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Gotta go crazy in the tags about demon slayer season 4 first ep OBVIOUSLY there will be spoilers
#SPOILER WARNING I REPEAT SPOILER WARNING#DUDE episode opening on boys night?!?! new anime only scene?!?! me and my brother were SHAKING#seeing sanemi and obanai slice through demons together was SO epic and SO needed#AND HYPE AS FUCK BRO#AND DUDE!!!!!#them almost falling into yhe infinity castle?!?!?!?#i was sitting there with my hand over my mouth like whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuckisHAPPENING#SOOOOO TENSE SO GOOD GOD#and as always the recovery period levity was SO appreciated#because you know i cried AGAIN when nezuko conquered the sun#return of the uzuis all looking fine as fuck and happy and retired and thriving BLESSED BE#i love that the hashira are killing all of those kids#‘training’ sure guys. for sure.#those kids that were floating face down in the river are NOT getting back UP#i am so wildly stoked for what is to com#and so ready to be hurt and devastated and destroyed and killed#i fucking love demon slayer so much it is UNreal#ALSO#of coooooourse i noticed doma in the 0.5 seconds he was in the op *twirls hair*#had my cardigan on to rep him and everything HELLOOO PRINCESS <3#doma <3#during the boys night sequence when they were like#‘3 women from this village have gone missing’ my brother looked at me like#hey man. sounds like your shithead is afoot#and i was like vibrating in my seat
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I do not trust wisely.
throwing out my thoughts before chapter 251 of d.gray-man releases. spoilers for up to chapter 250 below!!
disclaimer: I don't hate wisely. I really like him. but I don't trust him right now.
I don't trust his actions right now. before chapter 250, I was sure wisely was going to be the new "leader" of the noah now that the earl is somewhat out of commission, either outright or by pulling the strings/giving suggestions to other members. road wasn't really the leader of them but they looked to her for answers about the things they didn't because she was the one that had stuck around the longest (such as when tyki's scars are aching) and was clearly the closest to the earl.
wisely is already suspicious of nea before this...
and when he approached the earl, wisely made a few comments about it, urging the earl to leave.
but he has an extra thought in chapter 224 about how he specifically won't let him cross paths with nea ever again. not really sus, I mean nea did kill the noah and try to kill the earl and the earl is clearly Not Over It, so makes sense.
but as they leave, wisely and tyki have a very specific exchange.
not only did wisely apparently let bookman go before they could find out more info, but wisely seems to know full well about nea- possibly being the reason he let bookman go, before bookman could tell the others who the earl and nea actually are.
specifically, wisely says "even if you don't find it out from me, you'll find it out eventually" and thinks to himself how this information will hurt tyki. that, to me, sounds like he knows most of the secrets of mana/nea. otherwise, how would he know that it will be so damning to tyki?
that brings us back to chapter 250, where they're interrogating apocryphos. I suspect the main goal of this was to find the heart rather than information on nea.
however, apocryphos can't help but jab at the ignorant noah who are in way over their heads, letting it slip that tyki has some deep connection to nea. wisely of course responds naturally by—
—destroying apocryphos' head, preventing him from talking until he heals. he claims it's because there's no use in interrogating him any further, that they've already got as much info as they can. that marks the 2nd interrogation victim he's let loose before the rest are ready.
with nea and the mention of 35 years ago being brought up, there's still tension in the air and sherril isn't about to let it go. remember, he's still pissed about road being hurt so badly trying to protect allen (because she wouldn't protect nea, right?)
and here it's finally brought up that, despite road being the only true survivor (aside from the earl), wisely has more knowledge about the events due to his demonic eye. he's finally being called out for possibly withholding the truth from them.
and what does he do? deflect it immediately. "it's not my fault, it's the fault of the previous wisely!"
okay, let's really dissect this page.
he starts off with apologizing, saying that the reason the other noah can't remember the tragedy is because the knowledge was so devastating the previous wisely locked it away (I guess before he died?? how does that work).
specifically, "to know nea is to know 'mana'". wisely knows who mana is, whereas the other noah only know that nea called the earl mana which made him cry.
the part I think most important is this- how conflicted he looks when thinking about the earl. he's not thinking about the noah here, he's thinking about the earl's safety. about mana.
why is he so conflicted?
let's go over some more stuff real quick.
wisely knows tyki looks suspiciously just like nea
2. nea isn't just a noah, he's the earl
3. SOMETHING happened to adam to make him disappear/split into mana/nea and is most likely connected to the noah & innocence
with all of these things in mind, this leads me to believe this...
wisely is keeping the info about mana secret to get the earl to destroy the world
not really a big shocker, but let me explain. the goal of the noah is to see the end of the world and aid the earl in that, but we've learned that the earl acts somewhat as a ticking time bomb, as he is the one that brings about the end days.
that is the goal of all of the noah, but road has been apprehensive about it because the current earl is mana. she wants him to be safe, and when cross urged her to help him save mana, instead of scoffing at the idea she starts crying and saying she can't because she's a noah. she wants to save him but being a noah cancels that out.
but our wisely didn't grow up with mana & nea. wisely didn't witness nea kill their entire family, mana kill him in return, and quickly descend into madness. wisely has secondhand memories so he doesn't have that emotional attachment.
this is why I felt wisely would be the new "leader". he has the insight to know that the earl = mana and that nea is part of the earl but doesn't have the emotional baggage road has. this gives him the best opportunity to see the noah's goal to the end, to push the earl over the edge and make him destroy it.
how would the rest of the noah feel if they found out the earl they've known their entire life isn't 7000 years old? that he was raised as a human just 50~ years ago? that the earl can die?
and worse-
how would the noah feel if they found out a personality of the earl was the one what slaughtered them all?
it would absolutely fracture them, possibly worse so than the exorcists finding out about apocryphos. the man they trust as their leader, who they feel in their souls a deep connection to, isn't even actually him and the man that killed them was supposed to be their leader.
that's why I feel like wisely is still keeping secrets. if he does actually know who mana/nea are, then it doesn't make sense for him to reveal this info so easily. I don't know what he's going to do next as the scene cuts there with him supposedly revealing the secrets, but I have a fear he's either only revealed a small part of it or worse, created a new lie about mana/nea to show them.
maybe he's telling the truth??
there's always a chance I'm grasping at straws, but from what I've seen it just doesn't make sense to me for him to reveal "everything" about mana/nea to the other noah, ESPECIALLY TYKI, so quickly. sherril snaps at him and he immediately folds. we've seen such careful character motivations thusfar from everyone else and I doubt hoshino would stumble here, on such a pivotal plot point.
so yeah, I don't believe wisely when he says he's going to reveal everything. he has the best shot out of all the noah to bring about the apocalypse and it doesn't make sense for him to fumble that now.
thanks for being a lil shit wisely, love you
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Hello again! I have an idea for Transformers: Rise of the Beast. Before the Rise of the Beast begin, when Unicron and Primus battled against each other long time ago: Primus defeated Unicron by splitting him into two persons - one half is good while the other half is evil. Even though Unicron did horrible things, he just couldn't kill his brother, that's why he split him because he wants his brother's good half to have a chance to start over. Centuries later when the Rise of the Beasts begin, the good Unicron woke up on Earth with no memory of anything, himself, and his name. The Autobots meets the amnesiac young Unicron when they were looking for the Transwarp Key. Elena befriended the good amnesiac Unicron and named him Buddy and became partners. When Autobots meets Scourge again, they heard Scourge told Buddy that he is Unicron's good half and his master -Unicron- plans to use Buddy as a vessel, Buddy didn't believe him angrily, refuse to believe he is Unicron until he absorbed the dark energy from Airazor that saved her and Unicron temporarily possessed Buddy that nearly killed his friends and allies until his friendship with Elena snapped him out of the possession...it has devastated him and scared of himself - afraid of hurting everyone. Buddy suffered with guilt at nearly killing his friends and at what he has done as Unicron. Elena comforted Buddy, telling him he doesn't have to be Unicron again, Buddy can't change the past, but he can choose to be better than what he used to be. With that, Buddy is determined and ready to take responsibility for what he has done. Before the battle with Unicron, Buddy said to the Autobots and the Maximals, "Guys, even if I don't remember anything when I was Unicron, I know what I did as Unicron is very unforgivable. Alot of your friends and family are gone...because of me. I understand you will never forgive me for all of this and I'm not asking for forgiveness, but I want you all to know is that I'm...so sorry, for everything. I know apologies means nothing to you. You don't trust me...I don't even trust myself, but I promise I will help you to stop all this madness and I will try to be better. Primus gave me a second chance...and I won't mess this up again. I will protect your people and humans until my last breath." Characters Elena, Airazor, Optimus Prime, and Optimus Primal. Please and thank you wonderful person. (Good God, that is a long text than I planned it, sorry about that. You can change this, shorten it, turn it into parts, or ignore it. I hope you have a good day/night.)
Ooooh! Never worked with a Buddy like this before, this should be interesting.
Hope you enjoy!
Bot Buddy being Unicron's good side and fights for the Maximals and Autobots with Elena, Airazor, Optimus Prime, and Optimus Primal
SFW, Angst, Platonic, Cybertronain reader
ROTB
When they woke up the first thing they saw where the twinkling of the stars above them.
They looked around them seeing a bunch of leafy vegetation and in front of them a bunch of smoldering rocks.
That place looked as if it was destroyed recently.
They didn’t like the look of it.
They did see some little organic creatures here and there, but their tanks told them not to trust them.
They waited until most had left and moved out of the area.
They really didn’t know what they were doing, they just let their body decide where to go next.
They eventually reached a dark port nearby the area where they woke up.
They heard voices.
Some angry.
Some sad.
Some resentful.
They moved a bit closer to the sound before accidentally kicking a pipe with their pede.
Then something shot right next to them making them scream and fall flat on their aft.
Several beings came towards them.
Some of them where the smaller organic creatures from earlier and the others…
They looked almost like themselves.
Optimus looking at the intruder.
“Who are you!”--Optimus
The bot cowers a bit at the sudden harshness in his voice.
“Woah Prime, chill a bit. I don’t think they’re gonna hurt anyone.”--Mirage
The bot hugs their pedes close to themselves slightly shaking.
Airazor hops a bit closer to the intruder.
“What is your name?”--Airazor
The intruder opens their mouth but pauses and thinks.
“I… I don’t think I have one of those…”
“You do not have a name?”--Arcee
The intruder shakes their helm.
“I just woke up a couple of hours ago. I don’t…I don’t know who I am or what my name is…”
Elena moves towards them.
They shrink a bit.
“Its okay…I’m not gonna hurt you.”--Elena
Elena gently pats their pede with trusting eyes.
They relax a bit.
“Do you all have names?”
“I am Airazor, this is Optimus Prime, Mirage, and Arcee. The humans are Noah and Elena.”--Airazor
Buddy noticed the bot laying on the floor by them.
“Who is he? Is he taking a nap too?”
