#it’s a real tragedy
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why is taylor swift not MY cousin
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Okay. Okay. Objectively, I think that Midnight Sun is the best episode of Attack on Titan, and the closest thing the show has to a thesis statement. But my favorite episode will always be I’m Home.
⚠️Spoilers for Attack on Titan below⚠️
Even just hearing the music from that episode, from Sasha’s fight, got me over-emotional and sentimental today. And it’s not because we lose Sasha later. It’s not even about Sasha, in a way. Well…it is, but it isn’t. If it had been Conny, or Jean, or somebody else, I would be equally emotional—but Sasha’s the one who falls into this situation.
I think…it might be because this is one of the first times we’ve seen any of the 104th fight directly to protect a civilian. As soldiers, their battles have, so far, been over territory, or against a particular Titan. Any time civilians have been around have been…coincidental? Their main objectives have not been about the civilians. (Okay, there was that one time Mikasa took down a Titan and saved some people of Trost, but it took her, like, five seconds.)
This is the first time any one of our lovely child soldiers has engaged a Titan solely to protect a civilian. Sasha went looking for her family, but all she found was this little girl. Everyone else had run off and abandoned her, knowing her mother couldn’t flee.
Sasha is unprepared and panicky, and things keep going wrong at every turn. Her main goal is to simply escape. To live. She could’ve run off and left Kaya too, but she didn’t. She stood her ground, she told Kaya to run, and she fought.
And the way this episode has set Sasha up to have been short-sighted and selfish (like any child of…twelve? thirteen? would be) before she joined the army—willing to retreat from the world and the people ~intruding~ on her corner of it. Let them worry about themselves, and she’ll do the same.
But not today. Today she faced a Titan with a bow and four arrows and fought with her feral fierceness for Kaya and herself to live. She didn’t even kill the Titan! That wasn’t the point! She did enough to save a life. And that life would ripple out and save other lives, years in the future, even after we lost Sasha herself.
But even that’s not the point. Sasha didn’t save Kaya because Kaya would later go on to deprogram Gabi and end the cycle of violence. Sasha saved Kaya because it was the right thing to do, and that earned her praise and pride from her father, the hero of Attack on Titan himself, Mr. Braus.
Idk. This episode always gets me up in my feels.
#attack on titan#aot#shingeki no kyojin#snk#sasha braus#mymeta#kylerrambles#legit just sitting on my couch with watery eyes thinking about this stupid scene from this stupid show#my only complaint with the aot dub is that they didn’t let sasha be a hick like she was clearly meant to be#she didn’t even have to be all the time! just when she lets her facade slip! like in this episode!#it’s a real tragedy
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I NEED HIM BACK AND KISSING THE DOCTOR GOD I LOVED HIS ENERGY
(Jonathan Groff we’re one and the same)
#for pride month I think we deserve a not tragic relationship#joke tragedy gives a lot of flavor#but yeah he’s so real#so me#doctor who#15th doctor#rogue doctor who#fifteenrogue#fifteenth doctor#dr who#jonathan groff
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Wherever your miserable life takes you, whoever you find to endure time with, whatever pale proxy of me... I'll be with him. Just wanted you to know that.
#iwtv#iwtvedit#interview with the vampire#interview with the vampire spoilers#iwtv spoilers#louis de pointe du lac#lestat de lioncourt#armand#loumand#loustat#truly. from that moment it was about spite. it was about sticking it to lestat.#no wonder armand was so insecure. rotten to the foundation! rotten from the very start!#rotten because of the lie. rotten because it was about tormenting lestat. it wasn't even about louis' own happiness.#maybe there was some point earlier on where it could have been something real with them but from this point on. foregone conclusion.#a slow downhill tragedy
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i'm not seeing any posts about it here yet, but they solved the silas birchtree riddle on reddit and there's some pretty juicy lore! first, entering "paranoid" backwards nets this conspiracy board:
then, from the black letters in the corners of some of the pages people pieced together the code "connect the dots", backwards again, gets a whopping 12 page chapter about the ciphertology cult! it's...something.
so in summary, bill puppeted a guy's corpse, became a cult leader, seemingly married over a hundred people, mass-possessed his followers, tried to get them to build his portal. his lone dissenter was a spinster who made anti-bill chick tracts and started a fire. a waco-style shootout ensued, killing silas' already-rotting corpse a second time in a disturbingly detailed manner. at some point he made some of his followers drink the kool-aid too.
entering the lady's name, emmaline butternubbins, into the computer finally gets you the reward for solving all the riddles: hd wallpapers of various graphics from the book of bill. but frankly this is more interesting and fucked up to me.
