talking to you before he he was p i s s e d.

➼ It was obviously intentional

➼ But how can you say no to his cute face?

➼ He seems to be able to keep you from having nightmares and you sleep 100x better with him than on your own

➼ Softest boi

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Simeon

➼ While he may dress like a stripper, this man is an angel and is pure™

➼ Anything you want, you’ll get. How can he ever deny you a thing?

➼ He can’t.

➼ You want naps? You get naps.

➼ You want cuddles? You get cuddles.

➼ You want sleepy kisses? You get sleepy kisses.

➼ Hotel? Trivago.

➼ But seriously, sleepy kisses are definitely a thing.

➼ Especially forehead kisses.

➼ Big spoon. He likes to hold you.

➼ Sweet boy loves you so much 🥺

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Luke (Platonically)

➼ Purgatory Hall has weekly movie nights, and they invite you over a lot to join them.

➼ You and Solomon have a very long list of human world movies you want Simeon to watch, but the poor man can’t figure out how Devilflix works for the life of him, so group movie nights are the only way.

➼ Not that any of you mind, of course.

➼ Luke begged Simeon to let him join you guys (he has a pretty strict bedtime)

➼ Simeon lets him occasionally if the movie is appropriate.

➼ Luke insisted on sitting next to you and sharing any treats he made that day.

➼ Poor baby ended up falling asleep not even halfway through the movie.

➼ Solomon obviously made fun of him.

➼ “Looks like it’s naptime for the little chihuahua.”

“Don’t tease him!” You say, defending Luke.

➼ At some point, Luke shifts so that he’s leaning against you in his sleep.

➼ You coo at how cute the ‘lil cherub looks.

➼ Aaaand then you proceed to fall asleep as well.

➼ You woke up the next day still on the couch. You were pretty confused since Simeon usually carries anyone who falls asleep to their bed (or the guest room, in your case).

➼ Then you realize Luke still asleep and wrapped around you.

➼ HE IS THE MOST PRECIOUS BABY EVER

➼ You assumed Simeon didn’t want to attempt moving one of you and risk waking the other so he just left you too

➼ Whatever it was, you went back to sleep with the little cherub snuggling you

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Solomon

➼ Purgatory Hall sleepover!

➼ Everyone had already fallen asleep, so you asked Solomon if he’d be alright with you two sleeping together.

➼ Not a good idea.

➼ You’re both settled in his bed and you’re about to drift off to sleep when this silly little sorcerer decided to tickle you.

➼ You s h r e i k

➼ “Solomon!”

➼ “Keep your voice down, dear. You wouldn’t want Simeon hearing and getting the wrong idea, now. Would you?”

➼ The s m a c c you gave him though-

➼ “Can I sleep now, or are you gonna keep bothering me?”

“You know you love me.” He grinned.

“Well, duh. But I also love sleep.”

➼ He does let you sleep after that.

➼ You fall asleep first, and one look at your sleeping face and he falls in love with you all over again.

➼ You’re so p r e c i o u s.

➼ He held you close to him as you slept, pressing soft, featherlight kisses against our forehead and nose, careful not to wake you.

➼ He’s a bitch until you fall asleep, pretty much.

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Diavolo

➼ It wasn’t intentional for you to fall asleep, really.

➼ You’d had a long day, and you had been sitting with the demon prince at his palace as he told you about his day over a cup of tea.

➼ It wasn’t like what he was saying was boring.

➼ No, it’s just that you were so tired, and the sofa you were sitting on was so comfy, and Diavolo was talking so much.

➼ It didn’t help that the tea that Barbatos had prepared was especially soothing.

➼ You couldn’t help yourself. You dozed off.

➼ Diavolo continued talking, and probably would’ve gone on for a long while without even noticing if Barbatos hadn’t cleared his throat and gestured towards your sleeping form.

➼ If it had been anyone else, he would have deemed it disrespectful.

➼ But it was you, and he had realized a long time ago that he was incapable of being upset with you.

➼ “It seems they’ve had a tiring day, my Lord. I suggest you let them rest.” Said Barbatos.

“Of course. I wouldn’t dream of disturbing them.” Carefully, he made his way over to you and pried the teacup from our hands so that you didn’t move and break it in your sleep.

➼ Then, he removed his suit jacket and draped it over you like a blanket.

➼ Not gonna lie, even Barbatos was a bit shooketh.

➼ He didn’t say anything, though.

➼ Diavolo kissed your forehead lightly and had Barbatos bring him the last of his paperwork for the day, which he finished quickly while remaining by your side.

➼ After that he picked up our still sleeping form and brought you to his room where he tucked you in.

➼ He sent Lucifer a text saying that you would be staying the night at the palace then went to sleep after answering a few emails.

➼ He snores loudly, but you somehow managed to sleep through it.

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Barbatos

➼ Diavolo set up another palace retreat (because I said so)

➼ You had been assigned a room with Luke and Beelzebub that time.

➼ It went good at first, and everyone was sent off to sleep at around 10 p.m.

➼ At some point in the middle of the night, you awoke from a particularly nasty nightmare.

➼ You were more scared than usual when you woke up, since the room you were in was not your room at the House of Lamentation.

➼ It took a while for you to realize where you were and calm down, but even then you were to afraid to sleep.

➼ Slowly, you exited the room, careful not to disturb Luke and Beel.

➼ You made your way to Barbatos’ room and knocked softly.

➼ Briefly, you wondered if he was asleep, but then he opened the door.

➼ You silently panicked when you realized your hair was a mess and your clothing was rumpled from sleep, but your disheveled appearance didn’t seem to faze him.

➼ “Hello. I was just about to prepare for bed. Is something the matter?”

➼ Suddenly, you felt very, very silly to come to such an ancient, powerful being for help with a little nightmare.

➼ “Sorry, it’s nothing. I apologize for bothering you. I’ll leave.” You said, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“You never bother me, my dear. Would you like to come in?” He asked, opening the door wider and stepping aside.

“Yes. I would like that.”

“Is something bothering you?”

You blushed. “I had a nightmare. I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. I know, it’s silly.”

“Of course it isn’t.”

“Can I... Can I stay here with you tonight?”

“If it would make you feel better, you may.”

➼ Barbatos tucked you in then sat next to you, gently running his hands through your hair. He began singing an old song in some ancient, forgotten language. His voice was soft and soothing as he sang, and you found yourself unable to stay awake even if you tried.

➼ “Goodnight, my dear.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

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