#after the ELEPHANT DID THAT

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Curious Sight

What is this?! Two Drabbles?! @spotaus It is more likely than you think.

Mostly because i was REAL impressed you guys managed to keep it equal. like how? Also because i really wanted to do both so here you go! both!

This one is a lot shorter though hihi

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Just his luck.

Why did he have to have a favourite pie in a whole other universe?

The Toriel looks very apologetic “I am very sorry. They just sold out very quickly this time. I will have new ones tomorrow morning!”

Blue smiles as he pushes down the disappointment “It is okay! I can always try again later.”

Toriel smiles before motioning towards the other goods she has for sale “Anything else? The cupcakes are amazing today.” she smiles.

Blue shakes his skull “No that is alright. Thank you so much for checking!” he waves and leaves the small bakery.

He sighs as he stands outside.

Damnit.

His luck sucks today. He had hoped he could cheer himself up with some nice pie but it seems like they are out after all. Ugh. Then again, maybe it is his own fault for liking things outside his own universe so much.

Blue looks from side to side. Maybe he can look around a bit? See if there is another bakery. He doubts it because the town, and well this very universe, is very small and he hadn’t seen it when he visited this place with the Stars all that time ago.

But well. He doesn’t really have anything planned today.

He looks left and right and decides to go right for now. He wanders down the street and waves at people along the way.

Okay. So he can’t get the cherry hazelnut pie he wanted. Which is a shame. But he can do something else to cheer him up!

It had just been rough in his underground. Alphys had been very distrusting of the human this time around and it had been exhausting to get her to at least try to get to know them. That is not even the multiverse mess.

At least people don’t demand his help at every turn anymore. Sure he loves helping others but before it got so bad. Back when Dream was still doing the positive guardian thing. People had also demanded help of Blue. And Blue loves to help! But there had been the fear that if he said no it would reflect badly on Dream and Ink.

There is a reason he hardly travelled the multiverse alone before. It was just easier to give himself rest that way.

But now with Dream officially having a new god goal and Ink still being MIA it means people stopped bothering Blue all the time!

Blue tries to ignore the hurt that thinking about Ink brings. He had done so much to help Ink and had thought they had been friends! That Blue meant something to the other! Apparently not. Seeing as Ink hasn’t even shown his face anywhere yet, aside from meetings but Blue doesn’t really count that. They don’t even hang out afterwards. Ink just leaves again.

Blue shakes his skull and keeps walking. It is fine. Ink is also a god and probably busy with god stuff. Reaper was going to talk with Error and Ink about their godhood after all. Ink is probably just busy.

Blue just… he hopes Ink didn’t just… forget him…

Blue shakes his skull and pats his own cheeks twice. Come on Blue! Snap out of it! You got this! No need to dwell on the negatives. Especially if you don’t know what Ink’s reason is! There is no reason to worry or feel sad about things you don’t even know yet!

Blue sighs as he grabs his phone. His phalange hovering over Dream’s icon. No. Dream is dealing with enough. And asking him to track down Ink just so Blue can ask him why he doesn’t want to hang out anymore is just… a lot.

Blue scrolls through his contacts and pauses when he sees Red’s name. Huh. It has been a while since he hang out with Red. Maybe the two of them can go to some motorcross universe and drive a set of bikes around? Just go fast and have fun with a friend? He taps a message and sends it.

Blue grins at his phone as he waits. Oh this is going to be great. Just him and a friend having fun and talking about motorcycles!

A ping and Blue grins before it falls. Red says he can’t at the moment. Bad run going on in his universe and that his brother is very stressed. Apparently the last reset had gone very badly and Red had died and apparently Edge had gotten somekind of memory or dream about it and is hovering a lot more than usual.

Blue sighs but types back that he gets it and if he needs help just to let him know. Red answers with a thumbs up and a thanks.

Blue sighs and just looks up. Huh. He recognises these streets but can’t quite remember where from. Maybe all these areas just look alike? Blue shrugs and looks back at his phone.

Maybe he can ask Sans, or whatever everyone decides to call him. Sans is a bit… strange. No one is quite sure why, Sans least of all. It is just weird how everyone just decided that no nickname really fit him. They tried Comic and Classic. But in the end everyone just ends up referring to him with Sans.

Which is weird as fuck with all of them originally being Sans. Yet Sans is the most Sans.

It is hard to explain.

He finds the number and grins as he is typing a message.

A moment later he answers that he is down to hang out.

Blue grins as he starts typing, not really paying attention to where he is going. He texts his friend about maybe going to Outertale to just hang out at the café. Or even to try and find a new universe.

