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so i have a question for you all: which Arknights characters do you think ended up succumbing to flanderization? the first character that comes to mind for me is Nian.
If I had a nickel for every time someone characterized her as an unhinged barely restrained mass murderer Id be rich and tired
Like her profile itself says SHE IS SOCIABLE BUT JUST MACABRE and people take that to mean "she is 2 seconds away from slitting your throat at any moment."
The really bewildering thing to me is that I remember when you needed to get up and pull a dictionary off the shelf, or visit a library to look up the facts you needed. Now people have all kinds of information literally at their fingertips and they can’t be bothered to use it.
Also, I love that, in the sign language one, it seems like the last image might’ve been a gif of “fuck you,” screenshot at the perfect time to let you know they were about to sign “fuck you”
liking men isn't bad. being a man isn't bad. being straight is not bad. this post is dead serious and if you comment "but women" or "i hate men" i will block you.
“ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” Bumbleby where Blake hides a unsurvivable wound for prompts!
since two people asked for this prompt, hope it’s okay i just combine them like this! i know the anon asked for blake to say it to yang but i just thought it’s be easier to combine these two asks. so sorry for taking like several days to get around to this one, i really wasn’t sure how i wanted to write this prompt but i think i like the idea now.
thank you so much for the prompt, but “unsurvivable”? you’re gonna make me cry writing this huh
i hope you both enjoy though thanks again <3 under the cut!
TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH , BLOOD AND INJURY (and yes, i did cry writing this thanks so much wtf)
It was chaos.
Atlas was falling apart - literally, and they had barely no time to react to it. Grimm burrowed into the ground and Salem’s monstrous Whale Grimm parked itself right on Atlas’ doorstep, more and more Grimm pouring out and flooding the city.
Yang’s group had tagged along with the Ace-Ops, albeit reluctantly, to return to Atlas to help deal with the invasion. Once they arrived, it didn’t take long to reunite with her team at Schnee Manor, after dialing Ruby to confirm where they were.
There were a lot of hugs, a lot of relieved smiles and happy tears, especially from Blake and Yang as they held each other, whispering into each other’s ears about being worried and hoping they were okay.
But the serenity didn’t last long - Salem continued to advance and the team had no other choice but to defend, and now, Yang found herself inside a fucking Whale Grimm on the edge of Atlas and her team going head to head with Salem’s minions.
Blake and Yang, amongst the chaos, somehow got broken off from the rest of their team. That left them to deal with Tyrian and Mercury, and Salem nowhere to be found inside this monstrosity as they battled, dealing blows back and forth as best they could.
Tyrian cackled maniacally as he advanced on Blake, and although Yang had to dodge a roundhouse kick from Mercury, she did so and shot to Blake’s side, allowing her to grab Gambol Shroud and spin around, using Bumblebee to whack Tyrian in the face.
He stumbled back a little, but continued to laugh in that dark, evil way of his.
“I got this!” Blake called to her, and Yang wanted to protest, wanted to back her up in this - Tyrian was unpredictable, unhinged and there was no telling what he would do to her. But Yang had her own battle to deal with, and Mercury reminded of that with a swift kick to her side, causing her to grunt with pain and whirl around to face him, blocking a few more hits.
“Remember how we fought at Beacon?” Mercury said darkly, smirk on his lips when Yang’s eyes flashed with anger in response. “How you attacked poor old me, unprovoked-”
Yang growled and shot forward with her gauntlet, reeling back and swiftly landing a punch into Mercury’s side, leaving him stumbling back and wheezing a little as a result. He recovered quickly and began spinning and kicking, but Yang was smarter - stronger this time, and she blocked and dodged every hit. She grabbed onto one of his legs and flipped him over onto the ground, right on his back and stepped over him, grabbing a fistful of his shirt.
“I remember you framing me.” Yang growled in his face, and he simply smirked at her, but she put an end to that by knocking him in the face with her forehead, leaving him unconscious on the ground.
A cry from behind alerted her to Blake, and she whipped around, seeing Tyrian’s tail wrapped around one of Blake’s arms, Gambol Shroud clattering to the ground. Yang’s heart sank and she shot forward, catching Tyrian off guard with a swift punch to the side of his face.
