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sacredwarrior88 · 8 months

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I Don't Wanna Fight (Spencer Reid x OC)

Summary: Zafina and Spencer have been married for a few years now and even have twin boys together. But their marriage is put to the ultimate test when Spencer is sent to prison and when he is released. Eventually the tension and fighting becomes too much to handle and they separate for some time. But they eventually find their way back to each other and decide to work on their marriage. This is Part 3 in a trilogy and here is Part 1 and Part 2!

Warnings: Mention of sex (18+ only), arguing, sexting (one-sided), harassment, cheating accusations

Tagging: @reidsbtch @reiderwriter @uchihasanctuary @bleach-your-panties @dabis-azure-songbird @erikandersonsspouse

There’s a pale moon in the sky The kind you make your wishes on Oh, like the light in your eyes The one I built my dreams upon

It had been many years since Zafina married Spencer. 6 years to be exact. The wedding was a Halloween wedding with an open bar and buffet and although Spencer wanted something small, he had to compromise due to Zafina having a large family. A lot of the more distant relatives weren’t able to attend the wedding for various reasons but they did send lots of gifts. The relatives that were able to attend were pretty surprised when they met Spencer during the wedding planning because they didn’t think he was the kind of guy Zafina would go for. Her parents and siblings had already welcomed Spencer with open arms which made him pretty happy. Although Spencer was pretty awkward and nervous around Zafina’s family, his anxiety and fears were eased thanks to her and he slowly started to open up to them. Zafina wanted Spencer’s mom Diana to attend the wedding as well and met her in person for the first time when he brought her to their home the week before.

Diana and Zafina hit it off much better than Spencer expected and her children also loved being around Diana which was a major bonus. The team also attended the wedding as expected and of course they had a huge blast too! The wedding was amazing with many hilarious moments as well as romantic ones! But the true romance and surprise came during Zafina and Spencer’s honeymoon to Bora Bora. During a romantic dinner, Zafina had given Spencer a cipher to crack that she had created herself. He cracked it instantly and he was completely gobsmacked by the meaning. Zafina was 3 months pregnant! With twin boys at that! Spencer was overjoyed and very excited throughout the entire pregnancy, treating Zafina like a queen and watching her like a hawk to make sure everything was alright.

On February 25th, Zafina delivered Dante and Dalton Reid via C-section and it was the happiest day of her life. Spencer was in tears as he held his sons, vowing to protect them and always be there for them. Their lives changed forever from that point on but there was a storm coming that would put their marriage to the ultimate test!

It’s not there any longer Something happened somewhere and we both know why But me, I’m getting stronger We must stop pretending I can’t live this life

6 years later, Zafina didn’t even know who Spencer was at this point. Being framed and going to prison was extremely hard on him and although he tried to push Zafina away, she wouldn’t allow it and was by his side the entire time. She wrote him letters, called him, and even visited him whenever she could! Zafina was gonna stand by her man no matter what and she didn’t care how long it took for Spencer to see that!

Zafina obviously expected Spencer to change and he definitely did. He was more aggressive and outspoken for starters. She was worried that he might be suffering from PTSD which she instantly recognized the signs of thanks to her military experience. In the bedroom, Spencer was rougher, more dominant, and seemed to be insatiable even!

Zafina tried to get Spencer to open up about his time in prison but it would always result in an argument or him distracting her with rough sex. Sometimes he would even lash out at her which led to even bigger arguments because Zafina didn’t play that shit at all! She was starting to get tired of all this fighting and although she definitely enjoyed the sex with Spencer, it wasn’t enough for her to want to keep this marriage going! Zafina knew that the breaking point was coming and she was starting to brace herself for impact.

It came when Zafina was in the shower one day and her phone was buzzing. She was in a group chat with fellow professors at her college and there was one professor in particular who always had the hots for her but she kept rejecting him and turning him down. Professor George Love. He was a black man who was a bit older than Zafina and he didn’t like the fact that she was married to a white man 10 years her junior. While Spencer was locked up, George kept putting the moves on Zafina and trying to get with her which she ignored. Eventually she got tired of it all and told George off before blocking him.

Zafina and Spencer had an open phone policy and although they never went through each other’s phones because they trusted each other, they still had each other’s passwords and such. Apparently George must’ve gotten a new number because he was texting Zafina various sexual messages and even sent her a dick pic or two. To make matters worse, George was talking shit about Spencer and dared to say that his dick was bigger when that couldn’t be further from the truth!

Spencer noticed that Zafina’s phone kept buzzing with text notifications and his curiosity got the better of him. As he read the text messages George was sending Zafina, his anger started to rise and rise. Although logically he knew that Zafina would never cheat on him, he still felt insecure and isolated about his time in prison and he didn’t think he was good enough for Zafina or their sons.

When Zafina came out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around her body and hair, she noticed Spencer staring at her phone and raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong Spence?”

“Who the fuck is this guy sending you text messages and nudes? And why is he talking about me?” Spencer snarled while throwing Zafina’s phone at her which she caught with ease. Her eyes widened as she read George’s messages and she made a disgusted noise when she saw the dick pics. Zafina immediately blocked the number and sighed.

“It’s not what you think Spencer. That guy’s name is George Love and he’s a professor at the college I work at. He’s been trying to get with me ever since before you went to prison. He’s one of those black people who hates interracial relationships and the fact that you’re 10 years my junior doesn’t help either. I’ve never given him the time of day nor does he know a single detail about our relationship. I blocked his number years ago and told him off but apparently he doesn’t know when to quit. I’m gonna deal with this in the morning.”

Spencer gave Zafina a blank stare as she explained herself. Was she really telling the truth? Normally he would be able to tell but for some reason, he couldn’t and that scared him to death. Spencer didn’t respond to fear very well and Zafina could tell that he was about to break down.

“Spencer? I’m telling the truth, I swear. I would never cheat on you ever. I love you too much to hurt you that way. Please just talk to me. I’m tired of you shutting me out like this. We used to talk about anything and everything but now it’s like you only notice me when you’re fucking me.”

“Zafina, I keep telling you over and over again that I don’t want to talk about this. Why do you keep bringing this up? I’m not shutting you out! But it definitely seems like you are! You actually expect me to believe that you were faithful to me while I was in prison? You’re not one to go without sex Zafina. You’re far more insatiable than I am!”

