#like kira has a memory of a man she didnt get a good look at yanking her back right before she wouldve been shot

[audible--silence]

A note from Nans

23/3/22 last edited

Ivory elephants and the care and craftsmanship that artists of the era had and the romance it entailed

Nanas appreciation of old and tasteful things

Her charm, charisma and old way of speaking

Her wit and memory and intuition

My minimalism and her things

Parsi lifestyle

Dont live with your inlaws

Start your marriage yourself

Nana was progressive for her own time

Best Mac and cheese, soup and hotdogs at the staten island prison

Crying in prison

Phil saltman called kennedy

Jerry

Jaru means broom

I find myself nostalgic for a lifestyle that i never lived. That of my grandparents and my parents

Go and do it! Theres money in it!

“We’re going to have a shortage”

“Ohhhh it’d do us good. Haven't we had too good a life! It’d do us good to go without”

A house full of trinkets and gifts and jewels, all value because of sentiment beyond monetary. I wish it were never to change

On Billy: Put a firecracker under his chair and nothing would bother him!

Dont wish to be 100

Dad was the fav but now he needs to realize that everything is 50/50 not all 100% one persons way

Never get in debt. Better to go without

Great great great grandys had a suicide of one of the smartest in the family and all on nans mums side had a cursed existence

Papa was simply the kindest. Obsessed with his wife and would do anything and everything to give her a good life

Better to say yes to have a good long marriage

Nana loved us all very very much. She’s loved having her grandchildren

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She told me she loved me and has loved us all very much and i cried.

In that tear was the pain of being told i was loved for the first time in a very long time and actually believing it. It welled up in my eyes, with all the guilt from what i didnt do for her, love that I had, respect and awe for her and her experiences and wisdom.

If i turn out half the man this woman was, I’ll be happy in my life

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A house, full of character and love. Reflecting the life of its inhabitants through countless old artifacts and gifts from friends and loved ones through life. The house

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Dont look for the negatives in a person because no person is perfect and the negatives will just cause distress

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Everyone has goodness in their bones, it depends on how you live it

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The fridge shook and groaned.

“Sounds like its dying” Kira said.

The fridge that i once compared to my nan and her relationship.

“Those things dont die” said the fridge repairman.

Maybe fridges dont, maybe they do, but today was a stark reminder that people in fact, do.

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I am convinced that the soul of my grandmother is trapped in her fridge.

Fittingly poetic, given how much of her soul went into preparing its contents for her loved ones.

The fridge, an old kelvinator no frost 480, probably twice my age, is reliable, old and trustworthy. Without any of the newage gimmicks of todays silver, soulless fridges.

It does what it needs to and is tried and true. Built in a time where things were made to last.

Where quality and longevity were more important than shine and flashy features.

I used to compare my grandparents relationship to that fridge.

Tried and true, solid quality, repairable and long lasting.

Of course a fridge is not capable of love, at least as far as I know, otherwise id mention how very full of love of love it was too.

Instead, I’ll just mention of full of food it was.

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Wedgewood

[jvlianbashir]

i wanna know more about how sisko’s powers post-ds9 work. 

#like i wanna write a mini fic about him like.. briefly appearing to all of his staff #or just affecting them in some small way #before he technically meets them #like kira has a memory of a man she didnt get a good look at yanking her back right before she wouldve been shot #while fighting in the resistance #(maybe not fatally bc that would change time too much but enough to mess her up for a while) #she assumes it was some other rebel but by the time she looks he's gone and nobody else says they grabbed her #kukalaka is taken away or lost as julian is augmented in the facility but he wakes up one morning and the bear is just. there. on his bed. #a guy a younger o'brien meets at the pub encourages him to follow his own dreams of engineering instead of his dad's insistence on music #bc fathers should support their kids' dreams #little stuff like that #its more complicated with dax but hey thats not new #i mean its fanfiction i can make prophet powers and time work however i want lmao #star trek #ds9 #benjamin sisko #doctor's log

[volfoss]

ships to rate: bruabba and gyjo? maybe even yasugap if you're up for it

ok ur about to see such a long post its nto even gonna be funny, tldr i love them all

also gonna put a fic i really like for them if ive read one/ a fic idea i wanna write plus maybe ranting, this is not coherent but my spelling isnt too bad

post under cut bc its very long

Bruabba:

my loves my lifes

they r so soft for each other

the fucking rain scene when bruno extends his umbrella

and how bruno is like trying to hold back his emotions post abba dying

in case its not super obvious by the sheer volume of bruabba content i reblog this is one of my otps

ALSO the fucking boat scene where abba pretty much is like yeah ur home bruno

ajdskjghdsgjk

hc that they r meeting up in the afterlife w nara and having a good time (also read a phenomenal fic about it that ill link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33118039 it is emotionally fucking me up days later <3)

dads dads dads but bruno is the caring dad that just gets you and takes care of you in the most gentle way and will sacrifice himself over and over again to see u happy and abba is the sitting in the armchair and u sneak in like 2 minutes past ur curfew ur busted but i was also worried about you

these two men own my whole heart (also my ao3 history i exclusively am reading bruabba and dadbacchio)

i have so so many thoughts toward them like yeah i just love them so much

i will never ever not write them as in love

t4t and bi4bi

every single canon thing about them makes me so soft but i think what makes me softest is just how its so clear that they rely on each other in situations

fanon interpretation rant rq:

but how some ppl really interpret them so ooc that its just like bruno mommy and abba cares about literally none of their kids (explanation on the mommy thing is bc most of things that do that are weird bc they really r treating bruno like a single parent who is raising the gang on his own and thats all when abba is literally there and caring about ppl (ie the purple haze incident w giorno, like he wasnt the most nice in his wording but why else would he be like hi move away from the danger if he didnt care??)

ppl also just tend to not really do the separation between how abba acts around others and how he acts towards bruno and has him being kinda aggressive towards him for literally no reason when they r literally so soft w each other

and also they r both so fucking pretty and i am in love with them both

if i think about them too long i will combust and i am blaming u solely for that one

ship dynamic of savior x savior bc they both really did save each other and i love them sm

fic ideas for them r they both live and leave passione and take their kids w them <3 (gang would crumble but thats not my problem)

ok also another hc that i have for them is that bruno will buy larger sweaters and wear them and give them to abba if hes having a rough time, they have a shared closet imo

10/10 ship

Gyjo:

OK OK OK

FEELINGS ON MAX

these guys r also my beloved but in a depressed x very happy but hiding depression way

the the fuckingn way that gyro ltierally risks everything in the ringo roadagain fight to save jognny

and the way that johnny is literally fucking broken post gyro persiheing and adopts his speech pattern a bit and ugh

I am obsessed w gyjo but i think the funniest crack ship is poly but w diego and they all fucking suffer (fic that sold me on that: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22887796/chapters/54705517)

i cannot find the one fic that i really loved for them but needless to say i am soft w them living and just being together

update i found it: its a modern au and really really sweet! https://archiveofourown.org/works/31821940/chapters/78780595

one day ill actually write the fic idea i had for them which was basically they live and they dont sell the land they got from the sugar mountain arc and johnny wanted to start somewhere fresh anyways and gyro adopts marco and they make a lil log cabin and have a nice rest of their lives

i am a massive sucker for their ship

ALSO how johnny is always laughing at gyros jokes

smth i wish we got more of in canon were those moments where they just chilled and talked and had those kinda interactions

fandom complaining time!! the fucking way that some ppl just really take the gyro funny and johnny submissive trope is like my biggest pet peeve. did they not read sbr?? did they not see the multiple times that johnny has murdery eyes? i think personally its ppl infantilizing him a lot and it makes me really frustrated

ok also a fic that really really fills me desire for a they all live and everyone is happy is this one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22812394

i love them sm but unfortunately cannot have coherent thoughts about them :(

10/10 ship

Yasugap:

gonna start this out w saying i did mildly speedread through jojolion so i dont have as many big screamy thoughts

BUT!!! them!!!!!

their canon interactions r the cutest thing and even if they werent, id ship it solely to spite joshu

josuke is a million trillion times better for yasuho (not just bc of how joshu is a fucking freak and is absolutely the worst i would run him over with a dump truck)

i really like how they both r so happy around each other but i think my favorite scene w them is when yasuho has to explain to josuke that hes crying and hes just like :') yeah

but they have so so many cute moments and the ending makes them the only couple to make it out of this list

i love how yasuho is just like willing to drop anything to help him and how they help each other out a lot during the whole time (if im remembering right?)

their dynamic is just 2 sweethearts

also love the moment that hes like look away yasuho :) then proceeds to beat a man up

they r canon (as is everyone else sorry <3)

i dont read a lot of part 8 fic since i need to reread it to properly understand the plot post like chapter 65? so i dont have any recs or complaints

BUT i do have a few hcs!!

i think yasuho would get josuke matching phone straps or phone cases

and when they move in together, i think they would raise sugar gliders (or potentially kidnap squirrels from the local park)

i love all of yasuho and josukes interactions but oh man every time that josukes past gets brought up i do start bawling

they both mean the world to me and how their romance is just built on such a clear foundation of trust and care it makes me so soft

they both give off such dog ppl energy tho and i love that for them

ALSO ok the way that yasuho helps josuke w his memory and is always there for him

i will never ever ever get over them

but i think one of my favorite scenes is the one right at the beginning where she gives josuke his name and how that plays into the rest of the story with him discovering his identity but still clinging to the one that she gave him since it was him, he wasnt just kira or josefumi he was josuke

10/10

if i think about them anymore i will start sobbing, the last chapter wrapped every last thing up so well and im so so glad that it did

#vento aureo spoilers #sbr spoilers #jjl spoilers #asks #wholesome mutuals

[pitun]

Summer days

Rohan x fem reader

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Summers in Morioh have always been warm. The Sun always shone a special shine that filled every inhabitant’s heart with calmness and rather positive thoughts. The clouds, if by any chance the sky decided it wanted to be accompanied by the white cotton-like gas, were always, as already stated, white, and usually having a weird shape, but the little kids loved that weird shape, they usually went out to the parks, firsty to play, but they loved to lay on the ground and discuss the shapes of the clouds. 

‘’It’s a cat’’ a random child would say pointing at the sky.

‘’Are you blind?’’ another kid would answer ‘’It’s clearly a sheep.’’

The year 1999 didn’t pass to history. It would never be on the history books the students will have to study, it will never be written how Yoshikage Kira died as he was hitted by an ambulance and how he was fought with the strength of people with golden heart and weird representations of their will of fight and justice.

Maybe it will never been written down on history books, but it surely wasn’t going to be forgotten by the people who had to fight that monster.

It didn’t matter how many years passed, the memory was still there and it came back every summer since then, every year less stronger, but still there.

‘’Rohan Kishibe!’’ a female voice came from the door of his studio.

The person mentioned, without leaving the pencil he was holding strongly on his hand, turned around with his chair and looked at his wife.

Many things changed with the years, one of them was that the famous mangaka got married with a beautiful woman with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes in which the artist could create beautiful landscapes and scenarios looking at them (He would never admit it tho). It was in 1999 that he met you, that awful summer, but he thanked God, if it existed, that he got to meet you in that horrible period.

‘’I am working’��� he simply answered and was already turning around to keep on working on his manga.

But you were having none of his ‘i’m working’. You walked and, placing your hand on the back of his chair, made him turn around once more.

‘’You know we are having visit today’’ You strongly said.

‘’So?’’ the mangaka asked, he didn’t see the relation between having visit and not working.

‘’I am not having visit on the living room when we have a backyard beautiful enough to have tea and some sweets there’’ the woman with (H/C) crossed her arms in front of her chest.

‘’And what do you want me to do? You can open the door by yourself’’ he, once again, tried to turn the chair to continue inking the sketch.

‘’I didn’t come here for you to open the door of the backyard’’ you stated.

‘’So? What did you call me for?’’ Rohan asked inking the drawing.

‘’I need you to water the grass.’’

The man with dark hair stopped inking and placed the pen on the table, turning the chair slowly around to look back at you, still with your arms crossed and looking right at him.

‘’You want me to what?’’ the mangaka asked confused getting up from the chair.

‘’You heard me.’’

‘’I am not watering the plants outside.’’

‘’Why not?’’

‘’Because I am the great Rohan Kishibe, i am one of the most famous mangakas in the world, and the better in Morioh-’’ you cut him mid sentence ‘’And apparently the great mangaka can’t do mundane things like watering the plants?’’ the question lef your lips making Rohan shut up ‘’We are having the visit outside and it’s your choice if you prefer melting under the sun or at least having a fresh breeze every now and then with the wet grass plus the amazing smell of the watered grass’’ you finished closing the door of the studio with your leave.

