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leaving the hospital in the morning & i finally get to go back to wales & i can’t wait i rly can’t - the belgians i’ve met have been wonderful [for the most part] but the rape has me panicking even seeing the roads and the buildings
#diary#literally everyone else was wonderful except for the HOTEL EMPLOYEES THAT REFUSED TO HELP ME FIND MY WAY BACK TO THE HOSTEL & THE GUY THAT#DENIED HAVING A PHONE TO SHOW ME A MAP AFTER THE RAPE#shoutout to school children love yall so much they’re so polite & also the amazing older DJ that was talking to us at the irish pub prior to#us going back to the hostel & me leaving w the tall friendly man - i’ve his number & i told him i was going to text him bc he was going to#host an underground rave at an abbey but couldn’t make it bc i’ve been in the hospital since monday#i’ll come back to ghent sometime - i just need to. get over the trauma lol#i still have his number ! he rolled a j w me - he’s such a saint#i’m just a chatter i love talking to people despite being introverted#i wouldn’t go OUT OF MY WAY TO SPEAK but if they come up to ME i’m WELL OPEN#which he did he’s so sweet & also the old homosexuals i was smoking w & gave me info on the drug culture here bc i was curious & also the#tall belgian that took me to those few bars & we chatted abt belgium and how ghent is changing#i wish i were able to actually continue w the rest of our group for the site visit but honestly it#it just wasn’t going to happen#i can’t even go back to the hostel without shaking and panicking#my darlings kp & omar know everything & everything is ok i love them so much - the group we are w have all been wonderful bar like the 4#that made their own clique but they’re all boring anyway so they can fuck off lol#THE OTHER 9 ….. STAN#well 7 bc omar & kp i alrdy stan & they know#i’m just telling everyone it was an assault and robbery bc everyone knows something is up bc i walked into the hostel at 9a & nobody knew#where i was bc my phone was dead & i couldn’t tell anyone & also i was probably drugged honestly#i don’t even know my guess is rohypnol#god fuck that guy fuck that guy so much oh my god i swear if i see him again …. bro ur not living im not afraid of european prison in the#fuckin slightest i don’t give a shit
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Tick Tock, Teddy-Bear.
#the bastards box wasn’t enough I had to trap this fucker in a hour glass#IM NEVER RENDERING GOLD AGAIN IN MY LIFE I DIDNT LEARN THE FIRST TIME-#anyway guess who’s not dead. sorry I disappeared for a hot sec as you might be able to deduce this one took a while#also life happened lol. I was doing this inbetween uni work a social life and being ill.#I’m not going to reveal how long this one took because I’m genuinly ashamed I put so much time into drawing Ted fucking Spankoffski#just know this might be the most amount of time and effort Iv ever put into a artwork in my entire life#I’m not too mad about it actually because I wanted to make one final big artwork before I turn 20#ted spankoffski#theodore spankoffski#starkid#team starkid#starkid productions#starkid fanart#fanart starkid#time bastard#starkid time bastard#time bastard nightmare time#nightmare time#starkid nightmare time#hatchetfield nightmare time#nmt#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#hatchetfield universe#fanart#my art
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Being a batfam fan is funny because people will make a post like “here’s my headcanon-“ and it’s just something that’s directly canon to the story then post about major canon events and get everything wrong.
