#I ANALYSED HIM

[kikithecoconut]

as much as tartatos as an arc traumatises me this is my favourite point to look back on laxus as a character because everything starts in magnolia

a few arcs ago he literally had all of magnolia at gunpoint (thunder point????) he was going to kill every person in the city (doubtful/j)

now at the beginning of tartaros he is willing to die for it . like the anti magic particles. he was ready to die for magnolia and his family and. god i love him

[maskerat]

yes, I've watched the video. now this man is my new hyperfixation. expect more art of him soon I suppose.

[seiwas]

thinking about katsuki finding out about that little crush you had on shouto since seeing close-ups of him during the televised sports festival—you were in high school then, too.

he shouldn’t care about it because it doesn’t matter, it was so long ago and shouto’s always been marketed as the pro-hero pretty boy—consistently top 3 most handsome, the front cover of magazines, all that.

this is to be expected, it’s what everyone’s been tempted to react like.

but since finding out, he’s been stewing in… in whatever this bubbling, throbbing feeling in his head means. he’s snappier than normal, face scrunched up more than usual.

and every time he sees shouto he wants to strangle the hell out of him.

[buttercupshands]

can you even call it a warm up if I'm going to bed without drawing anything big

and a sketch I made while sitting in the park today

[lizardson]

I understand people who hate lirin (he is a very frustrating character) but I also think they tend to ignore that he spent years believing he killed both his sons because he refused to give in to roshone. The way he treats kaladin is awful, but it comes from a place of intense shame and regret, not a place of judgement. When he tells kal that he should've obeyed and proven himself to his masters instead of fighting against them, he says it because that's what he wished he had done. Lirin in RoW is not the same person from the WoK flashbacks and his extreme and irrational moral rigidity is the result of trauma and grief, not just "he's a surgeon so he thinks killing is bad."

TLDR lirin is more complex than people give him credit for and also your son miraculously returning from the dead doesn't negate believing for years that you killed him by having the audacity to fight against your oppressors. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[eternal-moss]

Kabru the glossy, approachable exterior vs Kabru who nobody knows, not even himself.

Kabru that lives to save humanity vs Kabru who wants a reason to live outside of revenge.

Kabru who will smooth out the bedsheets and gently lay Mithrun down vs Kabru who barely takes care of himself.

Kabru who knows everyone’s personalities and motivations down to the finest level vs Kabru who is fearful of making any permanent attachments.

Kabru who doesn’t hesitate and will strike someone down with fearful efficiency if it means saving others vs Kabru ‘Oh. This is bad. My legs have gone weak.’

Kabru who wants to shoulder the responsibility of humanity’s future. Kabru. ‘And today the world is ending and it’s entirely my fault. Somebody.. please just kill me right now.’

Kabru aged 22, ultor, warrior of humanity. Kabru, a child in the rubble.

[lilopiccolo]

F1 is so silly...like imagine you're a driver who's had shit luck but it's gotten to the point you think you're cursed- that there must be other forces at play so you go to a temple in MILTON KEYNES out of all the spiritual places to see a monk ALSO your family is so concerned for your career that they will send you protective bracelets from Thailand

this exact thing happened to my buddy alex albon

[lesbianjodie]

You know I've been thinking, like. Since the detco movies aren't canon. They should totally do a silly (actually really serious and interesting) one where the culprit actually IS a real monster a la some scooby doo movies, you know? And then let the franchise go on as normal but now we know how the characters would respond to having ghosts in their soup.

[somewhereincairparavel]

a day in a life of a jason grace enthusiast blogger:

[flwrkid14]

Buried Beneath The Laughter They Ignored

Tim is totally fine. Ridiculously fine, actually.

It didn’t matter that he woke up feeling this bubbling, manic laughter in his chest, like everything was suddenly so fucking funny. It didn’t matter that he’d woken up from another nightmare last night, crying, calling for his mama—not the mother he lost, but the mother he gained, Harley Quinn. And it didn’t matter that most days, he felt more like Joker Junior than he did Tim Drake.

It didn’t matter that no one else seemed to fucking care.

