There’s something about the way that Famous Last Word was played at every last show on the Reunion tour. Obviously it’s one of their most popular songs; it’s a permanent set list fixture. But like holy shit?? Having Gerard conduct the audience to sing along with him, sometimes tens of thousands of people, all agreeing to this grand proclamation of life and perseverance? That’s fucking insane. Sure, Foundations of Decay made it clear that the current state of MCR is focused on wanting to create again and less about ‘saving lives’ but it’s like an embedded clause of the band’s existence. First words ever written, the demo man’s storyline, TBP yadayadayada. It’s fundamental to the band whatever. But I don’t know, it feels different. Like they’ve taken it on themselves- MCR isn’t afraid to keep on living. They got up and stopped it when it was failing and they got up and let the spark reignite when it was needed. The band as an entity is going to keep living and continuing on this path, but this time it’s more selfish. Their whole message applies to THEM now and it translates so much more organically I think and I fucking love it
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honestly no wonder harrow forced ianthe to lobotomize her so she could save gideon. listen…LISTEN…if i was a secret-war-crime cult nunlet princess worshipped by my entire planet and the only person that (barely) kept me in check was my childhood nemesis—a butch a year older than me, towering over me in stature and physical prowess, and so hot it made my teeth hurt from how hard my jaw clenched in her presence, who wielded a two-handed seven-foot sword and had irritatingly huge biceps and told very lewd stupid jokes and also learned how to wield an entirely new weapon and be my bodyguard with startling accuracy in three months—only to have us finally learn to trust each other because we got invited to a magic murder mystery and then before the bubble burst i spilled the worst secret about myself that i was born because my parents murdered an entire generation and tried to Kill Her along with them and she just wouldnt die, and i told her this expecting a swift death i believed i deserved, only for her to fucking cradle me in her big butch arms and kiss me on my forehead with her soft butch mouth and just. forgive me for a shameful weight ive carried my entire life and then MAKE AN ACTUAL NECRO/CAV VOW with me despite every evil thing i have done to her……to have her tell me, in the end, bleeding and broken after putting up the most beautiful and glorious fight of her life, that she understands purpose and she understands duty and she knows loyalty more fiercely than ever now, that she knows who she is to me, that there is no her without me….to have her backed into a corner and make the ultimate sacrifice…..for me…..to recite scriptural wedding vows of eternity to me in her last wisps of soul-consciousness…..if i thought there was even a snowflake’s chance in the pyre that i could save her by turning myself into her very own locked tomb, i’d be begging ianthe tridentweirdius to crack my skull open and turn me to mush too, goddamn. i understand you harrowhark girl you don’t have to explain a thing to me. god said you couldn’t undo the lyctor’s bond bc it’d kill you. you told god and his angels that not even a lyctor’s bond could outshine the power of female spite and lesbianism and they didn’t listen. they didn’t believe you. but i heard you loud and clear and i was 17 and hormonal and hopelessly romantic not too long ago unlike those fucking dinosaurs and i’m saying it’s valid it’s what i would have done and really everyone should be thanking you for not being worse and more wretched about it, all things considered
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The constant temptation and promise of everything and nothing in the odyssey. The sirens promise odysseus to know, and the lotus eaters promise him to forget. He could be an immortal, and he could be a beggar. Be known, and be a stranger. He could be alive, and he could be dead. He could be odysseus, and he could be nobody. And the man of many ways tries to be a little bit of everything.
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binged dungeon meshi and omg farcille…
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Dr Ratio accidentally calls Aventurine just “dear” instead of “dear gambler” and they both just sit in silence and pretend it didn’t happen.
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releasing some fords into the wild. i think the OP of the video i referenced for the second pic deactivated but my screenshots are forever
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fuck you ageism fuck you life ending at 30 fuck you makeup industry forcing us to feel bad about a natural process fuck you hustle culture fuck you instagram fuck you youtube fuck you glorification and deification of youth fuck you who make people feel bad for not having "achieved anything" in their 20s fuck you people who peaked in high school and try to drag everybody down by insisting it's all downhill after 19
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