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frostfires-blog · 7 months
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Shiguang Dailiren/Link Click
Hanakotoba Analysis
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Cheng Xiaoshi/Toki -> Daisy (Bellis)
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Cheng Xiaoshi/Toki’s official flower is the Daisy (Bellis) as pictured on his official birthday artwork. Daisies are known as chú jú (雏菊) in Chinese and hinagiku (雛菊) in Japanese. This flower is associated with the meanings of “innocence”, “devotion”, “justice”, “charity” and “beauty” in English floriography. Its hanakotoba meanings are “peace”, “hope”, “beauty” and “chastity”. In Japanese culture, daisies are also often associated with new beginnings and are thought to bring joy and happiness to those whom it is gifted.  In China, the flower is mainly associated with innocence, purity, hope, and new beginnings. Additionally, they can symbolize simplicity, sincerity, springtime, happiness, and new love.  Cheng Xiaoshi is best described as someone with a good heart whose playful, stubborn and impulsive nature can be interpreted by others as being childish and irresponsible. He is extremely sensitive and deeply empathetic with a strong sense of justice. These characteristics paired with his impulsiveness often not only lead to him making decisions with his heart rather than his head—landing not only himself but also those around him in a myriad of tricky situations—but also result in him doing things that are in the best interest of others but are detrimental to himself. These traits tie into the flower’s meanings of justice, charity and devotion. His seemingly boundless optimism and upbeat personality complement the flower’s meanings of joy, happiness, and springtime. When Lu Guang was asked by Qiao Ling, what attracted him to Cheng Xiaoshi, he stated that it was the other’s naivety. This ties into the flower’s meanings of innocence, sincerity, purity and simplicity. Cheng Xiaoshi has the ability to enter the time of any photo by possessing the body of the person who took the photo. Using this ability, he is able to directly change the events within a 12-hour timeline of the photo (i.e., alter past events). This ties into the daisy’s meanings of new beginnings and hope.  Additionally, when using this ability, Cheng Xiaoshi’s eyes turn gold-yellow which corresponds with the yellow-centre of the daisy.
Lu Guang/Hikaru -> Forget-me-not
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Lu Guang/Hikaru’s official flower is the forget-me-not as pictured on his official birthday artwork. The forget-me-not (Myosotis) is known as wù wàng wǒ  (勿忘我) in Chinese and wasurenagusa (勿忘草) in Japanese. As its name suggests the flower is associated with the meanings of “true love” and “memories” in English floriography. Its Japanese name means “don’t forget me” thus associating the flower with its hanakotoba meanings of “true love” and “remembrance”. In China, the flower is associated with not only true love and memories but also fidelity and faithfulness. Lu Guang is typically calm, patient, responsible and uptight. Although not always blatantly obvious, Lu Guang cares deeply for his friends and always does things that are in their best interest. Although typically stoic and cautious, when those important to Lu Guang are in danger, he will break his usual calm façade and show anger and concern as well as pull off precarious manoeuvres to save them. These traits tie into the flower’s meanings of faithfulness and fidelity. Lu Guang has the ability to see everything that happens within a 12-hour timeframe after a photo has been taken. Photographs are able to capture important moments with loved ones in order to be preserved and looked back upon at a later date. Lu Guang and Cheng Xiaoshi’s abilities rely on photographs and are used to analyse and manipulate memories, respectively. This further links Lu Guang to the forget-me-not flower. Additionally, when using their respective abilities Lu Guang’s eyes turn ice-blue whereas Cheng Xiaoshi’s turn gold-yellow which corresponds with the yellow-centred, blue blossoms of the forget-me-not, respectively. Click here for further analysis of Lu Guang given new information from season 2.
