#like i actually thought that last part. in my dream

[writteninlunarlight-years]

The Things I Wanted To Say

This is part two of the story Things I Wish I Got To Say. This is another old one that I must have deleted when I purged my account when I went on hiatus.

You were like any other demon in hell. You were cold and calculating, standoffish and stubborn. It was cute, but I wouldn’t tell you that to your face. I knew you had your set ways in life, and I had mine. I never thought the day would come when I would never see that familiar smile again. Something so cherished in my time by your side that I refused to forget even in my new life.

I thought surely Charlie's magical ideas would never be actual or possible. However, her smile and joy were so contagious that I returned to that hotel countless times to help her achieve her dreams. See, when I died the first time, I was being attacked; in my defense from the attacker, I killed them, and I was cast to hell. It's an odd thing to be considered a sinner, but I wouldn’t change it for the world, especially since I got to see you all those days.

What hurt the most when I left hell wasn’t the sword to my chest or the ringing in my ears. It was knowing I would never see that smile again. That was the worst part of it all, honestly. I got so used to the sound of your static, the buzz of your voice, the joy hanging off your arms.

I still remember when you taught me how to dance. I was horrible at it, I know, but you made me feel like I was the best at it all the same. You made me feel the best at a lot of things, from dancing to cooking. You even let me write scripts for you a time or two. 

I still laugh when I remember how I told you ‘I Know’ when you confessed your love for me. Would you believe me if I told you I was just scared you were lying to me? Yet when you held me close after saying it, you washed all those worries away. I was fortunate to be there with you.

I sometimes still wish I listened to you that night when you begged me to run away. Maybe had I listened, I would still be by your side or have seen your smile. Yet I didn’t. Would you like to know why, my love? Because the thought of you dying without me was too heartbreaking to handle. I couldn’t imagine a life without you, yet here I was, making you live without me.

When I arrived in heaven with Pentious, everyone was shocked. These two angels were there, Emily and Sera. One sure looked more happy than the others. However, Pentious and I fought to make Charlie's dream a reality here in Heaven, too…I know she saw me up here when she visited last. Did she tell you I was alive and well?

Do you care I am alive and well?

I wish to see you again, my love…maybe one day, you will be redeemed as well.

To: My Radio Demon

From: Your Doe

A loud banging was heard at my door. I rushed to cover up my desk, and as I made my way to the door, I straightened myself out, whipping my eyes from the tears I let out. Charlie had brought me the letter that Alastor had written in my absence, and I felt compelled to respond even if he would never read it. Opening the door, I see the young Seriphem Emily standing before me with a bright smile. “OH, Y/N, YOU NEED TO COME WITH ME QUICK!” 

I laughed. She was always so happy when a new batch of hotel residents was redeemed. She always wanted Pentious or me to be there so we could help them adjust to this new life. “Em, please I…I have had a long day…How about you ask Pentious to go instead.” Though I hated to see her frown, she nodded in sad agreement. I closed the door and returned to my desk, looking at the two letters next to each other. When would Charlie be back to give this to him? Would he even read it? Does he hate me for dying? 

As thoughts swam through my head, I recounted the years since my arrival here in Heaven. Looking at all my new photos of my time and journey here, I wondered if my old room in Hell still had those photos from my time there. Charlie said Alastor wouldn’t let a soul into my room once I was gone. 

It took a lot of arguing and convincing to get the angels on Charlie's side even after we appeared here in Heaven. Yet I couldn’t be more proud of the progress all of us have made. Smiling, I let more tears fall. I missed you so much. As I let the dam of emotions release, I heard another knock at my door.

I hoped it wasn’t Emily, though I have always been kind; I knew my current temper would rival my old self in Hell. “EMILY GO AWAY I CAN’T GO OUT NOW!” 

I had so much sorrow and pleading in my voice that I hoped she understood. Yet the knocking continued, only growing more frantic. I sighed, not even bothering to clear my desk as I made my way to the door. Em had often seen me cry over Alastor, so why would this time be any different? 

As I opened the door, time seemed to freeze, to stop dead still. I couldn’t believe my eyes. A new wave of tears and emotions overran my being, and before I knew it, I was jumping into Alastors' arms.

“Hello, dear, long time no see. Did you miss me?” He spoke so clearly, with no static or radio edge. It was odd at first, but it made no difference; the man I loved was standing before me here right now. “Alastor! You are here! How? What?” As I spoke, I pulled away and saw he no longer sported the Red and Black of his typical look. No, he looked ethereal, angelic. Alastor had been redeemed, The Alastor, overlord, and soul owner was redeemed. “Well, my darling, it took a lot of work and quite a few freeing of souls to make this happen.” He smiled, but not the strained, forced smile; it was a regular, normal smile. I felt so at peace; my Alastor was back.

“Oh, Al, you did all of this for me?” He nodded his head, pulling me back into him once more. This time, over his shoulder, I could see a smiling Charlie, Pentious, and Em at our reunion. Pulling me back to face him, I yanked him into the room and closed the door. “Al, we have so much to catch up on; there is no time to waste.” A warm chuckle left his chest as he held me once more. We had all the time in the world now, safe from hell, contracts, and everything that wasn’t our pure, happy love.

I finally have the chance to tell him all the things I wanted to say…

[angeldrawsstuffs]

So something is definitely up with Mrs. Castillo, right?

