When his son was faced with the danger of the human world’s lust Zeus decided to send his son to Hades into the underworld where he’d be safe from hungry eyes. what he didn’t expect is for his son to fall for the king of the underworld. the two tiptoed around each other with small banters and warm smiles. Hades couldn’t believe that another being could make him feel anything, and that sacred him. it scared him to think that one day Persephone might leave.
Time passed and Demeter, mother of Persephone, let the corps of earth go dry and its people shout in misery and hunger. Zeus pressed by the cries of his people decided to bring Persephone back, but before he could Hades asked Persephone if he’d like to stay. if that what he really wanted. the lovers were torn by Persephone’s duty to the human world and returned to his mother, but with a promise to come back. said promise was kept when Persephone ate pomegranate seeds and swore to Hades the night he left that this way he will see him each quarter of the year.
so each winter the lovers would reunite and stay by each other’s side till the seasons would separate them again when spring comes.
Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along.
I wrote this fic for @inknose who has been my Yuri on Ice enabler for a few weeks now and I love Yuri on Ice, which as we all know saved 2016, cleared up my skin, paid my taxes for me, and restored my faith in humanity… It’s Otabek and Yurio and IDK I’m new here and I love everyone on this rink ok bye!!! (~1200 words.)
Serious Young Man
The first time Yuri Plisetsky
sends Otabek a picture of a cat, Otbaek wonders if it’s a mistake. Was this
image meant for him? What is its meaning?
That is a cat, Otabek
Yuri agrees: Yeah.
Yuri Plisetsky is fond of cats.
When he sees one on the street, his face changes, and it takes him longer than
usual to realize it, to change it back. When he pets one, his shoulders relax.
Now, he’s sharing pictures of them
with Otabek. Only one picture.
She’s his rebellious, Japanese-American ex & he’s forbidden from loving her because of a jackass dad & a family betrayal; ROMEO & JULIET WITH AN HEA, YALL!
Name That Trope:
2nd Chance Romance, Enemies To Lovers, Groveling Hero
What part made you fangirl squeal:
MR HERO’S BEAUTIFUL, SWEET, GRAND ROMANTIC LOVE GESTURE?! Holy. Shit sticks! My heart popped right outta my chesticles.
Any and every time Livvy threw epic sass at our hero.
Nicholas being so overwhelmingly in love with Livvy that it’s earth shattering.
Dat sismance! Girls protecting girls from fuckbois in bars? Girls threatening dudes that hurt their friends? More of this, yes, please, thank you.
Ok first, you gotta clone me. Good! Now Clone One says Livvy for her tough-cookie outer shell with her shattered, depressed heart. Clone Two says Sadia, Livvy’s friend, for her protective nature, lush curves, & sweetie pie butt.
How smexy was the smex?
If ya don’t wear fire retardant panties then you gonna get a scorched vjayjay! These 2 got erotically hot bed dialogue while rocking sexy internal thinking thoughts; I WAS SHOOKETH! Ain’t no bed choreography gymnastics here, their sex DOES plot stuff & romance stuff!
Whose Line Is It Anyway:
“Society tells women that they have to be responsible for the emotional health of their relationships and then tells them they’re weak for feeling emotions. What kind of message is that?” - Madie, Livvy’s aunt
Nicholas: Do you do that often? Disfigure men?
Livvy: Twice on Tuesdays.
Got any bitching to do?
IT FUCKING ENDED, HOW DARE YOU, BOOK!? lol Nah, my only real criticism ain’t a critique. 2nd Chance Romances don’t let ya witness the OTP falling in love. So here, Livvy & Nicholas are already in love…& denial. The book show them working through emotional parental abuse, blackmail, death, and betrayal. IT’S ANGSTY CRACK THAT AIN’T DEPRESSING!
Visually Depict Yo Book Feels:
Famous last words:
I ain’t got enough words to say how epic damn good this book be! 2nd Chance Romance is my anti-catnip & here I am, fangirling! Our OTP split for reasons that don’t undermine their love, nor do they reunite for reasons that diminish that breakup. There’s hot sex, a groveling heroine, a kick ass heroine…There’s racism & sexism commentary & destigmatized mental illness. I laughed, I cried, I FANGIRLED!
Long-lost lovers, reunited in blinding light. Turning towards one another with bowed heads, disappearing into eternity together. Bonded with no regrets and without looking back.