Sans says he is down and asks if he wants to meet wherever he is now to travel together or to meet at Outertale and search for each other there.

Blue thinks and is about to type for Sans to come to him as he looks up for a reference for Sans to teleport to. Only to freeze.

That is the Cuddly Cat.

More importantly.

That is the back of Killer’s jacket leaving around the side of the building.

Blue doesn’t even answer the text as he runs towards the other road.

He gets there just in time to see the portal melt shut. Blue searches for the right app on his phone and holds it near the slowly fully closing rift. Praying he was fast enough to manage and get there in time.

It takes a moment and the signal the app is picking up disappears. But it is still loading and Blue stares at the program as it slowly slowly loads.

Then it pops up with coordinates to an universe!

Blue stares in shock before seeing another message of Sans appear at the top. He quickly texts him that he is very sorry but that he just spotted the gang out and about.

Sans’s reply is mostly confused. Asking why it matters as Sans thought that was all already solved? So why try and track their movement?

Blue is thorn. Does he share that Dream doesn’t actually know if Nightmare is dead? That Dream is actually looking for Nightmare?

Blue ends up typing that Dream still wants to personally apologise for the gang and Sans says he gets it and just let him know when he got time to hang.

Blue sighs as he opens the right chat window and starts to type. But then removes the message as he tries to type one again.

Over and over as he struggles over what to exactly say before he settles on a message.

“I saw the gang. I know to which universe they went. We got a lead if you want to check it out?”

And he waits.

His phone pings.

“Please.”

Seems like he got plans after all.

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[soledadcatalina]

you know..... i wrote that fic about kim's parents thinking about their experience as a biracial family and how their deaths were racially motivated. and all i can think is, hey boss, where's your white relatives now?

[astarlightmonbebe]

i'm only at the beginning of li tongguang's descent into obsession (eps 17-18), but already it's both hurting and hitting. hurting, because we know li tongguang's capabilities, and his level headedness, and the potential he has, that he seems to throw out due to this obsession. hitting, because when you think about it, the obsession storyline and characterization does make perfect sense. obsession like that is a double edged blade, which can turn from love to hate, childish belief and joy to embittered rage in a second.

on one hand, it's painful to watch ltg's childlike desperation when faced with ruyi again. we want to grit our teeth and think of him as idiotic, unable to take a hint. but the reality is that it's a completely normal response to be expected from him. i mean, it's a dream come true, to see the person you 'love' the most in the world to be whole in front of you. it's probably what he could only dream about, especially being the one to apparently find her bones and bury them.

on a deeper level, ltg's initial reaction is very much a manifestation of his inner child, almost peter pan-like in the 'child that never became an adult/grew up' way. by that i mean to say the desperate urge to please, the constant worrying, and the oscillation between hot and cold moods are all so indicative of someone who grew up in an insecure/unstable environment, usually with volatile or simply unavailable authority figures. from what we can gather, he had no father, his mother wasn't in his life ("she doesn't want him around, nor can she bear for him to be away, so that's why he's like that" per empress zhaojie's words to ruyi). the one authority figure that entered his life to offer some semblance of guidance was ruyi, and even though it's clear that she held care for him, she was also a twenty year old assassin used to training subordinates, not children. her mentorship style is clearly so different when you hold ltg and yang ying side by side, and we know from ruyi's own mouth that she doesn't consider herself to have taught ltg well, and wants to remedy that through/with yang ying (i'll probably make a whole different post comparing this and the affects of this after watching some more episodes lol - there are bullet points in the drafts). so even though ruyi was his authority figure, she was still an emotionally unavailable one who couldn't meet ltg on the level he probably needed at that time in his life, and which no one probably ever did. hence his up and down reaction and actions.

it intrigues me, too, because i think, in a very subtle way, ltg is very much a character foil to ruyi in that he reflects some of her worst attributes, or more accurately represents the sort of person she was, or at least acted like (yuan lu's comment about how ltg has ruyi's gaze was meaningful outside of the jealousy arc - to me at least). i saw someone make a really interesting comment on how ltg's devotion to ruyi parallels ruyi's own devotion to empress zhaojie, which i'll also probably comment on more later.

obviously, ltg's obsession stems from an issue much larger than ruyi herself - she just happens to be the unfortunate target of it. and, clearly, i know his descent into it will be ugly, if understandable. i understand ruyi wanting to leave that part of her life behind, but also - to think that maybe many of the issues faced in future eps could have been avoidable if she'd been upfront with li tongguang about her identity early on.

[essektheylyss]

I love when spiders descend from on high like a heist movie infiltrator. It's so melodramatic, and for what. Do you need a soundtrack to go with that, bro?

