#I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT

[e-payne]

“if death ever did catch us she’d force us into the afterlife and split us up”

honey death is the original ally

death let a scraggly homeless man live forever because her baby brother had a crush. death 1000% knows about the dead boy detective agency and she loves it. they’re her favourite little gay ghosts and they’re not going ANYWHERE

[arxcii]

the four horsemen of the apocalypse (wherein you say something interestingly sus)

[oliviawebsite]

[mimenoises456]

When you miss 5 whole years of your boyfriend's life bc you were stuck in an egg, and suddenly so many small, but core aspects of him have suddenly changed. This goes for all your friends. You didn't even get to help him learn to cook.

[that-ineffable-devil]

I'm still blown away by the implications of the entire scenario between Edwin and Simon in Hell.

We discover that "unfinished business" is not exclusively reserved for souls roaming the Earth.

Simon was sent to Hell by a demon, not Death. We don't know whether that was his intended afterlife designation or not, we never find out definitively.

However, his torture and the conversation he has with Edwin implies that he's kept there not necessarily because he deserves it, but because he believes he deserves it.

When Edwin appears, Simon finally, after over a century, has the chance to come clean. He struggles to do so until Edwin finds the page with S + E written in the margin. But once he starts, it all comes out. He needs Edwin to understand--maybe not his actions, but at least his motivations. He needs Edwin to know he would never have actually hurt him on purpose. He would never have sent Edwin to Hell. And honestly, he needs to hear from someone that it's OK for him to be the way that he is--that being gay doesn't have to be torture, because he believes it does.

And Edwin takes all that in and does the one thing I imagine he never thought he'd do: he forgives Simon. Not only that, he frees him.

And in that moment, both of them were freed. Both of them finished something that was over a century in the making. Both of them finally let go of their self-imposed torture.

Edwin was Simon's unfinished business.

[biblicallyaccuratecrow]

isat thoughts: siffrin vs. act 5 "friend quest" ptsd

this is mainly referring to mirabelle and odile's reactions to siffrin's actions during act 5. don't get me wrong. what siffrin said to them is. horrible. and absolutely warranted them being upset at him. do NOT misconstrue this as me thinking that siffrin was innocent in this case because they Very Much Were Not.

BUT they were also in the middle of a very extreme mental health crisis and-

now listen. listen to me very closely, com'ere.

yall can't tell me that this does not have a lasting impact on how siffrin deals with the party in postcanon. you can't. especially not after the epilogue convo between mirabelle and siffrin, where siffirn outright states that they'd let mirabelle scream at them when she finally decides to be angry at them. and mirabelle is justifiably upset at siffrin for thinking that she'd automatically resort to that, but?????????

just imagine if you will. Mirabelle making a move to touch Siffrin's face like she does in SASASAAP. and siffrin flinches. not like they usually do, where they're startled- this is a genuine moment of fear, like in Memory of Confession.

And Mirabelle just. stares. and Siffrin immediately starts apologizing and making excuses, but he can see it slowly dawning on her the reason why he moved... and she feels awful. Because how could she have known? in that moment, she believed that she was severing her ties with Siffrin, that she was retaliating against a person who had never truly been there for her, and was just toying with her feelings. But that wasn't true. And yes, she apologized, and yes, they're back to being friends, and yes, Siffrin loves them, but that doesn't negate the fact that it happened, and sometimes you can't shake things like that off, even when you know logically that the other person didn't mean it like that.

Ough. Siffrin would feel guilty and probably play it off as justified on Mirabelle's part because yeah! He said something horrible! He deserved that! Meanwhile Mirabelle feels guilty because not only did she hurt her friend during a point at which they needed her most, but she also is still hurting them, even in ways she can't control or make up for?

can anyone hear me

cAN ANYONE HEAR-

[olileigh-art]

This image has been stuck in my head since I first watched episode 76 back in early January but I was busy with uni so it had to wait

Tip Jar

[nothing-but-flowers88]

Luke: Master I know you wouldn’t be able to understand what Din and I have together but I love him

Obi-Wan Kenobi, who’s first love was the literal ruler of Mandalore and last love was the clone of a mandalorian who also wore a helmet most of the time: …actually

[syoddeye]

do you see the vision

[doctorsiren]

paint it over

[robo-writing]

I think if you kissed Logan right on his v-line you can see his cock jump through his boxers.

[wolfsong-the-bloody-beast]

How are you feeling?

[ponderingmoonlight]

Imagine Sukuna switching with Yuji while you both kiss, smirking at you playfully until you realize.

"Give him back right now, that wasn't for you", you hiss bravely.

Without hesitation, he grabs your waist tightly, one hand moving down your spine until it cups your ass.

"What do you want with this boy? Someone like you needs a real man", he purrs against your ear.

[morningstarbee]

okay but imagine being will graham. you've always been kind of socially awkward and weird. your mom left before you were old enough to remember her and your dad was a drunk. you spent your entire childhood hopping from place to place, mostly boatyards and trailer parks. you've never really had any real friends. people find you weird and off-putting and you've decided to enjoy the company of dogs instead. the people who dont find you weird find you useful instead, which is almost worse.

then one day you meet this guy. you dont like him at first, you dont like psychiatrists. they always want to study you. but you slowly realize his interest in you is genuine. he brings you breakfast and makes you laugh. he finds your abilities impressive and sees you as competent and dangerous. he never flinches away from your more violent thoughts and desires. he never makes you feel like a freak. he keeps trying to include you in his world, even though you feel out of place and unworthy. when your job is starting to wear you down and your boss urges you not to quit because you save lives, he says "What about your life? Im your friend, will. i dont care about the lives you save i care about your life." And no one's ever said that to you before. And when everything starts falling apart around you, you go to him because you trust him. You need to trust him.

And when you realize that he has been the one orchestrating your downfall, that he's the one who has been betraying you this whole time, it fucking hurts. and you're angry. you're so fucking angry. and you hate him. because you hate yourself. and you've always hated yourself and you thought maybe he loved you.

[lizard-queen-izzy]

Thinking about Agnes Montague, Gerard Keay and Jonathan Sims. All chosen ones, in their own way. All intended by those who decided they were a chosen one to bring on the end of days. Or die trying. Or die while succeeding. They were only as valuable as their potential. Only worth what they could give.

And death was their only escape from those expectations.

Agnes had her church hang her.

Gerry died and then had Jon burn his page.

Jon had Martin kill him.

I just think there's something about them. Something about them all being doomed in such similar ways.

[sophsicle]

there is something a bit horrific about living in a world determined by algorithms. because, for all our fears about the advancements of technology, it is still fundamentally crude. it lacks empathy and tact. unable to tell the difference between trends and tragedy. so that when something happens. like a death. all it knows is that people are looking. and it doesn't care why. it doesn't care how. it just doesn't want them to stop. so it drags up every photo and every video, piecing together some Frankenstein phantom. of a person who can't take things down. can't block things from view. can't die in peace. because the algorithm sees you looking. because no one ever taught it that digging up bodies is bad manners.