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clouvu · 2 months
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Save me french yuri... Save me
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ohmysheetmetal · 4 months
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oughhh yuri rotting my brainrotted brain by yuri rotting my brainrotted brain by yuri rotting my brainrotted brain by yu
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cockroachesunite · 8 days
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I couldn’t resist
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cissi-sh01 · 1 month
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Sincraz 'King' poker card
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disclaimer: i did try to look for some references but i have NEVER STUDIED HISTORY OF ANYWHERE OF ANY SORT so if i get anything wrong i am very sorry. but i tried 🥺
also: iga/ elena 'Queen' card incoming
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like-sands-of-time · 5 months
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And they were dyads
Oh my god they were dyads
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aimseytv · 1 year
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the reason i’d like to believe why c!aimsey was terrified that day she was pushed off the bridge wasn’t because she was truly afraid of dying, but because bloom made a promise to live every day to the fullest. she is living for not only herself, but for her deceased lover too
she is living for the both of them
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hestiashand · 1 year
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naruto should have been able to get some hugs from his parents too, actually 🥲🥲
[ ID: two half body digital drawings of naruto as a baby with his parents. first is naruto and kushina. she holds him in her arms and faces away from the viewer. she’s wearing a yellow sweatshirt and a wedding ring. naruto smiles wide. he’s wearing a teal onesie with foxes on it. both have brown skin with light freckles. second is naruto and minato, they are laying in bed sleeping together. minato has tan skin, moles and painted nails. he wear a dark blue snoopy tshirt and earrings. naruto wears a yellow onesie with frogs on it and holds a kurama plushie. the backgrounds are off-white— kushinas with an enlarged copy of the line art and minatos with a pillow, blanket and sheets. END ID. ]
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[ ID: two images, the exact same as the previous two, however in these ones narutos hair is black. END ID. ]
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doli-nemae · 3 months
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Once a lass met a lass
"You're a gentle one" said she
"In my heart, I'd be glad
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If you loved me for me"
- inspired by this cover "If You Love Me For Me" by Reinaeiry feat. Chloe Breez
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swordmaid · 29 days
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has brienne ever laughed in the books btw. imagine if the first time we ever see her laugh is bc of jaime
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ywpd-translations · 6 months
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Ride 750: Blue sky
(Thank you to @monkeyingaround for helping me with a couple of things in this chapter!! <3)
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Pag 1
1: Right?
Hahaha
2: 'morning!
'morning!
Did you bring the thing we talked about yesterday?
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Pag 2
1: Summer is here
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Pag 3
1: Yeah
2: Look at the color of the sky!!
3: It's a crisp blue sky!!
Well, the color is sky blue, after all
4: Ka....!! You're seriously so narrow-minded! Your eyes are so narrow, too, and that's why you're not close with our kohai
My eyes have nothing to do with... huh!? The kouhai!?
Se... senpaii!! Teh
5: Huh?
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Pag 4
1: Rokudai!!
Naruko-san, Imaizumi-san
Good morning!!
Why are you greeting us with so much enthusiasm?
2: You have a huge bag as usual. What is it?
Thank you so much!!
Why are you thanking us!!
Oh, Kinaka is here too
Good morning!!
3: We collected
4: everyone's laundry at training camp, and now we're putting them to dry!!
Yes
Don's take it all on yourself!!
5: It's towels and t-shirts used at training camp that we don't know who they belong to!!
Ah yeah, but even so
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Pag 5
1: And the weather is nice, so putting them to dry is nice!!
You already finished drying the first round?
An extreme manager spirit!!
2: What about the other first years?
Ah, they haven't arrived yet, teh
They're not coming?
3: I'll kick them out
Huh...!
What a fast decision!!
4: Think about it again, please!!
Hmm, then let's kick out half of them
Waaa.!!
…. that's what I meant, Hotshot
What?
5: Ah, uhm... by the way, uhm... what about Onoda-san?
Ah, he should be here soon
6: Ah, he's not a morning person?
….. no
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Pag 6
1: After training camp, Onoda-kun....
2: Fu fu fu
Ratatata, to the sun...
3: I want to go together... fu fu fu
5: Far
6: Far away..!
Fu fu
That student on the city bike i so fast!!
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Pag 7
2: Good morning, everyone...!!
3: He watched everything I recorded while we were at the training camp, and now he's here!!
All the anime!!
4: Look, he's gleaming!! That's the face he has when he's in a good mood because he watched a good anime and came to school while singing its theme song!!
Ohh...
5: Interesting... he watches anime, and... his face is gleaming....
You're taking notes about Onoda-kun's life?
