#how my parent lied to me.

[xx-hail2theking-xx]

'It' being the void.

The system just, 'says' thing about running, about offering to end the program, failing to find things, or in one case, about Lucifer being unconscious when I tried to teleport him, and asking I still wanted to attempt it. But you were there for that one, so...

Anyway. No. The void woke, and talked to us.

oh, good. the system isn't supposed to be sentient.

you told me about the void.

[bixels]

Taking the current topic as an excuse to ask you to tell me all the reasons you love Rarijack. Your art for the ship is so sweet and intimate I'd love to hear any in depth thoughts you have.

Breathes in.

I think what makes their dynamic really strong is that they have opposing personalities but aligned values. It's deeper than just "opposites attract." Rarity's fancy, prissy, and femme while Applejack's modest, rough, and "masculine." But both value hard work (to the point of being workaholics), their families (both have guardianship over their little sisters), running successful businesses, and eventually each other. Their relationship can be boiled down to, "Despite our differences/disagreements, I still like you because we value the same things."

We see their relationship develop so much. In the first season, they can't stop bickering about surface-level differences. By season four, they still bicker, but will mend their relationship because they can't help but do nice things for each other. In Trade Ya, they start off arguing over personality differences (Applejack likes old junk and Rarity likes useless crap). Then they pivot and start arguing that they value their relationship more than the other. In the end, they mend things by sacrificing their needs and buying each other a gift. Even if they don't understand it, they know it'd make the other happy. And that's all that really matters. It's a genuinely sweet moment that shows how arguing can be healthy and necessary for relationships to strengthen.

We even see them dropping their hang-ups about each others' personalities. In Made in Manehattan, when Rarity runs off in dramatics about someone's fashion, AJ doesn't roll her eyes or scoff, she smiles. Oftentimes, their conflicts are very common domestic conflicts romantic couples face. Applejack's Day Off is about a woman's inability to balance work and life and find time to properly spend with her partner, causing her partner to feel neglected.

By season seven, they're actively participating in each others' interests. Any problems or conflicts that arise are dealt with, and they come out the other end stronger and closer. In Honest Apple, AJ pretty much spells out why their relationship works so well: even though she doesn't understand fashion, she can recognize and appreciate how much work it takes and wants to respect that. When she realizes her mistake in the episode, AJ goes above and beyond to fix things and apologize to Rarity. They care about each other so much.

The two go out of their way, sacrificing their personal desires and beliefs and doing things they normally wouldn't, to make the other happy. That's just love.

There's Simple Ways, where AJ gets stuck in an unwanted love triangle between Rarity and her hipster crush. And her frustration and anger can be so easily interpreted as AJ finding herself in a terrible position; the girl she loves wants another man, and that man wants her.

I dunno. I've always had a preference for opposites attract ships, but Rarijack's stuck with me like a brain worm because they have the perfect chemistry. The way they show they care, or do things for each other, I've always read it as the truest representation of romance in the show.

[fistfuloflightning]

…the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked, and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring.

Arwen for the MXTX-Tolkien remix

[aroaceleovaldez]

Not to get pedantic (oh who am i kidding that’s most of this blog) but I am genuinely fascinated by the potential applications of the established canon in HoO and TOA that the gods canonically have both historic and regional forms, and can appear as specific versions of those forms and have kids of those specific forms, which influence what powers the kid has/what pantheon they fall under/etc etc (and also the implication that demigods can be born under multiple forms of a singular deity). This is somewhat backed up even earlier in the first series when we’re told that Percy has earthquake powers because of his father being Poseidon “The Earthshaker” (which is Mycenaean Poseidon) - which could also tie into why Percy generally takes leadership roles, is hopping in and out of the Underworld a lot, and is apparently particularly powerful for even just a Big 3 kid, since all that would line up with Mycenaean Poseidon being generally put at the head of the pantheon and also being a chthonic deity.

Now this gets really interesting when we start looking at deities being combined and conflated, because a.) the Romans weren’t the only ones doing that and b.) the Romans had their own gods originally, they didn’t just take the Greek ones and slap a new name on them. They merged a lot with their own preexisting deities alongside adopting worship of deities from other cultures as the Romans spread (and the Greeks also did this), and c.) the ancient Greeks and Romans did exist at the same time.