“He’s—”--Arcee
“He need rest… he is not well…”--Optimus
Optimus offered his servo to the bot.
They look at it and slowly reach for it as he helps them onto their pedes.
“We need to give you a name.”--Elena
“What kind of name?”
“How about Breaker?”--Arcee
“Breaker?”--Noah
“Thundercowl!”--Mirage
The bot cringes a bit.
“That doesn’t really suit me…”
“How about Buddy?”--Elena
Their helm perks.
“I like the sound of that. Buddy… I like it.”--Buddy
While the humans had to go home for tomorrow’s expedition.
They were informed by Airazor about the next day’s events and some of the history between their kind.
Buddy didn’t like hearing much about the war and destruction that this Unicron was doing.
“I may not know too much about all this war and Unicron. But I do know I cannot just stand by and let this happen. Please, let me help you in any way possible.”--Buddy
Prime looks at Buddy with a bit of pride.
“Thank you, Buddy.”--Optimus
Buddy beams a little bit with the positive words.
The next morning everyone arrived just in time for Stratosphere to show up.
Buddy could definitely agree with Mirage about wanting to walk all the way to Peru. The giant mech looked like they were going to fall apart at any moment.
But now they were sitting squishing inside Stratosphere.
Buddy was absolutely terrified of the heights they were going.
Buddy holding their pedes close to their chassis.
Prime looking over at Buddy.
“Buddy? Are you all, right?”--Optimus
Buddy squeezes their optics shut.
“This is the first time I’ve been up this high. And quite frankly Prime, I’m not a fan of it.”--Buddy
“Got it. Flying kinda sucks, but it’s not too bad.”--Mirage
“Yeah, but I just woke up yesterday and now I’m thousands of miles up in the air.”--Buddy
Arcee flicks his helm.
“Oops? Kinda forgot about that part.”--Mirage
Some turbulence starts shaking the plane.
Buddy squeezes their optics even more.
They feel a servo on their shoulder.
It was the Prime’s.
“He didn’t say anything but kept his servo firmly on their shoulder.
Buddy appreciated the gesture, but they were still far from okay.
“Elena?”--Noah
Buddy turns to see Elena slowly moving towards Buddy with her shaky knees. Noah followed behind her.
Buddy reached out to hold her and Noah steady.
“What are you doing? Shouldn’t you two be sitting down?”--Buddy
Elena grabbed onto Buddy’s frame and sat down next to them.
“You looked like you could use a friend.”--Elena
Noah moves to Buddy’s other side where Mirage was.
Mirage took advantage of his new friend and held him onto his lap ignoring his slight protests.
Buddy grabbed Elena and placed her on their lap with a secure hold on the human.
They stayed like that for the rest of the trip.
Buddy didn’t like the idea of Noah and Elena going into town be themselves with this ‘Scrouge’ fellow and his crew around.
Not one bit.
But there was also little that Buddy could do.
They didn’t even have an alt mode to blend in with the others in the city.
Buddy ended up staying with Airazor for most of the mission.
The two did talk a bit to pass the time.
Enough for Buddy to feel safe with the Maximal.
She was nice.
She told them some stories about her team and her family before they sought refuge on Earth.
When Elena and Noah began screaming about being followed Buddy nearly blew their cover.
They had to follow Wheeljack and Arcee to the back roads and thick jungle in order to keep up.
When Buddy saw a giant mech yell at Elena and Noah, they immediately jumped in front of them and produced a sword from their back.
“Back off!”--Buddy
Noah slightly lowering his blaster at Buddy suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
“When did you get the sword?!”--Noah
“I don’t know!”--Buddy
“How do you not know you have a sword that big with you? Its almost as big as you?!”--Noah
Everyone starts showing up.
“When did Buddy get armed?”--Mirage
“I don’t know!”--Buddy
And with an explanation had cleared the tense air.
Buddy had placed their sword back and turned to the Maximal leader.
Another Optimus.
Optimus Primal.
They greeted him and the rest of the Maximals warmly.
Primal was a bit startled by the mystery bot.
They looked ancient.
“Who are you if I may ask?”--Primal
Buddy chuckling a bit.
“I’d like to know that too honestly.”--Buddy
“They lost their memory. They ‘woke up’ just yesterday.”--Elena
Primal looks at Buddy.
“You are very brave to have come on this journey Buddy. Especially without knowing who you are and your purpose.”--Primal
“It wasn’t too hard. I want to help protect this planet where my friends live on.”--Buddy
“And! So, we can get back to Cybertron. Maybe we can get you looked on when we get back home.”--Mirage
Buddy smiles at Mirage and walks to Airazor.
They notice the rust stains on her back.
“Airazor?”--Buddy
“I’m fine Buddy, no one leaves Scrouge without getting… touched.”--Airazor
Buddy drops the topic but does glance at Airazor’s back every now and then.
Soon enough they all reached the human camp where they would rest for the night.
Buddy kept watch for their friends as they slept.
They felt as if they slept too much.
They didn’t feel tired.
Buddy was the first to be alerted about Airazor erratic behavior.
Elena followed behind Buddy.
Buddy was surprised when Airazor tried to attack Elena.
They held her as she thrashed around in their arms.
The burns were visible, and it made Buddy sick to their tanks.
How could a monster do this to such a kind soul?
Airazor managed to launch Buddy far enough to see Elena and Noah run into the woods with the two leaders following behind.
Buddy started at Airazor in horror as she picked up Elena and carried her off.
They ran and ran trying to keep up with them.
By the time they reached the mountain top they saw Primal start to crush Airazor’s chassis. He was going to…
Buddy’s frame moved on its own.
They kicked Primal off of Airazor and wrestled her down themselves.
Through the kicking and thrashing Buddy managed to place both of their servos on both sides of her helm.
Everything went black.
It was almost like they were back in that sleep again.
It was nice.
Almost nostalgic in a way.
But then swore they heard someone call them.
The voice started getting louder.
They looked around for the voice.
It sounded familiar.
Then it hit them.
Elena.
But why was she calling them?
Why did she sound so upset?
The last call woke them up.
Their optics were unfocused as the colors were blending.
The blobs were starting to make shapes.
They blinked a couple times suddenly feeling exhausted.
They looked at their servos.
One had the sword in it.
The other…
Elena?
She looked slightly terrified and relief.
Why was she terrified?
They heard Airazor and Primal tell them to carefully place Elena down.
That’s when Buddy became fully aware of their surroundings.
Noah was being held by Mirage rather protectively with Arcee and Wheeljack in front of him.
Optimus Prime was holding his sides in pain as was Primal.
Airazor looked okay but there were obvious signs of injuries.
Injuries that weren’t there when Buddy had…
The sword.
Elena.
Buddy carefully placed Elena down who was slightly holding her sides.
It struck them.
They did this.
They hurt their friends.
“I…did this…?”--Buddy
Buddy dropped their sword and fell backward and quickly backs into the stone wall behind them.
They are shaking and tears start clouding their vision.
“Why would I… what happened?”--Buddy
Airazor taking a step forward.
“You… you took Scrouges touch from me. In doing so you became Unicron’s vessel.”--Airazor
“But how…”--Buddy
“Because Scrouge told us you are the other half of Unicron.”--Primal
Buddy feels their spark drop.
“I’m what…”--Buddy
“Long ago Primus had fought with his brother Unicron. Unable to bear the loss of his brother, he split Unicron into two different entities. The Unicron we know from myths and…you.”--Prime
Buddy stares at their servos.
“I…I’m Unicron? I…I…”--Buddy
Buddy stifles a cry as they wrap themselves up into a ball trying to get as far away from their friends as possible.
“Hey Buddy. You’re not him.”--Elena
Buddy peaks out to see Elena just feet away from them.
Buddy tries even harder to get away from her.
“I am…I’m…I’m a monster. I hurt all my friends. I hurt you!”--Buddy
Elena shakes her head gently placing her hand on Buddy’s pede.
They just stiffen at the touch.
“You’re not a monster, okay?”--Elena
Noah gets out of Mirage’s grip and walks to Buddy.
“Buddy. Would you ever hurt us?”--Noah
“But I just—“--Buddy
“That was Unicron, not you. Do you want to hurt us now?”--Noah
“No—”--Buddy
“Then you’re not a monster. Only a true monster would want to hurt their friends. Unicron was just using you, like a puppet. You had no control over it.”--Noah
“He’s right. Buddy you gotta listen to us.”--Elena
“You saved my life Buddy.”--Airazor
“No monster would save a life. The monsters seek to take them before their time.”--Primal
Prime walks over to Buddy and offers his servo.
Buddy hesitates but ultimately reaches his servo and lets him pull them up.
The reality of Unicron once again hits everyone.
He needed to be stopped.
For the safety of this planet.
For the safety of Cybertron.
For the humans.
For their friends and family.
Buddy vowed to not let them down.
Their evil half can throw whatever he had, but as long as their spark still burned, they will not fall.
Not now.
Not ever.
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Homies forever?
Did your homie come up to you one day all excited with an illegal book about the outside world, and your homie didn't give a fuck about government and law. Then your eyes saw the shine in those obviously gorgeous soul awakening blue eyes. Hearing him talk about the outside world with excitement made you want to earn something you never thought you needed.and from then on ,you shared dreams.
You protect your homie from bullies,you take care of him, you want to be with him forever and explore the outside world with your homie.
Your homie gave you a purpose in life which you want to achieve,you want to destroy all the danger beyond the wall just so you can make your dream come true.
You join the millitary with your homie and together you graduate, u hold hands, probably have gotten the most intimate with your homie than any girl that people have started creating rumours about your closeness with homie.
You and your homie want to join the recon corps,
when the titan was picking up your homie to eat him , even in half unconscious State, missing a leg, and hurt pretty bad, you were ready to save him, even if it meant to give up your life.
You were ready to give up your life and saved your homie but went down the drain instead.
In the pit of the Titan you realised you haven't given up on your dream, dreams with homie, that enraged you so much you turned into a titan
you recognised your homie hand while being unconscious,and interwined his hand back
A few hours later your homie saves your life again .
Your homie is the only one who could wake up the sleeping Beauty inside the Titan and bring you back to reality
Your homie wakes you by reminding you the dreams you guys shared.
"I thought you have forgotten it long ago, but... you remembered"
And throughout your homie was with you, he got you out of the Titans nape after you blocked the hole in the wall of rose.
and later you and your homie are in recon crops but with new problems.
Your homie's speech during female titan arc motivated you so much that you were ready to abandon your humanity to capture Annie any how.
Seasons later your homie got molested by some old pervert just for the sake of plan where you and historia would be safe.
He even killed a few people to get you back from rod reiss.
Then the mission to retake wall Maria came;
Your homie saw your shaking hand and decided to help, motivated you and with his pretty face, blue eyes and beautiful hair ,you calmed down.
You tell him how you were motivated by the shine in his eyes when they were 8-9 years old.
once again your homie wakes your sleeping Beauty ass up by reminding you of dreams, after you got kicked by betholt.
