guys what redacted character do you think you could pull if you were in the redactedverse and why (be a little delulu here, i donât wanna hear âoh but iâm uglyâ)
would you meet them the same way their listeners did or could you imagine a different scenario
Normal people wondering about shadow's wings, me wondering if shadow ever feels self conscious about his starfish head because it looks like black doom's eye, 20 years after the game.
I refuse to accept he was fully formed. In the lore, Biolizard would have grown too fast and too powerful, thus failing, but Gerald used Doom's blood as a stabilizer for Shadow.
In my HC he grew to near adulthood rabidly, gradually slowing down after each stage. Still trying to figure out how I wanna draw maria... this was a while ago, though, so I will try again soon.
Kids do grow up fast though, I once saw a boy grow a foot in like 3 days. Wild stuff, tbh.
Summary: A mermaid princess finds the only person who understands her in a princess from another world
Word count: 3.5k
CW: None!
A/N- I use a character name for this because it was easier for me to write but it can still be read as an x reader because that's what I had in mind writing it! I am seriously considering making this a series saurr let me know if you'd be interested!
Above the thrashing, powerful waves of the deep blue sea, a ship headed by a golden dragon cut through the tides like a swordfish.Â
Rhaenyra Targaryen's hair blew wildly around her face in wild silver waves as she overlooked the sea from the side of the great ship. She was in the midst of her betrothal tour- a humiliating ritual where she sailed from house to house and offered herself up like a piece of meat to the great lords. The young princess desperately longed for freedom, and here, during these quiet moments, alone on her ship, she felt that she could get a mere taste of it. At night, when she was meant to be getting the proper amount of beauty rest for a royal princess, she would sneak out and watch the sailors in their evening merriment. Drinking and singing shanties. Life at sea gave them freedom. Total control over their lives and fates. No one was forcing them to dress up like dolls and present themselves to bidders. Rhaenyra truly longed for the same.
As she should, a light sprinkle began to drop from the air. Rhaenyra didn't acknowledge the way the raindrops glazed her face, wishing the sea would swallow her whole.
"You should go inside, princess," the profoundly irritating voice of Ser Criston Cole cut through the soft music of the rain, disrupting Rhaenyra's peace. "I imagine the weather will only get worse as we approach the Stormlands."
"I am not made of sugar, Ser Criston," Rhaenyra said, exasperated. "I will not be washed away with the rain."
"Of course not, your grace, but in fact you are our princess. You must be protected and kept in perfect health at all times. Now, if you please," Ser Criston tried to pull her to her chambers, but she shrugged him off.
"What if I do not want to be as my father is, Ser Criston?" asked Rhaenyra. "Complacent. Too afraid to take risks, cut off from the rest of the world. What if my desire is to fly to the edge of the Narrow Sea on Syrax and find new ways to better our kingdom. The world advances while we remain stuck in the days of the conquest."
"It does not do well to live in fantasies, princess. Now that you've come of age, your responsibilities lie at home. Your father expects it of you."
"Yes, for me to remain cooped away in that castle in isolation and fear forever. I can't live like that. I can't explain it. Perhaps it's the blood of the dragon making me restless. But even now, I can't help but feel that there's something here calling to me.
"Princessâ" a violent bump abruptly interrupted the white cloak. The knight and the princess both turned. In the distance, they could see a dark cloud highlighted with thunder and lightning.
The captain noticed at the same time. "Storm coming in fast, all hands on deck!" The first mate parroted the message, and the entire ship descended into chaos. Sailors rapidly climbed the mast, desperately cutting the lines, as the first mate rushed to the helm and furiously spun the wheel, attempting to guide the ship away.
"We need a lifeboat for the princess, immediately!" Cole shouted at the deckhands, pulling Rhaenyra by her arm.Â
Rhaenyra watched as lightning struck the mast, and fire quickly spread across the deck. Her eyes widened at the catastrophe. Deckhands rapidly cut a lifeboat free, tossing it into the water for the young princess.Â
"Hurry, your grace!" Cole attempted to shove Rhaenyra into the boat, but she would not go.
