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mobius-m-mobius · 6 months
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He'll make it back.
Loki 1x05 // 2x01
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zeb-z · 5 months
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etoiles who tries to be patient and tries to be kind and tries to help bad in his state of memory loss and confusion after purgatory, but still can’t help be suspicious of him. who works around how well he knows bad, because he knows bad is a liar, but he doesn’t say as much he just quietly puts in his own tests and precautions to gauge properly what level of fucked bad’s head is. who won’t stop reminding him of purgatory. does he remember the eggs? does he remember his home? does he remember how he slaughtered his friends ruthlessly over and over and over again? does he remember jaiden? charlie? does he remember how defenseless etoiles was when he stabbed him in the back? etoiles who knows how bad feels just by body language, who used to have the upmost respect and trust for his friend, his ally, his brother in arms - now holds him at arms length even at his most vulnerable.
something about etoiles asking what bad is hungry for, offering to fight (wanting to fight, now that the ground is even, now that he’s not defenseless, after bad had killed him when he was), and bad going “fight? why would I fight you, I thought we were friends?” and all etoiles can do is scoff. something about how even the most honorable and most patient have limits. something about how the consequences for bads actions - to himself and to others - are all finally compounding. how etoiles and bad’s relationship is forever changed by what happened in purgatory, and etoiles may still extend his hand to help him, give him strategies to remember things, but he’s doing so with a bitterness and a resentment.
things won’t be the same. things will never be the same. and the way etoiles can’t help bad without being sharp and angry about it proves this. because two weeks ago bad was family - and now, at bads worst, his most afflicted, most vulnerable, sure etoiles still offers help, and is more level headed than most about it, but he is in no means gentle or kind. he doesn’t want to help him. and that says everything.
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booasaur · 10 months
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Warrior (2019) - 3x01
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the-darklings · 2 years
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What is he if not Lord of unanswered dreams and hopes?
Honestly, it pains me so much that Dream always fails to recognise his own value. That he knows his meaning to the Dreaming, but can’t he see his worth apart from his function. That killed me in the TV series and it kills me here. How often had somebody said something like “you have to do this” or “you don’t have a saying in this” for him to only believe himself worthy as a king for those who sleep instead for a being that deserves to love and dream as well.
I agree, and it's one of the first things I truly appreciated about his characterisation.
To be honest, it's a question that could be argued in many different ways. Past experiences are the first point that pops into my mind. The idea that all past attempts to have something more, to live for something other than his function, is beyond his grasp. Yet, more often than not, if you analyse Dream's pattern, the relationship is either doomed from the start (and he fails to see it/accept it), or he is entirely incompatible with the individual, to begin with. Dream's own inability to form meaningful change is, arguably, half the issue here, if not most of it.
It's clear that Dream is lonely. That he dearly desires something more but has been burned too many times to try and shoulder the potentially another failure. He has such responsibility placed on him that he instead chooses to - as Corinthian aptly puts it - "feel nothing". I think it's easier for him to focus on his duty because the depth of his own loneliness might undo him. Again, it's not a lack of love or even care. It's too much love. Dream is cold not because he doesn't feel but because he loves too much, too quickly, too intensely.
But he is also oh so proud. All those failed relationships and connections are felt so much deeper, even if he's not verbal about them.
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cozylittleartblog · 1 year
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Would Tanisha consider Val family since she basically knew him her entire life? Or are they just like acquaintances through her grandfather?
sometimes she refers to him as "uncle val" :'^) it's said sarcastically, especially when he tries to give her any sort of advice or lecture, but nisha does mean it some. he's a long-time customer and has earned his title as a family friend, it's hard not to feel a bit of a bond with somebody you see and talk to so frequently!
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eternalchant · 8 months
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i have to contemplate gortash and stigma's relationship before the game starts
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homeless-clefairy · 2 years
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Please correct me if I’m wrong but I’ve barely seen this getting explored in raileon.
And it’s that how they see each other because for what I’ve seen, they have a very different concept of what a rival means. Like, while Raihan sees rivals as an obstacle to be surpassed, your standard (and maybe even meta) definition of rival in the pokémon games, Leon sees rivals as someone he can learn from and be stronger.
