#you can't even see the people in '76 just their hands reaching out

[septembersghost]

take my hand, take my whole life too

Elvis photographed in Memphis, TN, 1956 and Dallas, TX, 1976

these photos struck me being taken twenty years apart and yet the soul of them being so similar - outstretched hands reaching towards him in the light, him leaning forward in their direction in a reciprocal exchange, the touching power of that energy and shared love and expression.

it reminds me again of what Larry Geller wrote: "He was bursting with love and on stage he had a safe way of expressing it, through his music...he was reaching out, and they saw it; in their reaching back, he met them halfway. It was a love affair from the beginning, and his voice, his magic, never left him."

[dawnthefox24]

Sometimes I wish I can animate because if I was listening to Butcher vanity would be my go to for Cassidy and his distain for pork So enjoy this lil sad spooky prompt

*Cassidy is on a mission with Angie,Genji, Mei,Juno and Jack but is frozen in place as he stares at a slaughter house since they got noticed of Talon activity. Soon Cass started to feel the blood reach in head hearing the echos of screams ringing in his head* ????: Mr.Cassidy you okay? Cassidy:*snaps out of it and looks at Juno* Uh yeah..I'm fine... Mei: *looks at Cassidy* You sure? You look like you were about to faint. Cassidy:*looks at everyone staring at him but forces a smile on his face* Mercy: *places her hand on his shoulder*Cole you don't have to do this.. Soldier 76: She's right if you can't handle this then- Cassidy: I'm fine...Just I need a minute... Genji:...You sure? Cassidy:*looks back at the building feeling his blood run cold feeling his blood pound even louder in his head but nods* Yeah I'm fine... Juno:*looks at him and holds her hand out* You can hold my hand if you want to! I-I mean you don't have to since well I-I just... Cassidy:*smiles softly and lowers his hat on his head before tipping it back up* Yeah that would nice. Juno:*takes Cassidy's hand and squeezes it* If you want I can send my rovers in to see it's a safe! Cassidy:*Holds her hand and looks back at the slaughter house before taking a deep breath* So who wants to go inside first! Mei:*takes Genji arm* Come along Genji lets go, then Juno and Cass, last is Angela and Jack. Genji:*nods* That can work, how do you feel about that Cassidy? Cassidy:*still hears the distant screams and knifes chopping against the meat but nods a bit* Y-Yeah... Mercy: Cole...Your pale... Cassidy:*squeezes Juno hand for a moment taking a deep breath* Juno: Tell you what partner! If you feel nervous you just squeeze my hand when you get nervous and we can leave how does that sound!? Cassidy:*looked at Juno and smiles softly* Yeah...That can work. *Soon Mei and Genji went in first, followed by Cass and Juno, lastly Jack and Mercy* Cassidy:*looks at all the hooks, cleavers and meat. Which makes him look down getting hit with the smell of rotten meat making him freeze* ~~~~ Cassidy:*looks up and noticed that he's alone* Oh no...no..no. no no no... Young Cassidy: * looks at his hands and seeing that he doesn't have his prosthetic arm and starts panicking * Fuck...No.... *Cassidy covers his ears hearing the sound of children crying, people screaming, and pigs squealing in pain making him take off running * ~~~~ *Mercy,Juno,Mei,Genji,and Jack all see Cassidy take off running clearly have a panic attack, seeing him just running past the hooks as if he knows where he's going* Genji: *runs after him*KUSO! CASSIDY!! Soldier 76: *runs after Cassidy as well* For the love of-!! COLE!! Juno, Mei and Mercy:*all go after Cassidy* Juno: What happened!? Mercy: Trauma! Juno: But why though!? Mei: Juno we'll talk about that later! Where did he go!? Mercy:* looks around and sighs softly finding Cassidy in a corner bring his knees close to his chest as he looked in shock* Genji:*sighs softly and approaches Cole only for Jack to stop him* Soldier 76: Don't...Who knows how he'll act...You never ever go to someone who have anxiety attack from something like... Mercy:*sighs and sits down in front of Cassidy* Cole... Cassidy:*doesn't say anything as he still has his ears covered with tears rolling down his face* Juno:...May I try? Mercy:...I sure... Mei: Juno... Juno: *walks over to Cassidy and sits down next to him as she doesn't do anything* Cole, if you want I can stay here with you will you be okay? Nod if yes shake if no... Cassidy:*nods* Juno:*smiles* Wonderful, now my friend can I take your hand so we leave together? It's okay if we don't I want to make sure your okay... Cassidy:*nods and looks at Juno* Juno:*smiles softly as she holds her hand out* Come along then and lets look at the ground okay. Cassidy:*takes her hand* *Juno smiles softly as she helps Cassidy up as they leave together slowly leaving the building together.* Mercy:*sighs softly* Winston has some explaining to do asking Cole to do a mission like this....

[azucarmorena97]

Roses || (Namjoon Short Story) Pt.1

"I wish you well. I wish you roses while you can still smell..."

The untouchable man let you stroke his ego but could never be what you needed him to be. You both knew what it was from the beginning, but it didn't stop you from falling in the worst way possible...

The night you met him, rain was pouring down like you'd never seen; In hindsight, probably an omen of what was to come.

You were drenched and, not having expected rain that day, you'd forgone a coat over your dress. The usually packed city streets were emptying rather quickly as people ran into different shops to find some sort of shelter, and you did the same. You'd settled under an awning, crossing your arms over your chest as you watched on in horror. "How the hell am I getting home...?" You muttered, kicking the toe of your shoe into the ground.

Suddenly, the door to the business you were standing in front of swung open, bumping into your side. "Watch it," You said irritatedly, furrowing your brows. "Oh my- I'm so sorry. I didn't see you-" A man emerged from behind the door, a bag hanging from his left wrist while the right held his partially opened umbrella. He wore a nice gray suit, though his tie was loose around his neck and his coat sat ON his shoulders rather than him wearing it. He looked oddly familiar...

"It's fine," You said, stepping back to give him more space. You tucked a lock of hair behind your ear and then turned your attention back to the rain.

"Are you alright?" He asked, letting the door close, though he made no move to fully open the umbrella. Probably for fear he'd stab you in the eye with such close proximity. You sighed, "Yeah, I'm fine." "This rain is ridiculous, isn'r it?" "Tell me about it," You responded, glancing over at him. "I can't help but notice you don't have a coat." You shook your head. "Nope. The weatherman really let me down."

He chuckled, "Well, lucky for you- I'm always prepared." With one swift motion, he took the coat off of his shoulder and held it out to you, "You should take it."

Shocked by his very random stroke of generosity, you shook your head, "Oh no- I couldn't take that. You need it."

"Just take it," He said, shaking the coat gently. "Really, it's fine. My car's just right there so I'll be fine."

You hesitated for only a moment more, though when you looked back at the unceasing rain, you finally conceded, "Alright- thank you."

You grabbed the coat and put it on; the warmth was instant and inviting Comparable to a bowl of hot soup, in terms of comfort. "Of course. Now, I'd offer you a ride to wherever you need to be but I'm positive you'll turn me down, which I don't blame you for because you don't even know me and, for all you know, I could be some psycho- though I assure you I'm definitely not-" He caught himself rambling and decided to stop before he dug a hole for himself, "Anyway- with that, I will bid you adieu," He said, shooting you a warm smile.

As he was about to step out from under the awning, you found yourself reaching out to stop him, your fingers pinching the fabric of his sleeve gently, "Uh- wait," Your cheeks were getting hot as you spoke, "How can I get you coat back to you?"

"Don't worry about it. Consider it as a gift," He shrugged. "No, really. I want to be able to return it." He chuckled, "Well, if you want to return it that bad, there's a business card in the left pocket. It has my work phone number and business email."

"Okay, thank you," You said sheepishly. "No problem. I look forward to you reaching out- Er, to return the coat, of course," His smirk was unmissable, though you definitely pretended not to see it.

Without another word, he stepped out into the rain, droplets temporarily staining his gray blazer as he walked over to a beautiful little '76 Silver Shadow Rolls Royce.

Your eyes widened at the sight, immediately interested in knowing who the hell that man was. Your hand shot into the coat pocket to fish out the business card and you brought it up to read.

"Kim Namjoon..." You whispered, "Why does that sound so familiar..."

"What did he smell like!?" Your best friend, B/f/n asked, the speaker on your phone practically distorting her voice from how loud she was being.

You laughed, "I don't know, dude. I wasn't even that close to him." You set your phone up against the carton of milk so that she could see you eating your nightly bowl of cereal. "Ugh, you're the worst at details. How am I supposed to live vicariously through you if you can't even tell me what he smelled like!?" She threw herself backwards on her bed. You laughed, "I think you're a bit more invested than I am." "Oh please. You're the only woman on Earth who can have meet-cute in the pouring rain with a handsome stranger, and not fall head over heels? Yeah, Okay," She rolled her eyes, her sarcastic tone unmissable.

"You know it's so weird, I feel like I recognize him from somewhere but I can't put my finger on it." "Well, did you get a name?" "Uhm, yeah actually- well, technically I did. It was on a card he'd left in the coat pocket. Has his business email and everything," You said with a shrug. Suddenly, she seemed to freeze- her eyes staring dead at you. "B- B/f/n?" You ask, furrowing your brow, "Did you freeze?" "GOOGLE HIM, YOU GOOF!" She yelled out exasperatedly. "GOOGLE! YES!" You felt incredibly dumb not having thought of it yourself.

"I swear, Y/n, if your head wasn't screwed on..." She let out a loud sigh. "Shut up."

You got up from the kitchen table and ran over to the living room to retrieve the card from the pocket. "Okay, so it says his name is Kim, Namjoon." "Kim Namjoon..." She repeats as though she's tasting each syllable, "It does sound kinda familiar." "Mhm," You focused on typing his name into the search bar and when you do-

"Oh my God." "What?" She asked, practically shoving her entire forehead into her camera, "What'd you find?"

"Dude... it's Kim Namjoon- as in, OUR STATE SENATOR, KIM NAMJOON."

"Wait- what? There's no way. Dude probably used a fake card," She scoffed. You shook your head violently, having scrolled through various images of him accepting awards and cutting ribbons. "This is the guy, I swear to you."

"You're sure?" "Yes-" You opened another tab and opened up your email, "Look, I'll prove it." You immediately began typing, intent on getting more information on this supposed stranger:

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐫.𝐊𝐢𝐦, 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 Y/n (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫). 𝐈'𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮!

"Now, we wait."

The next morning, you'd woken up bright and early, having expected to see a response when you'd looked at your phone though you were surprised to see a absolutely nothing. You shrugged it off, telling yourself he was probably just busy and hadn't had the chance to check his email. You went about your day, driving to work and sitting at your desk, answering calls, in and out of meetings; you almost forgot all about that email when the notification finally showed up on your work computer screen.

Immediately, you scrambled to open it.

𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐘/𝐧. 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐒𝐚𝐲, 𝟔𝐩𝐦? 𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. -𝐊𝐍

You bit your lip, unsure of what to respond, though admittedly, you already felt the butterflies at the thought of seeing him again.

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.

Not a minute after hitting send, he had already responded with the name and address of the coffeeshop. You didn't respond afterward, but you had a hard time focusing on anything else for the remaining 4 hours of work- and when 5:30 came around, you were packing up quickly and rushing out to your car.

When you got to the coffee shop, there was almost no parking at all; seeing as how the business was smack dab in the center of down town, you had to drive around a couple of times before a space finally opened up.

You were already feeling flustered, bagged coat hanging over your shoulder as you looked for the door to the coffeeshop.

Once you found it, you had to brace yourself so that you could look as calm and collected as possible. When you opened the door, your heart skipped a beat as you saw him there looking completely engulfed in whatever was projected on the laptop screen in front of him. You didn't even really want to disturb such a beautiful sight.

After a moment, he glanced up, immediately noticing you and waving you over to him.

You gave a small smile and proceeded to walk toward him, getting more and more nervous with every step. "Hey," He said with a smile, "You made it." "Yup, I made it." "Please, sit." He motioned to the seat across from him, flashing you a polite smile that revealed two prominent dimples. "Are you sure? I don't want to intrude on your work." "Oh, it's fine. I'm just being an overachiever anyway." "Well then," You draped the coat over the top of the chair and sat down, "as long as I'm not imposing." "Not at all. Would you like a coffee?" "Coffee would be great." "Coming right up," He said, standing up and taking his wallet out of his back pocket, "I'll be right back."

