#ask: not worth saving

[rangers-are-cool-moved]

((@storiedocs Erui for... who do you want?)) "i'm not worth saving. please."

A low growl was the only responss as deft hands quickly and carefully worked on her injuries. The man's face remained hidden in shadow, with the only clue of his identity being a lone yellow eye.

"And I'm not letting my son lose his partner."

The response was gruff. But he was still gentle as he picked the younger Ranger up and took her to his home, a old farm house.

@storiedocs

[rangers-arecool]

@storiedocs :: eruingil | reply to this ::

'Not the Chieftain any longer.'

A flash thought; quick to form and quick to fade. It was the truth though. He wasn't fit to lead the Northern Dúnedain anymore. Not since he became a part of the very darkness they fought on a daily basis, even if it had been done against his will. There was no way his former kin would accept or even want him as part of them now. Not since he had been turned into...

A werewolf.

Arathorn stood from where he was crouching to repair part of the wooden fence, running a hand through his shoulder length hair. He tilted his head for a moment at the sound of Eruingil stirring in the farrn house, debating momentarily whether to go in or not. It was the need to make sure his son's partner was healing that got him to move finally.

"Eruingil."

[shorthaltsjester]

Why are your children bound by rules you will not follow?

Critical Role, Campaign 3, Downfall Parts 1-3 // Commandments of The Prime Deities according to the Tal'Dorei Campaign Setting Reborn

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[jinikaris]

happy 24th birthday, felix ♡

[solazu1]

something something I turned them into creatures because I saw a few other people do it. I might make Alex and Brian later but I actually have more planned for Jessica and Amy. I guess this counts as an Au...? My brother helped me with Jays design so that was cool, shoutout to @rorystr 🫡

Scratches head, ig like the most I've got for this au is that most mythical creatures live amongst humans, disguised as them, and completely unaware of other creatures living amongst them. (which is too few anyway, they are mythical creatures after all not common creatures) It just turns out that by some insane coincidence, almost all of the cast of marble hornets are secretly dudes in disguise (loud vine-booms). Also the operator sickness is still a thing and the operator is still the same old entity of malice just more fantastical yk? Alright enough of my blabbering I'm sleepy… I want to rant sm about how I think angels and other types function in this au but not rn 💥💥

[buwheal]

Hey Spamton, how are Pipis created?

[rosemaryreality]

If when Megumi and Yuuji talk again Megumi asks why Yuuji insists on saving him, and we get a callback to "personal feelings/selfish, emotional decision" i will die. You'll never hear from me again

[uncanny-tranny]

r u chill w non transitioning ppl?

Why wouldn't I be? At one point, every trans person who is transitioning was once someone who wasn't (whether or not that was a choice or their need is a separate discussion).

Hatred of any kind of trans person is not a Righteous or Good Thing - every single trans person has their place, their entitlement to safety, community, and respect of who they are

[rcmclachlan]

Trademark: Top-tier Bucktommy writer + generally Cool + getting Buck pregnant

Thank you + thank you + thank you!

[sailorb00]

Been itching to redraw their fandesigns since their reveal in the V9 epilogue animatic 👀🌟 Bow down to the Crown 👑🙇

[lotus-pear]

I FINISHED PERSONA 5 AHHHHHH akira and akechi are fucking me up like something something about how you live your whole life like you're dying because your purpose is only for revenge hatred anger and more revenge revenge revenge until you finally meet someone who truly makes you feel something and genuinely wants you around BUT you are fated to kill this person and how in the face of death that maybe maybe maybe for the very first time, in such a LONG time, you want to fight for something - someone - else other than revenge revenge revenge but it's just beyond too late and yet maybe if you choose to die for this someone then perhaps in a twisted way he'll understand enough that all the moments you both shared together before are not entirely filled with lies - that there's love there despite everything, that there's love there even an ounce of it and that's enough for you. these gay bitches are ruining meeeeee!!!

akechi and ren make me beyond miserable like the whole premise of akechi's character just being centered around justice, HIS justice, and how it was twisted into something beyond recognition as he spiraled into a abyssal prison of jealousy and self-loathing and excruciating pain and ultimately died because he couldn't accept the fact that for someone who wanted to be loved so badly, he was indeed loved in return.

he was literally on fire and still said "i don't need your pity water, let me burn". like his destruction was his own choosing. and it's that final last ditch sacrifice that resembles a futile attempt at an apology for his death being the final outcome that actually makes me insane. like he was sorry that things had to end that way. like he was sorry they couldn't be anything more enemies.

[chevs-and-spiders]

no siren like the sea

[boy-pantiesss]

I think the cruelest thing Marius could do would to throw a joint birthday party for Lestat and Armand bc their birthdays are so close.

[moeblob]

Rey, who is in my very biased opinion, one of the funniest "girls" I have because she's just a guy, truly. Like Rey is just short for Reynold because he was recruited by a a goddess to help the hero she selected and the hero is conveniently Reynold's younger brother. So he agrees to help under the condition that the goddess gives him a female body for the other world. She's like "really odd flex but whatever" and gives him a female form and he's like "you know. I can't really blame anyone but myself for not specifying 'please don't turn me into a Lisa Frank personification'."

[kacievvbbbb]

I don't know especially with the lastest chapter (ch 265) this just feels so much like Yuuji.

Like especially in the first season people kept asking why he is doing all this, why he wants to save people, why he's beating himself up so much over people he barely knows. People kept wanting to know Yuuji's why and he couldn't explain it he was holding unto the promise he made to his granfther as an explanation but that wasnt really is.

And then you have Mahito who tried to force his own defintion of who yuuji was unto him and beat him down until Yuuji believed it too. He's just a machine killing curses because thats his nature vs Mahito killing humans cause thats his nature. They are beings of instinct slaves to their nature, cogs in the machine. And Yuuji internalizes that so much it weighs so heavily on him the idea that his job isnt to save people but kill curses doesn't sit right with him.

but then at what should be his lowest point he stares his biggest tormentor in the face and said you know what I don't particulalry care what you or anyone else thinks about my reasons. I don't think you have to have grand or innate reasons to do something. Sometimes you just do! and what yuuji wants, more than anything; more than killing curses more than keeping the "weak" safe, is to save his friends. And it's too late for a lot of them, Yuuji was too late but goddam it he won't be late for this. So fuck Sukuna he's bringing Megumi home.