Season 5 of bsd was such a time to be alive. Manga readers being a little wary of the anime release since it seems too close to the current manga arc. As more episodes are released, the fans grow more and more concerned as to how the season will continue while running out of manga content. But no, everyone calmed down for a second because the skk gunshot scene was released after season 5 started airing and inevitably after the episodes were completely prepared, so there's no way we'll see it in animation now. Now we're like, shit, will the anime just make up some filler to finish the season? Or could they possibly switch to a light novel at some point? As we contemplate this, the skk gunshot scene is actually animated, and now everyone has lost their goddamn mind and we're all confused as hell because the anime has weirdly caught up to the manga in an arc where, mind you, the world is quite literally ending and war is starting and 90% of the cast is dead dying or missing. And it all comes down to a finale that has united both manga readers and anime watchers in terms of having no knowledge as to what the fuck is going to happen next. It didn't matter where you were in the fandom—everyone was freaking out. It was glorious. It was peak human experience. It is one for the history books.
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Okay but the fact that Dazai, Chuuya, Mori and Ango are all embroiled in this prison break planning arc is so funny to me. There must have been meetings. Ango has to confront Mori, who he betrayed (who took a vow not to kill him), Chuuya, a fastidiously loyal member of the organisation he betrayed, and the indirect reason that his partner fucked off for a semi redemption arc (going from calamitous threat to major nuisance) who probably also wants to kill him, and Dazai, who is Dazai. Ango doesn't know where they stand but it isn't here, that's for damn sure.
It's like the worst school play ever. Mori is on make up. Ango is tech support. Soukoku are having a showmance and it's probably their version of foreplay. Chuuya and Dazai are one upping each other with embarrassing bets. 'I dare you to do a screech like a dying washing machine with a cat inside' 'BITCH- fine but only if you play rock paper scissors and explain how you win every time'. Nobody wants to be here. This seems worse than the apocalypse they're trying to prevent.
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I guess this was inevitable, especially after months of this blog going without updates. I'm sad to say it, but this is the end of Ask Drunk Twilight.
This has been on my mind for a while now and I did consider other options. But in the end I knew that I've lost interest with Drunk Twi and I have to let it go now.
I'm sorry for everyone who waited for an update, and I'm sorry for everyone who wanted to see where the story would go. I feel like I've failed you and I hope you can all forgive me.
When I started this blog, it was just a little crazy ask blog meant to play around the idea of a alcoholic Twilight. I didn't expect it to become popular.
This blog is an important piece of my life. I met so many people because of it and gained many new friends because of it. This blog also helped me improve my art. Looking back at the firsts posts I made, I'm surprised how far I've gone.
I'm thankful for this blog, and I'm thankful for all the followers who supported it. Without you I wouldn't have made it this far.
I'm sad that this blog has to end, but I'm happy for all the things it brought me.
Besides, it's not the end for me yet. I still have another blogs out there, which you all can check out if you're interested. It's no Drunk Twi, but I think it's pretty cool. If you want to check it out, it's here. Also, if you want to see mroe art from me, you can check my mod blog.
Anyways, I guess that's all for this blog. Once again, thank you all for the fun memories, I hope to see you all again in other places!
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unforseen parting
pairing: alhaitham x reader
contents: character death, angst, no comfort, mentions of blood, there's some talk about wound but nothing too graphic
synopsis: it wasn't supposed to end this way. but none of you were able to change this outcome.
additional notes: written for @versadies farewell, love collab, prompt 10 “don’t die on me... please”; alhaitham might be a bit ooc; also i'm so sorry if this ends up being bad, i haven't written angst in a long while and i also wrote this being half-asleep; reblogs are appreciated!
genshin masterlist: [here]
breathe in.
it's no secret that the life of a scholar can be a dangerous one, with research sometimes leading into places crawling with monsters. yet you always managed to come out of it with small injures and that was only in the worst scenarios, be it by yourself or with help that seemed to always show up at the right time.
breathe out.
and yet, you had a feeling that this time you might not make it. you could feel the blood seeping through your fingers, as you tried to stop the bleeding from the wound your stomach, and the adrenaline wearing off in favor of the fatigue catching up to you.
don't panic.
a small part of you hoped that someone miraculously would show up to help you, even though you knew it wasn't possible. after all, you'd made sure of it by getting into the worst fight with your boyfriend that morning. what's started as a simple question if you could go out another day, as he wasn't able to accompany you, somehow turned out into a full blown argument with you angrily accusing him of underestimating your abilities.
it's gonna be alright.
but it wasn't, was it? turns out you were the one, who underestimated the situation, getting yourself injured at the worst possible place and time. that ruin drake was a nasty surprise, yet could you really be surprised after choosing to conduct you research near an old ruin golem?
you thought you could reach a breakthrough, if you came here, but right now that research was the last thing on your mind. you needed urgent medical attention, but the closest settlement was further than you could hope to get and you started to feel as if all the exhaustion in the world was suddenly dumped on you.
i'm scared.
then came the pain, pulsing in your stomach as the adrenaline wore of completely. it dispelled the tiredness for a short moment, but it was enough for you to hear someone calling your name.
"[name]!"
then there was a sound of rushing footsteps and suddenly someone dropped in front of you and brought your body closer to theirs, applying some more pressure to your wound.
"it's okay, i've got you." they whispered, but there was some sort of shakiness in their voice. "you're gonna be okay."
when you lifted your head to look at your saviour, your half-closed eyes were met with a sight that you never thought you'd see.
it was alhaitham who was desperately trying to stop your bleeding, yet one look at his face made it obvious that the normally composed scribe was barely holding himself together, probably trying to look calm for your sake.
"you're here..." you murmured, somehow finding the energy to speak.
"of course i am. and i'm sorry that i didn't come sooner. but... i'll make it up to you really good, so... don't die on me... please."
maybe if you were more careful. maybe if you listened to him and didn't go on this expedition. maybe the two of you wouldn't be in this situation, instead sharing some drinks at puspa cafe or just simply reading some books together, finding comfort in each other's presence.
but you didn't listen, nor were you careful enough. so when the sun set on this almost completely normal day, instead of comforting silence or happy smile, there was only a small "i'm sorry" you breathed with your last breath and the final drop of your eyelids.
and only then alhaitham allowed himself to cry, letting tears fall from his eyes as silent tears wrecked his body.
because this time you left too quickly and to a place he couldn't follow you yet. and the silence that fell after your departure was the furthest thing from comforting.
"i'm sorry... i wasn't able to protect you..."
© tingyunz 2022, please refrain from copying and reposting my works!
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Why do you think Vivia has a syringe? 👀
The first thing that comes to mind is for offense or self-defense. Similar to his oversized boxcutter, he sticks with a close-range weapon meant for sneak attacks. I assume he mainly uses it to tranquilize enemies, which is pretty ironic. Sleepy guy puts others to sleep. Or who knows, maybe he loads that syringe full of poison. I wouldn't put it above him. It goes to show how shockingly prepared he is to threaten and attack others with his strange weapons of choice. It is highly advised to not get on his bad side.
He don't get no sleep 'cause of y'all, so he'll let y'all sleep eternally.
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