#idk if anything i ever say makes sense

[t-u-i-t-c]

Yanma and Rita Rambles Below

Recently I’ve been thinking about how similar Rita and Yanma are in some aspects, but also how different they are. I think that there’s a lot to be said about how they present themselves, express emotion, the things they cherish, etc.

In the case of parallels, I find that Yanma and Rita are both very devoted to their roles as kings. It’s not really as simple as they are just kings, but it’s the fact that Yanma asserts his authority when questioned/when making decisions, and Rita bases their entire life around their position. I think that Yanma working his way up to royalty does make him proud but at the same time, he has a great amount of pressure on him. When he is faced with the possibility of losing his people, he chooses to save his people over the land initially. When Shiokara points out that this is against who Yanma is, Yanma asserts that he’s the king and his responsibility is to the people. It isn’t Yanma’s care for his people that made them so loyal to him though, it’s his determination and his devotion to staying at the top. Without said determination and devotion, he is another person that is unfamiliar to the people. Yanma has to realize that he’s part of the community so that he can rationally be led to the conclusion that he needs to protect his kingdom, even if a miracle has to occur.

 With Rita, it is similar, as they believe that they must remain neutral in all matters, and in doing that they must also go through hardships alone. Morfonia points out that asking for help won’t hurt in a dire situation and that Rita is cared for. Rita needs to hear this to be able to allow themself to rationalize teaming up with the others and fighting against the opposition as a unit. In a sense, both Yanma and Rita are aware of their positions and are determined to make the decision that would be right for a king/judge, but by doing so they are going against what they need and who they are as individuals.

I do feel that Yanma and Rita differ more than they relate, as I feel that their senses of individuality and community cause them to have very different ways of presenting themselves and interacting with those around them. As mentioned prior, Yanma cares deeply for his people, and his kingdom is based on teamwork/community. Yanma having a sense of community allows him to openly care for his people and prioritize them, while also having a support system to help keep him on track. While Yanma is obviously the king, it is clear that he has help and is not opposed to asking for help from his peers in his time of need. While Yanma still presents himself as cool and confident, he is also really afraid of losing what he has and I think that speaks more to his struggle to get to the top than about basic insecurity. Yanma knows his kingdom is devoted to him and that’s what makes him scared of losing them and makes him act irrationally in the face of dire circumstances. In short, Yanma has a community and a sense of individuality that sets him apart from others.

When it comes to Rita, there is a looming feeling of coldness and solitude that never seems to fade. In their position they are expected to be neutral and in a way that makes them unable to express themself to those around them, as having a semblance of individuality may make them waver in their place. Rita expresses how they somewhat wish they could go off the book, as they wanted to sentence a scalper to death, but that they need to remain neutral. Rita would not express these thoughts and feelings to others, as asking for help seems to be something they feel would make them look less impartial. Rita in a sense is so focused on their position, that they lock away their individuality and it makes them seem more sure of themself but it also makes others think that Rita is fine on their own. When Rita needs to decompress they lock themself away and when they need to release stress they scream, these practices are a bit jarring to people around them, (the screaming more than the room, as the Moffun room hasn’t been seen by the others on the team) but they’re the only outlet that Rita has where they don’t explain things or have to show people parts of themself that should remain hidden for the sake of impartiality. This is not helped by the fact that Rita’s position as a judge makes them a target for many people’s hatred, as Rita is unable to have a support system within their community while also feeling that they shouldn’t ask for help from the one person who is by their side, Morfonia. In short, Rita doesn’t have the opportunity to express themself and does not have a community to lean on, so they are often left alone, even though it seems as though they do need help and someone to talk to.

TLDR:

Yanma and Rita are very devoted to their positions, and this is both their strength and weakness- prioritizing certain aspects of their positions makes them go against who they are/what they need

Yanma has a community and is an individual- is scared of losing his support system, but is able to express himself openly most of the time

Rita doesn’t have a community and does not have a sense of individuality, due their need to remain neutral- feels that they cannot ask for help, nor can they express themself as they must remain impartial in all aspects

[luck-of-the-drawings]

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saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.

[mwagneto]

HAAANK DON'T GET MAD AT SCIFI FOR NOT MAKING SENSE HAAAAANK !!! IT'S A METAPHOR FOR REAL LIFE THAT'S MEANT TO MAKE YOU ASK QUESTIONS HANK YOU DON'T NECESSARILY HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THE EXACT MECHANICS!!!! HAAAANK

[jerreeeeeee]

as much as i enjoy the more wholesome fantasy high parents like jawbone and sklonda and the thistlesprings there’s something so compelling and achingly real about bill seacaster that makes him my favorite. he and fabian have a relationship that is so deeply unhealthy and entrenched in distorted ways of viewing other people and parenthood and the world, and yet is so fiercely and undeniably loving. like, is bill seacaster a good dad? what does being a good dad even mean for someone like bill? bill seacaster has such unrealistic and toxic expectations of fabian and a myopic, entirely self-centered way of relating to him for most of his life, and yet, you truly get the sense that even if fabian disappoints him again and again and never steps out of his shadow and never becomes the man bill wants him to be, bill will never love him any less than completely and unconditionally. bill seacaster is a man who has built his entire life and sense of identity around doing whatever he wants and never facing consequences and never thinking about anyone else. bill seacaster becomes disappointed in his son. and he finds the idea of that so unacceptable that, instead of demanding that fabian meet his expectations, bill loves him so much that he reconsiders his entire concept of himself and the purpose of his life, and he grows. a man whose legacy and identity was based around selfishness and narcissism and unwillingness to bend, and fabian makes him change.

