#I had the audacity to hope.
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ah go me. trying to ignore last months cliffhanger for noragami and thinking that the events of this month chapter might not actually happen. serious case of hopium overdose.
all i could say was 'ahhh fuck' over and over and over again. cause you see it coming, but you hope it doesn't and its a slow motion car crash and has been for months now.
#noragami#noragami spoilers#ill be honest it was the outcome I was seriously against out of all possibilities#i kinda trusted the author to not let this happen#but when everything started just getting so messed up it definitely came to mind that they were capable of doing it#i think im dissapointed#but like not as well#just because something i hoped wouldnt happen happened doesn't mean the right message isn't going to be said about it#and like this is so fucking sad#literally the worst case scenario#this is literally the most tragic manga iv had the pleasure of reading#but like tragic and not in the original genre description#I had the audacity to hope.#for the record im not upset or angry or mad at the writing this is stellar shit#its just a fucky tragedy and a very intentional and artfully crafted tragedy#god im so sad
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this got ship of theseus'd so badly but idc this is how i feel on sote lorewise
note: its not like im disregarding the lore fromsoft put in completely. the story is still amazing and I recognize and understand the direction they want the characters to go down. It's just that I can't help but hold onto a scenario where all this didn't happened and they got to live as normally and happily as possible like pre-shattering ya know
#the audacity fromsoft had#when making the miquella lore#is insane jesus christ#i mean i respect it#but ive grown too attached#to these characters just for it#to come crashing down#im holding onto false hope#elden ring#elden ring sote#shadow of the erdtree#malenia blade of miquella#miquella the unalloyed#queen marika#messmer the impaler#radagon of the golden order#praetor rykard#ranni the witch#starscourge radahn#morgott the omen king#mohg lord of blood#godwyn the golden#godrick the grafted#even godrick...#rennala queen of the full moon#godfrey the first elden lord
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It's kinda crazy when you think about how Ming Yi is basically the less ghastly version of He Xuan. And he was there by Shi Qingxuan's side for centuries, and yet Shi Wudu never found out. He never recognized him.
Imagine being in He Xuan's shoes - like this guy pretty much ruined his life and is indirectly responsible for the deaths of everybody who was dear to him. Shi Wudu rarely descends. But on the eve of Hanlu, he went down to check if he really died or not. He Xuan remembered his face. It probably haunted him during his times at Mt Tonglu, but when he finally meets this person, there is nothing on his face, no shock or horror.
He forgot him, forgot the face of the boy whose life he ruined.
He never bothered to remember. As if he never had a life.
It kind of reminds me of this scene from a manga called Yona of the Dawn. The protagonist is a princess who's on the run. She had lived a sheltered life and was trying her best to adjust to her new life. One day, she had to hunt a fawn for food, and one of her friends asked her if she would be okay with watching it, and she replied that she isn't. It's still hard for her. But she said that in the palace, thousands of animals were slaughtered every day to feed the royal family, and she never paid attention to it. But now, if she averts her eyes, it would be like refusing to acknowledge that the poor creature had a life.
Shi Wudu ruined his life for the sake of his brother, but let alone remorse, he even forgot what he looked like. He was there by his brother's side for centuries, and yet it never struck him, not until the moment his survival was on the line. If he was guilty, would it have changed anything? Would it bring He Xuan's family and the life he lost back? No, but at least it would ensure that his life meant something, anything.
And even after he recognizes him, his first reaction still is not guilt, not remorse. But a question, "You're alive?", perhaps an indirect way of saying, 'did I make a mistake that day?' Or 'did I fail to clear such an important evidence of my crime?'
The person whose life and afterlife is a consequence of his crime, the first thing he says to him is that.
"Noble people really are forgetful'', and He Xuan really meant it. He experienced it himself. For centuries.
#i hope this doesn't sound like a hate post#i love shi wudu#and i love he xuan too#which is why i feel surprised when people hate him for taking his revenge#would YOU spare a person who wronged you and had the audacity to forget how you even looked like? if yes then you're great#but majority wouldn't#it feels nasty from his point of view#shi wudu's response to 'have you no remorse?' is cool and everything#but if u think about it in this regard#if shi wudu was actually remorseful#if he was actually guilty#if he looked at him carefully that day#if he remembered his face#perhaps the tragedy with Shi Qingxuan wouldn't have happened#maybe the black water arc would've proceeded differently#some things could've been averted#the world has a way of getting back at you regardless of who you are#he xuan#shi wudu#black water sinking ships#black water arc#heaven official's blessing#tgcf#tian guan ci fu#my rambles
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my mom called oplita weird
#like the name. oplita the word. not oplita themselves (i hope)#I had to share this now I couldn't let this injustice and audacity sit in my notes with the stuff I need to post later#JSKSKALQ I'LL GET BACK TO COMMENTS AND MESSAGES WHEN I CAN <3333#so ig see yall in like idk!!#oplita#transformers#elita 1#elita one#optimus prime#orion pax#Optimus prime x elita one#optimus prime x elita
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was spiralling for a bit again so am forcing myself to remember that it gets better and you get better and all the people i watch are over thirty years old and you will get better at your craft over the years and you will be excited to age and find out what the next year brings. you will be excited to grow old and grow plants and make shitty doodles and learn sculpting woodworking and you will be bad at it but you will get better. you will look back and thank yourself for trying so sincerely. the time will pass anyway. in the future it gets better.
