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miimo96 · 2 months

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Thoughts on TBHK Chapter 116

Well it looks like once again nobody reminded Me that a New chapter was out, First Things 1st I absolutely ADORE this Cover Card and judging from it, it looks like we may be focusing on yashiro again but considering how last Chapter's was misleading, I'm willing to bet otherwise and that we may be actually picking up from where we left off with baby Tsukasa and if This is really him, or just the Entity wearing his face; Other than that the Colors for this Cover are really Beautiful and I really love the font style they choose for this 1, even tho I still perfer the other one we got last chapter, man Summer's edition Really is looking like to be the Best ^^

Ah already with the creepynes I see, alrighty then I mean I guess Aside from this Gorgeous piece of artwork, I gotta have this thing Stare at me now huh, didnt expect Nightmare fuel to be on my To do list today, and in the beginning of chapter no less, Ok Wow aidairo Thanks looks like I'm not getting any sleep tonight ^^; Also is it jsut me or is it that everytime we get a Chapter for these 3, Something ALWAYS goes wrong, and ends Tragically in some way, because If that's the case then I'm really scared now, because i don't want anything Bad to happen, *sigh* I just hope aidairo goes easy on us and does nothing Too Major 🤞

Alright Ngl Kou came in clutch just now, 1st off mitsuba Why the hell would you even try listening to that thing, I mean you Literally just Saw that it isn't human, due the gapping HOLE it had in its face, plus didn't kou literally just explained to you that most Supernaturals are Dangerous, so why would the hell you even bother🤦‍♂️ Also is it me or is anyone elese getting odd vibes of Nanika from HXH from this Thing, because the fact that you literally have to obey his commands in oder to receive something in return is heavily reminding me of Nanikas powers from Hunter x Hunter

So If you weren't convicted before that this isn't Tsukasa but is just a lifeless husk, then you're sure as heck are Now because the fact that thing literally talked like how it did in the Red house arc, all but confirmed it for me, because evertime I see that style of text bubbles in the series, I Know for a fact that it's from that THING in someway, Also the fact that kou Literally just punched a child with No hesitation is hilarious to me🤣🤣🤣

Question: what is wrong with aidairo? Like I really feel like they wake up in the morning and go "*sigh*...... So How we gonna torment our readers today? ^^" Also it may just be me overthinking but the way he touched Kou's hand kinda reminded me of what happened with Aoi and her hand after being in the far shore, which makes me even more curious about this Entity...

Oh Well Nvm i guess, it looks like I was absolutely right about it being similar to Aoi's situation Lol, also I really Love how kou is completely nonchalant about this whole situation and is just unphased by his hand completely turning, i mean the way he just assesses everything and describes the situation really just shows how much experience he has in this timeline, I gotta say I love it ^^

Wait so that's what happened to the girls who summoned him? I just thought he made them disappear or turned them into sacrifices for the Entity, you're telling me He did That to them!? Oh nah this thing is Sick

It's just Hilarious to know that no matter what timeline they're in, Mitsuba will always hate Kou's earing 🤣🤣

Till this day Kou Still continues to prove to me why he is the Best character, like the dude was literally willing to be a Decoy in order for mitsuba to escape, While he lures away Tsukasa, like this probably the 2nd time I've said this but I Really love his character, especially when he does stuff like this, also I find it really strange that Tsukasa called out Hanako's name, even tho this isn't Tsukasa, but just a lifeless husk, So I'm really interested to know what direction they're talking with this, Because if this IS Tsukasa, then would that mean he still has some control, and isn't just a Puppet like before? hmmmmm 🤔(pending thoughts)

I really find it interesting that we get some information regarding yorishiro's, because up until this point, we've only just been given the understanding that they represent the item that the spirits cherish, and that by creating or destroying 1, you're able to lose control over the boundary that you inhabit, So seeing the actual process behind what goes into making or Qualifies as 1, is just Really interesting to me

Oh, well that's terrifying

Man I feel so bad for Mitsuba , like he's literally the only character that has probably gone through the most shit In this series and it's SO painful to me because C'mon cut the dude a break already, like it's already Bad enough that in the original timeline he was already dead, then he was turned into a doppelganger of himself, then he was dealing with his own issues regarding his identity crisis, and then he wanted his best friend/ boyfriend to kill him, So in the new timeline I was hoping that maybe he could finally get cut some slack, and maybe just maybe Not go through some shit, but alas, I guess not, Sry mitsuba, but maybe 1 day you'll have your chance to Shine tho😅😅

Awesome mitsuba finally get a Dub for once, even more Awesome the Students were able turn back to normal, should be a win right? So then why do I get the feeling something bad happened? Because that was Wayy too easy 😥

Omg please Don't tell me something Bad happened to Kou, Omg aidairo please Don't I'm begiging you, Kou is literally the Best character Please Don't this, No no no no 😰😰😰😰

NOOOO!!! 😭😭😭😭 Aidairo Why must you do this to Me!!! Damn it 1st JJK now this WHY!! actually Wait a minute, so if it can just move 1 body to a New one, then what does mean for Tsukasa, did he really just go back to normal, or is he just a lifeless husk lying in the hallway right now

1st off this looks Straight up Terrifying, Second of all PLEASE STOP THIS Aidairo I'm begiging you PLEASE, it looks like mitsuba is going to have to resort to Killing him if this continues, So begging you Lord please somebody Stop Him, I don't wanna see this character Die Please!!! Anybody

YES!!! I mean As much as I Hate this character I'm So happy that he's here right Now, THANK YOU GOD!!

This just made him go up a scale as 1 of my favorite characters Now thank you lord for sending us Teru because idk if was gonna be able to continue reading after this, That scene was Just Wow, I was literally scared for a second there, Omg Please Stop playing with my emotions Aidairo sensei please, I don't think I can take much more of this

Ok So it looks like I was Right about this being Not the same Tsukasa, because like i said before judging from the way he was talking, it really reminded me of the way it was in the red house, Especially from the way it was talking, Also could you please Stop beating on Kou for 1 second mitsuba, like i get that you love him and all and that were probably worried about having to Kill him, but for crying out loud the guy just got Shot by lightning for christ sake, so you could at least go easy on him, Second of all wait you're telling me that this Thing isn't even Dead after that and was just only weakened, Jesus how many more Chapters Do I gotta suffer with that Thing Before that THING is FINALLY Dead, Also i guess that pretty much Answers what I've been saying this entire time, That No matter what Timeline you make or whatever Strings you pull, it's pretty much inevitable that Tsukasa or eventually somebody will be the host for that thing, and judging from the way this chapter ended, it Looks like we might be in for something BIG Next chapter, especially now with that Thing on the Loose, idk whats about to happen, but I can guarantee you that I will be here to cover it, man this is really starting to feel like the final arc, and gotta say If it is I'm Not ready, but if this Truly is the end, then It's been sure 1 hell of a ride

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sangyeonsmuse · 1 month

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BUTTON EYES

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | All Chapters

PAIRING | OT8, MC SEONGHWA

WORDS| 2k

GENRE | Coraline au, angst, suspense,

SUMMARY | What happens when Seonghwa returns to the home he was once fond of as a child? This time around making his return as a full adult with the company of friends. Nightmares and old friends return and the button eyes that Seonghwa desperately escaped as a child have returned to haunt he and his friends.

WARNING | Graphic descriptions, mentions of death, ghost children, witchcraft, grsphic nightmares, arson, lost memories

MORE | Based on the childrens novel & Henry Selick film Coraline

Before i go any further i want it to be known i am in no way claiming Coraline as my own. I wrote a concept for a part 2 or spinoff long ago and I just felt that it was time to finally put it to use. I do not own Ateez or any Coraline named Characters in this story but the Storyline is indeed a self made one.

The entire day consisted of unpacking from the moment the sun began to rise to the minute twelve of midnight hit and the moon began to rise. Upon finishing up with the unpacking Seonghwa found himself sitting near a familiar bay window he once sat at as a child. He had been sitting there thirty minutes now trying to wrack his brain to think up any proper memories of his time there, even if it were to be one successful remembrance he tried hard. Breaking him from his thoughts there was a sudden knock at his bedroom door, breaking his gaze away from the window his dark orbs landed on none other than yunho.