This was one of the reasons that made Rohan fall for you, you could be the sweetest person on Earth, but when you were planning something that sweet behaviour changed to a more demanding one. He liked that you talked to him back, it was quite the surprise the first time but he soon knew he liked your personality, it was strong and he has always admired strong personalities, like Koichi’s, who changed from a shy one to stronger one. That is one of the reasons why Jotaro trusted Koichi enough to ask him to help him with some matters regarding stands in other countries.

And, as a matter of fact, it is that Koichi was returning from one of his journeys that you suggested to have a reunion with the group. All the group.

At first the ‘’great mangaka’’ refused to have Josuke and Okuyasu at his house, but finally gave up with your insistence and Koichi’s comment: ‘’It would be great to see all the group together again when i return’’ (Rohan didn’t care at first if we are being honest, but then decided it was a good idea to have some ideas for future chapters of his manga).

Rohan sighed in defeat and went back to finish the page he was inking. Once he finished the page and set it with the other finished ones, the mangaka left his studio and went downstairs to open the door of his backyard and look at the grass, recently cut, and went to one side of the wall, where a hose was rolled.

‘’Can’t believe the great Rohan Kishibe is actually going to water this place a bit’’ your voice came as you took your head out of the window placed on the kitchen that faced that part of the house.

He furrowed his eyebrows and ignored you as he unrolled the hose and let the water run. Rohan moved the hose from one place to another to make all the plants wet.

‘’Awww babe, don’t ignore me’’ you laughed going back to the kitchen.

The dark haired man placed his free hand on his hip and kept the water running as he moved.

‘’Daddy, what are you doing?’’ a small and sweet voice came from one of his sides.

Rohan turned his head to look at his daughter standing on the door of the backyard.

Yes, a daughter.

She came as a surprise. Rohan told you that he didn’t want to have kids and it wasn’t a surprise. He spent too much time on his studio working on his manga, and his personality didn’t really match with one of a father.

You discovered you were pregnant one morning after week of feeling unease, at it was by Yukako’s suggestion that you decided to try a pregnancy test which turned out to be positive. You cried that morning holding onto the test while being locked on the bathroom. Rohan, hearing you ran and knocked the door asking you what happened. Deciding not to tell him yet, you lied saying that Josuke sent you a video of a kitty and made you emotional, you knew that would make him stop asking as he didnt’ stand Josuke, he standed him a little bit more than when the poor Josuke was 17 but he still didn’t like him enough. You kept the pregnancy as a secret, hiding the test.

Until one morning.

You woke up and went to the bathroom because of nausea and after that to the kitchen for breakfast. It was then that you noticed Rohan, his arms crossed, his eyes looking right through you with his eyebrows furrowed, and the pregnancy test right in the table, in front of the mangaka.

The next part of the story was one you prefer to forget, as you both shouted in a heated argument that almost made you two fall apart. You ran to your family’s home that day ,not wanting to see him because you would argue again. Rohan couldn’t focus on his manga.

A week later he called you and, while you were expecting an apology, he said he would work to be a good father and a good husband for that family you two were creating.

He promised he would work on his manga only in the mornings and a bit after lunch, the rest of the day he would focus on his family. 

He still needed to work on that tho.

You both were still worried about being a good parental figure to the little child until the little girl came to the world, you cried holding your crying baby and Rohan focused on the baby’s face, it was red and full of wrinkles. She kind of looked like a monkey. But a cute kind of monkey.

‘’She’s a girl, so what are you going to name her?’’ the mangaka asked looking at you, his wife, holding his baby.

In the sixth month of pregnancy you were both deciding the name of the baby and, as the gender of the baby was a mystery, he suggested that, if the baby was a girl, you should name her, while if the baby was a boy, he would name him.

‘’I thought about naming her Aiko’’ you confessed smiling.

‘’Aiko?’’ he asked.

‘’Yeah, like that secondary character of your manga, i have a sweet spot for her’’ oh man if that didn’t boost Rohan’s ego even higher. ‘’Do you want to hold her?’’

‘’Me?’’ Rohan asked confused.

‘’Who else, silly?’’ you smiled offering the baby, who stopped crying.

The green eyed man gulped and held the baby, she was so small, what if he dropped her? Suddenly he realized that she had a little bit of dark hair, just like his. And he smiled, kissing the baby’s head.

But that was five years ago. 

Back to the present, he was looking at Aiko, her hair just like his, and her eyes just like yours.

‘’Watering the backyard’’ he answered focusing again on the hose.

‘’Are you watering the flowers?’’ she walked closer and held into the great mangaka’s leg.

‘’Yes’’ he answered.

‘’Mommy calls me flower’’ Aiko smiled, and Rohan looked at her confused.

‘’Yes she does’’ He was confused, what relation did it have with the backyard? That’s why he didn’t want kids (not that he regretted having Aiko, he loved her deeply), he couldn’t understand them, and his wife has told him not to use Heaven’s Door to try and understand the little girl. And he didn’t want her angry, he already experienced that when he used his stand on the (E/C) woman without her permission.

 ‘’That means…’’ the five year old child smiled and placed herself on the middle of the backyard ‘’You should water me too!’’ she shouted throwing her arms to the sky.

 ‘Oh, so that why she said the flower thing’ Rohan thought to himself understanding everything. ‘’We are having visit, you don’t want to be all wet when they come, do you?’’ he said moving the hose to a place where Aiko was not standing.

‘’Please!’’ she begged ‘’I will tell mommy to change my clothes before they come’’

Rohan thought about it for a moment, it is hot outside and the little girl only wants to be fresh, right? Just like the plants (Y/N) told him to water.

The dark haired man sighed and moved the hose, aiming right at Aiko and getting her all wet and giggling. He then moved the hose and kept watering the plants.

‘’Are you happy?’’ the mangaka asked looking at the little girl.

‘’Again!’’ she laughed.

Rohan had now a smile on his face, moving the hose to water the girl again.

‘’Oh man! Are we really doing this?!’’ a voice the green eyed man knew too well shouted behind him as the owner of the voice ran to Aiko’s side. ‘’Water me, Rohan-sensei’’ Josuke said opening his arms all wide.

‘’Me too, me too!’’ another male voice sounded placing himself in the other side of Aiko.

Josuke and Okuyasu were wearing still their police uniforms, after finishing high-school Josuke decided he wanted to follow his grandfather’s steps protecting Morioh from all harm, while Okuyasu followed Josuke, his best friend after all this time.