#for reference. i graduated from uni and kinda going through it#i guess i am a nostalgic person bc i do treasure all the things i wrote… even the bad stuff i wrote when i was 9 lmao#i wish i had that audacity again#gods know what im doing one year from now. i hope ill write something ill like#ive been grilling myself to do more serious writing but my brain is like 🥺 that’s boring. where’s your whimsy!!!#i will be whimsy and write crackfics and spend too much time on tweetgen 🙏🙏#ria.txt#personal
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And this is why Lightning should never be left in charge of children (...or angry teenagers)
#shes such a good influence/s#will never get over how lights response to being told this angry traumatized 14 y/o wants to kill one of your few allies#is to give him a knife and encourage him to do it#bc snow had the audacity to fuck her sister#lightning why are you like this#oh also tag as ship and i am coming for you. rapidly. with a knife.#hope estheim#lightning farron#claire farron#final fantasy#final fantasy 13#final fantasy xiii#ff13#ffxiii#art#my art#xanders art#xanders haunting art#digital art#fan art
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Veilguard spoilers but I can never play Inquisition again cus theee MOMENT that fucking wolfboy says something about the Grey Wardens I will instinctually put my head directly through my monitor in my rabid need to wring his stupid little neck OH THE FUCKIING 'I HAVE THE ONLY POSSIBLE SOLUTION, EVEN IF IT IS IMPERFECT SO YOU SHOULDNT JUDGE ME' GUY IS JUDGING OUR??? COLLECTIVE IMPERFECT SOLUTION TO THE PROBLEM??
HE MADE??????????????
#text post#veilguard spoilers#dav spoilers#datv spoilers#veilguard#dragon age the veilguard#I hope thats enough tags anyway you have noooo ideeaaaa how much I need this mans blood on my hands#like I knew he had something to do with the titans and the dwarven tragedy but hooooo HOOOO boy oh man#dragon age#AND THEN HE HASS THEEEE AUDACITY TO TELL YOU YOU NEED THE WARDENS#the mixture of furious anger and catastrophic grief in me is making all the chronic illness symptoms so much worse
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#plagiarism#james somerton#hbomberguy#just wanted to give it its own post#it was kinda lost under the absolute unit#(of good commentary and a much needed summary of the More Absolute Unit that is the video in question)#of lrb#i was conflicted abt this dude for a while like. i wasn't A Fan Subbed To His Patreon right#but the way he 'said' some really insightful shit and also dropped some really nonsensical rancid comments randomly in the middle of it.#yeah#guess it's because he Wasn't Fucking Saying Anything But The Rancidity Himself HUH?#nomás que eso fuera 😹😹#& like i'm laughing rly hard at the audacity but also it's really fucking sad & infuriating to have had the actual authors of the commentar#that i enjoyed obfuscated like that. and obv not just bc of the individual enjoyment or insight i might've gotten from them but#they were fully robbed of an audience#or just fucking. recognition of their memory in the case of the people whose words were stolen who died from fucking aids#like????#yeah i hope this fully ended this man's whole career for good#but more importantly that the authors of the works he ripped off get the attention they deserve#it's the fucking soulless business major of it all innit#/j#viitalks#gayplagiarismgate
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guys i can’t hold it in any longer. furiosa was such a mid ass movie. i cant stand it. i wanted so bad for it to be good. im so fucking mad
#speaketh#i feel like i’m going insane seeing everyone praise it ITS NOT A GOOD MOVIE#ITS LESS FEMINIST THAN FURY ROAD#NONE OF THE CHARACTERS GET ANY DEVELOPMENT#HALF THE PLOT HINGES ON MAJOR VILLAINS FORGETTING FURIOSA EXISTS#NOTHING WARRANTED IT BEING 3 HOURS LONG#ITS SO MID IT GOES BACK IN TIME AND MAKES FURY ROAD FEEL WORSE BY ASSOCIATION#THEY HAD THE AUDACITY TO PLAY FURY ROAD CLIPS DURING THE CREDITS TO REMIND YOU WHAT YOU MISSED OUT ON#i consider furiosa noncanon because of how basic furiosa’s backstory feels in comparison to what i was imagining in my head during fury road#i wanted to like it so bad. i went in with such high hopes yall. i thought it would be good#how do i tag this so i don’t get jumped#furiosa critical#anti furiosa#THE MOVIE NOT THE CHARACTER#I LOVED HER IN FURY ROAD
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feedback?