Your homie entrusts you with his dreams for you to complete it "witness the ocean for me?"
Seeing your homie's Crisp body made you devastated, from each corner , and both physically and mentally.
You see your homie struggling to breath and now with new hope you are screaming for him to continue breathing.
You fought your captain to bring back your homie.
"He's the one who's going to save humanity"
With your cries and please , the serum is given to your homie and your homie lives.
You run to hug your homie when he wakes up . A few Tears of relief washes over your eyes.
You offer you jacket to ur half naked (hot waisted) homie.
One year later you guys are finally at the sea (which didn't go as planned)
You are ready to give up everything so your homie can live long and free. You entrust your everything on your homie and go for genocide.
You guys travel years in path , just you and your homie , witnessing all the beauty the world could offer and looking at your homie's happiness have your chest swelling with love , affection and maybe pride.
You see the flames of water
Land of ice
Field of sands
And huge lakes of salty water
After that your homie punches you for saying hurtful things to your adopted sister.
Then you guys make ou-
Then you guys say everything you have wanted to say to each other cause it is "now or never " moment. You guys talk with no filter, no nothing just you and your homie talking with thick ass sensual tention background music.
Your homie tell you how he also shared the blame for your crime , after all he was the one who showed you the book about the outside world, he shares the equal shoulder for the sins.
and you promise each other to meet in hell and be together forever!!
Fuck everything and tel me
Is HE STiLL YoUr HOMie??!!
#Eren x armin#eremin#armin arlert#armin x eren#aruere#erearu#attack on titan#aot#eren jaeger#eren yeager#shingeki no kyojin#snk
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Daemon seeing his wifey Queen make the epic entrance like she did those many years ago, making Otto shit his pants a little again :D
...So it all begins with an extremely nervous Daemon pacing back and forth on the bridge, getting mentally ready for a face off with Otto again
Unlike those many years ago, this time Daemon DOESN'T greet him at all and just stares at him, annoyed. Daemon's just 1000% done with Otto's shit :D
And that's when Otto provocatively asks Daemon about ' where' s princess Rhaenyra?'
and Daemon STILL doesn't answer, but gives Otto a "Just you wait" stare as his wifey shows up right behind him, arriving on a dragon, like those many years ago
he looks up at her, with kind of reverence and worship
he's so proud of her, and so happy, he gives Otto the see THAT, Otto-cunt, THAT'S my wifey and my QUEEN, take that bitch >>>
just look at his PROUD husband little smirk as he's looking at Otto >>
it was like here he felt she was the same chaotic dragon as he was, that they were on the same page, two pieces of one whole
they were there, the two of them against Otto, 'Daemon+Rhae against the world'
he was proud and sure they were gonna destroy the little shit Otto once and for all
Daemon kept constantly checking for Rhae's reaction to basically everything Otto said
^ the disgust on his face when... "drunken usurper cunt of king" - and i will say no more :D
Checking for her reaction again... Daemon understood Otto's game right from the beginning, just like young Rhaenyra did. But older Rhaenyra has more to lose, is now more numb and feels more responsibility, all of which now cloud her vision....
^ Otto right after he's given the Alicent page to Rhaenyra, manipulating her emotionally >>> he immediately shots this look at Daemon, even Otto knew Daemon knew he was manipulating his wife, OF COURSE DAEMON UNDERSTOOD what OTTO was doing, that made him mad, too
But unfortunately Otto's game worked on Rhaenyra this time, and she stopped Daemon... i couldn't bear the devastated disappointed look on his face at that point actually, like a hurt puppy... he was defeated again, this ep 1x10 was mostly just Daemon's losses and him countlessly being subdued when feeling the need to act, and Rhaenyra's numbness and depression, subduing herself...
He just wanted to PROTECT her and THEIR FAMILY, he SAW Otto for who he really was and his manipulations, just like he had once seen through his manipulation of Viserys, but whyyyy was Rhaenyra so blind this time :"(
Anyway, Daemon didn't question it, he turned around and again followed Rhaenyra like a puppy...
It was also kinda heartbreaking as a scene...
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Cuz the overall feeling and emotional storm of this episode 1x10 that was going on on the background the whole time was in my opinion PUTTING OUT/LOSS of Daemon and Rhaenyra's FIRE....:
Visery's death, early labour, baby Visenya's death, Rhaenys's warning of Greens coming for their necks sent Daemon and Rhaenyra both on their own emotional journey and turmoil, and this was probably the FIRST and so far the ONLY time him and her were NOT on the same page, both due to fear:
devastated, broken, empty, scared Rhaenyra... having just lost their baby Visenya, unable to imagine losing others in the upcoming war, refusing to entertain the idea of war seriously, hoping for and deluding herself with peace, refusing to believe Greens would actually want to hurt her or her family (despite Rhaenys openly warning them about this and Daemon having understood that long ago), in her depression and numbness believing Daemon simply liked war and wanted it cuz it excited him or that he'd gone mad, considering his actions and his suspecting of Greens kinda irrational (even before she'd mentioned on several occasions she did not believe Alicent would mean her harm or that Greens would want to kill/hurt them and their family...),
in her inner pain, paralyzed by the recent events she's unable to see through Otto's game, it almost seems like Daemon's need and call for action is tiring her, as if she'd forgotten how horribly she'd been treated by the greens in KL during the 10 year no-Daemon period... Her fire is out and she's just done with everything and wants to rest, closing eyes before any danger despite warnings coming from all sides
and we have a devastated, frustrated, helpless, feeling useless, scared Daemon.... he was fearing his family's doom at the hands of the Greens, he was frustrated about Rhaenyra not wanting to see it, he was furious with her refusing to act when so much was at stake, he knew peace was never gonna be an option and he felt they were wasting valuable time...
he saw that after their baby's death his Rhaenyra's fire was out and he himself was struggling, but they still had A LOT to lose, i think he might've been low-key blaming her for endangering their family by her inactions and feeling useless himself at the same time cuz he wasn't allowed to act to protect them by striking first without her approval either... his hands were tied and he couldn't make her SEE (hence the choking/shaking sense into her kinda scene)...
So yeah...
But thank god, at the end of the ep it seemed like for the FIRST TIME since the beginning of ep 10, Daemon and Rhaenyra WERE FINALLY ON THE SAME PAGE AGAIN, understanding each other and wanting the same thing, I think that was also the symbolism of the two of them, holding hands, staring into the fire together.
"They were always meant to burn together..."
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Syria!Series Part Four: The Bullet, The Bottle or This...
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Syria!Series:
Part One: Syria - You're stuck on the otherside of the world when Beau's captured in Syria.
Part Two: In Sickness & Health - Beau eventually makes it home.
Part Three: Catch 22 - Beau struggles to cope in the aftermath of Syria.
“You know how this ends Beau; we both do. The bullet, the bottle or this…” You say gesturing at the post-it in his hand. “It’s your call.”
Your words ring in Beau’s ears as he paces the living room thinking of the lime green post-it that’s crumpled up on the coffee table. He hasn’t spoken to you since last night, he didn’t even say goodbye when you walked out the door this morning. The problem is he knows you’re right. If he keeps going like this, he either puts a bullet in his brain or he drinks himself to death.
Either way it’s suicide.
One is just a longer journey that the other.
He’s so angry, he can feel that rage, that frustration boil up inside of him as he clutches that stupid little ceramic horse your mother gave you in his hand. He wants to hurt you, to punish you and he knows destroying this thing is the perfect way to do it.
You haven’t said the words, but he knows that they are there, swelling beneath the surface.
You’re becoming your father.
He thought he’d managed to hide the fact he’s been making his way through the drink’s cabinet. He waits until you’ve gone to bed before he takes the first sip, gets rid of the bottle before you come down in the morning. You must have noticed though; he wracks his brain trying to work out how, but it doesn’t matter.
He clenches his fist, the edges of the horse figurine biting into his palm. He hates this fucking thing, it’s ugly and chipped, it doesn’t go with anything else in the house. He looks into it’s black glossy eyes and it looks back judging him. He’s already drawn back his arm, ready to hurl it at the fucking wall, when his gaze comes to rest on the picture that sat alongside of it.
It’s of you and your mom, just before she’d gotten sick. You must have been eleven because he knows it went downhill quickly after that. She was gone before you even got to your twelfth birthday. That photo and the stupid horse were the only things you had left of her because your dad had gotten rid of everything else, he had eradicated any sign of her presence after she had died, he’d been too wrapped up in his own grief to consider that his daughters may be suffering too.
He catches a glance of himself in the mirror and he doesn’t recognise the man staring back at him. He’s unkempt and unshaven, wild eyed and vicious. In that moment he sees his father, seconds before he smashes the model fighter jet that thirteen-year-old Beau had spent weeks meticulously piecing together. He recalls the feeling as he watched it explode against the wall, the way his heart dropped out of his chest, the devastation that filled him as he tried to collect all the pieces so that he could put it back together again.
He can’t do that to you. He can’t inflict a wound like that.
He puts the horse back down alongside the picture of your mother, swallowing hard against the well of emotion in his chest. He can’t believe how close he just came to destroying you, how the impulse had chased through his veins like a toxin, twisting him until he was someone else. Someone vengeful, someone cruel.
He knows what will happen if he keeps this up, if he allows the trauma to consume him. The next thing he lashes out at will be you and the sick thing is he knows you’d take it; you’d take it until either he kills you or he kills himself. He can’t do that; he won’t do that.
When Soloman arrives to pick him up for the appointment, he’s freshly shaven and wearing clean clothes. He still needs a hair cut but he can’t face the idea of sitting in a barber’s chair, it’s taking everything he has to leave the house right now. He winces at the glare of the sunshine; he puts his sunglasses on over his face before he pulls the front door shut behind him.
He’s silent for most of the journey and so is his oldest friend. Solomon has always been intuitive, he’s much better at reading moods than Beau is.
“I didn’t realise that Ally was seeing a counsellor.” Beau says finally as he looks out of the window, watching the trees go by.
“Yea.” Solomon says quietly. “It seems to be helping.”
“Good.” Beau says, nodding his head. “That’s good.”
His palm rubs over the watch on his wrist, the one you’d gotten him for your second wedding anniversary. His thumb trails across the gold links before he clears throat.
“I don’t know when we stopped talking.” He tells Solomon. “I know it’s me, that it’s my fault but we’ve never had that problem before. We don’t keep things from each other and now it feels like that’s all we’re doing. It feels like we’re disconnected.”
“A terrible thing happened to you.” Solomon reminds him as he pulls the car up into one of the parking spaces. “Something that shouldn’t happen to anyone. Your way of dealing with that is to isolate yourself, cut yourself off because you don’t want other people to know how much you’re suffering. You think it makes you look weak because that’s what your father told you.”
“Christ, maybe I should be paying you to be my therapist.” Beau says, undoing his seatbelt.