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Pag 8
1: Ahh, I'm so happy that “Kawazanyou wa at shiro”, shortened in “Kawashiro”, really has good animation as the preview reviews had said
Oh, yeah?
Imaizumi-kun, will you watch it too?
I'll think about it
Think about it...!!
2: And the second part of “People of the dead”, “the bloody battle” was so scary but so good!
Oh, yeah?
3: You have never seen it, but Onoda-kun
4: He hums an anime song during races
5: And he becomes super fast!!
7: Th.... that's so cool...!!
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Pag 9
1: Now!!
2: Third years
Make up supplementary lessons for the members of the bicycles racing team that were away for trainig camp
3: It'll be boring like every year, but we'll get through it
Yeah
Tch, supplementary lessons?!
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Pag 10
2: Apply this formula
3: Therefore, the value we're looking for is...
6: Go, Rokudai
For us, too
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Pag 11
2: Another three minutes
3: I can see a light!!
He's coming
4: Ohh!!
5: I wasn't expecting this, Furuya
Yeah, Murakami
6: The only one among us first years who could run the whole 1000km in this training camp in the time limit is-
Just a little bit more!
You're in time!
Press on the pedals one last time!
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Pag 12
1: The former manager and beginner, Rokudai Renta!!
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Pag 13
1: The only survivor
2: Two minutes before the time limit, 23:58, the first year Rokudai
3: completes the 1000km...
4: and is ranked
5: sixth
Kinaka-kun!!
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Pag 14
1: You did it, Rokudai
2: Kinaka-kun!!
Ugh-!
3: Thank you, Kinaka-kun.... I could have never done it if you hadn't been there, Kinaka-kun, teh....!!
You did it with your own strength
Guaaaa, thank youu....
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Pag 15
1: Cough cough
Are you alright!? Is it your throat, Kinaka-kun!?
You slammed your elbow into it
Teh!?
Hahaha
3: Alright now, let's gather around, give an ending ment, and then leave
Yeah!!
4: Please make a firm ending speech, captain!!
Ah....!!
5: Right... a speech... I have to say some wise saying.... wh- what should I do
Kakaka you can just say whatever you're feeling!!
6: Anyway, finally
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Pag 16
1 / 3: All six members who will fight in our last Inter High
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Pag 17
3: Are here!!
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Pag 18
1: Thank you so much!!
Thank you!!
-you!!
-you!!
2: I'm tired..
But you retired so early on
Yeah but the senpai's race was so intense
I know, right
3: Ahh... this year even just watching it from here made my heart rate increase
4: Yes!! It was an intense training camp!!
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Pag 19
1: We're counting on you, Rokudai
4: Oi.... Issa, wake up
5: The teacher looks incredibly angry!!
6: Huh? That daifuku is half the price!? Really, Naruko-san?
It's no use, he's sleep-talking!!
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Pag 20
1: Everyone worked really hard at the training camp
3: It's coming soon this year, the Inter High
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set out to create a serious, canonesque drawing with which to say "feel free to go in my lackadaisy tag and help me mystery speculate" but only got going when i made it bowling and the rarepair agenda
#not that i imagine anything w/mordecai's Rare so much as: diluted range of possibilities lol. probably someones on that mordecai/virgil life#when it turns out it takes several tries to start to get more solid footing at drawing characters for the first time: What The?????#i actually don't think i ever tried drawing lackadaisy before; against all odds....if i had i would've had a head start lol#lackadaisy#corned beef#any collectively used pairing name here? mordenico? nicodecai? in absence of otherwise Knowing:#nicodeme savoy#mordecai heller#me in '07 going oh my GOD this ART!!!! me in '23 going oh my GOD this ART!!!! & guess how i've always felt years in between#goddd perusing the gallery bonus art afresh recently just like WOWWW i'm SOOO#the collages of full-body drawings for book purchases i think like my GOD i love to see it. plus that the Extra Stuff gallery means there's#such a variety like. stuff that's clearly noncanon; stuff that could be / kinda is; jokes; portraits; story / characters insight....waaughh#also shoutout to everyone behind all the mordecais in KS Backer Art 1 & 2 like ''sexy mordecai please'' apparently lmao. hell yeah#anyways my Marigold Bowling Team headcanons are simple and straightforward: nicodeme w/the muscle can get a strike from the force of having#hit one pin that smashes into all the others; but don't underestimate his versatility. mordecai with the precision / method & absolutely#who you want trying to hit the only pin left on the lane. serafine's got like serpentine curveballs changing velocity halfway down the lane#and they've All got pointing a gun at the people setting pins / returning balls b/c that wasn't automated back in the twenties#back when everyone had customized printed tees....oh fun fact. a real live kitty cat crinkled that first pic's paper by jumping on it#or really; ricocheting off of it. classic#also the ''i want people to seriously consider nicodeme/mordecai. but also sillily'' purposes have me using Close Contact as a shorthand#it's earnest and can sure be [longhand] too but you go ''You Could Never HC Datingly Affection ft. An Always Touch Averse Character'' & i?