He walked over to the register, and you took the opportunity to just look at him. The day before under the awning, he was a handsome stranger- unexpected and mysterious, but even now that you knew who he was, the allure was ever present. "Here you go," He snapped you back down to Earth as he handed you your cup of coffee. The delicious warmth traveled through your hands and to the rest of your body. "Oh God, Thanks- I didn't realize how cold it was today until I touched this cup." He nodded, "I know- but hey, at least it didn't rain this time." "True- I'd have been in the same position as yesterday since I still haven't learned my lesson of bringing a jacket in the car with me." He laughed, "And I'm fresh out." "Do you make a regular habit of doing that?" "Doing what?" "Giving your coat to strange girls in the pouring rain?" "Goodness- when you say it like that, you make me sound like a creep," He laughed, taking a sip from his cup. "Are you?" You asked, only half kidding as you narrowed your eyes at him. "Definitely not. You just looked, I don't know..." He trailed off, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. "Cold?" "Exactly," He said, a visible smirk on his face. "Well, I appreciated the gesture." "Any time."

There was a moment of silence, but it didn't feel uncomfortable at all. You could feel him looking at you, but you didn't squirm under his gaze the way you usually would have with anyone else.

"I just realized I never asked for your name," He said, a soft expression on his face that gave you that butterfly feeling from before. "Y/n." "Y/n," He repeated, "Nice to meet you, Y/n. I'm-" "Kim, Namjoon," You finished for him. He laughed to himself, "Of course, you knew that." "Of course... You know, I googled you last night." "Oh?" He raised an eye brow, seemingly intrigued, "And what were your findings?" His expression was smug. Of course he knew what came up. "Well, you're in politics, for one, you live in one of the most populous cities in the state, two dogs, a wife..." Your eyes met his, gaging his reaction to the last statement, though he didn't look like he'd gotten caught at all, "And yeah, that's basically it." "That's all? No social security number? Criminal record?" You chuckled, "Guess I gotta do a bit more homework." "Well, what about you?" He asked. "What about me?" "Well, you know all this stuff about me now, but I can't just Google you. So tell me about who you are, Y/N," The way he said your name made your heart skip a beat, though you tried to ignore it. "There's not really much to know," You shrugged, "I mean, I live in an apartment not far from here. I hold a crappy position at a crappy call center. No pets (because my apartment won't let me), I like to cook, I dabble in photography, and I sing a mean karaoke." "Nice- I love a good karaoke session, myself. Don't let me around a mic after I've had a few bottles because I will sing SZA's greatest hits on a loop." "Hey, SZA's awesome." "Tell me more about this job," He said, leaning forward and propping himself up with an elbow on the table. You sighed, "I mean, it's just kind of a regular mundane job, you know? I get to the call center, sit at my desk for a few hours wearing the most uncomfortable headset known to man, hit my quota for the day and then pack it all up to do it again the next day." "Sounds like hell." "Oh trust me, it's worse." "Well you know," He seemed to hesitate but only for a split second, "I have an opening right now for a personal assistant. I know it doesn't seem like a luxurious position but the pay is great and you're not stuck behind a desk all day. I don't know if that's something you'd be interested in." You thought for a moment, letting the idea marinade, "I don't know...I've never really done that before." "It's not really something you need a lot of experience in, really. You run basic errands but also help me fill out some paperwork and take notes during meetings. You follow me around and just kinda hang out until I need something," He chuckled, "Maybe that makes it less appealing." "No, that actually sounds kind of interesting." "Well, hey, if you're interested, I can email you the link to the application and you can give it some thought. Sound good?" "I think that'd be great, thank you." "Of course," He smiled, those dimples making yet another appearance. Get a grip. He's married. He held his watch up to look at the time and furrowed his brows, "Well, I've actually gotta get going." "Yeah me too," You lied, slightly disappointed that he was leaving already, but not at all wanting to show it. He shoved his laptop into its case and stood up, fixing his tie and smoothing out his shirt. You also stood up, grabbing the coat from the back of your chair, "Your coat, sir," You extended your arm and urged for him to take it, which he promptly did. "Why, thank you," He smiled, "It was nice talking to you, Y/n." You smiled back, "Likewise, Mr.Kim." "Oh please, call me Namjoon." "Alright them, Namjoon it is." "Here, I'll walk you to your car." "You don't have to," You tried to deter him, but just as he did the day before when you tried to reject his offer of the coat, he waved you away, "What kind of man would I be if I just let you walk to your car alone. Don't be silly." You walked down the block in that same comfortable silence and when you'd gotten to your car, you turned to him to say your goodbyes, "Thank you for escorting me to my vehicle," You said, jokingly trying

to sound sophisticated. "'Twas no trouble at all. Hey, listen- I'll send you the email with the application later tonight but in case you need it, let me pass on my number." "Okay, sure," You took out your phone and passed it to him, "Type it in." He took the phone and proceeded to tap away. He handed it back and then stuck his hand out, "Talk soon?" He asked. You took his hand, and immediately it was like electricity circulating throughout your body. "Definitely," You said, feeling yourself getting shy. He gave a slight bow and then turned around back down the street on his way back to that same car he'd driven the day before. When you got into your own car, you had to sit for a few minutes to try to process this very unexpectedly pleasant evening. "I've gotta call B/f/n," You said excitedly, turning the key in the ignition and racing back home.

That's it for part 1! I'd love some suggestions in my private messages. Feedback is always appreciated. I'll try to post part 2 asap <3

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#5

"Don't cover your face, I want to see you." Ardeth/Rick/Evy if you please!

Um... this is going behind a cut because it is filthy, yet I don't think you'll mind ;)

Probably will ended up putting on AO3 later!

Ardeth leaned back in the bed, resting on his forearms. His hands fisted the sheets, willing his body to remain still as Evy undid his trousers. He’d ached all evening, through the meal they shared with others in his village, through the pleasantries of socializing afterwards. The O’Connells coming to visit was a reason for celebration with food, drink, and song. 

If only the villagers realized the real reason for their arrival, and it had nothing to do with ancient artifacts, ruins, or undead creatures threatening to kill them all. 

No, they were here for Ardeth, and Ardeth had been patient, waiting for their arrival. Only now, they were finally alone, in Ardeth’s bedroom. Evy took Ardeth’s cock in hand and stroked him, cooing softly. “It’s been too long,” she murmured. A pink tongue flicked over the head. “I expected you to ravage me the moment we set foot in town.” 

He grunted, dragging a hand over his face. “You are worth the wait.” His eyes flicked over to Rick, lounging in the chair in the corner. 

Rick reached inside his own pants, fisting himself. Soon it would be Ardeth’s hand, and Ardeth’s mouth, wrapped around that girth. His mouth watered in anticipation, even as Evy’s lips slid down Ardeth’s erection. 

“All of us are out of patience,” Rick grunted. “Especially me.” 

Ardeth vowed to tend to both of his lovers, ensuring they wanted for nothing while they were in his home and among his people. Yet he couldn’t focus, not when Rick teased him with his actions, and Evy with her sinful mouth. He rocked his hips into Evy, long hair falling into his face. He made no move to fix it, choosing instead to thread a hand into Evy’s hair. 

“Don’t cover your face,” Rick said, “I want to see you. All of you.” 

Evy arched her back and glanced over at her husband. “Greedy. You’ll get your turn.” 

“And then I’ll take care of both of you.” Ardeth sat up, and, because Rick asked, tied his hair into a loose ponytail. “Better?” 

With a shit-eating grin, Rick relaxed back into his seat and stroked himself. “Much.” 

“Boys,” Evy drawled, “focus. Sex now, talking later.” 

Rick chuckled. “You heard the lady.” 

Ardeth couldn’t deny Evy or Rick anything. To have them both here was a gift, and he didn’t intend to waste it. Tonight was just the beginning. 

21 notes - Posted August 30, 2022

#4

Ardeth and the flower crown!

Somewhere in tumblr land there was fanart of Ardeth in a flower crown and he looked so happy and I went to write a little piece and now I can't remember how I planned to finish it ._.

I do have a snippet!

Ardeth squinted against the midday sun, eyes ever scanning the open air market. Years spent on patrol left him on edge, always waiting for an unseen enemy to make an appearance, even when all should be well. 

Ahead of him, Evy skipped from stall to stall, talking to each shopkeep as if they were old friends and asking about their wares. Her Egyptian was flawless, but her smile won everyone over. A basket draped over her arm, already filled with goodies from the market. Luckily Ardeth had made sure the horses’ saddlebags had enough room for everything Evy wanted to bring back to camp. 

Likewise, they’d lost Rick at the weapons dealer at the opposite end of the market. Ardeth glanced over his shoulder at the broad-shouldered man, talking animatedly with the dealer and testing out blades. Rick, too, would be laded with goodies of the sharpest kind. 

Ardeth remained between them, a watchful eye on both parties. He had no need for anything here at the market. Everything he wanted was already within his grasp. The two people who held his heart, happy, enjoying themselves, allowing Ardeth to remain by their side. 

“Ardeth!” Evy flagged him down with a jump and a wave of her hand. “Over here!” 

27 notes - Posted August 24, 2022

#3

Fic: Welcome Home (The Mummy)

Title: Welcome Home

Fandoms: The Mummy

Characters: Evy Carnahan O'Connell, Rick O'Connell, Alex O'Connell

Pairing: Evy Carnahan O'Connell/Rick O'Connell

Rating: Gen

AO3 Tags: Parenting, Character Study

Summary: Rick meets baby Alex for the first time.

Notes: Based on this fanart from @the-french-belphegor​ on Tumblr, of Rick cuddling with Alex. I meant to clean this up and post it months ago, but life be like that sometimes. I hope you enjoy!

He thought he’d known fear. Those memories paled in comparison to the moment when the nurse laid the tiny baby into his arms. His son, his and Evy’s.

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28 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

#2

Fairytale AU+Bed Sharing for Ardeth/Rick/Evy

*steeples fingers*

Evy is the princess who, of course, wanted to seek out adventure rather than stay in her ivory tower. Books are great, but there's more to the world than she can read.

Ardeth is her guard, appointed by her father, who has sworn to protect her with his life. Rick is the drifter they pick up along the way - Evy has taking a liking to him, of course, and like everyone Evy meets, she sweeps him up into their new adventure.

Of course, eventually, they need a place to stay. There's only one room at the inn. Rick doesn't know Evy is a princess. Ardeth is far too aware of it. Neither man is willing to take the one bed away from her. Her solution is to drag them both into said bed with her.

30 notes - Posted February 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

35. filthy

(( Here you go, @ricochetoconnell! Hope you enjoy! ))

Dust and dirt were a constant reality in the desert. No matter how many times Rick wiped at his face or dabbed his brow, the gritty feeling remained. What he wouldn’t give for a hot shower or a cold glass of water to ebb the scorching heat.

But there was one upside to working on a dig with his new wife: Evy, too, carried her fair share of grime. Sand flew out of her hair when she shook out her ponytail. She touched her forehead and a streak of dirt remained. Filth lodged under her fingernails.

Evy’s bright smile remained. She made every moment worth it — especially when Rick thought he wouldn’t have anything else worth living for. Even now, when she bounced over to him, wrapped a sweaty arm around his shoulders, and pulled his head into a kiss.

Rick grinned against her. “Done for today?”

“The workers say it’s time. I want to keep going, but…” Her voice trailed off, and she shrugged. “It’ll be dark soon.”

“We’ll return to it in the morning.” Rick cupped her cheek. “You’re filthy, you know.”

She poked his stomach. “You know what they say about being filthy, don’t you?”

He raised an eyebrow.

“That getting clean is the best part.” She tugged on his hand. “Are you coming, Mr. O’Connell?”

God, he hoped he would be soon. “Of course, Mrs. O’Connell.”

44 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

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[asirensrage]

I have a list for the fanfic writer ask...brace yourself. lol

3, 6, 13, 29, 38, and 42 for either Serendipity or Study in Intimacy or This Means War?

obviously you don't have to answer all of these, i just like to pick your brain. ;)

Hahhaha. Okay. Let's go. I'll start with the generic ones? And I'll put this under a readmore...

58. what is the last thing that a fic made you google when you were writing it?

Oh god. Honestly? Probably the meaning of a word. I always want to make sure it means what I think it means. The last thing I googled for a fic was "80s punk style" so...

62. what’s the weirdest reason you’ve ever shipped something?

Hmmm...I have no idea. I usually ship something because I can see the chemistry (or possibility of chemistry) or the chaos lol.

73. how do you visualize scenes? do you see it like a movie in your head, or do the words just flow?

Sometimes I can picture it, but usually it's like listening to an audio. Like when I imagine the scenes and how they play out, I imagine the dialogue more than I picture it. Then I have to write the scene and that's part of why I suck at descriptions lol.

76. what is one essential thing to remember when writing a villain?

Motive. What do they want and how far are they willing to go to get it?

now for the fic ones:

3. on a scale of 1-10 how much do you enjoy incorporating romance into the average story?

Maybe a 7? It depends on the pairing and reason for romance. It's a 7 is Serendipity because it's a slow burn (and I love writing those). It's an 8 in Intimacy because them getting together this time is going to change everything. Also, I love the wait and possibilities for them. It's an 8 in TMW too because those three are chaotic dumbasses sometimes but the sass is strong.

6. do you have any kind of consistent writing schedule or just hoping for the best?