It was at this point that Zafina had enough. She wasn’t putting up with this anymore. Fuck this! How dare Spencer talk to her that way?! Was he implying that she was some kind of sex-crazed whore with no self-control? Little did Spencer know, his comments reminded him of how Zafina had been berated and slandered when she reported her gang rape decades ago and it pissed her off!

“I’m done, Spencer. I’m tired of this shit. We’re separating. Get the fuck out! You fucking cruel bastard!” Zafina took the towel off her head and threw it at Spencer, hitting him in the face. It was taking every ounce of her self-control to not punch him or do something even worse to him. Spencer was no stranger to Zafina’s temper but despite this, he refused to budge. Not without a fight.

“What about the boys?”

“What about them? You haven’t exactly been yourself around them either. Dante asked me the other day if you still loved him. No child should ever have to ask that about their parents. We need time apart Spencer and you need to get some fucking help or else this marriage will come to an end. I’m not going to say it again. Get the fuck out now or I’ll force you out. I don’t give a rat’s ass where you go as long as I don’t have to see your insufferable face again!”

Zafina’s words shattered Spencer’s heart but deep down, he knew she was right and their marriage was barely hanging on by a thread. There was a time to fight for their marriage but this wasn’t it. Without saying another word, Spencer packed his bags and walked downstairs towards the front door.

“Daddy? Where are you going?”

Dante and Dalton were in the living room playing video games as Spencer walked by. How was he supposed to answer them? Should he answer them?

“Daddy’s going away for a while for work.”

Zafina had come downstairs wearing sexy silk pajamas that Spencer was never able to resist. Damn her and her impeccable timing! One of the many things he loved about her!

“Yeah your mom’s right. I have to go away for a while because of my job. I love you two and I will come back. I’m not walking out on you or your mother.”

Spencer gave Zafina a look of determination before he walked out of their family home, beginning their separation. Would it become permanent or was it temporary? Only time will tell.

I don’t care who’s wrong or right I don’t really want to fight no more (Too much talking babe) Let’s sleep on it tonight I don’t really want to fight no more This is time for letting go

Five months had passed since Spencer and Zafina separated and some progress happened during those five months. Zafina had reported George to the dean for sexual harassment, using all of the text messages and photos from her phone as proof. Turns out that she wasn’t the only victim of his and Zafina’s report was the final nail in the coffin. George was swiftly fired and he even had the audacity to try and go after Zafina physically as revenge. This led to her beating his ass in the college parking lot and gaining a lot of respect and admiration from the female staff and students.

Spencer decided to use his time off to his advantage and actually get help because he was getting to the point where he was considering using dilaudid again and if that happened, he could kiss his marriage goodbye! Zafina knew about his previous drug use and how it came to be but Spencer wasn’t going to test whether or not she would stay with him if he relapsed! He was already on thin ice as it was!

Spencer called Dante and Dalton every night and this led to him talking to Zafina as well. They would have deep conversations like they used to and kept each other up to date on anything important. Spencer was pretty happy to hear that George got fired for his actions and he was ecstatic to hear that Zafina kicked his ass. He didn’t say it out loud but the thought of her beating that pompous asshole really turned him on!

It was now October 31st. Halloween and their 7th wedding anniversary. Spencer had called Zafina early that morning and told her that he was picking her up later that night to take her to a restaurant that he had made reservations for. Zafina was nervous about how this anniversary would go. She knew that they would have to talk about the future of their marriage at some point and Spencer was most likely using their anniversary to do so. It was the moment of truth for them and damn was Zafina scared!

As nightfall started to roll around, Zafina began to get ready for her date with Spencer. Dante and Dalton were at JJ and Will’s place for the night so she wasn’t worried about their wellbeing. When Spencer arrived at the house, he let himself in since he still had the key and Zafina hadn’t changed the locks. Zafina was still in their bedroom, putting the final touches on her makeup and brushing her hair all the while wearing a gorgeous red dress that showed her curves and exposed some skin even. She was going all out on this anniversary!

Spencer walked into the bedroom and smiled when he saw Zafina all dressed up. It was rare that she dressed to the nines like that and that’s what made it all the more special to him. Even though it was obvious that Zafina had aged over the years, Spencer still found her sexy and gorgeous which he wasn’t afraid to let her know.

“You’re early Spencer. Why am I not surprised?”

“Did you expect anything less? Are you ready yet?”

“You can’t rush perfection Spence!”

“You’re perfect to me no matter what Zafina.”

That flustered Zafina and she stood up, grabbing her handbag. Even after all these years, she still didn’t have a response to Spencer’s comebacks sometimes! He still knew how to fluster her and make her shut up!

The drive to the restaurant was filled with silence but it was comfortable silence and Spencer had one hand on Zafina’s thigh as he drove. It was small moments like these that Zafina always treasured during their relationship. Just being around each other in complete silence letting their actions speak for themselves.

Upon their arrival at the restaurant, Spencer and Zafina were immediately led to their reserved table which was by a large window with a gorgeous view of the city. She gasped when she saw how fancy and beautiful everything looked and her heart even skipped a few beats. How in the hell was Spencer able to pull off something like this?!

As they ordered their drinks and appetizers, Spencer decided to rip the band-aid off and get straight to the point just like Zafina preferred it.

“I want to come home. I miss being with you and the boys every night. I miss waking up next to you every morning. Zafina I want to work on this marriage and I don’t want a divorce.”

Their drinks and appetizers arrived and Zafina immediately began to dig in since she hadn’t eaten a single thing all day! She didn’t want to spoil this amazing dinner and Spencer found it pretty adorable when Zafina started stuffing her face like a competitive eater.

“I don’t want a divorce either Spencer but I’m not going to tolerate this kind of behavior from you. You can’t shut me out like this and you can’t lash out at me like you did, making snide comments. I know you’ve been through something terrible and I know a thing or two about how trauma affects people. I may not be able to understand your trauma but I do know what it’s like to be affected by it. I’ve had some very traumatic experiences myself after all.”

Zafina never told Spencer about her gang rape during her time in the military and although she didn’t really wish to, she was willing to for the sake of the conversation. After all, she knew Spencer would never judge her nor blame her! Just like she would never do the same to him!

“I know and I’m very sorry Zafina. The last thing I would ever want to do is hurt you in any kind of way. I was just scared and I don’t handle fear very well. You’re such a beautiful, amazing woman and when I went to prison, I didn’t expect you to actually be there for me and continue staying by my side. Why would someone as amazing as you be faithful to a screw-up like me? I didn’t think I was good enough for you or the boys and I guess distancing myself was my way of proving it. I’ve always been a bit insecure about our relationship and going to prison just made it worse.”