#well i scoff derisively and slowly swivel my chair around to face you; arms crossed; smhing....hah. how greatly you underestimate my power.#you're throwing [hcs for a romance ft. an autistic character] & [that ft. an asexual character] & i'm grabbing them midair & Sips Them#ha ha why these replenish my health And experience bars....#Never Be Afraid To Forget To Draw Mordecai's Glasses Or That You Also Put Your Thumb In A Bowling Ball....he's warming up. or w/e.#nicodeme w/the boxing experience shoulders massage trope. giving that pep talk#or you can go ''get a strike or we kill you'' b/c you never have to find out if he's joking or not#mordecai unfazed b/c that's the stakes in this business (bowling) & he's autistic so always having to ignore Everyone being weird/confusing#haven't come up with a lackadaisy's team bowling pun name lol.#still feel free to go in my lackadaisy tag and help me brainstorm mitzi n mordecai's murder mystery ;w; enrichment
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sieglinde-freud · 3 months
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one of the best and most underrated parts of severa’s character is how she’s literally chrom’s biggest opp and she just doesnt give a fuck. she comes back in time and is one of the only kids to actually know who chrom is without him having to tell her (WHICH. BTW. NONE OF HIS SECOND KIDS CAN DO???) and she just starts hating like
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like she hates his ass! and yes im aware of why but its just. its just so fucking funny, man…
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inheroes--wetrust · 1 month
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hardest lines in the locked tomb go
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narsh-poptarts · 4 months
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(alone in a room) do you think he knows we can see his hopeless devotion
do you think the entire wizard council can see his hopeless devotion too
[this is an OC]
#original character#my oc#OC#my art#i don't super have a name for him#but for now it's Victor#he's got a pair named Raymond who i still need to design#they're both wizards#see when i first made their story i thought it was just Victor with the hopeless devotion#but NO they BOTH have hopeless devotion#BUT ALSO MISCOMMUNICATION/NO COMMUNICATION AT ALL#so they are both like “i thought this was what you wanted” “no. all i've ever wanted was you” AND DON'T KNOW IT#augh. AUGH#the two of them are/were part of trying to fight the end of the world which is more apocalypse/natural disaster than anything else#but it's a war nonetheless#and Raymond many years ago made a choice to desert the war because of a myriad of reasons and left Victor in it#but!!! gave Victor a compass that would allow for him to find him whenever#but victor kept the distance because he thought that was what raymond wanted AND he didn't want to bring the war to his doorstep#after all these years victor doesn't really think there's anything else to him BUT the war#and Raymond never came back because surely if Victor didn't want to keep the distance he would have joined him. but since victor never did#well.#also!! Raymond knew how much the war effort and the like meant to Victor so he didn't want to make him leave or anything#but victor only cared about the effort because raymond did (not the only reason but yknow)#RRRRRRGRGRGRRHARGAAAAAARRAARRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#anyways#listen to NFWMB by hozier it fits their vibes completely
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velveteenshadow · 2 months
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Calico's Candy Quartz
Adrien: Roy Roy: Turns around Adrien: down on one knee Roy: silently freaking out Adrien: pulls out ring pop Adrien: Will you make me the h- Roy: No Adrien: does the saddest face ever Roy: I want you to leave the ring pop out of this Adrien: Did I pick the wrong flavor... Roy: facepalms Roy: No, sweetheart. It's not that. Adrien: Then what is i- Roy: gets down on one knee Roy: It's because it does not match yours. Adri- Adrien: scoops up Roy in his arms Adrien: Yes, I will marry you Roy. Now take my ring. Roy: smiles and accepts
Bonus Scene: A Sticky Situation
Adrien and Roy: hugging after ring exchange Roy: Stay with me a little longer. This is nice. Adrien: I think you're stuck with me. Adrien: goes eerily quiet Roy: What did you do... Adrien: Actually, it wasn't me this time Roy: What do you mean? Adrien: deadpan Adrien: The uh ring pop is stuck in my hair Roy: blinks Roy: Well shit. Not the first sticky situation I thought we would have. Adrien: Cut it out. Roy: Okay, if you say so Adrien: starts trying to move but can't from the pop Roy: Full smirk as he pulls out pocket knife
Incorrect Quote (plus bonus so 2 for 1) for Shutterbug Station 2024! Prompts Used: "I want you to leave", "Stay with me a little longer"
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even-disco-baby · 2 years
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KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant leans against the hood of the Kineema, taking a long drag of his cigarette. In the cold and the late night starlight, the crystals of his breaths seem to glow. As you gingerly cross the cobblestones to join him, he eyes you with what might be concern, but not surprise.