Qiao Ling/Rin -> Hyacinth
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Qiao Ling/Rin’s official flower is the hyacinth as pictured on her official birthday artwork. The hyacinth (Hyacinthus) is known as fēng xìn zǐ (风信子) in Chinese and haiashinsu (ヒヤシンス) in Japanese. The hyacinth is seen as a symbol of sophistication, refinement, grace and elegance in English floriography. It is also known as a symbol of love and passion. It is also sometimes associated with rashness, games and rebirth. Its hanakotoba meanings are friendship, affection and “love beyond sorrow”. The bright colours of hyacinths are said to represent joy and happiness―and is thus seen as a gesture of goodwill when gifted to others in Japanese culture. In China, the flower is associated with good luck and fortune and is thus often used during special occasions and celebrations as an auspicious decoration. It is said that the hyacinth’s bright colours and cheerful blossoms bring prosperity and good luck to those who see it. Qiao Ling is best described as outspoken, expressive, and compassionate. She deeply trusts those she is close to and is very protective over them. Qiao Ling typically possesses a playful and upbeat personality. These traits tie into the hyacinth’s meanings of joy, passion, friendship and goodwill. Although often seen bickering with Cheng Xiaoshi―she retains an air of gracefulness and ladylikeness and often dresses very stylishly, which fits in with the flower’s meanings of elegance, grace and sophistication.
Official Art Celebrating 400 Million Views
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In this official art the flower bouquet that Cheng Xiaoshi is holding might be his official flower the daisy (Bellis) but could also be camomile flowers. Camomile also known as chamomile is a daisy-like plant in the same family as the Bellis genus (Asteraceae family). Camomile is known as  yáng gān jú (洋甘菊) in Chinese and kamomīru (カモミール) in Japanese. In English floriography, the flower represents the concepts of having “patience in adversity” and “energy in adversity”. In hanakotoba, the flower conveys the meanings of “enduring adversity” and the “power to be born in adversity”. Both the English and Japanese meanings derive from the fact that camomile grows like a creeper on the ground and persists even if trampled on―even growing stronger the more it is stepped on. These meanings greatly complement Cheng Xiaoshi’s immense optimism, endurance, and perseverance that persists despite him being faced with difficult circumstances and harsh obstacles.
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In this official artwork, Lu Guang isn’t pictured with his official flower, the forget-me-not but is instead pictured with a bouquet of statice.  Statice (Limonium) is also known as sea lavender and marsh rosemary despite not being related to either lavender or rosemary. Statice is known as bǔxuè cǎo shǔ (补血草属) in Chinese and sutāchisu (スターチス) in Japanese. Similarly, to forget-me-nots, this flower is associated with memory and remembrance. In English floriography, this flower represents “longing”, “remembrance”, “success” and “sympathy”. Purple statice in particular represents suppleness and elegance. The hanakotoba meanings associated with statice are “unchanging heart” and “uninterrupted memory”. The vibrant colour of these flowers does not fade even when dried. This attribute has resulted in its hanakotoba meanings “unchanging heart”, “uninterrupted memory”, and “eternal immutability”.  These meanings are similar to that of the forget-me-not and consequently complement Lu Guang’s character in a similar manner.
[If you liked this post, check out my other hanakotoba analysis posts here ❀ There are 2 other hanakotoba posts on Link Click on my blog...]
[P.S. If anyone knows which two flowers are in the very first image in this post (i.e., the season 2 key visual), please let me know so I can add them...I couldn't figure it out for the life of me. Also, if I've gotten any of the kanji, romaji, hanzi or pinyin incorrect, feel free to correct me]
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nuctua-larc · 2 months
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Ophelia
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mimicha-arts · 7 months
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破碎的蝴蝶
Day 6: Destiny & Song Lyrics LCweek2023
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elibean · 5 months
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Haven’t seen this posted here yet.