It’s bittersweet to witness. It’s both difficult and a blessing to watch what happens when someone that would go to ends of the earth for you ends up regretting it.
When Fiona and Gavin disappear from their threshold of cursed stone, Dean turns from the doorway and rubs his eyes. He tells himself it’s to dispel the spots still dotting along his vision from staring too hard, but it’s really because he’s starting to get a headache.
“Look at this mess,” he mutters, knocking the edge of the bowl that Sam had mixed together with his knuckles. A few drops of blood have been scattered along the table, one thin strand from where Gavin had been standing.
Sam sighs. “I’ll clean it up. Don’t worry about it.”
Dean stares at the blood on the table. His eyes snag on the clear edge of one jar that sits across from him.
Companions react to sole always joking about their death when really they're really considering it because they hate themselves but always joking and playing off like nothing is wrong
Thank you for this ask, anon. I’m hoping this one might give people who are dealing with this some hope and comfort, maybe even to talk about it to someone they love and trust. These characters would believe in you, and one way or another so do I
Intro: Sole was not doing nearly as well as they pretended to. Being in the ravages of the commonwealth, losing what they lost… they felt useless, hadn’t been able to stop it all. Sole couldn’t shake the thought that nothing would change that feeling. They hated themself for not being good enough, never feeling happy enough so faking that it was to the outside world was the next best thing. Joking to hide it, just one day at a time, as long as nobody found out about it. That was until the day, in spite of the smile still set on their face, something must’ve shone through in one of their jokes. They were looking into the very concerned eyes of their Companion. “ Hey… are you alright?” It took Sole a fraction of a second to regain their composure, to get back to the façade and the fake smile. “Yeah, of course! I was just joking, let’s go.” Their companion held them by the arm, not tightly, but just to get them to turn around and stand still. “ Sole… What is really going on?” The worry in their voice made Sole cave in entirely. They had hoped never to have to explain this… not like they would understand it anyway. But they couldn’t evade it anymore. Tears welled up in Sole’s eyes as they admitted that maybe they hadn’t just been jokes.
Codsworth: He felt like something had been going on for a while now, noticing the difference between the Sole he used to know and the way they acted now. He never could quite place his finger on what was going on , but as soon as Sole poured their heart out to him he recognized what Sole described. The feeling was somehow familiar to him. He had felt it too, once. He held Sole’s hands and told them they were not alone. “ I have felt lost… for all those years without you. I hate to admit it but… mum/sir I have thought about it too, it was so very lonely. But I held on to the thought that maybe I would see you again. And when you were there… oh Sir/Mum… I was so happy to see you again. You gave me a reason to live and to fight again. I felt better talking to you about it. About how I felt… I have learnt that bottling up past trauma can lead to inadiquate coping strategies in later life. We can help each other Sir/Mum. I am here for you.” His heartwarming smile wasn’t enough to fix the feeling of emptiness instantly but some warmth seeped back in, tears still running free. “Okay.”
Danse: Danse felt a slight sense of panic at Sole’s words… he tried to envision a world without them but felt his chest tighten every time he did. He knew what it felt like to no longer care if you lived or died, but to consider taking your own life… he couldn’t wrap his head around that. He desperately wanted to help but he didn’t know how. “ I know what it feels like to feel like an imposter… but you helped me back up. Through all of this, you are the one thing that has kept me from giving up, from turning it all off. I would have been dead without you and I have devoted my life to protecting you, even if this means protecting you from yourself. So that is what I shall do, in every way I can. “ He pulled them into a very tight embrace and kissed the top of their head. “ You can tell me how you really feel. Your secrets are safe with me. The dark thoughts and the nightmares… I probably have had them too… maybe I can do for you what you do for me. Give you a reason to feel alive again.“
Deacon: Deacon was dumbstruck, his own jokes falling away entirely. He had no idea what to do but not taking Sole’s words seriously was the last thing on his mind. He pulled Sole into a hug. “ Shit Sole, you’re more worthy to be alive than me. You’ve saved so many lives, helped so many people. You have no idea how amazing you are.” Sole shook their head. “ Doesn’t make me feel any better Deacon. It’s not about how worthy who is. I just feel… lost. All the time.” He stroked their hair until Sole cried a little less. As he wiped away some tears from their face he inhaled deeply. “ I’m not gonna pretend I know what it’s like. I’m a pathological liar with a bad past but I can’t imagine how you feel right now. And that’s okay… as long as you talk to me. You can’t fight your demons alone, I’ve tried doing that myself and it’s only been working since you’re around and since I told you about my past. I can’t… ‘fix’ this. I know that. But I will fight with you if you let me. And until the threat is passed, just to be safe, I won’t be leaving your side. I won’t bring it up unless you want to talk about it but I won’t leave. “ Dacon looked down. “ Because it’s worst when you are alone. “ He grabbed Sole’s hand. “So please know that you’re not. I can be an idiot but I won’t let you get lost in yourself, okay?” Sole was trying to ease their breathing, wiping away some tears. “I… I think I can do that.” Deacon smiled at them, a little smile. “Good. Now get over here.”