"The last of the boxes are unpacked and mingi and jomgho have finally finished arguing over who gets the room down the hall.'' he chuckles as he enters seonghwas space and looks around.

"And how did that end?" seonghwa spoke up as he stood from his spot at the bay window

"It's Jongho, what do you think? One finger flick and Mingi would have been done for.'' The two laughed as Yunho took a seat on Hwas bed.

"I assume this is the room you would frequent whenever you'd visit? You were quick to enter this one when we first began to look around." Yunho eyed Hwa curiously as he moved about the space

"Honestly dude I don't really know, it just felt right to be in this one..for some reason it seems like im a stranger here, no matter how familiar it feels i can't seem to attain one memory of the past since we arrived here.'' he sighs as if having given up on trying to remember a thing.

"Maybe you just need time to adjust again after all it has been thirteen years. Maybe sometime tomorrow when we're fully settled in you can look around for some old photo books or something.'' Yunho assures him as he gets up from the bed

"Yeah you're right I should just give myself time to readjust.'' Yunho gives him a pat on the back as the two exit the room and make their way down the hallway. As the two made their way downstairs they could hear mingis loud voice complaining about the lack of food in the kitchen, followed by Jongho yelling and calling him a dumbass reminding him that they had literally just moved in hours ago. As if on cue the doorbell rang and to Seonghwas surprise an unfamiliar blondie stood on the other side of the door.

"Ah can we help you?'' Hwa asks the boy, quite confused at the sudden meeting of the handsome stranger.

"Ah are you seonghwa? Hongjoong said that you guys might be hungry so he asked me to cook something, he would have brought something by himself but something came up at his work so he didn't exactly have the time.'' The blonde male seemed to glance around the home curiously, slightly in awe as his eyes were finally taking in details of the interior rather than just the exterior.

"Ah, sorry about that come in, um your name is what by the way?'' Seonghwa asks as he steps aside and pulls the door open, allowing Hongjoongs friend to enter his home.

"Oh right Yeosang kang yeosang, i live in the house a few miles from here, the one on the hill that you can kinda see when youre making your way here down the dirt road.'' The man's curious eyes seemed to take in as many details of the home as he could, only stopping when Mingi poked his head out of the kitchen doorway and cried out thanks to the gods as his eyes landed on the food in his hand.

As the four of them filled their stomachs accompanied by the man they now knew, Yeosang Seonghwa finally addressed the boy's curiosity he seemed to have for the place.

"You seem interested in this place..I could always give you a tour if you'd like. I mean a friend of hongjoong is a friend of mine.'' he spoke leaning against the counter beside the blondie.

"I wouldn't let San hear you say that, you surely wouldn't be getting rid of him if he heard those words.'' Yeosang responds with a chuckle before looking over at seonghwa whose brows furrowed slightly at the mention of the unfamiliar 'San'.

"Ah right you haven't met San, i'm sure the two of you will cross paths eventually, anyways if you wouldnt mind please do show me around this place that fascinates me.'' Yeosangs eyes sparkled in delight at the mention of a tour. The mansion that had held so many secrets, the mansion his grandfather had warned him to stay away from, he found fascinating.

As the two walked the halls Seonghwa couldn't help but bring up what Yeosang had said back in the kitchen, about the old manor being fascinating to him.

"Hey if you don't mind me asking, back there in the kitchen you said the place fascinated you what exactly did you mean by that?'' Seonghwa asks expectantly, though Yeosang seemed taken aback at the question he didn't look at him as he answered.

"I've heard stories about this place from my grandfather, Though you haven't met San or wooyoung their aunts have told them lots about what they know of th place too. There were also many rumors going around as to why you left. My grandfather would always speak of voices from the walls or the sight of little children no one had ever seen before running through the woods behind the manor. He always told me to stay away from this place but the fascination only grew the more he told me. There was this thing he'd always say and of course I never understood. I always thought he was quite insane. 'The mice whisper at night, they tell me secrets of the woman that lives there, she doesn't seem to be very nice' he'd always say.''

"Mice? Your grandfather wouldn't happen to be the old man that was obsessed with the idea of having his own mice circus? Um Mr. luwensky?'' Seonghwa asked a little unsure of the name he provided in all honesty, he wasn't even sure if the old mice man he suddenly remembered was even a real person.

Yeosangs eyes widened at the mention of his grandfather, even if he had gotten the name wrong the fact that Seonghwa actually knew of his grandfather only strengthened yeosangs curiosity of the place. "Bobinsky , He said he had known the kid that lived here but i didn't think he was being honest when half of the things he said involved the 'talking mice'"

"He would get cheese deliveries here on occasion so i have been to his house a few times but i had never known him to have any children or grandchildren, back then i always thought of him to be a weird old man with a mice obsession.'' Seonghwa laughs and shakes his head, a smile decorated his face knowing he was finally able to remember the smallest of memory from his younger days

"Yeah I would only see him occasionally, when my parents died I moved in with him at the age of thirteen. It was an interesting experience to say the least but his influence has definitely sprung curiosity when it came to this old house.'' Yeosang continued to take in the home's details as the two went about.

"You said that he spoke about voices in the walls? And the woman that lived here no being very pleasant what did you mean by that exactly?'' Seonghwa asked curiously they were details of the house that he himself hadn't remembered

"I don't know exactly, which is the entire reason i've always been curious of the place, there were lots of things grandpa would say that i never really understood by the things he spoke about this place were always the most confusing.''

"Ah I see, well that's pretty much it for the tour, some rooms are still locked and we havent really had much time to go through and air out every single room." Seonghwa motions him to follow him back downstairs as they had finally finished up with the manor tour.

"I guess the place is normal after all, another one of grandpa's fantasies i suppose but still it was an honor being allowed into the place." Yeosang thanks Seonghwa once again before saying goodbye to the others.

"Hongjoong said to give you this in case you ever need anything, this has both of our number in case you need it and if you ever need anything he lives in his grandmas old place still, you now know where i am if you ever find yourself needing anything. We'll be by tomorrow just to see how you guys are and maybe go into town if you guys need.'' He bids them all a goodbye before leaving the manor.

That night Seonghwa found himself having an experience he hadn't had since he was thirteen. The night terrors that always sent him running to his parents room, they slowly began to trickle back

He was an outsider looking in, a witness to the hanus and horrid acts of she, the woman that lived many years ago. It was as if she was vapor, the air they breathed. They could not see him but he saw their every move. As he krept closer to the scene to confirm what his eyes had landed upon he found himself passing by a mirror. By quick glance Seonghwa found himself looking at his eleven year old self. Dismissing the image in the mirror he pushed past and moved in closer to the scene. The horrified screams of a child rang through the air as the button eyed woman tied them down and began to sew their mouth shut. Seonghwa opened his mouth to scream in horror but to his demise it was followed by silence. A silent scream for help, a silent plea for the woman to stop yet the harder he tried to scream it seemed the more the woman hurt them. Quicker than Seonghwa could blink the head of the woman as well as the child snapped towards him sending chills down his spine. The absolute terror in his tear filled eyes was prominent. It was as if he was now frozen in place, being stuck there he was forced to look on. He could now see all damage that had been done far before he had arrived upon the scene. The scars, the thread, the blood...the light blue buttons filled as a replacement for the eyes of the child.

"Help me Hwa, don't keep me here" the small boy called out to him before a high pitched shriek rang throughout the room. He then clasped his hands over his ears and screwed his eyes shut. He wanted to forget what he saw, to disappear and that was exactly what He had done disappeared or so he thought. Seonghwa shot up in his bed, Sweat running down his forehead and tears welled up in his bloodshot eyes as he brought his knees to his chest. The nightmares he had as a child were nothing compared to that one. Back then the night terrors were all the same, ghost children with button eyes,or a woman in black but never anything like this, this one was much worse. Just when he began to tell himself it was just a dream there was a knock on his door and in came mingi.