"No! The sailors and my ladies first!" She broke free and ran, shouting like a mad woman for all the men and her ladies in waiting to board the lifeboats themselves. The sailors didn't need to be told twice, and though they attempted to encourage her to join them, she refused, searching for every soul aboard to make sure they'd escape safely.Â
"Madeline!" Rhaenyra shouted her lady's name. The small girl was curled up in a corner, holding Rhaenyra's little dog, Meria.Â
"Princess!" Madeline yelled, relieved.Â
"Come! Quickly come!" Rhaenyra grabbed Madeline and pulled her across the burning deck. Avoiding the masts as they crashed down and the canons as they rolled from side to side. Rhaenyra helped Madeline rise to the rail and jump, the dog still in hand. Rhaenyra watched as the pair hit the sea. The violent waves separated them. While Madeline was quickly pulled aboard a lifeboat, Myria lingered behind, desperately paddling to get to the boat. Rhaenyra panicked, but suddenly, it was like a gravitational force took hold of the dog and pulled her to safety. If it hadn't been a life or death situation, Rhaenrya would have pondered how it happened. However, given the circumstances, she quickly took it upon herself to climb onto the rail. But just as she was about to jump, the entire ship turned on its side, and she fell backward into the black sea.
All she saw was fire. Her lungs filled with water as the sigil of the mighty House Targaryen burned. A flash of purple. And then it all went dark.
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Children of the sea do not have tears. It is that fact, perhaps, that separates the merfolk from the humans. Long shimmering tails and siren songspells aside, the simplest divider was that when humans were hurt, they wept. But when the young royal princess of the Carinae Sea, which humans called the Blackwater Bay, was upset, all she could do was swim for hours around her gilded cage of coral and cowrie stone.Â
Princess LerĂna angrily swam through the seaweed drapes that kept her grotto hidden from all others. Her powerful tail thrust behind her, creating a shining kaleidoscope of purple and blue. As she frustratedly sat down on the large rock on the ocean floor she'd made into her little sofa, her long black hair, a mass of braids and flowing curls decorated with shells and pearls, cascaded around her head, irritating her further.
"He just doesn't understand, I don't have to see things the way he does!" she said angrily to Flounder, her childhood companion.Â
The princess and the little fish had just been scolded by her father, King Oceanus, for spending time on land.
The day had started a happy one. LerĂna had managed to escape the watchful eye of Kunle- the crab majordomo her father had assigned to watch after her, met up with Flounder and gone to find Scuttle- her seabird friend- to show him her recent human finds. Her latest favorite was what he called a Dinglehopper, used to create an aesthetically pleasing hairdo. She'd returned to the castle smiling, saying hello to every shark who made up her father's kingsguard and humming sweet songs. However, the day turned sour when Flounder accidentally mentioned to her father, King of The Seven Seas, that she'd been spending time on the surface again. Her father had done what he always did. Yelled, waved around that trident of his, and said that of every problem in the sea, she was his most troublesome. He'd given her the usual reminder that she would soon be married to a noble merman and that her fixation on the human world would not make her a more desirable bride. Bringing up how humans butchered the queen, however, was an unusual low blow. The reminder of her mother's fate sent shivers down LerĂna's spine.
Now, as she was sitting in her grotto, the one place she had to herself, she pondered her father's words. Looking around, she took in the beauty of her human treasures: the shimmering little gold coins she'd found in a pouch lost in a kelp forest, the countless books written in a human language she couldn't understand, and the gold sphere with two glass ends that made everything bigger she'd just found that very day.Â
LerĂna chuckled dryly. "I just don't understand how a world that makes such wonderful things could be so bad. I just wish I could learn more about them. See them dancing, walking around on those⌠what do you call them?" she asked, gesturing to her fins.
"Feet!" Flounder responded joyfully.
"Oh, right," LerĂna smiled. "Up there, they just walk and run wherever they want! Wandering free, without the constant eyes of crab babysitters and shark guards watching their every move. Tides, I wish I could be part of that world." LerĂna looked up at the circular opening at the top of her grotto, admiring the colors the rapidly vanishing sun cast onto the ocean surface.
"Well, what would you do there? If you could," Flounder asked.
Before the young mermaid could respond, she noticed the colors she'd admired just moments before being blocked out. A ship, she thought. She'd never seen one so close. Real live humans, so near that she imagined she could hear their voices through the waves. With the reminder of her impending doom wedding looming over her, LerĂna, it occurred to Rhaenyra that this may be her first and last chance to ever see humans up close.Â
Father will never know.
