#so i just. can't reach him. at all.

[elbdot]

So, you and white haired boys, huh?

Oh don't even get me sTARTED...

Somehow they just keep getting worse and worse EACH TIME, I DON'T KNOW H O W

#ASTARION TOPS THEM ALL THO LIKE OH MY GOD - NO ONE CAN REACH THAT LEVEL OF TRAUMA #And EVILNESS QUITE FRANKLY #The most twisted fcked up sassy asshat of them all #of SOUL YOU GUYS WEREN'T AWARE OF YET #THAT ONE IS O L D #Lil' teenage me's first anime crush LMAO #At least I am self-aware enough about my TENDENCIES TO FICTIONAL MEN #And I DO mean FICTIONAL #I WOULD NOT WANT THIS IN REAL LIFE #“I CAN FIX HIM” NO BICH YOU CANT!!!!!! YOU CAN'T FIX A SINGLE ONE OF THEM #IT'S ONLY FUN IN FICTION BECAUSE IT'S FICTION!!! YOU CAN FIX'EM ALL IN YOUR FIX-IT-FICS HOORAY! #With Astarion I am just here for the show #He is so terrible it's funny as heck #And when he ISN'T nasty Neils voice performance for vulnerable gentle Astarion??? Goes down like BUTTER #OH YEAH THAT'S THE GOOD SHIT #I'M HERE FOR THIS #mod #reply #soul evans #guzma #astarion

[maulfucker]

So fucked up that obimaul is a rarepair. What do you mean not everyone is obsessed with enemies to lovers with a Force connection, where one side is completely obsessed with the other who barely acknowledges him (but is just as affected)

#hm i should make an original post tag #obimaul #like. say what you want but obi-wan saw a random dathomirian zabrak and immediately went 'maul?? alive??' #he DOES care about maul he just doesn't actively seek him out like maul does #post prompted by this song that makes me think about Maul in his crime lord era‚ all the luxury of the world within his reach‚ #but none of it satisfies him because what he really wants is to find (and kill) kenobi #'another night up in the best suite; everything's gone wrong already‚ my body admits; dreaming so high the floor is the limit; #once again i got lost.. [...] another night i give myself‚ top of a skyscraper; i'm the king of the world‚ dreams for rent; #and when i look at myself i sigh with a low voice‚ 'i don't feel bad i just feel nothing'' #(<- song is são paulo‚ 2015 by jão) #it's a song about feeling dissatisfied with the life of fame because there's an emptiness he can't fill with sex drugs or luxuries #and from the context of the album it's likely he's thinking about a past lover he's still not over #so. imagine with me. #i might make something out of this. maybe. #but like. posting about songs that make me think obimaul thoughts. not very productive. almost no audience. #... and while making this post i've been attacked by yet another song with a very obimaul words #'lie to me‚ run from me‚ we swear it doesn't count‚ in this way of ours‚ but it's not because i hate you that i can't kiss you anymore' #<- pilantra by jão and anitta

[fisheito]

I know I've made my stance on the issue qUITE apparent. But just to reiterate

#yakumo is The Issue. in all aspects of my life and so on #he had a pullable cleavage window. you can't tell me eiden resisted that the entire time #he had little arm straps!! he had a series of collars all over his body and we didn't yank them ONCE? #not A SINGLE ONE? not one cheeky reach n snap????? #not even a light banjo twang. wasted potential. eiden pls play him like an acoustic guitar #look. dark nova had that choker in r2. and here we got an entire string instrument. #i just. I JUST NEED TO PULL HIM AROUND. I NEED TO EXERT SOME SORT OF FORCE ON HIM #i am CLENCHING AND UNCLENCHING MY FISTS IN CONFUSED FRUSTRATION #i need an outlet and i m gonna make yakumo sing in D minor #yakumo

[gayvecchio]

Frannie, you are in over your head. Meaning? Meaning, guys like him don't marry girls like you. That's fairy tale. And girls like you get hurt, and guys like him don't even know it, and that's life.