#this post was inspired by me remembering the experience of reading death in the family#after only knowing the fanbase version and realizing oh none of that shit happened okay#like girl you don’t understand it’s so bad#Jason wasn’t even fired as Robin#He’s not accused of murdering anyone by Bruce#He’s not trying to prove himself at all he’s just looking for his mom#The reason Bruce didn’t go after him right away is because he was tracking down a goddamn nuke the Joker stole#Then after he finds it and handles the problem he helps Jason track down moms 2 and 3#Also Jason died in like 20 minutes?? even less??#He died in less time than it took his mother to smoke a cigarette#Bruce literally went ‘wait here I’ll be right back’ and was gone for less time than a trip to the grocery store#and then you go into the Jason Todd tag and they act like Bruce pulled the damn trigger on him#Like besties I don’t know how to tell you this he basically did everything right he possibly could have#Even him benching Jason from Robin temporarily happens so that he can get Jason into therapy about his trauma#Like the whole point is that neither of them did anything wrong bad shit just sometimes happens#That’s the tragedy. The drama.#Bruce couldn’t have made better choices in the position he was in and Jason was never going to make different ones#It was inevitable#Anyway rant over please read death in the family before I lose my mind#batfam#batman#jason todd#tim drake#dick grayson#damian wayne#bruce wayne
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it’s actually so wild to me that this fairly quirky YA type show gave both of its main characters deaths that can, in one way or another, solidly be considered hate crimes. they were both flat out murdered as a result of being A) gay and effeminate or B) brown (south asian, specifically) and you could argue whether or not those kids thought of it that way in the moment or whatever but the bottom line is that they would not have been in the situations that killed them if they weren’t of their respective minorities. like legitimately that is a ballsy choice for this kind of netflix show, let alone for the two Main Characters, and i respect it big time
#rambling#i think about this a lot#you could brush charles’ off as a hate crime by proxy since it was in response to him Stopping a hate crime#but that would be stupid. like you think what happened to him would’ve happened if he was white? doubtful#as a mixed person the way i see it is that in that moment- when he protected that pakistani kid- he went from being tolerated#by being/acting just white enough and with enough other jock traits to sort of fit in amongst them#to all at once proving to them that no- he is in fact The Other. he isn’t one of us he’s one of Them.#and as such what happened to him would’ve been a bonafide hate crime. even if they were to give an excuse like ‘he got in our way’ or ‘he#made a fool out of us’ or whatever else. even if those boys didn’t fully UNDERSTAND the racism in their own intentions/actions#it still would be. because that would not have happened to a white boy. period#anyway. genuinely fascinating choice they made with the way they presented his death- especially considering it was not#remotely similar in the comics. neither of them had the hate crime aspect going on really up til yockey’s narrative choices#so props to him. man’s got balls#dead boy detectives#charles rowland#edwin payne#edit: I will say that I don’t think the boys in edwin’s case technically murdered him nor would I call them murderers#because I can’t imagine a single one of them actually thought that ritual was gonna do anything more than make him piss himself#it was still hate-based bullying. like they still absolutely did what they did because he’s visibly effeminate and easily clickable#and all in all: gay. but when I say edwin was murdered I don’t really mean by those boys. I mean those boys dragged him into the situation#(kicking and screaming) that GOT him murdered by a demon. and he would not have been in that position if not for being gay.#I’ll say it again because last time I talked about this someone got real pissy in my inbox: I am not excusing the actions of the boys that#got him killed nor am I saying what they did wasn’t based in homophobia. i am just clarifying that they didn’t intend on killing anyone or#think whatsoever that someone getting killed was even a possibility (as opposed to charles’ killers who definitely had to have thought he#could be killed even if that might not have been the premeditated goal of every boy involved)#but the fact that edwin was ultimately intentionally killed by a demon counts as murder to me#someone killed him on purpose. that’s murder#the demon probably didn’t give a shit about this human teenager’s sexuality but regardless he ended up there for being gay.#so. just. a clarification
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I love absurdly long and unhinged video essays like yes please tell me a nearly 6 hour long history of Kirsten the American Girl Doll whilst I crochet
#I wasn’t a Kirsten girlie I was a Samantha and Kit girlie so I’m going in nearly blind let’s hope this is fun 💀#video essay#youtube#american girl#kirsten larson#I know she celebrates St Lucia’s Day and probably could’ve stopped the donner party from happening if she had just tried hard enough smh
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“Prongs you are dating my brother.”
“What? Sirius what are you talking about, why are you even asking this?
“James, notice how I am not asking you a question. I am informing you, you are dating my brother.”
“Sirius what are you talking about me and Regulus are just friends”
“James, you haven’t had your morning run alone in months, you know his lunch orders from all the places around his office. He cooked you soup everyday when you were sick last month. You go on dates, Prongs.”
“We are friends! These are the things friends do and we do not go on dates!”
“James you literally went to the aquarium together just last weekend. That’s the gayest fucking shit you can do!”
“He wanted to see the new shark”
“James he was your plus one for Effie and Monty’s 30 year wedding anniversary”
“Oh my god I am dating Regulus. Fuck, what the fuck! Does he know? Wait does he even like me?”