[ranger-kellyn]

like how deep into making up the info on the geography of kyoshi island can i get in this fic

[tenebrius-excellium]

I hear you want to talk about The Queen's Thief 👀?

YES PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE

THE PART WHERE

Standing in the stirrups, he called again, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Erondites!" And a bolt of lightning cracked the sky. It struck a tent in the Mede camp. Canvas blossomed into black smoke and red flame. As the tent burned, Eugenides said to the stunned Mede, "That is all the parley that happens today."

THE ROAAAAAR

IT WAS RAW AND HOARSE AND LIVID AND FULL OF AUTHORITY AND SO PERSONAL I JUST KNOW IT

THE PART WHERE HE WAS KING

[isayahacts]

Lol love it when in class we're allowed to listen to music and everyone's listening to like Ice Spice and I'm js listening to

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[satanstruemistress]

[frog-whisperer]

Can’t sleep thinking about how irrationally angry Andy Serkis’s Jungle Book made me

[e-6000]

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[leporschespam]

omg omg okay hi-

i went to thailand :)) only a day in bangkok so i missed out on seeing the rosewood, but i came *so* close 😔😔

however i did see mile and apo's srichand ads, but only managed to get pic of mile's (was literally seconds away from getting a pic of apo's💔💔) but i was just grateful to get anything at all :)

i think that second pic is deutsche bank, but i have no idea honestly

i spent a week volunteering on an animal sanctuary with elephants, all who'd been abused in the tourism industry etc but they're all pretty happy now so have some elephant pics:)

for week 2 i was in phuket and went to promthep cape where *that* scene from i told sunset about you was filmed :D

and omg it was so pretty and it was purely on impulse we went that day and we got so lucky because the sunset was so pretty

[imjustexistingtbh]

i am honestly so pissed at my brother right now i want to punch something

[discoknack]

Kafka Eats The Thing

I had this scene in my head for @sonicasura's ghost!Kafka AU and wanted to get it down before trying to switch gears. Should be the last one.

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In his hospital bed beside Kafka's, after delivering his speech, Reno wasn't sure what to make of the response. He hoped a little that Kafka, who had saved his life and all, would say something more resolute. Kafka had helped him so much already, after all, and had seemed so down before, when he had to give up his dream of joining the Defense Force... Reno hoped - but, of course, it ultimately didn't matter much to him, nope - just a little, that Kafka would say something that hinted at his goal renewed. Sure, the old man looked like he'd been hit by a truck even before the attack, but he must have had some fight left in him, right?

Instead, Reno heard something hoarse, hollow but still genuine. Something like, "that's very nice of you to say, Ichikawa."

That's what Reno wasn't sure how to take. It was appreciating, but held no commitment. And it seemed so very sad.

After a few moments, he heard something even more confusing: some muttering, a slurping sound? And after that, seemingly a chuckle and another mutter. It wasn't loud enough for Reno to make out, so it must have been for Kafka himself.

What Reno could hear, plain as day, was the sudden full-throated scream behind the curtain, which sounded pained and short, cutting off into some sharp, wheezed exhale that expelled all of the air from the man's lungs. This, and the rapid rustling of the bed-sheets, made Reno's hair stand on end.

Reno tore off his blankets and made to yank aside the privacy curtain. "Senpai! You need a doct-?" But as he pulled the curtain away with a shink! he froze.

Kafka's body was clenched up into an arc, gripping the bed and trembling as though he was in dire need of an exorcism. But his eyes saw nothing and carried no emotion. And the thing that should have been expelled from him was readily oozing out of his chest, much like toothpaste from a firmly squeezed tube.

Reno's first impression was the growing size of it and the serpentine shape, partly obscured by shadowy smoke, as it emerged from his new friend's corpse. Its wide, bright Halloween-green eyes gradually took on a colder color.

But it didn't look at him, either, no. It was making a long, low sound like a groan as the length of it continued to fill the room, its presence solidifying. It was some big furry thing, but even now it continued to change: a mask of bone materializing complete with a pair of horns; hair flowing out from the back of the mask over its head and tapering down; skeletal spikes erupting from its spine and leather armor unfurling segment by segment over its back; ribs sprouting and clamping down in pairs and pairs over the length of the monster.

During this, its emergence gradually slowed, forming a loop at the same time it came crashing down. Reno couldn't bring himself to move, he just stared up in horror at the thing.

The beast did not hit the floor, nor did its body hit Reno; instead looping over him and, very gently, coming to a stop. The head hovered in front of him and to his right, below his waist, and the rest of it trailed around behind Reno's back to his left. The tail was curled in the other direction so that the serpent resembled a distorted "S", and finally had completely left Kafka's body now lying on the bed. Said body twitched as a last plume of dark smoke exited his chest, like some sinister gender reveal party.

