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melit0n · 7 months ago
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It's you! Despite everything, it's still you.
📸 (right photo) @/Eternal_Token on twt! Thank you to them for taking the photo and giving the sign to The Lads <3
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catgirljaneway · 1 year ago
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Voyager Text Posts: Strange Promo Pics Version
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Voy + Textposts 3
(Voy + Textposts 2) + (Voy + Textposts 4)
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solace-seekers · 9 months ago
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in my jason feels again….
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sezja · 3 months ago
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There's something kind of poignant about the fact that Ardbert never directly blames the Flood on the longtime companion who manipulated and betrayed him into causing it
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weregonnabecoolbeans · 7 months ago
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It’s crazy how fast the tone of rots changes once order 66 is enacted
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autumnoficarus · 1 year ago
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i can't stop listening to the 'purpose is glorious' track from this season's ost and thinking about how lovely the title and its meaning are. it's just such an amazing underlying theme in this show, and - while i do have criticisms about some of the choices made for the series finale - i really do feel the writers wholeheartedly delivered in sending that message home. for me personally, loki's ending is so gratifying and a large part of that is solely from viewing their arc's conclusion with the perspective of this theme in mind. to have spent years watching this character i hold very dear to my heart struggle to find belonging, to feel as though they matter and there is reason in their existence, finally get a chance to show - and recognize - their worth was so, so rewarding. and honestly, i think the message behind the phrasing of 'purpose is glorious' is all the more meaningful because of how loki's arc finished. yes, the outcome was bittersweet; yes, we're left knowing loki didn't get the happiness they undeniably earned after everything they'd gone through. it smarts something fierce to know their journey up until they deviated from their timeline and became a variant, as well as seen their eventual intended fate. the ache is only worsened after witnessing everything that happens within the TVA and the entirety of loki's character growth leading up to a redefining moment where they willingly choose to undergo a nightmarish amount of time in the endeavor to do the right thing. of course we want them to emerge victorious when they've struggled for so long, but that's not the point. loki's final moments are them forfeiting their right to a happy ending to preserve the stories of others because all stories matter and should inherently reserve the free will to be written; as sylvie says, loki makes their choice so their loved ones and life across the multiverse still have a chance to belong somewhere and embrace their place in the world. the take away is that even burden can be glorious. even with all the hardships of life - all the inevitable heartache, disappointment, and grief we encounter just by being alive - we have meaning in our existence. there is meaning in the trials we face, and the suffering we endure in order to overcome them. our pain gives us purpose; it gives us the ability to love, to grow from and for each other, and choose to sacrifice our happiness for the benefit of another. loki's purpose was forged in the bonds of those they met in their time at the TVA and the sense of value they gained from their companionship. their sacrifice perfectly conveys how the human capacity to love is one of cosmic greatness, which can ultimately surpass our instinctual desire to preserve one's self. we can move immovable mountains and challenge insurmountable adversity in behalf of the ones we love and their welfare. if that isn't an act deserving of glory, I don't know what is.
tldr; loki's purpose is the friends they made along the way = as the saying goes, 'tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all'. or: our own lives have purpose because of the connections we share with others, even when we are met with great loss.