Rohan furrowed his eyebrows and aimed at the two ‘idiots’ (as he calls them) with the hose, watering the two adults too.

‘’Dad!!’’ Aiko shouted before being watered again herself.

 Josuke shaked his head, letting his pompadour hair fall over his face.

‘’Uncle Josuke!! Your hair!!’’ Aiko exclaimed pointing at the hair.

‘’I am angry now!!’’ he said jokingly picking Aiko up ‘’I am going to hit Okuyasu because i am so angry!’’

‘’Uncle Josuke, no!!’’ the little girl screamed hugging Josuke’s neck trying to stop him.

‘’Josuke!’’ Okuyasu shouted as he received a really soft punch from his best friend ‘’No!! It hurts!!’’ Okuyasu dropped to the floor.

Rohan, apparently too attached to the hose,  and too annoyed by Josuke’s and Okuyasu’s shenanigans, aimed the hose again at the two, watering them again. The three people being watered laughed, and started to run trying to escape from the water, but the mangaka himself was enjoying watering the two idiots that were playing with his daughter.

Josuke, Okuyasu and Aiko were filling the air with laughs and giggles while they were getting wet, even Rohan was smiling, but it was more like an evil smile.

Suddenly, the water stopped coming from the hose, the three wet people looked at Rohan and smiled, trying not to laugh. The mangaka was confused ‘why did the water stopped coming?’ he thought looking at through the tiny hole where the water was supposed to come from. 

A huge amount of water went out from the hose right at the green eyed man’s face, making him fall on his butt from the surprise.

He turned his head around and looked at you, who has taken her foot from the hose to let the water continue running, your laughter fusing with the other three wet people and now Koichi’s and Yukako’s too.

‘’I was going to say that you all should sit down because i already prepared the tea, but i think you are all fine with the water’’ you laughed.

‘’Mommy, you too!’’ Aiko ran to the hose and tried to pick it up, but the propulsion of the water was too strong for her to hold, she tried to aim at you but failed.

‘’You heard Aiko, (Y/N), you too’’ Rohan smiled evilly and picked up the girl and the hose aiming at you, watering you too.

‘’Rohan! Aiko! Don’t! I have to get back inside!’’ you said trying to run away, already wet.

‘’Yeah! Focus on us instead!’’ Josuke shouted.

‘’I want to join too!’’ Koichi shouted joining his group of friends.

Rohan turned around, while still holding a wet Aiko, and aimed at the three guys in front of him. All of them dropped to the floor, laughing and with water dripping from their hair, as well as Aiko’s hair and Rohan’s.

Yukako went to sit on the tea table waiting for you to appear back with cold tea. The great Kishibe finally turned off the running water and sat on the few stars that separated the backyard and the house. He let his hand run through his wet hair and sighed while Aiko did just like Josuke, moved her head, hitting his father with her wet hair, but it didn’t bother him.

‘’I am back with ice tea’’ your voice was heard through the backyard, placing every glass in the tea table in which Yukako was sitting.

‘’I missed this’’ Koichi confessed giggling.

Finally, everyone was sitting around the tea table, except Yukako, all wet and drinking tea, well, Aiko was drinking juice. The conversation filled the air with some laughs and giggles, with jokes and experiences. Suddenly, a yawn interrupted the conversation and everybody’s eyes turned at Aiko, whose eyes were slowly shutting and her head slowly falling, but everytime the head fell she would open her eyes wide open and try to stay awake a bit longer.

‘’I am taking her to bed’’ Rohan said picking the girl on his arms.

‘’Aiko, say goodbye’’ you said smiling at your daughter.

‘’Bye Uncle Josuke, bye uncle Okuyasu’’ a yawn escaped her lips ‘’bye uncle Koichi, bye aunt Yukako.’’

Rohan didn’t come back, and half an hour after taking Aiko to bed, everyone said their goodbyes and left to their own houses. You closed the door behind you and went to Aiko’s room to see why he didn’t came back.

The (H/C) haired woman opened the door slowly seeing Aiko sleeping, and Rohan hugging her, sleeping too.

You smiled and went to kiss the foreheads of the two people sleeping.

And right when you were going to close the door and sleepy voice talked.

‘’Not to make this a competition, but she said she loves me a lot lots’’ Rohan said half asleep.

‘’Well, Aiko and i have a lot more in common than the eye color’’ you whispered smiling ‘’I too love you a lot lot.’’ but he didn’t listen the last part as he fell asleep again.

#rohan kishibe #rohan x reader #rohan kishibe x reader #jojo part 4 #jjba #jjbadiu #diamond is unbreakable #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo's bizarre adventure diamond is unbreakable

[totallygayforrukiakuchiki]

Why I love Rukia Kuchiki (aka rlly important facts that make her the best female manga character ever )

- First I have to say I love everything about her : how well-written she is, even her short temper, her ugly drawings, how funny she is, her love for plushies and cute things, her cluelessness about the human world like she cannot even open a juice box omg, how good she is at acting, the fact that she loves sweet food, her bickering with Ichigo, her small habits and everything that makes Rukia.... Rukia.

((The pics are only here to illustrate ( lol) I didn’t do any reseach and used the ones I already had so it’s SO NOT exhaustive))

Now let’s start with the deeper stuff PLEASE READ:

- Super selfless I mean even TOO SELFLESS for her own good, even Ichigo states that she should care about herself for once, this girl is selfless to the point of self-sacrificing and blames herself for just ??? Self-defending?

- Super forgiving , cannot believe how this girl has forgiven Byakuya, Renji, Urahara, Kira & co without thinking about it twice and never holds a grudge against them.

- Has the strongest sense of justice among all the characters. (Refuses to hurt Riruka, her speech to ichigo at the beginning of the manga, etc etc) Because before “protecting loads and loads of ppl” became ichigo’s motto it was hers.

She is willing to give her life to save human souls and to go anywhere for them. Honestly if even 50 ⁒ of the shinigami has her sense of duty the world would be ideal

- She is a tiny girl. Who can kick your ass and order you around. She is also able to stand on her own and OMG that’s so refreshing a shonen heroine who is selfless and caring but needs no man and is bossy THANK YOU. I mean she has all these qualities but still she can act boyish and punch you in the face or kick you if needed.