"I don't know if you heard that but i refuse to sleep alone, you, Jongho and Yunho downstairs immediately we're sleeping in the family room.'' it was the only thing he said before leaving Seonghwa alone once more to bask in the memory of the dream he had moments prior

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d20-brainrot · 1 year

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get ready for some d20 asks bestie

favourite season

favourite pc

favourite npc

LEAST fav season/pc/npc

a line that you like

a funny bit that makes you laugh

saddest/most heartwrenching moment that makes you sad every time

best character arc in your opinion

which of the newly announced seasons are you most excited for?

who would you like to see on d20 for the first time or to return?

who would you like to see DM on d20?

a mini that you like

a battle set that you like

something you hope comes back for another season

a season you wish people would watch more

ooh i love this!!!

favorite season: definitely starstruck odyssey or neverafter. they are just both so fun, and everyone is having a good time. plus i like a little horror y'know?

fav pc: ylfa!!! she's just like me for real. no but seriously, she is a child growing up into a body she doesn't fully understand, and thinks that how she feels makes her irredeemable. little el is shaking in their boots right now. i also love lapin. he's deadpan but he does the right thing. plus i just loved how zac played him, it was wonderful

fav npc: esther sinclair is my shit!!!! i love her sm, she is a fierce warrior and i love that about her! also AYDA AGUEFORT IS THE BEST!!! just her and fig are adorable, her being besties with adaine, her calling gorgug the finest wizard ever, just beautiful!!

least fav season/pc/npc: i hate biz glitterdew with every ounce of my being. just the "nice guy" energy radiating from him makes me sick. like i had dudes like that interact with me in middle and high school, and they creeped me the fuck out.

a line i like: "i'm the prince of shoeberg, motherfucker!!!" is a great line and it makes me giggle every time i hear it. a very impactful line for me is "you listen to me right here. having panic attacks, that is not a character flaw, do you understand? you are not a coward. you have a goddamn medical condition, all right?" like that makes me want to sob. i watched this season right around the time that i got diagnosed with severe general anxiety and social anxiety, and it hit me that i am not flawed, i just needed some help.

funny bit that makes you laugh: god just the fact that murph cannot for the life of him roll well is hilarious. i also love the hairy baby dance! like the fact that it came back in an adventuring party for starstruck was fucking great.

saddest moment: god when jet is talking to liam and tells him to tell ruby that she did the right thing, and then the light goes out of the locket of the sweetest heart. gut-wrenching dude. or when they're in the nightmare forest, and brennan is talking about how ayda loves fig because she was kind to her, and that she sees her for who she really is. that always makes me tear up dude.

best character arc: dude ragh for sure! like him going from being a bully, to everyone realizing it was because he was getting harassed by his best friend/the guy that he had loved for years? god what a good storyline. or kugrash, sacrificing himself for everyone by eating the bagel?? killer moment.

fav newly announced season: wasn't there one about them blowing up or something? what the actual fuck does that mean mr. mulligan and mr. reich? huh???

who would you like to see on d20 return or for the first time: alex song-xia needs to come back. no ifs, ands, or buts about it! they were wonderful, and i loved how they played conrad. if they don't come back, i will lose my mind.

who would you like to see dm: murph should dm! he's amazing on naddpod (even though i'm only on the very first campaign) and i would love to see his work in the dome. it would be absolutely amazing!!!!

mini you like: preston was so tiny and so cute! i also loved sprinkle, for the same reason. the fact that it literally was just a sprinkle as a mini was great and i loved every second of it

battle set you liked: the battle with the terrible dogfish!! the fact that it came from like the top of the dome????? absolutely astounding. rick perry truly works wonders with minis.

something you hope comes back: ooh, that's a tough one. i did really like the moving part of mentopolis, the little pressure meter thingy. i did also love in acofaf that they got little trinkets! i love a good trinket!!

everyone needs to watch escape from the bloodkeep!!! i love it so so so much, and it has some amazing characters, some amazing minis, great players, and it's dimension 20 history y'all!!

#i love you thank you for this!#bestie lj <3 #asks #dimension 20 #dropout #fantasy high #mentopolis #d20 #dimension 20 neverafter

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havin-fun-imagining-twd · 2 years

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A measure of reverence, Pt. 2

When - about an hour and a half after you and Daryl headed off for another day of searching for Sophia, the morning of season 2′s Chupacabra. Part 2 is somewhat heavier than Part 1.

What - you get to a boarded up house and something isn’t right about it. That reveal from ‘What were your nightmares about?’ starts to come to a head.

Who - You and our mangy hick. I attempted a whisper of sensual tension and yes, y’all fight

Perspective - POV Daryl, POV You only twice. He takes over completely in the next one.

Pronouns - she/her

TWs - strong language, arguing, discussion of break-in, a child walker spotted, Daryl makes a sexist comment because he’s still learning and unlearning

Word count - it’s shorter like the Part 1

Be sure to read - What were your nightmares about?, and Part 1 of course. Why not cannonball into the whole series by checking out the Masterlist, slowpoke?

but are there terrible pictures? - always!

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Mid-morning

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Him

He didn’t end up nabbing a horse, he and Y/N took the motorcycle instead. It was the road they were searching first and the bike was way faster. And he didn’t want to ask Dr. Farmer about borrowing a horse because Dr. Farmer was probably gonna say ‘no,’ and Y/N was like “Dude, don’t steal a horse like it’s the 1800s. Let me go ask for you?”

Except, she was all hesitant to get on the bike at first. Kept staring at the gas tank for some reason. He didn’t think riding scared her. Didn’t she mention she’d learned how?

At any rate, they were off within a few minutes of the horse/bike debate.

Once they got there, he walked the bike to reduce the noise and save on gas...

...and the search was coming up emp-ty.

Empty houses, empty road.

Nothing but birds twittering and Y/N’s and his bits of conversation here and there. They called “Sophia!” every few minutes, and every few minutes they were let down again.

They didn’t search for supplies so much as cover as much ground as possible to try find any hint of somebody having come through.

“Those must’ve been the ones Otis checked,” she’d said, finally breaking what had mostly been silence for about half an hour. “Mr. Greene said he’d gone through to see if anybody was alive and bring back any survivors and to bury those that died. Not sure where the graves are, we saw, like, one,” she thought out loud. “But maybe most of them survived so went to a safe zone or evac spot?”

“It’s weird how there ain’t even geeks, though.” For this brief sec, he started to get creeped out. Where were the bodies? There had to be some.

“We’re callin’ them ‘walkers,’ remember. Way cooler than ‘geeks,’ like, literally.”

Always trying to lighten the mood, that one.

He actually knew (maybe?) how that nickname happened. “D’you know where that name came from?”

“Nah. Gotta say it confused me.”

“Came from the name for this crazy sumbitch at circuses who’d bite the heads off chickens.”

She didn’t even slow down, she full-on stopped walking and blurted out “What the fuck?”

“Yep.”

“Daryl, tell me you just made that up, that’s vile.”

“You didn’t hear Dale explain it around the fire that first night?” It was right after he told people about how he saw that chupacabra (he did see one, damn it) but people thought he was full of it.

She’d shivered as she tied a white strip to the telephone pole to mark the area. “Amy, Glenn and I got to talking about cryptid stuff with the kids after you said the thing about the chupacabra.” A smile. “Amy knew so much about mermaids and sirens.”

“How are we for time?”

She looked at her wrist. Dale lent her his watch again. “It’s only 9:31. High-five for this mighty good team right here, Dary-bear.”

After that, Y/N rested her hand on her stitches and looked at the property about half a football field away. “I think that’s the…that’s the one Mr. Greene mentioned.” She pointed. “Boarded up, closest to the road northside.”

From behind a big fir tree, he peered at the old house. The windows and doors were boarded on the bottom floor, clear on the top floor and attic. There were fruit trees in the big, woodsy yard. A large, faded shed. A tire swing and a metal slide. A kiddie pool. Overgrown tomato plants in what looked like a neglected garden.

A firepit. A compost heap. A chicken coop and run with a (ugh, that won’t be pretty) big gaping hole in the fencing. “What’s special about it, the fruit trees?”

“The family might, uh, they might could be inside the house. Alive or otherwise.”

A sensation like nausea swept over him for a moment, so he willed it down and he adjusted his grip on his crossbow.

“I’m guessin’ by the looks of it, it’s ‘otherwise.’ C’mon, let’s check it out,” he said. “They got fruit trees and kid stuff in the yard. If Sophia came by here, she prolly would’ve tried to go in the shed, at least.”