Like, we know in terms of the Greeks and Romans that if their godly parents are “equivalent” then their demigod children are siblings, just like if Greek demigods have the “same” godly parent then they are also siblings. However, very few Greco-Roman gods are one-to-one, and a lot are like three gods in a trench coat, and then if you want to get into historical forms then you can start running into weird things like “Well, if you go back far enough, these two Greek gods may have originated from the same thing-” and also if we’re talking historical forms, again, the Greeks and Romans existed at the same time! Which means there would be historic forms of godly parents that are both Greek and Roman! So like, where do we go from there? Would Hazel be equally siblings to a child of Plutus as she is to Nico because both Hades and Plutus were conflated into Pluto? Orcus was also conflated with Pluto - does that mean when Nico killed Bryce Lawrence, he was killing his half-brother? (cause then that parallels just a couple chapters later when Will faces off against Octavian-) Are there demigods who, depending on their godly parents’ form(s), are technically both a Greek and Roman demigod? If Hermes and Pan possibly originated from the same god, does that mean all the satyrs are siblings with the Hermes kids? If we want to get into all the nonsense of Dionysus’ origins and Zagreus and Hades, does that mean Nico is technically siblings with Dionysus kids? Does Dionysus joke about this during their therapy sessions? Are some demigods in certain cabins siblings with kids in other cabins but each others’ siblings aren’t siblings depending on what form their godly parents were in?

I have a headache now.

[grandcovenant]

carlo's inherent tragedy as a character means that if he hadn't died young he would've gone through something worse. the horrifying realization that he inherited his father's personality <3

[mugentakeda]

fics that give a glimpse to irohs occasionally deeply strange inner machinations and dependency on his nephews wellbeing hit like crack... Like this is the best. it doesnt get much better than this. worlds most sane uncle guy

[jewishbarbies]

of course, being a child, you believe your parents when they tell you things like the republicans aren’t racist and why wouldn’t you? dad has black friends and you don’t know what racism is or what it feels like. they tell you being gay is new and it’s a sin but we’re such good people that we don’t care as long they don’t act like they’re gay around us. and it’s easy to believe when your parents have such fun stories with openly gay friends and you don’t know what homophobia feels like.

then you grow up.

you’re allowed to see a bit more of the world and other republicans don’t look like mom and dad. other republicans are mad they can’t say the N word, hate the idea of a black president because to them black means incompetent, and they vote against gay marriage. they hate mexicans and say indigenous people should’ve fought harder and believe muslims are all terrorists. mom and dad never said that.

then you start to see your parents a little differently. you realize that your mom has such a visceral reaction to gay people on tv not because it’s a sin, but because they’re gay and she’s homophobic irregardless of your religion. you ask her and she says she wouldn’t like it even if god himself came down and said it was okay. your dad starts being more open with you about the things he texts his co workers because he think you’ll laugh, but every mean and crude joke is soaked in obvious racism. he makes comments a lot about black people being entitled when someone mentions equal rights and complains mexicans stole his job because he didn’t qualify for a job he wasn’t owed.

for once in your life you actually get to talk to people of color and the queer community and even get to know your own as a jew. and you don’t understand. you can’t understand why your parents are scared of them and why your mom hates who you are and your dad belittles people of your faith. nothing makes sense. who are these people? are these really the people that raised you? how could they lie to your face while also telling you the truth?

and it hurts. your bones ache and you can’t breathe and you just wanna go home, but you are home. you are home, they raised you, and this is your life now. you know now republicans are not good people and your parents are republicans. and if they knew who you were, they would hate you, too. you know it’ll feel better someday, you like knowing you’re a better person now. but your parents are dead and no one ever taught you how to dig a grave.

[justablah56]

thought about Marco and Grant again . help .

[cosmicterrorthe8th]

Another Grant headcanon:

I think he wrote love notes when in relationships, and he went all out with like making the paper scented and stuff. But like he had no good perfume so he ended up using his horrible body spray. So like the lucky boyfriend would like find a paper reeking of the body spray like every once in a while.

Also I think he was someone who fell deep into romance because having a crush and feeling butterflies in his stomach was better than numbness. So he would pursue every crush even if he knew it would not end well because of the thrill of it. I think this sucked but I think he atleast felt like this is a normal way for life to suck.