He cried out in pain and stumbled over, his tail unwrapping from Blake and allowing her to hold onto Gambol properly again. He was soon up again, and the partners stood next to each other, readying their weapons.
She saw Blake stagger a little in the corner of her eye, but before she could ask if she was okay, Tyrian giggled and sprinted towards them with his weapons drawn, maniacal gleam in his eye.
He threw his little blades at them simultaneously, but Blake and Yang blocked them easily. He flipped over them and caught them in an instant, his tail wrapping around Yang’s arm in the process and causing her to stumble.
“Yang!” Blake shouted, and Yang grunted, struggling against the tail’s grip. Tyrian laughed again and sent her flying away, her back hitting the wall of the inside of the Whale. She fell down and let out a painful sound as she hit the ground, breath being knocked out of her briefly.
“Oh, itsy, bitsy, bees. Hehehehe.” Tyrian giggled as he blocked Blake’s hit to his side, her blade just missing his skin. “So weak, so helpless.”
He threw a kick to Blake’s face, but she used a copy of herself to dodge out of the way and round behind him, raising her blade to stab his back. Yang got herself up as she saw Tyrian block the hit with his tail, and once Blake was staggered, he wrapped around Gambol and shoved it back into her.
“Blake!” Her name was wrenched out of Yang’s throat, rough and desperate as she saw her partner be thrown away, just as she was. She scrambled to her feet just as Tyrian stood over Blake, his tail outstretched, about to plunge it into her body.
Yang yelled and shot over to him, ramming into his back and sending them both flying, barely hearing the cries of pain over the thrumming of her heart in her ears as Tyrian flopped onto his back, grunts of pain escaping him.
Yang shook herself out of it and desperately got back up, Tyrian still on his back, and began wailing punches on him, some boosted by Ember Celica and others just her raw energy. He became so bloody and bruised that she didn’t recognise him, and despite his efforts to raise his tail or fight back, Yang activated her semblance and punched down on his mechanical tail, burying it inside the fleshy ground of the Whale, trapping him for the time being.
Yang’s chest heaved for several seconds before she calmed down, her semblance deactivating. She immediately looked over to her partner, but found that she was already up and about, looking a bit broken and dishevelled, but relatively okay.
Yang rushed to her and enveloped her in a hug, closing her eyes tightly and cupping the back of her head. Blake chuckled weakly into her ear, but Yang felt tears prick her eyes.
“Thank Gods you’re okay.” Yang breathed out shakily, and Blake hummed, her one arm circling around her back in an attempt at a hug.
“It’s okay.” Blake replied, which Yang thought was a weird response, but shrugged it off and pulled away from her, letting out a soft smile.
“We need to find the others.” Yang said, and Blake simply nodded, and with a little help from Yang due to her staggering a little still, they limped through the several winding corridors of the Whale, searching for their team.
It took them several twists and turns, with Blake growing heavy against Yang’s side every ten steps, but Yang brushed it off as tiredness and sore muscles from their fight with Tyrian. She eventually heard sounds of fighting not far off from them, and quickly sped up, Blake whimpering in pain as she did so.
“I’m sorry. Don’t worry, we’ll be with them soon.” Yang tried to reassure her, and Blake winced, but ultimately tried to smile at her and nod her head.
They came across an open door that lead into a larger room, mostly devoid of anything minus the rest of the gang finishing up their fights, and Yang was even relieved to see Oscar was there, too, helping Ruby fight Cinder with his cane.
As Blake and Yang stumbled into the open room, Yang attempted to pull away from her to get into the fight, but the minute she did, Blake collapsed into her side, startling her and making her whip her head over to look at her. Blake’s amber eyes were dimmed, looking dull and grey instead of vibrant and although Yang could hear the sounds of the fight retreating, her team clearly overtaking their enemies, all Yang cared about was Blake sinking to the ground next to her. Yang knelt down at her side, eyes and movements frantic.
“Blake?” Yang spoke with a shaky, scared voice at the sight of her partner. Blake coughed slightly and looked up at her from the ground, shaky smile on her bloody lips.