Y/N nodded and jogged toward the place—then shouted “Hello?”—and then started waving. Waving!

“Why you doin’ that?” he grated. He immediately started to pull her by her good arm back into the trees so they could approach less damn obviously.

Wrong move, because she wrenched it away and snipped, “Don’t you dare go grabbin’ people like that.”

He mumbled an apology (sort of) to be polite since she was his friend, but that’s it; because what was she doing? Fucking idiot. Since when was she that stupid? It would’ve been more to the damn point to superglue a target on their heads!

He said that to her, in fact, word-for-word.

Y/N’s muscles tensed up, just like before when her brother started spouting off about the search efforts. She licked her teeth, he heard her let out an exhale through her nose as if she were a bull about to charge, and the only way to accurately describe how her voice came out was ‘growl.’

“You better apologize, r-right fuckin’ now, you sorry piece of shit.”

Unfortunately, he let this fly out of his mouth: “You on the rag or somethin’?”

And she flung that shit right back at him: “Why? Lookin’ to get a used tampon shoved up your ass, bitch?”

He didn’t even realize she’d gotten up in his face until he felt her breath on his neck and under his chin. Hell, he could even feel the heat radiating off her body, she’d gotten real damn close.

But instead of looking all pissed off, her eyes got all wide like she was either alarmed or confused about something. They stared at each other.

Stared.

Swallowed.

Stared.

And it was the tiny, quiet, deer-in-headlights, shocked way she whispered, “Oh Moses, that comeback was disgustin’,” that despite his wishes made him lose it and start cackling.

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You

Of all things, his head bumped against yours when he burst out laughing.

It’s all good, though, it only served to break the tension more. You didn’t even realize you’d gotten so close until you felt his breath on your forehead but you were too taken aback at what had erupted out of your mouth.

Might as well make it more awkward, right? “For the record, I use pads and don’t have my period right now, though I finally did get it like two weeks ago,” you filled him in, letting yourself crack up a bit. At least the two of you weren’t having a catfight.

He groaned, “Goddamn,” and scratched the back of his head.

“Say, pookie?” you sassed, and earned a grumble in response. On second thought, you decided to leave ‘pookie’ more to Carol and stick with ‘mangy hick’ yourself. “Don’t go sayin’ stuff about girls and their periods, yeah?”

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Him

That the following words out of her mouth would be a friendly, not-fake sounding: “You’re a good man, I know you’re better than that,” threw him off. Being that this wasn’t the direction he assumed the conversation would take, he looked down at the ground and shuffled slightly while he wracked his brain for a response.

‘You’re a good man, I know you’re better than that.’

But before he figured out what to say back, she muttered, “And I named-called you and got in your face, that wasn’t right, but please don’t…c’mon, man, don’t call me stupid.”

It wasn’t just the imaginary knee that kicked him in the dick that time, an imaginary fist punched him right in the ribs, too. He’d been an asshole, a big fucking asshole. Part of him is wished he really did get punched when he managed to hush, “You ain’t stupid.”

He also apologized for the thing where he asked if she was on the rag, that was shitty. He was sorry he grabbed her arm and started to pull her, too, that was way more shitty.

But hell if a civil-ass conversation didn’t follow.

Story is: she wanted anyone who ‘might could’ be in the house who ain’t a geek walker to know she and him were friendly so that they wouldn’t shoot, and that the guy who just died Otis had gone by already and wasn’t shot at.

Y/N had seemed so sad. “They live right off a connecting route, how many people must’ve seen it, stopped, tried their luck?”

“That’s why I’m sayin’ go careful and quiet,” he stressed. “Outta sight.”

“We’ll still need to trespass and potentially break and enter.”

“And if they’re alive in there, you’re still a big-ass target when you wave.”

She nodded and exhaled. Wait, why were her eyes wet?

“When we get there, I’ll knock and ask if anybody’s home. If nothing, it’ll attract any walkers might could be in there, that way they’ll all be in one place so we can put them out of their misery easier.”

Interesting way to phrase it, he guessed. Why this whole schtick was such a big deal, he didn’t get, but ‘put them out of their misery’ stuck with him as they crept smoothly through the side-yard.

It stuck with him when he noticed trails of feathers all over, starting with one leading right from the clumsy hole in the chicken pen.

It stuck with him as they saw the side-door with a sturdy wood slab covering the knobs.

It stuck with him as he peeked through a plank to look in a window and saw what must’ve been the pantry.

He had to make sure about something. “That thing you said before,” he asked under his breath, “Y’realize there ain’t nobody ‘in there,’ right? That’s gone.”

“Dr. Jenner explained what happens, and we all saw the brain scan.” Her voice got quieter. “I-I’m trying’ to maintain a measure of reverence, I guess, for who they was.”

“A measure of reverence,” he repeated.

She huffed and whispered, “Don’t,” as she firmly tapped on glass. “Hello? We ain’t—” she paused and turned down her accent. “We’re not here to hurt anybody or rob anybody, we’re only looking for supplies and a lost girl. We can’t tell if this house is occupied or not.”

She banged on the window again. Called again. “We are going to come into the house if we don’t receive some kind of response that there’s people inside.”

Following this, he thought he was having a stroke for a second before he realized Y/N said something in another language. “Was that Spanish?”

“Just giving this my due diligence,” she mumbled, then rapped on the siding yet again, and loud. “Three people are going to break in unless we know we should not! If there is someone in there, make yourself known, please!”

Smart to add a fake third person and to stay pressed against the house to remain out of sight.

Annoyed as he was at all that bullshit, he found himself stopping from making any comments because her voice had cracked a little. He looked over at them.

His annoyance shifted into something softer. “You okay?”

“What? Yeah, I’m just bein’ an idiot.”

He took it on himself to knock and call “We’ll leave if we know you’re in there, just give a shout. We don’t want no trouble.” He hoped his voice sounded somewhat gentle when looked at his friend and shrugged. “Due diligence, right?”

Her expression was tense. “Was this how you felt before you saw the chupacabra? Th-there’s somethin’ not right here, and it ain’t just that all the chickens been attacked, there’s—” A few, loud bangs on the siding and one final “Hello!” and she looked at him, not bothering to finish whatever her thought was. Then she took a few running steps back to that window to look in between the planks like he did and suddenly jolted.

“What’d you see?”

“I just—I think it was a squirrel or a rat?”

Ah. “Guess that answers if anyone’s home,” he said, talking at a normal level now.

“How did those get in? All the windows are accounted for.” She started sprinting around the house, so he jogged along. “All three doors are shut or planked, too. Roof looks fine…”

That was a little weird, he had to admit.

“Daryl? I-I don’t like this.”

Curiosity took over as he squinted up at the top floor, where all windows were either closed or had an unbroken screen. He continued to walk around, checking the top floor and attic space, but everything was intact. “I’ma check out the sheds and the well, then let’s go. We’re wastin’ time.”

Well, the first one was a woodshed, so that was a bust. Nothing else could fit in there but a few more logs. In the second, bigger shed, it was pretty tidy and had the usual stuff in there like a lawnmower, storage bins, shovels, tools, old paint cans.

The way some of the storage bins weren’t flush against the wall made him pause. That thing Y/N said the yesterday about how they’d found foster kids sleeping hidden between furniture and a wall to feel safer popped back into his head.

Wouldn’t you know it, when he looked behind, there was a tarp positioned around two of the bins to make what looked like a small, concealed sleeping area.

It was good, it was real good! And based on the map, this house was close enough to the woods by the highway to have made sense!

He called Y/N’s name and started trying to clue together any other indication of what that was and if it really could’ve been Sophia and for how long she might’ve stayed. Again, he shouted, “Y/N, I’m in the shed!”

The high he was feeling felt as if five espressos were buzzing through him. Must’ve be what Y/N felt like after that coffee mix-up this morning, ha. Where was she? She had to get in there and see it!

He called her name a third time.

It was the way she croaked back “Daryl,” that had his bolt was notched and ready before he’d even left the shed.

“Y/N? What’s goin’ on?” He aimed his sights all around when he saw her.

But his friend was simply standing there, panting, and holding a giant (and unfamiliar?) pair of bolt cutters while she stared at something.

“Y/N?”

The word “the” was repeated five times when lifted her chin toward it and was able to finally spit out the word “hatch.”