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Source: first found here, which links to the weibo post, from Studio LAN
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always-a-joyful-note · 4 months
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Sometimes I sit back and remember just how GOOD Link Click is as a story. Excellent plot? Check. Compelling themes? Yep. Characters well built that you can root for? Obviously. Deaths that do actually mean something? Yeah. Multiple kinds of relationships that colour the narrative? Yes, and it hurts us all. Banger soundtrack? Both the lyrics-based music AND the BG music. Incredible animation? We have that too. Balance of light and dark moments? Again, yes, and it hurts us all. Balance of show and tell? YES, EPISODE 9 S2. Supporting characters and antagonists who obviously exist as their own people even if the stories revolve around our three protags? Mhmm. Symbolism spun to deal max damage? We're still recovering from that
It's just Link Click is SUCH a well-written piece of media and I'm not ready for what happens in s3 but at the same time can't wait
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lazuliamin · 1 month
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Something really quick for QL week on twt (Day 6: AU)
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muninnhuginn · 7 months
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their colours switched at the end. in that last scene. lu guang was wearing dark clothes and cheng xiaoshi had the white and blue.
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starglossie · 5 months
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whatever we are, it's enough pairing: shiguang rating: teen word count: 1.7k+ - handholding is a love language - touch is what we are, what we always will be - we don't need a word for this when i know being by your side feels right ao3 link.
Cheng Xiaoshi pulls shivers as a blustery wind hits him from behind, creating pinpricks of cold that blossoms around his neck, and the tip of his ears, and the palms of his fingers. “Aye!” He exclaims, bunching his shoulders. The cold wind is relentless. Despite his best attempts at closing in on himself for warmth.
“It’s too cold!” Cheng Xiaoshi whines. He bops back and forth on the balls of his feet. He can see his breath every time he exhales. God. He peered over the bodies in front of him, all standing in line to get a seat at the noodle restaurant. “Lu Guang,” Cheng Xiaoshi looks at his partner with a pout on his lips. “I’m freezing.”
Lu Guang raises his head and as he does, the small cat ears on his white beanie flutter a bit. As if they were real and not cute decorations added to his beanie. He looks unimpressed by Cheng Xiaoshi’s whining. “Wasn’t it your idea to try this place out?” He is the voice of rationality that Cheng Xiaoshi sometimes loves but right now, cannot stand.
“Can’t a guy have regrets?!” He snaps back but his words lack their bite. The cold is vicious and seeps into the spaces of his words. So his retort is more shaky, shivering, bouncing at the ends. He wishes desperately to be back at their studio. Warm and secured in their house. We have noodles at home! He thinks but Lu Guang had a point.
There was a new restaurant that opened about two weeks ago called Dan Dan Noodles. The restaurant has been a success since their debut. Dan Dan’s reviews so far were all 4 stars or 5 stars. People were raving about the thick quality of the noodles, the fresh taste of the veggies, the mouthwatering juiciness of the meat that melted right in their mouths—but the real winner of the magical bowl was their broth. Something about the broth made people think of home. Made people immediately find comfort. Made people starve for more.
Hence, the ridiculously long line outside the small restaurant.
Cheng Xiaoshi wanted to give the hype of Dan Dan at least two weeks to cool down before attempting to snag a bowl. But it looked like his efforts were in vain. Now he’s been in line with Lu Guang for the past twenty minutes turning into a human icicle. The line was moving, albeit slowly. A small miracle in and of itself. But the cold…
“Cheng Xiaoshi.”
God. Cheng Xiaoshi is drunk off the sound of his name coming from Lu Guang. Lu Guang’s words are a string that pulls Cheng Xiaoshi out of his thoughts. He looks up and finds Lu Guang staring at him in the way he does—as if he’s holding the world in the palm of his hands and he’s seeing everything, all of life, all at once. Cheng Xiaoshi shivers. This time, not because of the cold.
“What?” He blinks. Lu Guang is an interesting guy. Cheng Xiaoshi likes to think he knows Lu Guang very well, considering how long they’ve known each other. But Lu Guang remains a mystery at times… “Do you have to use the bathroom?”