Zafina nodded as she took in Spencer’s words. It was pretty funny that he always felt insecure about their relationship because she had her own insecurities as well! But Spencer always comforted her about them and eventually the insecurities weren’t much of an issue anymore. The irony was not lost on her!

The waiter came by and took their orders for the main course. Spencer and Zafina ironically ordered the same thing which made them chuckle in unison.

“Great minds think alike huh Spence? You have nothing to be afraid of. I will never leave you for another man. There isn’t a single man on this Earth who can compare to you or do what you do for me. It’s ok to be scared, baby. I was too, especially when we started dating. Failure, fear. In the lives that we live, these things are inevitable. How we deal with them is the true test of our character.”

“Well I definitely failed that test then.”

“No you didn’t Spencer. If you did, we would be in divorce court right now instead of sitting here at a restaurant on our anniversary. You just stumbled and fell. Now you have to get back up and keep going. You won’t be going through this alone. I’ll be right by your side as long as you don’t push me away.”

Zafina always knew what to say and how to uplift people! Even though she wasn’t a profiler, she was quite good at reading people and had a lot of charm in spite of her ice queen persona that she often put on in front of others. Spencer fought back tears as he thought about what Zafina said and took it to heart. She always knew how to render him speechless.

“Beloved? Are you still with me? Don’t punk out on me now,” Zafina chuckled as she gently held Spencer’s hand and rubbed the back of it with her thumb. Her words made him smile smugly as he lifted up her hand and kissed it.

“The only one who’s gonna punk out tonight is you. I hope you don’t plan on going to work tomorrow because you won’t have the energy for it. We have to make up for lost time after all.”

The look that Spencer gave Zafina made chills run down her spine as she rubbed her thighs together. The rough sex that they had been having since he got out of prison was quite a shock to her because years ago, she would have to beg him to be rougher or more dominant. Spencer had trouble fully expressing himself in the bedroom which Zafina related to heavily. It was something they worked on together which made the sex all the more meaningful and special to her.

“Not that I’m complaining Spencer but what exactly made you get so rough all of a sudden? You would’ve been scared out of your mind to even spank me years ago but now it’s like you’re a complete beast. Is it because of you being incarcerated?”

“Yes. I was afraid that I’d never see you again and when you’re in prison, you have nothing but time. I was thinking about all of the things we never got to do in bed and the things that you wanted from me. Life is too short to take things for granted and now that I have my freedom back, I don’t want to have any regrets.”

Zafina and Spencer’s main courses came and they immediately started to dig in. The food was absolutely delicious and although Spencer preferred Zafina’s cooking any day, he had to admit that he was very impressed with how good the meal was! He made a great choice in picking this restaurant!

“This is amazing Spencer. I never thought that I would eat at a restaurant like this! How are you able to afford all of this? Did Rossi help you?”

“No but he did recommend this place to me. I have more money than you think Zafina and you deserve to be spoiled like this. A queen only deserves the best after all. Sit back, relax, and let me take care of everything. I got this darling.”

Zafina wasn’t used to a man taking care of her and spoiling her without expecting something in return and acting like an entitled brat. Even though she had been with Spencer for a long time, she still wasn’t used to how well he treated her and often had to fight feelings of guilt and uncertainty. Zafina gave Spencer a gentle smile and licked her lips seductively.

“Make me scream your name Spencer.”

“Oh I plan to. But try to take it easy on your vocal chords. You don’t want to blow out your vocal chords again do you?”

“That wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t hit my cervix Spence! It hurts like hell when a guy does that to a woman! You’re lucky I didn’t have to go to the ER!”

“That will never happen again, Zafina. I can promise you that. I’m sorry I caused you so much pain.”

“Spencer, you've apologized a thousand times since then. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. You just got carried away. It happens sometimes. Especially when the sex is as amazing as it is with you.”

Spencer choked on his drink and coughed a bit. Was he actually blushing? Zafina chuckled as he tried to gather himself. He looked so adorable when he was flustered like that out in public! The waiter came by with the bill and Spencer immediately took out his wallet, giving the waiter his card and leaving a large tip. Zafina was going to offer to pay the tip at least but the look Spencer gave her changed her mind real fast! It also nearly unleashed a waterfall in between her legs!

A waterfall that was now replaced by a hot, relaxing shower as Spencer bathed Zafina and massaged her sore muscles. She was also quite exhausted after the rough, passionate sex they just had so he picked her up bridal style and carried her back to the bedroom after drying her off, laying her down on the bed and picking out something for her to wear to bed while putting on a pair of boxers.

“Spence? Get me one of my Cowboys jerseys. It’s only fitting considering what we just did.”

The joke wasn’t lost on Spencer and he chuckled as he grabbed an oversized Dallas Cowboys jersey from their closet and threw it at Zafina along with a pair of clean panties. Spencer wasn’t one for football but Zafina’s enjoyment of it sparked his interest and he always watched the Super Bowl with her every year since they got married thanks to her family always having Super Bowl parties.

After Zafina got dressed, Spencer climbed into bed next to her and began to kiss her slowly and gently while wrapping his arms around her. It was moments like these that made Zafina realize that the nerdy, awkward, and sweet Spencer that she fell in love with still existed somewhere inside of him which made her very happy.

“I love you Spencer. Welcome home.”

“I love you too Zafina. I’m glad to be home. I’m sorry for everything and I promise to be a better man for you and the boys.”

Zafina desperately wanted to say something back but her body had other ideas and she was fast asleep within seconds, snoring softly. Spencer smiled and kissed her forehead, watching her sleep. He was far from a religious man but if there was a God out there, he was definitely thanking him for blessing him with an amazing wife like Zafina! Most women would’ve walked out on him with everything that’s happened but not her. She still stayed with him despite everything and in spite of their separation periods, she was still willing to work on their marriage.

As Spencer drifted off to sleep himself, he smiled a genuine smile for the first time since he got out of prison as he thought about his long relationship with Zafina and the many ups and downs they’ve had over the years, leading up to this blissful moment. She was his soulmate and he was hers. Always and forever. Till death separates them.

Oh, baby, don’t you know That I don’t want to hurt no more (It’s time, I’m walking babe) Don’t care now who’s to blame I don’t really want to fight no more This is time for letting go

#criminal minds #spencer reid #original character #black woman #songfic #Spotify

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dangan-kagura · 4 months

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I used to like Bleach, until Narutards ruined it for me.