He walked closer and looked down at the basement hatch.

“I l-looked in the window again and there was a dead one inside and—” she paused to breathe, and a slow string of words that didn’t connect enough followed. “I didn’t know how the, w-with the squirrel, so I, um, the, it’s—”

“Y/N, hey. Zen.”

Her whole demeanor had changed, especially from how damn cheerful she’d been this morning. Eyes wide, she waved him closer with her good arm and crouched at the hatchway. “Th-the pachysandra was coverin’ it, but the handle,” she held up the bolt cutters, “It’s red, it-it stuck out.”

It took him a few moments to see what she was talking about.

The cellar hatch wasn’t shut. A brick was holding it open. By the looks of it, it had been broken from the outside. The latch was snapped.

“Cockroaches always find a way in,” Y/N whispered.

Nausea splashed through him again when he reached for the crowbar that had been lost in the overgrown ivy stuff and put two and two together, along with what she meant when she said ‘cockroaches always find a way in.’

“You saw just the one walker inside, Y/N?”

A nod. “I stopped looking when I saw him. He was very young. I don’t reckon he would’ve been alone when…” She trailed off and drew her gun.

“Why do you need that?”

“Just checkin’ it again,” she faltered.

“That a silencer on there?” he asked in reference to the extra thing on the end.

She shook her head. “A compensator.”

He had no idea what that meant, but he did know she was most likely fixing to go inside and use that gun. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

“Sophia ain’t in there.”

She ejected the magazine to check the cartridges. “I know.”

“Then what are you doin’?”

With a slide and a click, she loaded it back up. “Giving them rest and buryin’ them. I don’t know exactly what happened or w-what we’re gonna find, but I can give them rest.”

Giving ‘them’ rest. There was no ‘them.’

But instead of saying that or arguing further at what he should have considered bullshit and a waste of time, he was nodding.

“We go in quiet,” he said to her. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

“You’ll help me?”

“Quietly.”

Y/N looked back at her gun and flicked off the safety. “I want this ready when we first go in,” she stated softly. “Please trust me.”

A firm “I do,” came out of his mouth. Why, he wasn’t so sure of.

Their eyes met. She nodded and rummaged through her backpack. Took out a flashlight. Her lips wobbled when she said, “I’ll take care of the little one, okay? You don’t need to see that.”

Looking back, it should’ve seemed foreign and absolutely batshit that he would be busting into a house just to put down geeks. And yet, he gripped the hatchway with one hand, gripped his crossbow with the other, and at her go, flipped the doors open.

........................

You

Time did that thing where it sped up and slowed down, and the strangely comforting feeling of nothing took over.

It was what you feared: home invasion. The residents had been alive at the time, or at least some.

The family in that house loved each other very much, that was plain. Seems they’d all caught the fever, too, unfortunately. The perps must’ve been sick, too, because they’d also turned. Everyone in the home had.

The grandma wrote a note, but the handwriting was hard to decipher, plus it was in Spanish, so you couldn’t make out too much of it. You’d folded it up and put it in your backpack.

While you and Daryl put them to rest, you counted the ones you put down yourself, thought of your mother, thought of the memories of doing this for your middle sister and her family, and prayed that you and Daryl wouldn’t get bitten in the process. You prayed the family in the house was in a better place, and you…you battled back and forth between inwardly telling the two who broke into the house that they were trash and deserved how they went out versus hoping that they found some kind of redemption before the end.

Maybe it was all a horrible mistake and they didn’t realize anyone was still living there. It didn’t appear at first glance that they surrendered once they found out, but...still, you couldn’t know.

Dale’s watch is ticking away, reminding you that you need to get up from the chair you’d sunk into.

It’s time to bury those poor people, and get back out there.

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teeny-tiny taglist :D

@spenciepoo338 @its-freaking-bats @whistlesalot @bitterteapot

(don’t sweat if you want off or on the taglist, my mailbox is open either way)

#twd #twd fanfiction #The Walking Dead #the walking dead fanfiction #slow burn #found family #canon compliant #daryl dixon fanfiction #reader insert #reader-insert #reader insert fanfiction #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon #daryl x you #daryl x reader #the slowpoke series

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beeejayy · 1 year

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spirit from soul eater

🏳️‍⚧️😇🧸🪢🖕🫂👗💤

Anon whoever you are I'm in love with you.

Accidentally made this long sooo

🏳️‍⚧️ a gender hc- HES TRANS HES TRANS I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. he is ftm TRUST ME.

😇 a hc about his religion/lack thereof- oh boy okay this dude? Yeah he definitely grew up religious. But now since he's literally besties with death Spirit doesn't really give a shit but he does still get religious guilt on bad moments of his.

🧸 a hc about his childhood- not good. Yeah not good. I hc he was born in the more uhh red states of America. Maybe Texas, south Carolina or even California. Spirit definitely was THE religious kiss ass kid before joining the academy. His mom acts a lot how I hc Kami to be which uh. Yeah I won't get into that. Spirit's father was absent and he was forced to go to church every time he did something his mom didn't like. After he even HINTED at wanting to be a boy he'd get sent to his grandparents place.

🪢 a hc about their family- okay this is basically like the last one. He was TOTALLY either the oldest child or middle child. He was in charge of raising his siblings and if he had an older sibling they DEFINITELY were the first one to find out he was a weapon and wield him for a while. His mom called him many bad names and sent him to the academy thinking it was a place to get rid of his ability, they kinda never showed up again after dropping him off though. His siblings accepted him as trans btw.

🖕 a hc relating to anger- ONG OMG OKAY OKAY SO I HC HIM HAVING ANGER ISSUES BECAUSE I HAVE THEM. He can get violent when angry, he's not a violent person by any means it just happens and usually happens when he's by himself. Stein though when Spirit is drunk and Stein jokes or presses his buttons too much about the dissecting thing, Spirit will start hitting him. Stein thinks it's funny tho.

🫂 a friendship hc- alright so this will never happen but it COULD IF THEY DIDN'T HAVE SO MANY PROBLEMS but Marie and Spirit COULD BE FRIENDS THEY COULD. Realistically Marie wouldn't want that at all. I've talked about this before with someone but they're like different sides of the same coin. Okay I'm gonna stop because I'm going to make this a really long fucking post but. They could be friends they'd bond over women and other shit TRUST ME.

👗 a hc about their clothes- everything he wears has a cross on it. If it isn't his clothing it's the cross necklace he wears under his shirt. This is pretty short but yeah. Spirit mainly likes his regular attire even if he's very sweaty under it. He does like Stein's clothes even if the stitching is tacky to him. Spirit doesn't really care about clothing much, his drawers are very empty.

💤 a hc about their sleep- ooooh boy. Spirit is still a heavy sleeper, he DEFINITELY snores LOUD. But does get a lot of nightmares, he wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, always feels cold he hates sleeping. He usually falls asleep accidentally on his couch or on the floor. Though, sorry about adding Stein in these but if he ever moved back in with Stein he'd enjoy sleeping next to Stein. At first he couldn't do it he'd sneak out to the couch or have VIOLENT nightmares but after a while trusting Stein wouldn't hurt him he'd be pretty good.

Wow did not mean to make that that long. Thank you SO much for the ask I genuinely love talking about Spirit Albarn.

#thank youuuu ^_^#soul eater #spirit albarn #these are all canon btw

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weirdcat1213 · 1 year

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YEY THE HORRORS i mean YEY THE BOOKCLUB :D

thoughts on volume 6 (oh boi we're almost halfway someone hold me pls)

chap 1:

-OH MY GOD ITS HIM I FORGOT ABOUT HIM FOR A MOMENT (not in general, ik he's in 98)

-HEY HIS WINGS MAY BE CREEPY BUT THEYRE ALSO BEAUTIFUL TO ME >:[

-HOWEVER i love how yeah they are scared af but also get that vash as a person is not bad and they don't leave his side

-WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOUR BF LIKE THAT STOP STOP STOOOOOP. IDC THAT HE IS A LITERAL LASER CANON HES STILL JUST A LITTLE GUY

-are we...supposed to notice how bad the state of the gun is or...?