(alt text under cut, wip)
[Image 1: A cluttered conspiracy board centered on Bill Cipher. Red string and pins connect various newspaper clippings, photos, drawings and pamphlets.]
[Image 2: A history-book style chapter page. Header "LESSER KNOWN AMERICAN CULTS."
"Have you ever heard of Orchard Lake, Kansas? Chances are you haven't. It was erased from every map, book, and historical record, and the US Government's official position on it is "stop calling us or we'll send a drone to your house." (I learned this the hard way.) But if you drive to the exact latitude and longitude of you'll see bullet casings, faded billboards, and bow ties strewn across the desert sands.
That's because Orchard Lake had another name before it was wiped off the record: BillVille.
CHAPTER 3: BillVille
The First Cult In History That Was Right
FIG A: A tumbillweced
As a historian of esoteric religions, I thought I'd discovered the strangest sects America had yct to offer (see "Chapter 3: Kevin's Gate") but that all changed when I found the following items tucked away in an old trunk in an estate sale on the out- skirts of Bootstrap, Missouri."]
#gravity falls#the book of bill#bill cipher#thisisnotawebsitedotcom#silas birchtree#gf spoilers#website spoilers#i feel like alex went kinda off the rails here with his anti-religion views and extensive knowledge of cults/conspiracies. in the best way#go off king#this is arguably the darkest the series has ever stooped tho with all the real world tragedies it evokes#so it makes sense it didn't make it into the book#the formatting refuses to work on this post i s2g
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it's so great that in greek tragedy there are only three paradigms for a woman leaving her house (her wedding, her funeral, and maenadic rites) and they're all kind of the same thing also
#this is very much entirely in the realm of the cultural imaginary#in real life ancient greek women (of all classes) did indeed leave their houses for a wide variety of reasons apart from these#but tragedy doesn't acknowledge them and instead suggests a world in which these are the only three legitimate reasons a woman leaves home#and thus tries to understand everything else in terms of these three paradigms#mine#reading
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I’ve seen some people thinking that the Mighty Nein cartoon isn’t adapting the texblade accent for Fjord, but the clip shared takes place pre-campaign in which canonically he wasn’t using the accent yet. Which Travis seems to have confirmed on Twitter. So it’s still quite likely Yeehaw Fjord will be making an appearance.
#I could still be wrong of course and if so feel free to throw Texas toast at me 😔#likely losing him saying ‘eldritch blast’ since it’s an official dnd spell is the real tragedy#fjord#fjord stone#critical role#mighty nein#travis willingham
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A “buddy” vigilante story where Jason and Tim go back in time during Dick’s time as Robin, when the Worlds Greatest Detective was still young.
Basically, they significantly change the past and in the most annoying way possible. Tim knows that no one will know it was them and has been pretty morally flexible about the whole thing. They go down the list of rogues, down the list of siblings, bickering about it the whole time.
Jason kills the Joker, Tim rescues Cass, and both of them try and get one over on the other about their past selves.
Because Tim tries to talk baby Jason into stealing the Bat’s tires early while Jason’s out murdering Zucco, and Jason’s out snatching Tiny Tim and his camera from rooftops trying to leave him gift wrapped in the batcave while Tim’s out stealing info from Luthor.
It’s one giant clusterfuck but they’re successful because Tim and Jason combined are absolutely lethal and no one ever saw them coming.
Meanwhile, they keep running into Robin and absolutely losing it over seeing their oldest brother so young and angry.
Dick tries to track them down after they killed Zucco, he wants to ask why. What the hell they could possibly be doing or why that would matter to them.