#due south #ray vecchio #francesca vecchio #benton fraser #oof the way you can see the truth of this hit ray so hard #good for frannie for saying all of this and sticking up for herself because ray was being an unfair jerk #especially since he was projecting his own fears and insecurities about losing fraser and taking it out on frannie #ray's behavior here only makes sense to me if he's acting out of jealousy #because he doesn't seem the type to get involved in his siser's love life (unless she's being harmed in some way) #and what he says about fraser directly contradicts what we know ray actually thinks about him #i can't imagine ray sees fraser as the type to 'love 'em and leave 'em for lack of a better phrase. he knows he's not like that #ray is the one in over his head and worried about being left heartbroken (and not being good enough for fraser to stick around for) #if fraser was involved with frannie; ray loses ever getting a chance with him either way whether it works out or not #if the potential relationship worked out ray would have to sit by and watch the man he loves be with his sister #and if it doesn't work out (which it likely wouldn't lbr) he loses his frienship as well because it would never be the same after #and the fact remains that fraser will likely go back to canada one day and leave ray behind #and not realize just how much it will hurt ray when he goes #AND FRASER IS LISTENING TO ALL OF THIS #HE'S JUST ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GLASS #THE PERSON RAY DREAMS ABOUT #SO CLOSE BUT STILL OUT OF REACH #i can't with them #frannie is the only brave one here i love her #ds30below

[bylertruther]

not to be too real but since we're talking about it... we always talk about will feeling lonely which is fair, but... it is such an Ugly, isolating, and genuinely heart-wrenching feeling to be the odd one out in your family, and to watch them treat others who aren't related to you the way you wish they would treat you, to watch them perform their familial roles with them and not you.

nancy's the only person in his family that mike could talk to, the only person that has the same trauma and would understand, and yet... he can't. they don't ever talk unless it's to be snippy and bite. nancy spends more time caring about max and will than she does mike, her own little brother.

holly is too young for him to bond with like that. she's just barely a kid, one that still needs to be cared for.

his mom tries her best, but he doesn't feel comfortable being vulnerable with her. considering the fact that she did everything "right" according to society's standards and married their dad of all people, i doubt he feels comfortable showing her who he really is. he lets her hug him when he's at his lowest, but we don't see them actually connecting.

his dad is just some ghost that haunts his house. he doesn't care about mike or think highly of him at all. the only times we've seen him pay mike any attention are when he belittles his interests, mocks him, punishes him, or shuts him down by telling him to listen to his mother. the only support he gets from him is financial in nature.

meanwhile, everyone else has a family they can turn to. dustin, despite lying to his mother to keep her out of his shenanigans, seems to have a decent relationship with her. even if he doesn't, he still has steve and robin. lucas is shown to have a healthy relationship with his parents and erica. will and el have their family.

max's situation is different, but she has the backing of the party; people that love her and actively try to help her and pull her back into the world of the living. she isn't thrust into a leadership role that doesn't allow for vulnerability. she has nancy who is willing to fight monsters for her, el who literally performed a miracle for her, and lucas who has stood by her since the beginning.

and mike... well. he has will back now, sure, but... things have been different between them for a long time now, even if they're both trying their best to be how they were before. and before then, will obviously was in california, not returning his calls or reaching out, making mike feel like he'd lost him for good.

so... all that being said, it's not that surprising that mike is the way he is: riddled with abandonment issues, wanting to be needed, immediately apologizing whenever he dares to open up, inclined to give others the protection and comfort no one's ever given him, prone to jealousy and possessiveness, unable to be completely and wholly honest about what troubles him, not exactly the most open to new people, and someone with appallingly low self-esteem.

you know how they say people that are drowning don't always look like they're drowning? that's mike.

#mike #mine #wheeler #mike analysis #byler #i can't think abt him for longer than two seconds bc then i make myself sad lol <3 #will's story is fucked up but at least he has people that love him and help him and SEE him and that he feels comfortable being his #true self with. but mike? :/ sigh. #mike just bottles it up and overcompensates / gets his mind off of it by caring for someone else. #like in the van scene when he's opening up to will and then immediately tries to deflect bc he thinks it's not important. #like... mike... you ARE important. you're feelings aren't stupid. you aren't some worthless loser with nothing to offer people. #the way that he talks about himself and the lack of support he has in his life is like ... actually so fucking sad lmao! #bc he spent all that time with el and sent her all those letters and yet they never actually got to know each other. it wasn't anything of #value. it was just company. and he had will but things started changing and mike felt like will was pulling away from him. then they both #moved across the country and he tried to call will all those times but couldn't reach him. and then will never reached out first so he just #straight up felt like he'd lost will. and the remaining party members are great but like mike says they aren't will. so he was just alone. #bites my own hand bites my own hand bites my own hand bites—

[roomy-ghosted]

JUST started a good Durge playthrough and I'm dying over my absolute little guy bard Tinfoil.