[whisperinggbreeze]

"Has anyone here heard of a god known as the Crown Prince of Xianle?"

Silence.

"Where did you hear that name?" A voice asked sharply. It belonged to General Xuan Zhen.

"I read it in a scroll, and I was curious why I'd never heard of such an interesting figure," Hua Cheng replied smoothly. "It seems like everyone is in the know except me."

General Xuan Zhen scoffed. "If by 'interesting figure,' you mean 'pain in the ass,' then sure. Be glad you've never heard of him. Don't mention him again."

[jewishcissiekj]

I love (hate) how Dark Disciple Clone Wars arc & the book acknowledged Asajj's character and depth like once or twice then called it a day. They did not care for her other than that, she was only there to uplift Quinlan's character the rest of it

Now this. This right here. It could've been everything. This is probably my favorite moment from that godawful arc/book. But nooooo a moment later Quinlan shows up and ruins my life like every time and Asajj almost dies 2 times because ofc

[motherforthefamicom]

happy 35th anniversary mother 1!!!!!! love this game 2 death <3

[dailykugisaki]

Day 347 | id in alt

Kugisaki hasn't been around Gojo enough to gaf about him LMAO.

[mokeonn]

Honestly, having multiple older customers at my job encourage me to vote by telling me that "it's between freedom (trump) or socialism (harris)" or some other "vote trump" talking point has genuinely encouraged me to vote far more than any "vote blue" posts on this hellsite ever have. Like fuck yeah I'll vote for socialism cheers comrade

[hsslilly-blog]

shirt with a heart and child of divorce written on top but then there’s a picture of huntclaire. you wouldnt get it. i do

[skunkes]

doing figure drawing studies because i know thats what i should be doing right now but also ive been in a very insane deranged state for the past 2 months that leaves me like this whenever i look at a man for too long

[unknownarmageddon]

“say it for me. just once.”

cross traced a finger along killer’s jaw, drawing him closer with a guiding pressure and he breathed against him, “why?”

killer met him with his own whisper, a kiss of his words on cross’s teeth, “because, if you’re the last one i’ll ever be held by, and kissed by, and if its just us and us by ourselves in this hellhole… i want to hear it. just once.”

the words killer asked for were lodged in his throat, always there lately. on the cusp of being let out, but held down firmly, and ignored. better left untouched, the warmth between them met with accepting silence.

killer’s kiss was simple enough for cross to follow, the minimal space between them warmed and humming with the equal echoes of their magic. sometimes, it felt like cross’s soul was hooked on it, always so eager to answer the call of killer’s magic.

and yet, eager as it was, his tongue was not.

he hesitated.

killer kissed him again, loosening his tongue into a more pliant state.

it wouldnt mean anything, nothing that wasnt already felt, if he said it, it wasnt an earthshattering sentence, but it felt like one. cross opened his mouth, the words there, and lodged again, and killer chuckled, his teeth nipping against cross’s jaw, but it wasnt mocking.

it was fond, unbearably fond, and cross swallowed, still tasting killer on his tongue as he whispered into the warm air between them.

“i love you.”

killer kissed him again, and cross let him, let killer chase the words to their source, and he relished in the feel of him, the taste, the scent, and perhaps it wasnt so hard to say it when it felt so starkly true.

he couldnt give killer the world, no, that was a time lost, an opportunity stolen, but he just knew, from the way their magic sparked together with every kiss, that admitting his love was, to killer, perhaps even more valuable than a world.

the world was theirs already, theirs alone. it felt like that, anyways, less like a gift and more like an inheritance.

killer gave a snort when cross’s finger tickled the inside of killer’s ribs, and cross pressed his face to killer’s shoulder, inhaling slowly.

the world was gone, but that didnt matter as much when he had his own little world, his own home, here in his arms. a world was his and his alone, and he was his, too.

but, it didnt hurt to add a little sugar on top when sweet midnight kisses couldnt be enough for tonight.

cross whispered it again, like it was a secret, and he understood, a little, why killer asked to hear it to begin with.

there was nothing like it, hearing it spoken, such weighted words now that nothing else mattered, and cross got it.

killer whispered it back, just as secretive, just as unsteady, and the warm thrill that spurred in cross’s soul, sending his magic surging with fond affection, well.

he gets it.

…he’ll probably just kiss killer next time he asks for it, because he’d rather occupy his mouth with killer’s voice rather than his own. thats what they did best most nights anyways.

-p anon

OHHHH MY GODDDDDDD

[artanogon]

thinking more about being trans

[harryforvogue]

my fiancé when he wants to ask me a spicy question is so funny because he treats it like he's being interrogated by the CIA and i know he's doing it to be respectful and not scare me away (which i really appreciate because i do have a fear of sexual intimacy) but man just ask me what i'm into!!!!!!! I LOVE U I WANT TO DO THINGS WITH YOU!!!!! ASK ME ABOUT THEM

[fruityumbrella]

ruining the romance of an "ive never loved anyone more than i love you" confession from zoro by needing to tack on "well, okay, except for luffy, but you get it right?"

[karinaing]

I JUST REWATCHED PIWON MOVIE AND I HAVE THINGS TO SAY