“Well, considering you woke up from the couch with him on top of you this morning, i’d say it’s a pretty safe bet he does.”
“I should probably talk to him about this right?”
“Yeah I’d inform him on the recent developments. he is upstairs.”
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“Wait James, James don’t fuck my brother in my bed!!!!!!”
#this is how it happened btw#sirius was just so done with them#friends to lovers jeggy is so special#they would be sooooooooooooo#stupid and oblivious lmaooooo#this is just dialogue#i wasn’t assed to write anything more than that#going to the aquarium is literally epitome of#gay date#james potter#regulus black#james x regulus#marauders#dead gay wizards#jegulus#sirius black
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I feel like this last episode really has been such a big reminder that Jawbone is not in any way trained to be a guidance counselor. Is he amazing at his job yes he’s great he’s helped so many kids but he is not legally qualified, plus there’s the added factor of him only having the job because of a party of students who are currently at the school and his adoptive daughter stepdaughter and the kid whose been living with him for months all go there so he can’t be truly impartial in matters concerning them like he’s supposed to. Do I think he shouldn’t have the job no because he’s amazing at it otherwise but I do think that there should be a second counselor with no connections to any of the students
#I love sandra lynn and jawbone but that really is a conflict of interest#the bad kids can’t go to the guidance counselor because it’s not just going to the guidance counselor for them#especially since barons game with riz happened like how are you supposed to tell your friends dad you have trauma about them specifically#and he can’t properly help kids with problems with the bad kids because he’s biased because that’s his daughter! that’s his step kid!#it sucks that there is supposed to be a major safe space at school that the bad kids and the people close to them can’t take up#btw the second guidance counselor thing wasn’t my idea I saw somebody else say and they’re right!!#love jawbone to death I just think he needs to get like proper training#fhjy#fantasy high junior year#fantasy high#jawbone o'shaughnessey#autism (mads) speaks#dimension 20#d20#d20 fantasy high#dimension 20 fhjy
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“Ain’t turtles supposed to be endangered?”
“Only the ones who can’t do this!”
#TMNT 2012#raphael hamato#casey jones 2012#is your bestie really your bestie if the first time you laid eyes on them it wasn’t immediately on sight#rasey#it’s not ship art but also I want it in my rasey tag so#I am having so much fun drawing in the canon style I am but god did I need to do something in my own style again#it’s like when you get made to wear a fitted dress and everyone tells you you look nice and it’s perfect#but you feel self conscious and constricted and it’s not something you’d ever wear#I love learning from studying the different styles but I also miss just editing the designs and going off model#altering the brushes and colours to suit a vibe#this is messy gritty wrong and imperfect but that’s what made it fun and easy and I’m so happy with this you can all bite me#also this is the return of flat ass Casey#Lou jitsu’s moral enemy and opposite lmao#I am so normal about Raph and Casey honest#I don’t constantly think about the way he slams Jones on the car bonnet#just a normal short chunky dude with his lanky toll bestie that happens to have the worlds flattest ass
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Saxaphone player Gallagher has not left my mind since the jazz night art dropped AND THEN Robin saying Halovian’s innately have good voices and Sunday used to hum lullabies to her as kids happened in the 2.2 special program, and I’m sure you guys can see where my unfortunate Galladay heart is going with this.
Whoever decided to make this art, I love you. I hope your pillow is cool every night, you’re never stuck in traffic, and your water is refreshing with every sip.
Also the art of Sunday with the White Gentlemen drink in the S.P.A.R.K.L.E jazz night event has also spiraled into me delusionally thinking that’s his go to drink. Which is hilarious since Robin has hinted before that he seems to have a massive sweet tooth in her letters.
(Sunday how do you even make holding a drink menacing, Sunday please get some therapy-)
So imagine this:
Pre 2.0 Galladay, where they’re both wary and suspicious of each other but didn’t do anything outright. Sunday slowly began to visit Gallagher’s bar whenever he had time to observe the Hound, initially on the down low just to get a sense of what he was working with and what to keep an eye on. He always gravitated to that one corner booth that every bar had with the most privacy, and just stalked there for a few hours before leaving. (Smol menacing birb in a tree vibes)
Gallagher obviously knew that Sunday was doing this (even though everyone else seemed to somehow completely miss him, Gallagher wouldn’t be surprised if Sunday was doing some weird Harmony mind tricks), and after the first few “stakeouts,” he bit the bullet and actually approached the table to engage with Sunday, on the off chance this was some weird “test of loyalty” by the Halovian to see if the Hound would swallow his pride to serve his so-called masters.