“You are not weak for admitting it’s tearing you up inside, that you’re struggling.” Solomon continues as he turns off the engine. “If you want to get better, if you want to heal, then you need to start talking to us because me and Ally, we’re here for you but you’ve gotta let us in, you’ve gotta work with us.”
Beau sighs his hand coming to rest on the door handle.
“I’m terrified.” He tells Solomon, gesturing at the building in front of them. “Of going in there, of what happens if I don’t. It feels like my heart is about to beat right out of my chest.”
“Alright.” Solomon says, unclipping his own seatbelt. “Let’s take those first steps together.”
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Do you think Yashiro would be better without Doumeki at this point considering everything that happened and is going to happen?
Hi there,
I don't really think Yashiro would be better off without Doumeki, despite the current situation and everything in the past between them. I say that because we see what's become of Yashiro without Doumeki. He's spiraled into a deep state of depression and malaise in his life, directionless and with little will to live. Part of that state for Yashiro is a direct result of Doumeki's shattering of his previous defense mechanism against his trauma. Unintentional as it was, Doumeki ripped away Yashiro's ability to shield himself from what was done to him as a child and as an adult at the hands of so many men, and all Yashiro is left with now is the brutal reality of his own victimhood. Another part of the reason for Yashiro's depression, though, is the loss of Doumeki himself. Yashiro was ready to kill himself right before the four year time skip, and again, part of the motivation behind that suicide attempt was the loss of Doumeki. Yashiro knew he couldn't keep Doumeki in his life. That to do so would be doing a great harm to Doumeki, pulling him into the kind of terrible life Yashiro himself was forced into. Yashiro isn't and never has been selfish enough to ruin someone else' life for his own benefit. So he gave Doumeki up, knowing how much losing the only person who had ever, truly loved him, would devastate him. Rather than face the pain of that loss, Yashiro chose to die.
But then, Doumeki saved him, and Yashiro had to go on living, still faced with the impossibility of having Doumeki in his life, and we see what that's done to him. We see how much it's hurting Yashiro now, how it's worsening his depression, believing that Doumeki no longer cares for him, or even possibly hates him.
The thing is, Yashiro has never known what it really is to be genuinely loved, and genuinely accepted for who he really is, except for those few days and weeks in which he had Doumeki. That was the only time in Yashiro's life he's known requited love, and the only time in his life he could actually be himself. He's been dealing with an incalculable amount of crippling trauma, on his own, his entire life. He had a single mechanism for coping with that trauma, one which is now unavailable to him, and which he can't ever get back. He needs help.
I think if Yashiro lost Doumeki now, it would destroy him. It would shatter what little motivation he has left to keep living. He needs to know there's someone there for him, who loves him, who accepts him for who he is, who won't hurt him, who won't judge him, and who can actually see who he is, too.
Doumeki is all of those things. I think Yashiro very much needs him.
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Have you ever watched How to Train Your Dragon? Recently, my younger cousins forced me to watch all the parts with them and Valka immediately reminded me of Paz, which would make Quaritch as Stoick and Spider as Hiccup. Any thoughts/ideas on this topic? <3
Sorry this took so long. I needed to think on it for awhile because while I have seen How to Train Your Dragon it was years ago, like i don't think I've watched it all the way through since it was originally in theaters.
I do think your comparisons are perfect and I can totally see things playing out like they do in the movies. My more creative ideas are going more towards general Viking lore/history but with dragons. Like the Northman if you’ve ever seen that (it’s a very violent, strange movie so it’s not for everyone but I really enjoyed it) so I can see Quaritch being the leader of a tribe of berserkers just insanely violent and deadly. They kill dragons, they pillage villages stealing land and resources from all around. Since Quaritch is traveling a lot Paz holds down their village while he’s gone. Spider stays with his mom until he turns 14. That’s when his father dubs him old enough to come with him on his bloody crusade. And he hates it. He throws up when he sees his tribalman butchering people. His heart hurts when he sees dragons being killed for fun and all he wants is to go home to his mom. He knows his dad is disappointed and ashamed of him but he’s just not capable of the violence his father wants him to participate in.
So it’s been a couple years. Spider is 16 now and his father is getting ready for the next campaign. He’s absolutely dreading it and is trying to find a way not to go. He thinks some god must be smiling upon him when a bunch of dragons attack their village days before they’re set to leave. Spider is forced to join the fight to kill the dragons and even gets one good shot in that his dad was really proud of.
Their ships destroyed, the fleet has to be rebuilt before they can go anywhere. Quaritch sends Spider out into the forest to gather wood where he finds the dragon he shot still alive but in desperate need of care. He considerers just mercy killing the poor thing but when he tries all the images of war flood his minds eye and he just can’t do it. So he committees himself to nursing the dragon back to health, sneaking around with medical supplies, food and water. His father is none the wiser. His mother on the other hand can see something is up. She follows her son, catching him in the act. Spider thinks he’s dead. But his mom just smiles. The dragon snarls at Paz because it only trusts Spider. But to Spider’s surprise his mom walks up to the dragon and scratches it under the chin making it melt like a harmless cat.
Then Paz sits Spider down for a hard talk. Paz used to belong to a village of dragon tamers, her father being village leader. Until Quaritch arrived. Even their dragons where no match to the berserkers might and Quaritch’s tactical planning but their dragons did take a lot of his forces down with them. Devastated by the loss Paz’s father surrendered offering a good portion of there resources and Paz for Quaritch to take. Quaritch had made a big show of taking Paz away, throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of flower while she screamed and begged her father to not do this, fighting against Quaritch’s hold the entire time. But then they got on the ship where he gently set her down. Gave her his private quarters and left her alone, sleeping in the bunks with his men instead. He servers her big meals, tried to shower her in riches (which she did not care about and so he stopped) but most importantly to Paz he never touched her, not until she wholeheartedly accepted.
The story shocked him, Spider never having known his parents twisted story. His mother understands saying nothing but gives him the one thing she’d been able to keep from her village. A book on dragon taming. She promises that she’s here for him, that she’ll support him no matter what before leaving her son alone. (What she’ll forever keep secret is that she summoned the dragons that destroyed her husbands ships knowing full well that her son didn’t want to go)
Using the book Spider tames his dragon, nursing it back to health and eventually learning to ride. Then the ships are finished being built and Spider is going to be forced to leave. But he’s not going to go. The day they are due to ship out Spider rocks up on his dragon stunning the whole village (except his mother who is glowing with pride) He tells his father point blank that he’s done with the violence. They have enough. There’s no reason for the senseless killing and he will not allow his fathers forces to leave. He will burn down there ships if they try. Quaritch is pissed at his son’s disrespect…but also really proud.
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Don't know if it's spoiler: How would MC's betrayal change the fae ROs?
Like, they feel madly in love with MC and MC made a amazing job of making it look like they felt the same, just to end up leaving with Silos, in the end.
How would this affect them?
I mean, assume they would make it their mission to find MC one day (whatever is to kill them, punish them or make MC love them again is up for debate since not even the RO are sure)
(i'm pretty sure it's big spoilers so i'm putting all that under the cut! you'll get a little something in their POV when the time comes anyway, so!)
TW//death, self harm, suicide. assuming none of the fae ROs die for MC to leave with Silos:
Ryzan - he knows MC is gone the second they leave the Kingdom, as if their heartstrings pull at each other, urging him to go with them, to leave all of this behind. all his coin and his revels and his past that binds him to this place. but he can't, he knows he can't leave, and yet he wishes to do it so desperately that his chest is bursting with pain, and he feels nauseous and confused, and he just wants it all to stop. MC left him, and he knows it's pathetic to lose himself over someone who, apparently, never felt for him what he felt for them, but that thought alone makes everything hurt even harder. he's devastated in every sense of the word, and he feels himself breaking piece by piece. he cries and cries until he feels physically sick. when he becomes King, he becomes the worst tyrant the Kingdom has ever seen. killing people without even thinking much of it. you looked at him funny? you breathed too near to him? oh, you're dead, just like that. doesn't love anyone again, can't even bear to think about such feelings, but sometimes finds himself thinking of MC, and can't decide if he hopes they're dead, rotting away, or if he hopes they're alive and will eventually come back to him. they'll come back, he's sure they will, and he'll welcome them back with open arms and a broken heart, ready to be broken once again.
Nailea - goes back to the world of the Undersea and swims and swims and swims, looking frantically for MC. she's determined to find them. i mean, MC wouldn't actually leave her, right? . . . right? they wouldn't, because they love each other. she knows she's never said it before, she never said to them just how much she loves them, but she's sure it must've been obvious. but what if MC didn't know that? what if MC left because of her own inability to express her feelings, the almost burning love she felt for them? She has to find MC, she'll never forgive herself if she has destroyed this. nothing else matters to her, but this? she can't bear to lose this. after long days and even longer nights of aimlessly swimming, she returns to her home, her palace, her riches. what good is having all of this if she can't share it with the one she cares for the most? the one who made her feel like she's truly deserving of love? the one she needs? she won't swim ever again if she doesn't have anyone to swim to, to swim for. she takes the sharpest dagger she can find and cuts her tail. she doesn't even cry, or scream in pain. she can't feel the pain. she can't feel anything at all.
Zale - so what if MC left him? who does MC think they are to be acting like this, as if he actually cares about them? he doesn't, he never did. it was all a lie anyway, it started as a lie and it ended as one. fitting, huh? so he drinks away the knot in his stomach, he fills the emptiness of his heart with touches and whispers and kisses from other souls who can't even make him feel a fraction of what he felt for MC. he locks himself in his house, now silent where there was laughter and music and dancing and love, but not anymore, because he's a liar, a filthy liar and a fraud, who wanted everything and now has nothing. he sits in his leather chair and waits for MC. they're coming back, he's sure of it. but the time passes—a month, two months, a whole year, and MC doesn't come back. he's tired, too tired of pretending like he can keep going anymore, too tired to even get out of his chair and think of a proper way to end this. instead, he takes the glass full of pomegranate wine and smashes it on the wall. he takes the sharpest piece of broken glass and glides it fast, almost fearful, across his neck, and hopes MC is dead as well, so he can get rid of this agonising silence and hear their voice once more in whatever hell he'll find himself in.
#oof this was angsty my bad yall#a court of serpents#asks#thank you for the ask <3#nailea#ryzan#zale
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Sonic Adventure 2: Sonadow
Chapter 25: Eggman Attacks
At the therapy, Sonic was talking to Dr. Lee about his depression and grieving about Shadow. His therapist, an Asian old man with a clean-shaven face and slick gray hair that had been neatly trimmed was leaning forward in his chair in interest. He looked like he was thinking about something important.
"I'm sorry to hear what happened," he said finally. "You were such a good friend. And you said you developed feelings for Shadow, right?" He glanced at Sonic who nodded. "And you started dating recently?"
