#OUGH IT HURTS SO GOOD

[exnusquam]

Shoulder touch.

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

It feels strange, to have him worry for them. Shard knew just as well as them, that they did not plan to stick around after getting their revenge. They needn't say it. He could tell. Perhaps that was where his concern for Arceus hailed from.

Would his life become worse without them in it? Would nothing change? Would he miss them?

Questions Arceus had no answers to.

In place of that, they lay their hand on his and take it from their shoulder, briefly squeezing it reassuringly.

You'll be okay, even when I will not be here anymore. I'm not good for you.

[smol-bean-boi13]

PERCY WHEN I CATCH YOU

I- YOU- THEY- AUGHHAHAHHHHHGRGGRGGGAGGGAAAHAHHHH

BROOOOO

PERCY

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

I decided to write a nice, silly, and whimsical little story with Mars and Echo! Hope you guys enjoy it! it's definitely heartwarming! Teehee :3

TW: Death, blood, violence, and other very angsty stuff :3

-3rd person-

Echo walked out into the battlefield; Mars walked out from her side of the arena. They looked at each other for a few seconds before a loud voice was heard, "Welcome ladies and gentlemen! Here tonight in the Battle-Nexus we have Mars, the heir of sorrows. Then we have Echo, the angel of death!" The arena was filled with sounds of cheering, mutants were chanting Echo and Mars' names.

"Tonight, these two warriors will be fighting until there is only one left standing!" The announcer exclaimed, the crowd was full of roars and cheering. Echo and Mars looked at each other with shock, they definitely were not informed about that. This wasn't right, Echo tried to reach the announcer or try to see if Big Mama was watching her so she could try to call it off. The battle was already starting.

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-1st person-

I unsheathe my scythe as I got into position, Mars did the same with her spear. 'I can't fight my best friend, maybe I'll just tell her to fake it so she can get away without actually dying...' I thought to myself quickly, I snap out of my daydream and see Mars run up to me and try to strike first

I instinctively tried to grab the blade, 'how stupid of me...' The blade cut my hand; blood dripped from it as I let go almost immediately. I hit the spear away with my scythe before trying to make a hit on her myself. I twirled my weapon as I dodged and rejected her attacks, I tried to make conversation since nobody could hear them over the sounds of metal clanging together and the very loud roaring.

"Mars, just fake being dead and you can escape without either of us having to die." I try to convince Mars; a look of desperation was on my face. Mars didn't like that idea though, "I can't do that! It'll be noticeable because there won't be any blood on me or any slashes!" Mars protested. We fought a bit more before I finally pinned her to the ground, I had to talk her into this now or else people will start suspecting things.

My scythe was to her neck, Mars' spear was laying on the ground next to her. "Mars, please, I can't let my one and only friend die on me. So, just please, please fake it...I know what I'm doing." I practically beg her; it wasn't enough though. I feel myself hit the ground from being swept off my feet, I was the one being pinned now.

"I'm sorry Echo...I can't do that; I have a contract, and I can't violate it or else my family will be in danger! This is the only way, Echo." Mars glared down at me; her eyes glowed in the shadow that covered her face. I looked down at the spear as it was pulled back and was now about the penetrate my neck, I grab my scythe and before I even can think...

The sound of Mars' heavy breathing was heard as I finally open my eyes, I had just impaled her with the other end of my scythe. Mars dropped her weapon as she looked at me, I drop it immediately and stand up to try and help her. It was no use. I look up as I see Big Mama watching this happen, she glared at me, expecting me to finish the job.

I look down at Mars before dropping her body, she tried to crawl back to me, begging and pleading with her last breaths for me to help her and how sorry she was. I didn't listen, I felt betrayed, broken, like our friendship meant nothing. I pick up my scythe one last time as I raise it and stab the sharp end into her back.

Her body went limp as I step back, my vision started going blurry as I fall to my knees. I feel uncontrollable tears start to fall down my cheeks like waterfalls. I felt like a monster...I was a monster

I WAS A MONSTER

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I'm so sorry this was so short. it looks really rushed too so I apologize for that as well!

