Listen, I view DL pretty critically because even in my FAVORITE ROUTE (Kou's More Blood one) <- not really story-based but character-wise and the fact that it feels like we have two good endings in this one.
Like this super sweet cg? YEAH SHE DIED FIRST.
She came back as a vampire though, with Kou trading his sight (and the ability to gaze upon the sky) to simply keep her alive in a deal with Karlheinz.
(tw under the cut: blood, knives, KOU WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? WHY DID YOU EVEN THINK SHE WOULD LIVE AFTER THAT?)
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They can talk, in death. Evan has questions. He wants to understand; he needs to know the whole story in order to process and heal. He needs to know why Mike was the way that he was to understand that it wasn't Evan's fault; and he wants to know what happened after he died, what it was like.
Michael wants to answer him. He wants to help; he's obligated to help, after everything he's done to Evan. He prepares his story, opens his mouth to speak...
And nothing comes out.
In which Michael threw himself to the wayside when he decided to save them, so much so that he isn't ready to talk about his own trauma after he dies.
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The entire western liberal worldview is currently balanced on the ability to psychologically compartmentalize away from the mass atrocities in Gaza and what western governments are doing to perpetuate them.
Everything that mainstream liberals claim to oppose is on full display in Israel’s actions in Gaza. Racism. Fascism. Tyranny. Injustice. Genocide. Yet they must necessarily avoid throwing themselves into opposing these things there at all cost, because it would mean acknowledging that their own political allegiances are inseparably interwoven with them.
It would mean turning against Biden during an election year. It would mean admitting that their entire political posture against Trump all these years has been a phony performance, because they’re tacitly endorsing all the things they claimed to hate about him. It would mean admitting their entire worldview is a lie, and that all their critics to their left have been correct.
The western liberal is therefore in the year 2024 engaged in an exhausting regimen of nonstop mental gymnastics to avoid having an authentic relationship with the reality of what’s happening Gaza. They squirm this way and that, twisting their gaze toward empty nonsense like Barbie movie Oscar snubs and Trump’s latest instance of verbal diarrhea to avoid looking at what’s happening. On those odd occasions when they are forced to confront the reality of Gaza they start spouting gibberish about how “complicated” and “heartbreaking” it is and how they hope there can be peace as soon as possible, while frenetically avoiding saying precisely how that “peace” should be brought about.
Gaza exposes the mainstream western liberal ideology for the kayfabe performance it always has been. The job of the so-called liberal “moderate” has never been to oppose racism, fascism, tyranny, injustice or genocide, their job is to perpetually give the thumbs-up to one head of the two-headed monster that is the murderous western empire. Their job is to help put a positive spin on a globe-spanning power structure that is fueled by human blood. To help elect Bidens and Starmers and Trudeaus and Albaneses who will ensure that the gears of the empire keep on turning completely unhindered while paying lip service to human rights and social justice.
The one faint glimmer of brightness in this profoundly dark chapter in human history is that it might start opening some eyes to the fraudulence of the mainstream fake-left political faction that has been marketed to the western public as an alternative to far right depravity. That westerners might start awakening to the reality that everything they’ve been trained to believe about politics, their government and their world is a lie. Such an awakening would be the first step toward a mass-scale movement into health.
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I keep noticing our brain being a little iffy about a couple of things today that I think we'd been repressing a lot lately and that's not ideal because it means we'll probably unrepress it more and be upset about it later, but at the same time it's like, oh hello there, I know this particular sadness. I've spent a lot of time with it and I recognise it whenever it comes back and I'm less surprised to see it again and more surprised it went away for this long. time to spend another evening with it and be gentle with ourselves and just let our brain feel whatever it needs to
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my sister loves analyzing dreams it's like one of her things so sometimes if i remember any of mine that are notable and not Immediately Concerning i tell her ab them so she can do her armchair shrink thing! problem with this is she is in fact very insightful and i'm the most repressed incapable of out loud talking about things in my head guy ever. shrug
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the crushing anxiety of being a bad person am I a bad person??? more than a crush its a dismemberment.
snapping sinew, and bone splintering into bone, and muscle, and flesh, blood parting and pooling between organs as I scoop through toxic sludge slicked body and brain, searching for the good in me. marrow seams between the grooves of my fingerprints, evidence that I was here destroying something again againagain
knawing on tendon, grinding teeth to chalk, animal with nothing worth saving in it. what am I? what am I? plunge cracked nails into the insular cortex and dig dig dig for what I'm looking for what I don't have what I'm missing.
stop thinking about thinking about thinking, maybe then I'll think through all of my thoughts before I let them gurgle up and spill out into this hazardous mess on my shirt. on the floor. on your shoes. I run round and round like a stupid fucking rat in a cage except I'm a me in a cage and there's no cage because I've made up the idea of it myself and honestly a rat would be so much smarter than this.
look at my eyes and find the truth sewn into the lines on my face and tell me what I really am. or hold my hand and embrace me slow and tender and lie to me so I can die like this and know you're lying for my sake.
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Personally, I envisioned The Flash's series finale involving a scene with Barry, Caitlin, and Cisco all teaming up in the field again, with Iris on comms in the Cortex, Kamilla and Joe helping somehow from the S.T.A.R. Labs van, close to where the O.G.s are doing their thing, the JV Squad being Somewhere Else, idc where, just not in this scene, Mark being long gone past the point of anyone mentioning or thinking about him, and Starlight by Muse playing in the background.
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@allvalley100
Prompt: Ghosts
Pairing: YasMoon
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“What happened to us?”
Yasmine leans against the car door. Arms crossed, more vulnerable than Moon’s ever seen her.
“We wanted different things.” Moon’s words are heavy. “You didn’t love me.”
“I did!”
Moon stiffens, shocked.
“I didn’t know how to say it back then.”
Yasmine shatters. Moon does the only thing she knows and takes Yasmine into her arms, giving her something solid to hold.
“I’m so sorry, Moon.”
Shame emanates from Yasmine—a quiet condemnation of everything they were. Of how wrong it all was.
Moon should feel anger, but there’s no emotion left. Yasmine took it all.
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And you were tossing me the car keys
“Fuck the Patriarchy” keychain on the ground
We were always skipping town
And I was thinking on the drive down
“Any time now, she’s gonna say it’s love”
You never called it what it was
‘Til we were dead and gone and buried
Check the pulse and come back swearing it’s the same
After three months in the grave
And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you
But all I felt was shame
And you held my lifeless frame
@robbykeeneslawyer I am back and ready to hurt you more this week >:3
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