Which takes us to how they see each other. For Raihan, Leon is superior to him, while for Leon, they are equals.
Trying to translate that to a relationship, adding to other problems derived of their circumstances, we know Leon doesn’t have much free time, and that they both have a lot of pressure on them because of the League so they need to seem stronger than they are, etc, would make their relationship quite unhealthy if they don’t confront these problems soon. 
I would like to see people exploring this, making them realize that, if they want to keep their relationship, they need to work around how they see themselves and their own problems. And I think if they do that, they both can get a really strong bond.
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loveandthepsyche · 1 year
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Shinji Hirako - Oneshot (Bleach)
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Being able to see things that most people couldn't has never been much of a gift.
As a child it was easy to pass off for something else. But the older you grew, the more you realized that most preferred to be the same. The unknown scared people. But not you. That's why when you met Shinji, it was the first time in your life that you were thankful for your ability to see what others could not.
"So you're a visored?"
"I am."
Shinji sheathed his weapon, jumping down from the pole. He still had that mask on his face, and all you could truly do was marvel at him. Decked down in a suit, he looked sort of like a businessman. Except you were positive business men did not go around fighting monsters in the sky.
"You don't seem scared of me." He tilted his head, now standing directly in front of you.
"If you wanted to hurt me, I'm sure you would have just left that monster to do it."
Shinji studies you.
"It's obvious she's the same as Orihime and the others, but I don't see any weapons. She also seemed to be running away when the hollow attacked."
"Have you always been able to see them?"
"Yes, ever since I was a kid."
"I thought so."
"Will you tell me more? I want to know everything." You looked generally curious, and Shinji smiled.
"You're a strange one. But sure, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to fill you in. I think the most important advice I should give you is to steer clear of all those monsters with the masks. They're dangerous."
"You also have a mask." You pointed.
He blinked, as if just realizing.
"I guess you're right."
He lifted his hand, and you could see the white hardened surface of his mask begin to turn into particles as it faded. Your eyes were wide in interest.
"Sugoi..."
There really was much more out there than you realized.
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Shinji's feet tapped against the concrete softly as he walked down the street.
"I'm positive her school is around here somewhere."
He'd been tracking you since that day. Mostly to keep an eye out. Although he was positive you weren't a threat, it never hurt to be careful. In the event that you did turn out to be an accomplice of Aizen, he wanted to be ahead of the game. A part of him sort of hoped you would be at the same school as Ichigo, that way they could also keep tabs on you. But the moment he saw your uniform he knew that wasn't a possibility.
The little murmurs distracted him for a moment. Students were gathered at the gate, and a couple of the girls seemed to have spotted him.
"I'm being reckless."
The whole point of this was to go unnoticed. He hadn't realized that school already let out.
"Hirako-san?" Your call makes him turn. You stepped out from the crowd, looking at him in confusion.
"(Y/N)-san! What are the odds?" He smiled brightly, and the both of you took off down the street.
"I think she bought it."
"Why are you following me?"
Your flat tone made a bead of sweat run down the side of his head.
"I-I don't know what you mean. I was actually headed to get some ramen. "
"The shop is in the other direction."
Your eyes were now on him, and he scratched his head.
"You've got me. Guess I'm no good at this spy thing huh." You were quiet, still walking in step.
"You think I might be an enemy."
Shinji's eyes harden.
"Do I have a right to worry?"
You shook your head.
"I'm kind of flattered that you think I'd be anywhere near as strong as you, but I'm not. Other than seeing spirits, I have no other abilities." Your eyes fell, and Shinji noticed how sad you looked at the statement. Like you were disappointed in yourself.
"I may look naive but I know there's more to it than just random hollows running around."
When he gave you a download of the world you knew little about, it felt like he did his best to omit certain points. Like he was holding back. Now seeing him here at your school, it made sense. There was something much stronger out there.
Something dangerous.
"You're pretty perceptive (Y/N)-san."
"It pays to be vigilant, especially with all I see."
"Well, you're not wrong."
He's misread the situation.