He pulled them into a hug again. “ Oh, does this mean death bunnies as a nickname is off the table or…?” Sole chuckled a little, while Deacon reveled in the sound of their laughter, vowing to get them to smile genuinely, every day, again someday.
Nick: Nick didn’t look at Sole with the pity they expected to face, but with a look of determination. “ Listen’ up kid, there’s one thing you need to remember; we’re not gods, we’re men. Human or synth, all of us. You’ve been trying to take on the world, one injustice at a time and you’ve found out that you can’t save everyone. It hacks in on ya, I know. But damnit, you make this damn hellhole a little brighter. So hang in there and rely on others when you need to. If you feel like you can’t handle it, come to me. You’re not the only one who feels lost sometimes, don’t get lost inyourself. You’ve got too many people looking out for ya to do that.” He grabbed Sole’s hand. “You don’t have to face it all alone.”
Hancock: Hancock smiled at Sole. “ Looks like we got more in common than I thought.” “ You mean aside from the deadpan and the sarcasm?” “ I’ve almost done it a hundred times over. I’ve considered it, justgoing out on a high, ya know? Literally. And to be honest, if it weren’t for you maybe I woulda done it, too. But you gotta find yoruself somethin’ that makes you excited to wake up in the morning. It doesn’t matter what it is. And if you let me, I’ll do whatever I can to be that thing for you. Or die trying.” Sole scoffed, eyes still puffy. “ I’m not sure it’s a good iea to make those kind of jokes. Or to put any kind of pressure on me to be happy.” “ Oh, I’m not doing that. You’re a grown-ass (wo)man, I’m not gonna tell you what to be or what to do. But I ain’t going anywhere without ya. But this ain’t the kinda thing you tell people unless you hate that empty feeling. Keep talking to me when you feel it and I’ll help ya. You’re gonna be alright. I’ll keep you safe.Cause you’re the most important thing to me in this whole goddamn world.”
Maxson: Maxson felt hopeless, felt some sort of unfamiliar panic wash over him. If ther was one thing he wasn’t used to being it was helplessness. He wanted to helo but didn’t have a clue how. “ Sentinel… I would kill for you.” He walked closer to them, looking Sole straight in the eyes. “I would die for you if it came down to it.” He grabbed Sole’s hands. “ But I can’t let you die. Cause I’ve lost a lot of good soldiers, a lot of friends, and I cannot lose you.” Sole looked at their feet. “But I’m not sure if I can keep going on, Maxson.” He gritted his teeth. He wasn’t angry at Sole, not dissapointed, just concerned and frustrated by his lack of ability to do anything. “ Whenever you feel lost, come to me. I know now and I’ll drop anything if you need me to. You can do whatever you want, tell me whatever you want and I won’t use it against you or judge you for it. As long as you don’t do it. “ He had a pleading look in his eyes as he grabbed Sole’s hands in his. “ Please. I am no longer sure if this this world is worth saving for me if it no longer has you in it.”