Nothing terrible happened, but he remained passive-aggressively polite when serving him, and Sunday remained passive-aggressively cool-headed in response. There was some snark of what dear “sweet-toothed” Sunday would want at a bar, and an icy reply of “aren’t you the master drink smith? Why don’t you show me those skills you boasted about?” which led to Gallagher being petty and giving Sunday the White Gentlemen drink, both for the story behind it being such a metaphor for Sunday, and because it was on the more bitter side of alcoholic drinks.
Sunday wasn’t too against the drink; it wasn’t something he would have ordered if it had been his choice, but it wasn’t a bad drink by any means. He couldn’t help but continue to drink it even after Gallagher left his little hidey booth to go back to the main bar, but he’d never stoop so low as to complement the Hound. Of course, he never ordered anything else from then on, only White Gentleman. In fact, over time it seemed to slowly get better, the flavors grew on him, and he couldn't help but look forward to it during difficult nights in the Dreamscape.
If Gallagher tried to needle him into a different drink, Sunday just bit back a “oh? Admitting defeat? I thought this was your best drink for me?” with a little smirk while Gallagher had to use every bit of self-control to not punch him in the face.
As time went on, the bar slowly became a place Sunday frequented to not quite relax, but to get away from the hustle and bustle of Penacony and his duties as one of its main faces. The stresses slowly started piling up, especially with the Charmony fast approaching in a few months and all that came with it.
Gallagher didn’t seem to loosen up regarding his attitude with Sunday, but he did get better at shoving down the visceral hatred he had for everything to do with The Family and Sunday as time went on. He didn’t get soft with Sunday per se, but he definitely kept an eye out for him, and definitely knew when to cut off his drinks on days where it seemed that Sunday wasn’t all that there for their usual veiled comments towards one another when he went to serve him his drink.
It started small, with Sunday staying later and later until sometimes he was the last one to leave the bar to return to reality. Gallagher wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, still wasn’t quite sure this wasn’t some weird long-term test Sunday was devising, especially since he still seemed to be the same ruthless Family member, the same Head of the Oak Family, when Gallagher was working as a Bloodhound outside the bar. For some reason though, within the enclosed space of this strange sanctuary, it was almost peaceful between the two.
One night, there was something wrong when Sunday entered the bar during Gallagher’s shift. He saw a bit of a crowd near the small stage that was within eyesight of his little hidey booth, it seemed some of the musicians of the live band were arguing? He watched as Gallagher came over, seemed to try to speak with the group before honing in on one of the musicians who had been making the most noise and seemed to be about to get physical with the rest. Sunday watched as Gallagher picked up the musician by the scruff of their suit with one hand and carried them towards the doors and lightly tossed them out.
(It was the first time Sunday had actually seen Gallagher perform anything resembling the actual duty of a Bloodhound. It only hit him that he’d only ever seen the other when giving reports, orders, or at the bar. Why was this so shocking to him, he’d seen the man’s arms before, hard not to with his slovenly dress and messy clothing style, as if he couldn’t bother to hide away his imperfections from the world, not like Sunday who refused to be seen by the world, to dare to show one thing off about himself despite his countless failings- he’s getting far too distracted by one meager showing of strength, focus Sunday)
There had always been a live music segment. Sunday was curious to see what would happen with the band missing a member, but was distracted by Gallagher placing his usual White Gentlemen in front of him before heading back to the musicians without a single word to him. Gallagher took a moment to speak with the rest of the band, who seemed to be coming out of their shock and took on worried looks. Sunday could only watch in muted shock as Gallagher went behind the bar and came back with a case, opening it to reveal a saxophone. He then went on stage with the rest of the group, positioned himself further to the side and in the back amongst the shadows within Sunday’s line of sight, and played with the band for the rest of the night.
Sunday couldn’t look away.
He was frozen as he watched Gallagher seamlessly transition from song to song, taking only small breaks to continue serving the other patrons before heading back in. Sunday only remembered about his own drink when his gloves began to get wet from the ice melting into condensation on his glass.