That's the post I want to talk about today. I used to be a fan of the anime series Bleach years ago, but I stopped taking interest because there were times when Naruto fans would just fuck it up for me. It's like this, whenever I did a Google search on something related to Bleach or any of its characters, sometimes I'd come across something Naruto related and it just bothered me a little bit. What even bothered me was that when I tried to watch the subbed version of Bleach, sometimes the translators would mention something about a new episode of Naruto, and I'm thinking, "No, I came here to watch Bleach!" I mean, I kinda get why, Bleach and Naruto are among the longest running animes, but there's like, other long-running animes out there, so why should people start this rivalry between these two?

It's not that I don't like Naruto. It's hard to think back on why I didn't take interest in that series back in the 2000s. My guess is that it's because I saw Naruto as having a similar target audience to animes like Yu-Gi-Oh. Bleach on the other hand had a much more mature-kind of target audience, so I thought that series was a lot cooler. I don't know, I just saw Naruto as kinda average looking and even to this day it doesn't interest me, even if it's an anime about ninjas.

A decade ago, I was just kinda fed up from having to see more Bleach vs Naruto memes, and it was enough to make me lose interest in Bleach. I thought to myself that if I stopped watching Bleach, I wouldn't have to deal with anything Naruto related the next time I decide to look up something anime related. Compared to animes that I like today, such as Danganronpa, I'm glad that no one, maybe a few people, have talked about Naruto.

I mean, I do kinda have a similar problem with the Danganronpa fandom. I see a lot of people in the fandom obsessed with Doki Doki Literature Club, and somehow, it feels like Bleach vs Naruto all over again. It's just so annoying to deal with. If you've read my rant on why I think DDLC is a terrible game, I wrote that no one in the Danganronpa fandom talks about any of my favorite animes games or just ANY other anime game. For example, Nagito Komaeda was the inspiration for the Avenger-class servant Edmond Dantes in Fate/Grand Order which I thought was a little cool, but no one in the fandom ever talks about this, but that's a different story.

My point is, if I stopped playing Danganronpa and joined a fandom for some different anime games series, if one exist, I wouldn't have to deal with this DDLC shit. But I don't want to do that because I love this series. I mean, I'd probably have to deal with shit from other games that I don't like, but seeing Danganronpa fans pay tribute to DDLC just feels like seeing Bleach fans make Naruto references or the other way around, seeing Naruto fans make Bleach references. It only gives me the impression that DDLC has a WAY MORE toxic fanbase than Danganronpa.

As an aside, I've read recently that, like Danganronpa, Naruto also has a toxic fandom. I just want ask what it is about Naruto's fandom that's toxic? Does it have something to do with Naruto fans invading the fandoms for other animes like Bleach, or is it something else?

#danganronpa #non-danganronpa stuff #blog #bleach #naruto #bleach vs naruto #narutards

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azulawriting · 2 years

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I changed my opinion on Ulquiorra, surprisingly.

Before I begin, I wanna say this: I’m not structuring these long rants, nor am I expecting to make a lot of sense. If anything, these are just really long shower thoughts.

Watching the anime, I did not really fathom how bleak the entirety of volume 40 and the final Lust chapters in volume 41 are. I’d argue it’s the darkest Bleach has ever been, manga-wise. From the poem at the beginning of the volume to the title of the chapters themselves and the finale, which is chapter 353. For simplicity’s sake, I’ll call the entire set of chapters I’m referring to as the “Deadly Sins” arc.

I’m not one to take too seriously the poems are inherently significant to the characters themselves. I think that they should be mere accessories to what’s being shown in the story and not necessarily complementary material. I generally consider symbolism to be a very complicated thing to handle, and conveying any element of narrative significance through symbolism is rather hard. Plus, I don’t think that generally speaking, Bleach is a series that is driven by symbolism, which is why I don’t give too much importance to the poems nor to the non-jokey additional drawings at the end of each chapter in a manga volume.

But that changes when it comes to Ulquiorra, and the Deadly Sins arc is a brilliant exemption to the rule. In the anime, once again, most of this is lost and I only remember Ulquiorra as being a very powerful villain that had a great final fight against the main character. It was impactful and dreadful by how it reverted classic shonen tropes. He was a powerful villain for sure, but even then, Aizen and Ichimaru were more interesting villains than him, even though Ulquiorra is the only villain who has killed Ichigo. Hell, even Starrk, Grimmjow and Harribel were more interesting to me back then.

As I finished chapter 354, I realize that Ulquiorra might as well be one of the most interesting Arrancars. And all of that changed through some very subtle, symbolic story-telling in the poem in volume 40 and the two end-of-chapter drawings in chapters 353 and 354 in volume 41.

I think that he’s the only character where it makes a lot of sense to give more importance to what would otherwise be accessory symbols to his characterization within the chapters. And it’s because of the nature of his conflict with the aspect of death he represents as well as, paradoxically, the sin he’s not aware of until the very end of his existence. His inner conflict is hidden, maybe even bottled up, up until the point it unambiguously manifests to both him and the reader.

The Deadly Sins are in and of themselves full of symbolism, whether that is through classical literature like Dante’s Inferno or more secular interpretations of the theme. Sins are as human as they are a transgression to God’s will. I’m not very religious, but I believe that part of understanding why Ulquiorra is so interesting as a character is that he transgressed the laws that brought forth his very existence. God’s will, to put it that way.

His insistence on understanding what “the heart” is, let alone being confronted by that foreign concept in any way, goes against the aspect of death he is supposed to represent. Despair leaves no room for love, hope or any human connection. The source of his obsession with it, his Lust if you will, is the heart. The concept he cannot quite wrap around. The poem at the start of volume 40 is a realization of his yearning and interest in humanity. For what he can never hope to come close to. It is no wonder, then, that he ceases to exist the moment he comes to fully understand what the heart is. In the moments leading up to his understanding of the heart, Ulquiorra starts being more emotional than I’d even ever thought imaginable. I mean, as far as my memories go, the emo Espada was a wall of ice with minor cracks in it.

The manga, however, makes a point to approach him as close to the heart as possible even before his eventual demise. And even his last thoughts are centred on just how close the heart had always been. And the image at the end of chapter 354 is only the culmination of those final, soothing, yet forever haunting final thoughts. The broken English almost seems intentional, almost as if to say the remnants of his conscience got cut mid-way before truly picturing for the reader what the heart is besides that single, scribbled black dot on the page.