"We weren't actually dating yet," Sonic said, rubbing his arm. "Shadow and I became enemies before we got together. And now, well…" He shrugged. "Now that I know how much Shadow cared for me, it feels like all the good times are gone. It's like I never knew him."
"And when did you meet him?" asked Dr. Lee, scribbling his notepad.
"That night, I met him at the street city where I was falsely accused of stealing Chaos Emerald from the bank. We started a battle against him one-on-one, but he warped everywhere. There was no way I could beat him, then he teleported until the cops arrived. And I was taken to Prison Island," Sonic continued. "2 days later, Amy found me there when I wasn't impressed. She always was looking for me and chasing me at all times," Sonic rolled his eyes.
Dr. Lee held his chin when he nodded, "Mm-hm. And what happened next?"
"When I was freed from the prison, get ready to fight Shadow again. I came back for round 2, we started to battle once again until we stopped fighting for a moment. Shadow walked to me and then he kissed me," said Sonic.
Dr. Lee stopped scribbling his notepad to look up curiously, staring into Sonic's emerald green eyes.
"Shadow kissed you?" he asked, incredulously.
"Um, yeah, I didn't know what was this about, but I felt kinda weird, and I didn't know if it was just because of his mind games or whatever." Sonic scratched his head.
"So, did he have feelings for you at any time during your relationship?" asked Dr. Lee, tilting his head slightly. "It may seem like he had feelings for you, but the real reason might be because he was trying to get close to you." His pencil tapping on his notepad, he leaned back in his chair.
Sonic looked down and twiddled his thumbs for a second. "Well, I thought he was going to kill me, but he kissed me. My very first kiss with Shadow," Sonic said. "I couldn't stop thinking about it afterward. He had so many different emotions at the time and I felt confused, like I really wanted to know him and loved him, but my brain still told me he was dangerous."
"And after that incident, you felt that way ever since? Did you see each other again?" Dr. Lee pushed his glasses further up on his nose.
"My team and I went to the Space Colony Ark, trying to stop Eggman from destroying the planet. And Shadow... he said he lost his friend Maria 50 years ago," said Sonic.
"Maria? A young girl? She died 50 years ago?" asked Dr. Lee.
Sonic nodded, "Yes. That happened 50 years ago, they were trying to escape from the G.U.N. army. Unfortunately, Shadow survived and Maria didn't make it. He was really devastated about her death. So that's how Shadow's story was sad."
"That's such a tragic story," sighed Dr. Lee.
"I felt bad for Shadow when he lost someone he loved. I understood how he felt. He became vengeful against humanity for taking away the one person he truly loved," Sonic said. "Shadow isn't evil. Just... complicated. But I understand why he acts the way he does." He looked up as Dr. Lee wrote in his notes.
"What else can you tell me about Shadow? Do you think he would ever hurt you? Would he ever try to destroy you?" asked Dr. Lee.
"No! No, of course not! He just lost it. He had a mental breakdown for a little bit after Maria died. It took us a while to fix things and calm him down," answered Sonic. "But he won't ever hurt me. Shadow was just an emotional hedgehog. I realized he was suffering from PTSD and depression after he lost Maria."
He looked down at his lap, frowning softly and chewing his lip. "I... I had always feelings for Shadow. Maybe it's just because Shadow is so lonely and depressed. And I was always there for him," said Sonic.
The therapist nodded, "Mm-hm, and what happened next?"
"Uh, well, it's embarrassing to say..." Sonic rubbed his arm nervously. "Shadow and I... started to have sex in the Space Colony when my team caught us making out and Eggman flipped out for wasting our time to save the planet."
Dr. Lee stopped scribbling his notepad once again and stared at Sonic with wide eyes. Sonic flushed red and averted his gaze. He was used to people laughing at him when he admitted his sexuality and feelings, but he'd hoped that Dr.Lee wouldn't react badly.
After a long silence, Dr. Lee asked, "And you're still attracted to Shadow?"
"Um, yeah, I guess... I'm still confused. I mean... I never stopped loving Shadow. It's just that lately, I've been wondering what we could have been if we had more time." Sonic said. "It's confusing to say that after all this time, I still love him. I love Shadow."
"And how did Shadow die?" he asked.
"I don't know how, exactly, but he just used too much power at that point, and he sacrificed himself by using the Chaos Emerald." Sonic shook his head sadly. "That was the last time I saw Shadow alive. Then, the next day, Shadow was gone. The only thing that remained of him was an empty shell. And I was left alone to deal with everything." Sonic frowned. "I missed Shadow so much."
The therapist tapped his pen onto his notepad and hummed. "And after that, how did you feel about Shadow after you realized you were still attracted to him?"
Sonic paused, thinking over how to respond. "It's hard to describe it. I loved Shadow, and he loved me… but when he was gone, I'd never felt so depressed before in my entire life. Everything hurt, and I was so mad at myself for not saving Shadow." He swallowed thickly, closing his eyes.
"Well, Sonic, you're attracted to Shadow that you are homosexual, and he was emotionally invested in you and you returned his affection," said Dr. Lee firmly, "and you know what? You don't regret it. Now that you are aware of the depth of your feelings, what do you want to do about them?"
Sonic opened his eyes and sat up straight, blinking at Dr. Lee. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"If you're gay, what do you want to do about your feelings?" asked the psychiatrist.
"Well... I wish Shadow was here..." mumbled Sonic.
"Hmm, well, I think that's enough for now," he said as he stopped writing his notepad and reached over to pick up his pen and write down some more information. "I'll set up the next appointment for next week. If you feel better at any point, please contact me."
"Okay," said Sonic as he stood up and headed towards the door. "Thank you so much, Dr. Lee."
"You're welcome," smiled the doctor as he waved goodbye to Sonic.
As he exited the doctor's office, he walked to 7-11 to buy a chili dog, Prime Hydrating Drink, and chili Fritos for himself. The cashier scanned the snack and placed it inside the plastic bag, leaving money on the counter. As he turned around to leave, he went to the park sat on the bench, and ate his chili dog while he watched cars zoom past the nearby streets and the kids were playing in the playground and sports. He was eating alone in the park which was nice since no one bothered him, but that also meant no one could interrupt him. He finished his chili dog while reading a book on his phone. He felt something rolling to his feet, it was a soccer ball. The kids ran toward the blue hedgehog and apologized for it.
"Heh, sorry, mister," said the boy with a short dreadlocks.
"It's okay. I wasn't paying attention to where I was looking," said Sonic, smiling up at the young kids. He scooped the ball up and gave it to him. "Here you go, kiddo,"
"Thanks," said the boy.
"Hey, you wanna play with us?" asked the boy with his hat backward.
"Huh? Me?" Sonic pointed to himself.
"Yeah!" he laughed. "We play soccer all the time, you can join if you want."
"Uh, sure, why not?" Sonic shrugged and began walking through the park with them. "Do you guys have names?" he asked.
"Yep! My name's Mike, and this is Luke," said the boy wearing the hat.
"Nice to meet you, Mike, and Luke. My name's Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog. You two seem really nice," said Sonic.
"So let's play soccer!" exclaimed Mike, bouncing around excitedly.
They ran around the field, the kids were kicking soccer balls back and forth and screaming and shouting in excitement. They were having so much fun, and Sonic joined right along, feeling happy being able to play with children again after so long. Eventually, everyone ran out of breath, panting and smiling at each other.
"Wow, you guys must be really good at soccer!" grinned Sonic.
"Yeah, we are. We got pretty good at it during our summer camp when our coach made us take turns playing a game of soccer in the field every afternoon," said Mike.
"That sounds like fun. How about you, Luke? What sport do you play?" asked Sonic.
"I play soccer, as well. I'm kinda a good kicker. Like, good," said Luke.
"I see. I play baseball and rugby," said Sonic.
Mike looked at him curiously, "Are you a pitcher or a catcher? What's your favorite position?"
"I'm a batter, actually. I can hit a home run pretty fast," he replied with a smile.
"That's cool," said Mike.
Sonic stood up and stretched, yawning widely. "Well, I gotta get home now. Your parents must be worried about you," he said.
"Oh, yeah. Well, see you later, Sonic! We'll play again next time!" called Luke.
"See you around, Sonic!" added Mike.
With that, Sonic waved goodbye to Mike and Luke and then walked off home. The sun was starting to set, he ran through the city with a blue streak behind him. He was exhausted from playing soccer with the other kids. He had quite a lot of fun to help him to cure his depression, and make him forget about everything that had happened. He felt a little better.
'Oh, man. I felt a little better. That was really fun that I was playing soccer with them, and I haven't felt that good in months!' thought Sonic happily as he jogged the rest of the way home.
Sonic heard a scream in the distance, and he slowed down his jog, looking around. 'Huh? Who would scream like that in the middle of the night?' wondered Sonic. He then spotted the robots attacking the city. 'Those robot bastards again?! What is with these idiots attacking us?!' he growled angrily.
He ran off to defend the city, and he noticed more robots than usual patrolling the city. One of them grabbed Sonic's ankle, causing him to fall backward on the ground.
"Ah!" yelled Sonic. 'Ugh, these stupid things keep grabbing me.' he groaned, pushing away the robot and getting back up.
Sonic looked down the street to see if there was anything he could use to destroy the robots, but there weren't any convenient weapons lying around. He sighed and began running, hoping there was someone who needed his help.
"Hohohohoho!" an evil laughter echoed through the streets. He turned around where the evil laugh came from. Eggman lowered his Eggmobile and stood up, laughing evilly, "Well, well, well. If it isn't my old nemesis, Sonic the Hedgehog." he chuckled.
"Eggman!" Sonic growled. "What are you doing here?!" he demanded.
"This city is mine. I can come whenever I want without anyone stopping me," he replied smugly.
"Then why did you attack us?! You don't give up, do you?!" cried Sonic furiously.
"Because this city belongs to me, and I need a reason to attack a place," answered Eggman confidently. "Besides, you ruined my plans to kill you, so I figured it was only fair that I return the favor by taking care of your precious friends," he gestured to Sonic's friends who were trapped inside the glass bubble.
Sonic's eyes widened in horror. The team desperately tried to break free but it was useless. No matter how hard they struggled, there was nothing they could do. They were crying out for help.
"Guys!" He cried to his friend, then he angrily turned to Eggman. "Why are you doing this!? Let them go!" demanded Sonic, gritting his teeth.
Eggman chuckled, "You still don't understand, do you? This city belongs to me. I've been planning revenge ever since the moment I first laid eyes on you, Sonic the Hedgehog." he cackled maniacally. "It doesn't matter what kind of hero you are. All that matters is power. Power means power over the universe. And what you have given to me makes me very powerful."
"What're you gonna do to them?" demanded Sonic.
"Just watch," grinned Eggman, raised the remote to his hand, and pressed the button to electrify them, sending shocks through their bodies to paralyze them. They collapsed into helplessness.
Sonic gasped in shock and anger, tears coming to his eyes as the electricity continued to pulse through their bodies. After a few seconds, Eggman stopped pressing the remote. "There. Now you can stop interfering."