-nono brandon is right, i would also not give good guns to cops

-vash i fucking swear-

-SHUT UP YOU FUCKING COP >:[

-BRO WTF

-YEAH BRANDON CALL HIM OUT

-MY FAVORITE WEIRD CREATURE IS HERE

-ok in my 1st read didnt get that, idk why but i was confused about meryl getting worried for some reason. but she has a (sad) point. will one day the ptsd related to violence and guns be enough to make vash not shoot his gun? shes asking an interesting question. shes literally asking how much can vash take imo.

-wait so...was the replacement gun...the one in stampede??? (i will compare them later)

-DONT LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE GENTLE EYES MAN CMON

-I didnt notice he took the punisher lmao

chap 2:

-:c wolfwood having nightmares its not even a hc, IT IS CANON

-NOT THE FLASHBACK OF VASH CRYING BLOOD OUCH NO PLS NO

-:c im not even mad at wolfwood calling vash a monster cuz it must be fucking TERRIFYING but it still hurts :c

-you could...but youre not gonna

-"so yeah you cant be there for every problem in the pla- HOLD UP WHERE ARE YOU GOING"

-lmao meryl is like me fr

-this time i got most of the fight but i think we can all agree the mpv was the table

chap 3

-YEY LEGATO IN THE.....metal handbag?

-YES ELENDIRA FUCKING READ HIM

-OH MY GOD HES HERE HES HERE OH GOD NO

-i remember i was so confused i didnt realize THATS HIS FUCKING TONGUE

-also did double fang kill trail of death?

chap 4:

-OH I LOVE THIS SCENE SM. i also hate walking in a place with a shit ton of people

-YES IT IS BABY, THATS THE SAME CHILD YOU [so so redacted] WOOOOOOOOO (i love this chapter)

-oh...yeah that...oh

-"we cant survive without her power, neither can you" dude...dont...just dont

-ah yes. the hair. yeap. just a cool artistic decision. yeap.

-also i forgot how fucked up the last run was here

-oh he felt it, i saw that in his eye

-oh so he also went apeshit....ohhhhh. ok so if vash went apeshit cuz of a physical fight or flight reaction (I THINK) did knives go apeshit cuz of hate? the physical need to kill people in revenge? nice

-BRO WDYM "why not just end this crusade?" YOU JUST SAW WHY HE WOULD NEVER END IT

-oh that was his last straw. one thing is him being tricked by a human but that lie affecting his brother? the one thing he's trying to protect (yes ik he's not doing the greatest job at it) from humans? yeah no you gotta die

chap 5:

-NO. NO. NONONONONONON NOT THIS CHAPTER NO

-I HATE THE METAPHOR ALREADY (i love it. i want to yell at nightow my thoughts about it. i will never be normal about it)

-pls no. im begging you. pls dont make me read this again. this is when my sanity starts to break into little raggedy pieces of paper

-i just notices this change happens cuz he got HIS MEMORIES BACK WHAT IF I ENDED IT ALL

-i dont want to read anymore

-its just. so fucking hard. like ik we say hes jesus. but at the same time jesus never felt like that. jesus was born without sin but in vash's eyes he is full of sins and no one can forgive him. bro, honey, god would forgive you anything. you are his favorite im sure. but no matter the arguments for the allegory vash can never be jesus cuz he carries the pain of his "sins" everyday PLUS THE ONES FROM THE HUMANS. idk. im sad and tired. my baby. its ok i forgive you. and im sure rem forgives him. im sure. im sad

-anyway, back to the kinda normal thoughts

-also i think vash thinking he has to forgive himself is kinda flawed. like instead of forgiveness he has to accept what happened and i think those are different things. ofc yeah july was messed up but he never intended to do it. idk

-ANYWAY

-huh, those speakers look like eyes

-cant even swallow in misery in peace anymore lmao

-:c not the day drinking

-i think thats vash talking but yeah....nothing is easy for my guy. hes kinda right, better than crying ig...

-i prefer spike-isms but i will also take needle noggin-isms thank u

-that man can move in such unnatural ways *hears the uncanny vash people cheer at a distance*

-oof, the ptsd got meryl

-also the question is not whether vash was going to take the bullet or not, the real question is how hard does that question makes me cry

- SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUP

-OOF, i mean i 100% get meryl but OOF

-also YES THATS WHAT I FUCKING MEAN. AND I READ THIS ON [redacted] A FEW WEEKS AGO. THE BALANCE BETWEEN EXTREMES ITS JUST NULL, ITS NOT A COLOR AT ALL. his love and faith in humanity vs the pain they cause him...that balance creates a colorless emotion and IM SAD ABOUT IT.

-i hate that final page. i fucking hate milly protecting meryl from her memories while comforting her while protecting her from the rocks, i hate the people still insult vash even when he was long gone, i hate to see the children who saw the same thing as their parents try to convince them to stop because they know vash would never hurt people on purpose only to be ignored..and more than anything i hate vash apologizing for something he has no control over.

-ALSO I ALSO FEEL LIKE CRYING VASH-

[let it be on the record that i needed a minute to continue with the volume]

chap 6:

-OH NO IT STARTS

-"how could i have known?" youre telling me you spent years studying yourself and other plants and never saw one with black hair? really? (im not saying its a plot hole, im saying he was too distracted being a dick)

-so that was his imagination im assuming

-TESLA MENTION WE WIN

-OH GOD OH NO PLS GET ME OUT OF HERE NO PLS NOT THIS

-i love her dialogue with the funny glasses lmao, she really was the only mom ever

-oh..here come the tears

-oh right..they used to be like this

-oh...oh god

#trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #IM IN SO MUCH PAIN AND TURMOIL #MY BABY MY 150 Y/O BABY

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takerfoxx · 2 years

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Another day, another year. Afraid I'm still chugging away at that damned RD chapter and will do so for some time yet, but hey, let's kick things off on a positive note! Here's the next installment of WN girls watch The Rebellion Story, this time taking place from when Homura's labyrinth dissolves to the birth of Homucifer.

And yes, I know last time I said that the next update would be the last, but c'mon. When has my predictions ever been in any way accurate?

Reminder:

G=Gretchen

H=Homulilly

Op=Ophelia

Ok=Oktavia

Ca=Candeloro/Mami

Ch=Charlotte

...

=Homura’s labyrinth dissolves=

Ch: So, is that it? Is this finally the real world?

Ca: I think so.

H: Well, I guess that’s my corpse.

Ch: I don't think you’re dead yet.

H: It’s kind of an inevitability.

Ca: You know, for someone who just learned that the last several months of her life were a complete lie, I seem to be taking things rather well. I mean, what do I even do now that it’s over? Just go home?

Ch: Hush. Not the time.

...

Op: And here’s everyone in that fever-dream that was actually real, all safe and sound!

Ch: They’re in for one hell of a rude awakening.

Ok: Okay, I see Hitomi and Kyousuke, that tweaking teacher, some random dude, and Madoka’s family. Again! Where’s my family?

Ch: Who knows?

H: I suppose I just didn’t know them.

Op: I’m more interested in that random dude. Who was he?

Ok: Who the hell knows? Homura’s second cousin, twice removed?

G: What about Hitomi and Kyousuke’s families? Were they brought over?

Ok: Guess not.

G: You’d think that they’d notice how empty their houses are.

Ok: I guess. Maybe they were there, and they’re just sort of offscreen.

Op: That still doesn’t explain that random dude.

Ok: Babe, let it go.

Op: I know, I know, but now that I’ve seen him, I can’t stop thinking about him. Like, who is he?

...

Op: Well, this is kind of tragic.

H: Everything about this is.

Op: I mean, I get my girlfriend back from the dead, but now that’s it’s over, she’s gone!

Ch: I’m sorry, Ophelia, but I for one am very glad that I’m now out of the picture.

G: It wasn’t that bad, was it?

Ch: A nightmare doll and an idiot child. Face it, I drew the short straw in this.

...

G: Huh? Wait? What’s going on?

H: You’re coming to take me away, I suppose. Thank God.

Ok: Literally. Thank Madoka.

Op: Godoka.

Ch: There’s that Law of Cycles thing again.

G: Oh, yeah. They never did explain what that was. Hey, do you suppose that their afterlife is like ours? Like, do they have a Freehaven and everything?

Ca: I don't think so. I think whatever witch-erasing wish you made, it changed things.