i'm admitting now that i honestly hadn't had one thought about the netflix sandman show AT ALL since they first released it, back when i first watched it. that was until Dream showed up in a very strange dream of mine. now, i can't seem to let go of it, the show, or anything else sandman-related (thanks a lot, morpheus), so i've decided to write my dream down in hopes of...something.
i miss writing my dreams as if they were stories, so if you want to read on, you can click below. if you do end up reading it, i welcome any feedback about how it's written. keep in mind that i'm writing it literally from my dreaming self's perspective (it's not meant to make a ton of sense, that's just how it happened). but i'd love to continue writing fanfic (and just in general), so feel free to let me know your thoughts. ✨
Dreaming (of an Endless)
On this night, not unlike other nights, you see yourself cross the threshold of a Jacobean manor. A gentle swish is all that announces your presence as the hem of your cloak brushes each concrete step leading up to the entrance. Moonlight illuminates the path behind you. You watch from afar as your darkened form passes through the heavy wooden doors that have curiously been left unlocked and ajar. The manor is welcoming both you and your watching self.
This version of you, this walking form, is shifting along with the environment. Your attire has changed once inside. Music can be heard in a distant room. Everything is quite black, but it is not unwelcoming. You notice that even though your cloak is gone, you feel safely enveloped in this darkness. Golden glowing candles intermittently dot each wall. You can feel the faint vibration of voices growing stronger with each careful step.
Am I here to greet them? Is this my purpose?
Before you can wonder whether or not you remember being invited, smartly dressed figures materialize around you. Much like yourself, they appear to undulate intangibly, as if their forms are undecidedly incorporeal. Your eyes see yourself watching them as you pass each group; softly smiling faces deep in conversation with their tablemates, some with tentative fingers gently touching. Your mind catches a peripheral glimpse down the darkened hall to your left. Small, antique tables hosting quiet guests are lined up against the windowed wall and extend all the way back into nothingness. An imposing staircase reveals itself next to this hallway, but an uneasiness prevents you from looking up to the second floor.
A shift, and then: lights! One light, rather, fixed above a small stage, shines so brightly that you blink to avert both sets of eyes. In that blink, you’ve become a confident body moving boldly through a large crowd that has formed in the center of this room. Your watching self notices red curtains hanging across the stage, in front of which sits a single wooden stool.
Your attention snaps forward to the mansion’s front entrance, at which you are now greeting an invited guest. Someone in the business of entertaining, but you have difficulty placing exactly who they are. It doesn’t matter anyway. You usher them inside with an arm at their back, passing over a bright red carpet that suddenly lines the foyer. You stop them briefly to warn them about the crowd just on the other side of the wall, but they simply wave you away. Your walking self shrugs and turns. You can see yourself smirk as the crowd erupts into shouts and applause.
As you leave this raucous behind, the inviting dark surrounds you once more. You feel a deep breath fill your lungs. The mansion’s muted greens, golds and burgundy are being traded in for cooler tones.
Is something coming?
You thought you were feeling exhausted, but the dark boots that were once on your feet feel lighter, along with the rest of your clothing. This new form is curious to explore the mansion and its grounds. Your watching self seems to join with the walking; both sets of eyes are viewing the same path that is just barely visible outside in the night garden.
The moon is a silver lamp in the sky. Stars can be seen faintly winking. Is that an old oak tree? Astonishingly massive leaf-covered limbs stretch up and out as if to reach the moon. You briefly marvel at the tree and everything else outside.
Hmf.
You are not sure of the next sequence of events. An impossibly pale hand reaches to hold yours. You reach behind you without turning to grab hold of an impossibly pale hand. Restrained strength lingers there. A breath. A low voice. He breathes and you feel him keeping pace with you, if ever so deliberately behind. Your fingers touch and your black cloak returns to match his. He towers above you. No, he is…slouching? Both of you go unnoticed by all houseguests on silent cat feet.