- She is FUCKING beautiful/ pretty without even trying and without fitting the standards She is also super graceful like woooooow. (And don’t fight me on this. Mizuiro, Keigo, her whole gang from the Rukongai, Hantarou, and even Orihime said so). I’d even say she can be sexy too, looking at Kubo’s drawings (dancing with Snow White, Mafia colorspread, honeymoon colorspread, Halloween costume etc etc)

- Extremely brave. Always ready to jump in front of danger and ready to die to protect ! (Even from her first appearance in the manga) (and she did it again)

- Has been through so much shit and is still so strong and amazing. She started off in the Rukongai as a kid with no family and had to steal food and fight to survive. Might have gotten killed everyday, it was hell litterally.

Lost all her friends to death except Renji.

Entered the academy and lost her best friend, her childhood friend, the only person she had left . Was adopted by her noble step-brother who didn’t even bother to look at her for 40 years and made her feel like a nuisance / a disappointment (I am not blaming anyone here, I know they may have their reasons I am just stating the facts).

Was bullied at the academy and had NO FRIENDS because people considered that she didn’t deserve to be here and only got a place bc she was privileged and a noble.

Had to kill the only man who ever looked at her as “Rukia”, understood her and was here for her when she was in the academy (and whom she loved - and if you think otherwise I’ll assume you have the emotional awareness of a pebble or cannot read a panel properly)

- Super self conscious despite having it all??? (Am I good enough? Do I deserve to be here? I nii-sama doesn’t look at me it’s probably that I am worth nothing) Girl stop doubting and blaming yourself !!! You are amazing !! (I relate a lot so that makes me love her more).

I’ll just add this , this is from her wiki page: “her cool and lone demeanor often forces her to hide her personal troubles, even from her friends. Ukitake says that Rukia rarely opens up, and has difficulty making friends”.

She is not just “cold” she doesn’t want to get hurt again and that touches my heart woooow

- Strong in a physical way. She protected Ichigo as many times as he protected her. I love how equal they are (even despite their big difference of level). I mean she defeated a fucking espada when she only had her Shikai + being in the deepest emotional and mental pain possible, stood against Yammy, is really talented at Kidou, beat strong hollows when she was powerless and IN A GIGAI, reaches bankai and became a captain when she started off as... nothing. She was a nobody from the Rukongai. She was very mediocre and her Kidou skills were average. And nobody really believed in her at first but she did it.

- also how she is attached to the human world is so touching to me. There are many other small things like how despite being a noble she remains so modest and chooses to talk to ordinary people. Etc etc.

- Caring and understanding. Always here to help the others. She is the only one should could lift ichigo’s spirit in one go when he was down. She did several times. She helped him through the trauma he went through due to his mother’s death, offering him a shoulder to lean on AND DIDNT ASK HIM to talk to her yet because she know it wasn’t what he needed and knew it would hurt him. But told him that when he would want to talk about it to someone, she would be there for him. I MEAN GIRL YOU ARE AWESOME IF HE DOESN’T ASK YOU TO MARRY HIM, I WILL.

And it made him feel so much better that he quoted the exact same words to his fathers chapteeeeeers after. She also helped Orihime and encouraged her when she thought she was useless and an inconvenience. She said together they would find a place for her to fight alongside everybody. WHEN all the other characters didn’t allow orihime to fight with them bc she was too weak, Rukia offered her support and to find solution together instead. (( Q U E E N)).

Encourages Ichigo’s sisters to eat next to him when he is severely injured etc, etc

- And how eager she was to save orihime!!She was litterally dying and yet crawled on the floor because she empathized with her and wanted to save her so much

- Annnnnd to finish I love how her relationship with Ichigo is written like, how deep they trust each other and don’t need words to communicate (like how she respects his personal space [“it’s enough just to know he is safe / memories in the rain/ their fight vs Grimmjow etc etc]).

I also find it AMAZING that she cares for him so much when his hollow is coming out, I mean she is not even slightly frightened and worries about him instead, she could-she should be traumatized after what happens with Kaien being possessed by a hollow but no she isn’t. + How they protect each other, helped each other through trauma, how they offered each other everything that the other ever wanted (Power to protect / normal and comfortable relationship).

Imma stop here because I could write 45 more pages explaining why their relationship is like the Golden Book of Healthy and Mutually Beneficial and Equal Relationships but that’s not the point here lol. But I like pretty much every relationship Rukia has with any character (Renji, Byakuya, Orihime, Ukitake etc..) I think she really brings out the best from each one of them.

I’m stopping here but there are so many more reasons to why she is my favorite character ever, just Knox this is rushed and non-exhaustive, I just felt like screaming how much I love Rukia Kuchiki to the world . But yeah non-cliché strong girl. Who will fight you. Who can stand on her own. But still shows us many emotions and is so caring and selfless.

#pro rukia #rukia #rukia kuchiki #I guess this is also pro IR lol #since they work as a pair to me #ir #the queen of bleach #pro ichiruki #ichiruki fandom #ichiruki #pro-rukia #pro ir #rukia stan #ichigo x rukia #is it okay if I tag this as bleach ? #bleach

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ask your destiny to dance [6] {Roger Taylor}

[masterpost]

“What are you doing here?” Ash’s voice is hostile, and Roger waits with his snare in his arms, just around the corner of the building. He’s not following her, or at least, he didn’t mean to; he’s just packing up his drums, like he did after every show. Sure he was a bit earlier than usual but that didn’t mean anything.

“Sweet girl, I wanted to see you.” The voice is teasing, like she should have know this already, masculine, low, and it makes Roger nauseous. Finally he peers around the edge of the building and catches a better glimpse of the man from the bar, who is now standing less than a foot from a tense and confused Ash who leans against the door to the bar.

“You- why?” Already her voice has softened, but it seems he still makes her uncertain, if the tense set of her shoulders is anything to go by. But then the man’s reaching out, resting his hands on her upper arms. “You’re not mad at me?” She asks, relaxing under his touch, looking up at him with her big, brown eyes. Something in Roger’s gut twists at the sight.

“Of course not, baby girl.” He’s got her accent, Roger realises, and something in his chest tightens as the man places his hands on her shoulders coaxing her away from the door so he can wrap her up in a hug. Roger can see her trembling as she hugs him back, a soft confusion written all over face. “I’ve missed you.” He tells her, voice a murmur, but in the crisp, night air, it’s loud enough that even Roger hears.

“Why are you here, Gus?” Ash is the one who steps back, out of his grip, leaning back against the door. Roger can see her hands shake when she pulls half a cigarette from her breast pocket.