Lu Guang’s face twists up in mild annoyance and disgust from the suggestion. Cheng Xiaoshi thought it was a rather common deduction to make considering how cold it was and how long they’d been standing in line before.
Lu Guang rolls his eyes. Cheng Xiaoshi has half a mind to tease him about his coyness until he feels fingers brush along his wrist. Shooting out like a rocket, tickling his skin like a feather. Scared, hesitant, and then all at once his hand is being yanked into Lu Guang’s right pocket. Cheng Xiaoshi’s brain short circuits shortly afterwards. There’s a warmth touching his palm, tickling his fingers, a soft fabric filled with some sort of ball like texture. A hand heater! Or something of that nature. Cheng Xiaoshi isn’t sure on the actual term but he knows what they are at least.
He looks down at their joined hands hidden away in Lu Guang’s pocket. Safe. Tucked into a gentle, warm fold that no one else could enter.
Their hands were a constant source of connection for them. Touching hands was the catalyst of their powers.
And here, in a line with thirty other people, held tightly by the crisp, November air, they hold hands. As if daring the universe to sever their connection.
Cheng Xiaoshi’s neck flushes a crimson red. He whips his head over to Lu Guang who’s looking off towards the direction of the front entrance of the restaurant. But Cheng Xiaoshi sees the redness on the tips of his ears. The wildfire blush scars the back of his neck. Cheng Xiaoshi wants to bite the redness and know its taste. Leave his own redness on Lu Guang’s skin—bites and kisses and all sorts of fingerprints.
He squeezes Lu Guang’s hand tightly. And in return, he is graced with a gentle squeeze back from Lu Guang.
“I’m not so cold anymore,” Cheng Xiaoshi rasps. His voice is low and reverent. As if speaking any louder would blow out the tiny spark of fire brewing between them. He’d never want to do that.
Lu Guang looks at him and a star blooms inside of Cheng Xiaoshi’s chest. A solar flare swallows him whole. Lu Guang looks at him, eyes wandering, as if he’s taking a photograph of Cheng Xiaoshi to preserve this moment. He’s not sure what sort of face he’s making right now (probably a dumb one).
“I’m glad,” Lu Guang says in the same careful, quiet tone. As if he’s not trying to scare away the thing between them neither of them knew what to call.
He’s not sure how to categorize their relationship anymore. They’re friends. And then they are something more than that, but not quite lovers. Nothing has been defined. No labels have been placed to name what it is that makes Cheng Xiaoshi’s heart nearly explode whenever his mind shifts back into focus on the fact that they’re holding hands in line, surrounded by a crowd of people all waiting to get into Dan Dan.
The line moves and they are within the next three people to go inside.
“We’re close!” Cheng Xiaoshi is falling apart at the seams over something as simple as hand holding—Get it together, Cheng Xiaoshi! You’re not the first two people to ever hold hands. Surely you won’t be the last—while also flying to the moon with anticipation. Finally, their hard work of standing in line and braving the crispy, blustery November air would be worth it.
“About time. I’m starving.”
When it’s finally their turn, they get a table tucked away in the back. Dan Dan smells of cooking meat, warm seasoning, and mouthwatering broth. The lighting inside is dim, soft oranges and muted reds—an intimate space. The waiters navigate the tables with ease. Taking everyone’s drink and dinner orders. The kitchen is exposed in the back so all the chefs can be seen as they prepare different dishes.
Cheng Xiaoshi notices that their hands don’t separate even as they sit down at the table across from one another. Secured. Underneath the table like a well kept secret.
A large smile devours Cheng Xiaoshi’s face. “This feels like a date, now.” He blurts out. The words run together and are tied in a bow of expectation—of wanting.
Lu Guang’s cheeks color red. He’d probably blame it on the cold if Cheng Xiaoshi pushed. “We can consider it one.” He says slowly, carefully, with the same cautiousness he always carried when talking about them.
