#it's his funeral today

[rasoyas]

raj has been having a lot of sleepless nights lately - planning a funeral all by yourself ain’t easy. thankfully, he isn’t alone! 🍊

[wilds-ponytail]

Legend, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

[h-didanart]

Guys I watched the episodes now (Bloodmoon’s storyline ones)

First off, hell yeah Earth, get him. Second, you really like screwing over Bloodmoon don’t ya Ruin?

Third… Bloodmoon. Bloodmoon oh my god.

“You took away my world, I’m gonna take one of yours”

BLOODMOON

I’m gonna fucking cry.

Still deserves the hell Earth’s gonna give him, still was absolutely terrifying throughout the whole ‘choose’ segment. Still deserves the death that’s rapidly approaching him.

But holy shit, I did not need canon Bloodmoon angst this early on today

(Really didn’t help that I got an idea for a small piece of writing for the ‘Jack and Bloodmoon friendship’ Au that revolved around Original grieving somewhat normally over Adaptation)

[apricusapollo]

crying over a death of a fictional character or an animal in movies / tv shows is socially acceptable but being sad over the death of a real human being is weird??? social media has rotted away people's brains fr

[tblsomedoodles]

I thought i escaped sims 4 but it's dragged my dumbass back again.

I hate this game. I need so many mods just to be able to just to fix it so i can play without being frustrated. but no matter how frustrated i get, i keep coming back : /

Anyways! Like my new little me? (i forgot what they're called. Avatar? *Shrug*) I'll put some more stuff (and doodles) about them under the cut

They're a candle! The body and oversize hoodie are all the wax and the undercut ponytail is the little flame (like Ember from Danny Phantom lol). Her feet are kinda goopy and her hands never show b/c the sleeves of the hoodie drip over them (sometimes driping off completely.)

i got kinda bored with my old one (drawing me but purple) so they got a little upgrade for my silly little personal doodles.

That is all : )

[linusbenjamin]

We have to go back, Kate.

[irondad-defensesquad]

Logically, anyone has bad days.

But they’re not obvious. Or they don’t look as bad as you might think.

Tony absolutely knows how to be in that place.

But he finds himself on the other side, too.

No matter the rain, the snow, the fog, Peter is a ray of sunshine that will always have so many things to say to Tony. Even in his quieter days, he still has a whole starry sky in his eyes.

Tony is so focused on the stars themselves that he doesn’t pay attention to the void between them.

And then some days, the stars aren’t shining much, and the darkness is taking over.

Peter often disguises it. Tony doesn’t want to invade his space, but some part of him feels bad for not doing something, either. He at least tries to reassure Peter that he doesn’t have to be all bubbly and excited, that he can just�� be, y’know?

The kid apparently ignores that.

Until the storm is too much.

Literally.

And Tony gets a call in the middle of Peter’s school time.

Thankfully, Tony was already driving in town. It’s raining a lot. And Peter is trembling in the call.

He apologizes so much. Mostly for not handling school today.

“I woke up wrong,” Peter argues.

Tony is not angry, far from it.

So, quite hesitantly, Peter asks him if he can pick him up. Which Tony already planned by tracking down the kid’s GPS (either from the suit or the phone).

The thing is, Peter isn’t even in the suit to warm himself up.

Tony finds him outside of a flower shop. The poor thing is completely drenched. He looks like an abandoned puppy.

Peter sighs in relief when he gets in the warm, fancy car. Then he’s rambling about the car and school like it’s just a normal day, like he hasn’t run away from class crying.

“Peter.”

The boy gulps, expecting to get yelled at.

Tony sighs and… wraps his blazer around Peter.

“You hungry, kid?” He asks.

“Y-Yeah… I didn’t eat lunch, so…”

As the man imagined.

“Thought of getting burgers for you. But we’re going home, okay? We’ll get it in the drive-thru and you eat just until we get upstate.”

“S-Sounds good.”

Peter doesn’t talk as much. He does eat fast. Besides his metabolism, of course, it seems like Peter hasn’t even eaten breakfast. Tony leaves the lecture for another day, the kid is too miserable.

