Hi there, this is former longingtobehated. I saw one of the comments on ripplerphinks blog, and I'm really sorry I worried you! I know we haven't talked in person, but you seem like a really nice person, and you where one of the few who seemed to read my personal posts. So thank you. And btw, you make a great Palm :D. I'm not coming back to tumblr yet because of personal issues, but when I do, is it OK to follow you again? Take care of yourself! /Jo.
Aww, it's good to know about you! Don't worry, I'm happier now, you disappeared all of a sudden so I was worried and so was ripplerphinks' mun. Thanks! I'm really happy that people like my Palm uvu <3 I hope to see you back soon! Please let me know whenever you do, Jo!
Oops, was this another one of those things where you are supposed to send the asks anonymously? I've made that mistake once before. Sorry if that was the case! DX (or we can just pretend that Paris is a big Knuckle x Shoot fanboy lol).
no no, it doesn't matter if it's anon or not! pariston loving knuckle/shoot is the best... but i was imagining him giving me a sad prompt to make me hate him LOL
is this in character bc i see u paris. also are u possessing my browser bc it keeps crashing as i write this orz wow a prompt from pariston hill himself~~~ i’m so honoured!!
Knuckle was a little surprised that he and Shoot had even become friends — he could still remember the days they would argue all the time, Shoot’s cool and calm demeanor making him seem incredibly insensitive. But now they understood each other better, after facing death and worrying about one another.
To be honest, Knuckle still worried sometimes that Shoot wasn’t okay—that somehow he was still that crumpled pile at the bottom of a pillar in the palace. He spent as much time as he could at Shoot’s hospital bedside, just to remind himself they were alive.
After a few weeks, Knuckle had seen Shoot’s rare, slow smile multiple times; heard his soft, breathy laugh. Slowly but surely, the memories of the time they couldn’t stand one another were fading away. The fear of what had happened was still there in the back of his mind, but Knuckle felt much better when he was with Shoot.
But of course, Shoot was finally discharged from the hospital. They spent less and less time together; only meeting to train or talk to Morau about something. And Knuckle began to feel worse and worse for it.
Finally he steeled his courage and went to Shoot’s house, visiting him on a weekend when he knew they both had nothing to do. Shoot seemed a little shocked, but he was a lot more welcoming than Knuckle had imagined.
"I uh… I just felt like I hadn’t seen you for a while, you know?" Knuckle mumbled into the warm cup of herbal tea Shoot had served him. He took a sip, but nearly spat it out as Shoot laughed at him.
"What’s that supposed to mean?" His warm smile didn’t falter. "I saw you yesterday."
"I know, but it’s not like we talk when we’re training…" Knuckle tried to play off his blush by looking away, at anything that wasn’t Shoot.
The other man sipped his tea in silence for a little while. “I suppose… But just being near you is enough for me.”
Have you watched the subbed version of the Last Mission? I thought the movie was OK... until (SPOILER) we got to the part where everything was solved with the power of compassion and friendship...
Yeah I have, and I feel the same way. I didn’t go into watching it expecting anything of greatness, just a bit of extra entertainment, and it provided that. It was okay movie, bit too much fanservice for my liking, but anime movies usually are like that, and I expected it. But the power of friendship to save the day? Really? Gon coated in a glowing light because Killua hugged him and said they were friends? I didn’t like that. One of the things I like about Hunter x Hunter is the fact the power of friendship isn’t used in this way. Teamwork and companionship has its uses but it’s not some sort of magical force that can triumph above all evil. It didn’t feel right to me.
