#I’d think this no matter what

[creamecream]

Everyone deserves to have their birthday be their’s, no matter what holiday they were born around.

[seagreenstardust]

Izuku “so polite I can’t even imagine calling friends by their first names even if they ask me to but I will stubbornly use Kacchan for my enemy turned rival turned friend turned ??!? until my very last dying breath” Midoriya

[fumifooms]

Canines

The hand that feeds

Mickbell Tomas & Kuro Dungeon Meshi

^ 1: Ink-the-artist, I will remove my teeth / 2: Margaret Atwood / 3: C.S. Lewis, The Horse and His Boy / 4: Mitski, I’m your man / 5: Ojibwa, I love you like a rotten dog / 6: KotOR II / 7: Stardrop, Everything that’s ever been mine is covered in teeth marks / 8: Sodikken, People Eater / 9: Mitski, I’m your man / 10: maxime., The life and death of a dog / 11: Mitski, I bet on losing dogs / 12: maxime., The life and death of a dog / 13: hun, I did not bite with Malice / 14: C. Michael Davis, Don't Pet the Dragon / 15: Mitski, I’m your man

v 1: Early versions of the myth as in aeschylus orestes / 2: Ink-the-artist, I will not remove my teeth

[edwinisms]

banging my head against the wall every time I see someone reblogging a post of mine with tags mentioning the ‘unrequited confession’. we have been OVER this it is NOT a case of unrequited romantic love it is completely canonically up in the air as a possibility. listen to jayden revri himself and be enlightened i am begging you

[puppyeared]

its so hard to watch time pass when things like careers and assignments exist. what do you mean im supposed to take that seriously

[skyward-floored]

Hehehehehe <- girl having too much fun writing

[foxytonic]

Not to be Naruto posting on main in 2024, but polyamory could have fixed them, actually.

[stuffedsand]

As an alternative to my last question post, hello again milgramblr, who are you entirely certain you Will Not vote guilty in trial 3, no matter what is revealed?

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

notes of this poll made me curious:

[crazymecjc]

shuake week day 2 - new game plus

plus, bonus!

[foolishlovers]

so humbling when the only thing ppl have to say in their comments on your 145k fic is something negative lol

[sunnibits]

hiii I’ve never done this kinda thing but this is a nonbinary bisexual pride flag I made!! I know that a dozen other people have already made a bunch of super lovely versions of this already, I just wanted to try making my own purely for myself :)))

I actually tried this a couple years ago and rlly liked it but never posted it, so I just gave it another shot and I REALLY like how this one turned out, even more than my first attempt. sooo uh yeah! it perdy :))) I love being bisexual and nonbinary <3

I don’t expect anyone to use it but if you wanna feel free I guess?? go ham! 💙💜🩷🧡💛

and here’s some various blorbos that I think fit hehe :))

(ok but seriously how RIDICULOUSLY perfect does 15’s color scheme match. that’s beautiful stuff right there.)

[skyward-floored]

Hey

Do you all think the Fallen hero died as a kid, or right after he became an adult?

[schofieldshelmet]

Ough just thinking abt how Blake was always doomed to die, from the beginning. The first shot we see of him on his back is direct foreshadowing to the final shot we see of his corpse. In so many scenes Scho is ahead and Blake is left behind, or behind a wall, or somewhere out of sight because he isn’t going to make it home… "he travels the fastest who travels alone-"

and… Scho. Scho is the one who makes it to the end, when from the beginning you’re made to think he won’t. He’s lost all hope. He hated going home. It’s just a bit of bloody tin. He fought in the Somme and earned a wound stripe and now his eyes are empty. So many times there are implications that he will die. He cuts open his hand on rusted barbed wire and plunges it directly into a rotting corpse and has nothing more than a dirty bandage to wrap it with. He nearly suffocates in the explosion in the German trench. He’s dead on his feet, simply existing, not living at all. But Blake is so full of life, so cheerful, so determined to save his brother, so convinced the best will happen. For him the mission is personal. Surely he will live. Surely. But he doesn’t. He dies, scarcely halfway through the film. And it’s Scho, who had no personal motivation in he and Blake’s mission, who wished Blake had chosen someone else, who’s left to carry it out. He goes from being cynical, beaten down, hopeless, to finishing the mission, because Blake is dead and now Scho must live for him. He promises Blake he’ll save his brother. He’ll write to his mum. He’ll tell her Blake wasn’t scared. He’ll make it to Croisilles Wood, and he’ll save those 1600 men who are going to their deaths.