"LerĂna, I know that look. It's the bad idea look. What are you-" The little fish was abruptly interrupted by a powerful gust created by the sea princess's tail as she rapidly swam for the surface, quite literally chasing her dream. As she grew closer to the surface, she reached out her arm in front of her, desperate to be close to humanity.Â
And when she breached, she couldn't believe what she saw.
The ship was smaller than most of the wrecks she'd seen underwater, but it was still the most stunning thing she'd ever seen. The wood was a rich brown, with a golden sharp-toothed creature at the head. LerĂna believed the beast to be a dragon. She'd heard stories of dragons as a child. While tails, songspells, and salt ruled the seas, fire, blood, and wings ruled the skies. She'd been told that rulers of the human world chained them up and rode them like seahorses- just another sign of how primitive they were. And at the top, two large black sheets with a three-headed red dragon on them.
Dragons have three heads? LerĂna thought. I wonder how humans came to control them.
She swam up close to the ship, admiring the craftsmanship of each groove and hook.Â
"Isn't this amazing?" LerĂna semi-rhetorically asked.Â
"NO! It's terrifying! Let's go home!" said a panicked Flounder.
LerĂna shot him a look and continued on, ignoring him calling her.
She swam alongside the ship, coming across what appeared to be another boat tied to the larger ship. Only much, much smaller. She wondered what use humans could possibly have of one that size. As she took it in, she noticed two people conversing. Her heart skipped a beat. She'd never seen them this close. She wanted to get a better look, so she did something perhaps dangerous. Grabbing onto the small boat with both of her hands, she pulled herself inside the contraption, her long tail hanging out of the side.
There was a small hole in the ship's side, and she took a better peak to see the pair more clearly. The man was rather plain-looking, she supposed. Brown hair, a round face, and a strange, metallic, heavy-looking suit. He reminded her of TĂeres- her father's kingsguard who used to follow her around. Nothing particularly special physically, besides the fact that he had legs rather than fins. But the girl who stood beside him⌠the very sight of her made LerĂna's fins tingle, and her eyes widened with a feeling similar to awe.Â
She didn't look like any of the pictures LerĂna had found on the seafloor. Her hair was nearly as long as LerĂna's, flowing like an ocean wave in beautiful ringlets down her back. Her skin was pale as a pearl, with pink lips like the corals her sister, Calypso, grew in her bedchamber. But the feature that stood out the most, the one that made LerĂna's heart flutter, was the eyes. LerĂna had never seen eyes like the girl's before. They were a beautiful shade of lavender, pure and bright. LerĂna felt like she could see the girl's spirit through her eyes, a gentle yet regal and powerful one. She felt as though she could get lost in those eyes and never return.
Another thing she noticed was that the girl wore a crown. Similar to her own, but instead of rainbow abalone, pearls, and cone shells, the girl's was made out of gold, with three ruby eyed dragons in the middle. LerĂna wondered if the girl was some form of a princess on land. Her question was swiftly answered as she heard the man speak.
"You should go inside, princess. I imagine the weather will only get worse as we approach the Stormlands."
A princess, like me.Â
"I am not made of sugar, Ser Criston," the girl said, and LerĂna knew that irritated tone well. It was the very same one she frequently used on Kunle. "I will not be washed away with the rain."
"Of course not, your grace, but in fact you are our princess. You must be protected and kept in perfect health at all times. Now, if you please," the man said.
"What if I do not want to be as my father is, Ser Criston? Complacent. Too afraid to take risks, cut off from the rest of the world. What if my desire is to fly to the edge of the Narrow Sea on Syrax and find new ways to better our kingdom. The world advances while we remain stuck in the days of the conquest."
"It does not do well to live in fantasies, princess. Now that you've come of age, your responsibilities lie at home. Your father expects it of you."
"Yes, for me to remain cooped away in that castle in isolation and fear forever. I can't live like that. I can't explain it. Perhaps it's the blood of the dragon making me restless. But even now, I can't help but feel that there's something here calling to me.
