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#When the Dark Spoke to Me
wannabemylover · 7 months
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rewatching the first episode of Hannibal and holy shit I forgot how good this is but it's actually insane that Brian fuller set up the ep like this, he introduces will and Hannibal by first briefly showing them at their core, at the darkest, most vile part of them---we get a glimpse behind the curtain---and then its gone, the curtain is snapped shut and we see their masks, their human suits.
Will empathizes with killers because he likes it, and he wants to kill but he refuses to give into the urge because he knows how much he'll like it and he won't be able to stop. So he lives vicariously through other killers, satisfying his own dark urge by feeding it little morsels of secondhand blood lust. Every crime scene he works gives the urge something that satisfies it, not enough for it to grow, but enough for it be sate. Enough that he can ignore it for long enough that he can walk around and be Professor Will Graham who is Weird, Brash, and Non-sociable.
And Hannibal is a cannibal at night and a psychiatrist by morning.
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seleneprince · 27 days
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Unpopular opinion:
Remus Lupin was as capable of cruelty and arrogance as the rest of the Marauders. There are plenty of hints of this in canon. The only reason we don't see this side of him as often is because of his heavy reluctante to be considered a "bad guy".
And he low-key enjoyed going against Snape just as much, he just had some conscience aftewards.
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j-ellyfish · 25 days
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I'm sorry but I'm too much of a sucker for angsty fluff, severe pining and hurt/comfort with no toxicity involved in my comfort ships, so I just cannot see Spaus as toxic marriage ;_; 👉👈 💕
The people around them? Like, their bosses? Yes, toxic pieces of shit that never cared about their opinions or feelings, but they actually loved each other to the end, despite the ups and downs, and they might've taken some things personal in the moment, but in the long run they knew it was just humans politics and things out of their power.
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lilacandladybugs · 29 days
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I feel very loved
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wilchur · 4 months
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chewing on him...
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atalante241 · 8 months
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I will always and forever be biased towards Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003) and nothing, even death, can stop me.
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lupismaris · 1 year
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I was brave today, and it was really truly worth it.
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orcelito · 3 months
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I got 7 reactions to the post I made on this app 8 whole days ago (when most ppl in my area got 2 or 3 at the most). & Several messages I haven't responded to. Tbh I haven't bothered since that first day, bc I got what I wanted out of it (decided to try a hookup and accomplished it 3 days after deciding it), and...
We've still been texting. Sometimes about things that aren't exactly typical of what you'd think for a hookup (emotionally intimate, I guess?). Today we got on the topic of hiking and I mentioned my fav state park & she said she was planning to go there over spring break and said she'd love to bring me with her... which That is a level of accepting me in her life that I think is not typical of just a one-off hookup kinda thing.
So like... idk if we r skirting around the possibility of a relationship?? Or if we r setting up to be friends with benefits?? Would it be exclusive??? Open??? Assuming there's any kind of relationship at all??????
Idk. It feels like there's Something there. I don't know what she wants out of it. I kinda don't even know what I want out of it. But it'd feel a little weird to pursue smth else when we're in this nebulous area... it wouldn't be cheating bc it's not like we're dating, but I'd also hate it if we Did end up dating (exclusively) and then I'd have to give up someone else........
Idk. I wasn't expecting to hit it off with someone like this. I'm still pretty burnt out on serious romance, so I don't want to just jump right into a new thing. I just know that I like talking with her and I'll probably want to sleep with her again. Beyond that...
I dont know. It's all so confusing.
#speculation nation#i think im bigtime failing at the whole Casual aspect of it 😂#but i cant help being so alluring.... the girls Love a sweet nerd with a mysterious hidden darkness.....#might be why i have so many reactions too. i am for serious my post has over twice as many reactions as anyone else#idk. i have options. for now im just leaving them open.#it's only been a week now since we started chatting. still way too early to decide anything.#i will simply play it by ear. see where things take me.#we have. we have a spotify playlist. for sharing our favorite songs together. we are sharing music.#i feel like im going insane. this cant be the normal Just Casual kinda thing can it???#not when shes said at multiple points that im 'the coolest person ever' or that im really kind#oh god am i turning into one of those useless lesbian tropes????#'help this girl keeps saying im really cool and that she wants to go hiking with me and we are sharing music together#and also we had sex. do you think she likes me?'#fbkdfkshfkshdjd it sounds so FUNNY laid out like that. but the sex rly is just incidental and all ykno?#i dont know how many hookups shes actually had. i dont know how special i am to her#emotionally Or sexually. and i feel like asking would be rude.#so i am simply waiting it out. seeing where it goes. and being pleasantly surprised anytime it goes well.#the thing with the hiking today made me all 😳😳😳😳 bc it spoke of a desire to have me in her life several months from now#it's only been a week. it's only been a week. i have no idea what im doing.
