here's the entire, uncompressed file of the Making Of of LNW.
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here's the entire, uncompressed file of the Making Of of LNW.
i'll also add my other google drive lnw related files under the cut. feel free to share these files (privately.) since theyre the only files of the LNW discs uploaded online.
¸.*♡*.¸ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐.¸¸.*♡*.¸ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐.¸¸.*♡*.¸
Somewhere in New York, 3:00 AM.
Two strangers who are somewhat familiar meet and have a brief and...casual affair.
(Violet's POV):
At night in the city, everything evetually starts to feel repetitive. You go out partying on weekends, you don't enjoy it anymore. You talk to people, you drink and you drift away from the harsh reality that you feel terribly alone, even when you're surrounded by people.
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It was already very late, early morning, as I was trying to get back home, waiting at the bus stop. I slowly turned my head, just by chance, and my gaze landed on a nearby garage. There weren't many people around, but I couldn't help but noticing the fixed stare of a man leaning against what I assumed was his motorycle.
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The strange man was looking straight at me. I had the feeling he had been looking at me a long time before I even noticed him. He was a complete stranger to me, yet somehing about him felt incredibly familiar. Maybe I was too drunk, although I don't remember drinking that much tonight.
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Without realizing it, I had stood up from the bus stop bench and was walking toward him. Without saying a word, we stood face to face. We looked at each other eyes, I felt the air leave my lungs.
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He was the one to make the first move, he put on his helmet, handed me another one, and within just a few minutes, I was riding on his motorcycle, curled up against the back of a total familiar stranger.
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What the hell is wrong with you, Violet? What is this...casual affair?
.¸¸.*♡*.¸ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐.¸¸.*♡*.¸ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐.¸¸.*♡*.¸
Darling,
if I were the moon,
I would like you to be
my brightness.
—Alexandra Vasiliu
¸.*♡*.¸ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ sᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴏғ 1985, ʜᴇɴʀʏ ᴄʀᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪs ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴏ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ғᴏʀ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋғᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇs ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ. ʟɪғᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴇʟ ʜᴏᴜsᴇʜᴏʟᴅ ɪs ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ.
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H.C. : "Good morning, sleepyhead. Get up now or you'll be late for school again."
J.H. : "Just five more minutes, Henry...please..."
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"It was just a dream."
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AU in which Eleven, from the universe in which she decided to become enemies with Henry, dreams about what her life could have been like if she had decided to escape with Henry from the laboratory.
This is an AU and an original story of mine; the entire idea and development of this universe is exclusively my own creation.
Thank you so much for reading, xx.
Do you want to know my name?
Death Note (2015)
. ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊. ⋆.˚. 𝜗₊˚. ˙⋆. ੈ✩‧₊˚. ✧.*. ⋆·˚ ༘ *. ˏˋ°
I would like to highlight the way in which Light entered a mild depression after L's death.
One of the main reasons Light decided to become the God of the New World is the profound boredom he felt being a perfect, enviable first-class high school student.
He wanted a rival as competent as, or even more competent than himself so that the boredom would turn into pure adrenaline. He could only achieve that with L.
And although it's true that, sooner or later, one of the two, Light or L, had to die in order to move forward, it was ultimately L who ended up dying first. (In the anime and manga).
That's when Light truly realized how entertaining it was to fight L on opposites sides. That no one but L could ever match or surpass him intellectually. That no one else could ever understand him, judge him, track him with those raccoon eyes inch by inch the way L did.
Light was utterly bored and depressed.
. ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊. ⋆.˚. 𝜗₊˚. ˙⋆. ੈ✩‧₊˚. ✧.*. ⋆·˚ ༘ *. ˏˋ°
You don't know what you've got till it's gone...
. ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊. ⋆.˚. 𝜗₊˚. ˙⋆. ੈ✩‧₊˚. ✧.*. ⋆·˚ ༘ *. ˏˋ°
Light-kun...
You really were the only friend I've ever had.
I knew all along that you were Kira.
But even a detective as brilliant as I,
How does a mere mortal prove the existence of a God?
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I wish it hadn't all ended like this.
I wish you had confessed to me that you were Kira.
I wouldn't have sent you to be killed in a slaughterhouse.
I wouldn't have put you behind bars either.
Don't laugh, it's the truth.
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I would have liked to have taken you to Wammy's House.
There you would have redeemed yourself and learned what true justice is.
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We could have worked longer,
together.
You and I, working on a case but really on the same side.
Without being rivals.
Anymore.
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Goodbye, Light Yagami.
. ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊. ⋆.˚. 𝜗₊˚. ˙⋆. ੈ✩‧₊˚. ✧.*. ⋆·˚ ༘ *. ˏˋ°
𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓾𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻.... ...
𝓐𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻..... .... ..
𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓱𝓮𝓻....... ..... .... .. ..
﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒
﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒†˚₊‧﹒⌗﹒
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If you want a partner, take my hand, or
If you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man
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First Summer, 1989.
Picnic by Lake Myvatn.
Henry kept insisting on taking pictures of me with some flowers he'd picked for me near the lake shore.
The truth is, I didn't really know how to pose, but Henry said I looked beautiful no matter what.
I wanted to take pictures of him too. I don't know how, but he really knows how to pose, and I think it's him who looks handsome no matter what.
⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
First Autumn, 1989.
Out for coffee.
Henry and I had decided to drive this afternoon to a new cafe that had just opened in our small town.
I wanted to commemorate it by taking a selfie with my coffee, but I caught Henry laughing at how focused I was on getting the photo right.
I caught him laughing, how mean. 😞
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But then he apologized and gave me a hug... :)
⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
First Winter, 1989.
Lazy mornings in bed.
Last morning Henry took a picture of me and caught me off guard, as I had just woken up next to our doggy Lady.