As a pair, you have walked every inch of the mansion’s first floor before finally stepping out into the night garden together. Through the glass double doors, descending a few stone stairs, bare feet disturbing pearls of dew on the grass, yet making no sound on the gravel path. You pass through low bushes and attempt to continue on to a dark clearing between the trees.
We could explore the rest of this garden, too! The moon is so bright, and there’s a path up ahead -
Stop…
Pleading, slow, not demanding. You think you heard it in your ear, but maybe it came from inside your head. He used too much strength (he doesn’t know it), and you’re chest to chest facing his seemingly solid form. You’re looking up at his face. He keeps shifting, undulating. Is he nervous? You decide to look down, away from those dark starry eyes, and you notice that his hands are grasping yours between the two of you. You frown. Your watching self frowns.
You cannot stay with me.
His voice is too melodious and almost apologetic. You can barely focus. You just want to do as he says… You start.
Why does it matter? Why can’t it be my decision? Let’s go wherever we can.
His stoic glance is betrayed by the slightest smirk. There is so much hesitation.
No.
This is annoying. You are annoyed.
The walker and the watcher. This is not the first time we have met.
Isn’t it, though? You actually can’t recall. You frown again. You feel his hands drop from yours. He watches them fall to your sides. Wait - he’s…avoiding your questions. Wasting time.
I’m certainly not meant to stay here.
No. To stay with me means pain and death. You would have to die.
Dramatic.
I’m no stranger to either. I have no fear of either.
All of the air is gone. For a moment, it’s as if the reassuring curtain of night drops to reveal that you have both been standing in the desolate, uncaring cosmos. You blink. His eyes are pitch. The night garden is surrounding you once more, but something has changed. There is a pressure keeping you immobile. Your watching self sees that his arms have wrapped around your center with his hands at the small of your back. He carefully extends two long fingers on each hand and pushes into either side of your spine.
Your watching and walking bodies go rigid, gasping, and your head recoils at the sudden pressure and pain. The pain grows, but you feel yourself protesting. You make a pained noise but still persist in your wanting to stay with him.
You manage to lower your head down and forward to see his large slender form looming over you, wrapped around you, dark eyes glistening, almost teary but determined. Scared? Uneasy. He knows you have magic, too. He knows you can be stubborn. He is pushing you away, out of the dreaming. You swear you catch a glimpse of regret.
You wake up.
#that's it that's the dream#it was so incredulous honestly#his audacity#dream of the endless#my dream of dream#morpheus#tv: the sandman#the sandman#fanfic?#does it count?#i hope no one like really hates this x)#i feel silly putting it here but it has to go SOMEWHERE#morpheus you bastard come back#listen i was so mad when i woke up#he just up and LEAVES pushes me away#anyway#i've never posted anything like this on tumblr before so#writing#i will NEVER forget his voice in my head#sandman adjacent#text#morpheus x reader#sort of??#again this is a dream i actually really had back in May
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Needed for the blog, you understand
#I've had to give up hope of finding the full live but I saw this and ykw... this was probably gonna be what stuck in my brain anyways 🤡#5sos#5 seconds of summer#ashton#ashton irwin#video#Instagram#ai ig#the 5sos show tour Cleveland#kh4f post#like shouts to the fandom to committing to providing almost exclusively thirsty clips from this evidently monumentally long video#sure I've seen the Cashton compilations#but what's coming up most is the phone stomp circle (honestly the perfect crossroads between shenanigans and thirst content) and this#this clip of this man having the audacity to flex and pose in the mirror and say YOU LIKE THAT? in that voice#hahahahahahahahahahahahaha#i was just talking about the holy trinity of stage!Ash thirst content... do i make an exception to include this#you like that?#sometimes i just don't know how I've lived in this lane for so long jfc it's exhausting 🌝#also#arm#🦞#and the giggle at the end of that whole performance absolutely not#goodbyeeeeeeeee foreverrrrrr#the 5sos show tour
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today just will not let me rest huh. reasons are in the tags but i get very emotional just be warned