Several moments passed and the groan had subsided. The silence was deafening. Reno's hands remained held up in some sort of weak defensive position. His eyes were wide, as were the glowing cyan eyes of the serpent. Both of their mouths remained open as well.

It was the serpent who broke the silence, speaking very softly, "sumimasen..."

Reno made some sort of croaking noise.

The serpent continued, "ohh, this is so embarrassing..." it was going to speak further, but suddenly flinched, beginning to slowly coil up.

Reno was startled by the flinch and backed up, only to bump into the serpent and reflexively mutter his own apology.

But Kafka wasn't paying attention, coiling in a protective manner behind Reno and yet muttering more apologies. His eyes darted around, and he even swiveled to face Reno but did not look at him. Muttering a whole string of apology until Reno thought he, some devilish thing, was praying for forgiveness as hard as he could. Even trembling.

"S-senpai? What's-?" that's when Reno saw the lights. Flickering motes phasing through the wall and beginning to fill the room with an eerie light.

Kafka turned around again. "They're sick of my presence. Torches and pitchforks and all."

Reno heard shuffling from the corridor. An old man was there. From the look on his face, it seemed Reno hadn't suffered a concussion after all, and all of this was real. Sure enough, the old man whipped out his phone to make the call.

Reno shouted, making Kafka flinch again and pay attention to the living for a moment, "The Defense Force is coming! We have to get out of here!"

Kafka nodded once, "right!" then he made his move, grabbing Reno from behind, the crooks of his elbows to the junior's armpits, and made straight for the window.

Reno screamed in anticipation of the impact. "Senpai, I don't think-!"

But Kafka turned around at the last second, shielding Reno with his body as he broke through the glass.

Now they were out, free from the hospital building, and Reno held on to stay in Kafka's grasp, suddenly bathed in the cool night air.

[bugunlikeanangel]

woah way too long rambly reflection hours at 1am despite having morning tutorial

i think though, my body knew my past relationship was not right for me before even i knew it. right from its inception, despite my surface level happiness, i was always uncomfortable and anxious. it was a love that made me sick and sicker, all the time.

and part of me thought it was commitment issues that stopped me from sticking to a great guy, but it wasnt commitment issues. it was just my body screaming at me to get out.

and its not like he was a terrible person. on the contrary, he was so good, and good to me. just not right for me. square peg in a round hole. it never would have worked, i just didn't know that at the time.

breaking up felt like i could breathe again, after being held underwater. i didn't even realise i felt like that until i was out of it.

i'm so so so grateful to him and the experience, even if it ended really ugly to be honest.

i don't have commitment issues. i didn't think like or love could feel like this. i thought it would always come attached to baggage, shit, and regret. but all the worries i struggled with then are completely gone. no wandering eyes, no desire to run away, no anxiety to leave. a singular desire for him and him only. a strong desire to put in the hard work to cultivate and maintain a healthy relationship. wanting to stay. to settle here, call him home and build my house here.

i know it's still early days. but even if he breaks my heart, i'll let him with a smile. i'm just happy to be here. i value all experiences, even if they end bad and even if it's temporary. and i want him to be happy no matter what, even if it's without me. i also still want my ex to be happy no matter what and i always will. and i know he's happier with me out of his life now. so i respect that.

[banukai]

oh my god i just spent an hour and a half writing bullshit about that post. maybe ill finish it tomorrow maybe ill just be too embarrassed to post it. uh either way getting to spend a while reading about fallout spread and acute radiation sickness was fun.

[kay-kaylen]

A lot of people are talking about Ivan's hypocrisy with Sua and how he berates her for sacrificing herself for Mizi and becoming a source of trauma for her and then he did the same thing, but there's a heartbreaking perspective on this.

Sua and Mizi loved each other. The love was reciprocal. Sua died KNOWING Mizi loved her. Ivan's dislike of her comes from the fact that she knew damn well what her death would do to the person who loved her and she did it anyway. She KNOWINGLY hurt Mizi in the worst way possible while still claiming to love her.

Ivan? Ivan's been drilled for YEARS that Till DOESN'T love him. His love isn't returned. It's very possible that he just believes that he won't be a source of trauma for Till, because Till doesn't love him. So he can die for him all he wants. Of course, the elephant in the room is that we no longer know what Till thinks of Ivan after he kissed him and sacrificed himself for him, but that's AFTER Ivan is already dead. He had no intentions or expectations that what he did would actually hurt Till. And there is something so unbelievably sad about that.