#bg3 #bg3 tav #baldurs gate 3 #(Im a tag rambler so theres a lot here-) he's got voice six and because of that I'm opting he's incredibly INCREDIBLY young #like- probably 9? Dragonborn reach 10 year old human size at 3 for them so. yeah- #human-body wise he's about 17? but he's still got so little thoughts in his head. Which is canon as well at least #not gonna romance ANYONE as Tinfoil but we're gonna all be besties. #still deciding if he'll slurp tadpoles. he gives into peer preassure very easily and is very easily bossed around. #so it depends at the moment in the cutscene i guess. #he's the group kid. i think shadowheart would mother him a lot and he looks up to Karlach A SHITTON. 'She's so cool...' #'why is the group kid the leader?' #everyone shrugs but they see Tinfoil curl up around a small pile of gold and gems as he sleeps and they can't say no to what he wants to do #Lae'zel thinks he's 'extremely weak skinned. and needs all the help a pathetic youngling like him can get' #she says; helping said pathetic kid up off the nautaloid ship floor after he ran ahead to try and get to the controls; listening to her #like a good lil guy #'Tinfoil; darling; you know we can always get *more* gold if you give up some of these precious little rubies and opals. Your hoard #will look *much* more impressive that way.' #-Astarion; trying to convince a now-teary-eyed tinfoil to give up his hoard so the party can buy health potions #'its not...its not impressive?' he starts crying and Shadowheart has to comfort him #I KNOW he's gonna go murder mode and stuff. but everyone at camp thinks it's just dragonborn instincts kicking in #so they just like chain him to a tree for the night. #its funny i think #'NO! BAD TINFOIL! STOP TRYING TO EAT THE BIRDS!' #'Raughguguhguguh. Tinfoil *NEEDS* sauce...' #he is on a leash constantly because he is enamoured with the beauty of the world and runs off- but also to not kill and maim constantly.

[feroluce]

When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.

Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.

He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.

They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.

Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.

Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.

Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.

It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.

It's an ear.

It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-

Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.

"Hey!"

Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.

"Kaveh, hey!"

The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.

His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.

Quicksand.

Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.

His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-

Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.

"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.

Kaveh is sinking.

Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.

Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.

"Do you believe in karma?"

The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-

Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.

Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.

He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.

He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.

He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.

He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.

Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.

Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.

"Kaveh? What are you doing?"

This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."

Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.

"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.

"Do you believe in karma?"

#genshin impact #haikaveh #al haitham #kaveh #kavehtham #these two have had me chewing concrete lately god #3.6 got me frothing at the mouth #something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart #and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby- #and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol #and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov #Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help #and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality #and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves #kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self* #al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this #or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other. #two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal #i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this #written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song #'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow' #'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption' #'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in' #'but he couldn't be saved' #'a sadness runs through him' #extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough #my fics #gore #body horror #I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case

[grapejuicegay]

Okay, friend

#OH NO I HAVE TOO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS #first of all the obvious red and blue boys #the one who's ready to jump all in at the slightest hint of reciprocation #and the one who gets too into his own head and tries to chicken out of talking about his feelings #but also thinking about all the meta (and specifically jemmo's post) about the ep 10 fist bump #and how they were on the same level through it all and how their relationship is level and reciprocal at every point #and how we're seeing the exact opposite take place here in msp #tinn has just been rejected #and done so in a way where he has no idea that gun likes him too #gun trying to reach out in a situation that IS difficult for them both #but he has a step up on tinn here where he knows that his feelings are reciprocated even if they can't be together right now #and so of course tinn is the one to step back when he tries to make a move under the cover of the mv #because he has just been rejected where gun... just hasn't #and most importantly both episodes ending with immaculate food based flirting 10/10 #anyway here's some boys fist bumping about their feelings in ep 6 #(and talking about said feelings next to a body of water) #tune in next week for boys not really dating and also performing a tragic romance in ep 7! #my school president #my school president series #bad buddy #bad buddy series #bad buddy brain rot #this isn't about bad buddy but when is anything not about bad buddy anymore #< i love this tag but you best believe i am going to make anything and everything about bad buddy #kk.gifs #oh this is my first gifset of 2023!!!

