@angel-with-a-pipette i just finished all secret episodes and endings for khbbs final mix (in english this time) and pretty much got this stuck in my head after recalling a certain secret episode from kh 0.2 - a fragmentary passage
“i find myself at times wondering what might’ve become of the girl with the beautiful golden mirror, but such fantasies have no place amidst reality.”
so like, morrigan is ashamed of loving fancy stuff, and forces herself to dismiss them because her upbringing has forced her to only consider survival and power to be worthy goals, right? so i feel like she’d start out in origins with much more practical clothing and only start wearing stuff like her canon outfit after some time spent recovering from flemeth’s influence… but idk, that’s just my onion
But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him. It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life. |
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
All right, y’all seem to love hate me for my post about everyone’s reactions to Peter’s death, but a lot of you are telling me that Tony’s gonna die instead - and you know what, I agree. I am terrified of that, because Peter has the protection of sequels - beyond Avengers 4, Tony doesn’t. Also, I appear to be “surviving” the wait by imagining character deaths and y’all will share my pain. So in that case, what do I wanna see?
I want it to be protecting Peter. If my baby’s gonna go out, it’s going to be while being a dad because if there’s one death Tony absolutelycannot survive, it’s Peter’s.
I want to see Peter realize what Tony is about to do. I want to hear him beg Tony not to in his raw young voice, struggle to get Tony of the way.
I want Tony to hold his position, his mask closed so Peter can’t see how terrified he is, until the blow lands.
I want Rhodey and Strange to watch it all in horror, but they can’t do anything about it, not in time, not if they want to live to see Peter through the battle, ,so they just jump in to provide cover as Peter starts to react.
I want Peter tear the entire helmet off and start on Tony’s armor so he can get to the wound, stop the bleeding, anything to save his third father figure.
I want Tony to grab Peter’s hands and hold them tight, whispering for Peter to stop, just stop.
I want Peter to obey, but he’s crying and stammering “I can’t lose another dad.”
I want Tony to smile, weak but genuinely smiling, and say that he couldn’t have had a better son.
I want Tony to die smiling because he died protecting who he loved.
I want Tony to die smiling because he’s finally free of the PTSD and the criticism and the constant fear for his loved ones’ lives.
I want Tony to die saying that he loves Peter, the best son any man could have.
I want Peter to smile through his tears because he’s wanted to hear that for two years.
I want Peter to whisper “Tony?” when Tony’s eyes slide shut.
I want Peter to cry “Dad!” and start shaking him when he doesn’t respond.
I want Strange to pull Peter away, his voice strong and steady, but his hands are shaking like earthquakes, and the cloak is trying to hug them both.
I want Rhodey to say nothing at all because he needs to be strong for Peter, but underneath his mask he’s just drowning in tears because that is his lifelong best friend lying dead on the ground.
I want Steve to stop and stare because the man he’s always accused of being selfish just sacrificed himself without a moment’s thought and died with only Peter on his mind.
I want Bucky to falter because that’s three Starks he couldn’t save, because maybe Tony didn’t die by his hand, but he wasn’t in the right place to protect him, to protect his friend’s son.
I want Gamora and Quill to run over, stabbing and shooting anything that tries to stop them, and drop to their knees and give Peter a pep talk because yes, they’ve been there, but Peter can’t give in to the grief now.
I want Peter to snap out of it and look up, his eyes full of icy rage, and pull his mask back on. And then, in the coldest possible voice, in a voice that should never come from a teenager, I want him to say “Activate Instant Kill” as those glowing red pinpricks zero in on Thanos.
I want Wanda to sense his intentions and scream out a warning, trying to fling out a scarlet shield to pin Peter down, but he slides beneath it.
I want Sam to fly in to try to catch him, but Peter only uses him as a sticking point for his webs.
I want Wong to try to divert him with portals, but Peter dodges every single one.
I want the adults to share a look and a nod and charge towards Thanos behind Peter, because maybe they shouldn’t stop him. Because maybe, in his rage, with his powers and tech, with a hoard of others to back him up-
Maybe Peter can win.
And if he can’t, they’ll still fight to keep him alive.
And if they can’t do that, they won’t let him die alone and unavenged.
A cloak might hide you, but you don’t wear it just to hide. A cloak might warm you, but you don’t wear it just to stay warm. You don’t wear it just ‘cause it looks nice or ‘cause it’s a conversation starter.
It don’t always feel good to wear a cloak. Some cloaks, they hurt every time you put ‘em on, like a scar that’ll never fully heal. And that’s the point:
If it hurts when you wear it, you aren’t liable to forget.