Op: Nothing stopping the new afterlife from making a Freehaven.

G: Maybe it’s a...a real afterlife! I mean, one that doesn’t try to be like the world of the living, and instead is all...spiritual with...clouds and halos?

Op: No offense, but that sounds boring as fuck.

G: Yeah, I realized that when I said it.

Ch: Well, maybe in going there, you’re changed on a spiritual level? I mean, you lose your mortal body and become one with some kind of all-seeing consciousness or something?

H: You mean like Nirvana.

Ok: The band?

Op: BORING!

Ch: You wouldn’t get bored in that state, since boredom is a mortal concept!

Ok: And I’ll have you know that Nirvana’s music was absolutely revolutionary and not boring at all-

Op: No, babe. She means Nirvana as if in the religious concept, not the band. The band was named after the concept.

Ok: Oh. Uh, now that I think about it, that’s kind of obvious.

...

=Madokami descends=

G: Oh, wow.

Op: Jesus. Talk about rolling out the red carpet.

Ok: Pink carpet.

Op: Pink is a shade of red. Just...lightish red.

G: Is that me? Is that what my...uh...

Ok: Goddess.

G: I’m not a goddess!

Ok: Oh, yeah? What do you call that, then?

Ch: You do look pretty godlike.

Op: ...was that a green elephant?

...

G: Oh. My God.

Op: How can it be ‘your God’ when you are God?

G: Don't call me that. Please.

Op: So, hey. How many prayers gets us holy luck in the lottery?

G: I’m not God!

Ch: Yeah, but it looks like you would’ve been. Regretting things now?

G: No! I don't want to be God! Why would anyone want to be God?

Op: Omnipotence?

G: And do what with it? Like you said, it would all just be so boring!

Op: Yeah, I guess you have a point. Also, care to explain the green elephant?

G: No.

...

Ok: Well, there we are again.

Ch: Oh goody.

Op: So, you’re like Shinigami or something? Come to take Homura away?

Ca: That would leave the two of us...yeah.

Op: Yup.

=awkward=

...

G: What’s going on with my hair?

Ok: No matter what, you get the stupidly long appendages.

G: At least with the legs it makes sense!

Ok: ...no, it doesn’t!

Op: Do you think they’re prehensile? Like, can you use them to pick things up or something?

G: If I’m God, why would I need to?

Ch: Oh, so now you’re okay with being God!

G: I’m not, she is!

...

G: Well, I guess this is the end. Homura gets taken away.

H: Believe it or not, this is actually kind of a relief.

Op: I’ll say. You get...basically what we have now. Together with your honey-bun in the afterlife.

G: Did you just call me honey-bun?

Ch: Kind of dragging this out, aren’t they?

G: I’m starting to get a weird feeling.

...

Op: Um, why did it suddenly get all sinister?

=Homura grabs Madokami’s wrists=

H: Wait! What?

Op: HOLY-

Ch: What the fuck?

=stares in silence for a bit=

Op: Is...Is Homura turning evil?

H: What. What. What.

G: What’s going on? Why is this...

=more silence=

G: Please. Stop.

Ok: On it!

=pause=

Op: Uh...well, that was a plot twist.

H: What in the name of all that is holy is going on?

G: Homulilly, please remember, this isn’t you, you didn’t do this.

H: I know. I know. But...clearly I would have gotten to a point that...but why?

Ch: What is she even doing, though? What’s going on?

Op: Yeah, I mean, this is what she wanted, right? To...be with Madoka with no Incubator bullshit?

Ch: You would think!

Ok: Um...hey, who’s up for a break?

H: No.

Ok: No?

H: No. I’m not leaving this hanging. I need to know what she does and why. Play it.

Op: Lilly, you sure about this?

H: I am. I need to know.

Ok: Okie-dokie...

=plays=

...

G: Wait, so she pulled me out of...me?

Ch: Oh.

H: Oh, what?

Ch: I’m starting to...never mind. We’ll talk about it after.

Op: Jesus, look at this mess! What’s she becoming?

...

H: So they save me from being a witch only for...I don't get it!

Ca: I don't think she’s becoming a witch. This is something else.

G: Am I...is she trapping us together or...?

...

Ok: Did she just eat the world?

H: More than that.

Op: There goes the solar system.

Ch: Galaxy.

G: She’s taken over the whole universe.

Op: This is...Wow.

...

Ok; And, okay! Random-ass knitting spool!

Ch: These animators just can’t help themselves.

H: Please. Let’s stay focused.

Ch: Sorry. It’s just...okay.

...

H: Well. There I am. In the void, and...

=frustrated noises=

Op: You okay?

H: I guess? I’m just...Wow.

=Homura crunches soul gem=

Ok: Like an egg.

Op: Finger-lickin’ good.

G: Guys...

Op: I’m sorry, but what else are we supposed to do?

G: Not crack jokes!

H: It’s okay. Let them.

=Homucifer soul gem created=

Ch: Okay, that doesn’t look evil at all!

H: What do I even need it for? What’s even the point?

...

=Kyubey’s face appears=

Op: AND NOW THIS FUCKER!

G: Times...a lot. That’s a lot of Kyubeys.

Ok: A lot, a lot! Seriously, why’s there so many?

Ca: The Incubator possesses an infinite number of physical bodies, spread out through several worlds. That’s how he manages so many Puella Magi at the same time. That is why fighting against him is ultimately futile. He cannot be destroyed or even beaten.

H: Oh? Would you like to place some money on that?

Ca: What do you mean, Homulilly?

H: I think I see where this is going. And if I’m right, this might redeem this whole movie for me!

Ch: You know you get fucking terrifying when you’re like that, right?

H: I do. And soon, so will he!

...

Op: Oh, he is scared!

H: Good. He should be.

Ok: I’m lost. So, what, your love for Madoka...broke the universe?

H: The way I see it, if my repeated looping through time gifted Madoka with the magical potential to rewrite reality with a single wish, then surely an equal, yet opposite amount of potential must rest within me. Er, her.

Ok: Opposite how?

=Homura turns into Homucifer=

Ch: Oh, wow.

Ok: DAAAMMMNNN! Homulilly, not gonna lie, but that is a look!

=Gretchen is suddenly very interested=

Op: It’s the black swan.

G: What?

Op: That new dress. It’s the black swan. From Swan Lake. You know, the ballet?

Ch: Oh, shit. Suddenly, that dance-off from earlier makes sense.

H: Does it? Does it, really?

Ch: Well, okay, no, it doesn’t. But it was still foreshadowing!

...

H: There. The Devil. If Madoka became God, there must be a Devil

G: Stop it! You’re not the Devil!

H: She is. Or at least, I would have been. The equal opposite, the shadow to God’s holy light. Restoring balance.

Op: You’re...awfully okay with all of this.

H: I understand, now. Why it’s called the Rebellion Story. This is the story of Homura’s rebellion. Against everything!

Op: And you get to fuck up Kyubey. For real.

H: Yes!

...

G: I don’t see how you can think of this as a good thing!

H: It’s the only way.

G: To do what?

H: The Incubators know about you. About the wish that you made. And they almost got you. Yes, I could have just let myself be taken away, but that wouldn’t stop them from trying again until they trapped you. This prevents that. They will never get you now.

G: Yes! Because you trapped me first!

H: I-

...

Ch: Okay, pause it.

Ok: Don't need to tell me twice...

Ch: Guys. You’re getting too into this. Remember: this is a what-if. None of this happened. Gretchen, you never erased the witches and became God. Homulilly, you never did...whatever the hell that was and became the Devil. It’s not real.

G: I know that! I just don't understand why you all are happy that this happened, that Homura did this to herself!

H: Because I just spent a whole movie learning about all the creative ways the Incubators would have psychologically tortured me to get to you! Forgive me for being glad that Homura found a way to get to them!

=a pause. And then Gretchen runs off. A moment later Homulilly rushes after her=

...

Op: So, um...

Ok: Do you think they’ll be okay?

Ch: Give them time. It’s...a lot to take in.

Op: You didn’t take how you ended up very well, either.

Ch: No, actually, I’m still fuming about that. But this is a bit different.

Ok: Yeah...

=beat=

Op: Hey, um, Candy? Hope you don't mind me asking, but what’s your take on all this?