#also this just shows the depth of love loki derived from knowing mobius and how they were changed for the better because of it#how mobius' initial - and repeated - acknowledgement of their potential is what gave them the necessary tools to rewrite their destiny#when loki first watches their fate on the sacred timeline their devastation is palpable; they now know they are meant to die -#at the hands of thanos after failing to save their brother -#after losing one last time#they see their final fate and know they were never meant to win; never to reach the respect and admiration theyve been chasing all this tim#but they're given a second chance at an ending - one they can be proud of and has meaning#and they SUCCEED; they ascend and take the throne not for power or control or even glory but because of the people they care for!!!!!!#loki accepts their burden with grace for the benefit of others; they escape the harrowing demise once preordained for them -#and while they mourn what they must leave behind they are fulfilled by the triumph of saving EVERYONE this time#the parallels between their sacred timeline ending and the finale's makes me way too emotional i am not okay#i have so many thoughts about the ost guahahauffh ignore me#i am obsessed with this track specifically like i want to write even more meta abt the significance of being used during mobius' last scene#okay these tags are way too long i'm shutting up now i'll see myself out#txt: icarus foaming @ the mouth analysis#char tags:#god of stories and faking death#peepaw from outerspace#loki meta#lokius#loki s2#loki season 2#loki spoilers#loki series#marvel#mcu#loki#Spotify
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notwantedonthemoon · 11 months ago
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Lucy would say: You should have played Eve. Did you know that you stand just like her? She used to talk with her hands and she laughed when she was nervous and everything she ever felt would show on her face. She couldn’t keep a secret to save her life.
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The plot at a glance:
“Man, I sure hope my fiancé doesn't have a crush on me" :(
*champagne problems plays sadly on kazoo in the distance*
So. I wrote this. There is now finally something on the ao3 tag for Not Wanted on the Voyage. My life’s purpose is fulfilled. 
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noblest-roman-of-them-all · 3 months ago
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Contemplating the concept of "potential" when it comes to intelligence and realizing how heartbreaking Logan's "Dreams come true, that's news to me" line in the Crofters Musical.
#screaming into the void#definitely not okay today lads#i'm finding myself grieving my intelligence and contemplating if it was ever there to begin with#when i was younger i excelled in science so everyone assumed that i was a gifted kid despite my very obvious struggles in math and spelling#i was told over and over if i could just apply myself to other subjects the way i did with science#then i would do better in those subjects and reach my full potential#my identity was hung on my intelligence for me by the adults in my life none of them even considering a learning disability#now as an adult it all feels meaningless#especially having been forced into going to college where it was made very quickly and abundantly clear that I wasn't actually gifted#i was just average#that was absolutely devastating to me and it's a thing i struggle with and i want to be angry about it but i dont know how to be#i was told over and over in childhood that i could be anything when i grew up that i could do anything if i just put my mind to it#then recieved little to no actual educational support for any of it especially when i discovered writing#and i dont know if i was never as smart as i was told i was or never even had the potential i was told i had#or if i just didnt have enough support#i dont believe in myself anymore and i dont think i was ever actually believed in by the adults in my life either#i think they would have supported me better if they had#or maybe they just didnt know how to#my dad has wondered and questioned me about where my drive ans passion went and i dont have the heart to tell him that#it evaporated when he told me i wouldn't be successful as a writer when he told me that i would only be successful by going to college#when he constantly questioned everything i did and made me doubt myself over and over again#i dont know how to combat this feeling of worthlessness that comes from feeling lied to about my intelligence as a kid#i dont know how to comfort myself in the face of realizing i probably didnt have all then potential i was promised i had#and even if i did at one point have it i lacked the support necessary to nuture and grow it#how does one grieve being promised the world only to find out that was never truly an option?#how does one become comfortable with learning and growing again when it's been made to feel unsafe#and a threat to their frail sense of identity?#how does one find peace and contentment in an ordinary life when they were promised so much more?#not just promised so much more but expected to be so much more and now feel the weight of expectation on them?#i feel like i was promised the world and told that it would be easy to conquer and when it wasnt it was due to my own fault and failings
