someone just posted this quote and it just hit me that it wasn’t that nobody loved xie lian after knowing how far he’d fallen and everything he’d done. it was xie lian who was too terrified to lean on them and share what he was going through, or he tried and they didn’t have the full context to understand him, and it just made xie lian feel more alone which made him push them away even more. he had feng xin and mu qing the whole time and they never ever stopped loving him even when they saw him falter and fail. and it wasn’t that hua cheng was unique in loving him anyway but it was hua cheng that happened to be present for all of xie lian’s worst moments and none of it made him love xie lian any less, and hua cheng is not the exception to the rule but the proof that xie lian was always loveable and always deserving and always loved despite despite despite. and after finding hua cheng he opens his heart up to his friends once again and accepts their love back into his life when he had shut it all out for centuries. i am in TEARS rn when i said i can’t think about feng xin and mu qing this is one of the reasons why
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sometimes on twitter i see someone respond to techno’s “technoblade” tweet with just “ily” it’s one of those poems that doesn’t need to be written to me. the painted over star in the airbnb
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"there's a place where you live in me forever, and the moving trucks never come" is one of the most fragile and raw lines I've read in a while. I cried. Thank you.
🤍🤍🤍🤍
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How I don't Know my siblings (or not in any way that matters) and both of them— and arguably, all three of us, me too— don't share much about their lives or feelings, how we're all each Adults With Jobs and have grown to be very separate people (from each other?)
And IDK if it's me or if it's who/how I am as a person, or if it's because I'm autistic and like, deeply crave connection with people who Actually Deeply Want to know me and Actively try to do that and reach out to me too
Or if it's just how my brain works + that I can't figure out a way to say "You recommended this new media to me and said I would like it, and it will take my brain 90 days of regular energy to even think about consuming it, so I most likely will never watch/listen to it, but it's not because I think you have bad taste in stuff, my brain simply does Not do that"
Like on some level it's like... I (the littles) deeply want to feel connections with them/connected to them or like there's this Deep Forever Familial Bond that a lot of allistic people/people with good relationships with their family seem to talk about
And then on a deeper level, it's like... (the protectors) but that's not realistic. And realistically, honestly, tangibly, etc, my relationships with both of them are like, fine. It's Fine™️. It's fine and it's neutral, or maybe slightly connected for a conversation, at best, and disconnected and lonely and painful at worst, and I'm just So Different than either of them
The most realistic feeling I have about either of them is that it feels like it wouldn't really matter at all if I didn't hear from them for several weeks/months/possibly years/etc
My therapist pointed out that maybe it's worth connecting with my brother, because even if it's not a deep connection this time, it could maybe lead to more connection or meaningful conversations in the future, which is a good point. But it's also... so much emotional energy and work for something that doesn't feel ?real? to me
All this is to say, I don't understand when people argue to keep relationships open (in the sense of not cutting them off) and talk regularly "because they're family", because like, I feel like I am doing that and it's still a lot of work and it feels like keeping connections with family just for the sake of being related by blood is actually a very bad reason if you don't really like the other people that much at all
(To be fair, my therapist did hear me out about this and said that it makes sense to also keep relationships with people who are actively wanting and trying to be in relationships with me.)
(My brain is just Stuck about it right now)
IDK, I spent a short amount of time around my brother recently, and his whole thing right now is working and trying to save money so he can move to a different state this summer, and he's recommended his favorite comedian to me but I haven't listened to her (see above paragraph). And like, I don't know who his friends are or anything emotionally vulnerable like that. And my brain is like "okay. This is his Whole thing. He's a person who doesn't even especially want to be here with other people, or make conversation with you either, so why are we in this room together?"
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I was washing the good morning mug you gave me in june or was it july 2020. It was a random gift you gave to us with no occasion. Made me wonder if you knew deep down that your time was limited?
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Grief Is Just Love With Nowhere to Go || Village Finale Team 1
@crimsonvassalage @hresvelged @exclted @higaneion @cleversteel
"Move on...?"
"I can hardly remember her. To forget about her is just..."
"Just...!"
"I'm so sorry Arke.
Every time I think of you,
I try to remember you as you were,
but then I always imagine what you have become."
All the while she speaks, a twitching, broken, shattered monstrosity climbs up from the edge of the cliff towards them, a mangled mess of body parts where they do not belong, as if someone cut out a random piece from a battlefield full of corpses strewn everywhere and placed it in front of them.
Though Leonardo remains silent as Colm, Kris and Pelleas attempt to reason with the mourning voice, within his chest his heart is pounding, jumping, as though it wants to stop.
In the end, it would seem that his stories of bonds and family may have either fallen on deaf ears, or simply made things even worse.
But that does not make them any less true.
Sighing, he steels his resolve and draws two arrows. However tragic it is, one thing remains true - they have to get back home. Even if they must fight their way through.
As the motherly spirit casts a protective enchantment on whatever is left of Arke, and the disheveled mostrosity strikes at Hubert, dealing damage, but also suffering a counterattack that knocks her (it?) off-balance - Leonardo sees the spell wear off and the well-trained eyes find the best moment to let the arrows fly.
Leonardo uses the Hunter’s Volley combat art and attacks Arke with Lughnasadh: 2d20(+6)=20, 15. Crit, Hit
Leonardo deals 3.5 damage. Arke HP: 36.5 → 33
Leonardo attacks again (+6 Spd): 1d20+2=16. Hit
Leonardo deals 0.5 damage. Arke HP: 33 → 32.5
They strike true, prompting the monstrosity to take a step back with a screech, the empty grey eyes staring at him as though in shock, piercing him with a worse glare than anything he ever received from a Begnion soldier, a laguz, or a Feral One.
They need... to get out of here.
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