He doesn’t know how to approach it.

“... You wanna talk about it?”

Tony isn’t stupid.

That flower shop was near the cemetery. Nowhere near Peter’s school.

His smile, even the pretend one, fades away.

Right now, not a single star lights Peter’s eyes.

Tony wishes he could give him all the stars, his own even, to give him hope.

That’s not possible.

And he needs to pay attention to the void, too. Embrace it. Because it’s still part of Peter.

“Kid.”

Peter doesn’t look scared this time.

“... I really appreciate you calling me,” Tony smiles. “I’ll always be here to pick you up, okay?”

“Okay.”

Peter’s eyes grow deep the more his mentor gazes at him.

Tony swears he’ll wrap Peter in three blankets, give him all the hot cocoas in the world, let him pick the movie, and above all… Tony will smother him in hugs.

In days when the void prevails, it might be hard to believe someone could love you like that.

But they do. They will.

[stardustedknuckles]

Memory loss associated with Adhd has got to be the stupidest and cruelest symptom because without fail it's like. Me wavering on whether I should take my meds every single time, followed by sitting on my dumb ass three hours later going "wow, I'm actually feeling emotions and connected to people I've loved and lost and I feel capable of facing the complicated grief and emotions associated with a lot of those memories. I wonder why that - oh. Right. I'm a whole idiot."

[thebroccolination]

BL ROYALTY SPOTTED AT GMMTV HEADQUARTERS

This may be their first public sighting together since Singto’s return! :’)

The way they walk when they’re side by side. :’)

The Kings of Couples have returned. :’)

[ell-arts]

Baby Tears

He didn't understand.

The mute mutterings, the mourning eyes, the cold tears.

The black suits and gowns, the tolling chapel's bell, or the sadness on his aunt's face.

All this grief and heartache.

It confused him. His young, naïve, 7-year-old mind couldn't understand it at all.

Couldn't understand the weight and meaning of the funeral.

Or the not-funeral. The adults sometimes called it a memorial. Not that he knew the difference.

He's heard the people speak. Heard them whisper and mourn. Listened with only half an ear to the priest's honourings.

Words of empathy overlapped. A hymn of condolences, speeches, and formal utterances.

Above the lull and sway of confusing words, only one phrase had stuck to him.

"Missing and never found."

The service ended, and friends and family stuck around for one last vigil.

Little blue eyes searched the crowd, looking for the familiar face of his aunt. A man held his little hand, a friend of theirs, keeping him from wandering off.

He spotted his aunt back over at the memorial, littered with photos and candles. He nearly didn't recognise her usually chipper face behind the mask of thinly veiled tears.

The yellow boy tugged at the man's hand, wanting to go over to her. Blue eyes looked up when the man didn't budge.

"I'm sorry, little lad," the green man intoned, the sadness in his own voice muffled by the rain. "Your auntie just needs some space."

The boy's only response was a saddened pout, gazing over at his aunt again. At her despondent figure, kneeling above a picture of two faces he could hardly recognise anymore.

"Auntie Spheria," the little boy murmured that evening back at their home.

"When are they coming back?"

She had gone numb, frozen in her step. Halfway from reaching for the pan in the cupboard, dinner barely prepared.

In her limp silence, she didn't answer him. Couldn't answer him from behind the fresh look of heartbreak on her face.

The little boy's face fell. He had made her sad again.

Little feet trudged over to her side, and the young orb tucked himself under his aunt's arm, wrapping his arms around her waist. Giving comfort, while also seeking comfort.

The kitchen held its breath. A dreary silence.

A warm hand tucked the little boy closer, holding him as though to protect him from the weight of his unanswered questions. His aunt swallowed a sob.

He won't understand. The little boy wouldn't understand for a very long time.

That his mother and father have been missing for years.

And may never come back.

[elenadoeslife]

It has been an incredibly loaded & emotional week, but I just wanted to come out here to tell you that I'm okay :) I also want to say thank you to all of you who reached out to me in some way.