"I apologize if I offended you. It wasn't my intention. I just need to protect my family."
He'd told you about them too.
"I understand. You're a good brother Hirako-san."
He chuckled. He'd meant to explain that they weren't exactly blood related siblings, but that feels like a conversation for another day.
"I suppose I am huh." He was wearing a prideful grin, and it made you giggle.
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"Like this?"
You brought your hand over your face in the motion you'd seen him do many times, and Shinji laughed.
"I think you've got it."
You smiled.
"I wish I had that power, it always looks so cool when you use it."
"It does have its perks."
Sitting on the roof of your house, you were thankful for the darkness. It always made the sky light up so beautifully.
"Hirako-san." He turns.
"Yep."
"Can you do it now?" You were watching him expectantly.
"Do what exactly?"
You made the motion over your face, and he raised a brow.
He knows he's probably asked you the question already, but he really does wonder if you're not frightened at the sight of his mask. Maybe it's because you've always been able to see strange things, so to you it's nothing. But to him, it's a little disarming. Or maybe just refreshing.
This part of himself wasn't exactly something he was always proud of. At the very beginning he resented his hollow side. This transformation was the cause of the biggest loss in his life. It was a reflection of pain. But now, after all those years he'd finally learn to bear with it. Somehow looking at you, it strengthens that resolve.
"Alright, but don't go crying like a baby." You turn to him fully, and Shinji draws the mask on in seconds.
"How's it look?"
Your eyes widen at the distortion of his voice.
"His voice..changed too.."
When you first met, you'd been a bit caught up in the moment. You can't stop yourself, you reach out, touching it lightly. Shinji's eyes track everything you do, and when you remove your hands, he pulls it off his face. He's holding the mask in his hand, and his eyes are still that bright shade of yellow. This was unlike anything you'd ever seen.
"You're so cool Hirako-san.."
It sounds like an unconscious mutter, you're still very much taken with his changed appearance.
"You're the coolest." This time, you grin, and his eyes widen just a little. He smiles, himself.
"Thanks (Y/N)."
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"You want to do what?"
"You can fly can't you Hirako-san?"
You're shifting on your feet. The both of you were heading in the direction of your home when you brought up the topic. But your request made him stop.
"S-So I was wondering if you wouldn't mind..taking me to fly with you just once.." Your cheeks are flushed, and Shinji can't help it, he laughs out loud. Your cheeks darken and you hit his chest.
"N-Nevermind!!"
You storm off angrily, and Shinji does his best to stifle his little snickers as he walks up behind you.
"All you had to do was ask (Y/N)."
It's a whisper, and you squeal when he picks you up suddenly. He jumps into the air, and the force of the wind makes you clutch onto Shinji as you close your eyes. You bury your face into his chest, and he looks down at you with a tender gaze.
"Are you going to keep your eyes closed the entire time?"
You nod, still not looking. Shinji has already stopped moving, but you haven't noticed.
"It's okay, you can open your eyes (Y/N)."
At first you don't really react, but after a little while, you peek an eye open. Very soon your eyes spring open and you gape. You're so high up, you can practically see everything.
"This is...amazing.."
Shinji wasn't sure he could say that. He's always traveled like this, it was much easier. So of course it isn't anything new. But watching how astonished you looked, for some reason it now has a different appeal.
"Whenever you like, I can take you up here."
"Really!"
You turn back to him with the biggest brightest smile, and his face colors just a little.
"S-Sure."
"Thank you Shinji!!"
He isn't sure what to say, all he knows is that he loves to see such a happy look on your face.
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"He's like a model or something."
"So tall!!"
"He looks like a doctor or a lawyer!"
You can hear the squeals coming from the gate, and you push through to get home.
"How annoying."
Why were they freaking out anyway, it was just a guy. You move to head on your way home.
"(Y/N)-san!!"
Shinji's call catches you a little off guard.
"Hirako-san..."
So he's what's behind the ruckus. For some reason hearing the way they were fawning over him is irritating. You walk over taking his hand as you glare at the girls. A few of them take a step back as you trudge down the street. Shinji just observes. When you're out of sight, you release his hand.