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thesilverlock · 1 year
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Everything Mist and Astral Said to One Another (English Dub Version)
Episode 20:
[ Technically, they don’t speak to each other in Mist’s debut episode. Unless you count the very last inner monologue of “Number 96, are there more memories like you?” from Astral.]
Episode 38 & 39:
Mist: Leaving so soon, Astral? Astral: You again. Number 96. How is it you are here, did you break your seal again? Mist: Correct. We all decided it was time to act. Astral: You all..? (…) Astral: Does this mean the other Numbers are giving you your power? Mist: Naturally! We all agree that our time has come, it is time to act and to destroy! Astral: Destroy-? Are you saying that we exist in order to bring destruction to the world!? Mist: What other purpose could you and I have? (…) Mist: Your destiny lies with us, remember your mission.  Astral: (glare) Mist: The time has come at last! Come and join us, Astral! (…) Mist: Give up! We will absorb you! (…) Mist: Utopia got away but you will pay the price. Lacking Utopia’s protection you will be helpless to resist us, your concern for humans must have weakened your mind. Astral: (grits teeth at) Mist: Now! Numbers! Join with me! Absorb Astral so that we can complete our mission of destruction! Astral: What are you doing?! Mist: All these Numbers are under my control now but I need more power. You will be assimilated next! (…) Mist: There is no escape, Astral. You are going to fulfill your mission whether you like it or not. There is much we have to destroy. Astral: (looks back at him defiantly) (…) Mist: Gotcha. Astral: (cries out and struggles) Mist: There is no escaping your fate, Astral. You will join with me and become me. Astral: (glares) (…)  Mist: He failed badly, just as you failed, Astral. (…) Mist: Ghh! It feels like I am losing my hold on you! Astral: That is due to the bond between Yuma and me. We out power you. Mist: Impossible! (yells in pain as he disintegrates) 
Episode 89:
Mist: Astral~ Astral: You! Number 96. Mist: You are not powerful enough to defeat the Barians. Astral: I thought I had finally seen the last of you. Mist: Well luckily for you, you were wrong. You need my aid, Astral, and you know it. Release me from the confines of this key and in return I will lend you my help. Astral: You know I will not accept your offer. Mist: Do not dismiss me so quickly. I know that you are stumbling around hopelessly in the dark, you do not have the strength to continue on alone. You need me. Face the facts, Astral. You may be light but I am darkness, light can only shine in the dark, without me you will never be complete. (…) Mist: You will not win until you accept the one thing you lack. You need my help. (…) You have me all wrong, I am here to help. This opponent is testing Astral in order to see if he is worthy of keeping the Numbers. Astral: Worthy? Mist: Astral. You know I’m right. You also know that you need my power to defeat him. (…) Take my advice and think it over carefully before you turn me down, Astral. Just remember; this is not the human world, I wonder what will happen to your friend Yuma if you lose. (…) Astral: All right, Number 96, I will free you! (…) Number 96, make sure you fulfill your end of our bargain! Mist: (evil laughter) I promised that I would help you win this duel and I will. You must summon Dark Mist, quickly! (…) Mist: And now we can finish him off! Convinced yet? Surely you must see now that you do need my power, the power of darkness. Astral: (narrow-eyed stare) (…) Mist: Astral you kept your word and set me free. Thank you. And I promise you there will come a day when you need my dark powers once more. We will meet again.  Astral: (glares as the other disappears)
Episode 101 & 102:
[ Gonna be skipping the duel jargon and lesser taunts and whatnot, cause I don’t really count it ]