Hahahha. You of all people know that my writing schedule is like the wind. It goes where it wants. I try to make sure I have something to post once a week. It may not be what people want but...I find I'm more inspired when people engage with a fic. (but also keeping myself from wandering to new ideas is hard). I'm super ahead in TMW though so woo!

13. talk about a writing experience that has pleasantly surprised you.

I think writing Serendipity surprised me. Mainly because of how much I enjoy it. Toni is such a different character to some of my others and it's not really demanding like the others either. (some characters *cough*ericandbilly*cough* refuse to let go sometimes)

29. give us a spoiler for one of your stories.

Kate gets put on Fisk's radar before Fisk is aware of Daredevil and her connection to Matt. Fisk also reaches out to her first before the others. (it's someone's fault but it's not Matt's this time)

38. how many stories do you work on at one time?

Too many. No, seriously, I have too many. If we're including oneshots and short series and whatnot. It's too many. I can't stop though. My mind just keeps going. Why must I work when there's fic to write? (just look at the fact that you gave me 3 main stories as options and that's not even all my main stories)

42. describe the aesthetic of a story in 5 words.

Oh god. I am not good at being concise.

Serendipity: baking. softness. blood. home. warmth. This Means War: bed. cooking. swans. holding hands. ...also blood. Intimacy: books. grease. kitten. cooking. technology.

Thanks for asking! ;)

[kaibutsushidousha]

Tribe Nine progress report #00 (part 1)

Translations from the official Tribe Nine website, supplemented with things that were said on stream.

Character names are in Japanese order because that's how they're officially romanized.

Also, I'll be posting this in multiple parts because I reached the image limit on this post.

World

In the country of Neotokyo, year 20XX, youth with no hope for society's future form Tribes to find a place to call home.

With time, the disputes between Tribes continued to grow more and more violent. The situation was very intense in the eyes of the Neotokyo government, so they enforced the XB Law, which limited the quarrels between Tribes to only Extreme Baseball.

Pitch, bat, and trade blows. The youths were crazy over this radical pride-staking game.

XB (Extreme Baseball)

A duel method similar to baseball, designed to settle conflicts between Tribes. As determined by the XB Law, the loser must obey the winner's order(s).

Runners and the fielder with the ball can initiate battles with each other for the right to reach a base. The slugfests between players equipped with body-enhancing gear are XB's greatest trademark.

Rules

The games must be played late at night when there are no longer any onlookers.

The games will use the entire City as its field.

Batters are only out by tag out or by strike out.

There is no home run. In case of an extra-base hit, the runner(s) can run through the bases until they initiate a battle against the fielder with the ball.

A fielder with the ball is allowed to initiate a battle against a runner, staking the runner's right to reach a base.

Players can equip XB Gear to enhance their physical abilities.

Anything can be used as XB Gear, as long as it's approved by the Judge Robot acting as the umpire for the game.

The win condition is either scoring more points than the opposing team or knocking out the opponents in battle.

The winner can give any order to the loser.

Characters

[This section will have some character profiles for a few Tribes, but before that, I'll have to go over some elements that were only explained in a previous interview and in the stream. The game will contain 23 Tribes, each themed after one of the 23 wards of Tokyo. The names of the Tribes here all match the names of the wards they represent. Their base concepts will be all about local stereotypes, of course, but in the stream, Kodaka compared them to One Piece pirate crews in terms of how much individuality the characters will get within the team.]

Minato Tribe

A Tribe famed as the strongest in Neotokyo. They value the bonds between teammates and genuinely enjoy XB.

[The Minato ward is the ward where the Tokyo Tower (also called Minato Tower) is. Due to holding the symbol of the city, Kodaka chose it to be the ward of the anime's protagonist Tribe.]

Kamiya Shun (Leader)

CV: Akira Ishida

Birthday: February 22nd

Height: 179 cm

Weight: 65 kg

Voice sample 1: Let's enjoy one more game.

Voice sample 2: I'll show you how to topple the Minato Tower.

"What could be more exciting than XB?"

The founder and leader of the Minato Tribe, as well as the main reason why they're considered the strongest. He is one of the very few Beam Bat users. He's as top tier as you'd expect as a pitcher and batter, not to mention he's unmatched at a fistfight.

He enjoys unchallenged popularity on the XB field, but he also has a more goofy side. His antics include giving his teammate incomprehensible nicknames and getting hungover on coffee, among others.

Shirokane Haru

CV: Shun Horie

Birthday: January 20th

Height: 160 cm

Weight: 47 kg

Voice sample 1: My name is Haru. Shirokane Haru.

Voice sample 2: If I can really hit this swing...

"If I really have potential... I wanna give it a try!"

A timid bullied boy. He was getting into trouble with the town's delinquents as usual when Kamiya and Taiga saved him. He was bound by his own perceived uselessness, but Kamiya noticed his natural agility, wits, and keen eyes and he was invited to use these "weapons" of him for the Minato Tribe.

Taiga

CV: Chiharu Sawashiro

Birthday: October 10th

Height: 182 cm

Weight: 76 kg

Voice sample 1: I'll beat Kamiya Shun and become the best player!

Voice sample 2: The match only starts when you get to the batter's box.

You got nothing to worry about, you got me as the captain on this ride aboard the S.S. Big Ship Taiga, where S.S. stands for "safe and sound"!

A hot-blooded boy who came to Neotokyo from the other side of the ocean in pursuit of one dream: winning against the strongest man, Kamiya Shun! He joins the Minato Tribe along with Haru. He's a novice in XB and struggles to memorize the rules, but he keeps challenging his opponents with his dauntless courage and the brute strength he's so proud of.

Arisugawa Saori (Vice-Leader)

CV: Mai Fuchigami

Birthday: November 22nd

Height: 162 cm

Weight: 43 kg

Voice sample 1: The Minato Tribe never says no to anyone wanting to join or leave. You can stay as long as you want.

Voice sample 2: Raise your arm higher and put more strength into your swing.

There's no ball I can't catch!

The Minato Tribe's vice-leader. Despite her frail looks, she's an outstanding catcher, capable of stopping even Kamiya's blazing fastballs. She takes charge, commanding Minato's ensemble of oddballs since Kamiya is too careless to be a real leader.

No one values the members of Minato's team more than her, but she is extremely strict about rules and morals, never hesitating to unload a cartridge of her favorite airsoft gun on a transgressing teammate.

Mita Santarou

CV: Mutsumi Tamura

Birthday: March 30th

Height: 150 cm

Weight: 44 kg

Voice sample 1: I know talent when I see it.

Voice sample 2: The first thing rookies do is carry my stuff. That's the law of Minato.

T-those dudes are no match for me...! Ok, you guys go take them on!

A member of the Minato Tribe. He claims to be the ace of the team but is actually just a reserve pitcher. He's a pervert and a sleazeball and often gets punished by Arisugawa for it, but he shows no signs of wanting to fix his flaws.

He tends to abuse his seniority over the new members, but he's as caring and friendly as he is unreasonably bossy.

Daimon Manami

CV: Fukushi Ochiai

Birthday: July 20th

Height: 191 cm

Weight: 180 kg

Voice sample 1: I accept all forms of gratitude and cake.

Voice sample 2: You gotta swing hard but without straining yourself.

Don't forget to eat well before a game of XB.

A member of the Minato Tribe. He's always supporting the other members with his gentle personality and great cooking. Minato's base of operation is Lovely Ocean, a restaurant he runs.

Despite his usual calm, no one can stop him when he snaps.

[Translation note: Manami means "lovely ocean"]

Aoyama Kazuki

CV: Shouya Chiba

Birthday: May 18th

Height: 174 cm

Weight: 57 kg

Voice sample 1: Huhu, even if I can't use my left arm anymore, my brain is still much better than yours, stupid people.

Voice sample 2: Timing is essential in our next strategy, I'll be giving the commands. It'd be easier for all of you since you won't have to think.

"You'll be my pawns."

A mysterious boy who suddenly appeared asking to join the Minato Tribe. He can't properly play XB because his left hand is injured. But for unknown reasons, he's very knowledgeable about XB tactics and how to handle a Beam Bat and makes full use of his ingenuity to bring victory to Minato.

He seems to have some kind of goal in approaching the Minato Tribe, but what could it be?

Chiyoda Tribe

A tribe under the patronage of the king of Neotokyo. They have been suppressing many other Tribes all over the country to ostentate their power.

[Chiyoda is the ward where the Palace is, so the Chiyoda Tribe are the guys with political power]

Ootori Oujirou (Leader)

CV: Jun'ichi Suwabe

Birthday: September 26th

Height: 192 cm

Weight: 78 kg

Voice sample 1: Can you entertain me, even a little?

Voice sample 2: A game needs blood. In eras where giants clash, the people are waiting for battles that spray blood and shatter bone.

"Winning is everything. There is nothing else I need."

The leader of the Chiyoda Tribe, and heir to Ootori Tenshin, the king of Neotokyo. Tenshin trained him since he was a child to be the strongest XB player.

He challenges teams all over Neotokyo to prove he is the best.

Ootori Tenshin (King of Neotokyo)

CV: Hiroshi Naka

Birthday: January 31st

Height: 177 cm

Weight: 51 kg

Voice sample 1: None is allowed to disobey the Ootori family! It's the masses to duty to kneel before me. Am I wrong?

Voice sample 2: Every single one of those so-called big shots sullying my Chiyoda must be exterminated! Go show them the power of the Ootori family!

"Through XB, you must show that that the power of the Ootori family is absolute!"

The king of Neotokyo. He's strongly obsessed with XB, to the point he trained his heir Oujirou since childhood to be the best player.

After that, he founded the Chiyoda Tribe with Oujirou as the leader.

He aims to trample all Tribes in the country in XB to ostentate the strength of the Ootori family.

CV: Mikako Komatsu

Birthday: March 15th

Height: 170 cm

Weight: 46 kg

Voice sample 1: As you wish.

Voice sample 2: I honestly and absolutely believe you will get the result you desire.

"Only death awaits the enemies of the Ootori family."

Ootori Tenshin's secretary. To the public, she's nothing more than a modest secretary, but her secret is that she's a cold-blooded agent, capable of doing anything for the sake of the Ootori family.

Countless people who criticized or plotted to opposed the Ootori family's plans may or may not have been to their grave by her hand.

[violetwrites]

a little too late.

pairing: spencer reid (criminal minds) x reader

summary: confessions of love a little too late.

warnings: swearing, violence. this story does not have a happy ending.

word count: 1,233

4650 minutes.

76 hours.

3 days.

3 days since you'd last seen sunlight, since you'd last licked your lips without tasting blood, since you'd last seen the faces of your team, the bau.

3 days since you'd been kidnapped.

I see these people way too much, you remembered thinking when you'd first started this case, the case that would change everything. Now, you'd give anything to see them once more. JJ, Emily, Derek, Spencer. You let out a loud sob against the gag in your mouth as Spencer's face appeared in your mind. You missed his face, his voice, the scrunch in his eyebrows as he concentrated, you just missed him. Over the course of the year that you'd spent in the bau, Spencer was your best friend.

He was always there for you, always checked up on you after a particularly hard case. On Valentines day, just a few months prior, he knew you'd be spending the day alone, and so invited you to a film festival with him. Though it wasn't necessarily your scene, you still had a lot of fun, and it was better than spending the day alone, way better.

Now, you would probably never get the opportunity again.

Even worse, you would never get the chance to tell him how much you loved him. How hard you had fallen for him. At some point in your friendship, you developed feelings for him, and with every waking day, they only got stronger. If it were anyone else, they probably would've caught on straight away with the way you acted, spoke and looked at him, but this was Spencer, clueless, oblivious, beautiful Spencer.

Your vision was blurred from tears, you struggled against the rope binding your hands behind your back. You gave up, the only thing it was achieving was making your hands sorer, making no actual progress. You were past hope at this point. You knew that your chances at survival were slim. All of your limbs had been tied up, and most of them you'd lost feeling in. You didn't doubt the team for a second, but it's been days before your first actual lead, and shortly after you were taken. It also didn't help that you were a pessimist by nature, a trait you'd inherited from your mother.

As more tears formed in your eyes, the door straight ahead of you in- what you assumed to be a basement opened. A tall, dark-haired man entered, his clothes stained with blood; presumably your own. You screamed as loud as you possibly could, your throat straining, the cloth in your mouth acting as a gag muffling it slightly.

"Oh, baby, don't do that. You'll tire yourself out." his voice was low and raspy, his tone in-genuine and mocking. He crouched down to you, reaching his arms out and removing the gag from your mouth.

"Let me go, you sick bastard!" you practically spat the words out at him, the corner of his lips turning up in a grin. Your stomach churned. More than anything, you just wanted to punch his repulsive face, and then again, and then again, and again until all he was, was a pale, lifeless body, the shell of an evil, vicious, psychopathic son of a bitch.

"That," he stood up, wiping his hands on his trousers, "I can't do."