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milkytomura · 8 months ago
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another night of sobbing over chapter 395 of MHA
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tinglecannon · 2 years ago
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Every single time
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silver-queen · 2 years ago
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Limbus Company CH-1 spoilers:
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Man what the fuck. The +4 gregor modifier?? The fact that even if it’s a 100% success chance you still cant save her. Bringing uncle gregor into the fight was a mistake
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thompsborn · 1 year ago
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me, 30 minutes ago: its 1 am and i should sleep <3
me, immediately after: refreshes tumblr, decidedly does not go to sleep
#i say this like its funny haha#but tbh it is mostly because i am so fucking. Devastated about the horrible shit happening to palestinians#i saw so many videos and pictures today of such horrible things that they’re suffering through right now#and im seeing it through a screen from my safe little bubble in my house and its still destroying me emotionally and mentally#i cant imagine the fear and horror they must be feeling in gaza#and the fact that they have probably felt this fear and horror for a very long time because of israel’s ethnic cleansing of their people#im in such a privileged position and the least i can do is spread awareness and i donated what i could and i have plans to reach out to my l#local government and encourage them to speak up and condemn the genocide of palestine and im looking for local protests and shit like#im gonna do what i can but i know i cant do enough as just a singular individual with low social impact and not a lot of money#but i’ll still do what i can no matter what#i wouldnt be able to live with myself knowing i sat back and said nothing while the palestinians suffered so much#which honestly i already did because i wasn’t educated about it prior to this past week and thats entirely my fault#i mean partially i know its western civilization not showing the horrors that israel has committed but i try to stay in the loop on things#and try to be aware of things happening in the world and i failed to become aware of this before now#i could have been doing more for years to try and spread awareness for palestine and i never did and i wish i could go back and change that#but i cant#but what i CAN do is speak up now that i know and spread awareness and refuse to let palestine go down without a fight#sorry this is a fandom sideblog i know ive been posting a lot on my main blog and i do need to go to bed and whatever#its just hard to sleep knowing that as i sit here safe and comfortable in my bed there are children families innocent people dying in gaza#and the world is actively and successfully trying to paint palestine as the bad guys#its fucking awful and despicable
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dumb-hat · 1 year ago
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Tagged: Why do you hurt?
you're choking on how much you have to try
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you have tried. you have carried the weight of the world on your shoulders and accepted more responsibilities than you have ever wanted, even intended to gain. it isn't crushing - you are strong enough to hold it - but you are choking. you don't know what to do with it. you don't know where it goes, how to move this weight everyone knows you can hold onto, and do you even want to get rid of it? Never. You would not give this to - force this on - anyone else. but you /can't/. but you are choking on it. your body will hold it up even when you lose all the air in your lungs, and your footing, and your courage. it does not mind choking you. it seems almost designed to do so. if you weren't wrung out you wouldn't be doing this thing properly.
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I kinda think this is more what he's afraid of, rather than why he's hurting. A lot of his time is spent running from or avoiding responsibility¹ before begrudgingly accepting it², and I think this comes from him being just self-aware enough to realize that he'd wear himself down to nothing trying to do everything if he didn't make himself do nothing.
Tagged by: @luck-and-larceny. I think she's the only one that got me for this one.
Not tagging anyone because I think this one's made some rounds... that said, feel free to consider yourself tagged if you haven't done it yet!
You can take this quiz right here.
¹ or at least making a show of it! ² or at least making a show of it!