LerĂna had never felt more seen or understood by anyone. Her six sisters had all taken to their roles as rulers of their seas with ease. They knew their place in the world and fit into it. Meanwhile LerĂna never seemed to get anything right, much to her father's displeasure. They could never see eye to eye, and every stroke of her tail felt like a mistake, a disappointment. She knew what happened to her mother, and yet she always felt like there was room for progress. Contact with humans could help dawn a new era for their people. She felt foolish sometimes for thinking such things. But this girl, a girl from another world, she understood.
Suddenly, the ship, and the little boat in which LerĂna sat began to shake violently. A man in a pointy hat ran across the deck, shouting "Storm coming in fast! All hands on deck!"
Suddenly all the humans began to scurry around like a panicked school of fish, tugging on ropes and climbing around. The man in the metal suit pulled the violet eyed girl away- much to LerĂna's disappointment. She rose up on her arms to try to get a better glimpse, but the girl was already on the other side of the ship.Â
"LerĂna, watch out!" Flounder's voice called out.Â
LerĂna turned to see a group of large rocks right in front of her. She quickly hopped out of the boat and dove into the water, escaping just seconds before the boat was destroyed. She swam around, surfacing again to see the entire ship had descended into chaos. Bright, hot wisps of orange and red were rapidly spreading across the deck, and LerĂna realized that this was fire. She had previously thought fire only existed in small boxes in human homes to keep them warm, but this fire was certainly not that. Everywhere the wisps went in their violent dance things broke and shattered. The humans used knives, similar to the stone and shell ones merfolk used, to cut free more boats like the one LerĂna had hid in, and quickly jumped overboard into them.
LerĂna watched as the land princess helped a brown haired girl, and a furry creature with a tail jump over. The girl was able to make it onto a boat, but the other creature was being pushed back under the waves. LerĂna took a risk, diving under the water, grabbing hold of the creature and pushing it towards the boat, dipping under it just before she could be seen by any of the humans.Â
She swam back around to the side of the ship, looking for the girl, just barely catching a glimpse of her before the entire ship turned on its side, and the girl fell backwards into the sea. LerĂna swam around the front of the ship as quickly as a swordfish, tossing away priceless human items in search of the girl. She was nearly crushed as a statue of a woman came flying at her from the ship, but she narrowly dodged it. She dove down deeper, finally seeing the girl sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss. LerĂna swam as fast as she could, quickly taking hold of the girl and bringing her to the surface.
Above the sea, as the waves rocked them back and forth and the burning remains of the ship illuminated the night, LerĂna felt a strange sense of calm. She looked down upon the girl in her arms, and she looked so peaceful and beautiful. LerĂna's heart fluttered once again. Saving a human would go against everything she had ever been taught. If she ever came in contact with them she was meant to swiftly escape, and in the worst case, use her siren song to kill. As she looked down on the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, LerĂna knew what she had to do.Â
So she held the girl tighter, and allowed the waves to swallow them whole.
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She had never been this far from Atlantis before. She could feel the dry sand burning her hands and the top of her tail, while the waves caressed her fins back and forth. Her hair was damp against her back, and the land princess was in her arms.
LerĂna laid the girl on her back against the sand, immediately leaning against her chest to check for a heartbeat. When she couldn't hear one through the girl's thick, fuzzy red and black garment, LerĂna quickly unbuttoned it and pulled it apart, leaving the girl in nothing but a thin gown, which, in its dampened state, made the girl's breasts plainly visible. LerĂna's cheeks, for no reason she understood, got hot. She shook the girl a few times, trying to rouse her. Finally, the girl coughed a few times, spitting out seawater. LerĂna moved back, preparing to escape before she could be noticed. But when the princess didn't move, LerĂna did something foolish.Â
Taking a deep breath, LerĂna closed her eyes, and began to sing.Â
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Rhaenyra didn't know where she was and she didn't know what was going on. Vague memories quickly flashed through her mind. Her tour, talking with Ser Criston, saving her ladies and her friends, and going under the water.
Suddenly, there was a voice. A voice so enchanting it flowed through the mist of her mind like a beacon of pure light. It was like a siren guiding her back home. She could barely open her eyes, only being able to make out a girl with long hair- she couldn't make out the color. From what little she could tell, it wasn't anyone she knew, and yet she felt incredibly safe and trusted her immediately. With what little strength she had, she lifted her hand and placed it above the girl's hand on her chest. But just as she was starting to regain her full vision, voices began to shout and call her name. The girl's hand quickly left her chest, and she vanished on the beach like seafoam.Â
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LerĂna, hidden behind a large rock, watched as a group of men and women descended down the mountain, all surrounding the girl in a panic.Â
"Princess!" "Your grace!" "Rhaenyra," they cried as they gathered around her.Â
The man in the metal suit LerĂna remembered from the ship lifted the princess in his hands and carried her back up the mountain, the entourage following behind him.