“I wanted to see you again, make sure you’re okay.” And the man, Gus, takes her hands, gently taking the cigarette stub and throwing it away before he laces his fingers with hers. She doesn’t even protest.

“And Kira?” She’d asked, voice so soft that Roger almost didn’t catch it, and the man in question shook his head with a smile as he leaned in, murmuring something that only she could hear, pressing kiss to her cheek.

“Oh, my sweet girl, you look so good.” He mused, voice growing a little louder, stepping back to admire her, and though Roger wants to gag at his tone, syrupy and full of obviously fake revere. Ash actually giggles, and not insincerely. “As beautiful as the day I met you.”

“You think so?” Voice uncharacteristically young and hopeful, it’s so unlike her that Roger’s pushed to the end of his patience, and rounds the corner with his drum in hand, not even acknowledging the pair as he heads for his van, though the way Ash jumps back from the man as if he’d burned her, it does little to ease the discomfort in Roger’s chest.

“Hi!” Suddenly flustered, Ash moves around Gus to stand between him and Roger. He’s not really sure why she’s bothered, there’s so much distance between the back door and the van, but he thinks it might be so that they look less suspicious. It’s not working.

“Hey.” Roger says, tone clipped as he says it, fumbling for his keys as he opens the back doors of the van.

“This is, uh, August.” She’s aware of how strange it sounds, how guilty her words come out, and when Roger’s sat his drum inside the van, he finally turns to get a good look at the man. The man with a hand on Ash’s shoulder, making direct, unflinching eye contact with Roger, smirking.

“August, this is Roger, he’s in the band.” There’s a waiver to her voice that Roger doesn’t like, and he can’t bring himself to smile at her. Everything feels so wrong, and Ash looks so guilty, like she’s been caught red handed.

He’s handsome by any definition, but not by Ash’s usual one. High cheek bones, hair gelled up into a neat quiff with a few sparing grey strands running through it that only served to make him look more distinguished, as did the dark, well groomed stubble on his jaw. He looks to be in his late 40s, in a pressed, well tailored suit, and shoes that Roger would consider too formal for even an explicitly formal event, so out of place in the dingy, pub setting. And his hand is still on Ash’s shoulder.

Roger doesn’t want to think about why it puts him on edge, just knows that it does. August takes long, deliberate strides before he reaches Roger, holding out his hand.

“August Reid.” His smile was sharp, and when Roger took his hand, he held it a little too tight, a show of dominance. “You guys played very well.” It’s the least sincere compliment Roger’s ever received; he wants nothing more than to punch August in his smug face.

“Roger.” After a beat, he leaned against the edge of the van, crossing his arms. “So how do you know Ash?”

“Ashley.” August correct automatically, and Roger can see the way Ash flinches out the corner of his eye, still looking a little mortified, avoiding looking at both of them. August doesn’t see it, his smile widens just a little bit, all sharp teeth. “I taught her back at Saint Andrew’s, I thought I’d stop in while I was in town.” 

“He was my Art History professor.” Ash confirms from behind him, and Roger freezes where he’s looking at her. He’s never seen her like this before, demure, shy; she’s always consciously made an effort to appear larger than life, to compensate for her size and sweet looks, but now she looks so young. She can’t even bring herself to meet his gaze, but he can tell she doesn’t know he saw their earlier exchange, if she did know, he thinks she probably wouldn’t be so honest about that.

“Oh,” is all Roger can say, before he snaps out of it, moving past where August is trying to be intimidating, up to Ash who’s leaning against the back door, “Rocket, can you move, I’m trying to pack up.” She doesn’t even fight him on it, tell he can walk around the front the same way as he got here. With the door opens, he hesitates, reaches out to touch her arm, and when she looks at him her expression is surprised as he tilts his head in a silent question, asking if she’s okay.

“What?” She snaps, frowning and shifting out of his grip, a spark of her old fire returning. Roger’s moment of softness receded with his eye roll and he lets the door slam closed behind him. Part of him knows that August was watching the exchange. By the time he’s pulled down the rest of his equipment and is ready to haul it out, Ash is behind the bar, cheery as ever, and August is nowhere to be found.

“I thought you were studying fashion.” Brian muses into the balmy night air. The band had stayed until last call, intrigued about the newcomer, waiting until Ash was taking out the trash for the night to ask her, the four of them chatting around the van, Mary looking quite tired and leaning against Freddie, but enjoying their company..

“I am.” Ash agreed, seemingly back to her old self now that August had left, grinning like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “This isn’t my first go at uni.” She admitted, and Freddie nodded, passing Mary his lit cigarette.

“I thought he was a talent scout or something; he’s well dressed.” Brian half smiled, and Ash chuckled, shaking her head at him, smile bright. "What was his name?” He asked, and Ash looked a little shocked, looking to Roger, who was suddenly avoiding her gaze.

“Rog didn’t tell you guys?” She asked, smile fading a little into confusion, and Roger snorted out a laugh.

“Told them he seemed like a prick.” He scoffed around his cigarette, and Ash flushed, frowning at him.

“Oi, don’t be mean, Rog! It’s just how he is, he’s always been a bit of a-” and for the barest moments they lock eyes and Ash turns a hilarious shade of pink, they both somehow know what she was about to say, he’s always been a bit of a dominant one, but she can’t bring herself to say those words out loud. She doesn’t want to say it for how it would sound, how it would make the others suspicious, but she knows Roger already is, even if she doesn’t know the full extent; it would be funny if the implication didn’t make Roger’s stomach turn, “a bit of an alpha male, you know.” After a beat, she clears her throat. “But yeah, Doctor Reid is my old Art History professor.”

It doesn’t escape Roger the way she doesn’t say his first name.

“What made you change your mind?” Mary yawns, passing the cigarette back to Freddie, and Ash fixes her with a fond smile. Since Freddie had introduced the women, they’d become fast friends, and Roger had never seen anyone as ready to fight as Ash when the dudes start leering at Mary.

“This was the only place that I could do what I wanted to.” And it sounds so honest that Roger’s tempted to believe it, if not for the memory that surfaces.

It’s her, a few months ago, bathed in moonlight, her head on his chest and his arm around her, ‘I was kicked out of uni once before, you know?’ her voice is thoughtful and he laughs, a little incredulous, asks how, but she’s grinning at him with that wicked smile of hers, and does a good enough job of distracting him that he doesn’t even realise she doesn’t give an answer.

“I’m surprised you even remember his last name,” Freddie laughs, “she couldn’t name a single lecturer on our timetable this semester.” And the others laugh, but Ash just rolls her eyes.