It makes for a rather tragic character. As ruthless as Ulquiorra was, especially in that final fight, Kubo uses mere symbols to humanize him far beyond what his actions led me to believe in both the anime and the manga chapters alone. Although, I will admit that I was shocked to see him scream at Ichigo. I was even more shocked by the fact that that scream, unlike the anime, took as much space as Ichigo’s own denial of his victory by the end of the fight. It brings a very interesting mirror image that only enhances the weight of his final moments.

#bleach #ulquiorra cifer #manga review #I'm just rambling to the one person/bot who might be reading this #symbolism is kinda neat

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knowlessman · 1 year

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bnha I guess then? ep 5-7

ohey isn't that the tumbly sexlerguy of this show? with the scarf and the 5 o'clock? actually idk if he was in the poll or if drawfee just talked about him before, but he looks like one to me.

huh. he's got his shirt tucked in and all. not planning on hulking out tonight I guess. -- come to think of it tho, there hasn't been any talk so far of whether this "inheriting" of the Quirk is going to mean that All Might loses his power. -- …okay I guess this is him saying that here?

…"Itadakimasu" is translated as "I'm off!" here. I think I'm gonna have to accept that I'm never gonna know the full meaning of that one unless I put my entire ass into learning what's probably one of the harder languages to try to learn when starting from English. 'XD I should content myself with knowing about "natsukashiku."

This fucking guy again

This other fucking guy tho, Ida (Iida? Maybe the subs just misspelled it that time? idk). Cautiously starting to like him. Bit annoying, but annoying about being a decent guy.

it's the sexlerman doing his Kakuna cosplay. Forgot he did that. Maybe he's literally just Stein but less uncomfortable to watch, that'd be fun. -- Aizawa. When do we learn pink girl's name tho? The opening flashes the names by too fast.

ZUKO. IT'S ZUKO. HI ZUKO. Hope he gets some lines soon. -- literally googles just to check that he isn't voiced by dante basco bc that might be the only thing that would actually get me to watch a dub (I just like to read shows and not have to follow verbal convo I'm not here to argue about it) -- also Froppy (?) and birdman and that one guy who by reputation needs as few lines as possible and, uh, acid girl I think? and invisible girl. and, y'know, the rest

sounds like shithead's (not The Bad Shithead, the bad shithead we already know) VA is having fun, at least. sounds fucking terrifying

…eraser what. …am I not gonna wanna like this guy? I know just enough about what eraser head (the movie) is to know I don't wanna know any more about it -- pretty sure he's bullshitting about expulsion. unless it's gonna be laser navel here who gets expelled, cuz I've never seen nuffin about him before -- stg give this man a bucket hat and clogs and poof he's from a different show -- …gawd I hope nothing tempts me to continue bleach, I haven't heard anything good about the bits past that filler even tho it's aesthetically so much more my jam

Uraraka. …I read the entire Bionicle book series as a kid, I should be able to remember that just fine. … ':|

can't get the image of saitama with his head stuck in the ceiling out of his head

…ayup. no notes. next one.

"the person with the lowest total score will be expelled" meanwhile I don't think being fucking invisible makes you run any faster or throw any harder. the fuck's No-Hat-No-Clogs on about? -- absolute dickweed. also how in fuck did invisible girl beat deku? cheating? is she even able to make her clothes invisible, or is it a Violet Parr situation where it has to be a specific material?

I mean tbf you haven't tried powering up one toe at a time yet. running/skipping that way might look stupid as hell but it's better than blondie over there

"I'M DEKU!!!" 'XD -- I also love the exaggerated reaction shots in this, they're very good -- copernican…? googles nerd.

how I've never seen a gif of "I'M… COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" I'll never know

these oughta be good

okay this is cute -- facepalm nobody told me deku was a furry

…well that's conve - huh. Iida being the teammate will be interesting. (also is it gonna turn out that they're lying about it being randomized now? because this is some astonishing coincidence) -- interesting that they're literally playing rainbow six siege tho

awfully metallic for paper mache

…that's… huh. powerful moment for bakugo to just throw away like he's going to

aye, next one

haha kid bakugo walks like a rugrats character

why is zuko half-covered in ice for no reason? is that sposed to be his costume?

heh. he's not Saitama or Rock Lee. He's Karate Kid. (I saw like one or two episodes of Legion of Superheroes) His superpower is knowing what it's like to not have a Quirk. -- "I need a plan." runs off ah, yes. more time for thinking. hope he stops being relatable soon and actually comes up with a plan, tho. -- you don't need to beat Bakugo if you can get him lost tho. …maybe I'm underestimating him but I would be surprised if he bothered to memorize the layout worth a damn. -- I swear his VA is channeling a lot of mob boss for a high schooler 'XD

…Iida you're being weird. for the love of fuck please don't tell me you're gonna start listening to mr bonaparte up there

"he's just standing there… cackling like an idiot"

huh. we did learn why he's got bigass grenades on his hands. -- sidenote: …when I was a kid I wrote up superpowers that my stuffed animals had. one of them was literally this. …I gotta get myself to fucking write more. (didn't write any actual stories, tho. also obv I didn't think of the gun bit) -- and that's how deku got his costume

aye. good shit. gonna stop for tonight

#knowless watches bnha

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hauntedhousecat · 2 years

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For the character asks Zack,Dante, Nero and Levi how could they not??

DOOOOOH MY GOOOODNESS THE CUTIES!!! 🥰😍💖

AAAAAAAH THANK YOU! SGJFFJSGFJJGFH YOU MATCH ME WITH ALL OF THEM?! ALL OF THEM?! Megra the Titan Slayer you are also the sweetest person.

Okay so first up Zack!

Lol not gonna lie Zack and I would be the trope idiots in love. We'd definitely have a good time and I can bet he'd probably be up for just about anything. He'd spoil me with stuffed animals or video games just all the things for his nerd princess. He's definitely a sweetie pie!

Dante!

He and I would be unstoppable. Lol unstoppably stupid but we'd have a good time eating pizza, strawberry sundaes, and drinking tomato juice! I'd definitely have to be the bread winner. 😂

Nero!

He's a sweetie and he'd be the bread winner! For the most part. Lol We'd have air guitar competitions and he'd let me win half of them. He'd be down for some video games assuredly!