You tried your fucking hardest not to let out the cry you could feel building up inside of you, not wanting to look vulnerable in front of someone who would surely take advantage of it. "My team are going to find you," you spoke with confidence, believing every word wholeheartedly, "and they are going to put a bullet through your head." you just hoped that when they did, it wouldn't be too late.

He laughed. He laughed so coldly, so cruelly, you could feel the sadism dripping from his voice. He laughed in a manner that only a serial killer could.

You looked up at his face, to his eyes. There was no compassion, no remorse, no emotion, no semblance of evidence that he was even human, there was nothing.

And that moment was when you realised,

You weren't getting out of this alive.

You swallowed thickly, your eyes betraying you, overflowing with liquid. Your shoulders shook as you cried, unable to hold yourself together any longer.

You were so tired.

It had been so long and you just wanted- needed for this to be over.

"If you're going to kill me, just do it already." your eyes opened slowly, tears running down your chin to your neck.

He grabbed your chin, stroking your cheek softly, the tears smearing across your face as he did.

BANG.

The door flew open. A gun was the first thing you registered before the unsub picked up a gun from beside him, grabbing your body and holding the weapon to your head.

"Damian Hunters, put the gun down!" you looked at Morgan in front of you, tears streaming down your face. He looked back at you, still pointing his gun, a pained expression on his face.

"Move any closer and I blow her brains out!" he nudged the gun further into you, almost as if to prove his point.

You looked behind him, the room flooding with cops and SWAT and- the agents- your family.

Emily stood just behind Morgan, JJ next to her. Hotch stood to your side, inching closer, Rossi opposite him. You moved your eyes slightly and that's when you saw him- Spencer's eyebrows are furrowed, his eyes glassy with tears and, although his gun is trained on the unsub, his eyes are fixed on yours. Another tear slipped down your face at the sight of him, and you just want to run to him and wrap your arms so tightly around him and never let go.

You could hear Morgan's voice in the background, but your mind wasn't registering anything he was saying. Hot blood coursed through your veins as you feared for your life, your eyes shutting involuntarily.

You hear Morgan scream before you feel it.

The sharp pain in your chest.

You look down, blood soaking your shirt. You collapse, falling to the concrete floor.

Spencer runs over to you, immediately untying you before putting your head in his lap, crying hysterically. "No, no, no, no.." He repeats, almost like if he says it enough, all the events that just occurred would somehow un-occur.

You reach your hand up, placing it on his cheek. He puts his hand on top of yours, a loud sob ringing through his body.

"I love you. I can't lose you. I love you so much." a tear falls from his eye, falling on to you.

"Spence." your voice is hoarse and quiet, barely audible.

"y/n." his lower lip quivers as his blinking rapidly increases.

"I love you. I've always loved you." This time it comes out in a whisper, and your words cause Spencer to cry even harder.

"I've loved you since the day I met you, since the day you walked through the doors of the FBI. You mean everything to me, y/n." his voice quivers as he also whispers.

Spencer's face is the last thing you see before your eyes shut, and you sigh contentedly.

You did get the chance.

And your wish came true, It's over.

You smile in the arms of Spencer.

and

Darkness.

a/n: I hope this wasn’t too disappointing of an ending. This is my first one shot (?) that I’ve written and posted on here, and I’m not entirely sure how tumblr works exactly so this is all very new to me. Please give me feedback and let me know if you liked it! This was written quite some time ago. I have to confess I did cringe a little reading this back but hopefully I can post some of my newer works alongside this one as soon as I figure out how to make a master list lmao. Constructive criticism is appreciated greatly!!!

[rikiflrts]

— ꒰‧ 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ༉‧₊˚✧

after what seemed like forever, i finally made my own prompt list! if you wish to request for the prompts that you’d like to use with a certain member, then feel free to choose any of the numbers displayed and tell me about them in the ask box (^^).

also: please be specific with the genre that you'd like to imply with your chosen prompts, thank you~ ♡

1.) "i just wanted to give you a hug"

2.) "dumbass we're lost now thanks to you!" " i already got lost in your eyes from the moment i met you but you don't see me complaining."

3.) "please don't talk to me right now, im not in the mood"

4.) "how are you so beautiful?"

5.) "my hoodie looks great on you"

6.) "how could you..."

7.) "i trusted you"

8.) "i didn't tell you to trust me."

9.) "you're leaving? just like that?"

10.) "no stop you're making me blush"

11.) "and if i am?"

12.) "just shut up and let me play with your hair"

13.) "so this is what falling in love feels like"

14.) "how are you even real..?"

15.) "are you being for real right now?"

16.) "...did you just sniff me?"

17.) "if you're that mad then why don't you just take it out on me?"

18.) "i don't mind"

19.) "you dumbass, i said i like you!"

20.) "i used to have this huge crush on you (laughs)" "used to?" "well, yeah.. i dont really like you anymore"

21.) "can i hold your hand?"

22.) "are you nervous?"

23.) "less talking, more working!"

24.) "im in love with an idiot"

25.) "but you promised me that we'd get married!!" "for the love of god, ____ we were 5 when that promise was made!"

26.) "but i still love/like you.."

27.) "this reminded me of you"

28.) "his/her/their smile is really pretty.."

29.) "just confess already!!"

30.) "you're an idiot." "yeah. your idiot."

31.) "are you even paying attention?"

32.) "does it look like i care?"

33.) "i don't really care"

34.) "it's been a while since i last smiled like this"

35.) "oh crap im starting to feel the butterflies again"

36.) "I'm scared, okay?! i can't do it"

37.) "what are you so scared of?"

38.) "im scared of falling.." "dont be, i'll catch you."

39.) "promise..?" "promise."

40.) "i guess promises really were meant to be broken."

41.) "you made a fool out of me!"

42.) "im sorry, its not you.. its me."

43.) "what about our promises??" "what about them?"

44.) "please dont go"

45.) "is/are they/he/she all you're ever going to look at?im already right in front of your attention is still focused on them/him/her."

46.) "that's it..?"

47.) "cuddle with me"

48.) "no."

49.) "his/her/their eyes were like pools; so deep. I fear that if I fall, I might never come out and reach for air."

50.) "i love spending time with you"

51.) "let's just be friends"

52.) "im sorry, im afraid of commitment"

53.) "im afraid of it too. why don't you just take this risk and overcome your fears with me?"

54.) "if its you, then i dont mind."

55.) "i love your smell"

56.) "what's that supposed to mean?"

57.) "first love really never does die huh"

58.) "hey, you look really familiar" "oh, really?" "yeah. you look like my soulmate."

59.) "if you like me so much then just marry me already"

60.) "wait i can do that?!" "your gullibility really amazes me sometimes."

61.) "are you dumb? be honest"

62.) "im not in the mood"

63.) "are you okay?"

64.) "you look horrible" "oh wow gee thanks for pointing that out sherlock"

65.) "what's in it for me?"

66.) "do you..like me?"

67.) "do you like him/her/them?"

68.) "but i wrote you letters.."

69.) "they mean nothing to me."

70.) "wow! i haven't seen you in ages, how have you been?" "we literally just saw each other 5 hours ago."

71.) "wipe that smirk off your face, its annoying"

72.) "aww, why? are you perhaps threatened that you'll end up falling for me?"

73.) "i think im going to puke"

74.) "are you blushing?"

75.) "aren't you tired of comstantly running in my mind?"

76.) "i can't get him/her/them out of my head"

77.) "your laugh sounds really pretty"

78.) "i love how your eyes sparkle whenever you're invested in something"

79.) "im falling"

80.) "oh no im catching feelings"

81.) "do you ever stop talking?"

82.) "let me get that for you"

83.) "its okay, i can pay for myself" "no. i wont let you" "but i have my own mone-" "shut up and let me spoil you!"

84.) "i refuse to stay in the same room with the likes of him/her/them!"

86.) "it was pretty obvious.."

87.) "come here."

88.) "stop doing that to yourself!"

89.) "you deserve better."

90.) "just leave. i dont want to see your face anymore."

91.) "i hate you." "the feeling's mutual."

92.) "didn't i tell you to leave me alone?!"

93.) "was it so wrong to love you..?"

94.) "if you really love me then just stay away from my sight."

95.) "you feel like home"

96.) "i love hugging you, it makes me feel safe"

97.) "i could kiss you right now!" "you're very welcome to do it."

98.) "i can't keep playing pretend"

99.) "let's put an end to this.."

100.) "i think im actually catching feelings"

101.) "this is getting dangerous.."

102.) "give me another chance"

103.) "give me one reason why i shouldnt leave."

104.) "im going to do it! im finally going to confess to him/her/them!"

105.) "you've got to be kidding me.."

106.) "i knew what i signed up for. im not surprised."

107.) "he/she/they has/have stars in his/her/their eyes and im captivated"

108.) "i love you" "nice try, but im not falling for that"

109.) "is it that hard to fall in love with me?!"

110.) "well if you put it that way, then yes."

111.) "you look happy"

112.) "you look happier without me."

113.) "can you guys please change the dare"

114.) "who gave you the right to toy around with my emotions like that?!"

115.) "i got played.."

116.) "stay out of my sight."

117.) "you're an eyesore" "you're an eye candy"

118.) "why are you still here?"

119.) "why..?"

120.) "stop making fun of me!" "make me."

121.) "was i just some kind of sick joke to you?"

122.) " i really like you "

123.) "i don't know how to express my feelings that well but i just want you to know that i'd take a bullet for you"

124.) "i'd do anything just to see you smile like that again"

125.) "what are you staring at?"

126.) "i think i have a crush on you" "you think? you're not even sure?"

127.) "take my hand"

128.) "let's get out of here."

129.) "you should wear my clothes more often"

130.) "i can teach you how"

131.) "I'm here for you"

132.) "you can use me to forget about him/her/them"

133.) "even if the world turns againt us, as long as we have each other, then we'll be alright."

134.) "you're all that i need"

135.) "you're all that i ever wanted"

136.) "you're all that i have"

137.) "please don't leave me"

138.) "I'm sorry."

139.) "look at me."

140.) "look at me and tell me that you don't love me anymore."

141.) "you're an idiot."

142.) "i don't love you anymore."

143.) "did you just drink from my cup?" "and if i did?"

144.) "im going to kill you!" "you don't scare me"

145.) "stay with me a little longer"

146.) "i knew it.."

147.) "i should've known.."

148.) "are you jealous?"

149.) "i made you a playlist"

150.) "when will you ever look my way..?"

151.) "im fine with looking at him/her/them from afar"

152.) "he's/she's/they're out of my league"

151.) "im scared of getting rejected"

152.) "back to square one"

153.) "I'm tired"

154.) "what do you like about me?"

154.) "i'd rather starve than spend time with him/her/them."

155.) "if i'm an idiot, then you're a coward"

156.) "i dreamt about you last night"

157.) "it was a nightmare"

158.) "it's the little things that he/she/they do/does that drive me insane"

159.) "i like you more than i should"

160.) "be mine"

161.) "it was too good to be true.."

162.) "i had a crush on him/her/them"

163.) "i never really thought that i'd end up falling for you"

164.) "you're adorable"

165.) "you mean the world to me"

166.) "you meant the world to me"

167.) "what happened in the past stays in the past"

168.) "careful, you might end up falling for me"

169.) "very funny, mister lover boy"

170.) "lets go out on a date"

171.) "i'm so lucky to have you"

172.) "where are you going?"

173.) "sometimes it really just gotta be like that"

174.) "hello good afternoon, what's your order?" "hell- oh wow.. you please" "im sorry, could you say that again?" "wait no! i meant- uh..oh dear.."

175.) "he's too good for me"

176.) "stop giving me mixed signals"

177.) "i guess it really just wasn't meant to be"

178.) "im not interested in you"

179.) "i cant get him/her/them out of my head"

180.) "where is/are he/she/they?"

181.) "you took my pillow so im going to use you as a pillow"

182.) "why are you avoiding me?"

183.) "did i do something wrong?"

184.) "please talk to me"

185.) "im not even his/her/their ideal type"

186.) "it wouldn't hurt to try"

187.) "you smell like me"

188.) "i like my scent on you"

189.) "that sounds weird if you put it that way"

190.) "can i call you tonight?"

191.) "you should smile more often"

192.) "i hate it when people tell me what to do"

193.) "lets wear matching outfits!"

194.) "im arresting you." "why? i didnt do anything wrong" "yes you did, you stole my heart and i want justice!"

195.) "i guess i got too caught up with my fatasies to notice that he/she/they never really liked me back in the first place.."

196.) "you're the answer to all my prayers"

198.) "you should go home."

199.) "let me come with you"

200.) "run away with me"

last updated: 12/30/20

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Writing prompts!

So I just reached 100 followers and I am BEYOND happy YALL. So heres 100 prompts for people to send me asks with! Send as many numbers as you want in one and I'll make a blurb from it. (And by blurb I mean I will grow attatched to your request and write a whole fic on it probably lmao) THIS WAS PREVIOUSLY MY 100 FOLLOWER THIBG BUT IM BRINGING PROMPTS BACK FOR REQUESTS.