He shoved down every bit of laughter clawing up his throat, because he knew if he let even one chuckle slip, they’d all give him that look. The one they always did. Disapproval masked as concern. They didn’t like Junior. They didn’t want to believe Junior was still in there, clawing his way up every time Tim breathed.

It didn’t matter that no one ever asked him how he was doing. They didn’t want to talk about it. Because talking about it would make it real, and they preferred pretending it wasn’t. They expected him to be fine, to push it down, to carry on like nothing happened. If he tried to bring it up, they’d say he was being insensitive—insensitive to Jason's trauma. What fucking irony, he thought bitterly. As if it wasn’t insensitive to be stepping all over his by not letting him speak.

It didn’t matter that he caught them glancing at him sometimes, like they were waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for him to snap, waiting for Junior to come out again. But they never asked. No one asked what was going on in his head. No one fucking asked.

It didn’t matter that when he finally snapped, when he finally screamed at them, sick and tired of pretending, they had the nerve to act clueless. As if they didn’t know.

It didn’t matter that Dick, of all people, screamed back. Yelling like he was being unreasonable. Like he was the problem. He screamed at Tim, demanding answers, to ask what the hell he meant by Joker Junior, as if—

As if they didn’t know.

They didn’t fucking know.

This whole time, they hadn’t known.

They didn’t know Tim had been taken. They didn’t know Tim had been missing. They didn’t know Tim had been held prisoner at the hand of the Joker for months, tearing him apart, piece by piece, until Junior was the only thing left of him. They didn’t know he had screamed for them, begged for someone to find him, but no one ever did.

They didn’t know how much he had suffered. Alone. They didn’t know how much he had changed. They didn’t know that every time he woke up now, it felt like he was still Joker Junior, just wearing Tim’s skin.

And they didn’t know how much it hurt—how much it broke him—to realize that they had never known.

Tim wasn’t fucking okay. And it mattered—oh, it mattered—that they didn’t fucking know.

Because if they didn’t know, it meant no one ever bothered to look. It meant no one ever cared enough to notice.

[bicryptide]

"Rise leo is not canon queer/MLM-"

Be serious.

[cluedoenthusiast]

The little alien in Al's body fighting to escape + I spilt me beer on the radio (it looks like a little island) [X]

[otaku553]

I have an agenda.

Long hair teenage sabo.

[kiththecat]

a jester walks into an amusement park enjoyers do we vibe with this

[atrophiedemotion]

an interesting ivantill parallel i really enjoy is the way they learn. till through creation and rebellion, ivan through mirroring and mimicking.

ivan is a sponge. he collects information on how to act via observation & deliberate people watching and mirrors it in his own behaviors. he reads classical literature and is at the top of his class. he absorbs all information he encounters and internalizes it to essentially learn how to be human.

till pointedly goes against the grain, against the segyein's wishes and the way his peers act and interact. he creates his own way of thinking and expresses himself via art. he writes his own music from scratch, doodles and draws and especially enjoys floral art. he does not bend his will to others- he paves his own way.

what's funny to me is that when it comes to love, they switch.

till learns his idea of love from observing how mizi acts around sua. he adopts her love as his own, yearns for her exact form of love for himself and creates his entire idea of care around what he sees of her. he wants the love he learns from someone else.

ivan learns what love is when he experiences it. he learns it from watching till, yes, but till doesn't show him that care- the love comes from ivan himself. ivan learns how to love from his own feelings, the ones he creates. it seems to be the one thing he doesn't have a baseline for and acts on it fully according to how he feels instead of how he's learned to act.

[rumlead]

what good is a mouth and ears if you only stare? // complicit witness // curly bro is the talk in the room with us?

had the idea for a piece that parallels pre- and post- crash Curly.. ideologically? Or at least to be representative of his body after the crash reflecting his prior actions. Curly pre-crash doesn’t truly listen to concerns about Jim or even have a proper conversation with him, but rather watches things happen (low interference, signing off on his psych-evaluation). Post-crash Curly can’t talk, assumedly has limited/no hearing (mfw ship blow up in my face), and no eyelids— call him the witness the way he be witnessing. He’s doing as much as he would prior to the crash, but now he doesn’t have a choice. There is definitely a more profound way to word it, but you get the point. Probably.