"YOU SON OF A BITCH! LET MY FRIENDS GO!!" he yelled in rage, his blue electricity surged through his body and his glowed blue with fury as he clenched his fist tightly. He charged at Eggman with rage yelling and ready to punch him.
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I was responding by explaining how I reimagined the Dragon Flame lore, but it was turning out to be a terribly long info-dump, so I just had to cut that part out—and I still ended up writing a lot. Sorry about that!
Basically, roughly 1200 years prior Bloom’s birth, a civil war forced the Court of Domino to find another way but childbirth to pass on the Dragon Flame to another guardian.
They succeed, but the ritual they come up with is complicated. That is because, when transmitted naturally, the Dragon Flame grows with its guardian, but to inject such an amount of power into a person all at once would kill them.
The solution is to seal the Dragon Flame under many locks; there isn’t a precise number, it mostly depends on the situation. Based on how many locks you intend to create, there are people—I haven’t figured out their names yet—who help the current guardian to keep the power under check while it’s being transmitted to the next one.
Nobody has ever succeeded to pass it on at will alone.
Until Daphne.
The war is particularly hard on her. On one hand, she is the guardian of the Dragon Flame—Marion still has fire magic and shares a link to the Dragon Flame, but what remains in the past guardians is just a trace, a faint glimpse of it. Daphne feels it should be her, more than anyone else, to be fighting Valtor and the Coven. But on the other hand, she knows Marion and Oritel won’t let that happen.
Having both been raised by strict parents (Marion’s mother and Oritel’s father were especially shitty), Marion and Oritel try to not make the same mistakes. As a result, they tend to overcompensate, and Daphne can sense that. She’s a smart, receptive child. She doesn’t want to see her parents more hurt than they already are, so she always tries her best to not let them down. She tends to keep everything bottled inside of her. She almost never fights back, never complains.
But she knows to her bones that the war is getting close with each passing day, and she cannot let the Dragon Flame fall into the wrong hands. She starts researching any other way she may pass on the Dragon Flame to someone else (her newborn sister is her first guess) should anything happen, and she tells no one. (Griffin suspects something, and in the first draft I have Daphne openly asking her for help, but I’m considering whether I should cut that part out.)
The Coven attacks, and Daphne actually manages to pass on the Dragon Flame to her sister. Then Domino is destroyed, Bloom gets sent on Earth—you know how it goes.
When Domino is revived, everybody is happy and ready to party, but the sentiment doesn’t last long as reality soon kicks in. Daphne is made corporeal soon after that thanks to Bloom and Griffin, but Marion and Oritel find her… changed. She’s tired, both physically and mentally.
She and Oritel get into a fight when Oritel says something condescending and he’s literally shocked at Daphne’s response, she’s never acted like this. Like—Oritel realizes—a young woman her age.
Returning to life is hard on anyone, of course, but Daphne seems to be suffering in a different way than any of them. She has missed so much, like anyone from Domino has, but it’s not only that. She feels incredibly old and young at the same time.
When Oritel discovers how exactly she was able to pass on the Dragon Flame to Bloom, he is… many things. Shocked. Incredulous. That’s what their fight is about, and it’s like the pressure of constantly keeping any emotion under control snaps in Daphne all at once.
Marion’s role in their conflict is complicated. Upon being revived, she barely feels like herself. It’s like she’s constantly on the edge of breaking into a million pieces, much like Daphne (and Oritel, too) is. Daphne’s current status is worse than she’d thought and she’s devastated. She feels like she has failed Daphne. It scares the hell out of Marion to think that she has tried so hard not to follow her mother’s example, only to retrace her footsteps backward to the same result—building a wall between her and her daughter.
Of course, having the Bloom situation to figure out doesn’t help. Instead of one, Marion is left with two daughters whom she can’t understand.
All of this happens around the same time Marion has offered Bloom to invite Mike and Vanessa to Domino, but it was before Oritel and Daphne’s fight, when Marion thought things were starting to settle down. There’s a lot of angst, but also some degree of second hand-embarrassment because they’re just standing there like 🧍
(I was actually planning to have Bloom walk in the middle of the fight, but having Marion being the one who does is even better. I love how the second part of my SotLK rewrite is basically family drama and suffering.)
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How could you?” Another vase gets thrown and cracks behind Solomon's head, who just barely dodges. He winces, trying to step forwards and placate you but you just stare at him, eyes open wide in pure betrayal. You don’t have words for your anger or your fury, all you want right now is to scream and yell and hurt because how. fucking. dare. He.
“Mc, it wasn’t a big deal. I just made a pact with him.” He really doesn’t get why you’re angry, why you are so furious with him, does he? He doesn’t get that he violated the rules of consent when he did that. “Solomon, you took advantage of Asmo while he was drunk, you forced him into a pact, you violated him. I don’t know why Lucifer hasn’t killed you yet!” You’re screaming by the end of it, ready to rip into him if he even dares to touch you. He flinches back, his entire body screaming distress, confusion, fear. Magic crackles around you, lighting up to show how upset you are. “I am trying to protect humans,” Solomon snaps back, his magic responding to yours, sending everything around the two of you crashing down.
“You don’t get it,” You snap, “We will never be as they are because we are meant to be better, kinder, less cruel. You took advantage of someone, would you do that to another human, to me?” He shudders, reaching out to hold your hand, to reassure you, but you jerk away, teeth bared. “I would never do that to a human.” He whispers, “never,” You laugh, and the sound is grating, hurtful, “But you’d do that to Asmo, try to do it to Luci. How do you excuse that?” Solomon laughs, “In human terms, all of they are serial killers, how do you forgive that.” He snaps, throwing your words right back at you. “Murder is different then rape. I’m not saying that it’s any better but I’d rather be a murderer than a rapist”
“I’m trying to make them see us,” Solomon yells, and he really doesn’t get it. “No matter what you do,” you whisper, “no matter how many pacts you make, you will never be like them. They will always know more than you, be older than you, be stronger then you. I have seen them destroy hoards of minor demons for daring to touch me, I have seen Levi command oceans, Mammon call on the very earth, seen Luci take to the sky in a touch, Beel rip a man apart using on fingers, belphie turn reality on it’s knees, Asmo command legions, Satan put power into curses that we couldn’t dream of. We can not be like them, but we canbe good and kind and loyal.” Solomon laughs,the sound like a bucket of nails “But we can, it’s just pacts and power.” it’s not, it’s the fact that he hurt people and would do it again. “I’m leaving. I’ll be at Lamentation Hall until I can bear your face again.” Solomon, flinches, reaching out to grab you back but you don’t let him, jerking away.
“Touch me again,” you snap, a shudder racing through your entire body, “and I’ll summon Leviathan.” Solomon, laughs, actually laughs, says,”What can Levi do, he’s scared of me. Just sit down and we can talk about this.” you think about how viciously protective Levi is of Satan, of Asmo, of the time he ripped a demon’s arm off for daring to touch, of the fact that Solomon like everyone else underestimates what Leviathan would do for you. “Levi would kill you for me.” You murmur, softly. “If I asked him too, he’d take down this entire world. So yes, I’d call Levi, and once I'm gone, I will be calling him.” You don’t turn your back on Solomon as you leave, fully aware that you need to be ready to dodge if the time comes. He doesn’t do anything and you leave, closing the door on Solomon’s devastated face, still absolutely furious.
The second that you’re out of Corvus hall, you’re yelling for Levi. Both houses are situated on beds of water, as most of the halls are. This makes it easy for Levi to come and go so you call for him, yelling up into the air. He appears with the sound of rushing water, right behind you, at your shoulder as he always does. You turn into him, slamming yourself into him, whimpering softly. “Levi, what was I thinking?” He makes a confused noise as his arms wrap around you, nuzzling into your neck.
“It’ss okay normie,” he mumbles, “it’ss okay.” he doesn’t even know what’s wrong and he’s still holding you, still telling you that you’re safe and loved. You wonder, how could someone give up on this, how they could look at Levi and not see this. You also know that Leviathan would kill any human that vaguely irritated him. You know that Solomon would ask you to fight against them based on that fact alone, even though he does not know this side of them, even though you’ve watched Levi gently hug his family, even though you know they know how to be kind even though they choose to only when they feel safe. “I wanna go home Levi, please just take me home.” In an instant, there’s the rushing sound of water and you’re standing at the banks of Lamentation hall. He’s smiling down at you because Levi is like a fucking beanpole, and he’s still holding you tightly.
“What happened normie? Are you okay?” You shudder in his grip and he holds you tighter. Hugging Levi is an odd experience, he’s cool to the touch and there’s the faint under feeling of his scales, even when he’s human. “Solomon told me about how he formed his space with Asmodeus.” Levi makes a considering sound into your head, like he’s trying to remember something and eventually does. “Oh I’d forgotten all about that, maybe you should talk to Asmo about it. I can’t really help with this.” His relaxed attitude tells you that there’s more to the story ten there seems to be. You want to ask him about his perspective but how do you ask about something like that. You express these fears to Levi who just smiles, small and gummy, “You sshould just assk him. It’ss one of his favorite sstories after all.” suddenly you’re feeling rather out of your depth, like there’s something that you should be knowing that you don’t. “Come on normie, I’ll walk you.” With a rare show of public affection Levi loops his arm around you as the two of you walk through the hall.
Asmo’s room is all the way on the end of the bedroom hall, on the third room. You’ve spent many a day, both here and in the future, in Asmo’s room, trying on cosmetics and dancing around, falling into each other’s arms with so much joy. Asmo, more than almost anyone else makes you feel like you’ve escaped, like nothing matters anymore. You love him so much, even if you don’t know the name to put to that love. The idea that someone has hurt him makes you violent, makes you so angry that you feel like you could go head to head with Satan in a screaming match. A soft knock pulls you right out of your thoughts. Asmo’s door is painted a brilliant pink, something that looks like the optimine of love. It swings open as Levi’s poised to knock again, revealing Asmo with a sleep mask resting on his forehead. “Mc, Levi what’s the matter? I’m about to go to bed.” You stammer your apologies, ready to come back tomorrow but Levi’s words halt your wiggling in its tracks, “Mc iss worried about you. They heard about how you made your pact with Ssolomon and they’re upsset.” Asmo seems to perk right up, a large smile over taking his face. “I can’t have my favorite human all upset, come in both of you and I'll tell the story,” Asmo doesn’t even look to see if you’ve followed him, because Levi’s there, steering you into the room. He turns as soon as you’re settled, probably to leave but Asmo stops ihm. “I know you like this story Levi. Stay and listen.” Levi shoots Asmo a pleased smile and curls up around you on the couch you’ve chosen without comment, only startling briefly when you begin to pet his hair.