Something felt off within Sunday, and for the first time since Robin’s debut, he couldn't help humming to the music of the band, music that wasn’t of his own sister’s making. He couldn’t help but remember those little concerts the two would have, taking care of his little sister, his only world. He would do anything to keep the Harmony, to keep their family going. When was the last time they truly spent time together? Before he became the Head of the Oak Family? Before he couldn't recognize his own smile?
He was so lost in his thoughts, in memories he thought he buried, that he didn’t realize that it was once again closing time, and he was once again the last one left. He only snapped out of it when Gallagher came by to grab his empty glass, only quirking a questioning brow at him before heading back to the bar.
Gallagher had been keeping a quiet eye on the Halovian that night from the back of the band, in the shadows he felt the most comfort in when in the Dreamscape of Penacony. He had watched Sunday’s eyes glaze over, and the only reason he hadn’t felt offended by the seeming disinterest was the look in the other man’s eyes reminding him of his own when he looked in the mirror. The same look of shame, regret, loss, longing, of the wishes to regain everything he had lost. The same look he strove to hide under every bit of the facade he had crafted of this new self, but came back all too often with every reference of the Family found within his prison in the Dreamscape.
Maybe it was the shared nostalgia within his own heart, that little bit of his true self that he thought died when the Family tore out everything that made him who he was, that made him return behind the bar and begin making Sunday another White Gentlemen, giving Sunday a small nod to beckon him over. He wasn’t expecting anything from it, and he masked his own surprise when Sunday actually left his little shelter to come and take a seat in front of him at the bar. Even while out of it, Gallagher made note of the quiet confidence the other still carried himself. Nothing seemed wrong to anyone else looking at him, only for the lost look in his eyes.
The first time in the many months that they’ve been skirting around each other, and finally they seemed to be face to face.
It was quiet as Gallagher made Sunday his usual drink, a drink he had been slowly changing over the months to be sweeter and sweeter that Sunday never quite seemed to notice, or if he did, he never said anything, only seeming to savor it more each subsequent night. Maybe not even Gallagher noticed his own changes to the drink, subtle as they were.
It was quiet as Sunday took the finished drink, and it was quiet as his eyes slid over the bartop to see the saxophone case laying open with the instrument inside. It was quiet as Gallagher followed his eyes, as he came out from behind the bartop to take the saxophone out and take a seat in a chair only one seat down from Sunday’s. It was quiet as Gallagher began to play to his audience of one.
It was quiet as Sunday quietly hummed along.
It was quiet as they both knew that it would not last.
OK yea so this was all because I heard ‘La vie en rose’ at the end of the Jazz night event and went “Damn I wish that’s Gallagher playing on his Sax” and then we spiraled.
Uh. Idk what it is with me having a small ship moment which then spirals into a full blown writing session. My mind blanked out and as I came to I find out that I made a whole ass little one shot over here then completely forgot about it WHOOPS
So yea, hope my fellow Galladay enjoyers… enjoyed! I think I’ve slowly begun to crave… not domestic or fluff per se from these two, but after every AO3 fic being super dark between them (which I get! They are the toxic yaoi kings of Penacony as of writing this, no one is denying that!) I think I want to see them be explored in a more melancholic sense. Not quite the “forbidden” love angle, but in the “damn we kinda have some parallels, and maybe in another life we could have gotten along but there’s too much baggage and anger, both historically and currently to really even try anything”
I have this feeling this may not be the last time I write about these two… is Galladay going to be the ship that gets me to actually use my AO3 account?
#hsr#honkai star rail#hsr gallagher#hsr sunday#galladay#idk what I’m doing anymore#they’ve kinda taken over my mind#shoutout to that one ao3 fic where both of them go “’this wasn’t supposed to happen’ as they’re making out#that’s the exact vibes I’m feeling when I think about these two pre-relationship#of course we don’t run away from angst in this ship#everything follows exactly up until the 2.1 end credits scene#let’s see what happens in 2.2#I NEED ANSWERS#ALSO MISHA#I WANNA THROW GALLAGHER AND MISHA’S KINDA WHOLESOME RELATIONSHIP IN HERE TWO#idk wtf is going on there#but until 2.2 explains#Gallagher is misha’s weird drunk uncle/dad figure#it adds more comedy to Galladay whether Sunday knows of/can see Misha or not either way#oof new writing idea#next time#I need to work on tagging#this is just another post all on its own#marrapost
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I thought a lot about Hob meeting Death for the first time and of course they’re hitting it off straight away … but what if instead of Dream it’s Hob who accompanies Death while she’s working? Just because he’s a curious brother-in-law and none of the Endless can say no to his pleading cow eyes.