Like, in the sets she’s depicted dreamcrafting with an hourglass, she just generally seems to be way too chill with the Dream Chasers openly discussing the Dream World in front of her, seems to take a more active role in the Dream World than other dreamers we see, AND her comment in “Sound of Sirens” about recognizing the Dream World.

My first thought was that maybe she’s Lunia? This doesn’t exactly work with my theory about Logan being Lunia’s kid, which I believe more in, but I do want to tease this idea for a moment, even if it’s just a crack theory.

If we go with the idea Lunia was as old as, or even a little older than Oz during the Nightmare King’s first imprisonment, Mrs. Castillo would be the right age for her to be Lunia. Not to mention she has a similar loose curl pattern to Lunia, just shorter.

Speaking of her design, look at her dress. We don’t see it often in the show because she’s almost always in her food truck, but her character image shows the full thing

Lotus flowers, which symbolize rebirth, purity, enlightenment, and strength, all of which are pretty good descriptors for Lunia based on what we know of her and how the Night Bureau as a whole saw her. Not to mention her design is primarily blue with whites and yellows (and that one splash of green on her scarf), a color palette that basically matches up almost perfectly with Lunia.

One problem: Mrs. Castillo isn’t an aware dreamer, so how could she be Lunia? Easy: the price she paid to stop the Nightmare King and create the Grim Realm to trap him wasn’t her life, but her memories, her dreamcrafting, and her aware dreaming.

With the implication in S2 the Night Bureau never actually learned who Lunia was in the Waking World, it would make total sense for her to be right under Oz, Beau, and Hannah’s noses the whole time without any of them realizing because, even if they did run into her, she would have no memory of who they are, and that might be enough to rule her out for the Brooklyn Branch, even if there are other similarities. And, if she did lose her memories, it fits well with the themes introduced in S2.

As a final piece of evidence, her last name, “Castillo”, means “castle”. You know, maybe like Castle Nocturnia? The only castle we know of in the series aside from the Grimkeep?

Honestly, writing it all down right now I’m so torn between this theory and the Logan one. Or, who knows? Maybe it’s technically both and my updated theory in light of “Romancing the Spear” throwing a huge wrench into the timeline of Logan potentially being Lunia’s kid is correct. That kind of a theory would probably go like:

When Lunia created the Grim Realm, her body and soul remained, just without her dreamcrafting or memories of the Dream World. Meanwhile, part of her power remained in the Dream World, overtime forming into who we now know as Logan (after all, S1’s finale and S2 E10 show us that pure imagination power can do unbelievable things), thus making both theories true at once.

I’m a bit iffy on the above combined theory, especially since Logan hasn’t been shown with any specific connections to Mrs. Castillo like one may expect if it were true, so it probably is one or the other. Again, I’m more leaning towards the Logan theory, but there’s a weird amount of evidence pointing to Mrs. Castillo at least having a connection to Lunia.

Anyway, that’s enough rambling from me! Let me know what y’all think about this!

[sluckythewizard]

'I wont cry for you, I wont crucify the things you do. I wont cry for you, see, when you're gone, I'll still be BLOODY MARY'

[maddieandangel]

Had a weird Hollow Knight-related dream a couple days ago, so I decided to draw a major scene I remembered from it dgsgshf

More context will be in the tags, for those interested!

[queerstudiesnatural]

i think my brain should be studied i'm being fr

[quil12]

Honestly, this game feels like drugs sometimes

[01tsubomi]

i'm taking the jlpt this sunday and had a stress dream last night abt it bc it sort of snuck up on me and now it's kind of a question of how much my actual japanese abilities will carry me (versus if i should've been cramming on flashcards this past month) but the listening portion is far simpler conversation than my coworkers and i have so. i think that maybe instead of "damn i should've been studying japanese" my perspective should just be "i speak japanese"

[oysterie]

playing so much eo luminous the last few days i tetris effecting fish swimming in the corners of my vision at all times.

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

i read a hannigram fic last night where op decided it was an okay thing to mention vatsyayana and my brain chemistry is fucked now.

[mer-se]

I vaguely mentioned in conversation the other day while making a sandwich how bread at the store has a bunch of gross shit in it and how fresh would be better whatever and I went to the kitchen and saw my dad made a loaf of sandwich bread today and it was on the counter…..made sure it was ready before I went down to make sandwiches for work………love is real.

[james-stark-the-writer]

oh. praying for her lmao, girlie, best to get off of socials while you can, for your own sanity.

and the rest of you lot, don't fucking watch the show. especially not with how zionist the game narrative was.

[alcohol-eyes]

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[suenitos]

teehee

[cityoftheangelllls]

Sorry but I have to get this out and share the amazing dream I had last night!

So I was at a thrift store or something and I saw these Rapunzel wigs that were over 10 feet long and they were on sale for under $6! They were in boxes for some reason so I couldn't see the actual wigs themselves but I just couldn't pass it up so I bought one! It turned out that it was really good quality - not Arda Wigs quality, but still good quality all the same, and it was difficult to style at first but I soon got the hang of it. I intended to use it for a future Barbie as Rapunzel cosplay.

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

I feel so ashamed I actaully followed an ad and bought something

but also not so ashamed bc a) i am getting two new beautiful necklaces (a dragonfly and a turtle!) and b) I'd seen stuff about it before it was only this ad that made me go finally 'okay given that this is a closing down sale of this thing I will make my final decisions regarding purchases' so the ad didn't really influence anything it just made me get on with it

[kindacreepy-kindaugly]

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