Mist: Nice to see you again, Astral. Especially in such a perfect setting for an all-out duel. Here’s the Number, shall we start? Astral: So you being here, does this mean that you’ve teamed with that Barian?! Mist: He sought me out and begged me to help him, I felt bad for the boy and I agreed. Now I will duel you and defeat you! Astral: That will not happen! (…) Mist: Things are different now Astral. I’m much more powerful, and there’s no way you can beat me! Both: Let’s Duel! (…)  Mist: That was impressive, but you don’t think I’m stupid enough to take damage for nothing, do you? Astral: Meaning? (…) Mist: Say whatever you like but I bring much more than cards to this duel. This Labyrinth of Screams is a trap that makes every one of your moves extremely dangerous, and so, if you win - Yuma doesn’t! (…) Mist: Well, Astral, even someone as clueless as you can plainly see that I am in total control of this duel.  (…) Mist: It’s over, Astral. Astral: As long as I have a turn nothing is over, 96. My move. Mist: What’s the point in continuing? Your defeat is inevitable. Astral We shall see. Mist: We shall. (…) Mist: Why fight? Give up. Astral: I will not. Victory and defeat are never known until a duel ends. Mist: You only have 100 LPs left, yet you still have hope. Hope is your enemy. You put your hope in the hands of a human who swore he was your friend to the end, but the second he thought it would do him some good he lied to you, betrayed you. That friendship, it’s a burden, a weight you’re forced to carry. But you put your hope in the wrong place, Astral. You put your hope in Yuma Tsukumo, a traitor. Fact is, the only real hope you have is me. Astral: And how is that? Mist: You mean you haven’t figured why you can’t absorb Chaos Numbers? It’s so obvious! Astral: (exchanges a look with him) Mist: You don’t have my power! You can never gather all the Numbers without my help, Astral. You allow your emotions to get the best of you and as a result you still try to protect your friend the liar.  (…) Mist: Well Astral, I think it’s time you and Yuma said your goodbyes, don’t you? Astral: This duel is not over yet. Mist: Hah! You only have 100 LPs left, why don’t you give up? Astral: (intense glare) Mist: (backs up and scowls) All right, I end my turn! (…) Mist: You may be clever, but I still have the advantage! Astral: I think not. Mist: What? Astral: In fact my victory is now inevitable.  (…) Mist: You knew exactly what you were going to do before the duel even began, didn’t you!? Astral: Of course I did. Mist: (snarls) But how? Astral: Quite simply, you overestimated your strategy and underestimated Yuma and me. Mist: You..! How dare you make a fool of me! (…) Astral: I did not win but I did not lose. Mist: How frustrating. (…) Mist: Well, Astral, we’ll settle this another time. Astral: I have no doubt we will…
Episode 110 & 111:
[ still skipping most of the duel stuff ]
Mist: Well, look who it is! Yuma and Astral. (…)  Astral: My deductions were correct, you are the one causing havoc in both our worlds.  Mist: Yes. I am. And I’m not just destroying your worlds, my unrelenting power is devastating Barian World as well.  Astral: You are trying to destroy all our worlds? Mist: That’s right. When I’m through, there will be nothing left. (…) Mist: Shall we get started? I’ve been looking forward to our rematch! Now say goodbye to your friends!  Astral: The danger of this duel has increased exponentially.  Mist: That’s correct, aren’t you a clever one?  (…) Mist: You don’t know when to give up, tell the boy he can’t win. Astral: You are wrong, we cannot lose! Mist: Oh, really? (…) Astral: Number 96, you have caused enough harm here today. It is time for your reign to come to an end. Prepare for your defeat, because I am feeling the flow. (…) Now, Number 96, let us duel! Mist: Fine by me, the little kid wasn’t much of a challenge anyway. Hopefully you won’t disappoint me~ (…) Mist: ASTRAL! You can’t get rid of me that easily. You may have won the duel but I still have enough power to finish you once and for all! 