Suddenly, LerĂna was overcome with a feeling she could not explain. But somehow she knew, from this moment on, things would never be the same as they were.
I don't know when, I don't know how, but I know something's started right now. Someday, I just know I'll be part of her world.
She watched as the princess was carried over the mountain and disappeared when she realized somethingâshe knew the princess's name.
Rhaenyra, she thought. I'll be part of Rhaenyra's world.Â
Ok I know that I requested earlier but it was so good đĽ˛đĽ˛đĽ˛đđđđ!!!!! Ok sbg x phantom reader?
Reader Is a phantom but she has a human like figure for herself but I doesn't make it any better since she is still VERY creepy I mean like more scary then the phantoms like reader is so quiet that ASHLYN CAN'T EVEN HEAR HER an she a whopping 8 feet tall đ with A LOT of hunting skills đĽ˛đ like the first encounter with reader was her chasing them spider style 𼲠her smile is so long it reaches her FOREHEAD đ¨
that's all đđŚ đŚ đŚ đŚ âď¸âď¸âď¸âď¸âď¸âď¸đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤
If to tired to do do it later I don't mind waiting!
-by ohmydearesthowiluvu72
Hey darling! I was WAITING for a trope like this omg, iâve always wondered how a Phantom!Reader would be like!! You also had requested for it to be poly so donât worry girl, i gotchu đ anyways, enjoy! đˇđ§¸đ
MASTERLIST
HAUNTING NIGHT
A SBG X PHANTOM!READER TROPE
Letâs just say
They had a hard time sleeping
Itâs not every night you wake up in a new realm where phantom monsters chase you and your friends
But after that field trip? Itâs every night.
BUT A HUMAN PHANTOM???
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF A SLENDERMAN LOOKING CREATURE CHASED YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS?
Logan passed out in fear and they had Ben carry him the rest of the chase
âHeyâŚguys? Whatâs that?â Taylor mumbled while pointing behind them
And all they see is a person
At least thatâs what they thought
The reader has long and lanky arms and legs, making them a whole 7â10 tall
Did i mention how their eye pupils are fully white?
So just imagine a tall figure in the woods, blending in with the shadows and all you see is their huge ass smile reaching their ears, showing off their beautiful pearly whites and their eyes wide open.
Yeah they werenât gonna deal with that
So they ran!
BUT YOU CHASED. đŁď¸đŁď¸đĽđĽ
Bending backwards and doing twists and acrobatics, you chased them on all fours, making weird hissing sounds while they yelled in fear and for the sake of their lives back at the base
It doesnât help how you can climb over the walls to their base
Youâre already taller than the original phantoms, youâre too short for your head to reach the top of the walls, but when you stretch your hand up?? Yeah you can totally climb it.
Soooo it wasnât fun when they found that out
When you climbed up the wall, they were fucking terrified, and i mean terrified
They didnât know what to do!! This has never happened before!!
Sadly taylor was the first one you lunged after, pinning her down to the ground and was about to chop her face off (you were hungry), but Tyler immediately swung an axe at you, making a deep cut on your arm
To which it grows back!!
Ta-da!! You can regenerate!