“Yeah? Ok. Ok. Done. Consider it done. Considered. We’re on a date. You and me. Lu Guang and Cheng Xiaoshi. Cheng Xiaoshi and-Ow!” Cheng Xiaoshi flinches as Lu Guang’s foot connects with his shin. “What was that for?”
“You were rambling. I was afraid you wouldn’t stop.”
“And you felt like kicking me was the best option!”
Lu Guang smiles, a sneaky sort of thing. A smile that makes Cheng Xiaoshi’s heart twist and the pain settle in his shin. Overtaken by the immense wanting once again. “It was effective.”
Their waiter comes to take their orders. They both place an order for beer and noodles. With appetizers to tide them over. The appetizers and drinks come out first. Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang went through three beers each in-between bites of their dumplings, chicken wings, and vegetables.
A comfortable buzz settled between the two. Cheng Xiaoshi’s cheeks were blooming tomatoes. Everything Lu Guang did was funny, endearing—cute. His soft laughter. His quiet smile. His mischievous gaze seemed to get more and more open as the drinks came, as the heat settled, as their bowls of noodles were set and they both dug into their meal.
While their hands were no longer connected, their touching was constant. Their feet touched under the table. Their fingers brushed against one another’s at times to pass each other things like more water, another napkin, anything. Any excuse big or small they could make to touch each other. It didn’t matter.
Once dinner was done—bowls empty, bellies full—they paid for their meals and left the restaurant. Immediately upon exiting, Cheng Xiaoshi is hit with another blustery gust of November air. Shivers race down his spine. He curls into himself, yelling out into the night, “It’s too cold!”
But this time, he turns to Lu Guang who’s looking at him with a sort of warmth and flickering expectancy of something that makes Cheng Xiaoshi swallow thickly. He takes Lu Guang’s hand because he can. Because he’s allowed to. Because it doesn’t matter if they don’t know what they are—they have this. Touch. Touch has always centered them. Touch has always been how the two of them communicated; operated.
He didn’t need a word for this.
Lu Guang was enough.
“Let’s go home,” Cheng Xiaoshi squeezes their hands together and puts Lu Guang’s hand right in his pocket. Safe and secure. Tucked away. Their own little secret again. “Get warmed. Maybe… cuddle.” He suggests with a playful wiggling of his eyebrows.
Lu Guang snorts, “Needy fellow…” but the corners of his lips quirk with amusement. He likes the idea just as much as Cheng Xiaoshi. Stubborn guy.
Cheng Xiaoshi only grins in return, laughing. Giddy with desire and drunk off proximity.
They walk home, hand in hand.
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shimmeringweeds · 7 months
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So those roses, huh.
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The roses explode. Time gets messed up….. Destroying?….. all passion/love?
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Now I don’t know that those are roses but…… they sure are wilted. No love left to hold him back.
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astranauticus · 3 months
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wip i highly doubt i will finish (you think i can actually do this lighting correctly lol)
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daily-linkclick · 9 months
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the flowers in the little stamps are the same ones from past promo art like the 2022 birthday pieces! cheng xiaoshi's is bellis, lu guang's are forget me nots, and qiao ling's is hyacinth
ohh interesting!! from what i'm hearing qiao ling's and lu guang's are always the same, but i'm seeing different flowers for cheng xiaoshi? is there an official post somewhere on them?
edit: apparently bellis is a type of daisy!! so yeah nvm it's consistent!!