He smiled, admiring the photo and being proud of having taken it, having captured my just woke up face.
But what he doesn't know is that I just took a picture of him while he was fast asleep. I'll show it to him later when I wake him up; right now I want to admire it a little longer.
⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
First Spring, 1990.
Warmer days.
Finally my favorite season has arrived and with it the freezing days in Iceland are slowly fading away.
I couldn't wait any longer and went out into the garden to lie down on the grass, finally free of snow.
Henry looked at me amused and finally joined me too and lay down on the grass with me.
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How many more wonderful seasons await us as we spend them together?
⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
Original creation. Primarily Jane Hopper's point of view as she tells the stories of her and Henry's new lives living in a village in Iceland. This is a story created from my own headcanon.
I hope you liked it, xx.
Good morning to all my Elhenry/Elenry shippers.
Today is a great day for us because our dearest Jamie Campbell Bower has spoken.
To give you some context, on February 7th - 8th, Jamie attended Nashville Celebrity Comic Con, and during a Q&A session with the lovely Jake Connelly, someone in the audience asked Jamie the following:
"If Vecna (or rather, Henry) had a chance to choose a different path, what do you think that might have looked for him?''
(THAT'S SUCH A GREAT QUESTION, BTW!)
To which Jamie replies the following:
''Well, I always love this idea that if Eleven had said yes, I think in season 4, that maybe they would have gone off and build this really beautiful world. And whilst, he may have still some rage inside of him, but he would have a friend and maybe at that point she (referring to Eleven) could have been like: look, I know you're sad but you don't need to kill everyone.''
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Is it just me, or was he literally giving a summary of the biggest Elenry fanfic ever, "To Right a Life" by our beloved NarrativeOwl?...I'm not saying anything, but I'm saying everything. Could he be one of ours?
Unfortunately, I doubt it, but he's always been very proactive in giving voice to the relationship, even if platonic, between Henry and Eleven, more so than anyone else, even the Duffers.
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Then he continues:
''So I quite like that maybe they would have lived on a island somewhere, just the two of them.''
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Excuse me!?, I can't believe Jamie Campbell Bower himself shares the same headcanon I've been going on about ever since season 5 ended.
Could it be that Henry and Eleven really did end up escaping everything and everyone at the end and went to that faraway land with three waterfalls, living together in a little farmhouse forever?
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Finally, he ends by saying this:
''Sounds like a nightmare actually. Awful, poor Eleven, that sucks for her''.
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I don't think so, Mr. Bower. Do you really think that?
I think Eleven would have been so much happier that way.
Anyway, here you can see that Jamie is clearly joking at the end of his answer.
This whole response to that wonderful question has fascinated me so much that after watching the video (that I'll leave the link below so you can see it for yourselves) I almost spilled my morning tea.
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Please tell me what you think of Jamie's ideas. Do you agree or feel similarly? Let me know if you liked it too, xx.
May 6, 1989
Dear Diary, this is Jane again.
I can't believe it, I've already been traveling the world for a year and a half...alone.
This is turning out to be the experience of my lifetime.
I've loved every place I've been to so far.
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But today was different.
Today I arrived in Iceland.
And I finally found the place Mike told me so much about...
A faraway place with three waterfalls...
I wish I could tell Mike and everyone else that this place really exists and isn't just a figment of Mike's imagination.
I wish Mom and Dad, Will, Jonathan were here. Max, Mike too...all my friends, all with me...
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Anyway.
What I was saying. When I arrived at this place, I ran into someone.
At first, I thought I was imagining things.
That I'd lost my mind.
But there he was, alive and waiting for me.
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At first, I was even glad he was there, alive.
At least it meant I hadn't lost everyone and everything.
We talked, but we didn't argue or fight.
There was no violence between us.
It's all been very like taken from a dream...
And I hope you won't judge me, Diary, but I've decided to stay here...with him.
Diary, please tell me, have I made the right decision?
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⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
Behold my housewife!!
He's the cutest and most petite housewife there is.
The perfect housewife, xx
Oh. Oh...
🤭
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
THIS...this is incredible, xx.
Dagger (a poem by Henry Creel)
1.
The sunshine girl is sleeping
She falls and dreams alone
And me I am her dagger
Too numb to feel her pain
Naive is the girl who dreams of a better future for herself and her loved ones.
Others say that anger blinds me, yelling at me saying that she suffers because of me.
Liers! Fools! They, who don't know what it is to love and not be loved in return.
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The world is full of noise yeah
I hear it all the time
And me I am your dagger
You know I am your wound
I constantly hear the ticking of my old grandfather clock in the back of my mind. A small reminder of my destiny.
The world is rotten and corrupt, full of noise. She and I were destined to stop it, together.
How blind she is. Her, having rejected me. Now, I will be the one to snatch away those childish dreams of hers, with my own hands, stained with her own blood.
3.
I thought I heard you whisper
It happens all the time
Today, after not seeing her for 7 years, she appeared before me and I thought I had heard her, whispering to me, believing in me.
None of that matters, that little dream that my own mind played on me, quickly faded away and once again she challenged me.
4.
She whispers while I'm sleeping:
"I love you when you smile"
I didn't really lose you
I just lost it for a while
God only knows what I'd be without you.
I dream about you and wake up startled every morning because I thought you were finally waking up too by my side.
Actually, you are with me, but not next to me, but in front of me.
One day I'll make you regret your decision, Jane.
⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹
Created and imagined exclusively by Henry Creel. Everything is canon except the last part, which is my own headcanon, in which Henry has a picture of Eleven hanging in his living room, which he occasionally stops to look at for a while, longing and yearning for her.
Thanks for reading and please let me know if you liked it, xx.