Ca: All of what?

Op: You know! Let’s put whatever it is that Homura’s doing aside for now. Which way would’ve been better? All of us dying together and coming here while the world carries on, or Homura keeps looping until Madoka makes her big witch-erasing wish?

Ca: Why me?

Op: Well...

Ca: It’s because I’m the only one who remembers what witches are like before coming here, right?

Op: Kind of.

Ca: Well, honestly, I don't know. I don't have an answer for you. Do I love the life we have together and wouldn’t trade it for anything? Yes. Does having Madoka come down and peacefully take girls away instead of letting them become witches sound so much better? Yes. Would I give up what we have here, just throw away everything we’ve gone through and experienced together to let that happen? I don't know. Probably not. Would I think someone would be in the wrong to erase everything we have and replace it with whatever she created in its place? Maybe not.

Ok: Yeah, it’s just...I don't even know if whatever she has is even better. I mean, sure, our deal is really weird compared to what we had when we were alive, but at the same time...it’s not that different? Things still kind of work the same way? We just can’t really die or even get permanently hurt, and everyone has magic, and there’s all the other species of Magical Girl, but it’s not that different. But who knows what Madoka’s afterlife is even like?

Ch: I would say no. Honestly, the idea kind of terrifies me. What if it changes us completely? What if we become something that isn’t even human anymore?

Op: I mean, becoming a witch kind of does that?

Ch: But it’s not the same thing!

Ok: I don't know. I mean, you and I got taken away by Madoka in the movie, and we still seemed pretty human. Um, mostly.

Op: Yeah, I’m with Char on this one. I don't wanna be an angel or become one with everything or whatever the hell it is. Maybe I’m not really Kyoko Sakura anymore, but I still kind of am. Eternal peace or bliss actually sounds kind of boring. So, no Nirvana for me.

Ch: But not the band.

Op: I mean, they’re fine, just not really my thing.

Ch: Heathen.

Ca: Let’s not forget that we don't even know what Madoka’s version of the afterlife is even like. For all we know, it might not be all that different than what we have.

Op: Maybe. But would you take that risk?

Ca: Well, fortunately I don't have to. Like Charlotte said, this is a what-if. It’s not going to happen.

Ok: Does make you think, though.

Ch: Maybe a little too much.

Ca: Yeah.

=pause=

Op: Hope things are okay upstairs.

...

The door to the room that Homulilly shared with Gretchen was shut tight. Homulilly had already tried the doorknob and found it unlocked, but whether that had been because Gretchen was okay with someone following her or if she had been so upset that she had simply forgotten to lock the door wasn’t clear, so Homulilly had ended up leaving it be.

She just felt so twisted up. Watching The Rebellion Story had been one of the most emotionally harrowing experiences of her life, behind only her first few days of existence and that period of time in which Gretchen’s friend Homulilly had shown up out of nowhere and wreaked absolute chaos. Who would have known that watching a simple movie could be traumatic?

(the answer was Charlotte. Charlotte had known, and had advised against it, but of course everyone’s collective curiosity had won out, to their collective regret).

However, for as upsetting as the movie had been to her, it was now upsetting to Gretchen most of all. And Homulilly couldn’t just let things stand. Taking a deep breath, Homulilly raised her hand and rapped her bony knuckles against the door.

“Gretchen?” she said. “Can I, um. Is it okay if I come in?”

The silence that answered her question filled her heart with dread, and all of the whispering doubts that had plagued Homulilly her first few years, the same that she had worked so hard to push back and ignore, suddenly found their voices strengthened.

You screwed up.

She doesn’t want to talk to you.

You hurt her.

You don't deserve her.

You-

“Okay,” Gretchen said softly from the other side.

Sighing with relief, Homulilly opened the door and stepped inside.

#wn rebellion mst

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CHAPTER 5. THE FLAYED. Sorry I just think that’s super dramatic.

1.) Why is that elevator so fast? The kids could have gotten this place shut down so fast just by going to OSHA.

2.) Erica and Dustin are worsties.

3.) They are so far underground. The logistics of getting that elevator built must have been a nightmare.

4.) The evil Russians can’t build elevators but they sure are good at building secret bases under houses.

5.) The subtitles have betrayed me and no longer translate Russian for me. Probably because Joyce and Hopper don’t speak Russian. So like it makes sense but I can still be annoyed because I’m nosy.

6.) Policeman have rules? Man, you really aren’t from around here, my dude.

7.) STOP SHOOTING A MACHINE GUN IN A CLOSED AREA, DIPSHIT.

8.) Joyce is bad at throwing but that Russian is worse at shooting. HOW MANY ROUNDS DID YOU SHOOT WITHOUT HITTING ANYTHING? And people say stormtroopers are bad, but they at least canonically weren’t actually trying to stop them. Pretty sure that dude actually was supposed to be stopping them.

9.) Nancy called Jonathan at 6 am to vague about Will being in danger, something no rational person would do, but it was done to be dramatic so they could cut to other characters.

10.) JOYCE AND HOPPER BICKERING IS SO BORING. SO FUCKING BORING.

11.) I love Max being sassy to Mike. Also excited for this to go from 4 groups to 3 groups.

12.) I missed part of Robin and Erica being sassy to each other because I was giving smooches to my cat on his widdle head. And now he’s cuddling with me. That’s not an update about the show but I feel it’s important.

13.) Steve stops the elevator door with a truly impressive move.

14.) Dustin got called roast beef.

15.) I don’t care about evil Russian guy who looks like if you ordered Arnold Scwarzenegger from Wish.

16.) OHH MY GODDDDDDDD. WHY DID THE DUFFERS HAVE JOYCE AND HOPPER BE SO INSUFFERABLE AROUND EACH OTHER THIS SEASON?

17.) I forgot that they carjack a guy named Todd and it is the Toddfather car.

18.) Steve figures out the potential upside down connection about the same time that Dustin does.

19.) I love that El just breaks into so many places.

20.) Their plan is to use an 80 year old woman like a tracking dog.

21.) I forgot they take Alexei to Murray.

22.) I love Joyce.

23.) I love Robin believing Erica about the comma room immediately while Dustin is like ‘that could be anything’.

24.) It is very funny that the only time Steve wins a fight is against a Russian soldier while in an adorable sailor outfit.

25.) Robin discovers the portal.

26.) I hate that they have Jonathan say he was 100% wrong. He kind of wasn’t wrong. The real enemy is capitalism, btw. The patriarchy too. That being said, “I’m a woman and I want to do this so you’re not allowed to be mad about losing a job you desperately need because your financial situation is completely different than mine” is not a feminist take, actually. Like Nancy has her own phone in her room. She has her own TV. Her mom is a stay at home mom. She doesn’t have to worry about how she’s going to pay for college or if she has connections for a job because she has both. She can even blow off a job in the summer before her her senior year because it’s not that important. Jonathan doesn’t have any of those luxuries.

Like yes, Nancy was right about this case and she was right to pursue it, but Jonathan wasn’t wrong to want to drop a case that looked like nonsense to keep a job he needed. Or at least not rock the boat with it. It was also just kind of naive that Nancy thought that there was an amount that would make a bunch of sexist men who saw her as a couple years away from being worth fucking to see her as a professional. There literally wasn’t. They didn’t ask for proof, they asked for her to shut he fuck up and get them coffee.

27.) I love Lucas being the one to notice a moment to actually talk to El. Dustin may think he’s the smartest child out of the boys, but it’s actually Lucas.

28.) I forgot that they get chased.

29.) The flirting going back and forth between carnage in the hospital while Nancy and Jonathan run for their lives is something.

30.) so many people get choked this season.

31.) Jonathan gets his ass beat this season.

32.) For every time that ugly man disrespects Nancy Drew, he owes me 20 dollars, so he owes me a lot.

33.) I think they just killed like 1/5 of the papers staff at least. Do either of them get to have a moment to reckon with the fact that they killed two human beings?

34.) The bodies melted into bad CGI that is STILL DISGUSTING.

35.) Have you heard of a meet cute and a meet ugly? Now in season 3 episode 5, you can see a meet disgusting where two blobs come together to form into a mini mind flayer.

#stranger things #stranger things rewatch #s3e5 #stranger things s3e5

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