“’m sorry.” Blake wheezed, and Yang whimpered at the broken sound, gathering Blake up in her arms. She quickly glanced around the room to assess the situation, and was relieved to find that her teammates and friends were okay, their enemies laid out on the ground in heaps, defeated for now.
Ruby and Weiss looked over at her cradling Blake and their eyes widened, rushing over, followed by Ren, Jaune, Nora and Oscar as well.
“Blake?” Weiss said in a strained voice, falling to her knees on the other side of her. Ruby followed suit and knelt beside Weiss, Blake’s eyes half-lidded as she looked up at everyone.
“Blake, wha-” Yang started, but she quickly clamped her mouth shut when she realised.
A bloody, red patch was seeping through Blake’s pristine white coat and Yang’s heart ached, it fell to pieces as she ripped open the coat, a gasp escaping her lips at the sight of a gaping hole through her leather suit, just near her heart and mountains of blood seeping out.
“Blake... Blake, you're bleeding. How long have you been hiding this?!” A lump formed in Yang’s throat as she flicked her eyes up to Blake’s, her amber orbs almost closed. Blake’s throat bobbed and she weakly reached out to Yang’s hand, and Yang enveloped hers in her own, squeezing tightly.
"Fight with-with Tyrian..." Blake said around coughs, and Yang held onto her hand like a lifeline, squeezing desperately.
"Blake." Yang said, heart constricting painfully in her chest. "Why didn't you say anything?!" Her voice was firm, but desperate and tears formed in her eyes at the weak smile her partner offered her, and an equally weak shrug.
"Too late." Blake replied weakly, and Yang shook her head immediately. She shot her eyes up to her other teammates, and both Ruby and Weiss' eyes were welled up with tears, their hands locked together with Blake's other hand at her side. Yang sucked back her sobs and looked to Jaune next, eyes wild.
"Jaune. Come on, your semblance..." Yang trailed off when Blake squeezed her hand again - much weaker than the last, and she ignored the crestfallen look on Jaune's face at the situation before looking back to Blake, her eyes looking straight up into hers with major difficulty.
"His tail- it... it-it got me before-before you knocked him away." Blake struggled to get it out, her breaths becoming more staggered and painful, and Yang felt tears stream down her cheeks, shaking her head at what her partner was saying.
"No, no, no, I- I got there in time, I shoved him away." Yang's tears were flowing freely now, a few of the droplets slipping from her face and onto Blake's, whose tears also travelled down her cheeks, mixing in with hers.
"... Hit... Hit me as you shoved him." Blake's voice was gradually getting softer, and Yang wiped furiously at her eyes before leaning over Blake, gathering her up in her arms and laying her in her lap, heartbeat and eyes wild and full of despair.
"It's okay, it's okay." Yang chanted, her hand shaky as she tucked stray hairs behind Blake's ear and looked down at her. She glanced at everyone else, their faces broken and tears easily flowing down everyone's faces. She looked to Jaune, and he looked back at her with a look that suggested she wasn't going to be happy with what he said next.
"I-I don't know... I don't..." Jaune stumbled over his words and Yang tightened her grip on Blake's frail body, eyes flashing red and hair igniting just slightly.
"Jaune." Yang growled through her teeth, and he knelt quickly, hands shaking as he held them over Blake's body, clenching his teary eyes shut and channelling his aura as best he could.
"Yang."
Blake's voice was a quiet rasp, now, and Yang shook her head as she looked down at her. Blake smiles shakily up at her and weakly reached up, her fingers briefly brushing her cheek before falling back down, the movement too much for her. Yang sniffled and glanced back to Jaune, who was trying his best, but Blake's aura wasn't being amplified, nothing was happening and her heart shattered into a million pieces.
"Why isn't it working? It worked for Weiss!" Yang yelled in dismay, and she shot her eyes to Weiss, who snapped her eyes up to her in return, with Ruby wrapping an arm around her partner to comfort her. She saw Jaune open his eyes and look to her, so she glanced his way, his expression downtrodden.
"He must- must have had... Something on his tail, maybe it's rejecting me." Jaune replied, and Yang's ears started ringing, her heartbeat drumming in her ears.
