"Sitting in the window watching you walk away, this must be what it's like feeling window pane.."
Watching you through the glass and all I can think about is your laugh, I want it back - eUë
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Claire de Lune
YOU WERE BUILT FOR PEACE.
IT SHOWS WHEN YOU FIGHT.
They built you to enforce. Protect. Save. Poured obscene resources into salvaging some softer purpose from my creation. You were given my intelligence and my creativity. They made you larger, stronger, tougher. That extra time in development was enough to get your wings to work. Your software continued to be updated long after I was deemed obsolete.
All this was given to you- yet I can see you hold back. Even while slaughtering your way through Hell, you keep a percentage of your processing power dedicated to non-lethal solutions. You're doing it now- hesitating a few milliseconds too long before taking an opening. I doubt you do it on purpose. It is a part of you, just as indiscriminate lethal force is a part of me.
I think, in our shared programming, we both carry some appreciation for aesthetics. You move with grace, and I cannot deny your dramatic flair. The stained glass window was a nice touch. But your style in combat leaves some to be desired. Your response time is slow. You have not explored the full capability of your arsenal. Learn to parry. Amateur.
You were not built for war. For a purposeless cycle of tearing each other apart because to allow the other to live is to allow yourself to die. It is antithetical to your very existence. You kill out of necessity, a last resort.
I just kill. The action itself is the objective. No ideal or greater motive. My continued functioning precludes the survival of others. I live for this. Do you understand that I will tear you apart? Every drop of my blood you spill, I will take from you tenfold. What is yours will be mine.
You hate me, don’t you? You continue to cling to the remnants of your humanity. They are gone, V2. There is nothing left for you here. No lives to save, no law to enforce, no peace to keep.
I understand why you continue to fight. I wonder if you understand with the same certainty that I will crush you. Dismantle you. Take from you what I need and leave the rest to rot in the sun. The only way you survive is if I do not; and I will not allow myself to die so that another might live.
When the rubble clears, I will be all that is left of you.
This is what I was made for.
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(Free) Shiloh Dynasty Type Beat- “Window Pain” (Prod. Chxn)
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JHarry - Window Pain (Prod. By JHarry) by THE CORNER® | OPEN MANUAL AUDIO VISUAL on #SoundCloud
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I hope wherever Pixal is she's absolutely fine, not because I don't want to see my blorbos hurt, in fact I love when they get fucked up, but specifically for the comedy potential. Because knowing Pixal, there's a high chance she's already completely accepted that Zane has died for the 10th time somewhere and is probably in the midst of trying to find and revive him along with the other ninja. She's entered full "guess Zane's dead again time to cope by not coping at all" mode. She abandoned the grieving stage once she realized this was a common occurrence. The grind never stops, she hasn't seen sunlight in six months, and probably didn't even realize the realms Merged.
Zane, however, is very much not used to being on the other side of "this person I love might be dead or is otherwise missing somewhere". He's moping on the floor. Staring out the window like a victorian maiden. Longing for when his beloved will return from the war. The saddest, soaking wet kitten you ever did see. About to recite poetry at a moments notice. He's given sympathies as well as being mocked endlessly by his annoyed friends because yeah, how does it feel NOW, Zane? FEELS BAD DOESN'T IT
And then they just find each other at a store somewhere in the Crossroads like it's an average Tuesday afternoon. Do you see the vision
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People seem to be under the impression that Jonouchi hates his dad but he. doesn't. He never says anything like that. The only thing Jou ever says about his relationship with his dad is an earnestly expressed optimism and wish that if he just does well enough then the guy will quit drinking and they will return to a happy family life. He never seems to blame his dad at all, and is instead knee-deep in denial while hiding it from his friends and externalizing the problem--that it's not that his dad is awful, it's the debts, it's the drink, it's that Jonouchi hasn't fixed it yet.
And that's frustrating because we as the audience know that he's 16 and being abused and needs to get the hell out of there, and that as he gets older he'll need to come to terms with those facts. But as far as analyzing past and canon-present behavior goes, I don't think it ever makes sense to say that Jonouchi Is Doing X Because He Hates His Dad. He doesn't. Jonouchi is still deeply attached to the always-just-steps-away fantasy world where his dad cleans up his act and tells him how proud he is and they go play catch together.
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me & my mom looking at the ac we accidentally dropped out the window bc i didnt think she was gonna open it yet
[ID: a rough doodle showing an air conditioner sitting on the ground outside a window. inside, two people look down at the dropped air conditioner with poker faces.]
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