#hush n shush wifi#just a tad sad#actually more like angry as shit#okay let me TELL YALL about my day#first: the annoying#i was going shopping at a grocery warehouse and you know how those parking lots are always super crowded?#well it was. there were no parking spots and there were so many cars and people trying to go everywhere#i scraped my wheels too which is fine but one of my relatives who likes cars acts like it's a sin#so that shook me up enough that i didn't go outside for the rest of the day#and THEN#OHHHH AND FUCKING THEN.#if anyone remembers the absolute ass of a person from last year who i thought was my friend but said horrible things to me out of the blue#WELL THEY CAME BACK#i never got a chance to block them initially because they blocked me first#BUT I GOT FUCKING MESSAGES FROM THEM TONIGHT#AND ALL THEY WERE SAYING WAS ESSENTIALLY THAT THEY MEANT WHAT THEY SAID#they said some bullshit about the execution being wrong and that their ex wrote it for them#which by the way is just scummy on its own#and that they get mad emotionally which is a horrible excuse#and had the AUDACITY TO ASK IF I HAD ANY QUESTIONS#IN WHAT DELUDED SELF CENTERED WORLD DO YOU HAVE TO LIVE IN TO THINK I WOULD EVER WANT TO TALK TO YOU AGAIN#my trust is a VERY VERY FRAGILE THING#AND THIS IS A VERY LARGE CONTRIBUTOR TO IT#this isn't an apology. they regret none of it#this is a way for them to make themself feel better#the scariest part is that this person by now is almost/IS an adult#which is terrifying if that means there are more people like that out there#i try not to wish ill will but i genuinely hope no one ever has to suffer through being their 'friend' ever again#anyways they're blocked on all of my platforms now.#if the person is somehow reading this. hi! never talk to me again. you're a horrible human being with no consideration for other's feelings
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OH FUCKING ALSO auggy putting his headband onto day's head, messing up the hair that mhok styled so carefully, made me screech into my security blanket like an angry peacock. dishonor on that bitch, dishonor on his cow, dishonor on his stupid gross stinky headband
#last twilight the series#last post i swear#but just THE AUDACITY OF THIS FUCKING BITCH#i knew i didn't like him but i didn't think he'd be EVEN WORSE THAN I IMAGINED#I HAD NO EXPECTATIONS MOTHERFUCKER HOW DID YOU DISAPPOINT ME ANYWAY#still#i was glad to see day took the headband off pretty quick#hope he burns it#and the shoes!
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Fuck you scalpers
bc the actual fucking Teru Vash is only 10-15 bucks (shipping from japan pushes that up obv)
#teru vash#teru vash will haunt me forever bruhhhh ToT#200 bucks the fuck damn man fuck offff#and i was pissed at my ikea alien for being 25 bucks when the actual alien cost 7 bucks which is still fucking ridiculous#but i figured if i can never get my hands on a teru vash i might as well get the alien ToT#and the seller had the audacity to put a “thank you for helping my business” card in there like BRUH YOU DONT HAVE A BUSINESS#YOU AND ALL OF THE OTHERS BUY UP A POPULAR PLUSH AND MAKE PPL PAY RIDICULOUS PRICES I HOPE YOU CATCH ON FIRE ACTUALLY#if you do this fuck you i hate you catch on fire like seriously#im still gonna learn how to make my own but im gonna do smaller versions and tests but i need a job first lmao
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I CANNOT
THIS WHITE MAN HAS SOME NERVE
HE DID NOT JUST WHITESPLAIN MLK'S OPINIONS ON ISRAEL TO BERNICE KING I-
🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡
#idk who this man is but#i hope his career ends today :)#whatever nonsense he does#THE AUDACITY#free palestine#i stand with palestine#amy schumer has been had enough but oh my god this was INSUFFERABLE#i WHEEZED
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Ever since Percy’s fit about wanting a scarf, the islanders take it upon themselves to make a bunch of scarves and send them to the shed for Percy on Christmas, and every year, Percy is met with hundreds of packages (including his fans from around the world because come on, how are these engines not famous.) on Christmas morning containing both scarves and fan letters. He has received so many scarves that he can’t use that the fat controller had to tell everyone to stop sending them, but don’t worry! The scarves are always donated to hospitals and homeless shelters so they’re not a total waste, and they did keep a few of the interesting ones in the break room.
It’s also not uncommon for the engines to receive fan mail, they are famous after all. The fan mail usually gets pinned to a special bulletin board in the break room and has been on display at Tidmouth for anniversaries for the public to view.
After Edward decided to leave Tidmouth shed and stay at Wellsworth to be closer to his branchline after a combination of finding that he’s been running slower and his eyesight becoming poor due to old age, the fans were not happy that Edward left and thought it meant he was leaving for good. They flooded sir topham’s mailbox with angry letters with one person just writing the word “sob” for six pages straight, front to back.
The fan mail can be pretty interesting
#thomas and friends#ttte#ttte headcanon#ttte edward#ttte percy#give that boy a scarf#oh wait never mind he now has way too many scarves#still salty that they had the audacity to write edward out of the show#I mean really? out of all the characters they had to go with no. 2#Mattel I demand compensation via an edward focused special perferably about his younger days on the railroad and how he got to Sodor#I hope you step on a lego Mattel#this will come back to bite you Mattel
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