He witnesses how calm and peaceful it can be to leave the living world behind with someone as gentle as Dreams sister to guide someone’s soul.
It scares Dream; what if Hob decides he wants to end his life after all?
But in reality it heals a part of Hob that he never was able to piece back together before.
Eleanor. Robyn. The baby that never got the chance to take its first breath. His memories are still painful, still make him tear up.
But seeing Death do her job makes him feel … grateful. Knowing that she was with them at the end of their days, smiling at them, taking their hands, holding them in her arms.
It also makes him appreciate life even more and he promises to enjoy every single day as much as humanly possible.
#the sandman#dreamling#hob gadling#dream of the endless#death of the endless#I just loved that episode so much#I’m so damn scared of death#not of dying but death itself#like what’s going to happen? I can’t just fucking disappear into nothingness?!#but that episode calmed me sooo much#the idea of someone so gentle greeting you at the end of your life#that episode was just gold and it helped me so much#my mom died early of cancer and the thought that she wasn’t alone played over and over in my head#thought that maybe hob felt the same when he thought about the ones he lost#anyway I’m rambling#kirby howell baptiste
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☆ @sketchbookweek — take 2 ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ day 3 — hurt/comfort ! ☆
Pov you’re not used to being the one getting the comfort
#yeeaaah I kinda fudged it cause I didn’t feel like drawing angst#they’ve been through enoughhh especially Jo LMAO#but hey johanna got hurt! and Kaisa’s helping her! it counts! trust me!#also I swear I’m not intending to keep putting Johanna in this outfit it just happened to work better for what I was going for here#and it was too late to give Kaisa an alt outfit too by the time I realised lol#ALSO OMG yous know how I said yesterday I wasn’t happy with my colours atm. I’m happy with these ones!#had fun with em#and this piece was kinda a return to form for me - I did the ol no lineart just sketch technique#and I like this piece a lot as a result#gotta go back to doing that more often#anyways this pose kicked my ass#hilda#hilda the series#netflix hilda#hilda netflix#art#my art#digital art#fanart#doodle#drawing#Kaisa hilda#Hilda kaisa#Johanna hilda#Hilda johanna#kaisanna#sketchbook#sketchbook ship#sketchbook week#sketchbook week 2024
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Catching up on the last two chapters of blades and catching up on fan art of my Favorite Man 🩵
#when I tell you I had the sketch for this for MONTHS#they should cancel university while blades is airing it should be the law#today I woke up and my tyril senses sensed that something has happened and I woke up with an urge to draw idk#maybe I just missed him#ugh look at him he’s so gorgeous he’s everything to me#I’m about to go read now bye#blades of light and shadow#playchoices#tyril starfury#my art#I would’ve spammed the shit out of yall if it wasn’t for acade
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I’ve been doing some stream of consciousness thoughts re: Akechi and I think my final opinion on that whole situation is just… it sucks.
Like I’m not going to say “woe is he” or anything because boy, what are you doing. What the hell are you doing. You doomed yourself!!! Because of your own stupid pride!!! Akechi.
But I’m not going to say “cool motive still murder” either because. Can you imagine. Being that lonely and that hungry for anything resembling affection and pride in your person that you’d shatter yourself into pieces just to find a shard that they like best because you’ve grown up being told again and again that you are unwanted and unloveable as you are. Fundamentally. And all you have is this singular drive that makes you feel worse and worse about who you actually are inside so you double down on your fake image because at least fickle fame is better than nothing and it’s all you’re going to get at this point, but at the same time this drive is also the one thing you feel you’ve had any power to determine or enact, and you did it all yourself when the world expected nothing of value from you, so yeah, of course you’d pursue it harder to the point of violently self-destructing - only for that all to get wrenched away with “you never fooled me and I was just puppeteering you all along and I never needed you”, pulling the rug out from under your vengeful purpose, your autonomous image, and your starved core desire, all at once. And then your asshole dad’s twisted headspace image of you shoots you point blank.