So obviously that wasnât much help, it just angered you even more so you went after Tyler, sparring Taylor for later
Sadly Ashlyn grabbed a flashlight and shunned it at you, unlike other phantoms, you donât melt or bubble up like them, it just makes you weak
Super weak to the point you can barely move
So when that happened, you had practically fainted due to hunger and the light
They couldnât kill you, because after further inspection, they realized you were human(-ish) so they took you in for interrogation, having you tied up on a chair with ropes all around your arms, wrists, ankles, thighs, basically everywhere
When they realized you were a hybrid, they were quite scared for their safety, but also concerned for you, maybe you had been forced to transform like that, maybe you were in the same shoes as them, having been in a field trip and been stuck here, or maybe you were just born like that
You finally woke up from fainting and immediately had a headache and all sorts of aches everywhere from the massive lights shunned at you when they were asking questions
Turns out, you were just part human, having been born like that in the phantom world
You were starving tho, so they somewhat fed you (they gave you a granola bar and an apple)
After that, they kept you in the chair until further notice, having you in a separate bus, and each night, they send someone to stay with you the entire time, questioning you and making sure youâre not doing something /going anywhere
Tyler, Ben and Logan didnât like the idea of having you around, you were weird, you were different, you were apart of them
But at the same time, they couldnât kill you, you were too humanized to the point if they even did end up killing you, they would be haunted by the thought of murdering someone
Ashlyn and Taylor were on edge, they hated being put at risk of danger, they hated the thought of you releasing from the chair and doing god knows what
They couldnât trust you one bit, but they still took care of you, having to slowly build yours and their trust together
While youâre taken hostage, theyâre the ones who usually feed you, they eventually found out that youâre a carnivore, having to be eating meat. But you still ate the granola bars and other food they gave you, but it wasnât a good option of food.
AIDEN. OH MY GOD.
Dude this guy was driving YOU on edge
He can pop up out of no where with like idk a MACHINE GUN and it scares you.
Aiden loves to taunt you
He just loves torturing you
I think itâs cause you attacked his friends
Just be glad that you didnt attack ashâŚ
He would always act like a bodyguard too, along with ben and tyler
Like when ash or taylor goes to feed you, theyre always looming behind
Now lets say you were acting nice, honestly you could care less that youâve been taken hostage, youâre not fighting for your life in the wild, youâre being hand fed by pretty girls, and youâre just sitting there chilling
They eventually let you out
And but not without weapons being on them
âOkayâŚim gonna untie you, you better behaveâ Taylor said with unease in her voice
âOkay!â You cheered with a gleeful smile
But to them it was horrifying to see your smile
You slowly stood up as you stretched your limbs, but then you hit your head on the bus roof.
After a few hours, with you just wandering around exploring the place, you eventually justâŚ
Fell asleep on the bus rooftop
They found you weird, but this is where theyâre learning to fully trust you
Sure i will admit, you were used as a guard dog or a guard in general
But this is how they realize that youâre still a human and guilt was being spread like the plague
You had harmed yourself when you jumped in to protect logan from a phantom, earning a large scratch all across your chest down to your pelvis
And after getting to a safe place, they immediately treated you up (thanks ben)
But it didnt take long for it to heal (regeneration) but they still felt bad
After that, you gained loganâs respect and trust, the othersâŚyou just gained respect
HEY YOURE STILL PART PHANTOM DONT BLAME THEM
but eventually with a lot of bonding and sharing adventures together, they trusted you
It took a while, along with a rocky path, but they trusted you and thats all you needed
Shadria is becoming canon . Dark beginnings shows that Shadow was in love with Maria, when he remembers her it's in a romantic light. Also in dark beginnings Maria strokes Shadow's chest fur. She even tucks him in a blanket in a flashback .
Even in Sonic X there were hints. Shadow's reminiscing of Maria is very similar to a guy fantasizing about a crush, complete with gaussian blur. Hell one of his memories of Maria featured her infront of a pink dreamlike background with sparkles and bubbles, very common crush imagery. No wonder he was so shaken up by her death . He was madly in love with her!
Literally what the hell are you talking about. Yes Shadow cared about Maria more than anything in the world. No that doesnât mean his love for her was romantic. Theyâre coded as siblings more than they will ever be coded as a couple, die mad about it
Shadria is becoming canon . Dark beginnings shows that Shadow was in love with Maria, when he remembers her it's in a romantic light. Also in dark beginnings Maria strokes Shadow's chest fur. She even tucks him in a blanket in a flashback .
Even in Sonic X there were hints. Shadow's reminiscing of Maria is very similar to a guy fantasizing about a crush, complete with gaussian blur. Hell one of his memories of Maria featured her infront of a pink dreamlike background with sparkles and bubbles, very common crush imagery. No wonder he was so shaken up by her death . He was madly in love with her!
Literally what the hell are you talking about. Yes Shadow cared about Maria more than anything in the world. No that doesnât mean his love for her was romantic. Theyâre coded as siblings more than they will ever be coded as a couple, die mad about it
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