Replaced Hua's glasses with goggles and I uh...
.. oh sweet mother of god she–
Oh, and Theresa's there just for support lmfao i miss her sm
well…. if ladybug can summon ladybugs to create…. does that mean chat can summon cats to destroy….
so what if I tOlD yOu tHaT tHe wOrLd wAs gOnNa eNd-
i dont even watch su but i couldnt resist
The first time one of our Pinoy boys EVER brought home the Olympic Gold.
And he did it. Twice.
Ngl I teared up hearing our national anthem being played.
And this after one of our Pinays brought home the Philippines' first Olympic gold EVER.
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Rosegarden Week Day 4: After the War
A fic idea I had during the mid-season hiatus, but didn’t have time to write, but now it fits the prompt so…
I meant this to be a one-shot but it’s past 1 am and I need to sleeeep so now it’s a two-shot and I’ll post the second half Friday.
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“I think I’m… done.”
He’d expected them to argue, to try and convince him to stay. But standing before them, his small frame battered, bloody, and broken, they averted their eyes. Even Ozpin remained quiet.
He’d kept their secrets, prevented Salem from using the relic, endured torment for their sakes. He’d suffered for them. He’d had to take lives for them. And it had shattered him. He felt hollow.
He just wanted to go home.
And they let him.
He allowed Ozpin to take over, to tell them the last things they’d need to know about the vaults, the relics, the war to save humanity.
And when the dust settled in Atlas, when the refugees poured out into the other kingdoms, he went with them, just one more body, lost among the masses.
He didn’t even tell them goodbye. But even through the numbness that gripped his soul, he felt a sting of regret when he thought of her face, silver eyes brimming with tears.
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