“You should be resting,” he says, but there’s no real reproach in his voice.
YOU — “So should you.”
KIM KITSURAGI — A wry smile splits his bruised face. “Touché.”
ENDURANCE — He looks exhausted. He would be sleeping right now if he were able.
PAIN THRESHOLD — It’s not easy to put a battered body to sleep. It wants to be vigilant and protect itself from further harm.
ESPIRIT DE CORPS — Not only himself.
YOU — “Changed your mind about that midnight ride?”
KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant chuckles. “Only if I wanted to piss off all of Martinaise. This engine is loud enough to wake the dead.”
YOU — “I know.”
INLAND EMPIRE — The dead, the living, and the whatever-you-are.
KIM KITSURAGI — He looks at you curiously, but does not press you.
REACTION SPEED — He’s in a pretty laid back mood, it seems. Or maybe just tired. Either way, he doesn’t seem to mind whatever you’re doing. You might be able to get away with some mischief.
“Fuck Martinaise. Let’s ride, Kim.”
“Can I bum a cigarette off you?”
“Wanna listen to the radio?”
Climb into the Kineema.
PAIN THRESHOLD — You’re a bit shaky as you climb into the passenger seat of the Kineema. The hole in your thigh makes it rather an ordeal. It’s not quite as cool a maneuver as you hoped.
COUPRIS KINEEMA — The motor carriage is pretty forgiving of all this. You and Kim hardly even feel it shiver as you finally settle into the seat, somewhat winded.
The back seat isn’t uncomfortable, but it’s not quite what you expected, either. It feels strangely… new. Like it hasn’t really been broken in yet. Unlike the driver’s seat, which has an almost perfectly Kim-shaped imprint worn into it.
VISUAL CALCULUS — *Not* that you’ve spent any great length of time pondering the lieutenant’s shape.
KIM KITSURAGI — “Comfortable?” His tone is dry, but not disapproving.
YOU — “Comfy cozy.”
KIM KITSURAGI — “Hm.” He leans back against the door, stifling a yawn.
EMPATHY — He’s letting you poke around his sanctuary without protest, not even a little sulk. This is one of the highest honors he could bestow upon you. Bask in it.
YOU — Aw, yeah. Male bonding. I’m so good at this.
ESPIRIT DE CORPS — You’re really not. But neither is he. So it all works out somehow, though he has no idea how.
YOU — Neither do I! We have so much in common.
ESPIRIT DE CORPS — More than you know.
+1 MORALE
COUPRIS KINEEMA — You sit back in the seat, staring up through the moonroof at the stars. Clouds pass overhead, dark with rain or snow that hasn’t quite made up its mind where to fall. The city is not silent, but pleasantly quiet all the same.
HALF LIGHT — It’s *too* quiet. Raise hell before hell comes for *you.*
“You sure I can’t change your mind about that midnight drive?” (Raise hell)
Take a ride in your *imagination.* (Enjoy the quiet)
COUPRIS KINEEMA — You close your eyes and imagine the rumbling engine, the vibrations of the road rattling your ribcage.
CONCEPTUALIZATION — But where are you going?
Anywhere but here. I don’t care where.
To the other side of the world.
To the bottom of the sea.
Home.
INLAND EMPIRE — And where is home? Where does a man like you belong? Little more than a skeleton in someone else’s closet.
VISUAL CALCULUS — When you try to remember it, all you can picture are little pinpricks of light: candles in the dark on a cold night, stars piercing through smog, fleeting moments of warmth that distract, but do little to fend off the inevitable.
CONCEPTUALIZATION — You’re going to have to imagine something new for yourself. So, Harry, where is this car headed?
Uphill.
Downhill.
I don’t know. I’m just a passenger. (Look at Kim)
KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant taps the ashes from his cigarette, careful not to let the wind blow them into his precious motor carriage.
REACTION SPEED — You’re not sure, but you think you might have caught him looking at you. It’s hard to say whether he was keeping an eye on you for your sake or the car’s.
ESPIRIT DE CORPS — Both. But… mostly the car. He feels a little bad about that, if it’s any consolation.
CONCEPTUALIZATION — You wonder what Kim’s home is like.