[lazycranberrydoodles]

the people in the tags understand me. starembers art is super pretty but also weird at times.

#xie lian has been doing manual labor for a living (breaking boulders on his chest WITH NO SPIRITUAL ENERGY brick laying farming etc) #im anti twink xie lian #also i dont think he should have mxtx protagonist snowy white skin. maybe as a sheltered prince. but he has been planting rice for years. #AT LEAST GIVE HIM A TAN #and hua cheng died as a malnourished 17 year old (he has been working out since then but i still prefer skinnier headcanons). #why does everybody have light eyes (even putting aside the colorism in the novel.) #why does xie lian have this wide-eyed-lips-parted-blank look and hua cheng have bedroom eyes all of the time #(not that they can't necessarily make these expressions but augh.) #why are they tall as fuck in every full body shot #why are their hands so big. #again i don't want to put any opinions in an actual post because i havent read the comic and it might be different than i think #but just based on the art ive seen... theyve been very yaoified. thats the best word i have #even by the point the manhua has reached (lqq arc iirc) #they've been having sincere and vulnerable moments #and i havent really seen panels that tell me that. let them be silly and awkward and fuck up. even if it makes them less sexy for a moment #and also?? xie lian (again just based off the art) seems to have lost a lot of agency? #he is a 'go with the flow' guy but he is also pretty situationally aware and clever #but the vibes i get are that he gets wide-eyedly dragged from plot point to plot point #(in the case where hua cheng slung him over his shoulder literally??) #(he would not fucking do that book 1.) #please correct me if i'm wrong #i'll probably get around to reading the manhua faster if someone tells me theyre more in character than i think they are #lmao #if you love the manhua disregard me. #not art #to delete l8er #(possibly) #(if i turn out to be wrong about this which is possible) #(or if someone decides they are very emotionally invested in my medium intensity feelings)

[coquelicoq]

I hugged the two children while looking around at my companions. [...] Shin Yoosung asked me, "Grandmother? Is Grandmother Sookyung okay?" "I think she should be fine. It is entering the final stages." Relief passed through the party member's faces at my words. Only one face was different. "Hey, why is Dokja hyung's mother your grandmother?" "Ahjussi's mother is my grandmother." "Dokja hyung isn't your father." I quickly patted them on the back. "Now now, don't fight. You can both call her grandmother." "Really? Can I?" "Yes." I watched the red-faced Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung and tried to say something else, but quickly closed my mouth. To these children, what had happened in the past three years? What did these children hear, see and talk about as they passed through dozens of scenarios without me? "…Hyung?" I stroked Lee Gilyoung's head for a long time and Lee Gilyoung looked up at me helplessly. Shin Yoosung, who was staring at the scene, grabbed my hand and placed it on her head. (Chapter 343)

they love you they love you they love you

#kdj: actively having a breakdown because two people he loves almost died/are dying #plus he abandoned his kids & they had to grow up & suffer adversity w/o him & he's thinking about how he can never make that right #meanwhile sys: i see you are patting lee gilyoung's head and not mine. not on my watch bucko #you don't have to make it right! they just want you to love them and to be able to love you in return #and to fight over you of course. but luckily you have two arms #and can hug them both at the same time #maybe that's why he was a squid. what a big number of arms you have grandmother. all the better to hug you with my dears #i still can't get over squid!kdj falling to his knees in front of his kid and her reaching out and touching his head #this book is making me so fucking emotional this is unacceptable #orv #kdj #sys #lgy #omniscient reader's viewpoint #my posts

[interviewwiththewerepire]

oh my god the parallels between "Only the saint is not a city but a handsome man with the most agreeable disposition" and "He was in love with my city and wanted to know everything about it" in the pilot to lestat's emotional "I'm going to miss this place" soliloquy knowing louis was going to try to kill him, and regardless of what happened, it would likely be their last night together.

what happens when you make your home a person, not a place, and they can no longer stand to house you?

