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YEONJUN :: 240407 WEVERSE LIVE
Putting the "tokusatsu" in my "tokusatsu fanart account" title rn
Anyways, my first kamen rider season!! Fourze!! I didnt finish it yet so uhhh no spoilers???? Idk
Second image inspired by @/thatoneconfusedcitrus 's post!
*staggers onto the internet looking shellshocked*
if i had. a nickel. for every time my favorite character gambled their life and the fate of probably-the-world but at the very least their municipality on trusting someone they had absolutely every reason not to trust. and the narrative validated them in the most fulfilling possible way.
i would. i would have.
*bursts into tears*
∗ o8﹕ sender shows up at receiver’s home late at night .
it's been two days and keeley's... worried. and she's trying not to over-text, because she's texted three times and called twice, and if she's not careful, she'll definitely overdo it. that'd be fully like keeley to do, but if roy needs his space, or whatever, then he needs his space. but there's no real guidebook on what to do when your boyfriend of a handful of weeks ends his career in a single game, so she's flying blind.
keeley doesn't like it. she respects it, but she doesn't like it, so she makes herself busy — buys herself a shit ton of groceries and puts herself back into the monthly goal of making a successful chicken pot pie.
she actually gets most of the way there, gets the whole deal in the oven. starts to pull it out when the doorbell rings, and it's nearly midnight, so it scares keeley pretty good, has her bashing her hand against the inside of the oven as she pulls it out. she wanders over with the side of her hand pressed to her mouth and a string of muttered curses and pulling the door open before she even really thinks about the fact that it's the middle of the night and it's probably not safe —
roy looks sad, and small, and maybe a hundred other words that she'd never have thought to use to describe roy kent. and keeley just watches him for a moment, drops her throbbing hand away from her mouth. she could say a lot of things, but she doesn't want to, so instead she just reaches out and up, pulls him straight into a hug.
really really hoping that getting a newspaper article about an escaped wolf and not about a dead girl found in a house full of garlic flowers with a broken window means that Lucy is okay
local lesbian confuses the shit out of doctor, more at 11.
my brain is basically in a constant war between the desire to produce more stuff bc I’m good at things and want to get some notice for it and the boogieman saying that if I was actually thaaat good at stuff I would have already gotten the notice from the stuff I did make/do