Preston: Preston sighed and asked Sole to sit down on a nearby bench with him. “ When I first started all of this I was, um … scared as hell. You know that I often barely managed to hold my head above water. Sometimes I just wanted it all to stop. I’ve seen so much death and misery walking through the commonwealth… it rubs off on you. But I kept going because the people around me needed me. Sometimes I felt some genuine happiness again, in the little things, you know? When I noticed some kids could still be happy, when I saw lovers reunited,… when I saw my guys like Sturges with his eternal optimism. It made me push through. And then you came along and I wasn’t the only one with the weight of the world on my shoulders.There was some hope again, among the pain and the suffering. I’m still not completely okay but I try to go by the little things… you are a reminder that sometimes things get better. But when it all gets too much… “ He gabbed Sole’s hand in his. “You can come to me. I know what it feels like to feel like you’re not enough. As it turns out talking about it helps best, and for me focussing on the little things that make me happy. Like you. Like coming back to the settlement and knowing you’ve given these people a new home. Like the look of relief when we help a settlement and those people realise that they haven’t lost everything. The bravery to start over. You know the story of Pandora’s box right? Once all the misey is out, hope is left. Anyway… just know you can come to me when you want to okay? Cause… I don’t want to lose you.”
Sturges; Sturges can’t even stand to see Sole cry, let alone deal with the fact that they’re contemplating ending their life. After they barged in at the Museum of Freedom he felt like he owed them his life but now it came down to it he didn’t know how to return the favor. He looked at them with such hopeful eyes and said “ Hey… I don’t really know how to help but I’ve got your back. You’ve helped us out back at Concord. You saved our damn lives… I wanna do the same for you. You’re one of akind Sole, and this world would be a whole lot darker without you in it. So whenever it gets to much you know where to find me. Same team, remember? “ His heart broke to see Sole nodding their head while they still were having trouble stopping the tears and he pulled them into a hug, holding onto them tightly. “I got you. You’re gonna be okay.”
X6-88: “ I told you I once thought you looked lost and confused, that you might not be able to handle this life… and how you proved me wrong. How tough and determined you are in spite of all you’ve lost. I told you then you could accomplish anything you set your mind to. I still believe you can. You will overcome this.” He tried to maintain his more composed way of speaking intact but seeing Sole like that… something was hitting a nerve, making him feel something he didn’t usually feel. “ X6, I’m not sure if I can. You also told me you were worried I might slow you down and I am doing that now. It’s overwhelming, too much to handle.” “ I am sworn to protect you.” Sole inhaled deeply, tears still streaming down their face because they were saying goodbeye to their support system. But Sole knew he was probably doing all of this out of a sense of loyalty to Father, a sense of duty. “ I relieve you of that. You can leave. Nobody will hold it against you. You no longer need to be my bodyguard.You will always be welcome in the Institute but no one will command you any longer.” “ With all do respect, ma’am/sir, I refuse to leave your side as long as you are in harm’s way.” “ This isn’t helping. Knowing I’m a burden, an annoyance to you.It makes it all worse, okay? Just leave.” “ Damnit…I am not leaving because I have to protect the one thing that I can’t live without. That’s you.This is no longer just about the Institute. I respect you and I want to be by your side as you take on the world or whatever idiotic thing has gotten into your head that makes you feel insecure. “ He clenched his jaw. “ You do? ” “ I do… sir/Ma’am. I will aid you in overcoming this in any way you can. I refuse to let you destroy yourself.”
Can someone explain to me how the Keith/Shiro reunion scene is possibly not romantically coded because… that scene just really reads as romantic and I don’t think it’s the shipping goggles haha. Family being reunited scenes aren’t usually like that? The slow zoom into their expressions softly changing? The black lion slowly drifting towards the ship with a star-crossed-lovers finally reunited vibe? The fact that the scene is distinctly focused on Keith and Shiro reuniting and we never even get a proper reunion scene with Shiro and the rest of the team?
In the end if Shiro & Keith aren’t meant to be romantic they’re sailor moon “cousins” level weird haha. Even casual viewers of the show pick up on something being up with their relationship.
Angsty #18 and #20 from 'Writing Prompts 2.0' for Jaehyun please!
Prompts: “I came here to explain what happened, and I’m not leaving until you listen.” “H-How long have you been standing there?”
pairing: jaehyun & reader insert genre: angst wc: 2.3k note: this was inspired a little bit by weightlifting fairy! i also wanted to add more but my mind is tired and i just came back from a friends house ;; ill do the rest tomorrow! ^~^
It was not an everyday occurrence for your boyfriend, Jaehyun, to cross the demarcation of what was right and wrong in your relationship.
Rather than the boundary being prominent, it was a dashed line to Jaehyun; he was unable to differentiate from the good he had committed in the relationship, and the bad, but that never stopped him from working to his premier ability.
Though, tonight was one of the nights he had unpremeditatedly crossed the boundary.