Tim pushes Jason off a roof.Jason lights Tim’s ancient computer on fire. Tim tears a book in half. Jason takes pictures of Tiny Tim and sets them as his wallpaper. It’s a comedy, your honor.
And probably the worst headache Batman will ever get.
#batman#bruce wayne#jason todd#dick grayson#redhood#tim drake#nightwing#cassandra cain#red robin#because in every time travel fic something goes wrong or they don’t really kill the joker and everybody learns something about morality blah#blah blah come on let tim and jason have a little murder as a treat and tim helped babs write code for the watchtower and updates for the#batcomputer so he knows certain cases and writes all of these files for bruce about the justice league and the titans and ra’s he knows#batman needs to be prepared so he absolutely stacks his hand fuck the timline tim knows what batman is after and it’s justice#meanwhile jason is befriending alfred in secret making sure the joker never goes after him and babs sparring with robin to get out his anger#abducting little timmy helping out narrows and blondie leaving cass to tim and overall making sure the family is on track because he knows#what bruce wants and it’s a family#one jason will make sure doesn’t rip itself apart through tragedy#demon brat is the only real wrench because they have to wait for him to come out of his pod and THEN abduct him#and bruce is doing his best to be willfully ignorant of all these new children and case files on the batcomputer because every time he#tries to object to their methods he gets a glare from alfred and a new child to take care of
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Bare skin, bare feelings.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#lan wangji#wei wuxian#blood#Imagine coming off as homophobic to your crush so bad he weaponizes a strip tease against you.#LWJ is just having a storm of bad emotions. His tummy hurt real bad and he was just trying to be brave about it!#WWX is just trying to be a good bro and heal his friendcrush. It worked but not for the reasons he thinks it did.#LWJ's shyness is also hilarious here considering they have bathed together before. Literally nothing there he hasn't seen before.#Granted it was a few years back and before he was left to stew in his feelings.#LWJ is more focused on his pride than being responsible and reasonable (getting is wounds treated).#His arc really is about accepting that he can't be perfect. That there is importance in being honest and vulnerable.#The tragedy is that he realizes this way too late.#Pride is the worst sin because it destroys your ability to protect anything other than the smallest crown in the world.#When everyone is gone and you are left alone - was it worth it to feel safe and protected from showing your flaws?#Control over oneself is in conflict with connection to others. You cannot pick both.#Hanguang-jun appears to us as a 'perfect guy' but the truth is that he is the version of LWJ who is done with *needing* that validation.#And this time - He can properly reach out to those he wants to be close with.
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shuichi posting
#my art#fanart#strawberridraws#danganronpa#drv3#shuichi saihara#character design#don't ask me what possessed me to make this#(its the game grumps play through. the demons have officially returned)#all my aus and head canons bouncing around at maximum velocity rn..#technically this is part of my “the tragedy was real” au / towa kids au#but shuichi (in that au) was kinda just like#what he is on the tin#aka a nice dude taken under his uncles wing post parent death (tragedy) (they were on vacation and got caught up in one of the worst areas)#in my au its like. imagine a weather map with hotspots; that's how the tragedy worked#so shuichi lived in a less effected area but with the rise of infected people (like zombie apocalypse style) (and animorphs brain worm styl#as you cannot tell who is effected by despair and to what extent unless they choose to reveal themselves)#there was a hugeee uptick in crime and shit so he started working with his uncle early on#eventually his uncle went missing (I think its not super hammered out) and he went to investigate#which is when he runs into his like Gang of pregame ppl#(Kaito maki Kaede)#and later some others (towa kid gang [kokichi gang but with drv3 kids] island gang [angie kork n amami])#ANYWAYS its a thing...#ik its been like 3 years since I first posted about it but u can't control the brain worms ig#and I just wanted to do a redesign lmao
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i think it's time for fandom to accept that some AUs are simply A Bad Idea. your lilo and stitch au with two white dudes is a bad idea. your portrait of a lady on fire au with men is a bad idea. your encanto au with a white family is a bad idea. culture and gender and race *matter* in many source texts, and erasing or appropriating that in order to see your two favourite white guys hug is, you guessed it, a bad fucking idea.