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universestreasures · 11 months
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@blasterdiablo Sent: FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS (Accepting) 
[ THIRTEEN ] sender was kidnapped, receiver shows up to save them. [Club: Junos @ Luquier & Fullbau loloolol
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Luquier isn't the only vampire hunter in the area. If you knew where to look, you'd find a slew of people in the same business of killing bloodsuckers. It's not surprising at all considering how many people on both sides hated those in powers, humans hating the subjugation and prejudice and fellow vampires hating how despite their people's power there were still those among their ranks who were struggling for food to survive. Indeed their world was a messed up place, one truly needing change.
Although, changing the world was far from her mind. No, what her mind was focused on today was the fact a rival huntress, the songstress named Farah who used her voice to lure her targets in, had taken the very person she staked a claim on. It was a rule that hunters wouldn't seek other's targets, but since Luquier has failed in killing this one several times now, it seems like Farah thought it was fair game. Big mistake if you asked Luquier. For everyone should know never take the prey the silver-throned assassin has claimed.
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"Oh, that siren is going to pay for this...No one is going to kill that idiot but me!"
She quickly leaves her seat at the local bar she often visits to gather information about her targets to be on her way, leaving the bartender a nice tip for telling her about the trouble lord idiot had gotten himself into this time. With a whistle, Fullbau appears in a flash from where she had left him, the woman gently stroking his head and praising him before jumping on his back. Her whip crack to the ground signals the High Beast to charge forth, knowing he can track his former master's location from his scent, even if it was faint. That idiot's smell was one of a kind, so fruity and sweet like candy, perfectly unfitting for a vampire like him.
Then again, she saw him unfit to be a vampire anyway. He was more like an impudent child than anything else. And here she was, coming to his rescue, like she was his knight in shining armor or something. Ridiculous...She's only doing this because he's her claim to kill, and she wasn't about to lose to a rival vampire hunter, especially not that singing bitch. That's all.
Right...?
The trek takes her up through the local mountain pass, a remote location that seemed to have either humans or vampires living there. It was the perfect place for any hunter to have as a home base. Luquier preferred having hers in an underground bunker in one of the major cities. It was easier to get jobs and resources, after all. Though, even she can't deny the appeal of being so far away from everything. The peace and quiet would at least assist in her beauty sleep, at the very least.
Eventually, ice-blue hues find themselves glancing upon a rather nice home. From what she could tell by the architecture, it probably belonged to a vampire noble and their family, who Farah killed. Not a bad place, not bad at all. Guess Luquier will have to put it to good use after she's done with the one who dared to take her claim.
Using all of his strength, her beast breaks open the door to the place, and within sight, she finds her target. Looks like he found himself being strapped to a table and about to be cut into by the songstress. Looks like she was just in time to spoil the fun. At least Lord Idiot hadn't found himself dead just yet, despite her nose instantly smelling his blood from some bleeding wounds he probably got during his capture. He was going to die at her hands and her hands alone. That was a promise.
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"Hey, bitch! He's mine! As in, he's my prey to kill! You got that?! Now, hands off!"
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tigergendermoved · 1 year
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On the topic of my little pony posting why was there so much casual in-universe racism. Like the fear of Zecora and the disgust towards mules and donkeys did the showrunners just not think about other equines also being living and talking beings
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arklay · 1 year
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i did it besties...i made the drastic change...now i go eepy
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beeapocalypse · 2 years
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the end of chapter 2 WAS very cool and interesting. yelped when the ancestor said he received A Letter (THE LETTER?). i am going to be writhing every single day until the new chapter gets added and the story progressed