#this isn't new information its just hitting me all over again #iwtv #amc iwtv #loustat #also mad props to sam for the look of utter disappointment that he's trying to hide when louis brushes him off after pouring his heart out #with a reminder about the feast #its the first time in a long while he's been vulnerable of his own volition and he wants SO BADLY to reach louis but he's not having it #except that it absolutely was working but Louis just couldn't admit it to himself yet #besties I can't do this

[bidokja]

i've seen a few comments before (not on here, just in the past on other sites) frustrated and confused about why the oldest dream never talked to yoo joonghyuk. or anyone for that matter. why couldn't he just say something, anything at all? did he feel nothing as they suffered? couldn't he have helped somehow?

and there's a lot i could say about this and a lot of various layers and details and perspectives. but in the end it all comes down to this:

not a single one of us can talk to the characters in a book we're reading.

that's just how it works.

#mine #orv #orv spoilers #(next part is just my rambling that could be ENTIRELY incorrect its 4AM okay ashdjfg) #in addition here's my hot take: i don't think yjh actually talked to od the one time he said he did #i think he is a little liar who thought the one reason kdj wouldn't kill him is if kdj thought it'd doom the timeline #and he thought kdj wouldn't feel assured unless some higher power than yjh confirmed it would be fine #so he LIED to get kdj to KILL HIM because he and kdj are BIRDS OF A FUCKED UP FEATHER #i'm not saying he lied about knowing the timeline would be fine without him. i just think he reached that conclusion through other means #like. its a perfectly reasonable conclusion to make if you consider that the cut film effect exists. #how are you gonna splice n dice different timelines if one of them doesnt exist anymore once yjh regresses? you CAN'T is the answer #so i think he could be sure the current round/timeline would be fine if he regressed into a new round/timeline even w/o talking to od #anyways. i could be 100% wrong about all that!! i likely am ashjdfg but it's. it sure is something to think about!

[florallylly]

sorry queen but a cheater is a cheater is a cheater and that's not a label i easily let go of

#obviously extenuating circumstances #but i don't mean i was traumatized and repressing my feelings blah blah staying with the safe choice #so u were an asshole. #so u obviously don't care enough about the person ur dating to stop for a second and actually think about the consequences of ur actions #and the fact that she didn't even acknowledge what she did #and just happily ended up with her man and her ex APOLOGIZED? #pick up ur head king ur crown is falling #and yes this is a major reason why i refuse to even support ronance #like it's my personal opinion and i'm not stopping people from shipping who they like #but i also want to get my thoughts out there scream into the void or whatever #as a lesbian from a small town i'll tell u i would certainly not date a girl who cheated on my best friend #so don't pull that argument on me #it just feels evil to me #like can't steve have ONE thing like ONE person in his corner #why make him constantly apologize and have to give way when he's done like. nothing wrong #first of all he was reclaiming queer duh #and he was right to be pissed #i get that it's two attractive girls and one is canonically gay #but ur reaching

[neuxue]

“Now, I’ll tell you why I spit on your forgiveness; I’ll tell you why I loathe your redemption. To reach a hand down to somebody, they need to be BENEATH YOU!”

and that’s a one-hit KO by Exandria Unlimited: Calamity. Nice knowing all of you.

#i am FLOORED #i cannot BELIEVE this scene #everything about this is just. like. i can't believe i'm watching this play out. #i don't even know how to process it. #(and the gentleness that came just before) #(as the lord of hells; the great betrayer; took the hand of the only one who had ever offered him kindness. and followed him home) #(but the role of the betrayer of course is to betray) #the way some part of him wants to take that hand #but to do so is intolerable for the cost of doing so is pride and pride is all he has #man I came into this mini-campaign for the dramatic irony and narrative doom #for the characters made of ambition and secrets whose hubris would be the downfall of their world that sought and nearly reached the stars #and i got that! but i ALSO got this... #phenomenal nuanced take on the entire concept of redemption and betrayal that i was NOT EXPECTING #i'm FINE this is FINE don't mind me ON THE FLOOR INCOHERENT #critical role #exu: calamity #id fodder

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#ryuuji suguro #ao no exorcist #blue exorcist #suguro ryuji #ryuji suguro #suguro ryuuji #bon suguro #manga ryuuji #rin okumura #renzou shima #kuro #chapter 18 #kyoto ryuuji #koneko and renzou are the ones calling after him #you just can't see koneko behind ryuuji #i think they're both worried he's taking too much of the responsibility of all this on his own shoulders #and he isn't listening to them right now #he always jumps to conclusions and isn't great about reaching out for help #(which is why it bugs him so much when others don't. we see our own flaws in others. lol)