I wasn’t a huge fan of SAO and Death Note. The former for its treatment of an incredible plot (that was botched after the first few episodes) and for its apparent disinterest in character development. (I only managed to finish it because of its pleasing art.) The latter (though as much as I enjoyed the mind-games)… after the death of a certain major character felt a little off-kilter and not as well-executed as I would have liked.
Fact One: My X-Men Evolution Magneto statue is one of my most prized posessions. When I have a proper Papa Magnet shrine he’ll be in the center. Right now he lives on my bedside table! I love him deeply.
Fact Two: I have a GIANT blanket from Society 6, like the size of a Queen bed, that’s done like a Tarot card of Cole from Dragon Age Inquisition. It is the cuddliest thing in the world. Sometimes if I am having bad dreams and feel like no one in the world loves me I’ll bring him down to curl up in bed with. I always wake up feeling better with my Cole blankie.
ooohhh I like this one --> "That one random thing from my note"
oH. THAT ONE IS THE ANGSTY THING I WROTE ONCE. Which could fit any pairing. Since I’ll never change it, might as well take the occasion to show it to more people :’) Under the cut, some non-defined angst ~
Youget up and think : maybe it shouldn't have mattered. Maybe both ofyou reacted too harshly, too violently, to something that shouldn'thave mattered so much. You see his eyes again, full of rage, angerand fury- but most of all, tainted by a low gleam of hurt. It hadbeen faint, because it was the source of all the other emotions inhis eyes at that moment. But you still saw it because you're used tohim and the way his feeling always appear. You know the real feelingis never the one you see the most. You should have guessed when yousaw it, that it would end up terribly.
Andit did.
Oh,how it did.
Hestormed out so fast that you didn't have time to process everything.But you felt angry. And it didn't stop after hours later. You didn'ttext him when you calmed down. Maybe you should have. Maybe it wouldhave changed something, anything. You will never know. You're notsure you really want to know.
He'slaying on the hospital bed, sleeping. He looks almost peaceful likethat. But the doctors told you to be careful if he woke up. The shockhad been pretty hard, they said. He's not in coma, but there's nosaying everything is alright as long as he's still unconscious. Youhope there's nothing wrong, but given the bandages on his head, youdoubt it's true.
Hefrowns, and you know it means he'll wake up soon. Your heart beatsfaster; you don't know if it's relief or fear.
Heopens his eyes. You're about to say his name- but he mumbles first.You heard what he said. But you don't want to believe it.
Youfeel like your heart just got spiked to the floor.
Thesun is shining by the window, surrounding him with a beautiful light.