Asmo himself settles down on a velvet chaise, his entire posture screaming ‘relaxed’ and ‘calm’. “The story starts hundreds of years ago. I was still learning about myself, what I could take and what I couldn’t. A human had broken my heart so I faked being drunk and fucked with everyone in that place to make myself feel better, practied bending minds tomy open reality.” You want to speak up and say that isn’t right but Levi squeezes your hip, obviously enthralled with the story even though you know he’s heard it before. “When he came in, I knew there was something odd about him, the way he walked and talked and behaved was just off so I approached him.” Who, you wonder, who broke Asmo’s heart so badly that he just didn’t care. You want revenge for him, even though you know the human is long dead. “He wasn’t interested in me other than getting me home at first but then I told him who I was and he proposed a pact. To this day, that performance is the best of my life. I have a sorcerer, one of the only immortal humans eating out of my hand. He doesn’t kno this because I wiped his memory but he can’t disobey anything I ask of him in return for some of my power” You shudder as the brightly cheerful glow in his eyes, “and the others? What did they think about it” Leviathan actually giggles, the sound so genuine that your lips curve up in response. “They were furious, especially the oldest three and I’m pretty sure that Leviathan was fully prepared to kill Solomon and give me his head on a platter.” Levi makes a choking sound of denial. “I wasss not. You liar.” which in Levi speak is ‘I was absolutely ready to end his very existence for you and still am”
All of this is interesting but it doesn’t really help with the idea that Solomon thought he hurt Asmo and was totally okay with it. Asmo himself takes in your solemn face, and the tight lines of your shoulders, moving from his chaise to the couch. Levi makes a safe without comment and Asmo pulls you into his arms. His smell, rosewater and cinnamon is comforting, and you bury your face into his shoulder. “He sees you as toys,” you snap, “he would use you and discard you and hurt you. How is this okay?” It’s Levi who pipes up this time. “Becausse we’d do the ssame thing to him. None of uss are moral beingss normie. It doesn’t matter if he ssee’s uss like that, becausse he can never hurt uss. We’d chop his head off and stick it on a pike.” You don’t understand, but now it’s because you’ve come to terms with the fact that your demons aren’t good but they’re loyal and lazy. Solomon is neither but that doesn’t make your boys good. That doesn’t make them moral. Solomon says that you’ll have to choose a side one day and you don’t want to destroy everything you have with your boys for that. “Mc darling, why don’t you think about it tomorrow, and take a sleep with us tonight. You'll feel better.” Asmo leads the both of you to the bed, getting in first so that you’re in the middle and Leviathan, all the way in his demon form, can curl around the both of you, making you feel safe.
You’re safe, you’re okay and nothing else matters.
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(1/2) May I please vent for a moment? I have a lot of very Sam feels lately, and I never really see much about this so maybe my POV is skewed. I rewatched the episode Unity (15.17), One of the points in the episode is that if Jack kills Chuck right then, everyone who has died and been brought back to life will be dead again. Dean says he doesn't care, let them all die. Sam asks "Even me?" and Dean doesn't answer, just repeats that Chuck must die. To me this is one of the most heartbreaking
2/2) scenes because we have 15 years of Dean doing anything to save Sam, even when Sam didn't want to be saved, and now when Sam has is good with their relationship and their definition of family and how they live their lives is when Dean doesn't care? Maybe it's just me but the look on Sam's face at that moment was absolutely devastated. Dean, now is when you don't put your brother and your relationship before everything??? Is it just me? OK, it's just me. Sorry for the long rant.
Oh darling you are always welcome to vent for any moments, especially with feels.
First off, that scene is fucking incredible. There is SO MUCH emotion in it. Devastating. And it's a sign of how good it is and how much emotion they brought to it that it has affected you so deeply, so bear that in mind.
But, because I abso-fucking-lutely love that scene and you gave me a perfect opportunity to geek out in way too much detail about it, let's take an extended look.
Dean is so angry. He hates Chuck. Hates him like he's hated possibly no one ever. I'm not sure he hates Lucifer as much as he hates Chuck, and that is truly saying something.
In the case of Lucifer, of literally anyone and anything else, even universe-ending threats like Amara, the priority was saving people, not killing the monster. Whatever was necessary, but not no matter the cost. The cost was born to save as many as could be (and later, to keep Sam as safe as could be). The ultimate was not death in and of itself, the point was salvation.
That's no longer the case here. The point is killing Chuck. Literally no matter the collateral damage, no matter the cost. This is a new level of desperation that we've never seen from Dean before, a new level of hatred.
(And it's coming from a place of intense powerlessness and violation, but more on that in a sec).
And right after Dean lays bare how truly deep that hatred runs, Sam asks that incredible, devastating, shocking line in response:
And Dean may not immediately have words at the ready, but his expression isn't a dismissal. He looks shocked that Sam could even ask, mouth forms an attempt at a scoff or denial or - or something. Something that, to me, clearly communicates 'no'. He looks hurt by Sam's question (which is important for contextualizing his next lines).
But interestingly enough, the scene cuts from there to Chuck and Amara, and the next spoken word is "Balance."
Chuck and Amara are siblings, and there is a parallel and foil happening between them versus Sam and Dean here, as there has been all season. Chuck absorbs Amara and subjugates her. He is still his toxic self, who wants all of the control and all of the power and is willing to destroy his sister, the only being in the entire universe who could be his equal, the only being in the entire multiverse and all creation who might be able to truly understand him.
And for what? Extra power? Maybe.
But maybe that's just what abusive people do -- they tear down your walls and take all of you, whatever they can get, and use and unmake you and destroy you, if given the opportunity. They remake you into their image, into what they want from you, so that you aren't allowed to exist with your own wants separate to what they want, and what they want for you.
That's what Chuck has just done with/to Amara. And there is no "balance" (no equality) to it.
Then we jump right back to Sam and Dean.
And I think you're reading that first line of Dean's as dismissing what Sam has just asked. Sam says "what about me?" and you said that Dean doesn't answer. And you're right, to a point, because hurt expression notwithstanding, he doesn't outright reply to Sam's explicit question.
But I'm not sure that that means he doesn't answer. Because you're also correct that Dean repeats, hurtles onward that Chuck has to die, that this has to happen. But I don't personally read it as a dismissal, and I do read it as Dean answering Sam's question, but maybe not in the way you think.
I read it as Dean protesting. I read it as him begging.
So let's go back over his reply one more time, with a close, if forgiving, reading:
Chuck has to die.
Dean's sentence is declarative, a statement of fact. It is necessary for Chuck to die. This is a need, a requirement.
He has to!
With the exclamation, the rise in his voice, and the repetition of the sentiment of the previous sentence (has to die), the declarative becomes more emotionally charged. It's not just that it is necessary for Chuck to die, it is necessary to Dean that Chuck die.
The emotion and repetition also make it clear, unlike a declarative, that this is not a certainty. "Earl had to die" is a calm declarative, a statement of necessity. Dean's emotional and repeated delivery moves this away from a statement, away from an agreed-upon certainty, and into something else. So what is it then, and where does he go next?
Otherwise he'll keep us tap dancing forever
Here, on the surface, Dean is providing reasons to back up his point that Chuck has to die. He's providing a counterfactual argument, what will happen if they don't kill Chuck, which is that they will never be free.
Looking deeper, Dean has shifted from the statement of Chuck's death as a necessity to a direct acknowledgement here that his death is not a certainty, by providing the "otherwise" case that acknowledges the potential for Chuck's continued survival.
Dean is also shifting the language over to 'us'. He's bringing Sam into this counterfactual argument. In doing so, it becomes clear that he is attempting to reason with Sam, to appeal to the consequences to Sam and to something that Sam (in Dean's eyes, at least, or else framing this argument this way would be pointless) should care about too.
and I can't live like that, man! I can't live like that!
Dean's words are now belying his desperation here. Not only has he acknowledged the possibility of Chuck not dying and the rational consequence he sees from that, but he is acknowledging the emotional consequence that will have for him, personally. This is something he cannot do. In repeating it, yelling it, he makes it a hard line of his. It is an impossibility, not an option. This is not tenable, to continue to live under Chuck, and for that reason, Chuck must die.
His logic has been laid out, now. He is asking Sam to join him in fighting Chuck, whose death Dean believes is necessary in order for them both (us) to live in an acceptable manner, otherwise he (Dean) cannot continue to live at all.
I won't!
Except, finally, acknowledgment that even that, even Dean's inability to live under Chuck, is not a material reality. Not a statement of cannot/is not, but rather it's a personal imperative. Won't, not can't. I choose not to. I refuse.
This couches his preceding sentences his a new light. This is his personal refusal, his personal feelings. Not a cold and rational reality or something which cannot be. It's not a foregone statement or necessity that Chuck die, it's Dean's need. His request.
And in the grander scheme of the emotion, the counterfactual of what it would mean to live under Chuck, the repeated necessity (repeated uncertainty) of Chuck dying, it lays bare that this is a plea. That Dean is begging his brother to join him in this. To stand by his side so that it is not trading Sam versus Chuck, but him and Sam standing together against Chuck and everything else in existence.
So, I read it as an implicit reply to Sam's question. "No, I would not trade you. Instead I'm demanding, no I am begging, that you stand by me so that we together can trade the rest of them. Because I refuse to live in this type of pain, and I hope this pain, these horrible consequences, are enough argument to convince you to join me."
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Let's go back to that Chuck and Amara scene for a sec.
Their scene and Sam and Dean's are interspersed and keep cutting back and forth. Chuck is convincing Amara to carry out his plan, using words instead of violence, but doing so in a way that is manipulative, and for a decidedly selfish end. He wants to control and subsume her. That's the toxic and abusive outcome, with Chuck completely dominating and destroying his sister. His means aren't violent, but his desired ends absolutely are.
Meaning, the stand-off between Sam and Dean starts with violence. Dean, in his own right mind and not possessed or demonic or under any external influence, pulls a gun on Sam.
Sam is horrified, devastated. He immediately realizes the severity of how extreme this must be, for Dean to do this, something he's never done before, something that is in so many ways completely antithetical to who Dean is.
There is an altercation. Sam knocks the gun aside. Dean punches Sam. Dean's means are violent. The older brother, trying to convince and control his younger sibling to carry out his plan.
But Sam fights back.
Sam tells, demands that Dean listen. They argue.
THEY ARGUE.
Sam is not Amara. Rather than let himself be subsumed, he meets his brother where he is at, with violence, and holds him back. He meets Dean as an equal. And he outright demands with his body and with his words that Dean listen to him.
And Dean is not Chuck. Rather than wanting to control, subsume, or destroy Sam, Dean loves Sam as an equal. He loves Sam, period. His means are violent, but his ends, at least where Sam is concerned, are not, and have never been.
So when Sam demands Dean listen, Dean does. And that's when Dean begins to protest and plead.
But Sam continues to stand firm on his side, on what he knows is right. On what he learned from watching Dean -- about choices, about autonomy, about hope.
From the moment that Sam reminds Dean that they always have a choice, Dean has lost. The argument is over, and where Chuck and Amara have turned into something monstrous through their toxic consumption of one another, Sam and Dean have chosen a different path.