“I don’t want to know their names, it’s not like we’re gonna be friends,” but she does concede after she turns to head inside, “Doctor Reid is a friend of my dad’s, I’ve known him since I was sixteen.” And she smiles so blithely it somehow takes some of the shock out of her statement for Roger, who chokes on the smoke of his cigarette. 

“How did he know you were here?” John’s question cuts through Roger’s spluttering, and Ash stops in her tracks.

“What?” She asked, suddenly confused, a little defensive, as she turns back.

“How did he know you’d be here?” He asks again, so calm and unflinching, not looking away from the sudden flicker of doubt that cross Ash’s face.

“It was coincidence, Deaky; just luck is all.” She says, but her smile doesn’t reach her eyes. She heads back inside. 

The next time they play there, he’s back, and Ash is a sweet, flustered mess, and the dichotomy of this, and who Roger knows her as, is a little shocking. Even Maureen seems concerned, though she doesn’t say anything.

“He’s too old for you.” Roger makes it out the back before Ash does during her usual post-gig break. August went home halfway through the night, and Ash had returned to her normal bright, if a little sultry, bar-persona.

“Excuse me?” She snapped as the door slammed closed, and she looked to where Roger was sitting on her usual milk crate.

“You heard me.” Roger responded, something easing in his chest at the comfort of hearing the hostility in her voice that she’d used when they’d first met. It also hurts a little, to think how he’d prefer the hostility to the cute, blushy mess that August brings out in her. “I saw how he looked at you.” 

“Watch your accusations.” She snapped, but there was actual anger in her words, which surprised Roger. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” She growled, and it was cold hostility; it wouldn’t lead anywhere fun, and Roger didn’t know how to face this. “I’m an adult, dickhead, so don’t think I can’t make my own decisions.” And her accent’s a little stronger, but her words take a moment to process. “He’s a friend-”

“He calls you baby.” 

That shocks her into silence, and after a moment, a cruel, cold smile spread over her face. They both know, now, that Roger knows exactly what’s going on between her and August. He’d never been good at anything apart from blurting out exactly what was bothering him, and this time was no different.

“Are you jealous? Were you eavesdropping on us? What the fuck?” And there’s no warmth in her harsh laughter. “This is why I don’t do casual.” She spits, and Roger’s whole face lights up with shock, and he barks out a laugh.

“Jealous? Oh Ashley,” and when he says it, she flinches again, and he regrets using the name almost immediately, but he can’t help digging himself deeper, “no, I’m just interested in what a goddamn doctor, who’s almost fifty, mind you, is doing being interested in a girl like you.” 

He watches as she actually has to take a step back, her mouth falling open in shock, eyes suddenly shiny with tears, and he knows he’s fucked up.

“A girl like me...” She whispers it with a laugh, smiling sadly, before finally meeting his gaze. “He... he likes me, Roger.” And fuck, she sounds so vulnerable it’s like a punch to the gut. “After everything I’ve done, he fucking likes me.” And after a beat, she stepped forward. “He still thinks I’m good, and that’s all that matters.”

She cuts her own break short, slamming the door as she heads back inside, leaving Roger to the silence of the car park.

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Death Note (2017)

okay, so I just watched the Death Note movie and damn that shit was

WILD

so im just going to compile some small notes about how bad and how much they fucked Death Note like fuck man

Please Note: there are going to be elements of spoilers in this list so if you are planning on watching Death Note (2017) be aware (but in all honesty please dont watch it just watch the 2006 Anime Adaptation I beg you, I am doing you a solid)

lets begin

ok so first off, this shit is americanised so of course there is a buttload of whitewashing because if you didnt know Death Note is Japanese and set in Japan and the characters are Japanese - please. 

Light Yagami is a good boy™ so like how dare you make this shitty bad boy - hes doing other peoples homework please no

the Death Note lands right next to him - um no the Death Note lands 10 feet away from Yagami and outside his classroom stop this

also it starts raining right after he picks up the Death Note - spoooky

white!light finds some bullys who are obviously over school age and so he pulls the child abuse card on them if they were to hit him - he gets decked anyway. 

he gets caught with the homework and put into detention and oh no the light went out - creepy factor™ to the max - so spooked 

oh yeah, did i mention that this film is rated an 18 

so of course theres been swearing and cursing from everyone, even Light - sorry not my Light 

best part of the film was white!light shitting himself when he see Ryuk like yes 10/10 A++ content would watch that scene again

white!light also slaps himself and i wanted him to do it more 

theres more swearing, i mean i had to settle in for a wild ride with fucks and shits throughout this whole film, but like the anime was only a 15 

also Willem Dafoe as Ryuks voice was pretty cool, had a nice ring to it but anyway 

he goes to kill older bully because Ryuk says he wants to (obviously hes hesitant) but cant 

legit words from the film “i dont have a pen” Ryuk pulls out a pen “well its good you have one” im yeLLING

he writes older bully guys name down but oh no, Ryuk tells him to write down how so guess what 

HE CHOOSES DECAPITATION IM SERIOUS YALL THIS IS HIS FIRST KILL NO HESITATION JUST WRITES DOWN DECAPITATION LIKE WHO FUCKEN WROTE THIS 

FUCKEN GORE TO THE MAX YOU SEE THIS GUYS HEAD BE FUCKEN RIPPED FROM HIS BODY BY A TRAGIC ACCIDENT LIKE FUCK 

by this point i was already like #NotMyDeathNote i mean 

dad is introduced, but where is mother and sister - ill tell you where - non existant (mum is dead and there was never any sister) 

MORE SWEARING >:(

theres still apples tho and Ryuk still loves them 

white!light reads the Death Note rules (well he actually skims them but okay) 

comes across some scribble and sees a not “dont trust Ryuk”

HE PRONOUNCES IT RYE-UK NO LIE IM LIKE HOW THE FUCK DARE YOU NO ITS RYUK PRONOUNCED REE-UK FUCK YOU

its okay tho because Ryuk comes out and shuts him down with the correct pronunciation like yas bitch you tell him 