"Hirako-san, don't stop by my school anymore."
"Eh? Why not?"
He thought you liked it when he showed up. You never had an issue before.
You don't say anything, just puff your cheeks. A smirk makes its way on his face.
"Are you jealous of the attention I get (Y/N)-san~"
"I-I don't care!!" You stomp away with your chin up and Shinji takes your wrist softly to stop you.
"I guess I won't stop by anymore." He's wearing a little smile and you turn your head.
"I said I didn't care."
"I know." He links his finger with you, humming as he walks with you.
"Baka."
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A part of you thought that those days would last forever. You and Shinji, just fooling around. But with every month that came and went, your meetings started to get scarce. The atmosphere felt thicker. Like there was something looming in the air.
Something bad.
One particular afternoon you'd been missing him more than usual. You weren't sure how he knew, maybe he could feel it, but there was a knock at your door, and when you opened it, suddenly it felt like you couldn't hold back your relief.
"Hey! Sorry I've been so flaky I had to-" You crashed into his chest, and he took a step back. His arms were raised a bit awkwardly into the air.
"(Y/N)?"
You shook your head into his shirt.
"Don't lie to me, it's bad, isn't it?"
He had every intention of coming in and giving you a comforting lie. He should have known better.
"It's bad. People might die. I might die."
You clutched onto his shirt tighter, looking up at him. He could see the tears begin to form.
"Don't..go.."
You sound so defeated and it breaks his heart.
He brushed the tear off your cheek with a weak smile.
"I can't abandon my friends, my family. They're all depending on me. They need me."
"I need you!!"
It was selfish, you know that. But what else could you do? Why couldn't he just stay here with you. Away from the battle.
Safe.
"I promise you I'll do my best to come back to you."
Once again he was wearing that smile. The one he gave you when he was trying to reassure you of something.
"I'll come back for you."
All you can do is wait, hope, pray that this wasn't your last meeting.
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skylarmoon71 · 11 months
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Alexander (Grimm) Chapter 23- Final
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It's been a few months.
Alexander's plan had been implemented perfectly. The transition from the Netherlands was a tough one. But everything seemed to be settling. The nations were no longer at war. There was still a bit of uncertainty when it came to your position in all of this.
For the most part, the council just wanted that reassurance that you weren't going to start beheading people.
Not that some of them didn't really tempt you.
You believed in Alexander's vision. So through some of the nasty comments you received, you pushed through. Because words really were irrelevant when your ultimate goal was to keep the peace.
Alexander had to work tirelessly to prove that he could run the council and always do what was best for the community. A large number of wesen were against your relationship with him, but he wasn't deterred. It was amazing. All the work he did. You felt guilty. Because of all the changes, the both of you barely had a second to yourselves. Between your shifts and helping Nick with cases every now and then. It was hard to even squeeze in a minute. On top of that, attending meetings with wesen council members to promote peace, you both were exhausted.
Now that everything was being finalized, you felt like you could breathe. There's a knock on the door. You have a glass of wine in your hand as you trudge over. Surprised when you see those familiar blue eyes.
"Alexander? I thought you were working late tonight?" You step aside, and he walks in.
"I've requested a week-long vacation to recuperate. The council had no choice but to oblige." You laugh.
"After what we've been going through you deserve a year's worth of vacation. Would you like a drink?" He shakes his head. So you settle against the counter, sipping at your drink. Alexander's eyes run over the walls. You tilt your head.
"Everything okay?"
He nods.
"Just a bit of nostalgia. The last time I was here, you were tending to my wounds."
He's right. You lower the glass on the counter in thought.
"You didn't even know my name, but you were so willing to help. After discovering your identity, I was astonished. "
"Well, it was unnerving. I might have seemed calm at that moment, but you did sort of scare me."
He smiles.
"You're very good at maintaining your composure. You'd subdued me so easily. It was a bit bruising to my ego. Injured or not."
"What can I say, I got mad moves."
His gaze is still on you, and when he approaches, you feel the heat of it.