Levi!

🥺💖 This would definitely be a slow burn situation that's well worth the wait. He requires a tidy living space (obviously no surprises there) and I think at first he'd be reluctant about my kitties but soon he's walking around the house quietly baby talking to them when he thinks I'm not paying attention. When he realizes I know he doesn't hide it anymore and he goes and gets Milo, Irene, and Mycroft special treats for their birthdays!

He would play a video game with me when I ask him to but I honestly think he'd like board games and puzzles better. So we have a closet of board games I've collected.

Now then!!!!! Why I think these same gentlemen would be a good match for YOU!

Zack would love your kindness. He very much appreciates and adores how warm you are! He'd be down for watching every single episode of bleach with you if that's what you wanted to do and he'd enjoy it! He loves going out for drives so expect plenty of surprise night drives to look at the stars!

Dante loves your goofy self and everything about you. He would be silly, we know he would. He's a cheeseball of a half demon man but he would always be there for you. He would enjoy getting to sleep in with you and chill listen to the radio, YouTube videos... All the things.

Nero is a sweetie pie and he would pamper you like you were a princess. You would want for nothing. He'd try his hand at being a chef so he could cook for you and in general he's a very loving person!

Levi would adore you. He wouldn't say it often but show it through action instead. He'd clean up your spaces and if you wanted to watch him he'd make sure you had a nice view. 😘 He'd cook though he would really like making food together, I think. He'd be supportive but he'd a little less verbal about it than the others would be on this list. He'd show it through action. If you were having a bad day he'd come home with your favorite snack and maybe a movie or show he'd checked out from the library. If you looked stressed he would make up a bath and wash your hair to help you relax. 🥺💖

Anyways!!! 😊 Thank you for sending these in!!!!

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vals-fanfiction-blog · 17 days

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Kh and dmc crossover ♡

Vergil sat awkwardly around the meeting table. "Bit old innit" mumbled Dante seizing the keyblade to one of the cloaked's side. "Put that down" hissed Vergil "behave, your not seven"

Dante laughed and held the Hilt , then a flurry of glittery sparts shot up in his face. The keyblade flattered onto the table, then he clutched his face in pain. Rolling his eyes, his twin brushed his hand over his brothers cheek as a sign of "how bad is it"

Dante lumbered a groan.

The organisation just watched the scene unfold in hushed hues; that was until something rather extraordinary took place. Dante's devil trigger flowed over him in a blinding whir until he was left as a younger version of himself, the 17 bratty, rebellious shit.

Vergil then performed the same ritual, a frenzy of uncoordinated movements until he was back as a book-engrossed, power-seething, scrounging in the dirt version.

Vergil looked down at himself, he was lanky like a runner bean, he remembered himself with a bit more pack.

After he had finished scrutinizing his appearance he tuned into the casual conversation that had been taking place.

"It seems that blade has made you seem younger" the main one commented.

"How is that even possible???"

I dont know.

Dante now younger, hair dashed across his eyes a bleach white and a sharp smile stood up dramatically.

"I am young and fit and able to fight, cmon fellas all 13 of ya ive fought worse"

The main one raised an eyebrow under his hood. "Really" he replied scathingly.

"Im not sure which world you exactly came from or why you and your brothet are younger but-"

He slowly took down his hood and glared at dante with crystal eyes like lit amber candles

"You dont want to cross us".

"Oooo spooky" dante mused sarcastically "please what could you lot do? Use your aging keys?"

Dante was balancing on his chair while acting like a complete idiot.

"Get down" rasped vergil furiosly through tightly gritted teeth.

Then dante stared at him, properly stared and vergil saw him. The ragged teenage boy scared and vunerable and weak and innocent. To be stabbed and jabbed and cascaded with the blood of the demons that scoured the lands with scarred eyes.

And dante saw vergil. The memories pouring back like the drip of a leaky faucet.

The rain, in scattered hushed breaths, rattling like a giants cough.

The temen ne gru and the stairs that jolted closer to his doom. The searing pressured adreneline like an unopened can.

But he would stare, not because he liked to but because he couldnt look away , not because it hurt but because it felt good. Because being trapped feels good. Trapped in a gaze felt good, the trembles and the trauma scattered and woven and seared into fibre of dantes being being let out felt amazing. Cut through the heart again and again, he could tell every movement of his feet against the damp stone and every flicker, every whispered feathered breath, he could tell in life and in death. Why because they were synched like a jacked up computor program. It hurt but he released the trapped memories. Being trapped and free blurred. He was trapped in the longing to be free, for his memories to let loose.And he couldnt look away coulnt stop hurting and loving.

Dante just stood like a deer in headlights before vergil snapped him out of him- snapping his fingers condescendingly.

"Cmon"

-end-

Idk i wanted a crossfic

#dmc #kh

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deadlydevilx · 4 months

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Spell out your url using characters you love from any media. then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url ( or however many you'd like ! ) inspired by the song titles dashboard game.

D: Dazai (bungou stray dogs )

E: Eren Yeager ( Attack on Titan )

A: Armin Alert ( attack on titan )

D: Dante ( devil may cry )

l: Lelouch ( code geass )

Y: yuji ( jujutsu Kaisen )

D: Damon ( the vampire diaries )

E: Edward Elric ( full metal alchemist )

V: Vanessa ( black clover )

I: ichigo kurosaki ( bleach )

L: Levi ( attack on titan )

Tagged by @phantasmalnightmare // Thanks for tagging me !! ❤️ Lol I had a hard time thinking it’s funny since I’ve watched so many shows come on 😭😂

Tagging: // nobody yet since haven’t followed everyone here anyone can do this tho !!

#ooc post #roleplay memes

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pinervina · 2 years

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Devil may cry 5 cast

DEVIL MAY CRY 5 CAST SERIES

This seems to be the case in Devil May Cry 5 where she banters with Dante throughout the trailer. She has gone off on her own in the animated series, but she always reappears to tease Dante. She also briefly joined the Order of the Sword under the alias of a woman named “Gloria”. She’s a major character in the game serious though she started as one of Dante’s enemies.Īfter Dante defeats Mundus, Trish joins Devil May Cry as a demon hunter. Trish is a demon created by Mundus, the final boss and main antagonist of the first Devil May Cry game. Once Dante saved her, she eventually came to care for him and even sacrificed herself to save him from Mundus' attack. Trish was cruel and uncaring while acting as Mundus’ puppet. This also appears to be Bader’s first foray into voicing a video game character.