#how about let's not put those particular guys in that particular situation#fandom racism#fandom misogyny#this isn't even touching on people creating aus based on actual real-world tragedies#like fucking holocaust aus#don't fucking do it!#these are all aus i have personally seen written/discussed btw#wish to god i were strawmanning but alas
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why did i genuinely just realize that when megatron is like "this isn't over Prime" it isn't just him being a petty as bitch but also him literally not knowing optimus' name. it's not like primus announced to everyone or like optimus introduced himself. hell maybe megatron doesn't even know OP's name isn't orion and he just lucked out of embarrassing himself by being petty and calling him prime. it's the first time the matrix has been passed down in this continuity after all how the fuck would anyone know there's a name change involved if optimus doesn't bring it up first lmao
#i talk a lot <3#tfone#transformers one#megatron hearing optimus' name for the first time and being like 'cringe :/' on the inside but he cannot say anything about it#because he literally just renamed himself after his bias#this is the real tragedy of tfone actually
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'Oh God, they're beside me again, aren't they.'
LMFAOOO WHAT DID THIS GUY DO TO DESERVE THIS. imagine just sitting there, eating your lunch peacefully while one of your comrades (he's not even eating food, wtf is he doing there) goes and harass the other one once again with his weird homosexual activities (wiping the other's blood and licking it???). I'd lose it, personally.
#alien stage#alnst#에이스테#ivantill#the real tragedy is all the ppl that witnessed ivan being a weirdo when they were kids#being stuck between ivantill must be so annoying#you got this guy who keeps staring at this roughed up looking kid#its the equivalent of someone staring at their crush in class and you happen to be in between#awkward as hell
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ao3
A gnawing sense of foreboding creeps up on Steve as they head to Eddie’s trailer, armed with weapons.
He tries to outrun it through action: ensuring he’s the first one to go through the Gate; jumping back and forth between The Upside Down and their world whenever someone forgets something, “It’s okay, I’ve got it!”; triple checking that the cables for Eddie’s amps are long enough; searching for the slightest thing than seizing upon it with an enthusiasm bordering on desperate, “Hey, we could use this, right? Better take it, just in case.”
But that only works for so long, and then Steve’s just standing in Eddie’s kitchen, the real one, staring blankly at the cupboards, all out of distractions.
Out of time.
He hears a grunt of exertion behind him, then an unsteady landing, a muffled curse. Eddie.
“Jesus Christ, Steve. Wanted to fit your aerobics routine in?”
He’s teasing, so light-hearted despite it all; Steve can’t stand it.
Keeps his back turned, gut twisting, opening the cupboards then slamming them shut, thump, thump. He doesn’t know what he’s looking for. He never has.
“Uh, so I was thinking,” Eddie continues, like Steve’s not doing anything weird, “that I could stretch out the, um, the song? My playing? Could buy you some more time, anyway.”
“Sure, great,” Steve says shortly.
He thinks—with a numb kind of calm—that he’s going to be sick.
He gets to the bathroom, tries to shut the door, but his grip slips on the handle.
Turns on the faucet, scoops cold water from his hands into his mouth, and it helps until it doesn’t, until he’s almost choking on it, and he’s been here before, the feeling familiar: a shadow looming over him, just waiting, waiting, and he knows it’ll pass, it always does, but he can’t stop thinking of Robin, it might not work out for us this time, and what if, what if—
He can hear Eddie knocking on the doorframe, just out of view—as if he’d seen Steve’s failed attempt at shutting the door and wanted to respect it.
“Hey, man, you okay?” Then Eddie mutters to himself, “Obviously not, get a fucking clue.”
Steve’s laugh is strangled but real. He wipes his mouth dry and shuts off the water.
“You don’t need to talk to a wall, dude,” he says.
And Eddie steps into view, leans against the open door. His eyes flicker across Steve’s face, and Steve doesn’t want to know what he’s noticed, so when Eddie opens his mouth hesitantly, he speaks first.
“We should—they’re gonna wonder where we are.”
Eddie pauses on the verge of speech; Steve watches him reevaluate whatever he was going to say.
“Well,” Eddie says, gesturing to the bathroom, matter-of-fact, “we could be peeing.”
Steve manages a chuckle. “You’re an idiot.”
