#THESE ARE ALL VERY REAL AND TRUE

[skrunklydoo]

you have opened the will wood floodgates 3 2 1

the first two verses of suburbia overture remind me of not exactly roby but the city in general? in the sense that it very clearly has a reputation to uphold but as we've seen there can be foul play behind the scenes. and who knows maybe it doesnt even stop at bleckt. like. roby's parents are in the LAND OF MADNESS of all places and yeah ik ik real estate deals n whatnot but also hmmmm???? not to mention roby's ancestor's outfit which he wears is the same colours as thunderfang??? but thats a yap sesh for another time. point is suburbia overture reminds me of roby, his family, and temple city altogether. loosely. i think. in a way.

and hey look its willard! hmm smells like. smells like post-season 2 roby... and also.. MY OWN HEADCANONS... and also wyldfyre kinda woagh but that is also a yap sesh for another time its roby o' clock right now

SPECIFICALLY THIS PART RIGHT HERE

"hunt in packs and act as though that proves we cant survive alone/and i guess we just evolved disgust for prevention of infection though/shame was an invention made for prisons, pales, and pest control"

YOU SEE. THIS MAKES ME THINK OF HIS FEAR AFTER BEING BETRAYED AND ALMOST MURDERED (hence that first line) AND THE REASON FOR SUCH BEING THAT HE WANTED TO DO THINGS DIFFERENTLY, BUT but his uncle just. wasnt proud of him. (hence the second and third line)

and yknow what really just radiates post-season 2 roby angst?!?!

the. the the. "its awful out here socrates" "its dangerous out here socrates" "its lonely out here socrates" BECAUSE. YEAH IT IS!!!! thats what hes thinking now :(

but now lets dive into the shit i fucking made up

so basically the general overview of my Roby's Tragic (not really) Backstory™ is he like. had no friends growing up. other kids liked it when he was funny but didnt take him seriously cuz they also found him loud and annoying and difficult and weird and childish yada yada i have a whole fic about it but anyways

the whole song reminds me of that i must say.

back to canon now. the final chorus of tomcat disposables because lil bro had no idea this was happening💔💔💔💔💔💔 "was that all there was to this?" eugh😢 aurghr😢 EUAGH😢 i know roby doesnt die in canon but omg😢 it still hits😢 because that whole song is just blissful ignorance but then piecing things together when its already too late. "my mind held the same light as the one in your eyes" GODDDD. this invokes the sadness because ROBY LOVED BLECKT. HE DID. "one dies alone and why? dont know" AND THAT KIND OF THING, FROM SOMEONE SO CLOSE TO YOU, CANT BE EASY TO GRASP!! AT ALL! like. he knows the reason. but its still so hard for him to understand. at least the way i see it.

AAAAAHHH MY BOY :(

my boy :(

HOLY FLIP.

YES YES YES YES YE SYE EYS RAGHH RAGHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RGAHAHH RAGHH

EVERY ONE OF THE SONGS HERE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVOURITE WW SONGS???? ESPECIALLY WILLARD! HOLY FLIP YES IF YOU IGNORE THE CONTEXT OF WILLARD/RATMAN’S NOTEBOOKS /SILLY (I NEED TO READ RATMAN’S NOTEBOOKS ACTUALLY) IT’S SUCH A ROBY-CODED SONGGGGG

OW THE LAST ONE HURTS ME A,!!!!!!!!! HE WANTED BLECKT TO LOVE HIM AND TO BE LIKE A FATHER TO HIM. BUT BLECKT. BLECKT. OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

we need more lore for roby’s family because holy flip??

i had another thought that is semi-related to ww because of ferryman uhhh

idk if you’ve listened to shayfer james but the song your father’s son from his album the owl and the elephant reminds me of roby, just replace it with your uncle’s nephew and it works??? roby is sometimes terrified of becoming just like bleckt

THATS JUST ANOTHER ROBY SONG TO THROW OUT THERE WOAGH

ALSO BACK TO WILL WOOD THAT’S ENOUGH LET’S GET YOU HOME IS A ROBYFYRE SONG OK

also. one more roby song. hand me my shovel im going in. either that or the song with five names ‼️‼️‼️‼️

WE CAN MAKE ANYTHING ABOUT WILLIAM WOODIAM 😈😈

[aesethewitch]

When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.

[faunandfloraas]

[buckleysibz]

and when the tables turn and we see buck reunited with chris as eddie stares softly in the background????

[vaguely-concerned]

the more I play the more I think lucanis basically knows it's illario who betrayed him right from the beginning (he's had a year in the ossuary to think. not that many people knew where he was going. when you ask him 'did Illario know you'd be on that ship' his only answer is the hardest flattest 'yes' you ever heard). so it's not so much about figuring out who the traitor is (because that's ludicrous. we all know. immediately. they didn't really bother to hide it lmao) as about methodically closing off every single avenue of denial lucanis has clung to that whole time with as much or little gentleness as you might prefer until he has no choice but to admit it. because the moment he has to admit it, he'll have to do something -- feel something -- about it. and that's such a catastrophic event in lucanis' inner landscape (he has had TWO people in this whole entire world up until now and will do anything to hold on to them with a heartbreaking child-like desperation, even at and especially through the detriment of his own self) that he'd rather just. not. what if we quite simply. didn't. what if we just stayed here in the emptiness where we can both pretend you didn't hurt me in a way I should never forgive. I have so much practice in that with caterina already it's always worked out great for everyone so far. (press x to fucking doubt but that's trauma logic for you lol)

after everything illario did, so much of the storm of lucanis' emotions around it is 'what the FUCK did you get yourself tangled up in this time and how do I get you out of this mess safely'. what's worse: the fact that your brother murdered you, or that he put himself in horrible danger doing so and thus exposed you to the risk of losing him forever. lucanis' heart certainly has an opinion here and it's fucking unhinged (affectionate)

