#the obstacles he faces

[breezypunk]

I already know I want the boys to have been frozen for over 200 years. In separate vaults, so they could never see each other again. Arasaka making sure Goro never makes it out of the Vault, and instead commands him to become the overseers bodyguard/right hand man (an idea from @gonksinlove thanks for that)! <3 otherwise he'd be experimented on and left for dead, turned into a ghoul by being injected with radiation.

A few years go by and Goro decides he's going to finally plan an escape, to try and find Vaughn, get back to his lost love, but he was caught. Knowing what he had planned to do, the overseer decided he needed a fate worse than death, and threw him in the cyro-pod so he'd never have a chance to see or find Vaughn again.

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The opposite side holds Vaughn in a vault with the Aldecaldos, but only some, since the clan got separated when Arasaka infilitrated their camp looking for Goro, naturally everyone freaked out and some scattered, Panam being thrown into a mosh-pit and taken away from Vaughn as well.

Vaughn couldn't live with knowing Goro was out there, possibly dead, possibly hurt, and knowing he may never see him again, and after he found out his Vault also held cryo-pods, willingly put himself in it, hoping one day he'd wake up and see Goro again, even if it was thousands of years into the future.

(This feels like going into Mikoshi and waiting until you get a new body while your love is in real-space waiting for you in Japan sdjksjks)

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277 years later, Goro's pod malfunctions, and out steps a man now in a world completely unrecognizable. Everyone in the vault is dead, bugs are ten times their size, the air feels more.. dangerous than usual. But the one thing he knew for certain, he was going to find the love of his life, no matter how dangerous it was out there.

[haze-of-hyperfixations]

a concept. to consider. what if. what if there was a Remember Them reprise after the Thunder Saga. "We are not to let them die in vain" except he's the only one left so it's "I am not to let them die in vain." and there's no backing chorus of his men. because. they're all dead.

and the line takes on a whole new meaning now that he's the one who chose to let them die.

(not in vain. it can't have been in vain, it can't have been for nothing. i have to see her. i have to see her, because if i don't make it home, those men died for nothing. the ends always justify the means. i can justify anything as long as it ends with Penelope and Telemachus both in my arms again. but if it doesn't-

but it will. it will. it has to.)

and our- ... -and my comrades will not die in vain...

[miniagula]

they make me ILL and SICK IN THE HEAD

[liquidstar]

honestly does anyone else think that the what:if routes are perhaps telling us that some sort of collision between subaru and reinhard is just inevitable in nearly every route

[wonder-worker]

"It is too easy to dismiss [Leonor of Navarre] as an overambitious schemer who would do anything to obtain a crown, shedding the blood of her own siblings and her subjects in order to attain the throne. However, a deeper investigation of her long lieutenancy and ephemeral reign shows a woman who fought tenaciously to preserve her place but also worked tirelessly to administer a realm which was crippled by internal conflict and the center of the political schemes of France, Aragon, and Castile. She tried to broker peace, fight off those who opposed her, repair the wounds caused by conflict, protect the sovereignty of the realm, and keep the wheels of governance turning. Leonor was not always successful in achieving all of these aims but given the background of conflict and the lack of cooperation she received from all of her family members, bar her loyal husband, it is a huge achievement that she survived to wear the crown at all. Many writers have argued that Leonor deserved the troubled lieutenancy, personal tragedies, an ephemeral reign, and a blackened reputation, basing their assumption that she committed a crime that cannot be [conclusively] proven. However, a more fitting description of her would be that of a resolute ruler who successfully overcame a multitude of challenges in order to survive in a difficult political landscape and gain a hard-fought throne.”

-Elena Woodacre, "Leonor of Navarre: The Price of Ambition", Queenship, Gender and Reputation in the Medieval and Early Modern West, 1060-1600 (Edited by Zita Eva Rohr and Lisa Benz)

[under-a-lilac-moon]

truly amazing how many immortalised incredibly culturally significant figures jonathan sims looks like and/or is parallel to.... jesus christ................. king minos judge of the damned............... bruno madrigal......

[shroudkeeper]

"I failed you.”

When they were given a moment of privacy, these were the first three words that he whispered, against her tear-stained cheek, struck her core, dismantling her from within. He could not see her quivering lips beyond the white bandage, nor the silent complaint made by her hands against his proclamation. What followed was a broken sob and a strained apology as his forehead pressed to hers. His face was pallid, his skin cool to the touch, but he was alive, he was breathing, and he was with her.

“I am sorry, my lady,” her body reacts with a shudder as he expressed deep regret at not obtaining the treasure, he sought to claim for her, she could only fathom how long this has festered in his mind, taken root in his heart.

Her fingers found his lips, pressed gingerly against them. He had no reason to apologize, for his actions were noble, but if his life was taken for this wish to grant her voice, she rather be silent for all of her lifetimes ..than lose him in this one they shared.

“I wanted to find it for you, to prove to your clan my worth and earn your hand, and I couldn't --” he managed against her fingertips, but soon found himself leaning into her opened palm, wanting nothing more than to feel the comforting touch of his loved one. It had been, what he felt like, moons since he last was able to find comfort in such intimacy. She did not pull back, and he felt the tension in his muscles relax when her other hand fell to the cut of his jaw.

There was much she wished to tell him with this time granted, that of all the treasures in this world, this feeling of relief held far more worth than anything physical.

Her touch parted from his features, and he felt her body suddenly crush his own into a firm embrace, pulling the haori he wore between her slender, trembling fingers. He could feel her chest rise and fall with each heartbreaking, shallow breath, feel the dampness sink into the cloth upon his shoulder.