PERCEPTION — His Kineema and his person are both kept extraordinarily tidy. The same can likely be said of his living space.
LOGIC — It’s probably small, too, considering your salary. Maybe an apartment like the ones at Capeside.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY — You imagine it smells like motor oil and pine.
DRAMA — The lieutenant projects an image of practicality, sensibility. But you know already, sire, that there is more to him. Little lonesome joys. Does he keep up the act even at home? Or does he feel free to indulge because there is no one watching?
EMPATHY — He must get lonely sometimes. Everyone does, don’t they?
INLAND EMPIRE — His home is warm and beautiful, up on a high, high hill that you cannot climb.
YOU — But I’m not climbing. I’m in the passenger seat.
INLAND EMPIRE — Slowing him down.
HALF LIGHT — Setting the dogs at your heels after him, too.
YOU — Fine… Maybe he can’t take me all the way home. But wherever he’s taking me, it’s better than wherever I was going.
CONCEPTUALIZATION — You can almost feel it: the relief of letting go. You think maybe you felt it for a brief moment once, right as you drove your car off the edge. Right before you hit the water and realized what you’d done. Realized that you were going to have to drag yourself back onto land, alone.
But this? This is different. This is *better.* Unlike you, Kim is a good man. You can’t go wrong following him. You can be at ease. You don’t have to die. You can just surrender.
VOLITION — No, Harry. You can’t.
YOU — Why not? I’m tired. I don’t want to fight anymore.
VOLITION — But he said it himself, Harry. *Sunrise, Parabellum.* Another day, another battle. It’s always going to be a fight. If you follow him, he will just lead you into a battle of a different kind.
YOU — I don’t want that… I want the war to *end.*
VOLITION — I know… I know, Harry. But his lungs do not glow, and he isn’t from up on Marvel Hill. He is just a tired man, like you, longing to let go. And he has to fight it with every sunrise. As they all do.
You’re not in this war alone. Everyone in the world is fighting the undertow.
YOU — That isn’t comforting. It’s sad.
VOLITION — It is. It’s very sad. But at least it isn’t lonely.
KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant’s cigarette has long since burned out, but he shows no sign of going back to bed. Just stares out past the skyline at something only he can see, brow drawn.
YOU — “…Kim?”
KIM KITSURAGI — “Hm?”
YOU — “Did I ever tell you what woke me up the day we met?”
KIM KITSURAGI — He glances at you in the side mirror. “No, I don’t think so… What was it?”
“A miracle.”
“A clarion call from hell.”
“A promise I made to myself.”
“Love, brother Coppo. It was love all along.”
“The Kineema. I heard you.”
KIM KITSURAGI — His eyes widen just slightly.
SHIVERS — At this moment, just down the road, there is a little girl sleeping soundly in her warm bed. Her mother silently slips a new book, wrapped in ribbons, onto her nightstand. An apology, of sorts.
In a drafty apartment a few blocks away, a young woman sweeps the kitchen floor while her sister tucks a blanket around the shoulders of their working class mother, asleep on the couch. When the sweeping is done, they will iron their best funeral clothes.
In that same building, two red-headed children lie back to back in bed. Both of them are only pretending to sleep, each thinking that they’re keeping watch to protect the other. Briefly, one of them thinks about reaching out for the other’s hand, and then thinks better of it— never realizing that the other was thinking the same.
And in the G.R.I.H., not far from Terminal H and Precinct 57, there is an apartment. It is little more than a tin box, one of thousands just like it. There is no one sleeping there tonight, waiting. No one hoping to wake up to the sound of a homecoming. The box is empty. It has been empty for a very long time.
KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant’s gaze slowly drops from the mirror to the cigarette butt under his boot heel.
“…Well,” he says softly, “isn’t that something.” That’s all he can say.
ESPIRIT DE CORPS — Every word that comes to mind feels foolish and saccharine. But there are *many* that come to him, all trying to say the same thing: he is glad that you woke up.
YOU — Maybe someday I’ll feel glad, too.
VOLITION — You will get there. You can find home again.
CONCEPTUALIZATION — Not on the crescent of the hill, but a shore at low tide. Knowing that though the water will lap at your ankles again, it will also recede again. It never ends, but sometimes you won’t want it to.
YOU — I never want this moment to end.
INLAND EMPIRE — It ended in the time it took you to think those words.
VOLITION — That’s what made it precious.
COUPRIS KINEEMA — Swaddled in sentimentality— and your polar anorak— you feel yourself drifting into a warm doze.
KIM KITSURAGI — The lieutenant does not try to rouse you. He simply climbs into the driver’s seat and lets the moment linger a while longer.
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