FYI no matter when you are seeing this, request. I don't care. I'm always up for inspiration. :))))

If it has a star next to it, I came up with it on my own.

These probably wont be blurbs and will be longer!

I'm currently writing for >>>>

Breakfast Club

HARRY POTTER

Spencer Reid / MGG

The Maze Runner

Buzzfeed Unsolved

Spiderman

Barry Allen

Theres a list of who I write best for on my page!! ^^^^

1. "I told you not to read that."

2. "Sir, this is for children only."

3. "Are you kidding me? We're not 'fine'!"

4. "Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no!"

5. "Hey... what's wrong with your face?"

6. "You look a lot different from your profile picture."

7. "Are you going to keep walking by my house, or are you going to come in?"

8. "Dude, it's three in the morning."

9. "I can't believe I use to think he was attractive."

10. "Actually, you *are* speaking to the manager."

11. "This isn't going to be a typical best man's speech."

12. "According to this, you owe them eighty thousand dollars."

13. "That's the worst reason I've ever heard to have a baby."

14. "I didn't even recognize you!"

15. "You're Satan."

16. "I need a place to stay."

17. "It's six o'clock in the morning, you're not having vodka."

18. "Safety first. What are you? FIVE?"

19. "This is girl talk, so leave."

20. "You're bleeding all over my carpet."

21. "Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now."

22. "Hold still."

23. "You're not interested, are you?"

24. "Oh honey, I'd never be jealous of you."

25. "I'm telling you, I'm haunted."

26. "Touch her again and I'll break your wrist."

27. "Don't look behind you, hurt that guy is checking you out."

28. "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend."

29. "Quick! Kiss me!"

30. "Just shut up and kiss me."

31. "I hate high school reunions."

32. "I think I picked up your coffee by mistake."

33. "I've never felt this way before... and it scares the shit out of me."

34. "Wait a second, are you jealous?"

35. "This is by far the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."

36. "You never told me you had a fucking twin."

37. "Am I suppose to be scared of you?"

38. "You're hiding something from me."

39. "A wedding?"

40. "Where would someone hide in a town like this?"

41. "H-how long have you been standing there?"

42. "Is this skirt suppose to be this short? I kinda feel like a french whore" *

43. "Oh fuck off."

44. "When did you take that?"

45. "I hid it."

46. "Stop trying to look cool in paparazzi pictures, you look like a dumbass." *

47. "Can you stop laughing?"

48. "You look like a reptile from this angle. Lizard? Snake? Turtle? I just can't decide." *

49. "You have a dirty mind."

50. "You guys are lame."

51. "I don't know. Resurrection maybe?"

52. "This is a safe space." "What the hell are you talking about?" "SAFE SPACE!"

53. "Just stab him."

54. "I'm in dire need of assistance."

55. "I'm gonna die in an elevator full of idiots."

56. "Shoot me."

57. "I feel like you know." *

58. "You're making me dizzy."

59. "I don't want any excuses, they must have the hottest date ever."

60. "Are you with him because it's easy?"

61. "Dibs!" *

62. "If we die, I'm going to kill you."

63. "Do you think you could just go *one* day without pissing me off?"

64. "Your hands are really soft." *

65. "We've become the clingy newlyweds you've always complained about."

66. "Pregnant?"

67. "We are SO much cuter than them."

68. "Wanna go for a drive?"

69. "Is there a reason you're blushing like that?"

70. "Sleep over? Please?"

71. "Are we on a date right now?"

72. "Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't suppose to see that."

73. "Well I think you're beautiful."

74. "Your feet are so cold!"

75. "You come here often?" "Well I work here, so I'll have to say yes."

76. "You met me yesterday though?" "Yes, and I would die for you in one second. Next question."

77. "I can't stop smiling."

78. "Did you see it?"

79. "Don't leave me alone."

80. "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"

81. "You didn't tell me your friend was cute! Now what am I gonna do?"

82. "How can you drink that stuff?"

83. "Stop apologizing for other people! You aren't the shitty one!"

84. "I just wanna be swept off my feet. Is that so much to ask?"

85. "Oh, my ankle! It must be broken!" *wink wink*

86. "These heels are peeling off my **skin**. But yes, keep complaing about your tie you whine ass." *

87. "I don't want to ruin your party."

88. "Could you just come get me?"

89. "Now I have to start counting all over again!"

90. "Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?"

91. "You are very endearing while you are half-asleep."

92. "But I want to hear you sing!"

93. "No- Mom- don't tell him I said that. Wait!" *

94. "And you wonder why you are still single."

95. "Somebodys cranky." "Somebody needs to shut up."

96. "She's hot. But she's evil."

97. "Pinky promise!"

98. "I'd rather jump out that window. But thanks." *

99. "Hello, sunshine."

100. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

BONUS:

Prompts based on things my best friend has said (changed a little bit for context)

1b. "Man, I hope this ice melts soon."

2b. "Holy SHIT the Disney World parking lot is packed."

3b. "Those tree lights are burning my retinas."

4b. "These are fun to work with." "Not to eat." "No!"

5b. "I mean, I could hit a kid with a car."

6b. "You up? I need to call you! It's not bad it's just kinda funny!"

7b. "Wow I can't imagine being that rich! How old are the kids, maybe I can date one."

8b. "The oldest I would go? 98 I think, for money purposes."

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Hey, I have a few questions regarding chap 165 where Ogata shoots Yuusaku. Since Yuusaku led the charge, didn't the 7th know he was killed by friendly fire? Do you think they ever suspected Ogata? Also in the scene between Yuusaku being shot and Ogata looking down his just fired rifle is a obscure scene with cracks and splatter and I can't stop thinking about it because I don't know what that is. Why does the perspective have Ogata aiming down, not up like the next page?

It’s an interesting quesiton and one that, as far as I know, is about a topic that wasn’t touched before!

Personally I don’t think the 7th division realized Yuusaku was killed by friendly fire but, even if they did, it likely wouldn’t be an occurrence that would surprise them greatly to the point to suspect someone did it on purpose.

First of all dead by friendly fire wasn’t so uncommon.

There have been many thousands of friendly fire incidents in recorded military history, accounting for an estimated 2% to 20% of all casualties in battle. The rate of friendly fire has remained remarkably stable, and unimproved, over the past 200 years. So it’s not like Yuusaku had died in a dark halley where someone clearly shoot him by purpose. He was on a battleground and being shoot by friendly fire in the heat of the battle could happen.

But there are also more things to consider.

Let’s start with how low were the chances that someone would notice the bullet direction during the battle.

Yuusaku is in the middle of a charge when he’s shoot. We don’t see much of that one but we saw a little of a previous one.

Look at the soldiers.

They aren’t really looking at Yuusaku, they’re looking ahead, to their enemies. Bullers are falling around them, a guy next to Yuusaku had one bullet going through his hat for crying out loud, there’s a general confusion and adrenaline is high.

It seems in such situation you suffer of tunnel vision, which is the loss of peripheral vision with retention of central vision, resulting in a constricted circular tunnel-like field of vision. In short you aren’t fully aware of what’s going on around you.

Assaults were hell, we can see another example of one in chap 1.

And another in chap 76.

People is busy surviving and, even if they might notice something, unless it doesn’t threaten their own survival it’s not a priority and will be dismissed.

So, although it’s true that the bullet went through Yuusaku’s skull and apparently came out from his eye causing blood to spray out ahead of Yuusaku and not behind him, this has lasted very likely only a bunch of seconds, seconds in which the soldiers were too busy in trying to survive to check on Yuusaku.

Yuusaku’s knees bend and he falls and people might not have noticed it or cared about it. Remember the pressure put on Sugimoto, his desperate wish to stay alive? (Chap 24)

This is the confusion and the emotional state in which the soldiers are fighting. People fall down but you instead get up and leave them behind and fight and try to survive.

Maybe someone noticed Yuusaku fell and cared enough to go to check on him as he was the flagbearer and Hanazawa’s son. Maybe he just fell and people continued to fight without even realizing it.

In this setting is even less likely they could see from which direction the bullet come.

If someone has noticed him falling and has picked him up, trying to bring him back to a doctor, he likely didn’t notice from where the bullet go through and from where it went out. The fact that conveniently Ogata seems to have hit Yuusaku’s eye probably helped not to notice that’s from where the bullet went out and, in addition to this, it seems it’s not so easy to figure out which is the exit hole and the entering hole of a nurmal bullet, so probably a soldier wouldn’t have realized.

Sure, a doctor might have noticed which direction the bullet took, but the doctor probably didn’t see the scene and, even if he did, dead by friendly fire happened, so he likely didn’t think anything of it, except maybe it was sad to lose someone due to friendly fire. Maybe, considering how Yuusaku was considered a luck bringer due to his virginal status, he didn't even report he was killed by friendly fire afraid this would be seen as a sign of misfortune and lower the soldiers' morale.

Now, although we don’t see people near to Ogata, it can be there were other soldiers next to him.

Ogata was in one of the trenches and we see there could be other soldiers there...

...maybe even Tanigaki...

...but I doubt they realized Ogata was aiming at Yuusaku. Yuusaku was in the middle of the battle, and they too likely were aiming at the middle of the battle, trying to hit a Russian. And, of course, they couldn’t see Ogata’s bullet track and realize it went through Yuusaku’s skull.

Long story short, I’m not sure the 7th could have realized on its own how Yuusaku died, especially considering flag bearers like Yuusaku had a high mortality rate.

They might, ‘might’ have been told by a doctor... but I think everyone believed it was preferable if Yuusaku died fighting than by being shoot by friendly fire.

That’s why Tanigaki thinks that it’s a good idea to kill Kenkichi in the back in the middle of the confusion, because no one is going to suspect Kenkichi was killed on purpose by friendly fire.

Still... Ogata is disliked so could they still suspect him?

It’s noteworthy to point out Yuusaku didn’t die in his first charge or his second. He died after quite an amount of charges. And Ogata never shoot him although at each charge he had the same chances to kill him as in the one in which he killed him.

So, unless something happened of which everyone was aware of, I think people wouldn’t think Ogata suddenly decided to shoot his brother when he hadn’t done it for so many times.

It’s also clear Ogata didn’t benefit at all from Yuusaku’s death as Hanazawa didn’t suddenly remember he had another son, actually since Yuusaku was nice with Ogata and was of higher rank, people might have viewed Yuusaku’s dead as a damage to him because he would have lost the support of a second lieutenant and, possibly of one of the few people nice to him.

So honestly no, I don’t think they would have jumped to the conclusion Ogata killed Yuusaku. Flagbearers had a high mortality rate so Yuusaku was likely expected to die soon and probably no one was surprised when it eventually happened.

Maybe they tossed it as ‘another joke at Ogata’s expense’, hoping the accusation would hurt him, or maybe commenting how Ogata wasn’t appropriately grief stricken, but I doubt they believed he did it. They likely just considered him cold and unpleasant and wanted to hurt him because they didn’t like him, not because they had concrete suspicions.

In short they might have done it more in Koito’s fashion, ‘he’s the son of a scammer so he HAS to be a scammer himself because he has an unpleasant personality’ than in a genuine ‘hey, I think there is a genuine possibility Ogata killed his brother because he has the motive, the means and the opportunity’ fashion or ‘Ogata should have killed his brother because there’s proof X’ fashion. No concrete suspicions, just usual bullying.

After all a similar suspicion, if based on something vaguely concrete, would have required a huge investigation considering Yuusaku’s status and would have reached Hanazawa’s ears as well so, since nothing as such happened, I think it’s safe to assume the soldiers in the 7th had no idea Ogata murdered his brother and, if there was among them someone who knew about it (maybe because he overheard Ogata and Tsurumi’s conversation) he just kept it for himself.

I know many thinks Tsurumi didn’t want Yuusaku to be killed but truth is Tsurumi didn’t want Yuusaku to be killed because he hoped he could turn useful to his cause and we saw he checked Ogata’s progresses on him. Yuusaku’s failure to kill a Russian prisoner of war and his stubborn obedience to his father’s instructions likely sealed his fate as someone who wouldn’t be useful whatsoever to Tsurumi’s cause as he clearly wouldn’t:

- approve stealing the Ainu gold for Tsurumi’s benefit

- approve using it to buy weapons to oppose to central command and create a dictatorship under Tsurumi’s rule

- approve murdering everyone who opposed to Tsurumi (Wada, for example)

- approve murdering his own father so that this would cause central command to shift the blame on the 7th so Tsurumi can fed on the 7th discontentment’s.

If Yuusaku had survived the war he would have clearly opposed to Tsurumi’s plan at each chance he got (and clearly couldn’t be involved in his father’s murder). Tsurumi needed to replace him with someone more complacent like Koito, who does everything he can for Tsurumi.