#i was a little eh :/ on his characterization initially but it does kind of feel like this is some Other aspect of the man. hes dead now--#--but the heart of darkness DID use him as a weird avatar thing so even beyond the strange of him maybe communicating after death who the--#--hell knows what that means. like a different asepct of the same man spoke to the heir who was dealing with atrocities which were--#--DIRECTLY the ancestors fault as opposed to the prodigy who has a canonical past with the man and is dealing w--#--what is essentially a natural disaster mass extinction event type thing. hes a more sympathetic figure#<-- is scholar the right title instead for the '''player character''' (VERY loose usage of that term) of dd2? idk#the scholar is slowly growing on me as well. weird cowardly academic who accidentally scoops up perhaps the most--#--qualified mercenaries to deal w the end of the world and would maybe get pummeled into a pulp if he mentioned the ancestor in a--#--casual light#like hes telling them abt the iron crown or whatever and says smth like 'oh my mentor [ancestor last name] and i' and immediately--#--every single mercenary side eyes each other HARD like um. did you hear what he just said. especially funny if the runaway is there too--#--and has no idea what is going on and why all of the other guys have twelve layers of history w each other#<-- i DO want to write smth playing w that concept. like maybe when the stagecoach travels thru the sluice or they encounter the--#--antiquarian or whatever just smth with the idea of her being an outsider and seeing+hearing all these things she has no context for#i really do want to like her but she does not have the stellar characterization and dialogue writing of the first game to prop--#--up the so far weak stuff of the second so it is SO hard to find anything of interest 😔
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madqueenalanna · 3 months
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been seeing homies get deep into "the terror" and making me want to rewatch SO i spent two hours in the dead of night reading the wiki/the subreddit/other linked articles and like. one of those articles was deadass fucked up
there was a woman who spoke inuktitut who was writing a book containing a lot of inuit oral histories, and in nunavut she was able to hear passed-down recollections of when survivors from the franklin expedition were passing through
and like. i can't imagine being an inuit family/group, knowing that europeans exist but having never seen them, seeing 8-9 shambling, blue-skinned, cold-to-the-touch out-of-their-minds white men come wandering by. they invited the men inside their igloos for warmth, for food, to be hospitable. the men refused to eat, refused to speak, and when trade was offered, clutched their possessions close and refused to entertain the idea of trade. this was, offputting, to say the least. the group set them up in their own igloo, with their own fire, and left three whole seals for them to eat. and then they fled cause what the FUCK get out of there. they came back in a few days to check on the strangers. the three seals were completely untouched, while all of the men had killed and eaten each other
i mean. fuck dude. there are obviously pretty dark angles to view the franklin expedition from– honestly can't think of a good angle, it's pure colonialism and british exceptionalism– but that specific interaction, that inuit group who were living lives as normal until a dozen fucking walking dead showed up and did cannibalism. no wonder that story got passed down, i'd be shitting my pants if i saw that
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tojipure · 3 months
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Haunted
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Toji cannot move on, until he realized too late.
Warnings: Angst, slightest fluff (reader and baby 'gumi moment)
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You were just a girl, standing in front of a man, asking him to love you.
How hard was that for him? Yes, he wasn’t good with his words but he wasn’t good at anything else either. He was just there.
Maybe because the woman he truly loved—he was still mourning over her. His sad eyes every time he watched an old couple dance together, wishing he had been doing that but with her. The cute babies babble with their mothers as Megumi babbles with his father, how he wished his wife was still here instead of you. He never said it, but that’s what it felt like. 
And perhaps that's what it was. 
Sometimes he curses himself out when he accidentally calls you his wife's name. During intimate times only. You tried—trying to keep the emotions in as if it wasn’t breaking every part of you, was the hardest part. “Look he’s walking...” You smiled at the dark haired baby who was walking towards you. Toji smiled, making sure he’d record every second of it; deep down he wished his wife was the one the baby was walking towards instead of you.
And it was wrong—so wrong. 
“This relationship, I’m with you but Toji—Toji this is the loneliest I’ve ever felt.” You whispered while he ate his leftovers, his brows still furrowed from the argument occurring earlier. Having Toji work from 9–5 wasn’t the best but good thing he had you, helping him out with so much. Picking up groceries, picking up his lovely son—until you mentioned that one of his teachers mistaken you as his biological mother. That right there was enough to make Toji angry for weeks at least.
But not this time.
He stopped chewing on his food after you spoke, waiting for more of an explanation. Which you figured he needed, “I don’t think you’re in love with me–” 
“I like you [name], a lot.” He cleared his throat. He leaned back on his chair as his arms crossed waiting for you to continue the sentence he interrupted. 
Right, he liked you a lot. These three rough years you’ve been dating Toji—that particular l word was never uttered once, not even if he was drunk, or having a special moment with you. You huffed trying to find the right words for Toji to understand. That was until little Megumi started crying from his room. “I’ll try to put him back to sleep, finish eating.” He watched as your fragile little body sulked its way to Megumi’s room.