It wasn't happening. It wasn't, no, Blake would be fine, they'll pick her up, get her to a proper healer, she'd-
"Yang."
It was Ruby this time, and she whipped her head to her sister across Blake's body. Her silver eyes were cracked and marred with red from her overflow of tears, and she and Weiss reached over to her, laying a hand each on her arms. They looked at her like this was the end and trying to keep it together for her, her partner and best friend and... and...
And something else that she never got to explore, dying in her fucking arms and she felt her stomach flipping and turning and sizzling anger beneath the surface and fatigue and weakness seeping into her bones.
Blake's breaths were few and far between, now, and everyone around her was expecting what was happening next. Blake rasped in her arms, the blood continuing to drench through her clothes and onto Yang's hands, her own clothes, the floor. It was everywhere and filling her vision and she couldn't take it, couldn't deal with the downright terrible ache in her heart when she flitted her eyes back to Blake's, which were fighting to stay open as she looked up at her.
Blake cracked her bloody lips open.
"Please kiss me." Blake wheezed, and Yang was momentarily startled at the request, but the desperation in Blake's weak voice and the remaining light in her eyes caused her to act, no thought or hesitation about it when she leaned forward and sealed their lips together.
It was weak - it was metallic in taste and not the passionate, beautiful, desperate kiss she always imagined with her. There was barely any pressure from Blake's end, but she was still there, she was there and their lips slotted together softly as if they had finally found their home and Yang sobbed into her mouth, Blake swallowing up a few of them despite the addition of the salt of Yang's tears. Despite the circumstances, her body still warmed from head to toe at the feeling of Blake's lips finally on hers after all this time, and stars danced behind her eyes when Blake managed to weakly lick on her bottom lip, but pulled away shortly after, her body practically limp in Yang's arms.
Yang's body shook as she stared down at her, the tiniest smile at the corner of Blake's lips.
"I couldn't..." Blake trailed off to cough. "Couldn't go... Without finally kiss- kissing you." Blake's eyes fluttered shut, and Yang made a noise of protest, reaching up to cup both of her cheeks.
"Blake." Yang called to her desperately, and for just another moment longer, Blake's eyes opened a crack. Yang pressed their foreheads together and looked directly into her eyes.
"I love you." Yang breathed out, and Blake's breath hitched just slightly but Yang couldn't tell if it was in response to her confession, or if the act was becoming even more difficult for her in these last moments.
Blake's throat bobbed as she swallowed and she flicked her eyes over to everyone else in the room, reaching out a hand weakly to Ruby, Weiss, Jaune, Ren, Nora and Oscar. Everybody knelt down next to her, Ruby and Weiss laying their foreheads against the side of Blake's head, while Yang remained pressed against her forehead. Jaune, Ren, Nora and Oscar laid their hands on her arm, and Blake shuddered out a few breaths, looking around at them all before returning her eyes to Yang.
"I love you too." Blake said. "So much."
Yang held her against her, the rest of their friends pressing close to them both as Blake's breathing began to dissipate, began to sound barely there and just as she drew her final breath, she said:
"I'll-I'll miss... You dorks... So much." She wheezed out, her eyes sliding shut for the last time. "I love... You all..."
And she slumped in Yang's arms.
Yang screamed. She wailed, and pressed her close to her, but nothing changed. Blake remained the same, and even as the rest of the gang gathered around her and comforted each other, that fact remained.
She was gone.
And Yang was left alone, again, and her heart seized in her chest as she sobbed.
"You said you wouldn't break your promise." Yang finally said, soft and broken against Blake's forehead, and whether the others heard her or not, she didn't care. She didn't care if her sobs alerted other enemies, she didn't care about the faces on everyone else. She didn't care.
every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt
you know what if someone told me i was a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce i’d probably be bitter enough to steal christmas too
Interestingly, though The Grinch Who Stole Christmas is narrated by Boris Karloff, the big musical number is sung by the late Thurl Ravenscroft - an American voice actor better known as the voice of Tony the Tiger.
My headcanon is that the Grinch and Tony the Tiger had a bad breakup, and “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch” is the resulting breakup song.
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
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