The charisma Yuusaku showed would have also played to Tsurumi’s disadvantage as men who would have followed Tsurumi now would have been torn between following Tsurumi and Yuusaku.

So I think in the end Tsurumi gave Ogata permission to shoot Yuusaku... though he might have voiced it in a less direct manner.

Ogata is still guilty of agreeing to shoot Yuusaku down for his own purposes but, ultimately, I think he had permission to do it... and he had no reasons to rush things and do it on his own. Yuusaku was clearly proving he wouldn’t be of use to Tsurumi (never mentioning Tsurumi had to have a hand into staging the whole war prisoner thing) so it was only a matter of time before Tsurumi would allow him.

Sorry but I’m not really sure why you find this scene obscure...

We saw in previous scenes how Ogata, to aim, has to basically raise himself above the trench and shoot in an almost orizontal manner, his rifle only slightly pointed a bit higher.

The view changes a bit according to the angle from which the scene is seen but that’s likely Ogata is more or less aiming always with the same angle.

So when Ogata shoot Yuusaku he likely wasn’t aiming down, he was aimingthe same as in the other situation. If the picture with him seems to have him aiming down it's either just the scene being seen by another angle or, alternatively, he was just lowering his gaze as he watched Yuusaku fall since he had already shoot him (Ogata normally aims at the head and therefore that’s what he looks at so it makes sense he had to slightly lower his gaze to follow Yuusaku’s fall).

Or have I misunderstood what you mean? If that’s the case I apologize.

Thank you for your ask!

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Do you take writing requests? I noticed your backstory for Arthur and Abigail and I'm curious if you would be willing to write that out. Can't wait for the next chapter of May The Sunrise!

July 1894Western Minnesota

It was one of the good nights, one of the real good nights.  The bank job went over flawlessly that afternoon, and they’d made it back to camp.  Whiskey and beer flowing, songs being sung–watch maintained by John and Javier first, though, just in case.  She felt good too.  She’d been with them only a few months, but they’d become something special to her already.  Family, a different kind of family from all the sisters she’d had growing up among painted ladies in Council Bluffs.  She had menfolk in her life now too, and as more than transient marks or customers, and more than–well, Uncle sure wasn’t much, whatever he was.  A father of sorts in Hosea, and the rest, some aimed to be brothers, and others, there was nothing to be ashamed of a girl having a good time with some fine-looking men.  She and Javier had some fun, and Lord, the things that man knew how to do, wicked and gentle all at once.  She’d had her share of men before that, but truly, she’d had little idea.  Dutch–Dutch had been another thing entirely.  She’d ended that night exhausted in the best way possible, but with the oddest sense he was done with her after that, and he hadn’t asked her back to his tent again.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but in her opinion, it did a pussy some good.  Far better that she choose like this and enjoy it than it had been in a year of lying back for men who’d paid their fare for a ride, with no choice in that at all.  Some of them hadn’t been so bad, but some had.  She liked this life, wild and free.  She liked these people, who gave her choices and looked at her as something more than something to scratch an itch.

Passing around the south end of camp, taking another slug of whiskey, she could hear Dutch’s happy holler, “–done Jesse James and Cole Younger one better, boys, they got run right outta Minnesota in ‘76–”There was a dry chuckle at that, and she turned.  There was Arthur, sitting there on a crate, carefully loading bullets into the empty slots of a bandolier by lantern light.  Though from how he fumbled with it a bit here and there, he’d obviously had his share of the bottle of whiskey on the barrel top alongside his project.  He looked up, saw her, and gave her a crooked grin.  “My God, to hear old Dutch talking, you’d think we knocked over that damn Northfield bank itself that turned back the James/Younger gang, not a little thing like Star Lake.  That bank manager?  I couldn’t hardly keep a straight face listening to that Swedish accent he got, or Norwegian, or whatever the hell it was.”Laughing at it herself, she sat down on the other side of the barrel.  “That accent were funny as hell, right?  ‘Oh, Miss, don’tcha know that?’  Thought it’d take him a year to get a sentence out!”  She tried picking up one of the bullets herself, threading it carefully into a leather loop. “Other way,” he said, but not angrily.  “I’m right handed.  Bullet nose goes to the left so I can grab and load real easy, no need to turn it around, see?”  He plucked one out, mimed loading it right into a revolver, motion easy and instinctive, even tipsy.  Big hands, but deft ones–well, that sparked a wicked little notion in her mind that grew the more she let herself mull it over.  “You want ‘em all put the same way for that.”  She nodded, untucking the bullet and reversing it.

“You done good in that bank,” he went on.  She’d been there playing a customer, keeping everyone quiet and acting terrified, and picking a few pockets in the bargain.  

“Thanks.”  They worked there together, finishing up the job.  She looked up at him in increasingly interested glances.  Thirty, just about, and not at all a bad looking man, handsome in that big, broad, bluff and hearty sort of a way.  Funny man too, at that.  He seemed like the sort of man who could be a good time.  The hook of curiosity was there and set.  So she went right for the target.  “Seems it’s a night for celebrating.  Having a good time.  So–I wouldn’t mind me some company tonight, if you was interested.”        He paused at that, really looking at her then.  Brow furrowed for a second, and if he made some cheap remark about Dutch and Javier having had her first, he could fuck right off and jerk off, thank you very much.  Then he reached out, took another fairly strong pull on the whiskey bottle.  “Well, why not.”  He gave a low chuckle, shaking his head.  “Pretty girl like you, I’d have to be a fool to say ‘no’, wouldn’t I?”His tent was right there, and soon enough he had the flaps closed behind them.  She wouldn’t light the lantern–last thing this needed was casting shadows on the tent wall and giving everyone one of those Magic Lantern shows.  The firelight cut through the tent wall enough to give some faint glow, so she could see enough.

One hand on his shoulder, she pushed him down towards his cot, and he went.  Climbing on, straddling his hips, she braced up on those fine broad shoulders of his, leaning down to kiss him.  Now here was a surprise–rather than going right at it, Arthur kissed far sweeter than she thought, his fingers weaving into her hair, the other hand on her back, holding her close.  Soft and almost wistful, and apparently Dutch’s enforcer had something more to him than she’d thought.  Not an unwelcome surprise at that.She kissed him harder, reached down, got the buckle of his gun belt, undid it easily.  He reacted like a damn spooked horse, practically freezing up under her, inhaling sharply, hands suddenly tense on her.  She laughed at that, but kindly, in a way that was meant to make it all right again.  “Been a bit since you had a woman?  That’s all right.  You work hard enough, guess you ain’t getting much time for pleasure.  But you know what they say.  All work and no play makes Arthur a dull boy.”

He gave a slow, rueful chuckle.  “I fear I make a pretty dull boy no matter what.”“Oh, I wouldn’t say that.”  She leaned in to kiss him again, but he ducked her lips, turning his head aside so the kiss landed on one stubbled cheek.

He breathed in deeply, then exhaled, breath with a whiff of whiskey warm against her cheek.  “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

Well, she could feel as she shifted on his lap that one part of him certainly wanted to be doing this, and the sooner the better.  “Why not?  I ain’t married to Javier.  Or you bothered that I was with Dutch?”

“Fair’s fair.  I figure a woman’s free to bed anyone she wants, if we fellas can.”

“Then really, what the hell is the problem?”  

He reached up, touched her cheek, and gave a sad, awkward little smile.  “Ain’t nothing about you.  It’s me.”    

Could he be more cryptic?  But she’d seen some of the girls with their customers, men missing some girl they’d lost or couldn’t have, and Hosea had made some wry joke about him pining for a girl.  “This about that girl, that Mary I heard about?”  She leaned down, kissed him again, lightly.  “You missing her? I could make you forget.”  A whore was damn good at that, at being the girl they really wanted.  She couldn’t say how many women’s names she’d been called by.  “Or you can call me by whatever name, if that’s what you need.”“No, nothing to do with Mary.  But there’s a girl I damn well shouldn’t let myself forget,” and there was a sudden grim note of iron in his voice.  Carefully but firmly, he got her by the hips, lifting her off him, setting her to sit down beside him.  “I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have even started this.”

There was something else in this now, something within her that she’d almost have to call a sort of fear.  She’d gotten swept out far from the riverbank on this one.  Gone in expecting cheerful fun with a man who seemed obvious and uncomplicated, and suddenly she’d seen there was a hell of a lot going on inside him, things she couldn’t touch and couldn’t understand.  Depths to him that felt unseen and unknowable, and far, far too much for her.  Who the hell are you really, Arthur Morgan?  “It’s fine.  I seen men before who need one woman in particular.  They can’t pretend with anyone else.  Whoever she is, she’s lucky.”

He huffed out a soft chuckling laugh, looking down at his hands, clasped between his knees.  “Oh, now, I wouldn’t say she’s anything like lucky for having gotten tangled up with me.”  There was a weary note in his voice that made him think perhaps she’d died, but she wouldn’t ask.  “But you’re a good girl, Abigail Roberts.  You deserve a man who ain’t in your bed only for the forgetting.  Some lucky bastard who can’t barely believe he gets to call you his–calls you by your own name, too.”She shook her head, incredulous.  “That right there might be the finest thing a man’s said to me in a long time.”    

“If that ain’t sad commentary on the brainless degenerates you been keeping company with, not sure what is.”  He gave her a wry smile.  “Counting myself among that number, mind.”

“Oh, you’re not so bad.”“A lady having a good opinion of me?  That’s rare as hen’s teeth.”She scoffed at him at that.  “I ain’t no lady!”

“And I ain’t no gentleman, so here we sit, you and me.”  Reaching for the cigarettes on the barrel top by his bedside, he offered her the packet, and she drew one out.  Taking one for himself, he struck a match, a tiny flare of light in the twilight gloom of the tent, and lit her cigarette for her.  Sitting there beside him, having a peaceful smoke, wishing she could do something for him, sad and lonely as he was, strangely kind as he’d proved.  Obviously fucking wasn’t on the menu, but he seemed a little brighter now even just having her sit there and talk, so maybe that helped.  

Finishing his smoke, he dropped it, crushing it out underneath his boot heel.  “Gotta go take my watch, but you can sleep here if you want.  Quieter than bunking down around Uncle’s snores and farts.”

“That, and it lets everyone think we was very busy in here.  Gets them off your back about going whoring for a few months, I reckon?”

He smirked, tapping his temple with two fingers, then pointing them at her.  “There’s a clever girl.  I figured you was one.”

She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile.  Reached over and mussed up his hair a bit, as if she’d been running her fingers through it, feeling that momentary catch of tension in him again at her touch.  Minnesota July air was humid enough, and closing the tent flaps made it even worse, so they probably both looked sweaty enough to sell the idea of having had a pretty vigorous tumble in his tent.  “Don’t worry.  They ask me about it, you was truly magnificent tonight.”

“Doing me a favor, then?”

“Oh, it’s doing me a favor too.  Them boys already gotta push for the standards you been holding them to, right?  They think that here’s one more thing you set the bar about impossibly high, they’re gonna have to work all the harder to keep up.”  John especially would probably take that as a challenge and a half, given she could see he practically worshipped Arthur.His laugh at that was deep and genuine, covering his eyes with one hand, shoulders shaking.  “My God, you truly are something else, Abigail.”  Finishing her own cigarette, she lay back on the cot as he went and undid the tent flaps, cooler night air rushing in.  He wasn’t wrong.  This wasn’t fine living, but it was a bit more comfortable than her pallet underneath the wagon.  “Good night,” she said, softly enough she thought he might not hear it.  Though from how he paused in the doorway of the tent, and nodded, apparently he had.  Then he was gone.

[leftwriteb]

Industry Trend: Battle Royale Can't Battle It Out

It was with the explosive popularity of the likes of Fortnite, PUBG and The Culling that the battle royale genre was catapulted to the forefront of videogames. Whether its the boggling numbers of players that were playing such titles, the desperate scrambles by developers and publishers to cash in on the trend or the sheer volume of indistinguishable titles that began to surface, battle royale games have to battle amongst themselves and, ultimately, that is a fight that’s doomed to fail.

The genre itself isn’t new, of course. Going back a number of years, the growing success of the genre can be seen within mods for ARMA 2 and Minecraft, experiences that allowed players to duke it out amongst themselves before the genre had taken off as it has now. What really brought such games to the forefront of player, developer and publisher conscience was the marriage of intense multiplayer action and the spectacle of personalities and streaming, with Twitch growing in popularity just as rapidly as the genre and associated games were themselves.

While the focus seemed to shift, the idea was the same. DayZ came and went. The Culling came and went. The Culling 2 came and went even quicker. PUBG had a larger foothold, especially so as it made the jump to Xbox One. It was a situation that began to grow and showed no sign of slowing down. What came next though was unprecedented. Fortnite, a free to play experience, became a behemoth. Over the course of several months, the game exploded in popularity. Streamers like” Ninja” began pulling in ginormous numbers of viewers while they played and special in game events, including a crossover event with Avengers: Infinity War, kept things fresh and changing. It became integral to kid culture and the in-game purchases became a must have. It’s worth noting that the aforementioned was something that drew publishers from miles around like vultures too.