He knew this was gonna happen, he knew you were bound to leave him sooner or later. 
You smiled as you opened the door to see the little Megumi standing on top of his little bed. His hands wiping his tears as he ran towards you, his arms now wrapping around your legs. “Sleep with mama and papa.” He cried out as you leaned down to pick up the little boy. “[name] and papa, not mama okay?” You corrected him, if Toji were to find out that he had been calling you that, then that argument would’ve climaxed.
The little boy nodded, his tears now gone as you swayed him around. “Sleep with you.” He mumbled, leaning his head on your shoulder as he played with a strand of your hair. “Just for tonight.” You whispered, watching Megumi pick up his head and smile. Content with your answer. 
Toji’s heart could just swell at the sight. You treated his son as if he was your own and nothing looked so much better right now, except for the fact that he wished it was his wife.
Megumi was now soundly sleeping between you and Toji, “I don’t think I can do this anymore.” His eyes shut tightly hearing those piercing words leave your mouth. It hurt when his wife left him, but this hurt was different—different because he knew it was coming yet he didn’t want to do anything about it. 
“I’m sorry—”
“You don’t need to be the one apologizing.” He watched your soft gaze stare at completely nothing. He was confused, this was his fault. He never treated you how you needed deserved to be treated. “It was my fault for throwing myself at a man who simply was not ready.”
The next morning was silent—baby ‘gumi was confused at the saddened look on your face. Constantly walking up to you asking if you were okay. He was still just a baby, yet he read the room so well. “I’m sure we can work this out—” Toji now sitting next to you on the couch, some cartoon playing in the back as Megumi’s little head sat on your lap. “You’re not ready, Toji.” You nodded, eyes still glued on the tv as if it was meant for you and not the little Megumi. 
“And how are you so sure—”
“Tell me you love me then.” Your eyes are now fixed on Toji’s. It was hard, he felt as if his mouth had been glued shut. You sigh, bringing your gaze back to the tv, “I love you—but it’s hard when it’s one sided Toji.” 
It hurt much more, seeing you drive away as the clueless Megumi waved you out. Poor thing thinks you’re simply going to the store. The house that once felt like home was so dull now. Toji sat little ‘gumi down on the couch. 
His constant, “mama?” or “[name]?” while he kept his gaze on the door every so often. Nothing prepared Toji for this. Megumi cried that he wanted to sleep with his mama and papa, his heart swelled knowing that he had been talking about you.
You were gone, just like his wife. But it hurt—it hurt so much more knowing that you’re alive trying your best to…move on. He stayed up late that same night, stumbling upon a video from two years ago. When Megumi first learned how to walk. You and Toji had just started dating but the look of happiness plastered your face as you watched the little baby walking. 
That was one thing Toji never forgot about, how much you loved kids. Telling him how once you had kids of your own you would finally be able to live in peace. How he heard of it less and less as the years went on, he wonders if you still think that.
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copperbadge · 1 year
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Had a dream this morning that Archive of our Own had a Random button which would simply take you to a random fanfic, like Wikipedia has. (AO3 does not appear to really have this, I checked and couldn't find one, but I kinda wish they did.) Someone had started a game where whatever fic you got, that was your new fandom, which is very fun! I would love this meme in real life.
The problem came in where so many people used the button that it broke and just started sending everyone to Stealing Harry, and like...I have fond memories of Stealing Harry but it's not my best work and nobody should be assigned to be a Harry Potter fan in this day and age.
So I decide to go off and find Astolat and demand she fix this but when I finally did (there was a whole quest) she turned to me like the baddie in a horror flick and said, "But that's the most random story there is" in a dark voice and I was terrified and woke up.
In the cold light of day I know there are more random stories by me on the archive, let alone by others, but I'm not going to try to get back there to argue my case. Pretty sure whatever I spoke to was actually the demon specifically assigned to plague fandom and not Astolat at all.
I'd say "get thee behind me, demon" but I know just how many porny fics on AO3 begin with that premise. (I've written some.) Begone foul spirit, and take your Satanic Panic with you!
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