To be honest, Dean starts to lose even possibly before Sam reminds him of choices (of free will, the longest-standing theme of the entire show). It begins from the moment Dean turns his attention from urging Cas and Jack onward to acknowledging what Sam is saying, even if only to argue with it. The rest of it is his slow and aggrieved, desperate surrender. His pleas to Sam. Sam's pleas in return to him, which Dean allows (foregone by this point) to win him over.
From the moment Dean let Sam knock the gun aside, the rest of it is just the five stages of grief.
Denial: we don't have a choice. there's nothing else we can do.
Bargaining: I'd trade it all.
Anger: chuck has to die. he has to.
Depression: i can't live like that.
Acceptance:
So... while a dizzying and almost-ruinous moment that we get from Dean, I do have to disagree, nonnie. I don't think think that this moment is showing us that Dean doesn't care. I think it's showing us that he cares so much.
So much that he already knew he lost. That he was desperate and grieving and sad and doomed, so incredibly doomed, so that when Sam said "what about me?" Dean's reply wasn't a dismissal -- it was him begging his brother to understand, to sit with grace in the depth of Dean's despair. To join him.
And instead of letting Dean drag him into the same place of hopelessness, of helplessness, Sam does what they have always done for each other. He reaches his hand into the muck and grabs Dean's from where it is buried under so many layers of hurt, and he pulls him up again. He keeps his brother human.
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Came up with my own hurt/comfort AU. In an alternate version of Cappy Town Down, the puffs are left alone inside kabuu alone to heal. When the surprise attack hits however, there are many more monsters and ships sent out. The brothers rush out ready for battle only to find all of dreamland to be destroyed and not a single soul left alive. Devastated by the loss of their home, friends and family (neither are aware that many evacuated to meta knights bunker), the brothers transform into their void and/beast forms and lay waste to every beast in their path. When the blood and dust settles, all of the survivors come out of hiding and try to rebuild. While the brothers are relieved most their friends are alive, the traumatic experience and rush of negative emotions shakes kirby to their core; so much so he refuses to turn back to normal until every house is rebuilt, trees replanted, bodies buried and every monster (including NME) killed. Popopo, out of empathy and solidarity for his brother, also refuses to transform back.
It's a coming of age for a joyful yet powerful being such as kirby as he experiences new feelings of loss, anger and melancholy while his friends do their best to support and guide him back to a sense of normalcy.
Oh. OOOOH a you guys are not ready to know that this basically happed (but just way earlier on)
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I got this idea because of a part of Donquixote Doflamingo’s speech in marineford
[Children who’s never known peace have different values from children who’ve never known war]
So yeah we’re doing this.
Chapter 1: Devastation
Warning: death (only in the beginning)
It all happened so fast James didn’t know what to think. All he could see around him were bodies of everyone who lived in the city. Some were crushed, others dismembered, other were given crueler fates. As he stood there wondering why this happened, he heard thundering foots steps approaching.
“Aww, looks like I missed a bug, don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon.” - Giant (M)
As the giant’s foot raised over James, all he could do is cry, he couldn’t scream, run, anything. He stood there and watched in horror. Right before the giant set his foot down, a second giant came tackling him to the street before he could even notice her.
“Alright, you and your friends are done for sicko. You’re under arrest” - Giant Cop (F)
A giant police officer pinned the giant down and put him in restraints, another came along to take him away, as he did, she looked over and noticed James standing there crying, not moving.
“Hey sweetheart, it’s okay now, you’re safe. - hello? Sweety? I know you’re scared but it’s fine. -little guy? -oh no.” - Giant Cop (F)
James was in such a state of shock he couldn’t react to anything, he was as still as a statue, and could’ve been mistaken for one if it wasn’t for the constant tears running down his face. The giant officer grabbed James gently and held him close, he didn’t move an inch. Once she had him safe and secure, she took him back to get him help, knowing he wasn’t alright.
*Later on elsewhere*
“KIDS, COME DOWN, IT’S TIME FOR DINNER” -Mom
“COMING MOM” - Alex
A pre-teen comes walking down a flight of stairs slowly as he approaches a table, there sit 3 plates of food. The father sitting down at the table, and the mother passing the food onto the plates.
“Alex, where’s your sister?” - Dad
“She’s in my hair, where else?” - Alex
Out of his hair a little girl appears, no bigger then the palm of anybody’s hand. She yawns as she arises from the strands of hair and looks around to see lunch being served.
“Well, good morning sweetheart, how was your nap” - Dad
“It was great, Alex’s hair is so soft, i could sleep on it all day and all night” -Lillie
“Maybe we should get rid of your bed then and let you sleep in your brothers hair” -Mom
“HEY, I LIKE MY BED YOU KNOW” -Lillie
Everyone giggles at the conversation before sitting down and getting ready to eat. Alex cups Lillie in both of his hands to bring her down gently so she can eat with them. She’s set onto a section of Alex’s plate where she is given far smaller portions to match with her smaller size.
“So, how was work dad?” - Alex
“It was fine until… i was called to duty, some thugs destroyed an entire human city, there were barely any survivors.” -Dad
“Oh no, those poor people, can you tell us what happened” - Mom
“I can’t discuss details yet, all i can say is… I saw the worst thing today, and I’m disgusted by what they did” - Dad
“What was it?” - Lillie
“It- it was a boy, no older or bigger then you Lillie, he… he was incredibly hurt. His body was fine, nothing damaged… but he looked dead, he wouldn’t react to anything, the giant that almost killed him, the sound of a skyscraper collapsing, the screams of a giant…. Nothing. He… wasn’t all there when we found him.” - Dad
Everyone stayed silent for a minute. To hear a child so mentally destroyed hurt everyone a bit. All anyone could think about was “what if it was Lillie”. They always feared what could happen to her, but never imagined how she would feel if something similar happened to her. Even Lillie, who always seemed courageous no matter what, was even scared to hear those words, nobody said anything for what felt like hours, but was only minutes.
“I think… I think it’s best i get Lillie to bed tonight. Do you mind if she sleeps with me?” -Alex
“I think it would be for the best tonight if she slept with you, you always manage to help her sleep easy.” - Mom
“Night Mom, Night Dad” - Alex and Lillie
“Goodnight my babies” - Mom
“Sleep well kiddos” - Dad
Alex and Lillie went to get changed and go to bed. Samantha and Samuel went to clean up dinner while they’re kids went to bed. After they changed, Alex grabs Lillie and bring her to his bed, where he lays here on one side of his pillow as he lays on the other, and covers them both up with his blanket.
“Bubby, y-you promise you’ll never leave me alone, right? You’ll always be there for me when I need you?” -Lillie
Without hesitation, Alex responds “Of course”, as he knows Lillie only ever calls him “Bubby” when she’s truly scared, she used to call him that when there were loud sounds, it was pitch black in the room, or if she had nightmares, and he would always comfort her since they shared a room for several years. Alex places his hand over Lillie, and she wraps her hands around his thumb to hold like a giant stuffed animal.
“Thank you bubby, night night” - Lillie
“Goodnight Lillie” - Alex
*End of Chapter 1*
Character Ages: (i’ll leave visual interpretations up to you)
James: 7
Alex: 11
Lillie: 7
Samuel (Dad): 31
Samantha (Mom): 29
(For those who want to know)
Giant (M): 26
Giant Cop (F): 35
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Just read your new fic and
Ough
OUGH
Hilda really just wants her friend to be alright but Iris is already to far gone at this point. I bet a part of her knows that Iris can’t be helped at this point but she doesn’t want to face the truth, since she already doesn’t want to believe Hilbert. I loved the part where she wished she lived in her ideal world, where everything was fine
And her being the new gym leader is such a heartbreaking thing, cause Iris had to ask her friend to take over the gym that used to belong to her grandfather. It’s something she doesn’t want to lose but she had to give it to someone, and she chose one of the only people she trusts. Also this would give the public another reason to hate Iris, saying how shes picking favourites and handing the gym over to her friend
Also Bianca x Iris is such an underrated ship, I love that it’s included in the fic and how Hilda can just tell how Iris feels about Bianca. God just imagine if Iris is about to do something bad like injure a person or even kill them and Bianca’s pleading is the only thing that gets Iris to reconsider her actions. She may be far to manipulated but she still doesn’t want to disappoint one of the people she loves and cares about
I’m not mentally prepared or ready for Iris to eventually betray her friends and the league. They’d be devastated to learn that she’s siding with the people who murdered her grandfather. Lance would be there holding her close, telling them that Drayden was holding her back and how he only taught her how to be a proper champion
THIS IS SO FUCKING UNHINGED MAN😭😭😭😭
Ough shit man really the gym leader Hilda thing low-key fucks me up too and like, yknow the people of Opelucid just dealing w it and such, but they know she too couldn't be like Drayden, but they didn't want to hate on Hilba bc she was a Hero, and the easiest to blame for almost everything is Iris and yo pls homegirl deserves a break😭
But yeah holy shit yknow w the Bianca and Iris ship, I also did have a concept for that, like how Iris believed Bianca likes Hilda more, and Hilda believes that Bianca likes Iris more and it's just jcmdnd ough,,, I also did wanna draw smth abt them, cause yknow in the au, Lance is so devoted to Diantha, doing anything she asks him to, and Iris got that quality of his, that she became so obsessively devoted to Bianca she'd do anything for her, doesn't matter if Bianca never asked for it and hcmdhcmxhd
I am also not fucking ready to write that man I'm still writing the battle between Hilbert and Iris😭 low-key tho I wanna write that instead for Iris' bit in the third part, that would be dope, but I also want it to have some sort of buildup maybe??? Like, one unfortunate thing after another, or maybe she really had enough of all the hate she gets that she calls out Kyurem again and just freezes Unova over, making it her own kingdom of ice, that'd be dope chmdndn hahaha
But shit now you got me thinking abt Iris and Bianca again, like imagine Iris really out here w Bianca, and like she calls out Kyurem, going on how she's going to freeze Unova over, and Bianca is there begging for her to stop, telling her that Unova is their home, she shouldn't destroy it
And ough chdmcbmxf YOUR HONOUR please Bianca being so soft with Iris and Iris is there holding her close, she really doesn't wanna hurt Bianca. like,,, yknow imagine if Bianca really is the only one capable of stopping Iris. Like yeah, the threats aren't empty, but Bianca could calm her down enough to make her forget abt her rage even just for a bit, and that's really enough for now, all while the others are still trying to figure out if the Champions really did have an influence on Iris' sudden change of heart
#okay but the mental image of the unova kids fighting lance and iris is such a cool ass concept tho cbmdbdnd#cause i also have this concept that during one of the champion meetups in unova they were like sneaking around#wanting to know whats really going on w them#just chmdnd#imagine if thats how they found out abt what happened to drayden tho ncmdbfmddk#shit now i wanna write that too😭#villain champions au#an ask and an answer#jerseyk112
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