Other popular series then began introducing their own take on the genre, with Call of Duty, Battlefield and Red Dead Redemption 2 each promising their own unique spin on a gameplay style people were becoming perhaps too familiar with. Over the course of just a few years, battle royale games have become a staple in the videogames industry across the board and seem to show no signs of slowing down, especially so as Respawn Entertainment watches their new title, Apex Legends, drawing in a playerbase from scratch way quicker than anybody likely thought possible. Only 3 days in, 10 million players had given the game a whirl so another large free-to-play game enters the fray.

But it’s important to remember that what goes up must come down. And just like a player skydiving to the map below, the popularity of battle royale will surely come down. The industry obsession with trying to stake a claim in the royale riches is an unsustainable one.

Imagine, if you will, that each gamer that’s interested in battle royale games is represented by a small counter. With the genre having been in the public eye for some time now, it’s safe to say at this point that those who are at all interested in the genre are already within this huge stack of counters. Sure, there’s a small handful of new counters added to the stack here and there, but the amount is so few that we already have a ginormous stack of counters that doesn’t seem to really change in volume. Now imagine that these counters have to be distributed out to each title that wants their attention.

So, we begin dishing out these counters. A chunk of them goes to PUBG. Another chunk of counters goes to Fortnite. Another stack to Apex Legends and another stack to Call of Duty’s Blackout mode. This distribution goes on and on until we have dished out the counters. It’s after this that you begin to see the issue: there’s only so many counters to hand out and it’s rare that these counters move from their original pile to another. The genre has been around long enough that it’s not really drawing in new players because those who are excited by the prospect of battle royale are already involved. There’s only so many players to go around when there’s so many various playerbases.

As new games release and as time goes on, these counters begin to move away and shift at a rate that isn’t replenished. More and more battle royale games surface without there being enough players to sustain them. We’ve already seen small rumblings from games like Realm Royale, The Darwin Project and H1Z1 as they try to maintain themselves in such a crowded market. There simply isn’t enough to go around. This isn’t exactly a new phenomenon, with “games as a service” already having been hit by the exact same issue. A little before battle royale was a publishers favourite phrase, the likes of Ubisoft and Activision were desperate to get us hooked on “games as a service”; experiences that never really let us go and change over time to try and keep us constantly playing and, more often than not, always reaching into our wallet too. Just like battle royale, these games each carved out their own pool of dedicated players: Destiny fans, The Division fans, Overwatch fans, Sea of Thieves fans, Fallout 76 fans. Really, battle royale games are no different as evident by Fortnite using an ever changing landscape and challenges to keep players engaged. Each one tried to become your main gaming priority. The problem was that if you played one, you very much tended to stick to just the one and there was little overlap.

With The Division 2 and Anthem on the way, the issue is only going to get worse. Developers and publishers want more and more of our time (and, ultimately, money) but we only have so much to give. The shared problem with “games as a service” and battle royale games is that their approach and content is always shifting and in order to stay relevant and this means you have to truly pay attention. If you’re doing that and you’re attempting to stay within or ahead of the meta, you haven’t got the time to learn the details of multiple massive games at a time.

As more and more titles surface, this issue gets worse and worse and the many piles of counters under each banner begin to thin out. As they do so, this array of titles begin to become unsustainable and then disappear.

There are two avenues that you can go down to get aboard the bandwagon: either get your game out fast and get ahead of the competition or take your time and hope that your game speaks for itself upon launch. We’ve seen how well the former pans out already.

Boss Key Productions, the studio behind the now deceased battle royale game Radical Heights, jumped aboard the battle royale hypetrain following the rather disastrous launch of their previous title, Lawbreakers. The aforementioned shooter failed to find an audience within such a saturated market so they aimed to turn things around by, unfortunately, jumping into yet another saturated market. The studio, co-founded by Cliff Bleszinski, did at least attempt to offer a new twist on the genre but the game was dubbed by the studio itself as “extreme early access” and wound up being too broken and buggy to get a solid foothold. It was only a month before it was deemed a failure and the last ditch attempt by the studio to stay afloat failed.

The same thing happened with the launch of The Culling 2, a game that shut down after an even smaller window. A sequel to the first The Culling game, The Culling 2 fell far short of the generally positive reception of the first game and was quickly deemed a disaster. The royale game that needed 50 players per match managed to dwindle to a concurrent player count of single digits within 48 hours of release. Fans of the original believed that the developers had jumped into a sequel far too soon and was chasing money. It was a gamble that didn’t pay off.

At the other end of the spectrum however is the idea that you can release something later on so long as it is polished and has something fresh to offer. Perhaps the weirdest way of battling things out with other players is to do so using your skills with Tetriminoes, an experience offered for free with Tetris 99 on the Switch. While the surprise announcement and release of the game seems hasty, it offers a fresh take on a popular game that appeals to so many.

Meanwhile, established series are eager to be part of the conversation, with Call of Duty becoming home to its own Blackout Mode, a PUBG-esque experience that was developed instead of an explosive campaign like every CoD game before it. The beta for the mode drew many players in and, once again, a new spin on something so many people are familiar with seemed to catch peoples attention. These established series provide solid foundations for newer styles, ideally meaning these experiences are more polished from the get go.

Other series are weighing in too. Red Dead Redemption may well have an online mode that is still growing and developing but an element of that experience is their Most Wanted mode, a survival of the fittest. With the critical and commercial success of the game, players already looked at the game favourably so an online mode that is actively in beta didn’t seem to phase as many as you would think. It’s not the only game that is adding in royale elements after the launch though, as Battlefield V is slated to be getting a battle royale experience of its own later this year.

It’s an understandable move by EA: battle royale is where the players are and is also where the money is so why not chase that with a series that’s already made a name for itself. The issue is that many Battlefield players consider the game to be a little half-baked. The game itself sits at a user rating on Metacritic of around 3… and that’s if you round up too. The prospect that another large chunk of the game is not only unfinished but not even available until months after release is telling of just how desperately this trend will be chased. It’s almost undeniable that the game was release way before it should have been but the risk was taken in an attempt to cash in on winter sales numbers and the shifting focus of gamers at large. EA has their sights fixed on royale but it’s even worse than you think.

Why? Because not only are they competing with larger adversaries but they will soon be actively competing against themselves. Under the publishing arm of EA, Respawn Entertainment has just launched their own battle yoyale experience as we’ve discussed; Apex Legends, a shooter that takes elements of their previous Titanfall series and layers them with a lick of battle royale and hero-shooter paint. While the new title is doing well for itself so far, no doubt partially because it is also free to download, when Battlefield finally launches its own royale mode, there will be two similar experiences competing against each other that have both surfaced from the very same publishing branch. That’s a bizarre scenario in itself, especially when there is so much other competition in the field as it is.

It’s a little ironic really as it was over saturation and competition that led EA to kill off Respawn’s last series, Titanfall. Having launched Battlefield 1 and Titanfall 2 within a week of each other, and positioned Titanfall only a week before the release of 2016’s Call of Duty entry. Rather than delivering a 1-2-punch to CoD, it just meant that Titanfall had to go up against two other better established series of similar genre and caused it to ultimately fail. Now Respawn is choosing to once again get involved in a very busy area of the games industry. It’s doing well for itself so far but that may not last long and it may well find itself struggling once again down the line.

The carpet will be pulled out from under royale eventually. It’s only a matter of time before we see these games begin to wane. Rest assured though that something else will take the limelight and and some other craze will pop up.

Ultimately, battle royale is just the latest genre to become the favourite. We’ve seen first-person shooters flood the industry. We’ve seen unnecessary multiplayer modes tacked on to singleplayer experiences be all the rage once upon a time too. We have seen lord knows how many open-world third-person action games surface that offer very vast worlds with little in them (something I’ve touched upon before) and now we see everyone jump aboard a new ship. Eventually, that ship is going to sink. Battle royale games have begun battling it out but I’m not so sure there’ll be any winners in the end.

What do you think of the battle royale craze as it continues to grow? Are you enjoying any of the big hitters in the field or would you be glad to see the back of them? Let us know below.

[queen0fm0nsterz]

OKAY BUT THIS THEORY IS EXCELLENT! MY GOD.

I actually never understood this comic because why is the Thin Man free if he's been locked up until Mono releases him? It made no sense whatsoever. But now you literally opened my eyes to a new perspective.

And the scream the toddler heard sounds EXACTLY like Monster Six, so you theory is probably correct!

Since this brilliant theory of yours got my two remaining braincells to work again, I'd like to try and figure out when the other comics took place, including the first and sixth one. The timeline is not as linear as it seems... but let's trace it backwards. Since we begun from the most recent, a.k.a the Toddler, we should continue with the one that, according to my theory, comes immediately before him:

COMIC 4# - The Boy with the Lollipop

Okay. Let's see what we got here.

So during this episode we follow the terrified Lollipop Boy as he bravely fights his way around the school, smashing bullies left and right.

Look at him go! Makes you wanna cheer for him. Unfortunately he gets spotted by the Teacher, so he tries to hide from her with no success.

And this is when his journey ends, right?

I think not.

You see, I think that the Teacher did not infact murder the Lollipop Boy here. Actually, I don't think she murdered him at all: I believe that, while Mono ventures the school in search of Six, the Lollipop Boy may still be alive - though I really can't say he's doing well, since he's trapped in the clutches of the terrible Teacher.

Now with this in mind, I must point this scene out to you.

Pure cruelty. I was shocked the first time I played.

Anyway, putting the horrible act aside for now, I'd like for you guys to focus on two things when rewatching it: the sound of the ruler makes when she lands the hit, and the sounds the child makes.

That can't be a bully. No way. A hit like that would crash them into a milion pieces. Plus, it sounds like it's hitting flesh rather than porcelain. And the little gasps of poor child sound awfully similar to the ones of the Lollipop Boy.

So, based on this, we can assume the Lollipop Boy was made prisoner a few weeks or even days before Mono and Six arrived.

COMIC 1# - Six gets trapped by the Hunter

What makes me think the most about this is the time it takes for Mono to find and help Six. One would assume he immediately goes and look for her, but look at the tally marks on the wall.

There's 44 of them, meaning she's been locked in here for almost a month and an half... I've heard some people say that the Hunter was waiting for her to die by leaving her without food and water, but now it's clear that that isn't the case, see as Six is still alive after 44 days of imprisonment.

Huh. Makes you wonder.

Anyway, I personally believe the Lollipop Boy was taken by the Teacher sometime during that month and an half where Six was locked in that room by the Hunter. We don't have any way to prove this, but it would make sense if the one the Teacher is hurting really is the Lollipop Boy. Would explain why so many of the Bullies have their heads cracked.

These next ones are tricky and the order could be wrong. However they all happened before Six and Mono met for the first time.

COMIC 3# - The Girl with the Bloody Nose

So when we first meet the Girl, we'll her call Spoon, she's being kept in a cell in the depths of the Hospital. She's trying to break out and a misterious someone lends her a hand, sliding spoons under her door to help her escape. This someone also appears to be keeping track of the days she spends digging her way out of the cell, going as far as to make tally marks on the wall.

(76 days and she isn't even done digging the hole yet. Poor child...)

Anyway; once she eventually manages break free, she discovers that she just reached a different, empty cell. Suddenly the door opens and Spoon is free! Or so she thinks...

Yeah. Doc here made her his little passion project, and unlike the Lollipop Boy, I don't think Spoon made it.

Still, what I'm asking you to note here is the lack of patients. You see, we actually get to see the room where Spoon was kept in the game, and the locations immediately before and after? Filled to the brim with patients.

But in the comic? No patients in sight, not even the moving hands! Plus, the room is located in the first floor and we never see the Doctor crawling around there during the game.

This leads me to believe that this was a time were either A) There weren't as many patients as we see in the game or B) There were no patients at all. I lean more on the former, simply due to the fact that Doc looks and acts pretty much the same as how we see him in the game, minus the fact that he's on the first floor.

Which leads me to our next child...

COMIC 5# - The Ghost Kid

I genuinely feel bad for them. They were so close to freedom... Basically this comic is just little Ghost sneaking past a couple of Viewers and taking with them a most likely dead rat. Unfortunately the Viewers see them and... well, their fate is unclear, but it's not looking too good for them.

Now, hear me out.

So we all know the conditions the Pale City is in currently, right? Devastated. A literal post apocalyctic city, every single building is damaged on some degree and its inhabitants aren't doing so well either, and don't get me started about the state their houses are in. It's a big mess.

But look at how this house is kept.

It's... surprisingly well kept - well, for Pale City standards. Plus we see the couple sitting on the couch together, which is something we never see in the game.

And the most important thing, the TV. You see, right before Ghost gets captured by the two Viewers, the TV turns off, which is why they get to them in the first place.

