It took Edwin, a 16 year old human boy, just over a century to forgive Simon, thus releasing the latter from Hell. And Simon was largely responsible for his death.
Meanwhile Morpheus, a literally Endless being, got dumped by his girlfriend 10,000 years ago and...
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Hey real quick request:
Can yall try to be normal about sex work and nonmonogamy/people who aren't virgins?
The number of asks I get that censor sex work related terms, use outdated and offensive terms, and act like it's something secret and to be ashamed of is unacceptable. Sex work is work. We don't keep random VHS copies of our own pornos in our houses. We aren't "spoiled" or "ruined" because we have sex with colleagues for the camera, and it's not something that should inspire jealousy in any reasonable person. I will never make the boys anything but fully supportive of sex work, and I will not change my Joseph's backstory as a full service survival sex worker just because it "ruins him for you". Grow the fuck up and be normal about the fact that even if you personally are a virgin, not everyone is and that doesn't make them incapable/unworthy of love or devotion or commitment. Casual sex is not abnormal or something you need to psychoanalyse a character about. Just. Please be normal about sex and sex work, all you're doing is making yourself look like an asshole.
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Is Jannik injured? Is he doing this to make Carlos feel better?
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Idc this was a pretty happy ending. As happy as it could get, considering we spent the middle 14 episodes mourning the loss of a life that Hyun-woo could've had had he not been born dirt poor. It was really fitting for them to set up the exact same time for Do-jun and Hyun-woo to fight for the throne and respect, respectively. 17, almost 18 years. Maybe it's bc I haven't read the web novel but whether the story be a simple loopy one or magic realist; it doesn't really negate the previous 14 episodes. I remember I'd told my friend that I felt this was the case of an unreliable narrator, somewhere around episode 4 lol. Why did HW read up everything he could get on Jin Yang-cheol? He was too busy running around working triple shifts, worrying about his family in rampant poverty during his teens and early twenties to know the intricacies of stock market, economy, Seo Taiji's comeback, everything related to everyone and their mother!? Mason's books are sitting somewhere in his backroom probably all dog-eared right now as we speak. He followed the numbers, facts, remembered each fight along with the contemporaneous event in history. That's why he kept winning. I'm attributing the non-romance situation with Min-young to him not knowing the goings-on in their private lives.
Min-young flashbacking to her and Do-jun's initial days kind of confirmed to me that it was both Hyun-woo's outstanding guilt as well as comatose- time travel to blame for this series. "Repentance" once an unreliable narrator, always an unreliable narrator.
lol where was I going, this show was beautifully acted, enjoyable and masterfully played onscreen. That's the thing about transformative stories, they have something for everyone. The only bittersweet thing about the finale is that it's ended :(
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HOLD UP WHY ARE THEY SAYING THE BULACAN SHOW IS THE LAST STOP OF THE ACT: SWEET MIRAGE TOUR ALREADY??????
I REALLY THOUGHT THERE WERE MORE SHOWS TO COME SINCE THAT’S WHAT WAS WRITTEN IN THEIR WEBSITE 😭😭😭
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Robin fic snippet
“Kid.” He looked up, vivid, heartbroken anger adulterated by a scrunch between his brows, “You want me to kneecap him?”
“Yes.” Tim drummed his fingers against the wood, shockingly loud, “No. I want”-
“Someone to tell you you’re not crazy.”
Tim said nothing.
“There are no one way bonds,” Elle settled on saying. “Death echoes are not a coincidence. I know nothing about clones and less about aliens, but I do know that what you’re feeling is real, okay?”
Tim swallowed. “When Jason came back, you felt it, right?”
Like a supernova. A sunrise. A falling star, and then just a speck of light, for more than a year, before the Pit’s tide rolled fire back in. Gotham had revived him first, all at once, six feet under and so divorced from humanity it did not understand immediately, the diminished return of life without air.
“I felt it,” Elle said. “Warmth.”
Tim met her gaze. “Sunlight.”
No easy kind of kinship- what Elle would, frankly, wish on exactly no one.
But there was something to be said about the way magic drew people together. Every coincidence in Elle’s entire life- and Gotham itself, the power she’d pulled not calmly spooling away, but sitting up on her ribs in steady weight. Like a cat, purring.
Pleased.
“You have to tell me,” Elle began, settling her fingertips on the edge of the ash tray, lip thick enough it was probably a proper baccarat. In this house, there’d be nothing else. “What the hell not human enough to die, means. Especially if I ever find myself in an alley with this guy.”
“Not a lot of alley’s in Kansas.”
“Do you know,” Elle said, spinning kryptonite between her fingers, “There’s a minor breed of demon that lives only in cornfields. You could summon one with fifty pounds of sugar and half a wish.”
Tim laughed, the sound ravaged. “If you tell me what the hell Jason was thinking, giving you a gun.”
Not a surprise that he’d clocked her- but maybe one that it was questionable.
“I don’t know,” Elle planted her hip against the desk, “Blow big holes in anyone who fucks with you, I assume?”
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