"I'm glad that it was your house that I ended up in. If we had never met, all that we've accomplished, all the change we're fighting for may not be very possible. Back then my views of Grimms were not much different from the bigoted people that we've met. Change is hard, but you showed me that it is not impossible. We don't have to be ruled by our fears. I fell in love with mine. "
Your eyes grow wide at his words.
"You.." He nods, taking one last step and you're caged against the counter.
"I do love you."
Your heart won't settle. With the glimmering of his eyes, and the smile that stretches on his lips. Somehow you know that he can hear it.
"From the staggered beat of your heart, I don't believe it is farfetched to assume you feel the same. "
You wish that saying those words were easier. Because he's right. You've had it bad for him since the day he walked out of those doors. You'd literally traveled across the country to protect him. So why was it so hard just to put those feelings into words?
"Alexander.."
His smile doesn't leave.
"I understand. Whenever you're ready, I'll be right here. Until then, I love you."
A tear rolls down your cheek, and he cups them both, planting a kiss on your lips. This kiss is so tamed, soft, loving. It holds all that you feel and more. Pretty soon those tender feelings are morphed into raw desire. Your hands grip at his suit, pulling him as close as possible. Alexander pulls away, and your eyes beg for me.
"Please.."
You're begging. Because you've literally been pent up for months. If he makes you wait any longer you'll break.
"It would be terrible of me to deny you any longer. "
He lifts you easily, and you don't even wait for him to start moving. You're kissing him again. Alexander laughs between the kisses as he does his best to find his way to your bedroom.
Fate really was a hell of a thing.
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cala-aceattorney · 2 years
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Trying to see something;
Like if you think kristoph never cared about klavier or apollo. comment about why you think he doesnt care about them!
reblog if you think Kristoph has a heart and feels emotions! feel free to tag your thoughts or headcanons on how Kristoph acts around people he trusts :))))))
#kristoph gavin#I personally think kristoph does care#He is far from this emotion-less killer#He has anger! He has paranoia! Anxiety! He fakes his cool persona!#And he did take Apollo as his protege#there’s gotta be some amount of mutual respect at least between them!#and kristoph did stay with him while he did his chords of steel training#(albeit plugging his ears. hehe)#he ALSO HAS A BOOK THATS TITLED “MY BEST FRIEND”????? VONGOLE????#no way in hell this guy is emotionless#he’s not just a 2D character theres depth to this guy and this depth is more adorable than it seems#Anyhow I also wanna talk about how kristoph probably loved and still loves klavier#having brought him up since he was young probably#Like I think the Gavin parents died or left when Kris was 15-16 years old#klav would be 7-8 back then#So klavier trusts his brother because he’s been the only support only family he’s had in forever#While kristoph never got rid of that older brother protectiveness#Which devolved into a desire to control#But to him he’s just caring for his brother#To him he sees no fault it what he does; he’s just protecting and caring for the people around him#don’t get me started on krisnix.#I wholeheartedly believe kristoph once upon a time genuinely loved Phoenix. He was just too scared to admit it#That he loved the person he simply wanted to manipulate#Phoenix of COURSE hates his guts#Though kris eventually “grew out” of it so to speak#The love was buried in vehement hatred and paranoia and controllibg#Controlling***#anyhow I guess that’s that? It’s a lot of tags I know
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kibibarel · 2 years
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What's your opinion on Lusamine×Wicke
i actually have a lot of thoughts and headcanons about them and their history (one might say too many?!??!!) but the short version is i love it and they make me sad.........harold
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bredforloyalty · 1 year
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honestly i think i only feel like that because i'm not confident enough to believe my friends value my thoughts and opinions and insights no matter how silly i present myself but then again we're not just talking about interpersonal relations cause i feel mostly secure in those, it's more like this, fear of revealing too much about myself and being excluded from The Community
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infizero · 1 year
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ian flynn talking about sonic and amy being friends in the latest bumblekast yippee!
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space-mouse · 2 years
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hollyleafapologia · 9 days
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Glass' mate from the original cringefic is also an oc and he was the most neurotic tom in all of Wind Clan. Which is kind of impressive when you factor in Onestar and Crowfeather and also Mudclaw.
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