Eddie grins like he’s saying yup, that’s me, like he’s won a prize.
Steve has seen him wear something close to that expression not even an hour ago: when the kids had started a line to use the bathroom in the RV, and Eddie had snorted, giggled with a childish kind of delight, “You—ha! You all look like you’re on a field trip,” before joining the line himself—calling out that he hoped their plan accounted for bathroom breaks because, “There’s no way I’m pissing in the alternate dimension,” and that had made Nancy break, laughing in a way Steve was certain he hadn’t heard since ‘83.
Eddie steps into the room and shuts the door quietly. Steve gets why: his breathing’s still all wrong, and if Dustin happened to see him, he doesn’t think he’d ever forgive himself.
“Sorry.” Steve sucks in a breath, tries to hold it. Loses it in an exhale that shudders at the edges. He speaks through the tail end of it, hoping that’s enough to conceal the sound, “Gimme, like, two minutes.”
“Make it ten,” Eddie says.
The way he says it makes it seem like it’s already a done deal; he must’ve spoken to Robin and Nancy before he tumbled through the Gate.
Despite himself, Steve feels a wave of relief: just for a little while, he has time; it overpowers the shame, leaves him sinking down to sit on the closed toilet seat.
He closes his eyes, just breathes. In… out… in…
He doesn’t realise that Eddie’s sitting down, too, until he hears the clunk of his boots, the rustle of clothing as he moves.
“Sorry,” Steve says again, and it annoyingly still comes out a little shaky, like he’s in the pool and he’s left it too long to snatch a breath. “You can go back, man, I’ll… I’ll be right there.”
He opens his eyes to see Eddie shaking his head, sat with his back against the bathtub.
“Stop apologising,” Eddie says, and then it’s as if the seriousness of it is too much for him, because he adds, with a self-deprecating smile that Steve hates, “I get it. You’re walking into the dragon’s lair, I’m just putting on a concert.”
“Don’t,” Steve says, and he doesn’t intend for the word to come out as sharp as it does, but that doesn’t change the fact that he means it. He means it.
Eddie’s smile fades.
“Don’t,” Steve repeats, quieter. Not quite an apology.
Slowly, he moves off the toilet seat, until he’s sat next to Eddie. There’s just enough space that they don’t need to touch, but Steve presses his shoulder against Eddie’s anyway, like he can somehow pass on everything he means through that alone.
Eddie sighs, presses back for just a second. “Don’t what?” he asks. He sounds tired all of a sudden.
“Don’t—don’t joke like that,” Steve says. “Like you’re not—” He swallows. “Like it’s not dangerous.”
There’s a pause. Eddie reaches across and puts a hand on Steve’s knee. Squeezes briefly and pulls back; already Steve finds that he misses the warmth of him.
“Hey, don’t worry,” Eddie says. There’s no joke in this, not a trace. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to Dustin.” Another smile. Gentle. “Swear on his mother.”
I’m not worried about that, Steve wants to say, but of course that’s not true; he’s tried hard not to look at Dustin directly ever since they arrived at the trailer, because his throat would start to close up alarmingly whenever his gaze lingered, and he knows the kid’s doing that whole semi-aloof teenager thing lately, but a part of him still wants to hold him tight and never let go.
It’s more that the shape of Steve’s worry is different to what he thinks Eddie’s imagining, covers more than Dustin’s safety alone—that the cold dread in his stomach brings him back to the tunnels in ‘84; to clutching Dustin, who was so small, Steve desperately trying to shield him with his own body, thinking the kid’s thirteen, only thirteen, this isn’t fucking fair; and that if this had to end one way, all he could do was pray that he’d be the only one to…
And Steve hadn’t wanted to die, but he was suddenly facing it anyway, and Christ, looking back at it, that was crazy, the whole damn thing was crazy, but it all made a twisted kind of sense at the time.
Eddie must spot that his train of thought’s gone down a dark alley because he knocks their knees together, but he doesn’t say anything. Just breathes, slumped against the bathtub; it’s probably the first time he’s been still—truly still—in a long while.
He must be exhausted, Steve thinks.
The gnawing feeling digs in, grips his heart.