-Percy

[obsob]

there he is......the man of the house

[crunchchute]

[34saveme34]

the magical guardians (I lowkey itched to draw them especially w their weapons) might work on the fic again now that I got this out of my system, especially since the next ep we'll be meeting 1 and 2.

also, hi @bluestrawberrybunny

[seventh-district]

Sam: "Look at me. Hey- look at me a second. I know. I know you're tough. I know how strong you are. You have every right to be proud of that. But being able to handle somethin' doesn't mean you should have to. Least of all when I'm right here trying to help. Please let me help. If not for you then for me, because I don't like knowin' you're hurtin', especially when there's somethin' I can do about it."

Me, shaking my head, fighting back literal tears: "B-but it's gonna give you another headache!"

[spaceratprodigy]

*gulp* deacon/iris "please just kiss me" intimacy ask........ NYE party- (i am shot)

@oldworldwidgets — [ intimacy prompts ]

It's in the stars, it's been written in the scars on our hearts

We're not broken, just bent, and we can learn to love again

pose reference

[mobblespsycho100]

kabru... gay.......

my stomach hurts whenever I look at this page / set of pages after this ngl . like if I was Kabru I'd straight up jump off the cliffside. the way Laios is just looking at him with such... idk. cold concern. aough

[goosita]

maybe as he grows to love you, he's able to touch you, like his hand won't go straight through you anymore. he's overjoyed at being able to do so, cause billy's a lover boy and he wants to be able to feel you. and you can feel the change too. his outline becomes slightly more visible to you.

YESSSS OH MY GOD YES THE MORE ATTACHED TO YOU HE BECOMES AND THE MORE HE LBR FALLS IN LOVE WITH YOU, THE CLOSER HE GETS TO BEING ABLE TO TOUCH/BE FELT BY YOUUUUU OH IM SAVING THIS IDEA THIS ONE IS BOOKMARKED AND SO READY FOR WHEN I GET TI THAT PART BC LIKE I KNOW IM DOIN THIS AS HC AND BLURBS BUT IM TRYNA GO AT LEAST MOSTLY CHRONOLOGICALLY BUT AAAAAA

[lorebird]

Monster with a hundred faces

[craftykit]

I had the Idea of designing pinkie pie as a pinata. She is the party pony, after all!

[vamp-a-day]

day 73

no energie :(

[faunandfloraas]

Wooo I don't have cervical or uterine cancer 👍

[telesodalite]

With Krok now on my mind, it's reminded me of like, the whole deal of him coping with the loss of his squad by believing they'd just become separated? Because that bit is such a fascinating aspect of his character to me.

It's vague in a way that doesn't totally confirm whether he truly 100% deluded himself, or if he just kept telling himself that to try and distract from the truth and memories he didn't want to face.

(Which, for some reason this pisses Misfire off? Which implies something really interesting there about Misfire and his own coping mechanisms and issues that we don't get much of a peer into unfortunately.)

Anyway, I spent way too long thinking about it when I was reading through the comics. And it's like, did studying battles and strategy play a part in this delusion/lie?

Like, you're a being that lives for millions of years, in the middle of a war spanning those millions of years. So, at some point, surely those battles are going to start to blur together. So you've got that, and then you go and face a frankly horrifically traumatic fight that quite literally rips the people you cared about most, and felt responsible for, apart.

Presumably, Decepticons aren't the greatest at handling shell shock and other such side effects of war. So they just take this freshly traumatized mess of a dude, take him off the front lines and plant him on a warworld to aid the fight from a more comfortable distance.

With all this, the mind is bound to be fickle when faced with such sudden loss and change. But Krok obviously did his job there, or at least he was very knowledgeable on history and tactics beforehand.

Either way, he studied battle after battle, went through records of fight after fight, planned for what's next and reconsidered what had already happened. Hundreds of wins and losses.

So did it get jumbled there? In having a head full of battles, did some of them blur and mix with the one that took everything away from him? In trying to solve the failures of past battles, did he try and find where a victory could've been had against the wreckers that day? Did he find a solution that would've had his squad still whole and alive?

From there, did it slip into delusion, or a desperate lie to keep himself going?

