Change OR The One Where L And Light Get Married Part 4 / Comic Tag

“Change OR the one where L and Light get married“ – Part 4 / comic tag

original fic by @translightyagami​

—-SURPRISE. Bet you thought I gave up on this huh?? Tbh, me too, but here we are! In regards to this part, I really wanted to expand on how weighty of a question “are you ready?” is for these two. Originally it was going to be even longer, but I decided to finally let it go after sitting on it for so long. Thank you to James for helping me bounce ideas way back when as I was picking what vignettes to use!

Next part’s the finale!

“Change OR the one where L and Light get married“ – Part 1 / comic tag

original fic by @translightyagami

Thank you so much for letting me adapt some of your beautiful writing! This one also goes out to the sweet L and Light fictives who messaged me before! Many happy returns to you both!

Bonus drawing that I cut because it didn’t fit the tone:

The more I am trying to help fundraisers reach a wide berth of people, the more I am realizing that tumblr is a very performative website. Posts which are detailing a fundraiser have very little interaction, as opposed to those that point out the injustice of it all and have a tone of anger. But anger is not sustainable...if you want us ( those who are actively monitoring the fundraisers ) to give you a cause to rally against, if that is the only thing what moves you to donate, then how long can this go on? What does it even say about how you view the lives of people who have been forced to fundraise? They are not tinder to keep stoking your fuel of righteousness.

Every fundraiser which I am personally monitoring seems to only crest when the tumblr community at large either feels that appropriate bit of "oh yeah look I am so cool for rallying behind the cause." Or if there is a tragedy, an unimaginable pain a person has been put through and thus can evoke enough empathy/sympathy in the masses....what is this? What can one even say to this?

Jack leaned away and put his hands on Hiccup’s cheeks, checking again if it really was him. And it was. There was no doubt in it. Jack hadn’t even been aware he’d memorized the exact location of each one of his freckles, but here they were, just as they had been centuries ago. And there was the scar on his chin, and his bushy eyebrows, and his big, round nose. A laugh – partly sob – bubbled out of him. He kissed his nose, then his forehead, then his cheek. Hiccup began to laugh too, but stopped when Jack pressed their lips together. Jack felt a tear trail onto his hand.  

From Chapter 43 of OTNWAS by @jjackfrost! When I tell you I was SOBBING from joy as I read this.

i am looking for any information on this wolf doll. the closest thing i could find on my own is a pinterest post which provide no source or even an original uploader. HELP ME

Electricity wires are down Rainbow colours fading to brown Adventurous smile shifting to frown Courageous boy, now you’re a clown Your Antarctic hair, off with the crown Your spirited friends, now a ghost town You run… [x]

Jack from OTNWAS