“I can hear you thinking,” Eddie says quietly. “Listen, Steve, I know I’m new to, uh… all of this shit, but I’m on it, okay? Got it all up in here,” he taps the side of his head, “trust me—”
That’s not what—I trust you, of fucking course I do, but—
“—no deviations, and—”
“Plans change,” Steve says, and he hears himself, the calm decisiveness, just get ready; Dustin’s scream carrying across the junkyard, Steve, abort, abort! “Just… just promise me.”
“Promise you?” Eddie murmurs.
Steve feels the words on his tongue, the weight of them. Don’t do anything stupid.
He swallows them down—afraid suddenly that if he really puts a name to it, it’s going to happen.
Fuck it, he’s exhausted too, and for a long moment he evades speaking: gingerly rests his head on Eddie’s shoulder. Feels his body heat, the swell of his breathing.
Eddie doesn’t tense up, just lets him rest there.
If I kissed you, Steve thinks, drained, would you stay?
He doesn’t say it. Instead he lifts his head and asks, “What are you doing tomorrow?”
Eddie chuckles. They’re still so close, Steve can feel his amused sigh.
“Tomorrow? I’ve not really… like, hopefully I’m not in jail. Anything else is a bonus.”
“We’ll fix it,” Steve says fiercely. “Trust me.”
“Oh, I believe you,” Eddie says, grinning fondly, but he sounds genuine. “Shit, man, I think you could do anything.” He gestures outside. “Got the fucking dream team out there.”
“We solved a secret Russian code last summer.”
Eddie laughs. “Did you?” His eyes sparkle with mirth.
You’re beautiful.
“Gospel truth, I swear,” Steve says. He tries to stay light, but he makes the vow anyway. “I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
I have so much to tell you.
They stand up, and Steve doesn’t know who’s the first one to move—just that they both probably sensed the time dwindling.
And maybe it’s that, the inescapable thought that something’s coming to an end that does it. Steve doesn’t know for sure, just knows that his eyes are burning suddenly—mortifyingly—with tears. He looks up at the ceiling, hurriedly trying to push them back, but Eddie notices anyway.
“Steve, what is it?” he whispers, with a look of utter devastation.
Steve shakes his head. “Just being stupid,” he says, voice brittle, cutting himself off before he can say something ridiculous.
God, Eddie, let’s just stay here and grow old.
“You’re not stupid,” Eddie says, heartfelt—he stops just short of touching Steve; he clearly wants to help so badly, but he doesn’t know how.
Steve wants to tell him it’s fine. He doesn’t know either.
Maybe nothing can help this.
They leave for the Gate in unspoken agreement; at first Steve finds comfort in the sight of Eddie dangling on the rope, not quite in either world. Like every possibility is laid out before him.
I’ll tell you tomorrow.
But there’s a near imperceptible shift as Eddie keeps climbing, and Steve needs to look away, anything to avoid the pit in his stomach: the suspicion that the path’s already been chosen.
#they’re all just scared kids#Steve “desperately trying to escape a tragedy” Harrington#Eddie “if I make a joke it isn’t real” Munson#steddie fic#pre steddie#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steve x eddie
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If Katara became Fire Lady, the person who this'd suck the most for isn't actually Aang, it'd be Bato's kid (or whoever's mum or dad happens to be good friends with Hakoda). Can you imagine? Your mum's voice?!?! Hakoda's kids are your age and they're out there being chief of the SWT and co-ruling over the Fire Nation. Who are you chieftain of?? You can't even govern a penguin. Disgusten.
#zutara#atla#a moment of silence for bato junior#the real victim of this tragedy#press f to pay respects
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hey guys i have my guesses about what this could be referring to but Please i need to know everyone's vibe checks on this. what tragedies do yall see in the future of the suckening?
#jrwi#jrwi show#the suckening#jrwi the suckening#i am banging my head against a wall#since it's bizly saying this mayhaps it has to do with shilo's mom?#although i have other tragedies in mind that could happen at the end of the suckening#i am so convinced the main PCs are going to end up tragic and dead like both#the real tragedy is that deacon and arthur haven't had an onscreen kiss yet tho smh
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