I feel like his "mental health matters" moment was an interesting insight into it and possibly the average soldier's rough outlook on trauma. But it was still very surface level I think, but I guess going too deep into the why's and how's wouldn't have been important until maybe the Scavenger centric comics that uh, never happened :/

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

So I was reading articles about John Hurt (as I do when I procrastinate on life in general lol) and I saw a still shot of a movie I’ve never seen still shots of before; so I looked it up. It’s a play. I was worried I wouldn’t find it in full online; but I did, so here it is in all its glory:

He’s just… ugh I want to gently hold his face in my hands he’s just so sad and lonely with his weepy voice and eye bags. I couldn’t process half of what he said but I think this is a warning about always speed-running through life to get to the next good thing. We should appreciate the moment; because in the end, we’ll have nothing at all but our memories. If we rush through life, we won’t have any memories to keep us warm at night when the chill of death creeps up on us in our old age.

Also, spool, spooooooooooollll…….

spoooooooooooooooooooooolllllll [cackles in mentally unstable]

@kaleidoscopr @theindo @possessedbydevils @randomtwospirit

[always-a-joyful-note]

After finishing all available 79 chapters of Witch Hat Atelier and being trapped into the spiderweb of the story that it is, I NEED to organise my thoughts about its themes and what it's trying to portray, so here goes that attempt. Spoilers for all available chapters so far under the cut

We obviously see that there is a HUGE fight against what they're calling "principles" and "freedom." We all might have different words to assign to those things like the characters themselves do (restrictions, fundamentalism, arrogance for principles vs chaos, power hunger, blindness to consequence for freedom), but I want to focus on the perspectives that both sides are using and call it what those who are on their side call it. In short, we can SEE that neither of those sides are wrong but they are far from right as well, and all the characters are struggling against that

I think so far the way we see principles and freedom drawn to an extreme is between Easthies and that masked Brimmed Hat Iguin (the one with the giant eye covering his face(?)). I'm not sure about the latter but it's been pretty clear what happens, especially after ch. 79, when both ideals are taken to their extremes

Maybe - and i only say maybe - they might be leading towards a theme that neither can exist without the other. Principles and absolutes cannot exist without freedom, and freedom and the passion to do all it takes cannot exist without principles. How they will come to that conclusion, I don't know...especially when I don't know how they will find another outside medium (if that's where it's leading) to help balance the two

There's also obviously themes about disabilities, which I think also show that difference between principles and freedom taken to the extreme. Principles taken to the extreme say that there is no way to help those who view/see/live in the world in a different way. The theme keeps on being brought up that even though this tool they have can help, they don't because upholding the rules has become more important than protecting those they love. BUT...freedom taken to the extreme tells us that those people have to be fixed to fit the world because, well, with what they have they can, right? Or, in another sense, they don't think about the consequences and price that casting that kind of stuff can take and thus turn a blind eye to the way it COULD be properly used because of all the thinking that's needed to be led to that point

Theme of growing up is another thing that's on here. I'm not actually sure how old the kids here are (they look to be between the ages of...maybe 12 and 15?), but either way, they are growing up. And Richeh and Agott are pretty good expressions of someone who wants to keep their childhood and someone who wants to grow up. It shows us how that battle between the individual and the community is handled by each child in their own unique way. Again, it's the balance of two extremes, to learn how to see others and have compassion but also learn how to live their own life as their own person - especially when one might cause you to sacrifice the other

Honestly, so far it's doing such a good job of having this precarious balance of not showing one side as completely evil (a moment of silence for Custas who found out about that the hard and agonizing way). Yes, the kids still lean on the side of principle, but that's not a bad thing either (honestly, the new Brimmed Hat Ininia and Custas against our protagonists and Tartah, it's sure showing a fun balance between kids raised in one thing learning to see the value of the other).

And speaking of balance, I think this is what this manga is trying to question. Balance between two extremes...if it's even possible

Anyway, there's also the obvious theme of censorship. That's obviously very bad and it's not really questioned that such censorship is a bad thing - BUT...the reasons behind it are complex. Fear, goodness, evil, and courage are all mixed up in fun and different ways...so you have that as well

Something something the road to hell is paved with good intentions or however that quote goes. Something something adults vs children but also children need to trust adults and adults need to trust children and hear them out. Something something how most of the adults we see contribute in some way towards whatever negative extreme they're facing (I'm REALLY hoping we get to see some more genuinely good adults in the Brimmed Hats side, though I also think if it shows them all as evil, it will do so in a way that shows how secrecy and hiding have corrupted their ideals more than acceptance has corrupted the Pointed Hats' ideals). And something something the children - and now some of the adults - are finding themselves conflicted between two sides that are neither wholly wrong or wholly right