“Lady Takahashi,” he began as his nose pressed against her lilac hair, pressed his lips to those silken tresses to take in her perfume. For some time all he knew was the aroma of ointments and balms, the floral tones upon her skin felt like a faraway dream, one he believed would dissolve into memory.

“ I..love you,” these were the last three words that fell away from his lips with a long exhale. Before he left, he confessed this to her father, he wanted to tell her and offer his whole life to her when the time was appropriate. But, with all of the circumstances working against them, now seemed to be the best time, he was not sure if he would be afforded another opportunity.

She knew already, she had always known, but even in knowing his feelings, hearing it stoked a flame within her that she had tried desperately to keep alive.

I love you. I love you.

The words would not grace his ears, but she would demonstrate it, when he was able to leave, she would show him the amount of love she held in her heart, how it mended the anguish she had felt for several moons since their parting. However, that would need to wait..

She was asked away by the healer who arrived to care for his injury. Before she departed he felt the warmth of her breath melt upon his lips, and the faintest touch that forced his lips to part in anticipation.

Her arms unraveled from his frame, fingers trailed over his golden hair and cupped his cheeks to allow a moment for her hands to chart the curvature of his visage. He could not see it, for now, but he felt it upon his lips..

..ghostly touch of her smile.

[01zfan]

Honest question by someone whos never kissed. Is it real that glasses fog up during kissing? If so...damn how does that work like you cant see anymore

LMFAOOOOO well speaking from experience unfortunately they do i think it’s because when your face is so close to someone elses and that body heat and heavy breaths…u either deal with the fog or have your glasses taken off and deal with the blindness.

[faceeeeee]

Jax is very gay to me but if they ever cave and give him a wife i hope shes really butch and stinky. You know. To contrast his twinkish charms. I hope shes the strongman of the circus too. Hes the side of a cell phone compared to her.

As much as I enjoy some of the different ships people come up with I always interpret them as alternate/ hypothetical situations and I don't really think he should have a canon partner (also given by the fact that goose herself said that there will be no romance in the series).So in regards to this hypothetical ship....

It's still kind of a funny thought but I don't think it would really work?? I would agree if Jax was a snobby know it all with an ego the size of the universe and that could make for some interesting interactions with a 3 meter titan of a gal that towers over him and grabs him around (think of "My girlfriend is an orc warlord" by Marko Raassina). Then I would be all for it but because I see Jax as a real piece of shit who craves for control I think this supposed gal would punch the ever living shit out of him.

[eternalchemy]

now hear me out.

[zorosdimples]

Talk to me about Oliver aiku he INTRIGUES me but I also want to bat him away with a 5ft pole

jas, oh my god—where to begin?

oliver aiku is the worst.

he’s tall, strong, and dangerously good-looking with heterochromatic eyes and a perpetual five o’clock shadow. he’s friendly and charismatic—off the field, anyway—and talented at his sport. he can be reckless, sure, but what guy his age isn’t?

the issue with oliver is that he’s self-aware. he knows he’s attractive, in looks and personality. he knows this and uses it to his advantage. when he’s not at practice or at games, he always has some beautiful person hanging onto his muscular arm like an accessory. he’s short of no one to warm his bed, to accompany him to events, or to spend a night out with.

when you meet oliver, you can tell with a single glance that he is the dictionary definition of a walking red flag. he tells you everything you want to hear and lays on the charm so thick you’re nearly drowning in it. but you’re not stupid. one google search reveals the hordes of people he’s been with in the last year alone. he would be great if you were looking for a fling or a one night stand, but you’re looking for something more. no matter what saccharine lies leave his lips, you know that he will never be serious enough to give you what you need.

oliver is not used to rejection. especially from a pretty thing like you. he gets it, you want a boyfriend, blah blah blah. he can give you the boyfriend experience for a few weeks—maybe even a month or two—before he gets bored and finds his next victim. so why the fuck won’t you give him the time of day? have you seen him? have you watched him play? have you listened to anything he has said?

oliver has pulled out all the stops for a single chance. and nothing works.

oliver is not used to rejection. so when you reject him, he can’t stop thinking about you. you plague his every thought. he goes out with dozens of other people but he’s completely disinterested. he hasn’t fucked someone in months. he thinks he’s sick. when he realizes how hung up he is on you, he’s pissed. who gave you the right to occupy his mind? his focus is shot, his game is off, and he’s in a perpetually foul mood.

it isn’t until he entertains the idea of being with you—dating you, getting to know you, doing mundane things with you—that he calms down. when he thinks about being your boyfriend, it makes him…well, happy. he’s whipped for the first time in his life.

like the insufferable man he is, oliver wants what he cannot have. and he will do anything to anything to make you his and keep you that way.

[thelostgirl21]

Am I the only one that really struggles with the idea of Radskier's current relationship status being listed as "Ex-Lovers" in the shipping wiki, or...?

[ratmans-notebooks]

i have to stop looking at blogs with vile takes im getting so worked up for nothing

[kyuala]

SOOOOOO hard to go through everyday life trying to ignore the never-ending feeling that im just irreparably fucked up and therefore should just give up on everything

[bubmyg]

allow me to reiterate: the best run episodes are when jeongguk is just being round in his own little world somewhere. my sources: the blue village episodes (confused as hell. bad at math. ate all the cookies), the hyundai museum episode (was unaware it was a competition. took a nap. didn’t believe the staff that everyone went home), ep 145-147 (collecting his pretty scarves. wrongly accused. still deserves an apology from his vulture hyungs)

[mukoda]

SAEKOOOO THE CUTEST EVER!!! EVERYONE CHEER FOR MY FAVORITEST GIRL