ALSO LET ME LOOK AT MY MAIN MAN STOP PUTTING HIM IN THE DARKNESS LET ME SEE HIS FACE NOT JUST HIS EYES 

Ryuk suggests shark attacks on the toilet as a not possible example of death - Ryuk i thought you were better than this 

angry scribbling of names - damn white!light is mad 

AND ANOTHER THING WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE HEART ATTACKS LIKE HE JUST KEPT SPECIFYING THE DEATHS - NO THIS IS NOT HOW IT WORKS YOU DONT NEED TO JUST KEEP WRITING THESE SHITTY DEATHS

you get one look at Ryuk and damn, my man you ugly im sorry they did you like that

okay back at school, watching the team practice and guess what 

HES GOT THE DEATH NOTE AND HES READING IT IN THE OPEN IN PUBLIC - BITCH PUT IT THE FUCK AWAY

OH BUT WAIT A GIRL SEES HIM - SHE NOTICES IT AND IS LIKE “oo Death Note whats that” AND HES LIKE “nah its nothing™” 

BUT IT GETS BETTER 

HE TELLS HER ABOUT IT AND LETS HER READ IT AND SHOWS HER HOW IT WORKS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON - MY LIGHT WOULD NEVER DO THIS 

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO THIS CHICK IS BUT APPARENTLY HE DOES AND SHE KNOWS HIM SO IM LIKE WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO WRONG - WHO IS SHE?!?!?!

so new girl who im sure is supposed to be Misa Misa says to white!light “lets change the world together” and so these words obviously go straight to white!lights dick because theres sexual tension in the air

“can i kiss you?” “youre not suppose to ask” 

she just fucken pins him to the wall shes making him her bitch and theyre kissing ugh my eyes hurt 

cut back to school and they in class and they looking at each other like they fucked 

then theres more kissing like fucking straight white movie romances am i right 

theyre finding a name for the God who will rule the new world

of course its Kira like what else is it going to be

“Kira means light in celtic” and then quickly “also its similar to the word killer in Japanese” like damn bitch i wonder why you quickly said that - oh yeah because Death Note is actUALLY JAPANESE 

im so fucjing done with this film 

but now the death victims are leaving perfectly written Japanese messages on the walls like this doesnt mAKE UP FOR YOUR SHITTY WHITEWASHING

news time: white boy feels special for getting lots of praise and attention for killing bad guys 

were suddenly in Japan in a night/strip club 

hooded guy is introduced - hes speaks Japanese - finally we are saved by the Japanese guy who I assume is L

nope L is not Japanese just speaks it just like in the anime 

white!light is suddenly angry as detective dad for getting on the Kira case like damn what is your damage 

Watari is here but he is not cute and kind looking like in the anime, i am disappointed 

white!lights dad talks to L on the laptop - but wheres the garbled voice???????

L is introdu--

L IS BLACK, I REPEAT L IS BLACK - ARREST THAT WHITE BOY BECOME POWERFUL WE ARE SAVED 

“rest your glutes” - true words from L. a real line in a real fim 

movie!L is just as good and cute as anime!L 

nope wait, he actually appears in public himself instead of a decoy - im sorry but i cant have this - not my L

he might have had his face covered and hooded but still - not my L 

WHITE!LIGHT IS RUDE - HE TALKS TO RYUK LIKE SHIT - TELLS HIM TO SHUT THE FUCK UP HOW DARE YOU I WOULD HAVE KILLED HIM FOR THAT ALONE

finally found out Misa Misa replacements name 

its Mia

some cops walked off a building 

i kind of stopped taking as many notes by this point i was just not paying attention 

“if you fuck this were not the good guys anymore” - what part of killing people, be they bad or not, makes you the good guys? NONE

L and Light meeting in a cafe 

L becomes a cat and pushes shit off the table 

“youre the one who flew into the sun, im just the one to make sure you actually burn” - yooOOOOOOO L rekt u 

white!lights dad dares to be killed - Mia thinks about doing it but white!light stops her - she gets dumped 

she begs for him back 

she pulls out the i love you card 

it works because of course it would and theyre kissing again - like fuck no bitch you tried to kill my dad get the fuck out

Watari is targeted, his name is written in the book - LEAVE HIM ALONE

apparently people can be spared by burning the page with their name on it, what kind of bullshit

L is angry, he is so smad 

L GETS PINNED AGGRESSIVELY TO A TABLE UNHAND HIM YOU HEATHENS 

but another fault that L doesnt really get mad, hes actually a cool cucumber im sorry not my L

homecoming dance - really 

Mia gives white!light his outfit for it and also a hat with a note saying “i have it” 

have what idk

Ls old kids home is creepy™

white!light is wEARING A TOPHAT TO THE HOMECOMING DANCE WHA THE FUCK 

it was a decoy trick wow

oh no Wataris page is missing it cant be burned now, WATARI IS GOING TO DIE 

Watari dies before he can give white!light Ls real name HA

Take my Breath Away by Berlin plays at the dance - beautiful 

oh damn Mia actally outsmarts and FCUKS white!light - she wrote his name in the Death Note 

nope wait shes going to burn the page to bring him back fucking

she still fucked him over tho

L is still smad, but now hes got a gun and hes stolen a cop car 

theres a mangled L theme going on i swear

smashes through a “drive slow, drive safe” sign - good one L 

L finds white!light and chases him on foot

L IS RUNNING I REPEAT L IS RUNNING 

PARKOUR 

L IS DOWN AND OUT COLD IM 

now white!light has the gun

news flash: white boy is having regrets but white girl is living it 

its sad™

OH DAMN HE FUCKED HER OVER BACK IM YELLING

theyre on a ferris wheel and then it collapses spontaneously 

oh no white boy is having major regret about everything what a shame 

bye Mia, bye white!light 

oop Mia is dead 

L is okay 

white!light is in the water 

some random sees the washed up Death Note and picks it up 

white!light is in hospital - the random returns the Death Note to him

 memories of dead girlfriend™

father just now realised that his son is Kira

WHITE BOY SET THE WHOLE FUCKING THING UP - HE TELLS HIS DAD EVERYTHING LIKE FUCK HE MIGHT BE WHITE BUT HE FUCKING SMART 

L is still smad but now he had good hard evidence and proof of Kira

Ryuk is laughing and says that humans are interesting 

and then get this 

IT FUCING ENDS 

WHITE!LIGHT LIVES HE FUCKING LIVES AND LIKE IM JUST LIKE THIS IS NOT RIGHT WHAT THE FUCK NO PUT IT RIGHT FUCKING KILL HIM YOU COWARDS AND LET L LIVE 

but its okay because there are “funny bloopers” in the end credits 

more mangled L theme

im now watching the original 2006 anime and all is well 

Death Note 2017 whats that? 

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