But how does it turn off? Good question. Ghost doesn't have a remote, so we can roll them out of the picture, and there was no electrical failure because all the other lights stay on when the TV is off. And I don't think it turn off by itself either, because... why would it? We've never seen a TV turning off by itself in the game so why would it now?

The only option left is that the Viewers noticed Ghost leaving and turned off the TV by themselves while getting up to catch them.

If this is correct, then this comic is set in an early stage of the Pale City slowly becoming what it is today - a desolated land filled with zombies who will eventually be consumed by the Signal Tower. What's interesting to me is that the implication is that here the Viewers still retain some sort of willpower, unlike they do in the games.

And we're done! The only comic I can't place is the last one, in which Mono runs away from... whatever entities that were trying to catch him.

The only thing I'm sure of is that this definetely happened before the first comic. Maybe while Mono ran, Spoon was also digging her way out? Could be.

SO TO WRAP THIS UP! If all this is, infact, correct, the timeline for these comics would be:

Ghost wanders around an early version of the current Pale City.

Some time after that, Spoon tries and fails to break out of the Hospital. Possibly during that time, Mono is snatched away by the misterious entity.

Somehow, he manages to break free and makes his way to the Wilderness where he meets Six for the first time... distracting her. She gets kidnapped.

While Six is imprisoned, the Lollipop Boy attempts to run away from the school, but the Teacher finds him and traps him.

After a month and an half, Mono finds Six and gets her out. They begin their journey in the current Pale City going through both the School and Hospital, but eventually Six gets kidnapped by the Thin Man.

While Mono slowly makes his way to Six after being injured, The Toddler hears Monster Six through the TV and he gets closer to it. The Thin Man mistakes him for Mono and kidnaps him as well.

And that's all! Wow, this was long but your theory really got me thinking.

The bizarre mystery of the Little Nightmares 2  episode 2 comic

For those of you who are unaware, a few weeks before the little nightmares 2 game was released, the developers had announced that they would be releasing a new 6 part digital comic series. From what we were told, this comic series would update two “episodes”  every two weeks until the games eventual release.

of the many episodes that were seen, the most popular of the six  were the first and last, episode 1 and 6. Naturally, these two episodes gained an enormous amount of popularity due to our main protagonists mono and six being the main focus. However, aside from these two episodes, the other four presented an entirely different character. The four kids seen in these episodes were, the spoon girl, lollipop kid, ghost child and The toddler. 

At first, many fans had assumed the digital comics were created in order to help explain events that had occurred before mono met six in the little nightmares 2 game, in other words, many of us had believed that these comics were classified as prequel material for the events of the game….or at least….that’s what we thought….

A few months after the games release, theorist such as myself began to work day and night trying to figure out every little detail  within the game in order to make sense of what the heck was actually going on in the little nightmares world, especially after “that” ending. In the midst of writing my own theories as well as reading and analyzing everyone elses, I began to notice that not many people had gone back to the little nightmares 2 digital comics in order to try and analyze details we might have missed.

Now, out of all of the things we saw and analyzed within the digital comics, there was always two little details that made many of us question the events of the comics, but for the longest time we never really bothered to think about it to much, because at that time…it seemed as though the answer was obvious, what am I talking about exactly? well, I’m talking about something that happened in the little nightmares 2 episode 2 comic. 

In episode 2, we once again watch another new child called “the toddler”  trying to survive within the little nightmares world. Near the end of the episode, the toddler wakes up from a horrific dream where he is killed in the very hole he is resting in. Frightened, he takes no chances and immediately leaves. As the boy marches on, he suddenly hears the terrifying screams of another child nearby. 

Curious, the boy follows the direction of the scream and comes across an old outhouse with a tv next to it, the tv suddenly turns on and the boy immediately becomes entranced by the televisions light.  Sadly, as he continues to stare at the tv, the thin man reaches out from the other side and all that is heard of the child are his frightened screams. 

As the panel draws away from the tv its revealed to us that the thin man had kidnaped the toddler and dragged him into the television.

When first seeing this episode, many believed it was the developers way of telling us that the thin man had spent much of his time kidnapping various kids around the world. Because of this belief, many of us had theorized that despite being locked up in the tower, within the pale city, the thin man was still fully capable of leaving, after all, we theorized that its was his main goal to search for mono and six. HOWEVER, upon reading episode 2, I couldn’t help but feel that something was off and I’m sure there were a few others who felt the same. What exactly felt so off about this episode? well, this may sound strange but…something about that scream the toddler heard in the forest… didn’t make sense.

And I know what you are thinking, “ well that was obviously just a kid screaming in horror as he/she was being taken by the thin man”, yes, I understand that…. but……as  I heard that scream over and over again, I couldn’t help but feel it sounded like it was almost….”non human”

when the toddler was kidnapped by the thin man and he lets out his own screams of terror, I, as well as other, did not question it, because it genuinely did sound like a child screaming out in horror….so then… why didn’t the other scream sound just the same to us?….unless….what if there was something else going on with that other child?…but what? the comics were short and did not present much information to the audience. In hopes of coming up with a breakthrough I decided to once again go back to the little nightmares 2 game and wait to see if some of the events within the game would help.

 As I watched the tower chapter of the game, for what feels like an infinite amount of times, I began to realize something….something so horrific that it could possibly once again topple every theory I had about the little nightmare’s world and lead me and many other back to the theory board in order to make sense of EVERYTHING all over again!…. what exactly was so shocking? well…..the screams heard by the toddler in chapter 2….the very screams we believed at the time were just the cries of another terrified child within the little nightmares world….were NEVER the screams of someone we didn’t know!….whos were they exactly?…well…. they were the screams of MONSTER SIX!!!

But what on earth could this possibly mean???!!! Monster six was the final fight within the game, when mono faced her, he had already killed the thin man after being relentlessly chased by him….but if this is true then why was the thin man shown to be alive within episode two of the comics?!….unless…. What if episode two didn't take place before the events of the game…what if…it took place after mono freed the thin man in the game!! 

Perhaps this could explain why the toddler never encountered the hunter in the forest or near the outhouse, the hunter could very well have been already dead by the time the toddler was traveling through!…..but even if this is true, it still doesn’t explain why we heard monster sixes scream in the episode or why thin man made an appearance in the forest rather than stay in the pale city were mono was located …unless… what if something else was going on?

In the game, after the thin man captures six, six is later seen crying out for mono to help her escape the television.

unfortunately, once mono does free her from the tv, the thin man reaches his hand out and kidnaps six once again!

 As many of you may already know… this is the last time we see normal six.  As the thin man once again begins to pursue mono, mono manages to outrun the thin man on the trains by separating the railcars, 

after this moment however, we don’t see the thin man again until after mono exits the manhole cover. The thing that doesn’t make sense about this whole situation is… why didn’t the thin man just reappear in the same area mono crashed the train?

 The thin man clearly has the ability to teleport to different parts of the pale city without the need of the tvs, after all, we even saw him appear in front of mono after he exited the manhole cover near the end of the game.

 So then, why didn’t he do the same thing back when mono crashed the train? what was he really doing in that time? and most importantly…where did he go?!…perhaps we were already given an answer to his whereabouts, long before the game was ever released…

What if after realizing he couldn’t catch up to mono on the train, the thin man made the decision to search elsewhere. In the midst of his search, did the thin man decide to go back into the television, expecting mono to walk past another screen so he could better find him, just like how he did every other time in the game?

What if the thin man did sense the presence of a child coming near another television…if he did, then what if the child he found on the other end of that television screen…. was never mono…it was the toddler! 

But if this is what happened to thin man during his brief absence, then what exactly happened to six during all of this?….perhaps we were also given an answer to that  as well.

Many of us had theorized that after thin man captured six, six had begun to feel the effects of the towers hypnotic  transmission as she was dragged through the television screen. After she was taken by thin man a second time and thrown back into the towers hypnotic light, the tower could have very well begun the process of turning her into monster six! and judging by how twisted her limbs are near the end of the game, its possible that the process of being distorted caused six to scream out in horrible pain! in the midst of her transformation, her screams could have echoed throughout the tower (just like her music box did ) and was heard by all those that were near a television, including the toddler!

Mono may not have heard her painful screams because he was already to far away from any tv at the time. The only thing he did find of six, after she became lost in the towers transmission, was the one piece of her that was still desperately trying to cling onto the cruel reality it was fading from, shadow six!

Regardless of what is actually going on, this does beg the question, if episode 2 of the little nightmares 2 digital comics were to really take place in the middle of monos confrontation with the thin man and not before the events of the game, then what about the rest of the episodes of the comics? do they really all take place before the events of the game or is the timeline of the comics just as scattered as our speculations towards how the loop of the game and the little nightmares world is occurring?…honestly….whos to say….until we get some more information towards the lore of this world, everything’s still just a theory, a little nightmares 2 theory!

[thatonehiddenbladeingibraltar]

can we have pre-fall! jack m. whose soldier partner (preferably fiancé?? gotta get the angst) went mia in their latest missions. but when overwatch is recalled, they show up? bonus point if they can't recognize him ;;-) ty!!

I hate love angsty anons. Keep sending requests like this in.

You and Jack had been in a relationship for a good few years

The two of you were always at each other’s side

In missions, at public events, etc.

Everyone knew you as the Strike Commander’s partner that no one touched unless they wanted to die

Even though your engagement was a complete secret, somehow the news got out and it made everyone either freak out more in happiness or in jealously

Have you seen that man? Anyone would be jealous of whoever got to marry him

You were his shoulder to lean on after a rough day, a voice that calmed him down and provided advice in tough situations

You always kissed his cheek in front of new recruits, just to embarrass Jack

One time you even kissed him so passionately that Jack was blushing the entire day

Until the two of you were alone in the bedroom

Except for Talon (because Talon knows no bounds when it comes to Overwatch)

You were sent on a team mission to infiltrate and gather as much information in an abandoned base when it all went south

Jack didn’t even know you went missing due to bad weather conditions which prevented messages from being relayed from the ship to Overwatch until your team returns and you don’t step out of the dropship with a hug and kiss for him

He immediately devoted a good portion of Overwatch’s resources into finding you but to no avail. You were truly missing

Ana and Gabe have to keep him sane when Jack eventually comes around to the idea that you may be dead by Talon’s hand

When Switzerland rolls around, Jack finally relaxes, knowing that he may have a chance to see you

But of course he doesn’t actually leave this world. Because where’s the fun in that?

He becomes Soldier: 76 and becomes a shadow that only emerged to fight injustice and gangs all over the world

Despite all that he lived through after the fall, he never forgot you.

Not that he could, you were too important for him to even try

When Overwatch was recalled by Winston, Jack was hesitant to even go to Gibraltar

He and Ana still had work to do, but ultimately it was because of Ana that the two of them went to the base

However, when he arrives, he sees a very familiar face

Namely your face

You hadn’t aged a day and good Lord was Jack grateful for his visor which hid his shock and gaping expression

You turn to glance at the newcomers and you beam at Ana but frown at Jack

Mercy later informs Ana and Jack that you had been suffering with amnesia after being stuffed into cryostasis by Talon

You had been experimented on extensively until the base had been abandoned and had only woken up due to a tech malfunction

Naturally the prefall! agents were all a bit suspicious that you were another Widowmaker, brainwashed to kill them all in their sleep

However, you kept on going about your day like your old self and slept soundly at night

You trained with the agents that had been recalled along with new ones that had been recruited by Winston

Surprisingly you managed to retain a good portion of your fighting abilities before you went MIA when you managed to take down Reinhardt one day in the training arena

The only thing that had changed about you was that you couldn’t recognize Jack fully

You’d get the occasional twinge in your heart that he meant something to you but you could never place your finger on it

Believe anyone when they say that Jack’s mood was always unstable

Especially when you were nearby

The last time he cried so hard was when you were declared MIA

He had mourned you, he even left flowers at your parents house every year on the day you ‘died’

You tried to talk to Jack but every time you did, he either had short responses for you or just plainly ignored you

Eventually your frustration reaches its limit and one day you snap when he ignores you in the common area for the last time 

Everyone in the room went silent and Jack just stared at you before taking your hand

He led you to a secluded area on base and removed his visor, showing you his full face before you can even apologize for your outburst

In a moment, every memory about Jack Morrison returns and you actually have to hold your head in your hands because of the headache

You remember holding onto the thought of Jack retrieving you from Talon, taking out every single agent that dared to stand in his way as scientists poked and prodded at your body before forcing you into a cryo pod

All of the times you purposefully embarrassed him in front of people, standing in the wings while you waited for him to finish delivering another statement to the public, even talking about starting a family together one night

When you say “Jack?” for the first time in years, he crumbles in front of you

The two of you stand there in a tight hug as you run your hand through Jack’s silver-white hair while Jack himself tried to grasp with the fact that you were truly alive and hugging him

Even though the two of you have a lot to talk about, you’re filled with hope when Jack kisses you gently on the lips and promises to be there for you before leading you back to the base with your hand in his

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