He dooms himself because he thought he was already doomed. Caught up in a cycle of cruelty to both himself and others, that he saw no point in trying to escape from, and didn’t want to, because it would mean relinquishing the (it turns out) quite fragile image he’d painstakingly built up. He’s a product of his environment, which led to him making god-awful choices, which in turn trapped him in a worse environment. How many people have died here or become grievously injured as a result of it all.
What do I even do with this. It just all around sucks.
#storyrambles#yeah sorry I’m probably not going to shut up about akechi for awhile.#p5 writers really said here’s a scene in which so many things will happen all at once. anyways. moving on#and I’m still here like WAITWAITWAIT just hold on a minute!!!#tbh I think they shouldn’t have dropped it all at once… things were foreshadowed nicely but I just kind of wish everything to do with#akechi wasn’t just in like. two scenes. I think he should’ve been more of a presence in shido’s palace#would’ve made the ‘yeah I don’t actually need you’ so much worse#or maybe set things up with his cognitive self somehow? idk. just wish it wasn’t dumped on us all at once#though I guess it kind of made the audience feel like the thieves and joker would’ve.#confused on how to feel. upset and shocked. frustrated. etc.#story plays persona 5#p5r#goro akechi
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Psst. Did I mention I’m a Batjokes enthusiast? 🍷🗿
#LISTEN I WAS CRAZY ABOUT THEM EVER SINCE I WAS A KID#not CRAZY CRAZY#cuz I wasn’t that interested in dc#But ever since the LEGO batman movie I always knew they had something going on#My poor bf just happened to mention them yesterday#and it awakened something in me so I rewatched the LEGO batman movie#hooooo my god#I’m so normal about the idea of if joker ever kissed Batman#there’d be literal lipstick marks#batjokes#lego batjokes#lego batman#lego joker#dc#bruce Wayne#batman#joker#art#my art#fanart#HRRRGHNNN#also Batman pretends to be homophobic because#He doesn’t wanna admit he’s gay#And to the clown Prince of all people
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i think the thing that gets me so bad with this last episode is that there was no consequences. everyone came back unharmed. like they fought a god of death and he was gone in like thirty minutes and everyone is vibing while eating pizza??
#my opinions sorry LMAOO#i just#idk#it gets me because this was meant to be a big bad#and i keep thinking about how everyone came back alive in the same episode#again just my opinion#doctor who#mine#fifteenth doctor#sutekh#ruby sunday#also all that build up for her mom and she was just some random person who happened to point at a sign#like what#it just…#it felt lazy to me?#also david tennant seventeen was just chilling with donna?? LIKE#i still liked the episode#or i liked parts#for the last twenty minutes i was just in shock because it felt so inconsequential 🤷#ALSO KATES DEATH?? i was immediately like… oh they are coming back#so i wasn’t even sad 😭#i keep going back to season one in 2005#they had this huge threat of the daleks… they KILLED people and sacrifices had to be made to have a good outcome#which is how doctor who goes so often#but somehow in this episode everyone was relatively fine#AGAIN THE GOD OF DEATH#they brought them BACK so i am meant to think they were strong enough to be a threat twice but everyone was fine#they just got blipped (like marvel HELP me) for like an hour
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had a thought this morning that Eddie could’ve broken up with Marisol in 7x05 and his 7b storyline would’ve still been the exact same 💀
#Eddie still could’ve lied about who he was seeing and where he was going#bc he knew he was walking down a dangerous path and knew what Buck’s reaction would’ve been if he told him#buck or Carla could’ve walked in on him with Chris#and everything would’ve still happened the same way#bc it wasn’t even about her in the end!!!!#their breakup happened off screen!!!!#it was about christopher and this impacted *him*#*and how#we don’t get to see marisol’s reaction or Eddie’s parents’ reaction to Marisol#her involvement doesn’t actually play any role!!!!!#tbh he could’ve broken her off screen pre s7 and all they would’ve had to change was his 7x05 storyline#911 related#anyway I just feel like it would’ve taken away some of the mess from the storyline y’know!!!!!#even though it’s still messy lol
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