It was a complicated situation—the series of events that had been spurred out of an irate twist. Jaehyun’s ex-girlfriend had came back to town in search of him, a plethora of apologies pouring from her mouth whenever she had the chance. Jaehyun was never one to speak about his ex-relationships; you assumed it was too scarring for him to voice a thought about, but you never saw it as a protective caution he committed to.
And that was one of the many mistakes.
You always assumed that you had a substantial part in Jaehyun’s life, considering the two and a half years you guys had spent together—thicker than thieves. Though, there was always someone else who had topped you, someone you were left unaware of until her presence had disrupted the peaceful milieu.
Her name was Eunha, and she was Jaehyun’s ex-girlfriend.
When she first saw you she had a bitter look sketching on her face, bitterness lacing her tone and poison coating each word that flew from her mouth. There was an unfair treatment between you and Jaehyun that was caused by her, and it was because her sole purpose was to win Jaehyun back.
Jaehyun never spoke much about his relationship with Eunha, to which you assumed was a positive turn to move on, but it was the polar opposite.
Because your boyfriend, Jung Jaehyun, never wanted you to find out a single factor about his ex-relationship with Eunha.
It’s the first thing Dorian notices, after the intense wave of relief at seeing him there in the first place. Val Royeaux is a lot less welcoming when one is an ambassador from Tevinter and not a member of the Inquisitor’s personal retinue. Bull’s is the first friendly face he’s seen in… far too long.
Letters haven’t been enough. They haven’t been enough since the first reached him in Minrathous, carrying only Bull’s handwriting and none of his sound, his smell, no image of him beyond Dorian’s memory. Now, with barstools and Orleasians as the only obstacles between them, Dorian isn’t able to take a step closer.
Once upon a time, there was a clumsy school girl granted the power to transform into the magical ballerina Princess Tutu.
“Once upon a time” is a familiar phrase used to connect stories that take place in lands distant and times different from one another into the same fairytale world. Each episode of the anime Princess Tutu begins with this familiar phrase and then proceeds to tell a story both known and new, where Hans Christian Anderson’s Ugly Ducking becomes Odette, the Swan Queen, from Swan Lake, thanks to the magic of the mysterious Drosselmeyer, who bares a striking resemblance to the character of the same name from The Nutcracker. Princess Tutu is not just a retelling of a handful of fairy tales, it’s an adaptation of stories across literature, ballet, opera, and of course, anime. Each piece of Princess Tutu’s narrative belongs to worlds larger than its own. The series challenges paradigms about typical narrative creation by weaving together multiple “grand narratives”.
While working as an editor for Kadokawa Shoten in the late 80s, Otsuka Eiji wrote a paper called “World and Variation: The Reproduction and Consumption of Narrative” in which he explains the idea of the grand narrative. An individual story only gives the audience a small glimpse into that wider world that the story is set in. This wider world is full of countless narratives told from countless perspectives that make up the grand narrative. Eiji uses the Gundam franchise to illustrate this concept where any given episode of the anime is a small snapshot of narrative within the larger universe(s) Gundam takes place in. Eiji explains, “Countless other [stories] could exist if someone else were the main character.”
Everyone is the main character of their own story. But most of these stories that make up the grand narrative of a world are hidden from view. It’s impossible to tell every story at once and have it be comprehensible. Instead we can only consume small bite-sized narratives that give us a snapshot of the (hopefully) interesting parts of a protagonist’s life. But who, exactly, is controlling these smaller narratives? This is a question faced by the characters of Princess Tutu.
The concept of shifting protagonists and expanding the audience’s view into the grand narrative heavily ties into Princess Tutu’s premise. The anime’s story is catalyzed by Drosselmeyer, the author of a fictitious book called The Prince and The Raven. The book’s ending is a stalemate between the titular characters so Drosselmeyer decides to promote the minor character of Princess Tutu to the role of main character to help the story move forward.
As you can probably tell by the name, Princess Tutu is heavily influenced by ballet. One of the show’s more significant influences is Swan Lake. Through the anime’s re-purposing of Swan Lake’s Odette as a magical girl, Princess Tutu continues to uphold ballet’s tradition of adapting the story for its own purposes.
Princess Tutu and Odette
The basic story of Swan Lake is about a prince falling in love with a girl cursed to be a swan from sunrise to sunset by an evil sorcerer. The sorcerer tricks the prince into confessing his love for his daughter, Odile, instead of the swan girl thus dooming the swan girl’s chance at true love and breaking the curse.
