#he dying fr now

[sukibon]

daisuke found jimmy's cigs

[sanjiafterhours]

Sanji supports women's rights but more importantly, he supports women's WRONGS

[scutesketch]

GUYS WHAT THE HECK

I JUST SAW A SPOILER CLIP

BRO IS INFLATED

[betterthanbatman1]

Umm I love them???

[ginalinettiofficial]

rewatching st s4 and just. lucas. love of my life he was trying so hard to do the right thing…. he’s still just the protector guy…… him and steve just…. two bisexual self sacrificing jock peas in a pod……

[mazzystar24]

Thinking a lot about wants vs needs and had some thoughts:

Eddie goes for what he needs (or thinks he needs) in his exes but not what he wants

Buck goes for what he wants in his exes but not what he needs

Am I making sense?

[worstloki]

di feisheng: i don't want you to die weak and a loser! li lianhua: this would be sweeter if you didn't want me to die in a better condition

[quibblegoobe]

some apd hugo and aspen i dont like enough to post on my art blog lol

[widevibratobitch]

????? ok fuck me ig this year is crazy

[blooming-cecilia]

guys omg bard is leaked to be a new playable 5* for v5.0 😳😳??!?!?!???

bonus doodle sheet of bards i drew instead of sleeping

[kopivie]

I'm dropping here cause I fell down such a rabbit hole so I'm here to share my delulu.

So basically-- I rewatched the 2.7 cutscene of the Perilous Trail when Xiao sacrificed himself, and I got oh-so-angry all over again and vomited it all in a piece where someone somehow dives after him (could be yelan, most likely the traveler, at the moment it's me reaching into the screen and strangling him cause how dare he) and yeah,,, kind of wanted to share this with someone cause embarrassingly enough I felt so deeply watching that and I still feel like this is incomplete, but it's all I have,,, so.

You are more than welcome to ignore this cause it's admittedly boring and out of place cause I haven't really seen you talk about xiao on this blog so I totally understand if you delete this lol.

They call his name and suddenly his eyes snap open, from gentle surrender to frenzied searching. From the acquiesce that comes with the knowledge that his duty has been performed until the last of his breaths, to the wretched way that last breath catches in his throat and seemingly sets him ablaze.

Staring back at him is a gaze as dark as the abyss that threatens to swallow him whole, equal part unyielding and volatile, equal part selfish and selfless.

"What do you think you're doing? Why- why are you still here?" his voice, a tiny, mangled thing, rips from his throat in an ungraceful, desperate way that's unbecoming of him.

"What do you think? To get us out of here of course. I have a plan!" They shout, the determination in their words almost makes Xiao recoil, bile rises in his throat.

"So did I, that's why I used the last of my strength to teleport all of you out of here, or so I thought." his tone, usually poised and sedate, tempered by thousands of years of torment and endurance, now instead teeters on something much more raw. If they weren't falling to their death, maybe they'd wince at the indignation that seeps into his words like gangrene spreading in his bloodstream.

"I wasn't planning on leaving you behind from the beginning, even if you weren't planning to make it out alive... from the very beginning."

Something in Xiao, frail and precarious, already hanging in an equilibrium of desperation and reverence, snaps, his throat burns when he shouts, gritty and soiled, like blood stubbornly staining his fingetips and clinging to his nails.

"This... This was the only way!"

"NO, STOP IT." They rebuke him. There's an unfiltered sort of rage in their voice, one that drops all pretense of reason. It makes him stop and begs for attention.

"I HATE IT. The way you look around, wondering who you have to die for today, everyday. That you believe what you are is nothing more than testament to purpose. Like it's your duty to let this purpose take you apart and dismember you." selfish acrimony wavers, until it is extinguished, and all that remains in its ashes, is grief.

"You gave yourself up so easily."

"I GAVE EVERYTHING-" Xiao howls disjointedly, so incredibly vulnerable, so terribly human.

"EXACTLY. And you still don't believe you deserve anything more than damnation for that. Still don't reach your hand out for fear it will stain my own with shame and make me collateral damage of who you think you've become."

"I can't save you." Xiao slurs, lips sticking together, like his mouth is sealed with cotton. It sounds like a confession. How ironic it is really, when Xiao pleads, a God, the Conqueror of Demons kneels before the altar of a human and pleads for something that frightfully resembles forgiveness.

"You are right, you are not my salvation.

I am.

Nobody is going to save me, make me believe that there's something more to me than rotten effort and spiteful thoughts.

I am salvation, and so are you." They look at him like there's triumph in crashing when they should be soaring.

"You are salvation.

Even if I can't convince you of it.

I can't call your name in a kinder way and expect you to recognize it as yours. But I refuse to let you believe that you're nothing more than perdition." They reach out their hand, willing for the gesture to seem expectant, when they all too well know that the tremble in their fingers spells imploration.

They see it, the way his pupils narrow in hesitation.

They don't see it, but they know it, he's turned away, hair obscuring his face, Xiao cries.

They wonder if it's the first time it happens, if tears obstinately made their way down his face when an evil god made a weapon out of him, if something akin to relief diluted in salt gathered in his eyes when Morax freed him from his enslavement, if regard towards his fallen companions could be expressed in silent tears as he roamed the quietude of Guili Plains at night. Then they remember, the way he told them that tears are nothing but an insult to a Yaksha's duty.

Xiao reaches for their hand they wonder if it's presumptuous to think that Xiao cries for them or for himself.

So yeahhh, this is kind of it. Again, it still feels incomplete, but I really feel the need to make something out of this and at this point I think I'm gonna use it for my "book" where there's an OC that's totally not inspired by Xiao's character lol.

Hope you're having an amazing day and I'm sorry to be dropping by so abruptly and kind of just springing this on you. Again, wanna reiterate that you can just delete this, or answer me privately, or not at all lol. Genshin sometimes just has me so sksksksk *bark noises*

-Hecate

I WOULD NEVER DELETE THIS?? HELLO?? HECATE WRITING RAHHHHH HELLO I MISSED YOU SO BAD

oh my god, i remember SOBBING during this cutscene. no funny shit, i would've jumped after him too and yelled at his stupid ass for deciding to sacrifice himself without consulting me first.

but! don't apologize for sharing! be unapologetic! ramble and rant as you please! and trust me, i fully understand that genshin has me in a chokehold. i'm a rabid animal rn LMFAO

[weldnas]

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[c0rvidfagg0try]

Me standing over here projecting my disabilities onto fictional characters like a proud dad showing off there son who got 3rd place in baseball

[hauntingblue]

Ace....... my beautiful dead wife comes back to haunt me once again

[brunetteaura]

JEFF BUCKLEY HAS A STELLIUM IN THE 4TH HOUSE.

[purpl3padl0ck]

They had no damn business making a potential tyrannical dictator that damn FINE