DEVIL MAY CRY 5 CAST SERIES

Nico even designed the cybernetic prosthesis that Nero uses after Devil Bringer was wretched from his arm.Īctress Emily Bader joins the series as the foul-mouthed craftswoman. She seems to take great joy in watching Nero kill demons, mostly because he uses her weapons. Nico reveals that she knows a lot about Dante from her grandmother’s stories, commenting that she’s always wanted to meet him. The trailer reveals Nico is the granddaughter of Nell Goldstein, the creator of Dante's twin pistols Ebony & Ivory. She’s an associate of Nero’s branch of the Devil May Cry business. She appears to the mastermind behind the various gadgets that Nero wields. Nicoletta (Nico) Goldstein is the expert inventor and craftswoman of the new game. Since Devil May Cry 4, Bosch appeared in many popular animes including Bleach (as Ichigo Kurosaki) and Artemis the cat in Sailor Moon Crystal. Johnny Yong Bosch returns to his role voicing Nero. From the gameplay, it looks like it will still pack a punch in battle. The figure attaches it to himself before opening a portal and leaving.Īfter losing Devil Bringer, his arm is replaced by a cybernetic one called the Devil Breaker. The trailers show Nero being confronted by a mysterious cloaked figure who steals his arm – Devil Bringer. In Devil May Cry 5, Nero appears as a more seasoned demon hunter. But in Devil May Cry 4, he fights the Order after meeting Dante and uncovering a conspiracy to conquer the world. We first meet him when he serves as a Holy Knight in the Order of the Sword. He is the son of Vergil and was raised in Fortuna. Nero is more serious, cynical and prone to mood swings. He first appeared in Devil May Cry 4 and offers players a break from Dante’s laid-back attitude. Nero is one of the main protagonists of the Devil May Cry series. Nero is more serious, cynical and prone to mood swings than Dante. He’s consistently played the demon hunter in both games and the animated series since Devil May Cry 3 in 2005. Reuben Langdon continues his role as Dante’s voice actor. In the new game, he seems to have passed on the business to his nephew, Nero. He runs the Devil May Cry business, offering both investigative and demon killing services. In Devil May Cry 5, he seems to have aged, rocking flowing white hair and stubble. Dante never seems to lose this care-free attitude, except in Devil May Cry 2. He’s incredibly flippant and loves to show off – often by taunting demons. Much of the series revolves around Dante’s vengeance against the demons who killed his mother and corrupted his older twin brother, Vergil. He is part-demon and has superhuman powers as a result of his heritage. Danteĭante, the main character of the entire series, is a mercenary, private investigator and vigilante dedicated to exterminating demons and other supernatural enemies. He also chases after a man who severed his arm – the Devil Bringer. Nero must fight the demonic invasion with help from his mechanic, Nico. The latest invasion begins after the seeds of a demon tree take root in Red Grave City. While Dante is stranded in the demon world, Nero has established own branch of the demon-hunting business Devil May Cry. The latest instalment is set after Devil May Cry 4 and Devil May Cry 2, following Dante’s disappearance from earth. Now, it’s up to demon hunters Dante, Nero and their companions to save humanity. Years after the legions of hell invaded Earth, a new demonic invasion has begun.

#Devil may cry 5 cast

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knoghtenderius · 2 years

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Nondescript Desperados (Test Draft/Idea/Concept)

This is a test draft of an extended version of a short story I wrote for a fiction class I attended. I would primarily like to know what people think about it before I continue and/or alter it. It’s not looking like much now but please let me know what you think!

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The black serpent pulls in. A golden snake's head comes ahead of it, the crest of the D'Oro family, fixed to the front. Smoke trails behind Vince and Dante D'Oro's express steam engine. The train comes to a whining halt at its station. The doors open with the sound of rolling steel and a large boot transitions from lush, velvety carpet to the scratched-rough and sun-bleached floor of the old platform. The man to whom these boots belong to quickly covers his mouth with the blood-red sleeve of his button-up shirt and holds his black sunhat down when the town's dusty air blows close to his face. The doors of the train close behind him with a loud snap and the snake continues on its hunt. The man in the black hat looks on into the distance and hears the snake's ear-gaping whistle once again before it disappears into the infinite horizon, behind a tall cloud of dust. Proceeding into the town, he kicks open a set of saloon doors.

* * *

The gritty, hot dust billows in the wind and showers down on old and rotten front porches. The man's boot hits the ground, now caked with dust by the town. He stares down the center of the main street toward a shadow in front of the abandoned church at the west end of town. People of various sizes and shapes, short, rotund, lanky, stalwart, watch this man from smoky-colored and sun-bleached wooden floors in front of their buildings, being careful not to step in holes or on rotten bits of wood, at the risk of falling through.

He stares up from under his black sunhat, the string tied to the hat that loops under his chin blows to his side. Looking forward at the shadow, he dusts dirt off his shirt. He reaches toward the revolver holstered on his belt when he hears someone off to the side. A man's voice, deep and dry like the mouth of an old well with a shake to it, shouts, "O-on three!"

"One!" The man in the black hat reaches further down.

"T-two!" He almost grips the handle of his firearm, but not quite yet, just one more...

Just then, a large swell of dust carries itself through the west half of the road and a hacking, wheezing cough originated from the church-end of the road along with a high and strained "Fuck!" before the deeper voice shouts out "Thr—!"

Before the Black Hat can take his gun out he hears a whistle. Looking down, a small knife now juts through his dry and dusty right hand. The sting sets in and he feels his blood running warm down his hand, but before he can scream, another soars through the air, coming under his hat and breaks through his skull. The force of the impact knocks his hat off his head, the string tied to it missing his chin as the dust carries it off a bit to the side as he collapses. His body presses into the dust as his blood begins to dry on the road.

The coughing continues as the shadow by the church holds out their sidearm, but they look around and then down at what once was the black-hatted man. The shadow starts to come into view of the rest of the town as the dust lifts. "I-is it over??"

Someone else walks out from one of the porches and kneels down at the corpse’s side, her brown hair comes down and curtains her tan head, giving shade from the cruel eye of the sky, as she pulls throwing knives out of him. "Yeah he's very dead," she calls out to the shadow. As they walk up to her and the body, they cough a bit more desert dust up and rub their eyes, “I could’ve taken him you know? It was the dust...”