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wewontbesleeping · 2 years ago
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I’m sooo scared to try on my clothes from last summer bc ummmm I don’t know how many will still fit
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tardis--dreams · 2 years ago
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For the first time ever, i failed a term paper. The lecturer opened the conversation with the words "you handed in an excellent term paper. Really, A+!" And then continued to point out to me what she liked most. And then told me that that one bitch that was tormenting me last semester had copied all of the notes i shared with her for our presentation. Which is why she can't let me pass because while she Knows it's not my fault she couldn't prove it to anyone if questioned about it. So we both fail. But luckily for me, i get another chance. The 15 minutes i talked to her were truly refreshing
#seriously it's so funny that you tell me i failed my paper and i leave in a good mood lmao#i was so scared she'd say it was bad#i would probably have been devastated of she'd told me this and this and this was bad and she can't give me anything better than a C#but we essentially just spent 15 minutes ranting about that bitch and how fucking annoying she is#(she asked me not to share that with anyone. i trust all of you will keep your discretion about this matter lol)#she even asked me if i needed help with getting that bitch to stay away from me#'prof. (name) and I KNOW about her and how difficult she is#we cannot prevent her from studying here but we monitor her closely. so let me know if she tries to use you again#WE CANNOT PREVENT HER FROM STUDYING HERE AHAHAHA#but god we wish we could#'i would never invite her to any of my office hours because i know she would never leave'#i love that lecturer again#i was a bit annoyed at her for asking me to come in because i assumed it would be because she thought my work was bad#but i almost felt sorry for this situation because she seemed so sad and sorry herself#because she kept telling me 'believe me i Know you didn't do anything wrong but i just can't prove it officially'#and then we settled for me doing the paper again and the other student just getting a fail and that she could go fuck herself essentially#(she did not use these words but god was it funny to hear her obvious dislike of that person#anyway#idk if shes in germany again or if she maybe dropped out of the program because i haven't seen her since the semester started#but i have the official permission to block her number and ignore her forever and always#(yes my friends and my mother told me to do this months ago#yes it's my fault for not doing so earlier and letting her use me like that#but it's nice to have the support of a lecturer like that)#void screams#university ramblings
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naturallysuperbands · 2 years ago
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So there’s this teacher at the Catholic high school I went to, which is the same one Rain goes to now, whom I actually hate. I don’t like him because of a lot of little things and also pretty much his entire personality, but I would have tolerated him more if he didn’t pull me out a class, tell me that we both know I didn’t try on my summer work and that it wasn’t up to honors English 3 standards, and that he asked the counselors (who are in charge of scheduling) what he needed to do to get me out of his class. I only got to stay because I scored in the 99th percentile on the writing/English section on the psat the year before. I tried really hard on that summer work, I just have adhd, hated the book he picked, and hate writing even when I do enjoy the book I’m writing about.
Rain has this teacher this year for regular junior year english. Apparently this unit is on relationships (weird but whatever). The teacher has told the class that he fundamentally disagrees with the idea that guys and girls can be “just friends”. The students have to write an about what it means to wear the pants in a relationship, do a group presentation analyzing various elements of a relationship from a scene in a movie or a song and include a “counter cultural reference” to romance. Did I mention this /Catholic/ high school is in a more conservative city in Ohio, and at least 3 teachers felt comfortable telling students they voted for trump? Also, for those who have forgotten, Rain and I are queer. Rain doesn’t feel comfortable using queer examples, even though (and because) that’s what they’d prefer to do.
They’re going to make their “counter cultural” slide be about a genuine friendship.
I told them I’d pay them if they could work in historical men, like kings, who didn’t wear actual pants when they wanted to come across as more powerful.
I (or Rain and I) might write this essay but make it about queer relationships and post it here. We’ll see.
#spots speaks#relevant specific label for this is that Rain and I are both aromantic#if anyone wants anything tagged let me know#I don’t make actual posts that often#loathe that teacher#I know most students don’t take failure well#but being ‘’the smart kid’’ was all that most of the kids in my honors classes had by junior year of high school#so being sought out during a class just to be taken into the hallway and told I wasn’t honor’s English material?#absolutely devastating#I was 16#I didn’t deserve that#he also said he thought I was struggling because I hadn’t said anything in class#like sorry I’m smart and anxious#he does end of the year evalutations and has our last ‘’daily’’ journal entry be a letter to him#he said he’d never gotten so many complaints as he did from my grade’s honors English 3 class#he also kept bragging about how he got a 31 on his act without studying#I got a 32 without studying#with my highest being a 36 in science and my lowest being a 29 in math#I still have some anger aimed at this guy can you tell#and he’s the reason I’ve at least momentarily failed out of college#I was getting better with writing and turning essays in on time#and then he tells me mine sucks and ‘’we both know [I] didn’t try’’?#yeah right#fuck right off#especially when he plays favorites with the volleyball girls who shouldn’t be put on the honors English track the year before AP English#I couldn’t bring myself to say I was smart until my senior year of high school#but we don’t have time or space to unpack that so we’ll just throw away the whole suitcase
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