the themes of dissociation in lucanis' character in general makes me feel nuts. allllll these contradictory messy things he needs to cut off from each other because they can't coexist or be easily reconciled inside him. but all remain stubbornly true separately anyway and will have their due one day. love and resentment. tenderness and fear and rage. terror and longing. love and freedom don't coexist. the burned out golden child anthem is playing in the background. he was always caterina's favourite and he has to keep striving to deserve that dubious honour with every breath he takes and then, presumably, mercifully, some day he will die and be excused and can rest. and until now he's suppressed all the -- natural, healthy, protective! -- negative feelings that threaten the few attachment relationships he actually has, at the cost of ever actually having his needs for connection and safety met and leaving his core self imprisoned and compromised. and spite goes 'what. no. that's dumb fuck that' (*spite voice* I do not understand that and even if I did I would not respect it) and does not allow him to fall back into that, which I think is what saves his life, ultimately. it took being possessed by a demon for lucanis to even contemplate telling anyone he loves 'no' in any way, but hey. whatever gets you there right lol

lucanis is dealing with the freeze response allll the way down baby. and he was even before the ossuary, that just turbo powered it and brought it to a breaking point way before it could happen naturally. but something was going to break eventually no matter what, and I'm just glad that in the end, through the power of friendship and also pure spite, it doesn't have to be him

[dollopole]

I was just thinking about the fact that in so many Merlin fics, Merlin keeps being an healer/doctor/medic, which makes sense, since that’s how he started his life, by helping people however he could, but now consider this:

Merlin, who has lived so long and more than probably witnessed the deaths of thousands, even of those he loved, cherished and respected. So what if a millennia of life completely flipped his view on what it means to heal and study medicine. What if after all Merlin saw, everything that happened had the opposite effect on him, which means that he stopped trying and left the job to someone else.

Merlin still helps, surely, in the end, it’s in his nature as human, but we can already see how he changed, even only after ten years of being in Camelot and witnessing death after death.

What if he despaired because disease spread and not even his magic could help it, what if his magic decided that humans had to live with their own course of actions and so his magic simply refused to help them, which got Merlin just angry at the prospect of doing this for so many years.

But now take into consideration when Arthur returns:

I believe Arthur would be the healer/doctor/medic this time around.

He would be eager to help everyone he can, because that’s also in his nature, but since he can’t do it anymore in the way he once did, he has to find another path for him, a path that would make him heal too, heal from all the times he killed, instead of helping someone in danger.

Arthur lived a life of death even before Merlin could start to think about killing someone.

Arthur had his hands smeared with blood since he was a child. Being Uther’s son was automatically, in both magical people and peasants’ perspective, who lived under Uther’s tyranny, a sin and a guilt, even before Arthur could pick up a sword.

He did not just kill sorcerers, but he was raised with a mind of a killer of justice. To defend his kingdom, his father, his counsellors, his court and his people no matter what he felt regarding it, was and had always been his main duty.

He was trapped in a murderous cycle, literally, where he couldn’t do anything but raise himself to believe that the only way to help people was to kill them.

On one side, we have a man who spent his life helping people and who got tired of death, and on the other side, we got another man who spent it killing people and still got tired of death.

But to Arthur and Merlin it happened in different ways.

Where Merlin left the responsibility to someone else, Arthur decided to take that responsibility himself, in the hope that maybe, one day, he could bring back to life all those he had condemned for the simple act of living as themselves.

[blaithnne]

Remember this post where I talked about how funny Host!Vic’s gender neutrality is? Well now it’s even funnier because this episode seemingly confirmed something I have suspected to be true for a while now, which is that fictional Vic Michealis SOMEHOW DIDNT REALISE THEYRE BI?????

[nicollekidman]

realizing that people who equate cynicism with intellectual rigor are often just being lazy and pathetic has been so helpful tbh

[fallofthecelestial]

Okay. Since we're going over all the takes on Mr. X at this point.. What if his powers really don't have a backside. What if (the state of) his normal life is the backside.

What if his normal life is akin to that of heroes where he has to pretend to be something he's not and follow rules that the people who control his life came up with to further their own goals. What if he can only be free of other people's beliefs and expectations when he's a hero.

What if in reality he truly is like everyone else. The other heroes. The ordinary people. All those who work themselves to the bone, who are tired and overworked and sick of all the exploitation...

What if when he's in the form of the number one hero.. when he becomes the most sought after product on the hero market..

Is when he gains the freedom to truly be himself

[slavicafire]

the only way is through. can't go around or over or dig under, or turn on your heel and pretend you didn't even want to go there in the first place. the only way is through and going forward is as sacred as it is fucking inevitable. the only way is through! so I go! I go!

[dykealloy]

the catholic rejection of it all

[mo-ok]

tokucember day 10 Heisei 1

magiking my beloved

[2000sscribbles]

i actually can't believe there are people on this website that can read an article where dt talks abt how his family says "i love you" to each other all the time and how that's a strange and wonderful new thing to him but like they ignore this super sweet and touching thing he's saying abt his loved ones and instead they completely laser the fuck in on him going "losing awards sucks" n then they pull out like year old screenshot from her instagram stories where georgia is like "my favorite awards loser omg <3" as evidence that she's an evil manipulative bitch who's abusing him and like it would be really funny if there wasn't a whole clique of people doing it

[frontierpsychopomp]

some birds

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Smell Check [Easy: Failure]

MDZS Disco Elysium AU part 1 (part 2 - part 3)

[rascallyrose92]

I’ve noticed a similarity between my fav indie animation characters