I really appreciate you 💕 I'll be back soon!

[theragamuffininitiative]

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[valengory1234]

I think sometimes we need to remember a books context

[the-meme-monarch]

well that's the worst nightmare I've had in a while

[noctilu-uca]

"Curse ya~"

ITS MY BIRTHDAY GUYS !!!! WAOAOOWW !!

went out with some friends ~ about to go out tomorrow as well, pretty exciting !!

I drew sasara because we share the same birth month ! ,,,barely. We're both on the curb of barely even hitting/exiting october. Im on the 1st ! Hes on the 31st ! Pretty fun !! this was fun to draw, not quite a sketch but not quite a finished piece. A thing. If you will

Heres a clear picture of it !!

[that-spider-fan-over-there]

Read a Twitter thread a few days ago how Katsuki, Izuku and Tomura are meant to be the pillars of hope and change for hero society (by Kikibats, go check her out, the thread is her pinned tweet), and that got me thinking about Tomura's birth name, so I looked up the kanji for his name (志村 転弧, for those curious), and I wanted to share.

(someone probably already did make this connection and worded it better but screw it we bail let's go-)

Kikibats' thread has mentioned what "Shimura" could have originally meant In-Universe, especially "Mura", so it's about a paragraph short, because I'm writing what it could mean in the story as it is (again, In-Universe):

So from the name Shimura Tenko, we have:

Shi (志):

"Determination, ambition, intent", which Tenko does have, arguably even more than Izuku has (I mean, running around barely sleeping while facing Gigantomachia for three months? spending four months in a tube and resurrecting by sheer anger?), but ambitious is after realizing his convictions and intends to carry on the League's. It can also refer to “will” as in willpower, the one trait AFO doesn't have, and the reason he was selected as his vessel.

Mura (村):

Mentioned in her thread, but "Village", could be an ironic spin on “it takes a village to raise a child”, since after his family's death no one was willing to take him in, and the one who did only did so to groom him into a monster. It could also refer to a heroic trait he has (yes, even as he was annoyed at Toya and Himiko when he first met them): taking people in when he thinks they're lonely, have been rejected, wronged by society and wanting to carry on their convictions, which leads to:

Ten (転):

a verb; "to shift", and sure enough, he's the one who created the Vanguard Action Squad with the purpose of kidnapping Katsuki, setting off the Kamino Incident and shifting the status quo of society. You could argue he has been since the USJ but no one really feared him until Stain came along. Tomura is also one of the characters whose goals and motivations develop the most through the story.

It can also mean "to turn", from changed from the sweet kid who wanted to play heroes with his friends, to a symbol of fear. And physically, he's the willing participant in Dr. Garaki's body experimentation and his body is constantly shapeshifted depending on his (and AFO's) mental state.

Finally, “Ko” (弧):

The kanji for “arc”, which is admittedly very vague and it could mean nothing, but.

It could refer to the arc he goes through.

From a kid playing with those others ignored who wanted to be a hero, to being groomed into the Symbol of Evil('s puppet), which eventually unravels once he becomes powerful enough to fight Izuku, resulting in the reveal that in spite of all what he’s been through, he’s still that kid willing to extend his hand (well, in a metaphorical way) for those who want/need someone to rely on. Someone who wants to be the LoV's hero.

Not quite a full circle, but still not too far off from his beginning.

A bonus point, since we (readers and watchers who like to read the raws/watch subbed anime) use "Ko" we usually think of "子" as in komodo, the kanji for "kid", this one abandoned by a complacent village. And remember since Izuku wants to offer him a hand, a crying lonely child in need of a hero. With AFO taking control of him, while Izuku (and most of Class 1-A) trying to save him, wouldn't it be neat to see Tomura choosing to take Izuku's hand, especially someone whose identity was forcefully defined by a touch of death?

Not quite the same innocent kid, but still the kid who wanted to be a hero for those left behind.

Would be fitting for this arc to come full circle, wouldn't it?