[oneafter909]

his jewish boy vibes were so insane like this is literally my second cousin yuri garisonsky and he posts his shitty diaspora poetry on instagram to get pussy

[vaguely-concerned]

travis matagot just -- the very concept of him unlocks something deep and feral in my brain, even aside from all the changeling stuff. an angel looked upon you once as a child and, after seeing every possible thread and pathway of the man you will grow into one day, said 'I see no sin here' even as its holy flames consumed your screaming parents and the town around you. that angel, having stumbled head over heels to earth after killing god, later deliberately loses their name to you in a card game so the eyes of heaven can't find them. you and the angel have proceeded to annoy the everloving FUCK out of each other for centuries because you just keep. bumping. into each other!!!! through the power of like Narrative and also simply being two of the only people who've even been around that long. you've kept their name for them this whole time and never breathed a word of it, even though they seemingly never even explained why they wanted to lose it in the first place. you've sworn to die together or not at all.

what if you met an eldritch horror as a child and then became their best (and most irritating) friend/life partner/frenemy/perpetual thorn in their side (affectionate). I'm obsessed with this idea of being divinely judged as unworthy of damnation so early in your life and having to have that in the back of your head forever even as your self-loathing and trauma start piling up over the centuries and you have done so many shitty things along the way. like. is he trying to prove them wrong. is that part of his whole thing about trying to escape the narrative. or is it to prove that 'no actually awful things happen to me because I'm awful, you got it wrong from the start (fuck you btw)' because at least that feels like a choice, like some kind of control to hold on to? what is going on here travis. what the fuck

[uygfiug]

1, 33 and 70 for the ✨horrible✨ ask game

1. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? No, not at all. My father avoids me most of the time, out of guilt, I think. When we all have dinner together we just pretend nothing's going on, though. I get along really well with my parent & we talk about equality & human rights & stuff a lot, but they've also put the responsibility of caring for my brother on me, and now complains to me about how they feel like they're 'neglecting' my little brother. So you know, that kinda fucks it all.

33. Do you have trust issues? Not really, but I used to & I still have a hard time opening up fully, but I do trust my friends not to secretly hate me, so that's something :) I do also have a habit of casually talking about trauma, but never the things that still really get to me :)

70. Is there anyone you would die for? Yeah :) My friends & brothers :) I have a tendency to sacrifice myself for others benefit already, so I really wouldn't be surprised if I did end up giving my life for someone. I'm trying to be better about that now, ever since I almost fainted from skipping breakfast, so my brothers could eat more & then forgetting lunch.

[bixels]

The idea that uni protesters are "elitist ivy-league rich kids larping as revolutionaries" on Twitter and Reddit and even here is so fucking funny to me if you actually know anything about the student bodies at these unis. Take it from someone who's going to one of the biggest private unis in the US, 80% of the peers I know are either from the suburbs or an apartment somewhere in America, children of immigrants, or here on a student visa. I've heard about one-percenter students, but I've never met one in person. Like, don't get me wrong, the institution as a whole is still very privileged and white. I've talked with friends and classmates about feeling weird or dissonant being here and coming from such a different background. But in my art program, I see BIPOC, disabled, queer, lower-income students and faculty trying to deconstruct and tear that down and make space every day. So to take a cursory glance at a crowd of student protesters in coalitions that are led by BIPOC & 1st/2nd-gen immigrant students and HQ'd in ethnic housings and student organizations and say, "ah. children of the elite." Get real.

[crimescrimson]

Chloe Price in Life Is Strange (2015)

[peanut-butter-and-theatre]

I think about Rich taking Jeremy to visit the cemetery on mother's day because Jeremy really has nowhere else to go. They sit there in front of a headstone, and usually this activity is a silent one, and Rich would like it to be silent, but Jeremy, the impulse-talker, asks about her. What'd she look like? Did she look like you? What's her favorite color? Is that why you brought those flowers? Did she like candy? What was she like? "She was... good." Jeremy doesn't know how to shut up when he's nervous, and it's kind of annoying, but Rich answer his questions. She, uh, looked more like my brother but I have her eyes. Her favorite color was peach because she didn't want to choose between orange and pink. She had joked that she wanted to be buried under a tree of these flowers. I think she liked candy more than I did as a kid. He starts telling stories. (This one time at the dentist... There was this one halloween block party... And she told my uncle...)He tells stories, and it's, like, majorly therapeutic. He is so used to coming here alone and talking to, most likely, nothing but himself. He's gotten so accustomed to keeping his grief, her memory, to himself. He knows exactly where he picked up that habit. He talks and talks, he remembers memories he had almost forgotten about. He hears Jeremy say that she sounds wonderful. He says, "She was." He looks up, away from her grave, and Jeremy is crying. "What's wrong?" "I'm just... I'm, uh, I'm— Dude, I'm sorry you lost her." Rich isn't stupid. And he invited Jeremy here for a reason. "I'm sorry yours... sucks super bad." I think about them. I think they are two sides of a weird coin. I don't know if it's the same coin, but it's some weird fuckin coins

[marsbotz]

btw this is what i mean by the weirdddd kinda sus dru scene. the brooding. plus a funny subtitle typo