Amanda Kennell, an American scholar, outlines in her paper “Origin and Ownership from Ballet to Anime” Swan Lake’s production history and the evolution of the ballet’s narrative. The original staging in 1877 had the story end with the villain going unpunished and the two lovers drowning in a flood. In a revival staging from 1895 the villain was defeated and the two lovers reunited in heaven after throwing themselves into a lake. In a single scene production called The Magic Swan from the 1940s, the iconic “black swan” was introduced setting the precedent for the same ballerina to play the role of Odette and Odile in striking white and black costumes. And finally, another staging in 2006, not only adopted the White and Black Swan motif, but also changed the ending once again so that the prince kills the villain and he and Odette live happily ever after.
Despite each staging of the classic having significant differences, none of the variations are cast away as counterfeits. The value of the production isn’t in how close it is to the original Swan Lake but instead in the relative merit of each variation. In fact, it doesn’t really matter which you consider “the original” where the additions made by each carry their own merit and add to Swan Lake’s grand narrative. In this same regard, it would be acceptable to consider Princess Tutu another variation on the world of Swan Lake’s grand narrative.
There is terminology for this phenomenon in Kabuki theater. Eiji points out in his paper the similarities between the concepts of Sekai (world) and Shukou (plot) from Kabuki theater and his ideas of the grand narrative and the smaller narratives.
In Kabuki, Sekai represents the world a story takes place in and Shukou represents the story that is a product of that world. Each staging of a Kabuki play is its own Shukou derived from either a single Sekai or the mixing of Sekai. What matters in creating a good performance is not necessarily conveying the Sekai but instead the relative merit of the Shukou’s take on things. No performance is exactly the same and different actors bring different strengths to a performance and in turn provide a different experience for the audience’s entertainment. This of course carries over to more art forms than just Kabuki, classic ballet is in a similar position where entire songs are sometimes re-choreographed just to match the strengths of an individual ballerina. Ballet in particular has a long tradition of making minor and major changes to suit an individual performance. Whether it be tweaking choreography or straight up giving the story a different ending. The evolution of Swan Lake’s production is an excellent example of how productions of what are considered to be the same story can dramatically vary.
But Princess Tutu borrows from more stories than just Swan Lake. This brings us back to Kabuki and the idea of mixing Sekai in order to create another Shukou.
Princess Tutu takes pieces of classic stories and rearranges them to create something simultaneously familiar and completely new. Princess Tutu is not forging a new Shukou from only Swan Lake’s Sekai, but instead is connecting the canon of European literature and performing arts together into an even more extensive grand narrative.
Just look at the series’ opening for example, where Swan Lake and The Nutcracker are intertwined with one another as the anime’s titular character is dressed in the ballet costume of Odette and dances to The Nutcracker’s Flower Waltz to simultaneously combine the worlds of two ballets while producing an entirely new moment unique to the Princess Tutu anime.
The anime ends on the implication that if one person tries to control a story and the grand narrative it’s connected to, that person will fail. Princess Tutu is an excellent reminder of how stories are dynamic. Stories end up taking on a life of their own evolving, expanding and being reworked by both creators and consumers.
Eiji explains that once the consumers feel they have a grasp on the grand narrative they are free to produce their own small narratives from it. This is exactly how its creators forged Princess Tutu from the grand narrative of classic literature and performing arts. Just as mangaka can’t help it if a doujinshi adds to the narrative of their original story, Travosky can’t control the new life his ballets have taken on in Princess Tutu. Stories will take on a life of their own, abandon the need for an original and become a part to a larger grand narrative to be consumed and reworked over and over.
these are the lyrics of the song that was playing when Steve and Bucky saw each other again for the first time in tws (when fury gets shot)
never thought that you would be,
standing here so close to me,
there’s so much I feel that I should say.
but words can wait till some other day.
kiss me once then kiss me twice then kiss me once again,
it’s been a long, long time.
haven’t felt like this my dear since cant remember when,
it’s been a long, long time.
you’ll never know how many dreams i dream about you,
or just how empty they all seem without you.
so kiss me once then kiss me twice then kiss me once again,
it’s been a long, long time.
the song is ‘it’s been a long long time’ by kitty kallen and is about two lovers reuniting after ww2