And he does. Because he won’t let Blake’s death be for nothing. He won’t. He finishes the mission not because he has to, but because he wants to. For Blake, because he died too young.

And in the end he sits and he breathes and he thinks about his wife and his two girls, and he thinks about Blake, who was so full of life but had it torn from his grasp at nineteen. And Scho was so empty of life for so long, because what was the point in hoping when he could die at any moment, when the horrors of war were permanently etched in his mind and heart? But in the end, under the tree, he chooses to live. Not simply to exist, but to live.

And it’s just…I just think it’s beautiful

[yashley]

you ever think about how a choice that wasn’t even really a choice for fearne, but her being the only one with the ability to perform the ritual that made it her* choice as everyone around her buckled to try to help her out of that situation and the ramifications of that choice that she had scarred her so deeply that now she is terrified of making another mistake that will dramatically affect the people around her who she loves, and then when another situation followed, she was led into a situation that she did not want to be a part of, but under the veil of friendship reluctantly assisted and it blew up literally once again, took that overwhelming burden of guilt and while her friends stood by and once more let her be alone in her guilt and scarred her further.

now it feels like she can’t make any choice for herself, she can’t make any move because that will ultimately inevitably lead to her making a mistake and all of her precious friends will look down at her in disappointment and that there is not a single friend amongst them who has the emotional wherewithal to what’s happening with how fearne has changed and how she is shutting in on herself and how she is slowly imploding breaking at the seams because she’s being lost in the sea of guilt and no one else notices and no one else sees that she feels like she can’t do anything anymore from the smallest carefree little action that has no plot repercussions to a character centered decision that is integral to her own character arc that has been in the works for her character since the campaign’s conception

now she can’t even say anything, and if fearne does have an idea to do something. She quietly mutters it, and if they hear her they hear her enough to respond that ehhh that's not a good plan and that’s not gonna work and we’re not gonna do that. We’re gonna do this and fearne being fearne, trusting in her friends and doubting herself to the point of despair will nod her head that they were right and then we go on with our day until the next moment happens where she wants to think of something, she wants to do something, and it’s dismissed as the silly dumb fearne not thinking, that She has her own thoughts and feelings, and drives and desires but because she is drowning in doubt and drowning in guilt, She freezes up and doesn’t move and everyone around her just pushes her on, and even in the moment where she is faced with the situation that she is terrified of undertaking, and she is terrified of becoming a Nightmare version of herself her friends push her forward, her friends dust off her shoulders say your doubt is misplaced, and don’t worry about it and you need to do this, it should be you. This is for you.

They just completely dismiss and ignore her when she actually does speak up so what does that do? that means that she remains silent. She doubts herself more. She even more will only make a decision if it’s signed off by all these fucking people around her who claim to be her friends. she can’t even move without frantically looking to people around her for confirmation that that’s a good idea she’s not gonna fuck up. Everything about her that was supposed to be free and fun and sweet has just rendered her into a character who feels like they have as much agency as characters who would be absent for the majority of the campaign.

shes been so chained up by doubt and so chained up by guilt and hesitation and fear that she just is a person who affirms everyone else’s desires and ideas because what she wants will inevitably end up being horrible and everyone will hate her for it and they’ll leave

and it’s like if they deem fearne even capable enough to be the vessel she will leap at the chance to be useful and to be told her path and it’s like. fearne was ruidusborn first. how has this campaign done such a disservice to her character that the only thing fearne is certain of is that she doesn’t really matter. she’s a ruidusborn and holds a primordial titan of fire inside her, and she still believes she doesn’t really count are you kidding me

[conejita-canelita]

From my own perspective, I deeply relate to Penelope and Colin because I see a lot of my own neurodivergent experiences in them, and to me they’re both nd-coded at the very least.

Even if Penelope and Colin’s characters aren’t canon to being nd, the way they socialize, act, behave, and think touch on so much of what I already know being neurodivergent. For both characters I could write essays on why I think polin are autistic-coded (to me at least). And the way they struggle with that reminds me a lot of my own experiences and pains of masking, lack of confidence, and wishing on everything I knew that one day, someone would see me for me. Colin and Penelope are just that! They’re both two people who struggle with their identities, purpose, confidence, been seen as who they really are, and above all: being accepted for that. That’s why even in spite of critique and hesitance on whether s3 will be good at all (which is fair and valid, I have my own reservations too!) I continue to have overall faith that s3 is for the wallflowers because so far, as a “wallflower” myself in a way, I already am obsessed.