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frostfires-blog · 1 year
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╔⏤⏤╝❀╚⏤⏤╗ Anime Hanakotoba Posts Directory
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1.0 Gintama OP15 2.1 Fruits Basket ED4 P1 2.2 Fruits Basket ED4 P2 3.0 Boku no Hero Academia ED10 4.0 Chihayafuru ED3 5.1 Shiguang Dailiren/Link Click Official Art 5.2 Shiguang Dailiren/Link Click Official Art - Lu Guang Omake 5.3 Shiguang Dailiren/Link Click Season 2 Key Visual 6.0 Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan ED7 7.1 Bleach P1: OP16 & ED31 ~ Ichigo Kurosaki 7.2 Bleach P2: ED31 7.3 Bleach P3: OP16 & ED31 ~ Gotei 13 8.1 Tiān Guān Cì Fú/Heaven Official's Blessing P1 8.2 Tiān Guān Cì Fú/Heaven Official's Blessing P2 9.0 Jujutsu Kaisen 10.0 Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan Final ED - Itterasshai 11.0 TBC...
P.S: If you liked any of these posts and there's a particular anime scene, anime opening or anime ending—with some flower symbolism in it—that you want me to do post on, send me an ask and I'll gladly do it if I've seen the show...
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I'd never thought much about the 'quasar' in Shooting Quasar Dragon until I went down a YT rabbit role (as one does) yesterday and it came up in a video about space mysteries. As much as I love space, I don't really have that much knowledge on it, so previously I thought it probably just had to do with stars since Yusei's other two dragons do. It just made sense. Except that it doesn't have to do with stars at all. Not really.
When quasars were first observed, astronomers didn't know what to make of them. They thought they were stars -- stars in our galaxy even, except that the data they collected was... weird, which led to them eventually concluding that they were very distant stars. It wasn't until much later that they discovered quasars aren't stars at all.
They're entire galaxies with supermassive black holes at the center.
Specifically, what has been concluded: "As matter in a quasar/black hole’s accretion disk heats up, it generates radio waves, X-rays, ultraviolet and visible light. The quasar becomes so bright that it’s able to outshine entire galaxies. But remember … quasars are very far away. They’re so far from us that we only observe the active nucleus, or core, of the galaxy in which they reside. We see nothing of the galaxy apart from its bright center."
And now I'm emotional about Shooting Quasar Dragon all over again for entirely new reasons.
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waywardsalt · 24 days
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in post-ph specifically a really old idea ive had is that linebeck is extremely, extremely possessive of his coat, but if in a situation where he fears he might actually die, he gives it to the person he trusts to save him, or he gives it to someone he cares about that seems to be on the brink of death
#its not permanent unless he dies. which he doesnt in any of the cases of this happening#at the end of the day its like a symbol of his immense trust and respect for the person and a sign that he really thinks hes not making it#bc otherwise you cannot touch that thing. rn i really only have one scenario with this with link damien and bellum each#link’s is the one where hes afraid the other person will die but hes also afraid hes going to die at that moment its a whole thing#other cases are if he thinks he wont be able to get out of smth without it being damaged or if he just wants it to be safe#theres a bit where he has to be separated from the crew for a bit so he preemptively gives it to damien for safekeeping#generally if linebeck hands his coat to someone its a Bad Sign. something is very wrong#bellum is the only one who understands the gravity of it when he first sees it bc like. hes been in linebecks mind he knows the abstract#idea of how protective linebeck is of it. and he has no idea how to feel the first time linebeck gives it to him. its a warm feeling#with damien its a mixture of terrified and dutiful he understands it as being trusted with it and makes sure to keep it safe#he understands what the coat means to linebeck just not on the same visceral level as bellum. link also has a good idea of how much#linebeck cares about his coat but its filtered through being a slightly mischievous kid whos tried getting to it before. when hes actually#given it or sees linebeck hand it off the first (few) times hes really scared and a bit confused until the idea clicks for him#this is an ooooold idea i think its from back when post ph was mostly going to be a 50 chapter thing using a 50 word challenge list#if anyone remembers those. this shit originates from middle school. the olden days. before damien existed#i like linebecks coat being an item tied to his identity its what he wants its something he finds comfort in its something he made himself#salty talks#post-ph#this might carry over a little to some other aus but these situations dont really happen the same was as they might in post ph
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cpunkbubby · 11 months
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Whats up w/ all the rentry blogs having the same theme.
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