#for forging her own way

[annikasevenshots]

Seven of Nine + her journey in Starfleet (S02E09 vs S03E01 vs S03E10)

[andiwriteordie]

i’m a mike defender until the very end because i love my boy so so much but nothing makes me angrier than when he calls el “eleven” 

[plutonium-sky]

so I saw @kyri45 's ISAT and Sky: COTL au and I HAD to chime in with my tiny redesign of Iez for the au. Unfortunately her mask is a Giant personality of what she is so she carries it at all times with her anyways but it's a welding mask now. And I kinda removed Ray from here cause it may be a little much for her if she's gonna just be on the side LMAO

[rookflower]

it's no secret that i am absolutely not nightheart's fan, but idk where all the "oh maybe he'll go back to using the flame- prefix" theories are coming from cause idk that seems like a pretty shitty way to conclude someone's (already pretty flimsy and shittily constructed, don't get me wrong) arc about choosing their own identity instead of one put upon them by others

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“Image-obsessed celebrity can’t be struggling behind the scenes because being ultra-famous and almost pathologically protective of your public image is famously a very mentally healthy experience with no psychological downsides” is just as much of a dogshit parasocial take as “famous straight conventionally attractive if sometimes cryptic celebrity is leaving secret puzzles to prove to me specifically that she’s gay”.

You don’t know these people. YOU DON’T KNOW THESE PEOPLE. You can just like or dislike the music and it will be ok. I will not send the art cops to your house. Go to a coffee shop and put a tenner in the busker’s guitar case if you’re that exercised about it.

Also, not for nothing, being wealthy can be helpful with mental illness, but pushy stage parents and legions of obsessive fans historically Are Not. We’ve somehow blown straight past “money can’t buy happiness but it can pay for rent and doctor’s appointments which sure fucking help” to “no rich person has had a real problem ever” and I regret to inform you that that second statement is what the original platitude is about. It is, tragically, possible to have rent and groceries and doctors bills and cute clothes paid for without a second’s thought and still have a bad time of it, because even rich people are human beings who come from families of human beings and have human friends and lovers and staff and coworkers and part of the human condition is that sometimes some of us suffer.

I get the impulse to be resentful of someone singing about having a hard time when the spare change from between her couch cushions would easily save your life. I’ve been through a period of my life where I tried not to obviously resent my friends for *having food*. It’s ok if you can’t listen to her for that reason and in fact I’d argue that you shouldn’t. It’s painful, and it’s not the kind of pain that produces anything worthwhile, just more resentment. But “she’s making up alcoholism for clout” is such a deeply stupid way to phrase that. You don’t know her. What if she isn’t? What if she IS? Making up personas is literally part of her brand. Do you need a hug? Sincerely. I think a hug would maybe be more productive here. I’m sorry things are hard. It’s not fair. You’re right. It isn’t.

I just think one slightly overexposed pop singer is maybe not the main reason it’s hard.

[mars-ipan]

hey folks did you know i love super dangan ronpa 2

[camzverse]

need to start ocposting. Ooohhh u wanna know about blorbos from my mind palace soo bad

[poolsidescientist]

Master Eiji is two things to Mizu: a parental figure and an artist. He has a great respect for sword making, it's a process and a labour and it comes from both body and soul. Swords are weapons yes, but they're also the soul of the samurai. It's funny how Mizu's potential actual father, Abijah Fowler masters the arts (paining, woodblock, etc.) in technical terms but has a deep disdain for art. He considers them a waste of time and while Master Eiji puts time and effort and love into what he creates, Fowler has no love and resents that he has time and energy to spare for the arts he uses to pass the time. Mizu grew up with Eiji's philosophy in life and now will likely have to learn from Fowler on her way to London. Master Eiji may be the angel on Mizu's shoulder but Abijah Fowler is most certainly the devil. It'll be interesting to see how much influence over her he ends up having now that they're stuck dealing with each other for the next while.

[quortknee]

some of my durges heehee some of my tavs: [part 1] [part 2]

[acourtofquestions]

Hearth to hearth, the Flame of War went.

Over snow-blasted mountains and amongst the trees of tangled forests, hiding from the enemies that prowled the skies. Through long, bitterly cold nights where the wind howled as it tried to wipe out any trace of that flame.

But the wind did not succeed, not against the flame of the queen.

So hearth to hearth, it went.

To remote villages where people screamed and scattered as a young-faced woman descended from the skies on a broom, waving her torch high.

Not to signal them, but the few women who did not run. Who walked toward the flame, the rider, as she called out, "Your queen summons you to war. Will you fly?"

Trunks hidden in attics were thrown open. Folded swaths of red cloth pulled from within. Brooms left in closets, beside doorways, tucked under beds, were brought out, bound in gold or silver or twine. And swords-ancient and beautiful—were drawn from beneath floorboards, or hauled down from haylofts, their metal shining as bright and fresh as the day they had been forged in a city now lying in ruin.

Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.

Village to village, where hearths that had never once gone fully dark blazed in answer.

Always one rider going out, to find the next hearth, the next bastion of their people.

Witches, here amongst us. Witches, now going to war.

A rising tide of witches, who took to the skies in their red cloaks, swords strapped to their backs, brooms shedding years of dust with each mile northward.

Witches who bade their families farewell, offering no explanation before they kissed their sleeping babes and vanished into the starry night.

Mile after mile, across the darkening world, the call went out, ceaseless and unending as the eternal flame that passed from hearth to hearth.

"Fly, fly, fly!" they shouted. "To the queen! To war!"

Far and wide, through snow and storm and peril, the Crochans flew.

[asfdhgsdkjhgb]

had quite the night drive earlier this evening.

[syn0vial]

so, i've been seeing a lot about the new BG3 epilogues, but i gotta ask: do you get a similar epilogue if you choose to become the absolute at the end? i know it's unlikely, but... i have thoughts about how that could go 👀

[fore-seer]

obviously gaius is my main man because i’m in love with him but i also can’t stress enough how important ricken is to me. i really relate to him in a lot of aspects and it feels like i’ve grown up with him in a way

[heatwa-ves]

Thinking about naiah and rayaan.. rayaan has a very complicated relationship with religion and I think meeting naiah helps him with that and she ends up becoming very important to him and he's important to her too I think he's one of the very few people that knows part of who she is behind everything she fakes

[gonzodangerfeels]

The mountains are like mole hills

So Atlantis rose to sea level

Our Heart is Forever in Atlantis though

[mothmanns]

okay i just finished got and tbeh i think people that were so pissed about the ending just cause their fave didnt act how they wanted her to