"Yeah, well," the woman looks up at them and gives a catty grin, "bragging doesn't do the dead much good!" The one standing above her, with shorter brown hair but otherwise having features exactly like the woman's, rolls their eyes. Although she's looking down, she says in response, "Don't give me that, this isn’t your scene anyway. Can I have that back by the way?" She points to the gun in their hand.

"Oh yeah, sure." They flip the revolver in their hand to grab its snout and hand it back to her. It has a pristine-pearly look to it almost as if it's never been used. They then take off the holster they were wearing around the waist of their pants and hand that to her, which she then puts on.

The woman, the more well equipped of the two with a pistol and knives along the side of her hips, then tells her twin, "Your shotgun's in the bar by the way."

"Hm...? Oh yeah, cool." They find themself distracted by the black hat, animated by the wind and shuffling its way across the road like some hermit crab.

The Reaver twins came to town who knows how long ago, most agree on maybe a year or two, but have simultaneously been here for as long as the town could remember. Not that they could leave...

The woman, dressed in a fine forest green dress that cuts off just before her high-heeled boots, started filing through the man's pockets with her white gloves, pulling out various bills and some spare revolver rounds; her shorter-haired lookalike, dressed in a chocolate brown button-down shirt and likewise colored pants that cuff at their non-heeled boots, walks over and bends down to pick up the black hat. They wipe off the dust a bit and feel out the leather of it, tracing their fingers across slight creases around where the brim and dome meet and place it on their head.

"Mine now."

A man, tall and round with skin lighter than the twins, but still quite tan, takes long strides toward the two. His gray suit jacket billows behind him a bit as he hoists his like-colored pants a little over his belly.

"Reaver!!" The man shouts out, slightly out of breath, with the same dry and deep voice that performed the countdown.

The two look at him. The woman responds, “Which one?”

"Both of you!" He recomposes himself, breathing in and out. "What were you two thinking?! A new arrival just comes off the Orobros. and he's already dead!"

The twin who put the hat on pipes up, "well... it's not like he was gonna survive long with that kind o' attitude."

"You did not have to kill him!"

The woman below the two of them puts the bills and rounds in a dress pocket and tells him, "Hey, we gotta exercise the law of Nondescript. Any Nobody that tries to have their way with one of our own will either apologize or be put to gun- or knife point." She takes the revolver and its holster off the body and unloads it in one motion. "Gotta' protect our own! By the way, Gallows, when's the Orobros coming back 'round?"

"Uh-" the tall and rotund man named Gallows checks a silver pocket watch inside his jacket pocket, "should be ten minutes... why?"

The woman gets up from the nobody's corpse, taking his gun holster and attaching it to her belt, opposite her current holster, before putting her new firearm she seized from him in it. "Hey Gram, wanna try heading out again?"

Gram adjusts their new hat a bit, "Yeah sure Joy, not like we'll get out though. It'll just loop back to Nondescript."

"Well I'm sure we can still get somewhere if we keep at it!"

The two start walking off.

Gallows shouts after them, “Wait! Stop, who’s going to clean this up?!” He points to the body.

Joy looks back, “Not us!”

* * *

The twins occupy the platform. Gram holds out their shotgun, taken quickly on their way toward the tracks, and looks down the open and unloaded barrels. They flick it up, clicking it back into place and hold the firearm against their stomach; Joy sits on the edge facing the railroad track, sticking the tip of one of her knives into the tip of her now ungloved index finger, withholding the pressure necessary to draw blood.

“What made you think something different’s gonna happen?”

Joy looks back at Gram, replacing the knife in its sheathe, “I dunno.”

Gram cocks their head to the side.

“Just… eh.” Joy looks toward the east horizon, dismissing their confusion.

A distant whistle fills the air as Joy removes herself from the platform edge. She takes out her missing glove from a side pocket in her dress and slips it back on her bare hand. She turns back toward Gram and smiles.

“Time to go!” She stares at the black hat on her twin’s head for a moment.

“W-what?” Gram’s voice shakes with the rattling tracks.

“The hat, it’s kinda overdone—but it looks really nice on you!” Joy quickly follows up her critique with a rushed compliment.

Gram tips the hat down a bit and mutters, “Thanks,” as they walk closer to the tracks. Beneath the solemnity of the action is a wide trembling smile framed by embarrassed cheeks.

The train pulls in, nearly taking Gram’s hat with it. It screeches to a halt, and the doors open with the loud sound of rolling steel. The two look at each other with slight smiles and walk in, Gram before Joy. As Joy lifts herself to the elevated floor of the train, she quickly looks back off to the east horizon to her left. A black shimmer just leaves her vision, she tries looking around for whatevr it may have been before she hears Gram.

“Hey what’s up? You comin’,” they yell out.

“Yeah it’s nothing… coming up!” She hoists herself up.

* * *

Joy holds onto the different booths of the train as it begins to move, grasping the seats to keep herself up as she finds Gram seated next to a window. This came at some difficulty as many in the train have black hats just like Grams. None of these passengers say anything as Joy moves past them to their twin, though some stare with expressionless faces.

She sits herself down across from Gram, shotgun propped underneath the window and staring out of it at the vast desert expanse, dust occasionally kicked up, like little sprites dancing under the sun’s gaze.

“There’s a lot more of ‘em today” Gram says keeping their eye on the window.

“What?” Joy asks.

“The Nobodies, y’know? Not usually many here right?”

“Right… guess so. Didn’t think you paid attention to that stuff.” She coughs up a light chuckle.

“Yeah… guess you were right about things being different. Even a little.” Gram lifts themselves in their seat a bit and turns to completely face Joy.

She leans back a bit, letting the air in her escape and faces Gram. They do this for a bit, each closing their eyes at intermittent times, dozing off slightly in the coolness of the train car before Joy finally gets up.

“I’m gonna ransack the bar car. Wanna come with?”

Gram opens their eyes, “Naw… I’m just gonna enjoy the shade and cool air a bit longer,” they then close them, “I’ll find you.”

Joy then wordlessly leaves. The car door opens and then shuts with a click. Gram sinks deeper into their seat. The constant sound of the train moving across the endless tracks is their only company as the Nobodies continue their noiseless lives on the train, their destinations unknown to Gram. Curious as it is to them, they could care less for them and more for evasive sleep.

#desperados #western #wild west #fiction #my writing #cowboy #cowgirl #nonbinary character #gunslinger #twins #partners in crime #desert

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